Authors note: I never thought I'd make it this far. Well, I'm back for another chapter. Did you miss me? I decided whom to kill off in this Chappie. I'm going to kill someone off in every chapter. So, Vote for the next to die! Except it can't be Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lupin (I need him for now), Dumbledore, etc. k?
Disclaimer: I don't own HP.
Harry Potter:
The Worst Year
Chapter 9
"I-I'm What?"
They walked down to the hospital wing to find quite a few people in there. One person who had black hair and looked like Cho and another man that had Cho's eyes.
"Is she?" Harry heard someone ask.
"I'm afraid so Mrs. Chang, She is" he heard Madam Pomfrey say.
"I vow to get back at You-Know-Who for killing my daughter! First Cedric and now Cho! What's he playing at?" Cho's mom was saying. "If that Potter had anything to do with this he's going to be dead!"
Harry felt like saying, 'Hello! I'm right here!' but he refrained himself. Madam Pomfrey walked out from around the bed and almost jumped out of her clothes.
"Poppy, Dumbledore wants you to check Harry and make sure he's OK after having another encounter with Voldemort," Madam Pomfrey flinched at the sound of the name.
"OK, Over here please" She directed them toward a bed at the end of the ward. She quickly checked Harry over and then let him go after numbing the pain from his fall. "You may go."
Harry and Sirius walked down to the Great Hall where they found the whole hall pail and panic stricken. The whole hall went silent as Harry went and sat on the Gryffindor table with Ron and Hermione.
"Harry, The whole school is talking about you! They think you're the one that killed those people! And they're saying that Cho is dead now too!" Hermione said shakily.
"That's because she is dead" Harry replied simply.
"This doesn't make sense" Ron said, but Harry didn't hear him he felt the hairs on his neck prickle and then a pain...It felt like he was being burnt by a flame. He felt like he was being branded. The pain was right on the back of his neck.
"Harry, What's wrong?" Hermione asked severely.
"Uh...n-no-nothing!" Harry answered quickly.
"Harry what's that?" Ron asked, pointing to the back of Harry's neck.
"What's what?" Harry asked.
"That thing on the back of your neck!" Ron replied, "pull your collar down!"
Harry pulled his collar down feeling pain as he touched his neck.
"Harry, that's one bloody huge bruise!" Ron said.
Hermione pulled her wand out. "I know a spell that could repair the tissue" She said and pointed her wand at Harry's neck. She muttered the spell and Harry felt some pressure on the bruise, but it not healing.
"Magic or something must have done it, but how? I mean we would have seen the caster!" Hermione said her voice shrill.
Professor Dumbledore came in Remus following. Remus walked over toward the Gryffindor table. Harry quickly pulled his collar back up. He felt another shriek pain as if being stabbed with the dagger of Slytherin. He felt the warmth of blood run down his neck.
'I'm going to die of blood loss if cuts don't stop appearing all over me!' Harry thought.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione, please follow me to my office for a moment" Remus said and Ron and Hermione stood up. Harry stood, but as soon as he got to his feet his vision went foggy, everything blacked out.
There was black all around him. He saw the value going down the scale the further he went. It was going from jet-black to pearly white. Was this death? He looked up to tubular shape and saw two people. One a girl no older than 18 and a man no older than 20.
"Harry?" Their voices came out a Meir whisper.
"Yeah, Mum? Dad?" He said looking into the faces of his parents.
"Yes, Harry...You are dead, like us, but we are not truly dead. We are prisoners of Voldemort. Harry, You have to go back! When you defeat Voldemort, we will return. All you have to do is say the spell. It's 'Emita Estes prisioneiros do wand para tras a onde pertencem'
"Harry right at this very moment, Sirius is in danger. He might become one of us too. You must save Sirius! You need to find You-Know-Who's head quarters! Sirius is gone and he isn't coming back. Soon he will be dead, save him. Save Sirius from a horrible fate! The dementors have killed many before. Save him, Harry." Lilly finished.
The tunnel disappeared and Harry was falling backwards through space. His body filled with pain. He saw his body lying in the fifth year boys' dorm with Ron, Hermione and Lupin around his lifeless body.
He flew into his body and pain filtered through his body. He opened is emerald eyes to see brown eyes staring hopefully back at him.
----------------------------1 hour earlier---------------------------
"Harry!" Ron and Hermione screamed in harmony.
Remus bent down and checked Harry's pulse: negative. Nothing. Harry was dead. What could kill him if Voldemort isn't there?
"He's not breathing" Remus said quietly. It couldn't be true! It just couldn't!
"What?" Ron asked quietly.
"No pulse, No breathing, not anything! Harry's dead!" Remus said a little louder, but so that no one else besides Ron and Hermione could hear.
"He can't be! He just can't!" Hermione said through sobs.
Lupin noticed something on the back of Harry's neck: Two marks about one inch apart. It was the mark of a werewolf! Harry was becoming a werewolf. That's why! He wasn't dead; the werewolf jean was just working! He remembered it in himself, when he was 5!
"He isn't dead!" Remus said quietly under his breath.
"What?" Ron said.
"He isn't dead."
"He isn't? But-But He's not breathing! How can he not be dead?" Ron spat.
"He isn't dead. He got the werewolf gene" Remus replied.
"Werewolf? How can you tell? I-I-I mean it could be from a vampire or a snake..."
"Hermione do you not think that I wouldn't know what a werewolf bite would look like? I mean..." He pulled up his sleeve bearing many scars but one stood out by far the clearest. It was two piercing that looked like it was just penetrated much less a scar. "You can't see it when it bites. You can't see it when it goes in for the bite; you can't see it after it bites. You can feel it. It hurts like hell. The thing is the pain never ceases, except when you transform. You may transform anytime, except you are yourself then, but you still feel the pain. It hurts to transform also. The pain gets milder, because you get used to it. It knocks you out dead for about 15, 20 minutes. Depending upon your power. I'd say Harry might be out for an hour or so, he has much more power than I do," and He said and looked into Ron and Hermione's eyes. "I want you to take Harry up to the Gryffindor common room. Get some ice and put it on the bite. Are my orders clear?"
"Yes, sir" They both replied.
"Good, now go!" Lupin said calmly.
They obeyed. They both grabbed Harry's arms. His weight was too great. "Professor, we can't lift him!" Hermione spoke up struggling to hold Harry's weight.
"Hmm....Mr. Longbottom, Mr. Finnington, help Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger carry Mr. Potter to the common room!"
"Yes, Professor!" They all said. And they grabbed Harry's legs. Together without saying another word they walked up to the common room and up to the 5th year boys dorm. Not three minutes after they arrived to their dorms Lavender Brown came in with a bag of ice. They put it on Harry's bite and then all they could do is wait.
"Hermione, When's the next full moon?" Ron asked, worried about his best friend.
"Next week, I suppose. I'm not the one in divination!" Hermione said, looking at her watch. "Harry should be up any minute."
Remus came marching up the steps moments later. He walked over and looked at Harry. Suddenly Harry's eyes opened. He winced in pain for a moment than sat up. Lupin placed a firm hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Don't Harry. You should just lie low for a while. I'll explain everything in a bit."
"Professor, but what about classes? Is Harry going to miss them, too?" Hermione asked.
"Harry will be well enough to go to classes. Today I want him to stay in bed and keep the ice on the bite. I will have Dumbledore up to check the bite out in a bit." Remus said sternly.
"OK, I don't think I could get up anyways," Harry replied his voice no more than a whisper.
"Take care of the bite, Harry. The pain stays at the force it is at until you're dead. It takes one day to heal so make sure it doesn't get hurt."
"Ok!" Harry said flatly.
Lupin walked out the Gryffindor door and down the steps.
"Harry, I hate seeing you hurt! I'd take a curse for you to just keep this from happening to you!" Ron said almost shouting.
"I hate seeing me hurt too, Ron" Harry replied calmly. "I'm going to do what I had to do when I was 12 at the Dursleys; 'I'll be in my bedroom. Making no noise and pretending I don't exist.'" He recited from memory.
"Harry!" Hermione said.
"Sorry I can't hear you. I'm pretending not to be here!" Harry replied.
"Harry, chill!" Hermione said.
"Why should I? I'm not going to be allowed to do anything today!"
"You don't know that! It's for Dumbledore to decide. He'll tell you what you need to do. He explained everything to Lupin and he is fine!"
Lupin walked back in. "Harry I hate to do this, but Stumfy!" He said and Harry was stunned. He was unconscious. All the pain left him. "Dumbledore will un-stun him when he gets up here." He walked out.
"Do you think that Harry deserves to be stunned?" Ron asked Hermione.
"No, but he doesn't deserve a lot of things Ron" Hermione replied.
"This has to suck for him, huh?" Ron said.
"Yeah" Hermione replied.
They heard the portrait of the fat lady creak, which meant that Dumbledore was coming to see Harry, probably. They heard footsteps moving swiftly up the stairs and into the fifth year boys' dorm. He took a chair next to Harry's bed and sat.
"..." Dumbledore said and Harry regained cautiousness. Harry opened his emerald green eyes to see Dumbledore's twinkling blue eyes. "Harry, how do feel?"
"Terrible. I feel like I am under the Cruciatus curse!" Harry said, his voice two octaves lower than usual.
"Well, You may be surprised at what I am going to ask you, but I want you to go back to classes. I will numb the pain for now, but for today only. Got me, Harry? I'm only doing this, because I want you to live the most normal life possible. Even though you are the-boy-who-lived. Harry I want to see something. I am going to ask you to transform into your werewolf form."
"How?" Harry asked.
"Just think about becoming a werewolf. Your body will respond by becoming it. But I have to tell you, Never miss a transformation. It would turn out hideous and the result would be painful. When ever the urge comes meet it. I will inform your professors that you will not be coming to classes on the full moon. I need you to transform so that you can on the full moon."
Harry gulped and looked into Dumbledore's blue eyes. He thought about Lupin becoming a werewolf. He thought about turning into a werewolf. He felt his skin turning into pelt. His smooth skin turns hairy. He felt his spine curve and he felt his jaw grow into a wolves. His hands turn into paws. His robes ripped and looked shaggy like Lupin's. His teeth grew into fangs and his ears grew to stand straight up. The pain ceased momentarily. Then came back at full force.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as the once boy transformed into a jet-black wolf. Hermione gasped and Ron just stood there open mouthed.
For the first time in Harry's life he felt as if he wanted to kill. He could sense blood. He snarled Dumbledore's mouth was moving, but he couldn't understand a word. Dumbledore pointed his wand at Harry's heart. He muttered a curse and Harry transformed back into himself. His robes ripped and shredded. He felt exhausted. He felt as if he would just go to sleep and die.
"Harry, are you OK?" Came a voice from the corner. The voice belonged to Remus. "I remember my first transformation." He smiled; "Got stuck half way in between the changing process. Half wolf, Half man. I had to come here when I was 5 and Dumbledore put me back together."
"I remember that quite well Remus" Dumbledore chuckled as Remus blushed.
"Well it could have happened to anyone!" Remus said still blushing.
"I'm afraid you're the only one that didn't obey my orders too" Dumbledore said smiling.
"Albus! I was young and carefree!" Remus said innocently.
"OK. No one let it slip to anyone about Harry's condition, got me? Two people are going to mysteriously vanish and you two aren't going to save anything" He said direction it toward Ron and Hermione.
"Yes, Professor!" They both replied.
"OK, were going to keep this secret for a while. We don't want the press all over Harry."
Harry nodded.
"Do you think you can go back and finish your classes for today?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yeah," Harry replied and stood up.
"OK, I just want you to take care. If you feel light-headed come up to my office immediately got me Harry?" Dumbledore asked his eyes not twinkling.
"Yeah, got you" He replied.
Dumbledore stood up and nodded and walked out with Remus following. Professor McGongall walked up to the dorm. She had three slips of paper in her hand.
"Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger, and Mr. Potter: Here's your new schedule."
She handed each of them a piece of paper that had their individual timetable on it. Today he had:
History of Magic - S. Binns - Ravenclaws
Herbology - S. Sprout - Hufflepuffs
-Break-
Charms - F. Flitwick- Ravenclaws
Animiji Study- M. McGongall- Gryffindors only
Defense Against the Dark Arts- F. Delacour- Ravenclaws
-Break-
Dueling- S. Black - Ravenclaws
He nodded and walked out closely followed by Ron and Hermione. Could werewolves become animigus's? He really wasn't sure. He walked into the transfiguration classroom and sat in the rear. Hermione and Ron sat next to him. They all had a leather bound books with a picture of a human transforming into an animal. Each book was different.
As he looked at his, he saw a grim staring back at him. He gasped and looked over to Ron and Hermione. As soon as he caught Hermione's eyes his scar burst out in pain. The room around him went black.
~*~As ends another chapter! Chapter 9 is up! Thanks to all who reviewed.~*~
