Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter I would be writing this on a shiny new
Laptop not a crummy old school computer! If any of this plot is
in OoP then Professer Trelawney is not the only one who can make true
predictions!
A/N: I thank you once again if you reviewed. Due to school exams I don't know if I can post chapter 3 for another week, but if I get some reviews I might find time!
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The Truth
" Why," asked Wormtail?
"I want to be immortal."
"Immortal."
"Yes and I need Potter."
"Why."
"Crucio."
Harry felt an explosive pain hit him like a pinprick magnified. He saw Voldemort sit down in a dusty old armchair watching Wormtail writhe with pain. Harry felt the release as Voldemort lifted off the curse.
" You know Wormtail my supreme goal is to conquer death, and in order to achieve that it needs powerful dark magic. I came across the spell about a year after I left Hogwarts, I needed to personally take the lives of all my living relatives. I killed my Father and his parents, my Mothers parents were already dead so I thought my task was complete, but it didn't work there was a hitch, and at first I thought there was something wrong with my spell. But then I knew, I hadn't killed all of my relatives. I found out. I had a sister conceived secretly, she grew up as a witch unlike me."
Voldemort's face twitched convulsively at this bitter thought.
" I tracked her down and killed her too but she had already married a man named Potter."
Voldemort spat out the name like it was poison.
" They had a son named James."
Harry lay, petrified, willing himself to wake up. He knew the truth...but it wasn't right .....it was all a lie....just a dream....wasn't it?
He woke.
It was just a dream he tried to reassure himself but the lingering pains of the Cruciatus curse in his scar told him not so. It was a vision. Voldemort had just said why he wanted Harry dead, unaware that Harry had watched and herd his every move.
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It was daybreak.
"Morning Arry," Ron yawned, oblivious to what Harry had witnessed.
" Harry," came Ron's voice questionly.
Ron pulled back the curtains to Harry's bed.
" Harry."
His bed was empty.
'That's odd,' thought Ron. But then he presumed Harry had just gone down
to breakfast very early.
Harry was in fact striding down the corridors heading towards
Dumbledore's office, fuming.
Why hadn't Dumbledore told him? Did he think that he couldn't handle the
truth?
Harry reached the stone Gargoyle guarding the office.
" Sherbet lemon," he tried.
"Cockroach Cluster," he said hopefully.
It didn't move. Harry kicked the statue in frustration.
" I would think twice before attempting to vandalise school property if I
were you, Harry," came an amused voice from behind him.
Harry swung around to find himself facing his Headmaster.
" If you wanted to know the password is Fizzing Whizzbee," Dumbledore
continued with a twinkle in his eyes, but, seeing the look on Harry's
face, became more serious.
" Why do you need to see me Harry?"
" Voldemort," he said between clenched teeth.
" Ah..Harry would you step inside please."
Harry and Dumbledore went up the moving staircase and into the office.
" What is it Harry?" He asked gravely.
Harry exploded.
" Why didn't you tell me."?
" About what."
" About Voldemort."
" About him being my Great Uncle."
Dumbledore froze.
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A/N: I know it is short. If you liked it please Review. If you didn't
like it please Review! Should Voldie being Harry's Great Uncle be the big
secret or shall something else be? Please post your ideas (I'm stuck).
Another thing, would you like me to have a short chapter (like this one)
everyday or a longer one every two days. Your choice!
A/N: I thank you once again if you reviewed. Due to school exams I don't know if I can post chapter 3 for another week, but if I get some reviews I might find time!
* * *
The Truth
" Why," asked Wormtail?
"I want to be immortal."
"Immortal."
"Yes and I need Potter."
"Why."
"Crucio."
Harry felt an explosive pain hit him like a pinprick magnified. He saw Voldemort sit down in a dusty old armchair watching Wormtail writhe with pain. Harry felt the release as Voldemort lifted off the curse.
" You know Wormtail my supreme goal is to conquer death, and in order to achieve that it needs powerful dark magic. I came across the spell about a year after I left Hogwarts, I needed to personally take the lives of all my living relatives. I killed my Father and his parents, my Mothers parents were already dead so I thought my task was complete, but it didn't work there was a hitch, and at first I thought there was something wrong with my spell. But then I knew, I hadn't killed all of my relatives. I found out. I had a sister conceived secretly, she grew up as a witch unlike me."
Voldemort's face twitched convulsively at this bitter thought.
" I tracked her down and killed her too but she had already married a man named Potter."
Voldemort spat out the name like it was poison.
" They had a son named James."
Harry lay, petrified, willing himself to wake up. He knew the truth...but it wasn't right .....it was all a lie....just a dream....wasn't it?
He woke.
It was just a dream he tried to reassure himself but the lingering pains of the Cruciatus curse in his scar told him not so. It was a vision. Voldemort had just said why he wanted Harry dead, unaware that Harry had watched and herd his every move.
* * *
It was daybreak.
"Morning Arry," Ron yawned, oblivious to what Harry had witnessed.
" Harry," came Ron's voice questionly.
Ron pulled back the curtains to Harry's bed.
" Harry."
His bed was empty.
'That's odd,' thought Ron. But then he presumed Harry had just gone down
to breakfast very early.
Harry was in fact striding down the corridors heading towards
Dumbledore's office, fuming.
Why hadn't Dumbledore told him? Did he think that he couldn't handle the
truth?
Harry reached the stone Gargoyle guarding the office.
" Sherbet lemon," he tried.
"Cockroach Cluster," he said hopefully.
It didn't move. Harry kicked the statue in frustration.
" I would think twice before attempting to vandalise school property if I
were you, Harry," came an amused voice from behind him.
Harry swung around to find himself facing his Headmaster.
" If you wanted to know the password is Fizzing Whizzbee," Dumbledore
continued with a twinkle in his eyes, but, seeing the look on Harry's
face, became more serious.
" Why do you need to see me Harry?"
" Voldemort," he said between clenched teeth.
" Ah..Harry would you step inside please."
Harry and Dumbledore went up the moving staircase and into the office.
" What is it Harry?" He asked gravely.
Harry exploded.
" Why didn't you tell me."?
" About what."
" About Voldemort."
" About him being my Great Uncle."
Dumbledore froze.
* * *
A/N: I know it is short. If you liked it please Review. If you didn't
like it please Review! Should Voldie being Harry's Great Uncle be the big
secret or shall something else be? Please post your ideas (I'm stuck).
Another thing, would you like me to have a short chapter (like this one)
everyday or a longer one every two days. Your choice!