A/N just an announcement to say that I have put the prologue of an original fic up on FictionPress.net it is under my username, if that doesn't work then it is called Amnesia, it is about a girl who wakes up with no idea who she is surprisingly! It is in no way connected with this story or the HP universe, but I quite like it. Due to that fact I might not always update exactly once a week but I'll try my best. Is this chapter late or early? I dunno but here it is anyway…
katie() = I'm glad you like the story too much for me to kill any of the characters off, unfortunately they never seem to get a break in my story! Your summery was about right of the story at the moment, but everything could change….Okay I just scared myself!
Lil Lupin = glad you liked this chapter, enjoy
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended
When The Worst Is Coming
Chapter Ten
Creatures of the forest
Harry felt like a visitor in a stranger's body. He could feel every touch, smell every scent, hear every sound, and yet had now lost control of his actions. He had been slowly for ages, but he could always think of a excuse, like 'its because I am tired, that's why I acted like that.' But he now could not escape it, 'someone or something has control of my body.' Harry thought bitterly as he watched himself setting his room alight, he had stopped trying to fight it, he could not.
No matter how hard he tried to stop it he was stuck. Stuck in the body of someone evil, no wait it's the other way around, they were stuck in his body, the person was evil. 'I'm not evil,' he frantically thought.
Harry hated having to watch the fake 'Harry' mess his life up, it was already pretty messed up and he wished he didn't have to get to know his godfather and friend like this. 'They probably hate me,' he couldn't help thinking.
'Yes they do hate you, and I'm planning on keeping it like that,' the nasty voice interrupted his thoughts.
'Who are you?' Harry thought back for not the first time. Slightly disturbed that the creature could hear his thoughts, well only the ones he let him hear.
'Now that would just defeat the point wouldn't it?' the voice thought back.
'What point? Do you have a plan?' Harry thought frantically.
'Yes, if you call being an evil bastard a plan.'
'So basically your plan is to mess up my life as much as possible.'
'Ummm, you are right that's not enough. How about I kill everyone close to you as well?'
'No, you wouldn't.'
'Just try to stop me.'
Harry couldn't and he knew it. He just watched on in horror as Harry once again set the room alight but after doing this he whispered several anti extinguishing spells.
'The mutt and the wolf will be dead by day break,' the evil Harry thought.
'No, you can't kill them, anyway we'll die with them.'
'Ah, a minor set back in my plan, but we can escape through the window and then you can watch your beloved 'friends' burn to the ground.'
Harry couldn't help but think that whoever or whatever this evil person was they couldn't be the sharpest knife in the draw to not realize that they would also die if they did not hurry and get out now. He could feel the smoke rising up inside his lungs, he wanted to shout out a warning to Sirius and Remus, but of course his mouth would not obey.
Harry walked to the window ignoring the heat of the flames creeping up next to him; he tried pushing metal lock in on the window to open it.
He pulled his hand away quickly, the metal was quite hot. As he jumped back massaging his hand he realised he had dropped his wand.
'Shit,' his evil side exclaimed. He wasn't sure if it was because of his lack of wand or the burning in his hand.
Harry then scrambled on the floor searching for his lost wand, but he could not see it anywhere. Meanwhile the smoke from the nearby fire was clouding his view, and he started to chough.
Harry covered his mouth with a handkerchief from his pocket and continued searching. The real Harry thought, 'why are you doing this you-we can do enough Wandless magic to be okay for a while without it.'
'You fool I locked the window.'
'So, why don't you unlock it with Wandless magic?'
'Because I locked the window using dark magic!'
'Oh shit, please tell me you didn't lock my bedroom door with it.'
'No, Potter I only locked it with a simple spell,' he coughed harder.
'Firstly I'd like to remind you that you are Potter as well, and secondly we still have no wand to open the door with.'
'Even if I had a wand, I couldn't open the door the flames are too fierce there,' the heat was starting to make them feel light-headed.
'We are so screwed,' the real Harry's tone was bitter.
'That's not all,' the evil Harry started to choke but continued regardless, wanting to enjoy Potter's reaction. 'I locked every exit in this house, including the windows, with dark magic.'
At this point Harry sunk to his knees coughing and choking and slowly fell into darkness.
The flames licked around his unconscious form and the smoke thickened.
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Remus and Sirius opened the door shortly after this. Upon seeing the intensity of the flames, Remus closed the door deciding that it would be silly for irrational Sirius to try to help saving Harry from all the flames. No it would be better if he went alone Remus decided. He was more level headed than Sirius and also because he was a Werewolf, he should heal faster should he get burnt. He felt bad putting his friend in this position, but he knew it was for the best, plus he might need Madam Pomfrey. *Remus shivered* who knows what state Harry could be in, he shook these worrying thoughts off as he re-entered the room, bracing himself for the pain as he pulled his tattered robes up to cover his mouth as the smoke hit him hard.
Remus called out for Harry yet he got no answer, all the extinguishing charms failed. 'So the fire must have been tampered with,' Remus thought as he coughed from the thick smoke entering his lungs.
After what seemed like a lifetime to Remus, he finally found Harry, and he almost wished he hadn't.
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Sirius felt awful when he left Remus to face that fire filled room, anything could happen to him in there. I mean sure he's a werewolf but that doesn't make him indestructible, this thought almost made Sirius turn back around. But he knew that Remus would just tell him that he would hinder him finding Harry, and Sirius would do anything at all if it meant Harry would be okay. So he kept running down the hallway until he reached his room. He threw the door open ran over to the fireplace, threw some powder in the fireplace, and muttered Dumbledore's Office.
Then all of a sudden the old headmasters face appeared in the fireplace, he stared for a moment at Sirius' pale face before asking.
"What happened, is it Harry?"
Sirius couldn't bring himself to answer, so he just nodded.
"I'll be there as fast as I can, I will Apparate as close as possible then run to the house."
"Albus, bring Madam Pomfrey as well."
"Of course, and Severus I think."
Sirius might have pondered about Snape coming along had he been less worried, instead he ran back out of the room and towards Harry's room.
A/N Okay I know I technically did not move the plot along much in this chapter, but I felt it needed more background information, hope it wasn't too confusing, Please Review, (I was only joking when I said I would kill off two characters if you didn't!!!)
Oh, and please read and review the prologue of Amnesia on FictionPress.net. Here it is
