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Professor?

Potter? Damn it, boy, what are you doing in my head?

Escaping.

Oh. From what?

Dumbledore, McGonagall, and I spent all morning in the library looking for possibilities. We went to the Great Hall for lunch and Remus was there.

Remus?

You know, Remus Lupin? Claws, Pranks, Werewolf, Marauder? Remember him?

I know perfectly well who you meant, Potter.

Right. Well, anyway, we saw Remus at lunch and he didn't recognize me.

Didn't recognize you? You look just like James, you idiotic child. How could he not recognize you?

Obviously, you weren't paying close attention when I delivered that letter to you. I don't look anything like James Potter. Not anymore.

What in hell are you talking about?

Good lord, Professor! Did you read that letter or not? My appearance was a charm. It's coming apart. And not even Remus recognized me! He went ballistic when I found out who I was.

Hmph. So why are you in my head this time, Potter? To annoy me? To taunt me to within an inch of my sanity? You know that I have nothing else to tell you.

I wanted.. I wanted to make sure that you were okay. You know, hanging in there. We're working hard to get you out of this mess, Professor. As soon as I wake up, I'm going back to the library.

As soon as you wake up?

I think I'm unconscious.

Unconscious? What did you do, Potter? Walk into a wall?

NO! Do you not listen to anything I have to say? When you get tortured, I get tortured. Voldemort hits you with Cruciatus, and he hits me, too. So while you're suffering and in pain, I'M suffering and in pain! The only difference is that I have help, and you don't. But we'll find you soon, Professor, I promise.

(silence)

Professor?

Leave me alone, Potter.

Sorry, sir.

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Harry concentrated hard and left Snape's mind. He woke to the sound of Remus still holding a furious discussion with the Headmaster and his head of house.

"So I come back here and find Harry, who might as well be my adopted godson, looking like a completely different person! Then he goes off into some kind of spasm, which I later find out is the Cruciatus, which he's been hit with because he has a connection with Voldemort! And now you tell me that he's been beaten by his uncle! Good grief, Albus, what could you possibly tell me next? Nothing will surprise me after this! Nothing!"

Harry laughed, bringing all three professors to his side. "Remus, you don't know the half of it."

"They just told me all of it!"

"No, they didn't. If they had told you everything, you would have to be chained to the wall in order to prevent you from destroying the school!" Harry said jubilantly.

"What else could there possibly be to tell me?" asked Remus, looking confused.

Harry shook his head. "You'll find out sooner or later, Remus. Believe me, you will."

"You're not going to tell me?"

"No," Harry said, grinning mischievously. Remus rolled his eyes.

"Harry, did you see anything this time? Anything at all?" asked Dumbledore softly.

"No. I didn't have a chance, it went right into the curse. I did talk to Snape, though. He still doesn't know anything," replied Harry.

"How did you talk to Snape?" asked Remus, putting particular nastiness on the potion master's name.

Harry flushed. "Um, well, it has something to do with the curse and my scar. It allows me to get inside his head and talk to him," he said.

"Hah! You could get inside his mind and find out all his secrets!" said Lupin happily.

If Harry was able to, he would have slapped Remus. Fortunately, McGonagall did that for him as Harry scowled darkly.

"Ouch! What was that for? I was only kidding!" he looked down at Harry, who was still scowling. "Harry, mate, don't look at me like that! It makes you look like Snape!"

Harry's eyes widened and he immediately stopped scowling. His cheeks burned red with embarrassment.

Dumbledore smiled merrily from his place behind Remus. The werewolf had no idea how right he was.

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Two-o-clock that afternoon found Harry, McGonagall, Dumbledore, and Lupin in the library pouring over books. Harry had insisted on coming, much to Poppy's displeasure, and since there really wasn't anything holding him back, he had joined his professors in the search. Though there were four of them now, they still weren't any closer to coming up with an answer.

Seven hours later, everybody was thoroughly studied-out and in need of dinner. Harry has found one possibility, as had Dumbledore, but further digging had proven these possibilities to be fruitless. Needless to say, it was a sorry bunch that was now trudging through the corridors to the Great Hall.

"Well, that was pathetic," said Harry. "Hours of searching, and we find nothing that could be Voldemort's hideout."

"Don't lose heart, Harry. We'll look again in the morning," said Dumbledore happily, although everyone could tell that the cheerfulness was feigned.

"I know, Professor, but it just seems like.." Harry stopped talking and there was a concentrated expression on his face.

"Albus?" started McGonagall.

Dumbledore went to grab Harry, but the boy pushed him away. "Harry?"

"Shh," Harry whispered. The three adults looked at him strangely.

A second later, he snapped out of it and grinned broadly.

"I know where he is!"

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I apologize, this was rather short. But I'll have another chpt. Up soon, I promise! Yay!