A/N: Hey everybody! Happy Turkey Day!!! Man, I have a four day weekend and no homework..... and see what happens? A new chapter! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: *blushes* I've forgotten about these things. *Cough* I own nothing. You know that.
"Cedric's right," he said quietly to himself, "I did kill him." Harry felt his body contract violently with a sob. A small tear fell down his cheek.
He didn't know how long he sat there, sobbing, but what he did know, was he heard somebody coming down the stairs.
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He quickly and furiously wiped at the tears that stained his cheeks and ran into the shadows. He cursed quietly to himself in anger. How could he have been so stupid? He should have known that someone would hear him or that someone else could have woken up. He should have never taken the chance.
Harry stopped thinking and watched the figure slowly come down the stairs, rubbing their eyes sleepily. He squinted hoping to be able to see who it was. They were looking around, confused as though they had misplaced something. And then they spotted the glass of water that Harry had left on the table.
The person stared at it for a moment, and then reached out a hand and grabbed it. They studied it for a moment and then whipped their head around.
"Lumos," they whispered. Harry had definitely heard that voice before and he cringed. He knew if he found Harry, he would be in deep. They weren't suppose to know he hadn't slept in days.
The light reflected back and Harry saw the desperate face of Remus looking in the shadows for him. Harry took a step back on instinct and immediately wished he hadn't.
He had tripped over a bunch of the twin's pranks they had left lying around. He heard the fake wands turn into chickens behind him and he squeezed his eyes shut. He tumbled down and heard Remus hurry over to him.
Remus looked like he was relieved and angry at the same time. Harry untangled himself from the pranks but didn't say a word. Meanwhile, he heard a bunch of doors begin to open.
"What's going on?" that was Hermoine's voice. Harry stood up and didn't say anything. He backed towards the door to outside slowly, Remus watching him, not blinking.
"Harry-" Remus seemed to be trying to comprehend what was going on. Harry breathed in and out. Remus reached out a hand to touch Harry.
Immediately, alarm bells rang in Harry's head and he backed into the wall loudly and quickly. He heard the people who had woken up hurry down the stairs.
Wide eyed and panicked, Harry looked around at the people filing into the kitchen. They stopped moving at the sight of him and Hermoine lifted a hand to her mouth.
"I'm not going to hurt you Harry," Remus said softly. Harry put his hand behind his back, hand securely on the knob. His hands were shaking horribly and he was thinking up thousands of ways to escape.
He closed his eyes and shook his head. Uncle Vernon. Dudley.
~Flashback~
"Come 'ere, boy. We aren't going to hurt you," those eyes. Those cold gray, merciless eyes bore into his very sole and sucked the life out of them the way the Dementors did.
The loud crack of the whip suggested to Harry that he never trust again.
~end of flashback~
He was whispering softly to himself, nonsense. He heard a faint 'pop' in front of him.
"They aren't here. Stop. No. Please. Can't trust. Gotta get out," he was lost in his thoughts, completely unaware of the old man that stood in front of him and reaching out an ancient hand. But when that hand connected with his skin, Harry jumped into the air and panicked again.
"No more-please. No more. Stop," he was feeling the scars burn all over again. Please, not now.
'Fight it,' a voice said in the back of his head. 'This isn't you. You know these people. They would never hurt you.'
"I have to fight. Not me," Harry snapped open his eyes and looked at Dumbledore questionably. His green eyes full of confusion.
'Nobody'll ever want you boy! You're nothing but useless! Even your parents thought so.' Cold, merciless eyes.
And without any warning, Harry slide down the wall and onto the cold floor. He pulled his knees to his chest and began rocking unsteadily back and forth. He was sobbing like a child and he felt more vulnerable then he had in his entire life. Why was he so weak at this moment? He had been able to keep it all inside before. This was unlike him in so many ways.
'It's Voldermont. He always puts you on the edge and you know it,' said a nasty voice in the back of his head. He was so sick of it all and he cried harder.
'Just leave me alone,' he said in his head.
His body was shaking, rocking back and forth, aware of the many eyes that fell on him. He then felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around Harry and he didn't push them away.
"Harry, come on, buddy. It's OK, now. Everything's going to be OK," Sirius's voice was the only thing that calmed Harry down. He buried his head in Sirius's shoulder, not wanting to move.
"Come on, kiddo. Shh," Sirius was now holding him like a child. Harry could only cry more. Was this what it felt like to know you were loved? So relieved you were with them and away from harm that you cried until the tears wouldn't come anymore? Harry and Sirius sat like that for more then 20 minutes before Harry quieted down and wasn't crying anymore.
Sirius shifted the body so that Harry's face was away from his shoulder. Harry noticed that everyone had left besides Hermoine and Ron.
"Kiddo, you're safe. I swear, you're safe," Harry lifted his eyes towards Sirius and nodded. "Now, what happened?"
Harry lowered his eyes and muttered something. Sirius lifted his chin.
"What was that?" And it was then that Harry saw the tears stains on Sirius' cheeks.
"I had a dream," Harry's voice sounded so soft that Sirius almost missed what he said a second time.
"About Voldermont?" Harry nodded.
"And Cedric. Sirius, he blames me. He hates me. I swear, I really didn't mean to get him killed. But I didn't know- and I should have. It's all my fault," Sirius sighed deeply at the crying Harry.
"Harry, I want you to listen to me. Cedric died at the hands of Voldermont as a victim. Cedric knew nothing more then you did about that porkey. He knew that. I'm positive. And did the Diggory's blame you for his death?" Harry shook his head no.
"It wasn't your fault," Sirius said quietly. Harry nodded slightly.
"Sirius, Voldermont's going to kill someone close to me," Harry said quickly. Harry then felt a rush of panic. Right now, the worst one to kill would be Sirius. He was like a father. If Voldermont took Sirius now- Harry would definitely not go on. Sirius wiped away the tears on Harry's cheeks.
"Hey, come on. You aren't actually thinking he might be targeting me, are you?" Harry didn't say anything. Sirius grinned. "He can try, but let me tell you, I'm not going anywhere," Sirius said still grinning. Harry almost let a grin escape his lips.
"You promise?" Sirius ruffled the boy's raven hair and grinned broader is possible.
"No matter what, I'll always be with you," And for the first time since the end of fourth year, Harry smiled.
"You don't always have to be the hero, you know," Sirius said as they stood up off the cold floor. Harry wobbled for a moment before answering Sirius.
"Without heroes, there's no hope, Sirius," Harry said. Sirius slung an arm around the boy.
"But even heroes have to breath sometime," Sirius led Harry to the table where they sat.
It was definitely his time to breath. The question was, would the world let him?
"Harry?" a soft hand laid on Harry's arm and Harry broke away from his thoughts. Sirius was looking at him, concerned.
"I love you, kiddo," Sirius said. Harry felt his heart leap. It was probably the first time he had heard someone say they loved him since his parents died. About 14 years.
"I-" Harry felt some tears fall and he felt completely different then he had a couple of hours ago.
" I love you too, Sirius."
A/N: Wow. OK. Maybe that turkey got to my head, I dunno. But all this crying might be getting to my head. Is there a reason I'm almost crying?? LoL. PLEASE REVIEW!!! I ONLY GOT 4 REVIEWS LAST CHAPTER...IS THIS STORY GETTING WORSE??
Karate Elf: I'm glad you read this story as your first!! Thanks for reviewing.
Sam: Hey again! Please, don't kill Hermoine.....Yet.... Wait until later... you'll see. it is sad, isn't it? Ron and Hermoine are complete morons right now. Ginny is just Ginny. Don't worry, I won't tell her what u said. *wink*.
Weird: Hey! I'm really sorry it's short again.... I'll try and post again this weekend if I can. Glad you still like the story!
: I'm sorry! Didn't mean to confuse you...Hope you keep reading and it answers some of your questions soon!
Disclaimer: *blushes* I've forgotten about these things. *Cough* I own nothing. You know that.
"Cedric's right," he said quietly to himself, "I did kill him." Harry felt his body contract violently with a sob. A small tear fell down his cheek.
He didn't know how long he sat there, sobbing, but what he did know, was he heard somebody coming down the stairs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He quickly and furiously wiped at the tears that stained his cheeks and ran into the shadows. He cursed quietly to himself in anger. How could he have been so stupid? He should have known that someone would hear him or that someone else could have woken up. He should have never taken the chance.
Harry stopped thinking and watched the figure slowly come down the stairs, rubbing their eyes sleepily. He squinted hoping to be able to see who it was. They were looking around, confused as though they had misplaced something. And then they spotted the glass of water that Harry had left on the table.
The person stared at it for a moment, and then reached out a hand and grabbed it. They studied it for a moment and then whipped their head around.
"Lumos," they whispered. Harry had definitely heard that voice before and he cringed. He knew if he found Harry, he would be in deep. They weren't suppose to know he hadn't slept in days.
The light reflected back and Harry saw the desperate face of Remus looking in the shadows for him. Harry took a step back on instinct and immediately wished he hadn't.
He had tripped over a bunch of the twin's pranks they had left lying around. He heard the fake wands turn into chickens behind him and he squeezed his eyes shut. He tumbled down and heard Remus hurry over to him.
Remus looked like he was relieved and angry at the same time. Harry untangled himself from the pranks but didn't say a word. Meanwhile, he heard a bunch of doors begin to open.
"What's going on?" that was Hermoine's voice. Harry stood up and didn't say anything. He backed towards the door to outside slowly, Remus watching him, not blinking.
"Harry-" Remus seemed to be trying to comprehend what was going on. Harry breathed in and out. Remus reached out a hand to touch Harry.
Immediately, alarm bells rang in Harry's head and he backed into the wall loudly and quickly. He heard the people who had woken up hurry down the stairs.
Wide eyed and panicked, Harry looked around at the people filing into the kitchen. They stopped moving at the sight of him and Hermoine lifted a hand to her mouth.
"I'm not going to hurt you Harry," Remus said softly. Harry put his hand behind his back, hand securely on the knob. His hands were shaking horribly and he was thinking up thousands of ways to escape.
He closed his eyes and shook his head. Uncle Vernon. Dudley.
~Flashback~
"Come 'ere, boy. We aren't going to hurt you," those eyes. Those cold gray, merciless eyes bore into his very sole and sucked the life out of them the way the Dementors did.
The loud crack of the whip suggested to Harry that he never trust again.
~end of flashback~
He was whispering softly to himself, nonsense. He heard a faint 'pop' in front of him.
"They aren't here. Stop. No. Please. Can't trust. Gotta get out," he was lost in his thoughts, completely unaware of the old man that stood in front of him and reaching out an ancient hand. But when that hand connected with his skin, Harry jumped into the air and panicked again.
"No more-please. No more. Stop," he was feeling the scars burn all over again. Please, not now.
'Fight it,' a voice said in the back of his head. 'This isn't you. You know these people. They would never hurt you.'
"I have to fight. Not me," Harry snapped open his eyes and looked at Dumbledore questionably. His green eyes full of confusion.
'Nobody'll ever want you boy! You're nothing but useless! Even your parents thought so.' Cold, merciless eyes.
And without any warning, Harry slide down the wall and onto the cold floor. He pulled his knees to his chest and began rocking unsteadily back and forth. He was sobbing like a child and he felt more vulnerable then he had in his entire life. Why was he so weak at this moment? He had been able to keep it all inside before. This was unlike him in so many ways.
'It's Voldermont. He always puts you on the edge and you know it,' said a nasty voice in the back of his head. He was so sick of it all and he cried harder.
'Just leave me alone,' he said in his head.
His body was shaking, rocking back and forth, aware of the many eyes that fell on him. He then felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around Harry and he didn't push them away.
"Harry, come on, buddy. It's OK, now. Everything's going to be OK," Sirius's voice was the only thing that calmed Harry down. He buried his head in Sirius's shoulder, not wanting to move.
"Come on, kiddo. Shh," Sirius was now holding him like a child. Harry could only cry more. Was this what it felt like to know you were loved? So relieved you were with them and away from harm that you cried until the tears wouldn't come anymore? Harry and Sirius sat like that for more then 20 minutes before Harry quieted down and wasn't crying anymore.
Sirius shifted the body so that Harry's face was away from his shoulder. Harry noticed that everyone had left besides Hermoine and Ron.
"Kiddo, you're safe. I swear, you're safe," Harry lifted his eyes towards Sirius and nodded. "Now, what happened?"
Harry lowered his eyes and muttered something. Sirius lifted his chin.
"What was that?" And it was then that Harry saw the tears stains on Sirius' cheeks.
"I had a dream," Harry's voice sounded so soft that Sirius almost missed what he said a second time.
"About Voldermont?" Harry nodded.
"And Cedric. Sirius, he blames me. He hates me. I swear, I really didn't mean to get him killed. But I didn't know- and I should have. It's all my fault," Sirius sighed deeply at the crying Harry.
"Harry, I want you to listen to me. Cedric died at the hands of Voldermont as a victim. Cedric knew nothing more then you did about that porkey. He knew that. I'm positive. And did the Diggory's blame you for his death?" Harry shook his head no.
"It wasn't your fault," Sirius said quietly. Harry nodded slightly.
"Sirius, Voldermont's going to kill someone close to me," Harry said quickly. Harry then felt a rush of panic. Right now, the worst one to kill would be Sirius. He was like a father. If Voldermont took Sirius now- Harry would definitely not go on. Sirius wiped away the tears on Harry's cheeks.
"Hey, come on. You aren't actually thinking he might be targeting me, are you?" Harry didn't say anything. Sirius grinned. "He can try, but let me tell you, I'm not going anywhere," Sirius said still grinning. Harry almost let a grin escape his lips.
"You promise?" Sirius ruffled the boy's raven hair and grinned broader is possible.
"No matter what, I'll always be with you," And for the first time since the end of fourth year, Harry smiled.
"You don't always have to be the hero, you know," Sirius said as they stood up off the cold floor. Harry wobbled for a moment before answering Sirius.
"Without heroes, there's no hope, Sirius," Harry said. Sirius slung an arm around the boy.
"But even heroes have to breath sometime," Sirius led Harry to the table where they sat.
It was definitely his time to breath. The question was, would the world let him?
"Harry?" a soft hand laid on Harry's arm and Harry broke away from his thoughts. Sirius was looking at him, concerned.
"I love you, kiddo," Sirius said. Harry felt his heart leap. It was probably the first time he had heard someone say they loved him since his parents died. About 14 years.
"I-" Harry felt some tears fall and he felt completely different then he had a couple of hours ago.
" I love you too, Sirius."
A/N: Wow. OK. Maybe that turkey got to my head, I dunno. But all this crying might be getting to my head. Is there a reason I'm almost crying?? LoL. PLEASE REVIEW!!! I ONLY GOT 4 REVIEWS LAST CHAPTER...IS THIS STORY GETTING WORSE??
Karate Elf: I'm glad you read this story as your first!! Thanks for reviewing.
Sam: Hey again! Please, don't kill Hermoine.....Yet.... Wait until later... you'll see. it is sad, isn't it? Ron and Hermoine are complete morons right now. Ginny is just Ginny. Don't worry, I won't tell her what u said. *wink*.
Weird: Hey! I'm really sorry it's short again.... I'll try and post again this weekend if I can. Glad you still like the story!
: I'm sorry! Didn't mean to confuse you...Hope you keep reading and it answers some of your questions soon!