Chapter Thirty-Five
Never
"Harry, Neville come on, we'll miss the train." Seri said, leading the way through the crowd. People patted her on the back whispering "Black" at her. They got on the train just before it pulled out.
They found an empty compartment in the very back, and not wanting to find Hermione and Ron and explain what happened, Harry stayed with Neville and Seri.
"Go ahead." Seri said, defeated.
"What was that about?" Harry asked quickly.
"He's remembering when my mum left for Italy. right before she had me." Seri said, thumbing her thumbs.
"Why did she go to Italy?" Neville asked.
"To have me. Sirius never knew." Seri directed at Neville.
"Why not?"
"Shut up Neville!" Harry snapped.
"I was just asking." Neville said, turning pink.
"It's okay Harry." Seri said tonelessly, "I think you both need to know the truth."
"What truth?" Harry asked.
As though ignoring him Seri looked at Neville. "I have something to tell you."
"What.."
"Seri not now." Harry pleaded.
"No, he deserves to know." Seri said sternly. "Neville there was a prophecy."
"I know, the one I dropped in the Department of Mysteries." Neville said brightly.
"No, you don't know." Seri said sadly. "You remember what the ball read."
"Of course, Lord Vol. you know. and Harry Potter." Neville replied. Seri looked at him as though trying to tell him something. "Oh, wait and Harry Potter had a question mark on it."
"EXACTLY!" Seri cried, shaking the pains of the window.
"I don't get it."
"Geez," Harry said, throwing his hands in the air. "The prophecy was that a boy born on July 31st to parents who were part of the Order of Phoenix would be the down fall of the Dark Lord."
"Oh. ri-ight." Neville said nodding. "Hold on, were my parents members of the Order?"
Seri nodded sadly.
"Then me!?!" Neville said breathlessly.
"Could have been." Harry started.
"No, Harry, should have been." Seri said sadly.
"What?" Harry and Neville said together. Harry more surprised and Neville more hurt.
"Harry, I think it's time you new the truth." Seri said.
"Finally!" Harry said sarcastically.
Seri shook her head. "The reason my mom didn't take hold and tell Sirius I was his daughter was because.." She pressed her lips together. "Because I shouldn't have been born."
"Excuse me?" Neville said softly.
"The night." Seri kinda smirked and shrugged, "Sirius and James were supposed to die. My mum saw that and she didn't want to let Sirius go."
"Oh," Harry said sadly. No wonder Seri was so hard on herself, she wasn't suppose to be walking, breathing. she was never meant to be. "Did you say Sirius AND James."
Seri winced and nodded. "Peter was going to show his true colors that night and kill them both when they weren't excepting it. Remus had disappeared into Romania because of the Dark Order."
"Soo.. I wasn't." Harry was breathless, his lungs were collapsing. no, he was imagining it.
"You weren't supposed to be born either Harry." Seri said, a tear rolling down her cheek. "You see when something ripples in what is supposed to happen then everything messes up. When I was born and Sirius and James didn't die. that added new figures into the world. Neville was supposed to be that boy, but that wouldn't work anymore, so it became you. it became the heir of Gryffindor."
Harry took a deep breath, a deep breath of someone trying their hardest not to have a mental melt down or start to cry. He wasn't supposed to be born. What would happen if he hadn't been born? Maybe if Voldemort went after Neville like he was supposed to than none of this would be happening. Maybe it would have been over that Halloween night.
"Harry, have you ever noticed how nothing goods really happens to you on Halloween?"
Harry thought of this. the troll, the Chamber of Secrets, the Fat Lady's flight, the goblet spitting out his name. and of course the night his parents died and the night he got his famous scar. "Yeah." He said.
"If you think about it, it takes nine months for a baby to grow inside their mum right." Seri said.
"Ew, I don't want to hear this!" Harry said.
"No, listen. so if you go back nine months from you birthday. you were technically conceived on October 31st." Seri said matter-of-factly.
"Point being?"
"The reason Halloweens are never good for you is because that is the day fate got messed up. the night you messed up fate."
Harry's mind was throbbing. No, this couldn't be true. Of course he was meant to be born, he's standing here isn't he. But it was slowly sinking in like a knife to his heart. It pinched his nerves and his make his eyes swell. The bottom had dropped out of his world and he was falling endlessly into darkness. Maybe Seri was right, maybe he didn't want to know this.
"Seri. how do you know fate got messed up?" Neville said shyly. "It could still be me."
"No," Harry said off the wall. "It said that the Dark Lord would mark the boy as his equal." Harry lifted his bangs to show his scar.
Neville looked at him quickly and turned away.
"Neville, could you do me a favor." Seri said kindly. "Go and tell Ron and Hermione this. I'm sure Harry doesn't want to repeat it but wants them to know." Seri looked at Harry and Harry nodded slightly. "Go on Neville."
"Alright. I'll do it." Neville said, looking at Harry one more quick time with beady eyes, then hurrying form the box, shutting the door with a sharp snap.
"How did this all happen?" Harry said slowly, as though counting his words.
"Because of me. you see when life is given to someone, you and me, out of fate design, and then lives have to be taken. Your dad died because he was supposed to die from the beginning and you mum died in sacrifice to you."
"I still don't get it. Why didn't Sirius die? And what about someone dieing for you?"
"My mum died to save me that night in the alley. She was my sacrifice." Seri sighed slowly. "And Peter was supposed to die also."
"Who?"
"Your mum. She was going to track him down and kill him."
"But Peter is still alive." Harry said slowly.
"The reason Sirius isn't dead is because you and I sacrificed our life to save him." Seri said.
"But we didn't die."
"Because we are the ripple in fate." Seri said, grinning.
"And Peter?"
"His mum sacrificed for him that day in the Ministry."
Harry felt his eyes widen. It all made sense, everything she was saying was true.
"Are you okay?" Seri said, touching his upper arm.
Harry nodded slightly.
"There is one more thing I want to tell you."
"What?" Harry said slightly.
"The friendship between Slytherin and Gryffindor was one that will never be matched and one that will never be again."
"What?"
"You will find out soon Harry, but just know, you have a power no one knows of. you don't even know it."
Harry tilted his head and stared at her.
Seri whipped her eyes and straightened her hair. "I need to check on Mark."
There was a knock on the door.
"Harry." Hermione popped her head in the door.
"Are you okay?" Ron said pushing the door wider open.
Seri stood, nodded at Harry affectionately and then left.
"Neville told us."
".you must feel terrible."
".never supposed to be born."
".never supposed to be anything."
"I don't want to talk about it." Harry said hastily.
"Well, then we have something we do want to talk about. Something that might take you mind off all this." Hermione said, removing a piece of parchment from her robes.
"What's this?"
"Well we were talking and thinking about what Sirius told us about Voldemort on the way here." Hermione said, rereading her notes.
"It's either a very odd condescendence or it means something." Ron said looking over Hermione's shoulder.
"After Neville told us what Seri said, it filled in the blankets." Hermione added, putting the parchment in front of his face.
Neatly written by bullets were dates and events. At first Harry scanned though it. it made no sense. But he read it.
1970- Voldemort begins to gain power - Bill was born 1972- Voldemort gets followers and becomes a real threat; Order starts - Charlie was born 1975- ? -Percy was born 1978- fate was changed; Seri was born; Sirius and James didn't die -Fred and George were born 1980- Harry was born; fate changed -Ron was born 1981- Down fall of Voldemort -Ginny was born
"What does all this mean?" Harry said.
"That my family has something to do with everything that happens." Ron said on edge.
"Why don't you have anything for Percy?"
Hermione gave Ron and sideways glance. "That's the year your parents graduated from school. You know how you told us Remus said they all left fight? Well, I bet, that's when Peter became a Death Eater."
Harry looked at her. "And you thought of this all by yourself?"
"Well actually, Ron did. and Charlie said something." Hermione told him sweetly. "The only thing to really figure out is where Mark comes in this."
"Mark?" Harry questioned.
"Well, remember the sorting hat said something about "another Weasley" maybe he didn't mean like blood.it might have meant Mark or Mark's birthday has something to do with all this." Hermione said hushly.
"Harry, Neville come on, we'll miss the train." Seri said, leading the way through the crowd. People patted her on the back whispering "Black" at her. They got on the train just before it pulled out.
They found an empty compartment in the very back, and not wanting to find Hermione and Ron and explain what happened, Harry stayed with Neville and Seri.
"Go ahead." Seri said, defeated.
"What was that about?" Harry asked quickly.
"He's remembering when my mum left for Italy. right before she had me." Seri said, thumbing her thumbs.
"Why did she go to Italy?" Neville asked.
"To have me. Sirius never knew." Seri directed at Neville.
"Why not?"
"Shut up Neville!" Harry snapped.
"I was just asking." Neville said, turning pink.
"It's okay Harry." Seri said tonelessly, "I think you both need to know the truth."
"What truth?" Harry asked.
As though ignoring him Seri looked at Neville. "I have something to tell you."
"What.."
"Seri not now." Harry pleaded.
"No, he deserves to know." Seri said sternly. "Neville there was a prophecy."
"I know, the one I dropped in the Department of Mysteries." Neville said brightly.
"No, you don't know." Seri said sadly. "You remember what the ball read."
"Of course, Lord Vol. you know. and Harry Potter." Neville replied. Seri looked at him as though trying to tell him something. "Oh, wait and Harry Potter had a question mark on it."
"EXACTLY!" Seri cried, shaking the pains of the window.
"I don't get it."
"Geez," Harry said, throwing his hands in the air. "The prophecy was that a boy born on July 31st to parents who were part of the Order of Phoenix would be the down fall of the Dark Lord."
"Oh. ri-ight." Neville said nodding. "Hold on, were my parents members of the Order?"
Seri nodded sadly.
"Then me!?!" Neville said breathlessly.
"Could have been." Harry started.
"No, Harry, should have been." Seri said sadly.
"What?" Harry and Neville said together. Harry more surprised and Neville more hurt.
"Harry, I think it's time you new the truth." Seri said.
"Finally!" Harry said sarcastically.
Seri shook her head. "The reason my mom didn't take hold and tell Sirius I was his daughter was because.." She pressed her lips together. "Because I shouldn't have been born."
"Excuse me?" Neville said softly.
"The night." Seri kinda smirked and shrugged, "Sirius and James were supposed to die. My mum saw that and she didn't want to let Sirius go."
"Oh," Harry said sadly. No wonder Seri was so hard on herself, she wasn't suppose to be walking, breathing. she was never meant to be. "Did you say Sirius AND James."
Seri winced and nodded. "Peter was going to show his true colors that night and kill them both when they weren't excepting it. Remus had disappeared into Romania because of the Dark Order."
"Soo.. I wasn't." Harry was breathless, his lungs were collapsing. no, he was imagining it.
"You weren't supposed to be born either Harry." Seri said, a tear rolling down her cheek. "You see when something ripples in what is supposed to happen then everything messes up. When I was born and Sirius and James didn't die. that added new figures into the world. Neville was supposed to be that boy, but that wouldn't work anymore, so it became you. it became the heir of Gryffindor."
Harry took a deep breath, a deep breath of someone trying their hardest not to have a mental melt down or start to cry. He wasn't supposed to be born. What would happen if he hadn't been born? Maybe if Voldemort went after Neville like he was supposed to than none of this would be happening. Maybe it would have been over that Halloween night.
"Harry, have you ever noticed how nothing goods really happens to you on Halloween?"
Harry thought of this. the troll, the Chamber of Secrets, the Fat Lady's flight, the goblet spitting out his name. and of course the night his parents died and the night he got his famous scar. "Yeah." He said.
"If you think about it, it takes nine months for a baby to grow inside their mum right." Seri said.
"Ew, I don't want to hear this!" Harry said.
"No, listen. so if you go back nine months from you birthday. you were technically conceived on October 31st." Seri said matter-of-factly.
"Point being?"
"The reason Halloweens are never good for you is because that is the day fate got messed up. the night you messed up fate."
Harry's mind was throbbing. No, this couldn't be true. Of course he was meant to be born, he's standing here isn't he. But it was slowly sinking in like a knife to his heart. It pinched his nerves and his make his eyes swell. The bottom had dropped out of his world and he was falling endlessly into darkness. Maybe Seri was right, maybe he didn't want to know this.
"Seri. how do you know fate got messed up?" Neville said shyly. "It could still be me."
"No," Harry said off the wall. "It said that the Dark Lord would mark the boy as his equal." Harry lifted his bangs to show his scar.
Neville looked at him quickly and turned away.
"Neville, could you do me a favor." Seri said kindly. "Go and tell Ron and Hermione this. I'm sure Harry doesn't want to repeat it but wants them to know." Seri looked at Harry and Harry nodded slightly. "Go on Neville."
"Alright. I'll do it." Neville said, looking at Harry one more quick time with beady eyes, then hurrying form the box, shutting the door with a sharp snap.
"How did this all happen?" Harry said slowly, as though counting his words.
"Because of me. you see when life is given to someone, you and me, out of fate design, and then lives have to be taken. Your dad died because he was supposed to die from the beginning and you mum died in sacrifice to you."
"I still don't get it. Why didn't Sirius die? And what about someone dieing for you?"
"My mum died to save me that night in the alley. She was my sacrifice." Seri sighed slowly. "And Peter was supposed to die also."
"Who?"
"Your mum. She was going to track him down and kill him."
"But Peter is still alive." Harry said slowly.
"The reason Sirius isn't dead is because you and I sacrificed our life to save him." Seri said.
"But we didn't die."
"Because we are the ripple in fate." Seri said, grinning.
"And Peter?"
"His mum sacrificed for him that day in the Ministry."
Harry felt his eyes widen. It all made sense, everything she was saying was true.
"Are you okay?" Seri said, touching his upper arm.
Harry nodded slightly.
"There is one more thing I want to tell you."
"What?" Harry said slightly.
"The friendship between Slytherin and Gryffindor was one that will never be matched and one that will never be again."
"What?"
"You will find out soon Harry, but just know, you have a power no one knows of. you don't even know it."
Harry tilted his head and stared at her.
Seri whipped her eyes and straightened her hair. "I need to check on Mark."
There was a knock on the door.
"Harry." Hermione popped her head in the door.
"Are you okay?" Ron said pushing the door wider open.
Seri stood, nodded at Harry affectionately and then left.
"Neville told us."
".you must feel terrible."
".never supposed to be born."
".never supposed to be anything."
"I don't want to talk about it." Harry said hastily.
"Well, then we have something we do want to talk about. Something that might take you mind off all this." Hermione said, removing a piece of parchment from her robes.
"What's this?"
"Well we were talking and thinking about what Sirius told us about Voldemort on the way here." Hermione said, rereading her notes.
"It's either a very odd condescendence or it means something." Ron said looking over Hermione's shoulder.
"After Neville told us what Seri said, it filled in the blankets." Hermione added, putting the parchment in front of his face.
Neatly written by bullets were dates and events. At first Harry scanned though it. it made no sense. But he read it.
1970- Voldemort begins to gain power - Bill was born 1972- Voldemort gets followers and becomes a real threat; Order starts - Charlie was born 1975- ? -Percy was born 1978- fate was changed; Seri was born; Sirius and James didn't die -Fred and George were born 1980- Harry was born; fate changed -Ron was born 1981- Down fall of Voldemort -Ginny was born
"What does all this mean?" Harry said.
"That my family has something to do with everything that happens." Ron said on edge.
"Why don't you have anything for Percy?"
Hermione gave Ron and sideways glance. "That's the year your parents graduated from school. You know how you told us Remus said they all left fight? Well, I bet, that's when Peter became a Death Eater."
Harry looked at her. "And you thought of this all by yourself?"
"Well actually, Ron did. and Charlie said something." Hermione told him sweetly. "The only thing to really figure out is where Mark comes in this."
"Mark?" Harry questioned.
"Well, remember the sorting hat said something about "another Weasley" maybe he didn't mean like blood.it might have meant Mark or Mark's birthday has something to do with all this." Hermione said hushly.