The New Me
Chapter 7
The Imperius Curse
Damien walked down a hallway on the fifth floor. He walked past Ron and shoved him. Ron's eyes narrowed. He spun around with his wand in his hand and shouted "Reducto!"
Damien turned just in time to see the light flying at him. He tried to move, but he wasn't fast enough. The spell hit him right in the chest. Damien flew back and hit a metal pole. CRACK! The cracking sound echoed around the deserted hallway. Damien painfully pulled up his broken right arm to examine. It looked like it was snapped right in half. Damien groaned, and slumped back on the floor. There was nothing he could do now. Ron swaggered over, grabbed Damien's shirt collar, and pulled him up. Somehow, he held him up to the ceiling and shouted a spell to tie him to the pillar. He made sure he was in the most lacerating position he could. He took his wand and snapped it. He let the phoenix feather fall out of either side. Ron's eyes widened, but he kept going. Damien suddenly realized what was going on. Imperius Curse.
"Ron!" He yelled, "Ron, fight it! You can!" Ron looked up at him; his eyes had a pleading and apologetic look in them. He then walked back to the other side of the corridor. He raised his wand and opened his mouth to shout a spell. "Actus Ager!" Damien started spinning around maniacally. Then Ron said the one word that the Harry inside of Damien thought he would never say,
"Crucio!" The echo of his voice that was filled with hate ricocheted off the walls; making the pain Damien was feeling ten times worse. Damien was struggling with his bonds, trying to get free without causing even more pain. It was also very hard to ignore the fact that he was spinning around the pillar at about 120 mph. That, plus the pain made Damien throw up almost 9 times in a row, before Ron took off the curses and laughed schizophrenically.
"That hurt, didn't it? Well its not over yet."
Damien moaned painfully. Any more curses and he thought he would pass out. Ron grinned and yelled his next choice.
"Lacarnum Inflamore!" Damien hung there, looking at the incoming flame. A tear fell from his cheek and it hit the ground. All this happened very quickly, and soon Damien was enveloped in flames. His screams of pain only lasted a few minutes before the flame wore out. Ron looked from the tear to him. He had severe burns all over his body, and he had bruises in top of those burns. He had a broken arm, plus some broken fingers, ribs, and a leg. He was in the worst shape Ron had ever seen. He looked down at his wand, using his own free will. He noticed and shot his head up
"I'm sor-!" he started before he was reinstated to the curse. The controller forced Ron's head back down. He looked at his wand. He had done this. It was all his fault. Then he understood. He understood how Harry had felt last year after the 3rd Task. Except he hadn't actually done it, he was just watching. He still blamed himself though. Just like Ron now. He wasn't really doing it, he was being controlled. He had even broken his wand. That was unforgivable. His head was forced to look up. He held up his wand. He tried to stop it, but his controller made him fire the most powerful curse he could without killing him. Ron, trying desperately to not yell the most powerful Crutatious Curse he could, but the controller's power was too great. Ron did manage to change the curse though.
"REDUCTO!!!" He yelled. The spell hit the pillar and broke it. The spell was so powerful, though, that it blasted the pillar right through the wall! The curse was lifted, and Ron ran to the hole to try to catch him. It was too late. The pillar had hit the ground, Damien under it. A flock of students whom were in the middle of a Herbology class came running over. The teacher ran inside to fetch Dumbledore. Ron fainted.
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Damien opened his eyes. He looked around the room. How odd, did Madame Pomfrey do some redecorating? The usually white walls were now blue, and the cabinets were gone. Hmm, he'd have to ask her. Just then, Dumbledore walked in, followed by three boys he had never seen before.
He opened his mouth "What's going on, Professor?" he then brought his hand up to his mouth, surprised at his accent.
Dumbledore frowned, "I was hoping you could tell me that. What's the last thing you remember?"
"Umm…Gryffindor tower burning," He said intently.
Dumbledore nodded gravely, the boys in the back looking questioningly at each other. "It's just as I feared, you've had a concussion and developed amnesia."
Damien looked horrified, "That can't happen. The 'Famous Harry Potter' can't develop amnesia!" The two boys in the back looked at him in disbelief. Damien glared at them menacingly.
"Now, Damien, you don't mind if I ask you a few questions?" Dumbledore asked.
"Only if I can ask a few first," he answered. Dumbledore nodded.
"First, why'd you call me Damien?"
Dumbledore smiled, "I thought you were him. Harry, I need to tell you something. You are in your sixth year at Beaxabatons. You ran away last year, and now you have met new friends. Do you remember their names?"
Damien brought his legs up to his chest, and then closed his eyes. "D-de-devera? Devan?" Dumbledore smiled.
"Yes, this is Devan. Do you recognize him?" Damien stared at him. Then his eyebrows shot up.
"Yea! I met you after falling from the sky!" Devan smiled
"A broom, actually." Damien sniggered.
"And you two are B-Ben and Eddie! You like Quodpot, and there's another one…Debbie! She's always carrying a notebook!"
Dumbledore nodded, and asked another question "Do you know why you're in here?"
Damien scrunched up his eyes and thought about it. Then he opened them. His eyes narrowed. "Weasley…"
Dumbledore nodded, but continued, "We have received information that he was being controlled by the Imperius curse. We also gave him Venturaserum, and he said the same."
Damien nodded, and then he jumped. "Where's my wand?" He asked
Devan and Ben looked at each other uncertainly.
"Guys?" He asked ambiguously.
Devan shrugged, and his eyes screwed up in a weird fashion, he brought out his two hands, with one piece of wand in each fist.
Damien started shaking. "My wand…"
Dumbledore stepped in. "Don't worry, Damien, we'll go to Ollivanders…"
Damien nodded, and looked inside. He had just remembered Ron breaking his wand and dumping out the pieces. The phoenix feather had been replaced.
"Professor? Do you think I could get a glass case to keep this in?"
Dumbledore nodded.
"Also, can we ask Fawkes for another feather?"
Dumbledore smiled. "Of course."
***
Damien followed Dumbledore down Diagon Alley. Ben, Eddie, and Devan were next to him. He was holding a phoenix feather in his right arm. Technically, it was his wand, except it wasn't wooden. The five men entered Ollivanders, and Mr. Ollivander came walking out of the next room. He looked at the boys and then acknowledged all of them.
"Professor Dumbledore, Harry, and…"
"Ben."
"Eddie."
"Devan."
"How'd you know it was me?" Damien abruptly asked.
"My boy, no charm can fool a wand-maker."
Damien nodded as though he understood, albeit he didn't. He handed Mr. Ollivander the phoenix feather, and he went back to the back room. He got the same wood as Damien's old wand, and brought it out to make.
"Well, Mr. Potter, or whatever you call yourself now-,"
"Seeking, Damien Seeking.'
"-Seeking, no one has seen you around lately,"
"Why should I let them see me if their just going to abuse me?" Damien turned away, so none of the people would see the tears in his eyes.
"Ah, I see your point. Well, it's nothing to get all huffed up about. Here is your new wand."
He handed Damien a brand new wand, holly and phoenix feather, just like his old wand.
"The wood is even from the same tree," Mr. Ollivander said, "a replica of your old wand,"
Damien smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Ollivander."
"Oh, stop with the 'Mr. Ollivander' stuff, your practically a grown-up, call me Ollie, every one does."
"Okay, Mr. - I mean Ollie…" Ollie smiled as the five left.
"Professor, could we go drop in on the Dursley's? I want to see if they've changed at all."
Dumbledore smiled, then started laughing, "Of course, lad, I'm sure you miss them a lot."
Damien laughed, "Yea right!"
Devan, Eddie, and Ben looked at each other, confused. Damien laughed at their looks.
"Don't worry, guys, it'll be fun!" The three boys shrugged at each other, and then nodded. Damien raced off in the distance, smiling blithely. Dumbledore raised his eyes, that was the first time he had seen Harry/Damien since the 3rd Task. He shivered, and then apparated to the Leaky Caldron to beat them all there.
(Just in case anyone was wondering, Damien had a potion to help his amnesia. Dumbledore also knew who Damien was since he was dueling Ron ((in the Eating Room)))
Fin.
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