We want everyone to think the same Because you know what you know is right And you feel what you can't ignore And you try so hard to point the blame A shame- what are we doin' this for? The cause- we're just doing it for the cause The cause- we're just doing it for the cause -NoFx: The Cause

Across the Veil

Chapter 5

"What do you have today, Harry?" Ron asked through a mouthful of pancakes.

"Er- I got a Double period of Potions... And then in the afternoon I have A double period of Transfiguration," Harry replied. He rubbed his scar. "And I don't know what's wrong with this thing... It's been like prickling since last night... And it just feels weird... I don't know... It just never did this before." Harry looked to see Hermione sitting down at the Gryffindor table, "What do you have Hermione?" Harry asked her.

"Oh, yes, well I have, Potions like you, I see, and then Transfiguration like you, of coarse. Ron you should really be an Auror... go and see McGongall... She'll give you the same class-" Hermione was cut off. The bell rang signaling the beginning of their first class. They bid Ron fair well and headed toward the dungeons.

They stopped at the potion classroom door and stepped in the quince of students waiting to enter.

"Well, Well, Potter, had visions lately?" Draco said walking up behind them, with a smirk glued to his face.

He knows! Harry thought to himself. "No." Harry lied.

"Liar... The dark lord knows, Potter..."

"Knows what exactly, Malfoy?" Harry said, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

"You know what I mean... Or maybe you are really that thick... Let me give you a hint... S-C-A-R, get it?"

"What about my scar?" Harry said quickly, not thinking about what he was saying.

"Hmm... Lets think..." Draco said in mock-thought, "A, how it hurts when you're near him, feeling powerful emotion or having a vision about him... B, he knows he can get into your mind-" Harry cut him off.

"I know he can get into my mind... he did it last year. How come you know my scar hurts whenever he's near me?" Harry asked.

"Just remember, Potter... He knows!" Draco said then walked into the room.

"Git," Hermione muttered as they started into the dungeon...

Which changed alot... it was now well lit, and no longer looked depressing... there no longer was the jars of strange things hovering along the walls, but extra Cauldrons and books... There were about ten long tables five on each side, each going a step higher in elevation. The floors were no longer stones, but oak wood and the walls were pearly white. There were five burners with cauldrons on them at each table. The Gryffindors were sitting on the left side of the room while the Slytherins were on the right...

Harry saw Malfoy roll up his right sleeve and made it so that Harry could see it. It was red, like a scar... But as Harry was looking on it, he saw the past... He could still see the present though....

"Give me your arm, Wormtail," Said Voldemort, lazily.

"Thank you, master, thank you," Wormtail said extending the bleeding stump.

"The other on Wormtail," Voldemort replied. Wormtail extended his left arm and Voldemort pushed his robes past his elbow... Wormtail gave a fresh sob. Voldemort touched the dark mark with the tip of his long white finger....

"Damn it," Harry said... his scar searing with pain, Harry looked to see Malfoy had a look of pain on his face, more so fear...

"Today class," Tonks said as she walked out of her office... her hair was now short and black with blonde tips... she was wearing a long black robe with "Minerstry of Magic, Auror," written on the sleeve in gold letters. She wore a suit looking shirt under it with a black tie, with the Minerstry of Magic crest pinned to it. "We'll be starting work on Polly Juice Potion, This will take about the first four months, and then we'll be starting on a potion, for those who wish to become an animigus. But of coarse Professor McGongall will get more into that with you. Then we'll work on other morphing potions, raise your hands, how many of you are in here to become Aurors?" Tonks asked brightly.

Harry raised his hand, hesitating, and he saw that about 95% of the class had their hands raised too...

"Ok, hands down. Today anyway like I already said, we'll begin work on the Poly Juice Potion. The ingredients are on the board;" she pointed to the board where there were the ingredients that they'd need for today. "And instructions will be on the paper I pass out in a few minutes. Please get your ingredients and then sit back down."

The class got up and then walked and picked up all of his ingredients and then sat back down quietly. He put his things in his cauldron and then picked up his bag, it was almost time to leave.

"Oh yes, before class is finished, we have an assignment... I want everyone to write five inches of parchment about the effects of the Polly Juice Potion." Tonks said then sat down behind her desk.

As they walked up to the Great Hall for lunch Harry said to Hermione, "Tell Lupin that I'm sick... I'm not going to Defense against the Dark Arts.... I'll be by later to see what I need to do, because I don't feel good again. And no, I'm not going to the hospital wing... Madam Pomfrey probably couldn't do anything for me anyway. It's my scar that's been making me not feel good."

"Harry well you should do something... ask Dumbledore, he should know." Harry just nodded.

"I'll go and talk to Dumbledore, ok?" Harry said and then shook his head barely, and then Harry fell to his knees and closed his eyes in pain. "Get Dumbledore..." Harry said and then passed out.

***

"Harry," he heard a voice it seemed distant yet close at the same time. He opened his eyes and saw Sirius there.

"S-Sirius?" Harry stuttered.

"Yes, I can only be here for a while though, then you have to go back. They need you," by they he meant Dumbledore and the Wizarding community.

"But- Am I dead, too?" Harry asked confused.

"Yes, but you can go back to your functional body," Sirius said.

"But Dumbledore said there's no spell that can bring back the dead," Harry muttered quietly.

"Yes, we can't go back, but if you know you have to, you can... It's hard to explain, really... But since your proper body wasn't destroyed or anything, like mine or your mother and father's, you can come back... and your mother and father didn't give up their lives for you to die, without leaving everyone with something they'll remember."

"But, I don't want to go back... I was suffering back on Earth, like my scar kept hurting..." Harry said. And there was no one pointing at his scar. And no one seemed to see him except for Sirius.

"You have to go back, Harry, don't you see? You must conquer Voldemort... or it will be the end for everyone on Earth." Sirius said.

"I understand," Harry said, quietly.

***

"Harry," he heard Dumbledore say quietly. He heard him turn and then say to Ron and Hermione, "Sorry... He's dead."

"No..." Ron said quietly.

Harry opened his eyes barley, all the shapes were blurry, he tried to talk, but he couldn't. He felt heavy... one of the blurry shapes walked over toward him.

"Harry James Potter," Dumbledore replied softly. "He looked so much like James, I can't believe it..." Harry opened his eyes further. "You're alive?" Dumbledore said quietly.

"Er-" Harry said quietly. Hermione let out a joyous shriek and Ron smiled.

Dumbledore gazed into Harry's eyes. Which were no longer green, but hazel, like his dad's. And his scar was no longer red it just now was pearly white.

Dumbledore stood and walked out of the hospital wing and he noticed that he had his glasses on. He took them off and saw that he could see perfect.

Cho walked in and then shrieked, "Harry, you're OK!"

"Yeah," He said, he looked at her and she ran over to him and launched herself on to the bed and embracing Harry in a hug.

"Harry, I'm so sorry about last year. I shouldn't have brought up Cedric," she said and then kissed him on the cheek.

"Cho, do you want to go to Hogsmead with me on Halloween?" Harry asked her.

"Oh, Yes!" Cho said happily. She kissed him on the cheek and then walked out of the hospital wing humming to herself happily.

"So you and Cho are speaking again, I see," Hermione said, smirking.

"Er- I guess so," Harry said smiling.

"Potter, I want you to stay here for the next few days, to make sure you're fit to go. It shouldn't be more then three days... Ms. Granger, could you bring Mr. Potter's homework to him daily?" Madam Pomfrey said who had just walked out of her office and stopped behind Hermione.

"Sure, Madam Pomfrey" Hermione said and sat on the bed to the right of Harry's.

Madam Pomfrey walked into her office and closed her door.

"Hermione," Harry said urgently, "When, I supposeivly died... I-I saw Sirius..."

"You-You, saw Sirius?" Ron repeated quietly.

"Yeah, he- well he told me that if I died everyone on Earth, is going to die... Voldemort would conquer all... and something like, they need me... I think he meant us, like the good, it just... messed with me... and I think there was something that wasn't spoken... Something that I had to do... like to stop Voldemort...."

"Weird..." Ron muttered.

"You know what's even weirder? Sirius told me the reason I could come back was because I have unfinished business... Like with Voldemort... but he couldn't come back because he doesn't have a body to come back to... I wish he would come back though." Harry looked to the floor.

"It's OK Harry..." Hermione said and there came a loud yelp coming from somewhere beneath them. And then a Dumbledore followed by Professor McGongall came into the hospital wing in a rushed manor.

"Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger please tell the Gryffindors to go and use the shoot. Mr. Potter please go to your common room. There has been an attack by Voldemort... Mr. Creevey was taken by the Dark Lord."