Chapter 2: Visions of a Stranger

forgetting about most the vision things went about normally for Harry until the night before his

birthday. As Harry went to sleep because of and especially exhausting day of chores. Not that Harry was

complaining the manual labor seemed to be helping Harry develop a little muscle and proper meals are

allowing him to grow a bit he was now at where he should be for his age, but still with incredibly messy jet

black hair and green eyes that seemed to hold innocence now filled with grief and anger. As Harry breathing

slowed and he slipped into dreams he failed to practice occlomacy and therefore open to anything, but he

wasn't ready for what he watched next. Harry stood there watching scenes unfold and saw the same teen

that didn't seem much older being whipped by a whip like curse like the one Hermione was hit with in the

Department of Mysteries. His flesh peeling off while he worked with tools shaping what seemed to be his

bone into what appeared a rather long wand which he was now carving runes that he'd didn't know the

meaning of around the handle. Watching him finish the strange teem cut his wrist and allowed the blood to

drip across the length of the odd looking wand. Watching the wound close itself the teen brought out four

bottles. One of the bottles was an acidic yellowish liquid which he put dots on certain points on the wand.

The liquid hissed as it hit the blood and bone but instead of eating thru it absorbed a little of the blood

and mixed in with the bone. The second bottle contained pearly white liquid that reminded him of phoenix

tears. The liquid was dropped in the same spots as the liquid before, but instead of hissing it glowed slightly

with the blood and also absorbed into the bone. The third bottle seemed to be unmistakably unicorn blood.

He put four drops where it predecessors were and the bloods seem to battle and swirl into a purple

concoction that then absorbed into the bone. The final liquid was something he'd never seen before it seemed

to have no color but all at once and none. He placed the drops like the others and all his blood then

absorbed into the bone wand. with that he put the wand a ways away before taking a large flash and pouring

the leftover all together inside of it the mixture seemed to bubble, smoke, and glow while giving off light that

seemed to be fear inducing and completely soothing using the wand to stir it he pulled our his want which

glowed for a second before pointing the wand at his other wrist he muttered a curse and his blood poured

into the flask causing the mixture to turn a colure of while that had black mist coming off of it and with one

motion downed it all. At first Harry hadn't understood what was going on but at that moment though he

couldn't hear it he could tell he was in the most pain of his life and for the first time he felt that scream tear

thru him. At that Harry woke up in a silent scream shaking all over. Not only did his scar hurt his entire

body hurt. Sitting up still shaking he walked silently to the bathroom and cooled his flush face with cold

water. walking back to his room feeling slightly better he noticed a large and slightly annoyed barn owl

knocking at his window, Harry walked over to it to let it in, but to notice five others waiting with packages

as well.