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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; I am just using it for the purposes of my plot and am not making any money from it.
Chapter 12: The Wasteland
Ron rushed at Ginny but Harry grabbed him effortlessly and held him in a full nelson. Ron struggled but eventually gave up and tried to slump to the floor but was unable to as Harry's hold stopped him.
"Harry its okay you can let go, I'm calm" Ron admitted defeated.
Ron fell to the floor and started muttering things like bastard, when and I hate my life. But suddenly Ron jumped up and Harry went to grab him but he jumped away and said
"Hey, stop I just wanted to say that at least we still have one good thing to look forward to," And everyone's face lit up except Harry's who had no idea what Ron was talking about.
"What have we got to look forward to?" Harry asked clueless, but everyone just went about their business as though this whole conversation hadn't happened, Harry just shrugged.
Harry wondered off thinking about Max and wondering if he had escaped when He was hit by a blinding pain on his scar, he felt as though his head would split open. Harry, though the pain was excruciating didn't cry out at all through the ordeal and then it was gone.
Harry had just witnessed the end of Max's duel, he lost. Max had sent multiple stunners at Voldemort who had just conjured a mirror that reflected all of them at three times the speed they originally moved at, they struck Max and he fell Voldemort said the killing curse and that was the end of a man that didn't exist.
Harry went up to Ron's room and sat in the corner and cried, weeping at first but crying silently after a while. Half an hour later Harry sat in the corner still, wiping his eyes with his invisibility when the door opened slowly. Harry quickly threw the cloak over himself and retreated further into the corner. It was Hermione and Ron. They started kissing and they fell over the camp bed Harry had been sleeping on and created a loud bang that sounded through the whole house. Ron started looking around but couldn't seem to find what he was looking for and he muttered "where is Harry's cloak". But it was too late Arthur Weasley came bursting into the room wand outstretched. The door hit Harry square in the nose and he had to try very hard not to cry out but no-one noticed.
"What happened?" Arthur asked.
"Nothing Dad, I was looking for my broomstick and I fell over," Ron replied quickly.
"Oh," Arthur said suspiciously. Ron's Dad left and Ron sighed and began kissing again.
Harry slowly got up careful not to make a noise and slipped next door to the bathroom where he took off the invisibility cloak and inspected his nose in the mirror, it was pouring with blood. He looked back and saw a trail of blood coming from the bedroom. "Uh-oh" He thought. With Max Harry hadn't practiced any healing spells and so had to suffer. Harry was halfway down the stairs when he fainted from loss of blood and landed in a heap at the bottom.
Mrs. Weasley came running out of the kitchen and started screaming at the sight of Harry a crumpled, bleeding mess at the bottom of the stairs. She levitated him into the air and onto a stretcher that appeared out of nowhere and moved him onto the sofa in the lounge. Mr. Weasley, Ginny, Ron and Hermione came thumping down the stairs.
In his unconscious state Harry dreamt he was in a derelict wasteland that had hundreds of thousands windows. Harry looked into one and had a shock; Tom Riddle was sitting at a desk in a classroom with a number of other students all in Hogwarts robes. At the front of the class stood at least a fifty years younger Dumbledore with auburn not silver hair. Harry stepped through the window into the classroom as Dumbledore turned into an ice blue wolf with sparkling blue eyes and then back again to an astounding round of applause from everyone but Riddle who looked grumpy. Harry stepped back through into the wasteland; he then walked along looking into all of the windows he passed until he passed one with two Basilisks in it. Harry stepped into the window and took in the scene around him; he was in the chamber of secrets two Basilisks were talking to each other which Harry understood.
"Maaaaassster what do you want me to do?" Said the smaller Basilisk as the larger one transformed into the most feared wizard in the world.
"Nothing for the moment," Voldemort replied in English but the snake nodded its head as though it understood him. Voldemort is an animagus Harry thought worriedly.
Harry climbed back out of the window into the wasteland and saw a hooded figure walking towards him, Voldemort? The alarm bells inside Harry's head so he began to run, but no matter how fast he ran the figure was gaining on him. Eventually Harry stopped and faced the figure, who was less than 10 meters away and still advancing.
"What do you want?" Harry screamed, terrified as the figure closed the gap between them.
"I am the archive," The figure answered "I have record of every living human beings memories, including your own. I do not know how you got here as no-one has breached the gate in a millennia. You must tell me how you got here, or the safety of every living human's memory will be compromised,"
"I don't know how I got here, I passed out from blood loss and woke up here," Harry sighed.
"But you are not in your physical state; you are inside your own mind." The archive informed Harry "Anything that happens to you here though will affect your physical body,"
"Will I remember this?" Harry asked
"No," The Archive replied.
"Do you have a pen?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Yes, do you wish to use it?" The Archive enquired.
Harry just nodded and took the pen that was held out and started writing on his hand. He then returned the pen and asked
"How do I get out of here?" Harry asked excitedly but suddenly woke on a hospital bed.
Harry was then surrounded by voices and looked to the side to find the Weasleys and Hermione who were deep in conversation and didn't realize Harry was awake. With no strength to shout out Harry went back to sleep and slept for another 12 hours.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; I am just using it for the purposes of my plot and am not making any money from it.
Chapter 12: The Wasteland
Ron rushed at Ginny but Harry grabbed him effortlessly and held him in a full nelson. Ron struggled but eventually gave up and tried to slump to the floor but was unable to as Harry's hold stopped him.
"Harry its okay you can let go, I'm calm" Ron admitted defeated.
Ron fell to the floor and started muttering things like bastard, when and I hate my life. But suddenly Ron jumped up and Harry went to grab him but he jumped away and said
"Hey, stop I just wanted to say that at least we still have one good thing to look forward to," And everyone's face lit up except Harry's who had no idea what Ron was talking about.
"What have we got to look forward to?" Harry asked clueless, but everyone just went about their business as though this whole conversation hadn't happened, Harry just shrugged.
Harry wondered off thinking about Max and wondering if he had escaped when He was hit by a blinding pain on his scar, he felt as though his head would split open. Harry, though the pain was excruciating didn't cry out at all through the ordeal and then it was gone.
Harry had just witnessed the end of Max's duel, he lost. Max had sent multiple stunners at Voldemort who had just conjured a mirror that reflected all of them at three times the speed they originally moved at, they struck Max and he fell Voldemort said the killing curse and that was the end of a man that didn't exist.
Harry went up to Ron's room and sat in the corner and cried, weeping at first but crying silently after a while. Half an hour later Harry sat in the corner still, wiping his eyes with his invisibility when the door opened slowly. Harry quickly threw the cloak over himself and retreated further into the corner. It was Hermione and Ron. They started kissing and they fell over the camp bed Harry had been sleeping on and created a loud bang that sounded through the whole house. Ron started looking around but couldn't seem to find what he was looking for and he muttered "where is Harry's cloak". But it was too late Arthur Weasley came bursting into the room wand outstretched. The door hit Harry square in the nose and he had to try very hard not to cry out but no-one noticed.
"What happened?" Arthur asked.
"Nothing Dad, I was looking for my broomstick and I fell over," Ron replied quickly.
"Oh," Arthur said suspiciously. Ron's Dad left and Ron sighed and began kissing again.
Harry slowly got up careful not to make a noise and slipped next door to the bathroom where he took off the invisibility cloak and inspected his nose in the mirror, it was pouring with blood. He looked back and saw a trail of blood coming from the bedroom. "Uh-oh" He thought. With Max Harry hadn't practiced any healing spells and so had to suffer. Harry was halfway down the stairs when he fainted from loss of blood and landed in a heap at the bottom.
Mrs. Weasley came running out of the kitchen and started screaming at the sight of Harry a crumpled, bleeding mess at the bottom of the stairs. She levitated him into the air and onto a stretcher that appeared out of nowhere and moved him onto the sofa in the lounge. Mr. Weasley, Ginny, Ron and Hermione came thumping down the stairs.
In his unconscious state Harry dreamt he was in a derelict wasteland that had hundreds of thousands windows. Harry looked into one and had a shock; Tom Riddle was sitting at a desk in a classroom with a number of other students all in Hogwarts robes. At the front of the class stood at least a fifty years younger Dumbledore with auburn not silver hair. Harry stepped through the window into the classroom as Dumbledore turned into an ice blue wolf with sparkling blue eyes and then back again to an astounding round of applause from everyone but Riddle who looked grumpy. Harry stepped back through into the wasteland; he then walked along looking into all of the windows he passed until he passed one with two Basilisks in it. Harry stepped into the window and took in the scene around him; he was in the chamber of secrets two Basilisks were talking to each other which Harry understood.
"Maaaaassster what do you want me to do?" Said the smaller Basilisk as the larger one transformed into the most feared wizard in the world.
"Nothing for the moment," Voldemort replied in English but the snake nodded its head as though it understood him. Voldemort is an animagus Harry thought worriedly.
Harry climbed back out of the window into the wasteland and saw a hooded figure walking towards him, Voldemort? The alarm bells inside Harry's head so he began to run, but no matter how fast he ran the figure was gaining on him. Eventually Harry stopped and faced the figure, who was less than 10 meters away and still advancing.
"What do you want?" Harry screamed, terrified as the figure closed the gap between them.
"I am the archive," The figure answered "I have record of every living human beings memories, including your own. I do not know how you got here as no-one has breached the gate in a millennia. You must tell me how you got here, or the safety of every living human's memory will be compromised,"
"I don't know how I got here, I passed out from blood loss and woke up here," Harry sighed.
"But you are not in your physical state; you are inside your own mind." The archive informed Harry "Anything that happens to you here though will affect your physical body,"
"Will I remember this?" Harry asked
"No," The Archive replied.
"Do you have a pen?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Yes, do you wish to use it?" The Archive enquired.
Harry just nodded and took the pen that was held out and started writing on his hand. He then returned the pen and asked
"How do I get out of here?" Harry asked excitedly but suddenly woke on a hospital bed.
Harry was then surrounded by voices and looked to the side to find the Weasleys and Hermione who were deep in conversation and didn't realize Harry was awake. With no strength to shout out Harry went back to sleep and slept for another 12 hours.