A/N: Hello!! I'm really really sorry that it took so long! I will try to update sooner! Here is the new chapter, and it's longer as the other! Read and enjoy!

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Big thanks to my beta Evita-beth !!

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Where Truth Lies

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Chapter 3: Motivations

"Our acts, what we do, what we think, all always have a motivation. Something pushes us to act, sometimes unconsciously. When we don't realise what our motivation is, then maybe it is something deeper and more frightening, maybe the source of our acts comes from something or someone else."

Harry stared at the two Death Eaters, eyes wide open with surprise for he hadn't expected this answer. So it was really true, it wasn't just a dream; Voldemort wanted him alive. But why? "He may want to finish me by himself" Harry thought sarcastically. He blinked and shook his head; it was not the time to be sarcastic with himself, or to try to find out what Voldemort wanted. With the corner of his eyes, Harry glanced at the Dursleys analysing the situation he was in. They were utterly scared, and shivering like a leaf. He nearly shook his head with amusement, but instead, redirected his look on Malfoy and Wormtail. Harry stared at them, trying hopelessly to find a way out of this nightmare. He couldn't be trapped, no that was impossible; even if he felt his chest tightened as if someone was holding tightly his heart in his hand.

"Why, you're trapped Potter, " Malfoy said with a smirk, he looked triumphant as did Wormtail. "Don't you even think about escaping, you will come with us like a good boy."

No sooner had Malfoy finished his sentenced, Harry turned on his heels to face the other two Death Eaters. It was time to see how much he had learned.

"Stupefix Multiplica!"

A bright light fused then split in two, to hit the two men. They were thrown back into the wall, with incredibly strength, and sank to the floor unconscious. Harry didn't take the time to check he quickly put a shell around the Dursleys, not wanting them to disturb him whilst he fought. When they heard Harry mutter the spell under his breath, pointing his wand towards them, Dudley fainted with fear. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were paralysed with fright. Ridiculous, really ... And he tried to protect them. He turned quickly to face the two other men, completely taken aback.

"Panix!"

That spell was aimed at Wormtail, it hit him squarely in his chest, he fell to his knees, his whole body shaking.

It wasn't even a dark curse; it just made the opponent confused and lose control over his or her acts for a few minutes. Anyway it wasn't possible for him to learn the Dark Arts how could he have learnt them if he didn't have any Dark Arts books? Harry's wand directed towards Malfoy. However, he was ready for Harry's attack and the spell Harry sent at him missed him. Malfoy ran towards Harry and before he realised it, Lucius had his wand just under Harry's chin. He smiled at him malevolently and said with a soft but dangerous voice:

"Thought you could trick me, did you Potter? You actually thought you could beat Lucius Malfoy? "

Their eyes were locked, boring into each other with glares that could kill. Harry however remained calm, breathing deeply. He didn't fear Malfoy, no. Why would he fear a coward, he was just Voldemort's pet, after all.

"Actually, yes I did. You are nothing more than a Death Eater, who finds it funny to kill people who can't even defend themselves. Just a fool, and a coward."

Malfoy shook with furry; his fists were clenched so tightly that Harry thought he was really beginning hurt himself. Nevertheless, it might not have been very wise for Harry to provoke him, as Lucius clearly had the advantage over him. The Death Eater narrowed his eyes and was on the verge of cursing him into an unconscious sate when Wormtail, who had apparently regained his senses, stopped him with a feeble voice:

"N ... no, Lucius ..."

Malfoy send him a dangerous glare, which shut him up immediately, Wormtail still shaking with fear. Malfoy looked at Harry again, his eyes pouring into Harry's, as if he was trying to read his soul. An evil smile formed on his lips, and he said softly:

"Insolent boy Potter ...  I will make you pay, oh yes, the humiliation ... sending me to Azkaban, insulting me..."

Harry's face was unreadable; he tried to keep all his feelings at bay, while his head was screaming for him to find a way out. He wanted to curse Malfoy, but he knew it was useless, he didn't know enough curses to attack. "Those Defence Against the Dark Arts books should at least teach us some offensive curses!" All he could do now was to stay quiet. He was useless ... again. Malfoy was now ready to curse him.

"Which one will it be, Potter? The cruciatus, or ..."

"The Killing curse..." Harry thought, " ... maybe ... maybe, I will see him again..." Harry closed his eyes, feeling his chest tightened. Why wasn't he afraid of death? For Death will come to him anyway ... For he would have to face Voldemort over and over again and in the end one of them would die.

"Enjoy pain Potter ... Crucio!"

Harry fell to his knees, his wand slipping from his hand and his body shaking uncontrollably. He felt as if daggers were going through his body, and came back again to hit him more and more. His eyes were tightly closed, even if the pain wasn't as bad as when Voldemort sent the curse, it was still so painful. Nevertheless, Harry didn't scream, no. He had endured much worse pain when the snake had possessed him... or maybe he was just going insane. He heard a distant cold voice, which was obviously angry:

"You don't scream, Potter? Want to be brave don't you? Well, maybe another dose of pain? Well, C ... "

Harry heard a small 'Pop'. A voice spoke. A female, cold, appealing voice. Hatred filled Harry; he felt his senses coming slowly back to him, his breathing quickened.

"Bellatrix," Malfoy said clearly annoyed, "what are you doing here? This is my task, not yours. "

"Well, well," she chuckled softly, " you haven't changed, have you? Master does not have complete faith in you, so here I am,"

"I don't need your help! See, he is already unconscious!"

She laughed again.

"Oh yes, baby Potter is unconscious. However Lucius, do you realise what you have done? What will the Master say if he becomes insane, or worse what if he dies?"

Malfoy remained quiet. He was now aware he had let his feelings overcome him, and that was something the Dark Lord hated. Every Death Eater had to know how to control themselves and not let their emotions get in the way of the task at hand. Harry lifted his eyelids slowly; he could see blurred outline of two persons. He blinked a few times, and the faces of Malfoy and Lestrange appeared clearly once more.

"Lucius, I think it's time to go now,"

"Wormtail! Take Potter!" he said, his hand pointing towards Harry. However, Bellatrix raised a hand,

"No, Lucius. The old man is on the way, he knows we are here. He will soon come, with his stupid Order." She said before Lucius could interrupt her.

"And what? The Dark Lord will punish us, if we don't take him!"

"Think Lucius," then added with a whispered that Harry almost couldn't hear. "...Not hurry... boy...come..."

Lucius nodded, though reluctantly, he looked at Harry, and seeing his cold grey eyes the teenager could feel the immense hatred Malfoy held against him. The world around Harry was still balancing oddly; he shook once again his head to clear his mind. When he opened his eyes he saw the most hate-able face a few inches from his own. Harry was shaking with fury. He would have done anything to be able to stand up and curse her, hurt her, to cause her pain beyond what the cruciatus may do. Bellatrix smiled evilly, her wand pointed to Harry, enjoying his helplessness. She did not curse him. No. She approached him and muttered in his ear very softly:

"You don't understand, do you Potter? The Dark Lord has many things to tell you. Has the old man told you all he knows? You will come Potter ... you care too much about your little friends..."

Harry's eyes wide opened fully aware of what she meant. Bellatrix step back still with a satisfied look, and returned to Lucius's side. She said something, but Harry was still too choked to care. Bellatrix moved swiftly over to the two unconscious Death Eaters, while Lucius grabbed Wormtail's arm. She cast a quick look around, and frowned. Then she nodded to Malfoy, they instantly disappeared. The Dursleys were still in shock, and Harry decided it was best to leave them alone, not that he could help them anyway, he couldn't even stand on his own feet, suffering from the pain of the Cruciatus curse.

 Not even a minute after, Harry heard again the sound of many "pops" and  "cracks". He was on alert. What if the Death Eaters had come back? He wouldn't be able to fight, or even defend himself properly. Harry tried with a great effort to reach his wand even though the pain was almost unbearable. A few seconds later he had succeeded. He blinked and realised that someone had already entered the living room. He could only see a blurred face entered the room. Harry shouted with all his remaining strength that was left in him:

"Expelliarmus!"

"Protego!"

"...Damn... missed... luck isn't with me today…" Harry thought closing his eyes as the pain he felt in his whole body became violently worse. He felt a hand on his shoulder trying to wake him out.

"Harry! Harry! Please talk to us! "

"I think I heard someone call my name...still not dead, eh?"

"No, no! Harry!"

"It's alright, he's still alive," said another voice.

"Still? Dumbledore, you've seen his face! Help him! "

"Those ... voices ..."

"... Lupin? Professor Dumbledore?" Harry said weakly, his eyes opening slightly.

"Harry!" cried Remus. "Oh thank God, you're alive!" He hugged Harry tightly, so relieved to find the one he considered as his godson, his best friend's son.

"P... please, can't breathe..."

Remus released him a little ashamed, while Dumbledore was grinning with amusement. Harry shook his head, trying not to collapse into unconsciousness again. There were so many things he wanted to know so many things he didn't understand. Moreover, Harry felt helpless, he thought he could defend himself, but he was still weak. What he had learnt wasn't enough; he had to find a way to be more powerful for his own safety, and for the others. Moony placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, which made him feel slightly better.

"Professor how does it come that Death Eaters could enter the house?"

Dumbledore looked at him sadly, his eyes weren't twinkling as usual, and they show a so tired and old look.

"We will discuss this later, Harry..." he said softly. "First, you need to rest."

Harry was ready to argue with him, Dumbledore still wanted to keep him into ignorance after all that happen! How dared he! But the Headmaster raised a hand to cut him before he could even say a word.

"I will deal with your relatives now, they are still very shocked. Remus, take all Harry's affair, and go with him, please."

Remus nodded, and asked Harry where his trunks were. Harry looked at his aunt, uncle and cousin... his only family. Dumbledore was talking to Petunia, explaining all the facts. She remained quiet, she feared Dumbledore as a matter of fact she feared every wizard. However, Uncle Vernon was shaking with rage, his face a bright red.

"HE won't be living here anymore, the ungrateful brat! You're all freaks; I don't want to hear from you, ever again, never!" he snapped at the headmaster.

Dumbledore's face was calm, and showed no anger. He glanced at Remus and said:

"Remus, I had told you to take Harry, please?"

The man nodded and took Harry's arm.

"Alright Harry. Let's go we have everything."

"But…" Harry began slightly annoyed that Dumbledore had stayed behind with the Dursleys. He knew what it meant. Dumbledore would deal with the Dursley and complied them to accept Harry to come back here again. Why wouldn't he understand that they hated him? Why would he let Harry suffer so much? Because of that stupid blood connection … or maybe something else …

"Come Harry."

"…Yeah…" he said shaking his head as the feeling of helplessness grew inside him.

TBC…

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