Chapter 8

The next morning Harry went down to the kitchen extremely early. He figured he might as well go down when his friends won't be up since he hadn't been able to sleep all night. The pain in his scar was just starting to go away. As Harry approached the kitchen door he heard voices. They sounded worried. When he pushed the door open the conversation stopped. Mr. Weasley, Tonks and Lupin all stared at Harry.

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"Nothing." Mr. Weasley said trying to lie. He wasn't a very good liar.

"Don't lie. My scar was on fire last night, NOW I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED!" Harry roared. This brought Fred, George and Mrs. Weasley into the kitchen.

"What's with all the yelling Harry?" Fred asked sleepily.

"Yeah, it's only six in the morning. Way to early to be up let alone yelling." George said as he and Fred helped themselves to breakfast.

"I. Want. To. See. The. Paper." Harry said forcing himself to calm down.

"Harry dear, why do you want to see the paper?" Mrs. Weasley asked as she read the front page over her husbands shoulder.

"The question is why don't any of you want me to see the paper?" Harry asked back.

Lupin gave in. He had seen James and Lily get like this on numerous occasions and had learned it was best to just let them have what they wanted. He silently passed the Prophet to Harry who nodded his thanks. Harry paled as he started to read the article.

First Muggle Town Attacked

Late last night muggle London was attacked.
You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters attacked
at about midnight. Their main focus was on
apartment buildings (buildings where muggle
families rent small homes.).
About a dozen muggles were killed and many
more injured. You-Know-Who and his followers
disapparated as Aurors' arrived at the scene.
Before the Ministry preformed memory charms
on the muggles, they managed to get some infor-
mation. It seems that You-Know-Who and his Death
Eaters said this continually as they were blowing
things up. 'This is your warning Harry Potter. You
will not survive.' For more information on the
Boy-Who-Lived turn to page five.

Harry put the paper down shaking with fear and rage. He could feel everyone at the table staring at him. He wanted to leave but couldn't move. He was about to break down and cry but he forced himself not to. He couldn't have anyone at this table think he was weak.

"This happened because of me. Everything happens because of me." Harry thought.

"Are you alright Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"I'm bloody perfect." Harry said sarcastically. "What do you think? I just found out I'm the reason Voldemort," Everyone but Lupin shuddered. "attacked London last night. How am I supposed to feel?"

"Harry it's not your fault." Tonks said.

"Like Hell it isn't. You don't understand the warning he gave me. Voldemort is starting out with people I don't know to make an impact on the world then he's going to start attacking everyone of you. Now do you understand why I want you to stay away from me? I've already lost three people who meant a lot to me and I don't intend to lose more." Harry finished as he ran out of the room.

"Remus why did you give him the paper?" Mrs. Weasley asked angrily.

"Because it wouldn't have done any good hiding it from him Molly. You heard what Dumbledore said last night. Harry knows he has to kill Voldemort or be killed by him. He's sixteen and deserves to be treated like an adult." Lupin answered.

"He has to act like an adult all the time Remus. He deserves to be a normal child too." Mrs. Weasley replied as everyone else in the kitchen watched the argument.

"Harry does deserve to be a normal child but that is never going to happen. Especially now that Sirius is dead. Harry doesn't want to be treated like a child. He's been through to much to even know what being a normal child feels like. Now if you'll excuse me I need to go try and talk to him." Lupin said as he left the kitchen.

Lupin stopped in front of Harry's door. He tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge.

"He's locked it." Lupin thought as he took out his wand, pointed it at the door and said. "Alohomora!" Lupin tried to open the door again but it still wouldn't budge. "Harry it's just me." Lupin called through the door.

"Go away." Harry answered. "I don't want anyone near me."

"So that's why the door won't open." Lupin thought. "I can stand out here and yell and get your friends attention or you can open the door and we can talk privately." Lupin said.

"Fine." Harry answered and the door opened on it's on accord.

Lupin entered the room and the door closed behind him. He looked around and saw Harry lying in bed surrounded by what seemed like a thousand pillows. Lupin walked over and sat down in a chair next to Harry's bed.

"Harry how many times am I going to have to tell you that nothing Voldemort does is your fault?" Lupin asked. Harry didn't answer. "Voldemort attacked London last night because he finds it enjoyable to kill muggles." Lupin said.

"How many people are going to have to die before I kill him?" Harry asked.

"I honestly don't know." Lupin answered.

"I'm the only person that can kill Voldemort and he knows it. So before killing me he's going to make sure that he kills everyone I know. What's the point of killing him if there's nobody left afterward?" Harry asked.

"Harry he's not going to kill us." Lupin answered.

"You don't know that." Harry responded. "I know here to try and cheer me up but it's not working. The only person who could cheer me up right now is dead." Harry said as he turned his back to Lupin.

Lupin got up and left. He knew there was no use trying to talk to Harry anymore. Lupin knew that as much as he wanted Sirius back it was nothing compared to how much Harry wanted his godfather back.

"If he would only let me in I would try to fill that gap in his life." Lupin thought without much hope.