"Harry, I know you miss them but you have to stop moping." Said Ron

"That's easy for you to say," he snapped, "you new your family" Harry got up and stormed off.

. All he could think about was how he had killed Sirius. If it weren't for stupid voldamort he would have parents. His family was lost because of him. It was his entire fault. He came to a stop in front of dumbledore's office. 'Why did I go here' he asked himself. He remembered the question he wanted to ask the headmaster. He muttered the password and went up and knocked on the door.

"Come in," said the dumbledore. He went in side.

"Mr. potter how may I help you?' he asked.

"Well...um I was um wondering if uh my parents left anything behind." He asked. He felt a lump in his thought. He fell very embarrassed.

"Ah, I see. I'm sorry but no, I am allowing you the prilvage to use the restricted section. There are some books that might help you get through this."

Harry trudged down the walk way towards the lake when some one knocked him out.

This next part may get confusing it will make sense later on just keep reading. R&R.

Harry woke up with his hands bound and his wand across the room. He couldn't see for the darkness, but he new he was in a dungeon. He struggled with the chains on his hands. He needed to concentrate. He could call his wand, but before he could do a thing he blacked out.

HERMIONIES POV

I was reading a book on time travel theories, (I had been fascinated with it since 3d year.)When I saw Harry walk in. he was a horrific site his skin was pail, his robes swallowed him, and he wobbled when he walked. He had huge black bags under his eyes. They had faded away after the battle. I started to walk over to him.

"Hello Harry" I said. He just glared at me

"What's wrong" I couldn't finish because he had turned and started to walk towards the forbidden section I followed. I had permission to be there. I acted like I was looking for a book. He took one from the shelf I glimpsed the cover helping the dead and dieing. My eyes widened I grabbed his wriest but pulled away his skin was ice.

"Harry are you dieing "I choked out

"NO I've just want my parents," he said.

"Harry I can help" I said. He wiped around and grabbed my throught.

"Tell Me," he hissed.

"Let go" he tightened his grip and pointed his wand at me.

"Tell me now you mudblood filth." He said. I looked at his silver eyes. Wait his eyes aren't silver?

"Your not Harry" I said

"Very good mudblood." He said