Ginny Weasley made her way over to Harry's bedroom and hurried to see if he was all right. She had heard odd sounds that resembled scratching. When she reached the door Ginny knocked.
"Harry, is everything all right?"
There was no reply from inside. She knocked again. "Harry, is you're not coming out, I'm going in."
Ginny turned the handle of the door and slowly entered. Her mouth opened in horror. All along the walls were carvings of the name Erasmus. It was on the floor, bed posts, even the trunk lying at the foot of the bed. She forced herself to go forward and see if he was there.
"Harry?" she whispered hesitantly. "What's going on?" There was nothing at all to see. Ginny didn't like the situation she was in. It wasn't feeling right.
"Harry?"
There was an abrupt sound from the right ahead. Ginny flinched and stood stiff in fright. She wanted to call out his name again but was incapable of doing so. In the darkness she saw his form slivered from the pale moonlight. He pushed the closet door closed and the name Erasmus was etched in manic letter. Ginny was shaking in fear. Harry appeared haunting and evil His cold eyes were barely visible from beneath the shadow of the black hat. He seemed almost unreal in his black robes.
Ginny managed to calm herself and speak clearly. "Harry," she whispered. "What's wrong? I can help you."
His form was oddly relaxed and somewhat poised. She did not expect it when he at last uttered a voice.
"It's too late girl. Potter is no more."
Ginny stared with her eyes wide. "What? Harry, what are you talking about? Is everything okay?"
Harry's body casually walked over to her and smiled. She slowly backed away as he did so.
"Oh, but he squirmed around a bit to be honest, but I had him in the end. He took the coward's way out."
"What do you mean!" she exclaimed. "You're Harry!"
"It doesn't matter who I am," he replied grinning. "What matters now is that things will change. It can begin with you."
Behind his back Ginny saw him pull out a knife. She gave a frightened shriek and turned to run away. Harry grabbed her hair to stab her along the neck, but she twisted out of his grasp as the knife tore off a clump of her red hair. Harry's hat was knocked off his head. As Ginny escaped down the hallways screaming, he simply bent down and neatly set his hat back on his head.
On the way down the stairs, Ginny tripped and fell over the steps. She painfully landed and remained prostate until she realized Harry was only feet away.
"Go away!" she screamed.
Harry flashed a sly smirk and watched her scurry away. Ginny was running down the hallway to the kitchen when a force shoved her onto the carpeted floor. Harry was on top attempting to stab her again. She kicked his leg and crawled away before she suddenly felt a searing pain in the calf of her own leg. Ginny gave an ear-splitting scream and fell onto her stomach.
"Don't be so hard on yourself," Harry said. "It will just make it hurt more."
Ginny wept into the carpet and gave upon moving to escape. She knew that was impossible.
"Ginny!" cried voices. "Is that you?"
"Help!" she shouted. "Please help me!"
People stumbled in. Lupin, Ron, Hermoine, Mrs. Weasley, and Dumbledore. All of them had an expression of disbelief when they saw what was happening.
"Harry," Dumbledore said quietly. "Stand aside."
"Potter does not exist anymore. He was weak and allowed me to take control of him."
The others gasped in alarm but Dumbledore's face flashed in realization.
"Yes," he whispered. "I know about you. Of course, you do not exist. I know why you do what you do."
"I figured you would," Harry remarked. "A man like you knows everything. It is a pity you were not able to keep Harry's mind sane. He me in his delusions."
No one spoke after that, but Harry was no finished.
"If you've managed to realize what I need to do I'm impressed, but I know neither of you will go down without a fight. If so, I am ready."
Dumbledore motioned for Mrs. Weasley and the children to back away. Lupin took his place next to the man and took out his wand.
"Let Ginny go," Dumbledore ordered.
"I have to do this," he replied. "It needs to be done."
Harry swiftly grabbed the girl and tossed her into the kitchen. He rushed to slam the door but Dumbledore leaped through just in time. He tumbled onto the floor and quickly got to his feet. A slam on the door sounded Lupin's collision with it on his pursuit. Harry immediately pointed his wand from his pocket at Dumbledore and, shouted a spell that sent the man flying towards the other wall, and temporarily immobilizing him. Harry could see the panic of his face.
"Open the door!" Lupin shouted.
Harry quietly took the shovel from the hearth of the fireplace. He backed into the wall and glared fiercely at the doorknob.
"Lupin, don't!" Dumbledore shouted.
It was too late. The moment he stormed in Harry swung the shovel and nailed the man squarely in the face. Lupin yelled in pain and flew backwards. Ginny screamed and Harry could hear the others on the other side do the same. Lupin was not able to get up and blood was running down his face as though he had it poured. Harry slammed the door shut again. He was still glaring angrily, but a smile soon covered his face.
"I suppose I'll do it one at a time."
Ginny dragged herself across the floor to escape him but the shovel beat against her back and she collapsed with a scream.
"You're Harry Potter!" she cried. "You're Harry Potter."
He smiled as she reiterated the sentence numerous times in a weak voice.
"Sorry, girl, he can't hear you. I'll be sure to let him know when you're dead." Harry let the shovel drop.
He raised his wand. "Avada Kedav-"
Dumbledore had regained his body movement and toppled Harry over. He kneeled over on his stomach and held his arm across his throat. Harry choked but could not get him off.
Dumbledore raised his wand and shouted a spell that Harry was unfamiliar with. At once his head burst with pain and he squirmed under the man's grip as he screamed.
"What are you doing?"
"Giving you back your sanity Harry."
Dumbledore watched pitifully as he twitched in pain. Only minutes passed when Harry blacked out. Dumbledore examined his unmoving form and woke him up.
"Ennervate."
Harry's eyes opened slowly and he gazed around with frightened eyes.
"Dumbledore, he's going to come back again! I don't want him to come back."
"Harry," he answered. "There is no Erasmus."
"Yes there is!" Harry exclaimed. "He talks to me."
Dumbledore shook his head and pointed his finger at the boy's forehead. "There is no Erasmus, it's all in here. It's all in your head."
"No! You don't see him like I do!"
"Harry! Listen, things have happened to you that drove you insane. You still are. Understand that Erasmus is something that your insanity caused you to see."
Harry curled into a ball on the floor and cried. The headmaster tried to calm him but Harry started talking.
"Sir, I was the one who killed the ministry people and other things but I didn't know I was, I swear. I don't even know what happened now. I'm sorry."
"When you get some help you can overcome these problems. As for not knowing what you've done I understand, but things will never be the same."
Harry looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"Sir, get rid of me. I don't care how, just do it, please."
Dumbledore stared sadly at him. "I cannot do that, Harry. I suggest that you do not attempt yourself. Things will get better, I promise you."
Harry did not reply. As he came to realize that Mrs. Weasley and his friends entered the kitchen he was grateful that Dumbledore stupefied him before he saw their faces.
The End
Got this from Stephen King's "Secret Window, Secret Garden". I changed a little of it. Just thought I'd write about it.
