Hey all yes I finished chapter six!! HURRAY! I know my readers have been
waiting for it. I plan on updating again as soon as I can, but I don't
think chapter seven will be updated until at least June 23rd to 24th
because for the next week I'll be on a trip for four days and using the
Friday and the weekend to recover. After that I have my graduation (grade 9
yay!) so I wont have much time to write it. But while I'm on my trip I will
spend time writing my story by hand and transferring it when I get back.
There will be tons more surprises ahead and I hope you all keep reading my
story. Make sure you review! Thanks a lot!
Chapter Six
Liz cupped one hand over her mouth and slowly moved back a few steps. Her eyes were wide and she looked horrified by what she had said. Harry was speechless. He didn't know what to do, or what to say. All Harry knew is he had to leave and get as far away as possible. He ran.
"Harry wait! Please Harry! You need to understand!" Liz shouted.
Liz pointed her wand to the door and magically shut it before Harry could escape. Harry tried to open the door and even tried to use 'Alohamora' but he couldn't get the door open. Harry frantically tried to get out, and with exhaustion collapsed on the floor, leaning against the back of the door. Liz made steps toward Harry but he pointed his wand at her.
"Stay away from me, stay away Liz I swear I'll do it."
Liz looked sympathetically at Harry. She held her hand out and took another step toward him. Harry was still breathing hard but kept his wand arm pointed at Liz. Liz took another step.
"Liz don't come closer! I swear Liz I'll hurt you!"
Liz took yet another step and looked Harry deep in the eyes. Harry couldn't bare to look at her. He closed his eyes tight. The next thing he knew Liz was sitting next to him, holding him in her arms. No one had ever done this before; she was treating him like his mother would have.
"Harry, please let me explain." Liz whispered in his ear.
Harry just kept his eyes shut and started to listen to what she had to say.
"Harry, I told you before, after school I went into a dark spot, I became one of Voldermort's top supporters. I was a very dangerous person Harry...I still am. I did things I greatly regret Harry, and many people in the world wish me dead, some even wish that the Dementors performed there kiss when I was sent to Azkaban. Many still think I deserve to be locked away forever. Sometimes I think I should be. I did horrible things Harry, things that will stay in my memory forever. When I threatened to escape away from Voldermort he said he would kill me, but he couldn't do it. Instead he put a curse on me worse then if he had killed me using the Cretaceous spell. He used a spell that hasn't been used in hundreds of years, and because of that, there is no cure. For as long as I live, every person I hurt, every person I have killed, will stay with me forever. I will remember their faces, I will remember the pleasure I got from killing them. Voldermort used it hoping I would come crawling back in need of him. But I didn't, I forced myself to stay away, but after his fall, I was found curled in a cave shivering of cold and bleeding. They took me and shut me up. I had a trial, and when they heard what he did to me, their was much dispute on whether I should be locked up. Some said I would have pain for the rest of my life, and deserved to live in peace, others said I should be locked away because of my need.
Harry opened his eyes, he looked up at Liz. She was no longer looking down at him; her head was staring strait ahead. Silent tears slowly trickling down her cheeks. Harry rested his head on Liz's shoulder, waiting for her to continue.
"Because I remember every time I killed someone, I remembered the feeling and the pleasure I got from doing it. I'm a threat to all around me because of that. The need to kill could consume me, and I could go back to Voldermort, and become his top supporter once again. Some at the ministry think that I am here to hurt other students, and especially you. That's why the Dementors are back, to protect the students and you, from me. To protect everyone around me from dying because of my horrible need. I do not want to kill anyone Harry, but this...this...this curse...when and if it consumes me, I will become as dangerous as Voldermort himself."
Liz silenced. She had said enough, and Harry had understood. He and Liz just sat there for a long time. After a while Liz stood up and went over to her desk. She went into a drawer and took out a small envelope. She took it and helped Harry up. She handed him the envelope. Harry took it and opened it up, he took out a photo.
"It's all of us. James, Remus, Sirius," Liz made a face "Peter and me. It was taken back at school, I think Lily's somewhere in the back ground. Let this be a guide to you when there is darkness all around."
Harry stared into the photo, his dad smiled up at him, but something about the photo was strange, Harry didn't know what, but he needed to find out.
Harry took the photo, and left. He went up to the dromedary and met Ron and Hermione. Hermione was busy reading, while Ron was trying to get her to play chess.
"Hey Ron." Harry called. "I'll play with you."
Ron was delighted. He and Harry played three games before Hermione asked where Harry had been. Harry told them he was talking about Liz. He left out most of the details. They didn't need to know about this yet. Harry also kept his photo a secret. For now, it was for his eyes only.
The next day Harry had Quidditch practice. He was happy to get back onto his firebolt. Harry flew high into the air and in the distance, could see the Dementors gliding around the school. When Harry came lower to the ground he noticed that his team had a spectator. Professor McGonagall had come out and was calling the team over. Harry speed to the ground and got off his broom.
"Harry, I want you back in your dormitory now. It is important that you do not leave it past 6 o'clock. You must stay inside after six. If you are caught out you will have detention for the rest of the year." She then turned and marched back to the castle.
Ron walked over to Harry. "What was all that about?"
Harry told the team to keep practicing and he would go back alone. Ron was hesitant but Harry insisted. Harry walked back to the common room when he heard screaming coming from Liz's Classroom. Harry ran to the end of the hall and listened from outside the door.
"no...no...no...no...NO!! I won't let him... not now...have to warn Dumbledore." Her voice changed. "Stupid pathetic girl you cannot over power me!" it changed back. "I WONT LET YOU! YOU WILL NOT HURT HIM!" It changed back to the evil voice. "Oh yes I will you stupid girl and your going to help me!" It changed yet again. "NO! He has to know what your going to do I have to warn him!" it changed. "You're pathetic! He trusts 'you' and I will pull him closer...and then..." it changed again. "NO! I won't let you do anything! I will not go back to that horrid...AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Liz's high pitch scream fill the air and Harry burst through the door.
"Harry sweet Harry come closer, help me up." Her voice changed. "NO! Harry get away! Get out of here now! Run out the door and don't come back! You have to." It changed to the first raspy voice. "Come Harry help me up, I helped you when you needed it, come help me." The shrill voice was back. "NO HARRY! Run out the door! You must stay away from me! GET AWAY before he..." It changed. "Harry come help me Harry...HARRY! GET OVER AND HELP ME!" the second voice insisted, but the first returned. "HARRY! Please run!" tears began to trickle down her face. "Harry please stay away...don't let me hurt you." Then Liz collapsed on the floor. Harry didn't know what to do but his instinct told him to get away, and get a teacher. He ran and bumped into Snape.
"Professor!"
"What do you want Potter? And learn to look up when you run." His voice drawled.
"Professor, something's happened, I didn't understand but Liz...she..." Snape cut him off.
"Where is she?" He said urgently, as if she was bleeding to death.
"She's in her office, the classroom, she was talking and it was like there was two of her..." But Snape was already off to Liz. He never heard what Harry said.
Harry stood there for a few moments wondering what had happened. Then he aimlessly started to walk towards his dormitory. He went inside and sat on his favorite chair. He decided to take his mind off Liz. He took out his Transfiguration essay and began to work.
Harry was more then halfway through his essay when Hermione walked in. She came over and picked up her beloved cat Crookshanks and sat next to Harry. She immediately began to read what he was writing. She correct some things that Harry did wrong and then sat back and pat Crookshanks. After about another half hour Ron came in covered in mud. Harry's mind had been wandering for a long time; he was deciding whether to tell Ron and Hermione what happened with Liz. In the end he told them what happened. And after talking with them for hours Harry brought down the picture she gave him. He left out the details of what happened when he got it.
Ron and Harry were talking about what was happening to Liz. Hermione hadn't said anything in a long time; she was staring at Harry's picture.
"I'm telling you, she's a spy for You Know Who." Ron insisted.
"I don't think so...maybe she's schizophrenic." Harry said. "It was like she was fighting with herself, or someone in her head."
"What's schizophrenic?"
"It's a kind of muggle condition." Said Hermione, not looking up. "It's a mental thing. You should seriously consider taking Muggle Studies Ron."
Ron just gave Hermione a look.
"Harry have you noticed something in this picture?" Hermione finally asked.
"Not really...it looks normal to me. My dad and his friends look like they do in the other pictures I have of them when they were young. In fact..."
"Exactly." Hermione said. "Liz looks exactly the same now as she does in that picture. And that picture must have been taken years ago. It looks like she hasn't aged in at least 20 years."
Well all that's my story, thanks to all who reviewed my last chapter and just so everyone knows... the more reviews I get the more confidence I get and then I can write faster. I like to know that I have readers who really enjoy this story. I can't wait to hear your reviews and comments! And also I have gotten a few reviews asking questions about what will happen next. Please don't ask then because I do not want to give my story away and spoil it for you! Anything else would be great! Thanks a lot! Bye! And make sure to R&R!
Chapter Six
Liz cupped one hand over her mouth and slowly moved back a few steps. Her eyes were wide and she looked horrified by what she had said. Harry was speechless. He didn't know what to do, or what to say. All Harry knew is he had to leave and get as far away as possible. He ran.
"Harry wait! Please Harry! You need to understand!" Liz shouted.
Liz pointed her wand to the door and magically shut it before Harry could escape. Harry tried to open the door and even tried to use 'Alohamora' but he couldn't get the door open. Harry frantically tried to get out, and with exhaustion collapsed on the floor, leaning against the back of the door. Liz made steps toward Harry but he pointed his wand at her.
"Stay away from me, stay away Liz I swear I'll do it."
Liz looked sympathetically at Harry. She held her hand out and took another step toward him. Harry was still breathing hard but kept his wand arm pointed at Liz. Liz took another step.
"Liz don't come closer! I swear Liz I'll hurt you!"
Liz took yet another step and looked Harry deep in the eyes. Harry couldn't bare to look at her. He closed his eyes tight. The next thing he knew Liz was sitting next to him, holding him in her arms. No one had ever done this before; she was treating him like his mother would have.
"Harry, please let me explain." Liz whispered in his ear.
Harry just kept his eyes shut and started to listen to what she had to say.
"Harry, I told you before, after school I went into a dark spot, I became one of Voldermort's top supporters. I was a very dangerous person Harry...I still am. I did things I greatly regret Harry, and many people in the world wish me dead, some even wish that the Dementors performed there kiss when I was sent to Azkaban. Many still think I deserve to be locked away forever. Sometimes I think I should be. I did horrible things Harry, things that will stay in my memory forever. When I threatened to escape away from Voldermort he said he would kill me, but he couldn't do it. Instead he put a curse on me worse then if he had killed me using the Cretaceous spell. He used a spell that hasn't been used in hundreds of years, and because of that, there is no cure. For as long as I live, every person I hurt, every person I have killed, will stay with me forever. I will remember their faces, I will remember the pleasure I got from killing them. Voldermort used it hoping I would come crawling back in need of him. But I didn't, I forced myself to stay away, but after his fall, I was found curled in a cave shivering of cold and bleeding. They took me and shut me up. I had a trial, and when they heard what he did to me, their was much dispute on whether I should be locked up. Some said I would have pain for the rest of my life, and deserved to live in peace, others said I should be locked away because of my need.
Harry opened his eyes, he looked up at Liz. She was no longer looking down at him; her head was staring strait ahead. Silent tears slowly trickling down her cheeks. Harry rested his head on Liz's shoulder, waiting for her to continue.
"Because I remember every time I killed someone, I remembered the feeling and the pleasure I got from doing it. I'm a threat to all around me because of that. The need to kill could consume me, and I could go back to Voldermort, and become his top supporter once again. Some at the ministry think that I am here to hurt other students, and especially you. That's why the Dementors are back, to protect the students and you, from me. To protect everyone around me from dying because of my horrible need. I do not want to kill anyone Harry, but this...this...this curse...when and if it consumes me, I will become as dangerous as Voldermort himself."
Liz silenced. She had said enough, and Harry had understood. He and Liz just sat there for a long time. After a while Liz stood up and went over to her desk. She went into a drawer and took out a small envelope. She took it and helped Harry up. She handed him the envelope. Harry took it and opened it up, he took out a photo.
"It's all of us. James, Remus, Sirius," Liz made a face "Peter and me. It was taken back at school, I think Lily's somewhere in the back ground. Let this be a guide to you when there is darkness all around."
Harry stared into the photo, his dad smiled up at him, but something about the photo was strange, Harry didn't know what, but he needed to find out.
Harry took the photo, and left. He went up to the dromedary and met Ron and Hermione. Hermione was busy reading, while Ron was trying to get her to play chess.
"Hey Ron." Harry called. "I'll play with you."
Ron was delighted. He and Harry played three games before Hermione asked where Harry had been. Harry told them he was talking about Liz. He left out most of the details. They didn't need to know about this yet. Harry also kept his photo a secret. For now, it was for his eyes only.
The next day Harry had Quidditch practice. He was happy to get back onto his firebolt. Harry flew high into the air and in the distance, could see the Dementors gliding around the school. When Harry came lower to the ground he noticed that his team had a spectator. Professor McGonagall had come out and was calling the team over. Harry speed to the ground and got off his broom.
"Harry, I want you back in your dormitory now. It is important that you do not leave it past 6 o'clock. You must stay inside after six. If you are caught out you will have detention for the rest of the year." She then turned and marched back to the castle.
Ron walked over to Harry. "What was all that about?"
Harry told the team to keep practicing and he would go back alone. Ron was hesitant but Harry insisted. Harry walked back to the common room when he heard screaming coming from Liz's Classroom. Harry ran to the end of the hall and listened from outside the door.
"no...no...no...no...NO!! I won't let him... not now...have to warn Dumbledore." Her voice changed. "Stupid pathetic girl you cannot over power me!" it changed back. "I WONT LET YOU! YOU WILL NOT HURT HIM!" It changed back to the evil voice. "Oh yes I will you stupid girl and your going to help me!" It changed yet again. "NO! He has to know what your going to do I have to warn him!" it changed. "You're pathetic! He trusts 'you' and I will pull him closer...and then..." it changed again. "NO! I won't let you do anything! I will not go back to that horrid...AHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Liz's high pitch scream fill the air and Harry burst through the door.
"Harry sweet Harry come closer, help me up." Her voice changed. "NO! Harry get away! Get out of here now! Run out the door and don't come back! You have to." It changed to the first raspy voice. "Come Harry help me up, I helped you when you needed it, come help me." The shrill voice was back. "NO HARRY! Run out the door! You must stay away from me! GET AWAY before he..." It changed. "Harry come help me Harry...HARRY! GET OVER AND HELP ME!" the second voice insisted, but the first returned. "HARRY! Please run!" tears began to trickle down her face. "Harry please stay away...don't let me hurt you." Then Liz collapsed on the floor. Harry didn't know what to do but his instinct told him to get away, and get a teacher. He ran and bumped into Snape.
"Professor!"
"What do you want Potter? And learn to look up when you run." His voice drawled.
"Professor, something's happened, I didn't understand but Liz...she..." Snape cut him off.
"Where is she?" He said urgently, as if she was bleeding to death.
"She's in her office, the classroom, she was talking and it was like there was two of her..." But Snape was already off to Liz. He never heard what Harry said.
Harry stood there for a few moments wondering what had happened. Then he aimlessly started to walk towards his dormitory. He went inside and sat on his favorite chair. He decided to take his mind off Liz. He took out his Transfiguration essay and began to work.
Harry was more then halfway through his essay when Hermione walked in. She came over and picked up her beloved cat Crookshanks and sat next to Harry. She immediately began to read what he was writing. She correct some things that Harry did wrong and then sat back and pat Crookshanks. After about another half hour Ron came in covered in mud. Harry's mind had been wandering for a long time; he was deciding whether to tell Ron and Hermione what happened with Liz. In the end he told them what happened. And after talking with them for hours Harry brought down the picture she gave him. He left out the details of what happened when he got it.
Ron and Harry were talking about what was happening to Liz. Hermione hadn't said anything in a long time; she was staring at Harry's picture.
"I'm telling you, she's a spy for You Know Who." Ron insisted.
"I don't think so...maybe she's schizophrenic." Harry said. "It was like she was fighting with herself, or someone in her head."
"What's schizophrenic?"
"It's a kind of muggle condition." Said Hermione, not looking up. "It's a mental thing. You should seriously consider taking Muggle Studies Ron."
Ron just gave Hermione a look.
"Harry have you noticed something in this picture?" Hermione finally asked.
"Not really...it looks normal to me. My dad and his friends look like they do in the other pictures I have of them when they were young. In fact..."
"Exactly." Hermione said. "Liz looks exactly the same now as she does in that picture. And that picture must have been taken years ago. It looks like she hasn't aged in at least 20 years."
Well all that's my story, thanks to all who reviewed my last chapter and just so everyone knows... the more reviews I get the more confidence I get and then I can write faster. I like to know that I have readers who really enjoy this story. I can't wait to hear your reviews and comments! And also I have gotten a few reviews asking questions about what will happen next. Please don't ask then because I do not want to give my story away and spoil it for you! Anything else would be great! Thanks a lot! Bye! And make sure to R&R!