NOTE: This is a sequel, the other Story is Harry Potter: Ignorance is Bliss. I won't stop you from reading this, but things will seem a bit confusing if you haven't read the other one. So Enjoy and remember to review, it's a balm for my insecurities (lol).

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2. Harry Potter: Everything Falls Apart

Chapter One

Bring On The Pain

It began with a scream, a scream of a woman dying. It chilled Harry down his spine, snapping his eyes wide open, and sending a torrent of sweat down his body. The horrible scream continued, a wail of a woman dying to protect her only child.

Tears ran down Harry's face, he shuddered and groaned. Then they all came roaring back into his mind, fresh, sharp, and terribly painful.

A small child sitting quietly in a cupboard under the stairs, wondering why he was always locked within it and how long would it be before they allowed him back out. Callous cursing and punching by Dudley as he got in his way. Night after night of crying and wishing he had a real home, parents, the intense ache within him to be held, for someone to say they loved him, and to be tucked into bed and know he was home.

Scenes began flashing, sharp and painfully clear. Old memories were flayed open, old scars ripped apart and fresh pain bleeding from them. A monster growing out from the back of a man's head. A terrible creature whose only goal was immortality and power. The coursing fear that filled him as he denied the creature its goal.

A great snake with the power to kill with a look. A frantic fight to stop a monster than had already taken control of one person he knew. The pain and coursing of poison through his veins, the thought of dying and failing.

A young man lying sightless in a graveyard, the chilling voice of a monster being reborn crawling through his senses. The betrayal of a man who he though he could trust, a man who he had thought of as a friend.

Then there was Sirius. The memories seared through Harry's mind. The original hate, the anger, then the friendship, and the love. The only person only person who wanted nothing but his safety and gave everything for it, including his life.

Harry doubled over, sobbing. The pain all came back, the lost, the intense longing for the presence of friend and a father. His breath came in dry heaving gasps, his eyes stared at nothing, and every healed scar, every covered pain was torn open and Harry faced every moment of pain and hurt in his life all over again and all at once.

Darkness came for him, but it did not bring relief.