Disclaimer: I don't own any of the H.P. characters but the plot
is mine. Have no money......dirt poor.....don't sue.
Summary: Harry is in his sixth year at Hogwarts and he is
plagued with nightmares. The odd thing is that Harry
doesn't remember or didn't experience the
memories. What's going on?
A/N: Sorry it has taken so long for me to post. I t took me
for me to come up with ideas. It is so not easy to bring
someone back from the dead. I am loving all the reviews.
For awhile I thought no one was reading it. Your
questions will be answered ........ eventually. Hope you
like. (P.S. There is a section in here about the prophecy...
It is the same as the story but the knowledge about it is
Different from the story, on purpose, so don't yell at me
For it, thanx.)
Ch.8 (Tangled Lies)
A familiar face stood before Harry. His eyes a pasty blue, ever
changed after death. His hair still as black and straggly as the
first time Harry had met his godfather.
He wasn't like the spirits Harry had seen floating, or haunting,
around Hogwarts. He looked as if he had never been struck be an
'unforgivable' spell. He looked like he was solid. He was human.
"How....you were.....I watched you die." Harry stammered in
between a state of shock and non-believing. "You're not.... not real.
This is just a mirage." Harry let tears fall silently as he stared into the
blue eyes that could not have belonged to Sirius.
"I am no mirage." He spoke softly, just above a whisper. "Your cries
and actions called me here."
"Where were you when I called through the mirror? Where were you when
I wished for you to be alive? Why now...... Why now?" Harry's voice was
separated between heavy, sparatic breathing and his efforts to choke
back the little amount of tears he had left.
"Harry, listen for a minute." Sirius continued speaking in a soft
voice. "Something brought me here......... the only answer is that
something drastic has happened to you."
"The only thing drastic that has happened was you dying and leaving me
here alone. Other than that, I'm absolutely perfect." Harry's voice
echoed around him.
Sirius had the same look, mixed of fear and worry, which Ron and
Hermione had sported the morning before.
"Harry, if I am to be standing here, something isn't right with
you." Sirius took a step towards Harry but, much to his shock, Harry
backed up instead of embracing him. Sirius is caught slightly off
guard but doesn't think much of it. "Harry, why do you not look at
me? With only a quick glance your eyes have not left the ground
before you."
Harry looked up and stared into his godfather's eyes. Sirius
saw Harry's eyes but could not believe his own. He knew why he had
been called from eternal peace. He had to stop the ticking clock
inside Harry or a prophecy would become true.
16 years before...............
"James, why do you doubt what I say? Have I ever lied to you?"
"No, but, I can't believe that our child could be a holder of two
separate fates." James lowered his head then looked into the emerald
eyes of his beautiful wife, Lily.
"Sirius, where did you hear such far-fetched stories?" He asked
his best friend and soon to be godfather of his child.
"Dumbledore and a psychic friend of his. But it is true that
your child and one other hold these two fates within grasp."
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord
approaches........Born to those who have thrice defied him, Born as the
seventh month dies.....And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, But
he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not..... And either must die
at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other
survives......The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be
born as the seventh month dies..."
But that is not the only one having been predicted.
"The birth of the child who has the power to defeat the Dark
Lord draws near. But this child shall not only be the one to rise
against the Dark Lord shall also fall victim to magic himself.
Containing a spark within that cannot awaken unless guilt flows
through the child's blood. The Dark Lord shall mark his equal and
will choose between two of his greatest foes without knowledge of the
consequences of his actions..."
"The similarities are small but important between these two
prophecies. But the real devastation is the one fact that remains
unaltered." Sirius stopped for a sec and let silence seek in.
"Neither can live while the other survives..."
"You said there is another child who fits this description."
Lily looked hopeful that Sirius could find a loophole in this but he
could not.
"Yes, one, but no one knows who it is. Your baby was not even
named but the facts fit and we just put them together."
James wrapped his arm around his wife and comforts her. "Honey, our
boy shall be a normal wizard and will not be the child in these silly
stories." He smiled at her trying to lighten the mood. This didn't
help much but it was something.
3 months later......
"Sirius, we want you to be our secret keeper. The Dark Lord has it
out for us and we need to go into hiding. Do this for me padfoot,
please?"
"Not me, He would suspect that. Have Wormtail be your secret keeper.
He won't expect that." He padded his friends on the back and kissed
his godson on the once unscarred forehead.
"If you insist. I hope to see you soon." James gave Sirius a hug
then wraps his arms around his family.
"Same to you, Prongs." He waved goodbye to his friends for the last
time.
Present..........
"Harry, come sit with me." He motioned for Harry to sit next to him
by the lake.
"Harry, you're more powerful than you think."
"Your point." He replied.
"You really have changed. What happened to the caring, brave, and
loyal wizard I met 3 years ago?" Sirius looked tearful as Harry
responded.
"He died with the two it took to the grave." Harry smiled void of
emotion.
"I came to warn you to watch your ways or you may end up hurting those
closest to you." He got to his feet and braced Harry in a hug before
any resistance could be made.
"Goodbye," He whispered in his ear.
The fire that brought him to life reappeared to take him back to
death. They swallowed him. As quick as he appeared, even quicker was
he gone.
But not just one spirit had been conjured, or escaped, tonight.
Another moved through the night like a summer breeze. Merging with
the first, and most powerful, being in sight.
It wasn't Dumbledore, and the spirit didn't seek out Voldemort, it
merged with an unprepared and unsuspecting
HARRY JAMES POTTER!!!!!!
A/N: Hope this chapter wasn't to confusing. This was mostly
Flashback but it was important. Hoping for more reviews.