CHAPTER 5

Achilles immediately went into the hospital wing and much to his surprise, Harry was awake.

'You're awake.'

'Yeah.'

'That's good. Do you think Promfrey could let you out early?'

'Yeah… she said he could go now if there is nothing else,' Sam replied.

Achilles nodded and they walked out of the Hospital wing.

'Cousin, what time is it now?'

'About an hour to lunch. Why?'

'Shh… I hear something…a metal claw… Pettigrew! He's somewhere in this castle, gather the rest and get him! Sam, alert the staff and bring all the students to their common room. Shut the castle doors and passage ways.'

They nodded and quickly did their job. Achilles transformed into a large black lion and began sniffing the rat. Soon, he was joined by other lions. They split up and hunted for the rat until Rave spoke to hi through their minds. Achilles, Pettigrew's in the Gryffindor Common Room! Without thinking twice, he sped off to the Common room to find Pettigrew holding a knife to Harry's neck.

'Don't come any nearer or Harry gets it! You too Achilles, step back or Harry goes!'

'What is it that Voldermort wants?' Achilles asked calmly.

'Why of course my prince! He wants his dear old son back.'

'Don't join him!' Harry shouted.

'Then Harry meets his parents!' Pettigrew laughed his manic laughter.

'Expellarmius!' Achilles screamed.

Peter was thrown back a few feet. Sammie and Sam quickly grabbed Harry making sure he's alright while Achilles punched Pettigrew and held him by the throat against the wall. He then let him drop and proceed to kick him but was held back by Jon, Rave, Sam, Sammie and Patroclus.

'We have him Achilles, worry about Harry now. Jon and Rave will handle Pettigrew,' Sam said.

'That bastard! He killed James, my mother, Sirius and now he tried to kill Harry! You Bastard!' Achilles shouted and tried to kick him while they tried to hold him back.

'Achilles, please, stop… I'm fine now…' Harry said weakly.

Achilles immediately stopped and rushed to Harry. Jon and Rave tied Pettigrew up in blinding magical ropes and locked him in a room.

'Emili, can you take care of Harry?' Sammie asked his girlfriend.

'No problem. Achilles? He will be fine, don't worry.'

He nodded and followed Emili and Briseis to their quarters. That night was the first night Achilles had a dream. It was about Voldermort.

'Achilles, my son! Join me! And glory will be yours!'

'No! I'll never join you!'

'You will join me! You have no choice. It's in your blood… Potter and the rest will die one by one……'

Those words echoed in Achilles's head. He woke up to find himself sweating. He stood up and took a cloth and covered from his hip onwards as he usually slept naked. He went to his bathroom and washed his face but noticed the kitchen lights on.

He walked to the kitchen and saw Briseis raiding the kitchen. She turned around and got a shock when she saw Achilles standing with his arms folded leaning against the wall smiling at her body. She was only wearing her sports bra and panties.

'What are you doing here!' She shouted as Achilles slowly walked towards her.

'Don't you know that there are people who are trying to sleep at this hour?' Achilles said softly.

'I do know that! Why are you up anyway?'

'The elves haven't put food in our kitchen yet. Are you hungry?' Achilles asked.

'What do you think I'm doing then!?' She whispered.

'Ok,ok… Come to my room in 5 minutes.'

Achilles disappeared to the kitchen and asked for Dobby and Winky. They helped him to prepare food for Briseis in his room. 5 minutes later, Briseis came into the room and saw there were a lot of food set on the table.

'Where did you get it?'

'The elves decided to restock our kitchen,' Achilles laughed.

Briseis quickly sat down and piled her plate with tonnes of food.

She must be really hungry Achilles thought. Briseis stopped eating and said, 'Hey! I heard that…'

'Sorry, I thought you were busy eating that you might have forgot about your ability to hear thoughts,' Achilles teased.

'Argh!! That's it… You're gonna get it Achilles!' Briseis aimed a pillow at him but he dodged it, laughing. He waved his hands and the food disappeared to the kitchen while Briseis tried to hit him with a pillow. He tackled her from behind and she fell onto the bed, him on top of her. Their eyes met as Achilles slowly bend his head to kiss her.

Soon, Briseis was resting against Achilles torso.

'Do you hate me still?' Achilles asked softly.

'You were arrogant and had a foul temper, of course I hated that!' Briseis continued, 'But then again, that was why I liked you.'

'I can't love anyone… I will bring harm to those whom I love. I was born for this to happen. I'm sorry,' Achilles got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

'Achilles, what did Pettigrew meant by Voldermort wanting his son back?' Briseis asked.

Achilles sighed and began explaining to Briseis, 'A lot of people think that Harry is the only son to James and Lily Potter which is correct but before Lily went out with James Potter, she went out with Tom Marvolo Riddle,' Briseis gasped, knowing that Tom was Voldermort, 'At that time, Tom wasn't that bad yet but he was arrogant and self-centered.'

'Lily went to live with him and bore him a son. Coincidentally, a prophecy was made that the son could determine the fate of the Dark Arts. She began to realize that it was her son. At that time, her son was already 4 years old. She sought Dumbledore for help. Dumbledore hid the child and Lily married James Potter. On Halloween when Harry was a year old, Voldermort already heard the prophecy about Harry and his son so he hunted for Lily and James Potter. Lily pleaded with him not to hurt Harry but Voldermort was ruthless. He killed Lily and James but failed to kill Harry.'

'But what about the son? What happened to him?' Briseis asked.

'The son will now be 20 years old, the same age as us. He's still alive.'

'But Achilles, what do you have to do with Voldermort's son?'

Achilles looked up to Briseis slowly, 'I am Voldermort's son.'

Briseis turned pale 'No… It can't be… This is one of Rave's joke right?'

'It's true Briseis. Only Sam, Patroclus, you, Dumbledore and Voldermort knows. You have to trust me, I'll never join the dark side.'

'I don't know… I don't know anymore… I have to go…' Briseis left the room hastily.

Achilles slumped down on the couch and stared into his ceiling which was charmed to look like the sky at night. He snapped his fingers and a few bottles of fire whisky appeared. He went to his trunk and opened it. It had seven compartments whereby they were doors to different places. He went into the night scenery and sat down on the field. The shy was filled with shooting stars and normal stars. He usually went there as it was nice, quiet and peaceful. It was a place where he could get away from all worries. He drank a few bottles of fire whisky admiring the stars which took the shapes of people and animals, before he went of to a quiet, peaceful sleep.