REVELATIONS

That night, Achilles was called to Dumbledore's office. When he entered, he found that the Order was there too. Apparently, they had just finished their meeting. He casually walked in and made himself at home.

'I'm glad that you made a quick recovery Achilles.'

'Thanks.'

'You seem distracted,' Dumbledore said, looking at Achilles, 'You want to tell me about it?'

'I was just… thinking about the coma I was in.'

'And?' Dumbledore said.

'My parents appeared, both of them,' Achilles said simply.

'Voldermort was there?'

'Yeah… He said a lot of things… Like he's going to win, everyone's gonna die and Harry will hate me and stuff… And the Order will never trust me,' he glanced at the Order and continued, 'You know… stuff's that full of shit when it comes out of his mouth.'

'Albus, we don't want to interrupt but what did Achilles meant by us not trusting him?' Arthur Weasley said.

Dumbledore looked towards Achilles who had already risen from his seat, walking towards the door.

'Achilles, you can't hide forever. It's time you told them. Minerva, kindly bring Harry and the rest here.' Upon hearing that, Achilles froze.

Within a few minutes, Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna and the Jedis were seated in Dumbledore's office, together with the Order.

'What's going on?' Ron asked.

'Have we done anything wrong?' Harry asked.

'Don't worry, you're not in trouble,' Dumbledore said. Achilles glared at Dumbledore.

'Achilles?' Harry asked.

'Why don't you tell them?' Achilles sneered.

'You owe this explanation to Harry, Achilles.'

'Look, all you need to know is that I'll never join the dark side. That's done, leave it that way.'

'You can't hide forever Achilles…'

'I don't plan to Professor,' Achilles snapped.

'I want to know what's going on!' Harry shouted.

'Achilles…'

Achilles turned to Harry and said, 'Harry, whatever that I say here, I just want you to know that you can always trust me. Ok?'

'Yeah, sure,' Harry answered, wondering what happened.

Achilles took in a deep breath, 'I… I'm your brother, your half brother.'

'What! Are you serious! Cool! I always wanted a brother, I didn't think it turned out to be you,' Harry said excitedly.

'You don't understand Harry. James is not my father but Lily is my mother. I… My father… My father is Tom Marvolo Riddle a.k.a. Voldermort.' By then, tears was flowing down Achilles's eyes.

'It's not true right Albus?' Questions started coming at the Headmaster, even some of the Jedis were shocked. Harry, however, was stunned.

Dumbledore took over from there and explained to them.

'Before Harry was born and Lily was married to James, she wed Tom Riddle and bored him a son, Achilles. A Prophecy was heard at that time, concerning Achilles. It was said that he could bring the rise or downfall of Dark Arts. Lily realized that it was her son so she came to me. I hid the child from Voldermort and Lily wed James, giving birth to Harry. There, another prophecy was heard about the boy bringing down the Dark Arts. So when Voldermort heard about his son's and Harry's fates, he hunted them down, desperately wanting his son and Harry's death.'

'Out of anger, he killed James and Lily but Harry survived. Now, Voldermort knows that Achilles is not dead as he assumed at that time. This time he wants Achilles back and now that he has returned to power, he'll go to extreme measures to get Achilles.'

'I don't want to be here, I'm leaving now!' Harry stood up and left the room, tears flowing down his face. His friends quickly ran after him, including the Jedis.

'How do we know that Achilles doesn't turn his back on us?' Moody asked.

'Yeah, his father is the Dark Lord, he might follow his footsteps, being arrogant, powerful and all,' another supported.

Achilles felt his anger and his blood boiled.

'I've had enough! Many of you say that I'm arrogant and may follow in my father's footsteps but what made me into what I am now is your dear Dumbledore here,' Achilles pointed at Dumbledore.

'I feel like I'm a prize, a weapon, an object. I'm only wanted for my powers and not for who I am. Just because I'm powerful and Voldermort's son, you all treat me like dirt. You trust Snape when he's a death eater but you don't trust me! It isn't fair! You think that my life is great because I'm all powerful but here's the truth. All my life, I was with Dumbledore but I was never loved, never felt what's like to love and be loved. Harry here is Lily Evan's son and so am I but because she made a mistake and went with Voldermort at first, I'm like an experiment gone wrong. Why can't you see me for who I am, not by the name Riddle which has cursed my life?'

'When my father was young, he was arrogant, but what made him arrogant? He was never loved. His father left him and his mother; she died while giving birth to him. He never experience love! I'm not saying that we all should sympathize Voldermort but the fact that he was never loved, made him cold, hard, arrogant and dark. Harry on the other hand never experience love but when he entered the wizarding world, he was loved by all of you. I think you'll admit that you loved him more than your own child right? I just want to be loved, and only until recently, did I feel that kind of love.'

'Now I know how Patroclus feels, always trying so hard to prove himself to me, just like I am to you,' Achilles let a tear drop from his eyes and walked to the door, 'In my dream, Voldermort was having a conversation with me, trying to make me join him but I refused. He said, "You will be free from Dumbledore",' Achilles opened the door and said his final words before leaving, 'And to think I said to Voldermort, "Dumbledore is a better father than you'll ever be". Huh! I guess I was being stupid and naive at that time.' The door closed behind Achilles.

That night, Achilles was sitting on the roof of the Gryffindor Tower, looking up to the skies, 'I'm so sorry mum. I'm not strong enough.' Achilles stood up and shouted to the skies, letting all his anger and hatred out, leaving space for peacefulness. The winds howled and a storm was formed outside. The storm was pretty bad as it lasted the whole night. Everyone turned up their heaters to keep warm.

'Briseis no! You can't go out in this storm!' Sam persuaded.

'I have to… Achilles is out there! I know he is…' Briseis cried on his shoulder.

'Briseis… don't… Achilles is a big boy… He'll take care of himself.'