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Recreant
Chapter 2
By Robbly
"Potter."
Ron spat out the name like a swear word. The prisoner didn't move.
"You fucking bastard."
His eyes paused, narrowed with hostility.
"How fucking could you? You're a fucking half-blood yourself. You killed 2,576 in that fucking massacre alone. You killed Ginny."
A scream came from Harry and he scratched at his eyes, his nails left little red lines in their wake. The dementors hungrily moved closer trying to get into the bars. Potter screamed again. Tears threatened the Auror as memories of his sister flooded him but he held them back.
"You killed Ginny, you killed Cho, and you almost killed Hermione for fucks sake. She was one of your fucking best friends! You killed thirty other Hogwarts students, eleven from Gryffindor, your own fucking house Potter. You bloody bastard. You should have been a fucking Slytherin."
A feeble sob came from the wretched figure.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
He cried out, pain indisputably evident in the boy as he curled up tighter.
"You should be fucking sorry. That was only in the fucking massacre. You killed thousands Potter. You injured thousands more. You're sorry? Why don't you goddamn tell that the all your victim's relatives. All their friends, everybody who cared about anybody you hurt. Tell it to the wall Potter because that's the only thing that will care. Sorry won't bring them back. Sorry won't numb the hurt. Sorry won't numb the betrayal. Sorry won't do it Potter."
Ron was snarling behind his words and Harry was openly crying, his shaking shoulders making the fact all too evident. Small shrieks erupted from his clawed face as memories and visions flooded him. The only thing Ron felt was added disgust and rage. His words quickened openly showing his feelings.
"You know how many people I mourned Potter? I mourned the innocents. I mourned the victims. I mourned the men, the women, the elderly and the children. I mourned the wizards and the muggles. I mourned for everybody Potter & there was 1 person I mourned for on top of that. I mourned for Harry. The Harry who was my best friend at Hogwarts for 5 years, the Harry who cared for me, who cared for Sirius, for Dumbledore, for Hermione, for Ginny, for Gryffindor, for Hogwarts, for my family, for everybody. I mourned for the Harry who cared."
He paused letting his temper dwindle to a state where he was still intelligible. A dangerous calm showed through his tone causing a shudder to flow down Harry's back.
"But I will never. Ever. Ever. Mourn for you."
He gathered his thoughts, through clenched teeth he hissed.
"You know who you betrayed Potter? That's right BETRAYED."
He took a sadistic pleasure on the remorse and pain emitted by the boy-who-lived, who was currently tearing at his hair as he moaned writing on the floor.
"You betrayed us all. You betrayed Dumbledore, Ginny, Hermione, Me, My mother, my family, Lupin, Gryffindor, Cho, Cedric, everybody at Hogwarts, and everybody who cared for you. Most of all you betrayed Sirius & your parents. The three of them all died for you Harry. We all cared Potter, and you betrayed us all."
He paused again. As more moans and shrieks were emitted from Harry's body. The boy was in a tight curled ball rocking back and forth his teeth clenched tightly babbling,
"Stop. Please stop. I can't take it. I don't want to remember. I'm sorry! Why can't you understand I'm sorry!"
Ron ignored him and continued
"After everything we went through. After everything. After the chamber of fucking secrets, after Cedric, after the stupid stone, after your childhood, after your parents sacrifice,"
This caused a great cry of pain to rise out of Harry along with a babble of apologetic words punctuated with sobs and shrieks.
"After Sirius,"
Another cry of pain followed by yelps came out of the feeble body possessed by the boy who lived now dripping blood in some places.
"After everything everybody has done for you. You betrayed us."
Venom thickened his voice.
"You do not know how much I despise you Potter."
Ron spat at Harry, as the-boy-who-lived scratched at his scar until the edges of it bled and the entire area was read raw.
"I curse you Potter. I curse the day you were born. I curse the day you first breathed air. I curse the day you survived Voldermort. I curse the day I met you. I curse every time I ever praised you. I curse every second of every time that I liked you. I curse our friendship. I curse ever helping you. I curse every second of every minute of every hour of every day that you keep your evil soul Potter. I curse you."
A twisted ironical anger appeared in the eyes of the red head and as if Potter could sense what was going through the Auror's head he shrieked.
"NO!"
The prisoner ran to the bars seemingly forgetting the curses on them as he grabbed them. A shock of liquid fire flowed through Harry's body. He shrieked writhing in pain on the floor as a satisfied gleam filled Ron's eyes.
Harry struggled for breath choking. He coughed clutching his throat as his mouth opened and closed gulping for air he just couldn't take in. Tears streamed from unseeing eyes and agony shot from him in a silent scream. Suddenly it stopped, leaving Potter coughing blood onto the grimy stone floor in its wake.
Harry managed to choke out the words spraying the ground with bloody foam with each sentence.
"Please Ron! No PLEASE No! I'm sorry Ron. I just couldn't take it. I couldn't take the pain! I'm sorry! For the love of God I'm sorry! I'm sorry... I'm sorry…"
He broke off into sobs his hands stretched out like a plea as he begged on his knees. Ron just sneered and looked straight into the eyes of his former best friends as he slowly said the words
"I, Ronald Bilus Weasley, child of Molly & Arthur Weasley, born March the 1st 1980, former best friend of one Harry James Potter, sever all ties held with aforementioned Potter. Any bonds magically created or otherwise I annul knowing the exception being any monetary debts I hold to Harry James Potter. So said so agreed."
He flicked his wand at himself then at Harry. With a cruel smile he muttered,
"Abrumpherus"
With a discharge of black and blood red sparks the spell was performed. A wail erupted from the boy who lived. Ron just smirked and with a cool distain to the weeping boy in front of him muttered
"Goodbye Potter."
He turned when Harry shrieked out to his back.
"Ron, I'm sorry. Please tell them all I'm sorry."
With a snort Ron muttered slowly and carefully enunciating each word;
"I don't know you."
He turned and swept away.
Snape emerged from the shadows as Ron swept away. He had asked a friend at the ministry if he could see Potter & said he would take his final wish. He looked down at Harry.
The boy who lived was currently wailing and bashing his head on the floor, blood oozed from a cut. He collapsed back curling himself up again. He looked at his former best friend leaving tears seeping out of both of his eyes. Snape noticed a huge scratch down one causing the tears coming out to be blood red. Had he looked closer he would have seen the scar connected all the way up to Harry's first lightning bolt scar and proceeded halfway down his cheek.
Snape almost felt pity for the boy.
"Potter. I have come to take your final wish. What do you want?"
Harry's voice was horse as he whispered:
"Forgiveness."
Snape stopped himself from snorting,only Potter would think that the best thing he could possibly receive in the world would be forgiveness.
"Potter I cannot give you that. Ask for something reasonable. A cloak, lollies, chocolate, a look at your broomstick, the right to write a letter to someone-"
Harry cut him off with a feeble nod and a moan.
"Letter. Tell them I'm sorry. That I'm so sorry…"
He trailed off bursting into tears once more. Bleeding from a few dozen places the once saviour of the wizarding world curled up the epitome of regret and misery. Silent tears poured their way from blood red eyes. He slumped to the floor. The submissiveness that emanated from his figure showed his entire desire to live gone. His appearance left Snape at only one conclusion;
The boy who lived was broken.
Authors note: Thanks to my reviewers;
Gilthas, - MY FIRST REVIEWER (for this story), congratties, I'll give you a clue. I meant what I said in the summary, veratiserum does not lie. (p.s. I like your '3003' story)
Sarah, will you now? I'll have to keep updating then. Hope you like this chappy
Lanfear1, - thank'ye for the review, here's the update
& Bloody hell - someone who I'm supposing is a reviewer from an old chapter who is very pissed at me for starting this story again for the 3rd time. I'm so sorry I just keep getting new ideas & then I have to start again cause I didn't like the way I did it last time. I promise I'll keep going this time.
To everyone else. Thanks for reading, & reviews are gleefully welcomed but don't feel pressured into writing them. Hell I know all the times where I just can't be bothered and the writers make me feel all guilty :S. You are free to point out my lack of grammar and spelling. With any extra comments or questions feel free to email them to robblywoo@hotmail.com