Chapter 4:

Harry woke up and found himself in the Gryffindor common room.

"How the heck did I get here? What happened. Am I still me?"

Harry got up. He ran past the portrait of the fat lady and into the nearest bathroom. As soon as he saw the mirror he was discouraged.

"I remember Professor Dumbledore saying that something went wrong. But apparently it didn't even work. I'm still me...someting is different though. I can't put my finger on just what it is. I guess tomorrow I'll go and talk to professor Dumbledore and see what happened and why I'm still exactly the same as I was before."

Harry walked back to the fat lady and gave her the password. He climbed through the hole and sluggishly dragged himself up the stairs to his dormitory. He was upset to say the least. He crawled into bed and lay there for a while trying not to think. Eventually he fell into a restless sleep.

"Harry, Harry. Wake up!"

"waddoyuwan?"

"Harry! Get up! You're already late for breakfast, and we only have half an hour to get to snape's classroom. GET UP HARRY!!!!!!!"

"Fine, I'm up Ron. I'm up!"

"Good, now get ready."

Harry stood up and began thrashing around the room trying to get ready. Ron sat on his bed patiently watching.

"By the way Harry, where were you last night? Hermoine and I waited in the common room for 3 hours and you never came back so we went to bed."

"Ron, I honestly don't know. I'll explain later. I have to talk to Dumbledore sometime today"

Harry rushed out of the room while putting on his shoe and grabbing his book bag. He beckoned for Ron to come with him as he raced down to the great hall to grab some breakfast before potions.

As Harry bolted into the great hall he ran into something very hard and fell backward. He looked up to see none other than Hermoine standing in front of him scowling. He couldn't see because his hair was hanging in his eyes. He liked it that way because it masked his scar.

"Harry! Where have you been?"

"I slept late!"

"Well, you better hurry up. If you're late for potions Professor Snape is going to be even more vicious than usual. You have to hurry. I need to go back to my dormitory and grab my book bag. I'll meet you two in class. Don't be late!" Hermoine scowled at them as she walked quickly past.

"Harry mate, you better hurry," Ron said sounding a bit worried, "I'm more afraid of her than I am of snape."

Harry just laughed and walked into the great hall to get some breakfast.

Harry and Ron walked into potions 15 minutes later. They were late of course. Professor Snape snapped at Harry, "Why are you late, Potter?"

Harry felt agitated that he said his name with such disgust. It seemed as though their potions master thought that "Potter" was too foul a word to touch his lips. But, Harry also knew that he was already in trouble and so he bit his tongue and apologized.

As Harry looked around he noticed that Neville wasn't in class. He briefly wondered where he was, but then decided he should sit down before he got into more trouble.

After the class got settled Snape gave them their assignment. They were supposed to write an essay on the polyjuice potion. The essay needed to include the ingredients, the proper way to brew it, and it's effects when used correctly. Harry knew that he could do that easily, so he decided to try his luck. He walked up to Professor Snape's desk where Snape was sitting looking over some students papers

"Professor Snape-"

"Can I help you Potter?" Snape voice was oozing with disgust.

"Yes sir, I was wondering if I could be excused to go talk with the headmaster."

"And, what do you need with the headmaster?"

"I'm not really sure sir. I was in his office last night, and something happened. I need to speak with him about it."

"No Potter, you can take care of personal business in your personal time. In the meantime-"

Snape was sidetracked when Parvati's robes suddenly caught fire. One of the Slytherins had decided to see if their fireball charm worked. Harry decided to take his chances. He grabbed his bag and ran out of the room while his professor was otherwise occupied.

"I have to talk to Dumbledore. I don't care if I get into trouble. I just have to talk to him. I have to know what happened."

Harry had reached the statue that guarded Dumbledore's office.

"Fizzing Whizbee" he said aloud. He then stepped onto the rotating stairs that would carry him up to the headmaster's office.

As Harry was about to knock he heard Dumbledore's elderly yet surprisingly vibrant voice. "Come in Harry. I need to speak with you."

Harry did as he was told. He walked into the room and set in one of the chairs opposite Dumbledore's office as he had so many times before.

"Professor Dumbledore, what happened?"

"I'm not really sure myself Harry. The spell that I cast was very powerful. Something went wrong, I'm not entirely sure what. My suspicion is that your mother's love has once again kept you from being harmed."

"But Professor, I wasn't going to be harmed."

"But Harry, you weren't going to be yourself. I don't think your mother would have wanted you to do what we were about to do. I think that she stopped you."

"But How Professor?"

"Again Harry, I'm not quite sure. I do know however that the spell that I cast did cause something to happen. Now, we just need to find out what."

"And, how do we do that Professor?"

"First Harry, we need to check your physical appearance."

"But, sir I'm exactly the same."

"I'm not so sure Harry. Would you mind showing me your scar?"

"Yes sir. Harry lifted his hair off his forehead."

"Just as I expected. Mr. Potter, please inspect your scar" Dumbledore said as he pulled a small mirror out of his desk.

Harry took the mirror and looked into it. He couldn't believe what he saw. He had NO SCAR!

A/N: I know. I'm so very evil aren't I. You hate me now don't you.

Sorry. I just really LOVE cliffhangers. Not when it's a story I'm reading of course. Well, here is chapter 4. I've written and re written this so many times. I'm still not completely happy with it, so it is subject to change. I will decide over the next few days. Don't count on chapter 5 until next weekend. I won't have much time this week at all. But, I will post next weekend I promise. Pleae review. If you have any ideas for a change in this chapter please let me know. It's such a crucial chapter, that I probably would have spent a month on if I hadn't gotten death threats.

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