Silent Grieving
"Kill the spare" a cold malicious voice said as a green light veered and hit Cedric Diggory in the chest. As he fell he turned to Harry
"Why Harry, why did you kill me"
"I didn't...It's not my….I'm sorry" Harry spluttered as Cedric fell into his early grave. The world faded around Harry and he was back in the room with the veil. He saw Sirius fighting Bellatrix. Then he saw the red spell hit Sirius in the chest as he gracefully arced, seeming to take an age, towards the veil. Turning to Harry he said
"Im glad Wormtail escaped otherwise I might have had to have lived with you, you murderer. No doubt you will kill all your friends soon enough," Sirius was just about to fall through the veil when James, Harry's Dad, caught him. Then out the veil stepped Lily, Harry's Mum, and Cedric. Then they turned to Harry. Lily was the first to speak
"Why haven't you fulfilled the prophecy you useless boy. Cant you do anything right. You are a disgrace!" Harry's Mum yelled at him. The others began taunting him in the same way and yelled at him, as Harry just curled up and cried. After what seemed like an eternity the scene shifted again. This time he was in a cold dungeon. He knew what was about to happen as a woman was dragged into the room yet he couldn't turn away. The woman was shoved to her knees in front of Voldemort.
"CRUCIO" a cold and malicious voice yelled out. Harry felt his body wrack with pain as the dreaded Unforgivable hit the woman. He felt himself convulse until the curse was lifted.
"Ah it seems we have an audience, enjoying the games Potter. You know if you joined me as my heir you could have as much fun as this." Harry felt his stomach heave at this other.
"Not convinced I see Potter. Malfoy show Potter just how much fun you can have with a captor."
"Of course my Lord" Malfoy sneered as he undid his pants. Harry was forced to watch Malfoy have his wicked way with her until he was finished.
"All this can be yours Potter join me AVADA KEDAVRA" the cold high inhuman voice yelled. As the green curse hit the young innocent lady Harry Potter woke up screaming
"Shut up" another voice bellowed from out side the room.
By all accounts number 4 privet drive was a perfectly normal house hold. With its normal house, normal car and normal inhabitants. Well almost normal inhabitants. Vernon, Petunia and Dudley Dursley were normal. It was the soon to be 16 year old raven haired, green eyed nephew sitting up covered in a cold sweat, in the smallest room of number four privet drive that was not normal. He loved school, loved his homework (unless it was the dreaded potions) and didn't look forward to his birthday or the summer holidays.
For you see Harry James Potter was a wizard. Yet he wasn't even normal by wizarding standards. Not only had he survived the infamous killing curse cast by the darkest wizard since Grindelward but he reflected it upon its curser and banished him from his body at only the age of one. Then he had gone on to survive this wizard another 4 times. A feet no that person had accomplished. This wizard was known as Tom Marvolo Riddle, now known as Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort was so evil and despicable that most wizards feared to speak his name and called him He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Although Harry had now escaped from Voldemort's clutches 4 times, Harry's last escape came at a price. With the death of his godfather Sirius Black.
"No I am not thinking about that AGAIN" Harry thought viciously while brooding in his bedroom. Harry was steadily getting more and angrier as the seconds passed and raw untamed magic filled the air. The magic only stopped as Harry let out a pained sigh.
"I'm so stupid how could I…I killed Sirius no matter what any one says it was MY ENTIRE FAULT"
It was the fourteenth day of Harry's summer holiday with his "family" that hated him with a passion. Yet even they could see that Harry was in a deep depression. He went further and further into depression each day. He was only getting notes from his friends which were only a couple lines long. Harry knew that they couldn't say anything but that did nothing to quell his anger. The longest note he got was from his 3rd year Defence Against The Dark Arts Professor, Professor Remus Lupin. Basically all that said was he didn't blame him for Sirius's death, but Harry stubbornly refused to believe this. He just as stubbornly refused to answer any the letters that were sent and paid them no heed as they were extremely short. Yet that was about to change today because of one Ginevra Weasley.
Harry looked out of the window to see Hedwig soaring towards his window. Harry just ambled across to the window and opened it up as Hedwig soared in threw the window. He was just expecting another 4 line note. He most certainly didn't expect the howler that Hedwig had just dropped onto his bed.
Harry was beginning to panic now. It was 2AM and the muggles in the room next to his were already at the end of their tolerance and he didn't want to think what would happen when their tolerance finally snapped. Harry had had a nightmare everyday of the holiday so far. This was normal but these nightmares were different. At first they began as the usual with Everyone he knew dying and blaming it on him. Then his parents, Sirius and Cedric would come back and yell at him for wasting time and not fulfilling the prophecy. That was also bothering Harry how was he meant to fulfil it. Then after their screeching would find himself witnessing some heinous crime being committed by either death eaters or Voldemort. The worst thing was he couldn't stop screaming for at least half an hour and could not be woken up.
Harry was snapped out of his thoughts when the howler in his hands began to smoulder. Harry was really beginning to panic now. He knew he couldn't avoid the inevitable yet he was hoping desperately that it wouldn't come. Just like the fulfilment of the prophecy. Just then the howler burst open and Ginny Weasley's voice was magnified around the whole of number 4 Privet Drive.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU INSUFFERABLE, SPOILT LITTLE PRAT. YOU ARE BEING SO SELFISH JUST IGNORING EVERY ONE. MUM IS ON THE VERGE OF TEARS IF ANYONE EVEN MAKES A BRIEF COMMENT EVEN SLIGHTLY PERTAINING TO YOU. RON JUST WALKS AROUND LIKE A ZOMBIE. HERMIONIE CAN'T EVEN READ A BOOK. DUMBELDOOR IS AT HIS WRITS END. I KNOW YOU ARE UPSET AND GRIEVING BUT THAT GIVES ABSOLOUTLY NO RIGHT WHAT SO EVER TO ACT THE WAY YOU HAVE BEEN. DON'T YOU DARE THINK YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS BLAMED THEM SELVES FOR THE PAIN OF OTHERS. HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN AGAIN WHAT HAPPENED TO ME IN MY FIRST YEAR? I SAID IT BEFORE AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN LUCKY YOU. I-WE ALL LOVE YOU WE ARE YOUR FAMILY AND IT WILL DO YOU THE WORLD OF GOOD TO REMEMBER THAT YOU PRAT. NOW GET OF YOUR ARSE THIS INSTANT AND WRITE A LETTER TO EVERYONE AND MAKE SURE IT IS A LOT LONGER THAN THE LETTERS YOU SEND TO THE ORDER WHICH JUST SAY "IM FINE" AND DO IT THIS INSTANT. REMEMBER HARRY WE ALL LOVE YOU LIKE OUR OWN. NOW GET TO IT THIS INSTANT." Then the howler just turned to ash.
"HARRY JAMES POTTER THAT IS THE LAST STRAW" Vernon yelled at the top of his voice as he stomped in to Harry's room. Harry only had two words running through his mind.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit" wizzed through his mind as the door burst open and his raging Uncle Vernon walked through it. He walked over to Harry and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and pulled his fist back
"I should have done this a long time ago you freak" Vernon said as he hit Harry in the face. Harry flew back over his bed landing on his left wrist. Harry couldn't help but gasp at the sudden pain. He was sure he had sprained it. Surprisingly for such a small killer whale his Uncle moved quite fast and was at Harry's side in a moment. Harry stupidly thought for all of one second that his Uncle might be about to help him. Then his Uncle pulled his leg back and let fly with one all mighty kick. Harry heard at least two cracks as the foot slammed into his side. Harry was hit with such force he was actually lifted up and slammed into the wall while his sprained wrist snapped back painfully against the wall. In a moment his Uncle was on him and picked up a belt of the floor.
"This time I won't stop beating you, this time you will die you pathetic little freak" Vernon snarled while he picked Harry up with one hand choking him against the wall and he pulled back his fist with the belt in.
'Funny really how Voldemort could barely kill me but my Uncle can, hate to think what would happen if they teamed up'. He looked up to see his Uncle drawing his fist back with the belt in. Harry was getting angry. That was when the idea struck him. Even Harry had noticed when he was angry the magic that accumulated. So he thought of Sirius, the prophecy everything that made him angry. Sure enough the magic started. Then just as his Uncle was about to hit him with the belt
"GET THE HELL OF ME YOU FILTHY MUGGLE" and with that Uncle Vernon was blown across the room slamming into the wall making a rather big dent. Vernon looked up and even he as a muggle could feel the magic. With that Vernon scampered out the room. When Harry was sure his Uncle was out the room Harry walked other to his desk gasping for breath. SO Ginny wanted to know how he was did she. Oh she was going to know and she wasn't going to like it. So Harry pulled over a spare bit of parchment, some ink and a quill and wrote. He wrote and wrote. Almost a page. Harry was getting to the end of it when he choked coughing up blood all over the letter. Harry really didn't care as he knew he would never send it anyway but it still helped to write it all down. With that thought Harry screwed up the bit of parchment and tossed it over into his bin. He stood up and hobbled other to where Hedwig was perched in her cage and picked her up onto his arm and walked over to the window which was still open.
"You better go girl and stay with the Weasley's 'cos by the looks of it the window bars are going back up." With that he threw her out the window. He watched her sail through the air. Then she arced back
'What' Harry thought as Hedwig flew in through the window, over to the bin, picked up the screwed up bit of parchment and flew straight back out of the window.
"Hedwig Get THE HELL back HERE NOW OR NO OWL TREATS FOR YOU" Harry knew she wouldn't listen but tried anyway. Harry wouldn't stay angry at her as she was one hell of a smart owl. Extremely intelligent even as magical owls went. He figured Hedwig to be the owl version of Hermione. Especially the other week when he was sitting on his bed looking at his potions essay and Hedwig brought over his potions text book. Quite funny really. Harry flopped back onto his bed and almost screamed in pain as his ribs protested at the sudden movement. He was able to calm himself down with some deep breaths. Now he thought about it if he wasn't beat up so much it would actually be quite funny. Everyone else hardly said anything and just danced around the subject of Sirius's death. Harry couldn't help but chuckle at the similarity between that and Ron and Hermione's non-existent but waiting to happen relationship. It took Harry a couple of hours to get to sleep with the pain in his ribs, scar and face dulled down to a constant throb.
Harry woke up the next morning to someone crashing through his door.
'Tonks is here' Harry thought. Harry was still on edge since the Ministry battle so he drew out his wand. Harry looked up to see Tonks, Remus Lupin and Mad-Eye Moody standing in the doorway. As soon as he saw them he knew something was wrong but he couldn't place it. Tonks walked over to his bed and pulled Harry into a hug. Harry felt very uncomfortable. Harry had no quarrels with hugging Tonks but this felt….weird. So he asked a couple of questions for all of them. He whispered into who may have been Tonks's ear
"When is Moony's night?" It was a while till Tonks stammered out an answer.
"Erm…well…erm…it's…ah….every full moon" the supposed Tonks answered. Now Harry knew something was wrong so he walked over to Remus, wand in hand hugged him and asked him a question.
"Who or what is Prongs?" this time there was no hesitation in the answer.
"Your father" the definitely not Remus Lupin answered. Harry now knew something was up as he knew the answer to this question should have been 'Your Patronus'. Yet he still walked over to what must have been an impostor Moody.
"Who is a bastard?" Harry asked.
"You-Know-Who" the gruff voice of the impostor Moody said. Harry knew for a fact that Moody said Voldemort and that Moody should have said Barty Crouch Jr. So Harry walked back over to the impostor Tonks and yelled
"Petrificus Totalus" Harry didn't wait around to roll over his bed and pulled his wand up on the impostor Remus and yelled
"Stupefy" the impostor didn't stand a chance as he was lifted of his feet and crashed into the wall. Harry could have taken a moment to admire the power of the spell but he was more concerned with the fact there was no Ministry owls. Harry was able to bring up a slightly more advanced version of a protego shield as the last impostor shot a spell. Harry was quick coming back and shot of and expiliarmus with a difference. He learnt in his last D.A lesson and addition to most spells that could make them curve round. So Harry did this and fired of a stupefy at the same time. The impostor was busy dealing with the disarming spell to notice the stunning spell that hit him in the chest. He then fell to the floor with a thump. Harry started to make his way over to the impostor to Moody to collect his wand when a very powerful bludgeoning spell hit him in his already painful ribs flinging him against the wall. Anger flared through his eyes as he turned to the impostor Tonks as he yelled
"Petrificus Stupefy Totalus" navy blue light erupted from the end of Harry's wand and hit the impostor Tonks in the chest. Harry was shocked. By the sound of it he had combined two spells. Harry didn't even know that was possible. Harry brought himself back to his senses and collected the three wands and snapped of them and left the impostor Tonks wand intact for two reasons. Firstly to prove he was attacked and secondly so he could find out what spell he was hit with incase there was any side effects. Just then the door burst open again. As soon as he saw them he knew it was the real deal so he collapsed onto the floor to be swept up in Tonks and Remus's arms as they hugged him. This time it didn't feel weird. He looked up to Moody to see him sweeping the room with his magical eye and waved his wand. Then he fixed both eyes onto Harry.
"What the hell happened here Potter?" the gruff yet caring voice of the retired auror asked. So Harry explained what happened including the bit about the mixing spell. He asked for the wands and got two snapped wands and a whole wand. Moody asked why this was so Harry said
"Well firstly I wanted one wand to prove I was attacked and also that was the wand that hit me with the bludgeoning, so as I didn't know what the exact spell was there could have been side effects and now you can find what the spell was in case there is," as Harry explained his reasoning all three of the conscious faces lit up with pride.
"Good thinking" the cheery voice of Tonks said who currently had a bright green afro. Harry just shrugged and watched Moody put all the impostors' hands on a portkey and they were whisked away.
"Well come on then Harry we have got to get you back to HQ, don't worry I've got all your stuff," Remus said as he pulled out an old saucer out of his jacket pocket. Harry was dreading the return to Grimmauld Place yet he didn't have the strength to argue as he put his hand on the saucer along with Moody and Tonks.
"Ready 3….2….1" It was then that Harry felt the familiar tug behind his navel. He landed with a thud but managed to stay on his feet. He looked up to see a red blur smack straight into him knocking him of his feet and straight onto his back. Harry couldn't stop the yelp of pain or the bit of blood he spat out.
"Oh Harry I'm so sorry forgive me please I shouldn't have sent that Howler Harry I'm……" but Harry didn't hear anymore as the darkness finally took his vision and then all there was blackness.
