Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all associtated characters do not belong to me but instead belong to J. K. Rowling.

Author's Note: Happy Canada Day everyone! Sorry about the wait but I've had job training all this week so I can be a camp counsellor this summer. The good news is I get Fridays off because the I'm a playground leader and the playgrounds don't run those days, plus I get the last two weeks of August off too. I'll probably be posting on Fridays now, mostly because because I won't be able to write much during the week due to work, soccer and refing. I'm sure most of you have guessed what might happen in this chapter but hopefully I'll surprise you a little bit. Thanks to all of my reviewers:

WindWriter17-Yeah, I know, I'm terrible for rushing things, especially the endings of chapters but I really want to update fast so that you guys keep reading! Glad to know I'm getting better with the commas though, thanks!

Elmindrea-al'Thor-I warned you that I was evil though-lol. It's good to know that there's no hard feelings about it though. Tahnks for the review though!

The Nauti-Dolphin-Thanks for the compliament! I really like how J.K. Rowling writes so I try to adapt her style to fit my own writing style to improve. I'm not a fluffy/cutesy kind of person so it's harder for me to write that kind of stuff so I like having an edge to my writing. Thanks for reviewing!

Pirate-Lib-Wow! You think it picks up right where OotP left off? That's awesome! Thanks for the review!

Chapter 5: Someone Else

"Bloody hell!" Ron swore, as he rushed forward. "What's wrong mate?" he asked, but Harry continued thrashing about wildly and yelling in pain as he gripped his scar.

"Harry!" Hermione said, as she knelt down next to Harry as close as she dared, just out of reach of his flailing arms. "Harry, what's wrong?"

"Out.......get out!" Harry yelled, ignoring his two friends.

Hermione looked up at Ron, "Voldemort," she whispered.

"What do we do?" Ron asked. Never before had he felt so powerless to help his friend.

"We get help," Hermione said calmly, but Ron heard a slight quiver in her voice when she spoke.

Suddenly, Harry stopped convulsing and lay perfectly still on his back, his eyes closed, but his breathing was shallow and raspy.

"Harry?" Hermione said tentatively, as she reached forward to touch him, but Ron stopped her.

"Something's not right," he said in a low voice.

A high-pitched and cruel laughter sounded, making the hair on the back of Ron's neck stand on end. He looked and saw Harry getting to his feet, a sinister smile on his best friend's face. Somehow he knew for certain that the person who looked back at him was not Harry.

"Harry......" Hermione began, her eyes wide in confusion.

"That's not Harry," Ron said, as he pulled Hermione to her feet and moved slightly in front of her.

"Very good little Weasley," Harry said, his voice was a low hiss that Ron recognized all too well.

"What do you want?" Ron demanded, his voice calmer then he felt. He thought fast and decided that for now all he could do was keep Voldemort talking. Someone was bound to come investigate what all the noise had been about soon and if he could keep Voldemort distratced.......

Harry laughed again, "I should think that would be obvious," he replied. He drew his wand casually from his pocket and studied it. "So like my own," he murmered, "Or has little Potter never told you? If only he'd........well, we shall deal with that later. But first..." he raised the wand and pointed it at Ron who gulped.

At that precise moment, the door opened and Ginny poked her head in.

"What's going on in here?" she asked.

"Ah yes," Harry said, as he lowered his wand slightly. "The littlest Weasley. Do come in and join us."

"You!" Ginny said, her eyes narrowed angrily and Ron remembered how his sister had been posessed by Voldemort in her first year at Hogwarts. "I'd recognize that voice anywhere, Tom." There was an emphasis on 'Tom' that clearly stated that Ginny wanted to piss him off. Ron rolled his eyes, why couldn't Ginny be a bit more cautious sometimes?

Harry's eyes narrowed dangerously, and Ron felt felt Hermione grip his hand.

"It's Lord Voldemort," hissed Harry, "and you would do well to remember that in the little time you have left." He pointed his wand at Ginny, "Crucio!"

Ginny jumped back, and the curse hit the doorframe instead. With a loud crash, a good portion of the door was blown backwards into the hallway.

In an instant, Ron had leapt forward, tackling Harry to the ground.

"Ron!" screamed Hermione, as he struggled to pin Harry down.

"You fool!" Harry shouted as he and Ron struggled on the floor.

"I'm really sorry about this Harry," Ron said, as he fought to keep Harry down, "But I don't have much choice." He pulled back his arm and punched Harry in the face, giving him a bloody nose.

Stunned, Harry stopped struggling for a few seconds, giving Ron time to wrestle the wand frew from Harry's grasp and throw it to Hermione. Ron then grabbed both of Harry's arms and pinned them to the ground.

"I know you're still in there Harry," Ron said, "We'll get him out, don't worry."

Harry laughed, "No you won't," he said, "Harry's gone."

"No, he's not," said a voice from the doorway, and Ron turned to see Dumbledore standing there.

Ron looked at Hermione and Ginny, noticing they looked as shocked as he felt. How had Dumbledore known to come?

Dumbledore walked over and knelt down, wand at the ready. "Tom, it's time for you to go," he said calmly. "Bannire Alkoran."

A red glow surrounded Harry, and his skin grew hot under Ron's touch. Harry shoke violently for a few seconds and a low hiss issued from his mouth as a smokey vapour rose into the air then vanished. Slowly, the glow disappeared, and Harry's muscles began to relax as he slumped. His eyes closed but his breathing returned to normal, which Ron took to be a good sign.

"We need to take him to St. Mugo's," Dumbledore said, "As I recall, your parents recently purchased a new car to replace that infamous Ford Anglina, correct?"

Ron nodded mutely as he stood up.

"Then we shall take him by car," Dumbledore said. He conjured up a stretcher which lifted Harry up a few feet off of the ground. "We must hurry though," Dumbledore continued, "I am almost positive that Voldemort is already on his way to stop us."

He headed out the door with the stretcher trailing behind him. Ginny hesitated for a moment then also followed. Ron looked over at Hermione, who's shoulders had slumped forward, and who looked in desperate need of reassurance.

"Come on Hermione," Ron said, as he took her hand in his, "He'll be alright but he'll want us to be there when he wakes up."

Hermione nodded and managed a weak smile, "Yeah," she said, "Let's go."

The two followed the others down the stairs, hand in hand and in silence.

"Albus!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed in surprise, as the group entered the kitchen. "But what...?"

Dumledore held up his hand to stop her, "Molly, we need to get Harry to St. Mungo's immediately," he said, "There will be a time for explanations later."

Mrs. Weasley nodded, "Of course," she said, but Ron noticed she looked even more worried then she had earlier in the evening. "Arthur," she said, "Get the car, I'll tell the other boys and we'll meet you there."

Mr. Weasley nodded, "This way," he said, as he led the group outside to the shed where the car was kept. He opened the doors and Dumbledore lifted Harry inside, allowing Hermione and Ron to slide in on either side of him, before turning as if to walk away.

Harry's eyes fluttered open, "Voldemort..." he said frantically, but his voice was weak, "Plan..."

Dumbledore stopped in his tracks and turned around. "Pardon?" he said.

"Voldemort wants to...he wants to..." Harry started then moaned as he held his head, "Ministry records didn't help enough...he needs you."

Dumbledore frowned, "Well we'll sort that out later," he said, "Right now you need treatment." He slid into the front passenger seat next to Ginny and Mr. Weasley got in the driver's seat.

Ron looked over at Harry, who smiled slightly.

"You gave me a bloody nose," Harry said, "I'll get you back some day."

Ron laughed, "I doubt it," he said.

"That's what you think," Harry said.

"Harry, I really think you should save your strength," said Hermione.

Harry sighed, "Alright Hermione," he said, as he closed his eyes, "You win."

The rest of the trip was silent and when the pulled up next to St. Mungo's, the group piled out of the car in a hurry. Ron and Mr. Weasley helped support Harry up the steps to what appeared to be a muggle department store called Purge & Dowse Ltd. that was closed for renovations. However, in reality, the store was just an illusion that hid St. Mungo's Hospital.

Once the group had entered the reception area, Dumbledore led the way over to the front desk.

"I'd like to speak to Healer Kassandra Lorusso," he said to the witch who was sitting behind the desk. "She'll be expecting me."

"Indeed I am," said a witch who had suddenly appeared to they're left. She looked to be in her mid-thirties and had long, curly black hair that was pulled back in a bright green clip that matched her lime-green work robes. Her blue-gray eyes studied the group for a moment and fell on Harry. "Hello Harry," she said, "My name is Kassandra Lorusso, I'm a specialist healer in unusual ailments."

"Good," Harry said, "Because I think what I have is a very unusual ailment."

Healer Lorusso chuckled, "So I've heard," she said, "Well, we'll take you up for examinations and we'll get you a private room, but first, a wheelchair would be a good idea I think."

A wheelchair rolled over from the far wall and Ron helped Harry take a seat.

"The rest of you are welcome to stay here," said Healer Lorusso. "It shouldn't take that long and I'll send someone down to get you when Harry is settled into his room. Professor Dumbledore, if you'd kindly come with me and Harry. "

As she led Harry and Dumbledore away, the others took their seats.

"Now all we can do is wait," Mr. Weasley said. "But Healer Lorusso is internationally famous for her work with similar ailments so Harry's in good hands."

"So I've read," Hermione said.

Leave it to Hermione to read everything possible, Ron thought with a slight smile.

"I hate waiting," Ginny said.

Just then, Mrs. Weasley came rushing in, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George close behind her.

"Where is he? What's wrong?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

"They've taken him up to be examined," said Mr. Weasley, "Dumbledore went with him."

"What happened though?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

Everyone looked at Ron and Hermione.

"Um....well.....er....." Ron said, "Maybe you should tell them Hermione."

Hermione sighed, "Oh, alright," she said. "We, Harry, Ron and I that is, were upstairs in Ron's room talking when Harry suddenly grabbed his scar. He started yelling and trashing about like mad then he just sort of stopped. I thought maybe it was just him having another vision or something but when he got up he was being posessed by Voldemort. Then Ginny came in to see what all the noise was about but when Voldemort tried to curse her he missed. That's when Ron tackled him to the ground and pinned him down. Professor Dumbledore suddenly appeared a few seconds later and he did some sort of bannishment charm to got rid of Voldemort."

"Bloody hell!" said the twins.

"Don't swear!" scolded their mother. "But Harry's alright now, right?"

"Well, he woke up when we were putting him in the car," Ron said slowly. "He was talking and stuff and seems OK, just tired."

"Oh thank goodness," Mrs. Weasley said as she sank down into a nearby chair.

Everyone sat down and prepared themselves to wait for a very long time.
OK, so that's it everyone! Once again I apologize for the wait, but there's only so much I can do to work around that. I have to get up at like 6 o'clock in the morning now for work so I don't want to be up late writing. I could've made it a bit longer chapter but it would've been boring. There's a wee bit of foreshadowing in this chapter but just little tiny hints of what may happen because nothing's set in stone yet. I've expanded on my outline but I'll have to change it now because originally this chapter was part of the previous chapter and Harry wasn't actually going to get posessed. This is another rushed chapter so I'm sorry if there's lots of grammar and spelling mistakes. When I get a chance I'm going to go back and edit every single chapter but that probably won't be for awhile. Anywho, please review because constructive criticism is very helpful and even just hearing that you like my story is great because it gives me more reason to write. Thanks everyone!

-Megan