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This computer is really annoying me! I always type my chapters up with bold centred headings, spaces, and italics for thoughts, but when I put them onto fanfiction.net they disappear and everything looks scrunched up and horrible! It's really jarring! Oh well on to chapter six!
Oh yeah, I'm gonna call the marauders from our world by their nicknames, and the others can keep their real names!
*Silent Tears*
*Chapter 6: Hidden Powers*
The questioning had finished about an hour ago and Harry was, to say the least, very annoyed, but at the same time scarred. He'd had to sit on the hospital bed all day so his arse was numb and it didn't help that every half hour more truth potion was shoved down his throat. He didn't know if they could tell the potion was wearing out or they just didn't want to believe what he was saying. It didn't really matter though; he could tell they didn't believe him. They'd made that very clear with their words alone, but tying him to the bed had been a bit too much for Harry's liking. He had thrashed about and screamed when they had told him what they were going to do. Old memories flooding through his mind like boiling acid. He was petrified of the prospect of being strapped down, unable to move.
He felt like a caged animal, ensnared not only by magical bonds, but fear. The fear brought back unwanted memories and trapped him inside his own head. It was slowly driving him insane, making him beg for someone to knock him out or at least give him a dreamless nights sleep. His body still ached from exhaustion, and pleaded for rest, but his mind screamed to stay away. He knew that if he slept, his imagination would awaken bringing with it horrifying images, the ones he wanted to forget. It would be like watching a slow moving horror film filled with violence and despair and not being able to turn away. Inside his head, he was alone, and that itself filled him with dread.
Knowing that he was being weak and pathetic made him hate himself even more. Why was he so pitiful?!
If he'd been alone in the room he would have sighed. But no, Dumbledore had insisted on having someone watch his every move. Sirius was on first watch as he'd been quick to volunteer. Harry had a suspicion that Sirius would strangle him the moment the others were out of earshot. Well, at least he didn't have the Dursley's to deal with. He shuddered outwardly; the painful memories still hadn't left him yet.
"What are you shuddering about? I'm not going to hurt you." Sirius had interrupted his thoughts. Although his tone was relatively softer than the one he'd used earlier in the questioning, it was still quite harsh.
"I know. I was just thinking."
Silence filled the room for a couple of minutes before a thought struck Harry. Speaking of the Dursleys, where was Vernon? It wasn't that Harry wanted to see him. It was just that he wanted to know where he was so he could avoid that area like it was invested with the plague. Harry would be perfectly happy not seeing his uncle's ugly face again.
"Do you know where my uncle is? You know, the one I arrived with." His voice sounded so timid and afraid. It made him mentally scold himself. He was supposed to be strong. He couldn't let Vernon get to him.
But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't get the picture of his uncles twisted face out of his brain as the knife made contact with his flesh.
He closed his eyes tightly willing the image to disappear.
The bed he was laying on suddenly dipped in at the side. Openly his eyes he saw Sirius had sat on his bed. His face had softened visibly and now held a look of deep concern and quilt.
"He's been locked up in one of the cells under the castle. Don't worry, he's only a muggle, he can't get out." He stopped himself at the look on the adolescents face. He mentally kicked himself for being so stupid. That man may only be a muggle, but he had still managed to hurt this boy, who obviously felt weak at the thought. "Don't lose sleep over it kid. I'm sure any young wizard in your position would have been completely helpless too."
If anything, the look on Harry's face became more depressed. 'Damn, I was never very good at this sentimental stuff!' Sirius suddenly felt guilty about earlier. He had said a lot of things he shouldn't have, mostly accusing this boy of many things he couldn't possible have done. No wonder the boy looked distressed at being alone in a room was him. He'd threatened to do a lot of things to the boy that he didn't even think were humanly possible. How could he have been so inconsiderate? He's only a boy after all. And with the things he's obviously been through. The kids probably been traumatised and there he was chucking every insult under the sun at him!
Maybe what he says is true. That he just suddenly disappeared from number 4 Private Drive and mysteriously ended up here. He'd have to talk to Albus about it, see if they're re such things as alternate realities. 'Well, time to make up.'
"I'll make sure he never lays a finger on you again." The kids face seemed to light up, as he eagerly embraced the older man, squeezing the air out of him. A look of shock clothed Sirius' face. 'This is the second time this kids hugged me.' Then he remembered. He was the kids godfather in the 'other world.' They must have been quite close.
"Do you believe me? About me being Harry Potter?" Harry's face was full of such hope that it would make a tougher man cry.
"We'll see."
Their conversation was cut short by a scream. Jumping up, Sirius raced to the door, only to leap out of the way as a stretcher carrying an unrecognisable man was rushed into the room. The third marauder, Remus Lupin, followed him shortly.
Harry watched as the man was placed in the bed next to him and tied down gently, but firmly by Remus.
"What's going on? Who is he?" Sirius directed the question at Remus, but his eyes were on the shaking figure.
"I'll explain later. Just get Madam Pomfrey quickly. We don't have much time left. He's lost a lot of blood and is in a considerable amount of pain."
As Sirius rushed out of the room, the man on the bed turned his head to face Harry. His eyes were closed from the pain, but still told its story in every line on the mans face. He had been tortured.
At first Harry didn't recognise him, but as soon as his eyelids opened and revealed deep ocean blue eyes, he knew.
It was Sirius.
Immediately, he began struggling against the powerful bonds, twisting and turning, trying to brake free. Shouts swept from his throat like water, blasting into the white room.
"Sirius! Sirius!"
Alarms bells were blazing in his mind so loudly it was like he was seeing the red lights flicker on and off, and hearing the loud piercing sound.
Next to him, his godfather seemed to be having some sort of fit. Veins were emerging from his skin like small mountains; his face was turning a bright red colour, and his whole body shook as though an earthquake was beneath him.
This was the scene that greeted the startled adults as they run into the room. Remus was desperately trying to restrain Padfoot as he jolted uncontrollably.
Madam Pomfrey instantaneously took control ordering James to help restrain Padfoot, Sirius to try and calm the distressed teenager down, and Lily to help her collect various potions. Dumbledore was told quite sharply to contact Severus Snape immediately for the more difficult potions that were needed. Also to find out what was causing her patient such pain.
The hospital wing had become more like a busy traffic junction. People shouting and screaming, pushing past each other, all manners were forgotten.
"Blood! He needs more blood! Lily run a test on his blood to see what type he is. Quickly! And for Gods sake, get them students away from the door!" Madam Pomfreys voice rang out above the commotion.
Harry had forgotten that classes had started, so of course, the students would want to look in and see what was happening. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall arrived and instantly began to move to eager teenagers along. This was very lucky, because what happened next would have confirmed all their beliefs about the strange boy.
The shaking mans blood type had been identified. It was a very rare type, but Sirius' blood seemed to match his completely. Leaving the struggling Harry, he rushed over and held out his arm, wincing slightly as a magical beam attached itself to his veins, pumping his blood into the other mans arm. With no one to prevent the Boy Who Lived from moving, he began to thrash about again. His eyes closed tight, face scrunched up and fists formed making his knuckles pearly white.
Suddenly, a burst of light erupted in the room, making the adults cover their eyes with blood stained hands. When they freed their pupils from the shadow of their arms a strange sight took their breath away. The air in the middle of the room was glimmering and moving as it does when above a flame. But what really shocked them was what they saw through it.
Moony was laying on a bed and book resting on his lap. They all stared at him, then back to the Remus behind them. As if noticing their gaze, Moony looked up. The blood ran from his face and his jar dropped. He rushed to his feet, sending the book flying and called out to someone out of their vision. Another figure stepped out, his shiny hair and beard reflecting the sun. He looked right at them, a look of amusement on his face.
"What the fuck is coming on? Why are their two Remus'?"
"Sirius, mind your language." The voice made them all jump. They hadn't noticed Albus Dumbledore glide in followed by Snape.
"Sorry sir." Was the answer, although the speaker never took his eyes from the portal.
"What is it?" James repeated his best friends question.
"That can wait for later. Right now we have a dying man in our presence. Severus, if you please."
Snape stormed forward making sure to bash James on his way. He quickly checked the man over before pouring disgusting looking potions down his throat with the help of Madam Pomfrey and Lily. Sirius was released from the mans arm, who had now stopped bleeding and shaking.
Rubbing it carefully, Sirius walked over to Harry. He had drained all his energy away and was now sleeping uncomfortably on his messy bed.
"Now can you tell us what happened?" James and Sirius bothed asked the question at the same time, earning them a grin from the old man.
"Alternate dimensions." Remus, who was studying the portal very closely answered for the Headmaster.
"What? That's impossible." James stated.
"No no. Mr Lupin is correct. Harry must have opened a gate to his world."
"But.."
"That is why I left him in here. I wanted to test him. See if he could do it again." Dumbledore said quite simply.
"You mean you believe him. That he is Harry Potter." James was almost scared of the answer.
"Yes. I suspected he was. I just needed prove."
James and Lily, who had heard the last few sentences, standing in shock, starring at the sleeping child on the bed.
Sirius, however had joined Remus by the portal. He stood comparing the differences in the two Remus' who both wore the same expression. A grin spread across his face. He had never seen Remus look this shocked, but to see two at once with the same expressions. He couldn't help but smile.
"Headmaster? I've finished with the potions. I will be leaving now. But at first I need to talk to you." Snape had come up behind Sirius and in front off Albus, his usual sneer on his face.
"Yes, of course. We'll go to my office straight away. I would like to speak to all of you."
Their little meeting was going to have to wait, for James choose that moment to extract revenge on Snape. He pushed forward, slamming into his rival making him fall back. The black blur that was Snape fell into Remus and Sirius, pushing them through the portal without a sound.
Silence fell across the room as Snape hit the floor.
"James! Why the hell did you do that? Look what you've done!" Lily screeched at her husband, foling her arms angrily.
"Well, he shouldn't have pushed me earlier! It's his fault!" James retorted acting like a child.
Lily silently fumed. James scolded. Snape quickly jumped to his feet looking at James with deep hatred. Dumbledore seemed to be trying to keep the smile of his face.
"Well accidents happen. Don't worry." Dumbledore seemed to be trying to calm everyone down. Both Lily and Snape looked as if they wanted to kill James.
Meanwhile through the portal two very heavy objects suddenly attacked a very confused Moony coursing him to fall to the floor and let out a grunt of pain. He clumsily extracted himself from the two beings and straightened up. Golden eyes met their twin, then a pair of blue eyes. All were stunned into silence.
"Tea anyone?" Dumbledore seemed to be the only person who could think of tea at a time like that.
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Well that's chapter 6. I'm not very happy with it, but it's the best I could do. I'm still trying to bring up the standard but I dunno. I'm going through a phase.
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Child of War. - by nic4ewan. If you like X men evolution you should read this. It's a Scott and Jean romance but it's an action fic too!
Well please review my fic!!!
Oh yeah! I've got a author tracking thing on my profile so if you wanna know when the next chappies out and whats happening in it.
Okay! Review!
This computer is really annoying me! I always type my chapters up with bold centred headings, spaces, and italics for thoughts, but when I put them onto fanfiction.net they disappear and everything looks scrunched up and horrible! It's really jarring! Oh well on to chapter six!
Oh yeah, I'm gonna call the marauders from our world by their nicknames, and the others can keep their real names!
*Silent Tears*
*Chapter 6: Hidden Powers*
The questioning had finished about an hour ago and Harry was, to say the least, very annoyed, but at the same time scarred. He'd had to sit on the hospital bed all day so his arse was numb and it didn't help that every half hour more truth potion was shoved down his throat. He didn't know if they could tell the potion was wearing out or they just didn't want to believe what he was saying. It didn't really matter though; he could tell they didn't believe him. They'd made that very clear with their words alone, but tying him to the bed had been a bit too much for Harry's liking. He had thrashed about and screamed when they had told him what they were going to do. Old memories flooding through his mind like boiling acid. He was petrified of the prospect of being strapped down, unable to move.
He felt like a caged animal, ensnared not only by magical bonds, but fear. The fear brought back unwanted memories and trapped him inside his own head. It was slowly driving him insane, making him beg for someone to knock him out or at least give him a dreamless nights sleep. His body still ached from exhaustion, and pleaded for rest, but his mind screamed to stay away. He knew that if he slept, his imagination would awaken bringing with it horrifying images, the ones he wanted to forget. It would be like watching a slow moving horror film filled with violence and despair and not being able to turn away. Inside his head, he was alone, and that itself filled him with dread.
Knowing that he was being weak and pathetic made him hate himself even more. Why was he so pitiful?!
If he'd been alone in the room he would have sighed. But no, Dumbledore had insisted on having someone watch his every move. Sirius was on first watch as he'd been quick to volunteer. Harry had a suspicion that Sirius would strangle him the moment the others were out of earshot. Well, at least he didn't have the Dursley's to deal with. He shuddered outwardly; the painful memories still hadn't left him yet.
"What are you shuddering about? I'm not going to hurt you." Sirius had interrupted his thoughts. Although his tone was relatively softer than the one he'd used earlier in the questioning, it was still quite harsh.
"I know. I was just thinking."
Silence filled the room for a couple of minutes before a thought struck Harry. Speaking of the Dursleys, where was Vernon? It wasn't that Harry wanted to see him. It was just that he wanted to know where he was so he could avoid that area like it was invested with the plague. Harry would be perfectly happy not seeing his uncle's ugly face again.
"Do you know where my uncle is? You know, the one I arrived with." His voice sounded so timid and afraid. It made him mentally scold himself. He was supposed to be strong. He couldn't let Vernon get to him.
But no matter how much he tried, he couldn't get the picture of his uncles twisted face out of his brain as the knife made contact with his flesh.
He closed his eyes tightly willing the image to disappear.
The bed he was laying on suddenly dipped in at the side. Openly his eyes he saw Sirius had sat on his bed. His face had softened visibly and now held a look of deep concern and quilt.
"He's been locked up in one of the cells under the castle. Don't worry, he's only a muggle, he can't get out." He stopped himself at the look on the adolescents face. He mentally kicked himself for being so stupid. That man may only be a muggle, but he had still managed to hurt this boy, who obviously felt weak at the thought. "Don't lose sleep over it kid. I'm sure any young wizard in your position would have been completely helpless too."
If anything, the look on Harry's face became more depressed. 'Damn, I was never very good at this sentimental stuff!' Sirius suddenly felt guilty about earlier. He had said a lot of things he shouldn't have, mostly accusing this boy of many things he couldn't possible have done. No wonder the boy looked distressed at being alone in a room was him. He'd threatened to do a lot of things to the boy that he didn't even think were humanly possible. How could he have been so inconsiderate? He's only a boy after all. And with the things he's obviously been through. The kids probably been traumatised and there he was chucking every insult under the sun at him!
Maybe what he says is true. That he just suddenly disappeared from number 4 Private Drive and mysteriously ended up here. He'd have to talk to Albus about it, see if they're re such things as alternate realities. 'Well, time to make up.'
"I'll make sure he never lays a finger on you again." The kids face seemed to light up, as he eagerly embraced the older man, squeezing the air out of him. A look of shock clothed Sirius' face. 'This is the second time this kids hugged me.' Then he remembered. He was the kids godfather in the 'other world.' They must have been quite close.
"Do you believe me? About me being Harry Potter?" Harry's face was full of such hope that it would make a tougher man cry.
"We'll see."
Their conversation was cut short by a scream. Jumping up, Sirius raced to the door, only to leap out of the way as a stretcher carrying an unrecognisable man was rushed into the room. The third marauder, Remus Lupin, followed him shortly.
Harry watched as the man was placed in the bed next to him and tied down gently, but firmly by Remus.
"What's going on? Who is he?" Sirius directed the question at Remus, but his eyes were on the shaking figure.
"I'll explain later. Just get Madam Pomfrey quickly. We don't have much time left. He's lost a lot of blood and is in a considerable amount of pain."
As Sirius rushed out of the room, the man on the bed turned his head to face Harry. His eyes were closed from the pain, but still told its story in every line on the mans face. He had been tortured.
At first Harry didn't recognise him, but as soon as his eyelids opened and revealed deep ocean blue eyes, he knew.
It was Sirius.
Immediately, he began struggling against the powerful bonds, twisting and turning, trying to brake free. Shouts swept from his throat like water, blasting into the white room.
"Sirius! Sirius!"
Alarms bells were blazing in his mind so loudly it was like he was seeing the red lights flicker on and off, and hearing the loud piercing sound.
Next to him, his godfather seemed to be having some sort of fit. Veins were emerging from his skin like small mountains; his face was turning a bright red colour, and his whole body shook as though an earthquake was beneath him.
This was the scene that greeted the startled adults as they run into the room. Remus was desperately trying to restrain Padfoot as he jolted uncontrollably.
Madam Pomfrey instantaneously took control ordering James to help restrain Padfoot, Sirius to try and calm the distressed teenager down, and Lily to help her collect various potions. Dumbledore was told quite sharply to contact Severus Snape immediately for the more difficult potions that were needed. Also to find out what was causing her patient such pain.
The hospital wing had become more like a busy traffic junction. People shouting and screaming, pushing past each other, all manners were forgotten.
"Blood! He needs more blood! Lily run a test on his blood to see what type he is. Quickly! And for Gods sake, get them students away from the door!" Madam Pomfreys voice rang out above the commotion.
Harry had forgotten that classes had started, so of course, the students would want to look in and see what was happening. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall arrived and instantly began to move to eager teenagers along. This was very lucky, because what happened next would have confirmed all their beliefs about the strange boy.
The shaking mans blood type had been identified. It was a very rare type, but Sirius' blood seemed to match his completely. Leaving the struggling Harry, he rushed over and held out his arm, wincing slightly as a magical beam attached itself to his veins, pumping his blood into the other mans arm. With no one to prevent the Boy Who Lived from moving, he began to thrash about again. His eyes closed tight, face scrunched up and fists formed making his knuckles pearly white.
Suddenly, a burst of light erupted in the room, making the adults cover their eyes with blood stained hands. When they freed their pupils from the shadow of their arms a strange sight took their breath away. The air in the middle of the room was glimmering and moving as it does when above a flame. But what really shocked them was what they saw through it.
Moony was laying on a bed and book resting on his lap. They all stared at him, then back to the Remus behind them. As if noticing their gaze, Moony looked up. The blood ran from his face and his jar dropped. He rushed to his feet, sending the book flying and called out to someone out of their vision. Another figure stepped out, his shiny hair and beard reflecting the sun. He looked right at them, a look of amusement on his face.
"What the fuck is coming on? Why are their two Remus'?"
"Sirius, mind your language." The voice made them all jump. They hadn't noticed Albus Dumbledore glide in followed by Snape.
"Sorry sir." Was the answer, although the speaker never took his eyes from the portal.
"What is it?" James repeated his best friends question.
"That can wait for later. Right now we have a dying man in our presence. Severus, if you please."
Snape stormed forward making sure to bash James on his way. He quickly checked the man over before pouring disgusting looking potions down his throat with the help of Madam Pomfrey and Lily. Sirius was released from the mans arm, who had now stopped bleeding and shaking.
Rubbing it carefully, Sirius walked over to Harry. He had drained all his energy away and was now sleeping uncomfortably on his messy bed.
"Now can you tell us what happened?" James and Sirius bothed asked the question at the same time, earning them a grin from the old man.
"Alternate dimensions." Remus, who was studying the portal very closely answered for the Headmaster.
"What? That's impossible." James stated.
"No no. Mr Lupin is correct. Harry must have opened a gate to his world."
"But.."
"That is why I left him in here. I wanted to test him. See if he could do it again." Dumbledore said quite simply.
"You mean you believe him. That he is Harry Potter." James was almost scared of the answer.
"Yes. I suspected he was. I just needed prove."
James and Lily, who had heard the last few sentences, standing in shock, starring at the sleeping child on the bed.
Sirius, however had joined Remus by the portal. He stood comparing the differences in the two Remus' who both wore the same expression. A grin spread across his face. He had never seen Remus look this shocked, but to see two at once with the same expressions. He couldn't help but smile.
"Headmaster? I've finished with the potions. I will be leaving now. But at first I need to talk to you." Snape had come up behind Sirius and in front off Albus, his usual sneer on his face.
"Yes, of course. We'll go to my office straight away. I would like to speak to all of you."
Their little meeting was going to have to wait, for James choose that moment to extract revenge on Snape. He pushed forward, slamming into his rival making him fall back. The black blur that was Snape fell into Remus and Sirius, pushing them through the portal without a sound.
Silence fell across the room as Snape hit the floor.
"James! Why the hell did you do that? Look what you've done!" Lily screeched at her husband, foling her arms angrily.
"Well, he shouldn't have pushed me earlier! It's his fault!" James retorted acting like a child.
Lily silently fumed. James scolded. Snape quickly jumped to his feet looking at James with deep hatred. Dumbledore seemed to be trying to keep the smile of his face.
"Well accidents happen. Don't worry." Dumbledore seemed to be trying to calm everyone down. Both Lily and Snape looked as if they wanted to kill James.
Meanwhile through the portal two very heavy objects suddenly attacked a very confused Moony coursing him to fall to the floor and let out a grunt of pain. He clumsily extracted himself from the two beings and straightened up. Golden eyes met their twin, then a pair of blue eyes. All were stunned into silence.
"Tea anyone?" Dumbledore seemed to be the only person who could think of tea at a time like that.
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Well that's chapter 6. I'm not very happy with it, but it's the best I could do. I'm still trying to bring up the standard but I dunno. I'm going through a phase.
*Story advertising.*
Child of War. - by nic4ewan. If you like X men evolution you should read this. It's a Scott and Jean romance but it's an action fic too!
Well please review my fic!!!
Oh yeah! I've got a author tracking thing on my profile so if you wanna know when the next chappies out and whats happening in it.
Okay! Review!