Chapter 12- The Revealer
Harry awoke, but he had no idea where he was, or how he got there. He opened up his eyes, and found himself in unfamiliar surroundings. It was dark, very dark and he could not see anything in front of him. He forced himself to stand up, his knees feeling very weak. He was not sure how long he could stand, but he had to find out where he was. He started walking but very slowly so he could maybe see some of his surroundings. But all of a sudden, he heard a voice. An eerie, revolting voice. It turned his insides to ice and froze right into his tracks.
"But are you sure you can go back? I don't think you can! "Sneered Lord Voldermort.
"Master- Please! Believe me!" said a weak, voice that Harry could not recognize because they were trying not to be heard.
"Why should I? You have failed me before, now haven't you?" Voldermort said coldly.
"I know, Master. But everything was in place. I must go back! I know I did not follow your orders exactly but, it will never happen again! No one suspects anything."
It took a while for Voldermort to reply. "And it won't happen again. You won't let your personal interest get in the way of what must be done?"
"No, Master!"
"I don't know. I suppose you did okay. Everything is in place as far as I can tell. For if what's to happen, happens the way I want to it to turn out, everything from this point on must be approached...very...carefully."
"I know, Master. I am most aware of that! I will take care of it," Cried the voice.
"Good. Because this is the last time, I give you another chance," Uttered Lord Voldermort. "But I must say I am feeling very satisfied. For now." He added very pleasantly laughing wickedly.
All of a sudden a huge blast of pain hit Harry's scar. Harry almost let out a scream but didn't want to be heard. He grabbed his scar and fell to the floor, shaking.
He
then heard faintly in the background and swore it was a woman's
voice, but wasn't too sure.
"Master, I will get the others."
But Harry was in so much pain he was starting to loose consciousness.
"NO! Harry whispered. He couldn't pass out. He had to hear more, he had to know what they were planning, but all of a sudden he swore he saw Lord Voldermort laughing in his face; his sick, twisted, smile.
"NOOOOOOOOOO! "Harry screamed.
"Harry! Its all right! "He heard a familiar voice beside him. "You're just dreaming."
Harry opened his eyes and seen Lupin right beside him. Harry looked around and realized that he was in the hospital wing. It was just a dream. He was very confused. But his scar was still burning very badly, and he rubbed it, hoping the pain would cease.
Harry sat up a little in his bed bewildered. "What happened? How did I get here?"he asked Lupin.
Lupin peered at him. "You don't remember?"
Harry tried but he couldn't think about anything but the dream he just had.
Lupin stood up frowning. "Harry you fainted a ways down the corridors from the great hall. Hagrid was there and he said that you were in a fight with Ron. Harry, I am sorry to say that Ron performed a spell on you. Hagrid immediately brought you here."
Ron performed a spell on him? Wait. Ron! It was all coming back to him now. Ron ignoring him at breakfast, then Ron accusing Harry of kissing Hermione. Ron did pull out his wand, but Harry did not remember him doing a spell on him.
"But Professor, I don't remember Ron doing a spell on me."
But Lupin interrupted. "I'm sorry Harry. But I'm afraid he did. A silent spell. Lupin paused for a moment. "These kinds of spells are mainly used for revenge. For a person to feel what was done to them."
"But how do you know he did the spell?" asked Harry curiously starting to get mad. He never would have thought that Ron would do a spell on him, no matter how mad he was.
"Well, I could see the signs Harry. Hagrid told me exactly what happened. He was very worried about you. He said that you and Ron were fighting, and that he had his wand out. Harry. I must tell you that it is a very personal spell. The reason why it's a silent spell is to surprise the person. To make you feel exactly what they felt. You didn't just pass out for any reason. You felt like you had the wind knocked out of you?"
Harry tried to remember. He remembered his knees going weak and his face to starting to sweat, and him feeling very faint. "Yes, "Harry said. "But how long have I been out?"
"About three hours. But don't worry, Harry. Your fine. All that needed to be administered to stop the spell was a small pill. But I need you to rest here for a little while, to make sure, and you should drink this," smiled Lupin faintly as he put a small cup of tea onto his beside table.
"Okay. Wait. Did Ron get in trouble? Did someone find out about the spell?"
As much as he was mad at Ron, he did not want Ron to get in trouble. Ron could not see clearly when it came to Hermione, especially since Ron thinks Harry betrayed him. Harry was sure than ever that Hermione had been affected by the Over-truth Potion.
"No. The only people who know are myself, Hagrid and Dumbledore," Lupin admitted.
"Good. Dumbledoore knows?"
"Yes."
Wait. Harry remembered something. Harry wrote to Lupin about the Over-truth Potion. But he never responded. Lupin knew. Lupin probably knows what's going on in the school. But why hadn't Lupin written back?
"Wait. I wrote you in the beginning of the year about something. How come you never wrote me back?" Harry asked Lupin irritated.
Lupin signed. "I have a feeling you'd be wondering about that Harry."
"So you know? About the Over-truth potion? That's its affecting the school?"
Lupin shook his head. "Yes I do. I'm sorry Harry, but I had no choice but to go straight to Dumbledoore, "Lupin said flatly.
Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Dumbledoore knew about the Over-truth Potion?
"Dumbledoore knows! You told him? "Said Harry getting angry." "I THOUGHT I COULD TRUST YOU! I CAN'T TRUST ANYONE!"
"Now Harry, you can trust Dumbledoore, Harry. But as soon as you wrote me I had gone to Dumbledoore. I heard of this potion. And let me tell you, it is very deadly. It can be very destructive, and it can tear families, even towns apart. I couldn't imagine what it could be doing to Hogwarts."
"So Dumbledoore knew all this time and he never did anything about it! He knew that is was so destructive and he didn't even tell me that he knew or try to stop it!" Said Harry enraged.
Lupin was trying to stay calm. "Harry, calm down. All I can say is that Dumbledoore has his reasons."
"No! I don't' want to stay calm anymore! I am sick of everybody having their! reasons! Why won't you just tell me? Don't you understand? I have lost all of my friends! "Harry bellowed as his scar burst out in pain again.
"I know Harry. I am sorry. "Lupin said softly. "But I must tell you that whoever is behind this will be caught. You have my word."
"Who else knows, about the Over-truth Potion? "Harry managed to say without screaming.
Lupin did not speak for a moment. But then he looked at Harry. "Only Myself, and Dumbledoore, for now that is."
"What about Snape? He doesn't know?
"Why should Snape know?"
"Snape is the Potions master! How could he not know! "Shouted Harry.
"He just is not aware.".
"So- I guess that the whole outbreak of Azkaban Prison, all the prisoners on the loose- and the Over-truth Potion is not just a coincidence is it?" Asked Harry, is temper barely calming down.
"No, it is not."
"So, that means this is all connected to Voldermort than, doesn't it? He's behind this!"
Lupin did not say anything, but Harry knew his silence meant yes.
Just then Harry was about to tell Lupin about his dream, but decided not to.
Lupin handed Harry the cup of tea. "Drink this. It'll make you feel better."
Harry drank it, and it did seem to warm him up a bit. However, Harry was not sure if anything would make him feel better at this point.
"Oh, and Harry- If you have any more questions, my advice, go pay Dumbledoore a visit tonight," Lupin gave a little smile.
Harry walked out of the hospital wing about an hour later, toward the great hall. It was about lunch time, and he was starving. But he really did not want to go into the hall. He did not feel like facing Hermione, Ginny, or Especially Ron. A part of Harry was very mad at Ron that Ron actually believed he would do that to him, and that he did a silent spell on him. But another part of him felt like he couldn't really blame Ron. He felt betrayed by his best friend. He just had somehow to convince Ron and Ginny that Hermione was affected by the Over-truth potion. But as Harry walked slowly into the great hall, he wished that none of his friends were in there, so he could just have a moment of peace. But clearly that was not that case. He walked in and everyone started to stare. Harry tried to convince himself that maybe he was being paranoid. But when everyone started whispering to each other as he walked by, and giving him dirty looks, he was sure it was not Paranoia.
"I can't believe him!" Said a disgusted girl who's voice he did recognize.
"Do you think it's really true?"said a curious voice as he passed the Hupplepuff table. Harry quickly walked by the table and just threw himself in one of the seats at the end of the Gryffindor table. That was a bad mistake.
"Harry. Is it true that you kissed Hermione and that you and Ron dueled over her?" said Seamus Finnigan.
Harry did not answer. He could feel his face turning very red. He just grabbed some food and nibbled into it.
"I heard it was more like -Hermione beating up Harry after he tried to make a move!", said Dean Thomas laughing.
That's what everyone seemed to be talking about. The different theories about what happened with Ron and Hermione and Harry.
"No, I heard That Susan Bones and Hermione both beat him up, then Ron finished him off!" Said Neville Longbottom.
Harry was about to leave, when out of the corner of his eye he saw Hermione, Ron, and Ginny sitting at the end of the table. Ron and Ginny were busy eating, but Hermione gave Harry a smirk. He couldn't believe what was happening. His friends were turning quickly into his enemies. This had to stop. Right now, he had no one. But Harry realized that he had one more person he could go to.
Harry gulped down some pumpkin juice and got up from the table, and despite the constant snickering behind him, he ran out of the great hall as fast as he could and headed toward Hagrid's.
Harry ran up to Hagrid's cabin and knocked on the door. But a minute passed and he did not answer. Maybe Hagrid wasn't there. But Harry really wished he would be. He really wanted to see him and talk to him. Harry was just about to leave, but then Hagrid's door swung open.
"Harry?"said Hagrid looking surprised.
"Hi, Hagrid," uttered Harry.
"What's wrong? Why aren't ter. in the Hospital Wing?" Replied Hagrid looking worried.
"Oh, Er, I'm fine, Hagrid. Lupin released me," announced Harry.
"OH, that's a relief!" Exclaimed Hagrid.
"Uh, can, I come in?" asked Harry.
"Oh! Right! Come in, come in!" smiled Hagrid, moving aside making sure Harry could get by the door.
Harry went in and sat in one of Hagrid's chair, which was still about three times too big for him. Fang sat right beside Harry and licked Harry's arm.
"Want some tea, Harry?"Said Hagrid.
"Please," replied Harry.
Hagrid started to make some tea, then he faced Harry. "You're rather quiet.".
Harry didn't know what to say. He was at a loss for words.
Hagrid finished making the tea and poured it in two mugs, and then handed one to Harry.
"Thanks.", Said Harry, while drinking some tea.
Hagrid sat down across from him. "So, you finally gonna tell me what's going on? I know yer hiding somethin!" he said directly.
Harry wanted to. But he didn't know if he had the strength to relay all the horrible details that's happened in the last few days. He wanted to let Hagrid in on how he was feeling, and what has been happening. Hagrid was one of the only friends he had left.
"Everything's a mess Hagrid, "Harry blurted out. "And this time I don't' know how we're all going to get of it."
Hagrid looked upset but also worried. "I can see that, Harry. I just want ter know what's going on! Ron, your best friend using a silent curse on you! What's that ter about!"
Harry sighed. "Hagrid. It's -er-complicated. But- I want to tell you.".
"Harry-I want ter ya know, that you could tell me anything," said Hagrid warmly sipping his tea.
Harry knew he could tell Hagrid anything. He could trust Hagrid. But how was he gonna tell him everything that happened? But all of a sudden Harry felt like he needed to get it off his chest. He needed to feel like he can finally trust someone.
"I know Hagrid. And I am sorry that I haven't told you before. I should have come to you. I should of- trusted you. It all started when we found out about the Secret Section. We found out -er-something-But I thought that- I thought that Me, Ron, and Hermione would solve this together-the way we always do- But now I don't have any of my friends!" Harry said getting enraged. "Not Ron, Hermione, or Ginny! I don't think I can even trust Dumbledoore anymore! And- I don't know what to do anymore! When will this stop! It seems like its one thing after another! I don't think I can solve this by myself!" Yelled Harry furiously as he threw the mug right beside him and it shattered into pieces as it fell onto the floor. Uh oh, Harry thought. He was a little over the edge right now.
Hagrid peered at Harry but didn't say anything for a moment. But then he got up and smiled. "More tea?"
Harry shook his head, smiling weakly. "Sure-. Er- Thanks, Hagrid. I'm sorry. I'M a little upset right now, "Harry said more calmly. It felt so good to talk to somebody about this. He should of went to Hagrid before.
Hagrid walked over to the counter and started to pour more tea for Harry. "Yuh, know, I knew this had something ter do with that flubberin secret section, "Hagrid said undoubtingly.
Harry did not say anything. Harry then reached into his pants pocket for no-good reason.
"Huh? "Said Harry to himself. There seemed to be something in there. It felt cold. He grabbed it out of his pocket. He couldn't believe he'd forgotten about this. Last night, with Ginny, he found it in the Hall, after Professor Harmone went missing. This was Professor Harmone's red gem necklace. Harry wondered maybe if he should tell anyone about this. Perhaps he should mention it to Hagrid.
Hagrid then handed Harry his cup of tea, and sat back down himself.
"What's that Yer got ter Harry? "Said Hagrid.
Harry looked at Hagrid. "Oh-er- its something I found."
But Hagrid seemed to be studying it quite closely. Maybe Hagrid already knew who it belonged to.
Then Hagrid starting laughing. "Blimey, Harry! I didn't know you got yourself a Revealer. That's Yer pretty nice one, too!"
Harry was confused. "A Revealer?"
"Yeah, I had one meself a long time ergo, but I got meself into a little bit of trouble when someone found it, "Hagrid recalled. Obviously it wasn't the best of memories because Hagrid looked near tears. "But I don't like ter think about it," he added.
"Wait, what exactly is it? " Harry asked.
"Oh a rare object as they come, it's kinder like a Remembrall, but a wee bit more complex," Hagrid sipped more tea.
A Remembrall? So if this gem was like a Remembrall, and it belonged to Professor Harmone's, than maybe it had some kind of a memory recorded onto it. Harry had to find out more about it. He couldn't tell Hagrid it was Professor Harmone's yet. He had to see what was in it first. Maybe it contained something about what happened last night during the ball. Like who is responsible for what's happening! He had to find out now.
Harry gulped down the rest of his tea, and got up. "Thanks for the tea, Hagrid," He said briskly while walking to the door.
"Where do yer think yer going? We're not done talking yet! "Said Hagrid.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go. I promise I will tell you everything. I can't just yet. I have to do something," Harry quickly said with promise.
"Wait! Where you goin?" Shouted Hagrid as he rose from his chair.
"I'll see you later!" Harry blurted as he held the Revealer tightly in his hand. Harry walked out the door and started for the castle. He heard Hagrid shouting dimly in the background.
"Yer better tell me everything! I'll be expecting yer here!"