Chapter Twelve:

Recovery

Unexplainably, Harry Potter had made a full recovery within a week. He was even showing getter control over some of his powers. The healers were very surprised by this, because of the amount of magic expended and the amount of strain in had on Harry's body. According to them Harry shouldn't have even been conscious for a least a week, like the time had had suffered from magical exhaustion when he faced Voldemort and Quirrel when he was only eleven, but to have regained his powers as well was astonishing. Nobody however questioned Harry about what had happened until he and Ginny went back to number 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Harry, what exactly happened that night?" asked Ginny as soon as they had apparated back into the living room.

'Damn, I knew it would come sooner or later,' Harry thought to himself.

"Yes Potter, we are all a bit curious," said Draco from behind Harry.

"Draco, what are you doing here?" asked a surprised Harry.

"Who else do you think helped Granger put back together that mess you made down stairs?" asked Draco, "Weasley and Granger are upstairs doing who knows what, we had no idea when you'd be back today."

"Thank you Draco," said Ginny appreciatively, "How is everything else holding up?"

"Well, Kreacher is a handful, and Winky has been blaming herself and has been drinking non-stop since you went to the hospital."

"I'll go find Winky and Dobby and get Ron and Hermione downstairs," said Ginny heading up the stairs.

"So, Potter…" Draco started to say.

"Just call me Harry, Draco," said Harry.

"Alright HARRY, what in the hell happened the other day?" asked Draco.

"I am not sure," said Harry truthfully, "I'll wait for Hermione to get down here to tell you what I know."

"Well, you can start now since we're all here," said Hermione, both her and Ron were a bit flushed, Harry silently chuckled to himself when he noticed this. After assuring to Winky that what had happened was not her fault, they sent her and Dobby to make dinner while they went to the living room so that Harry could tell them what was going on, knowing he could not avoid it any longer.

He took a deep breathe, "Every few days, I have been having these nightmares. There was a battle going on and there is nothing I can do to stop it. All I know is that innocent people are either dead or dieing all because of me, yet I don't know why." They could tell that Harry was more distressed about this than he let on, "Each time the dream became clearer. I eventually started to see people I knew and cared about either dieing or being tortured. So I decided that with the World Tournament coming up I should start training should anything unexpected comes up."

"But Harry, theses dreams can't be real!" said Ginny desperately.

"You don't have any seers in your family, and all those dreams about Voldemort was actually you possessing him," said Hermione disbelievingly, "You can't seriously think that these dreams are the future! You'd sound like that old fraud Trelawny!"

"Not exactly the future, but a premonition," said Harry, "and she wasn't a fraud."

"But, mate you've never been able to see the future before and what do you mean she'd not a fraud?" asked Ron.

"That isn't entirely accurate either, during my Divination Exam out third year; I saw Sirius in the crystal ball right before Professor Trelawny gave me her second prophecy. Telling me that: 'The one who betrayed his friends would return to his master before midnight'. That was the night Sirius dragged Ron to the Shrieking Shack and we found out that Scabbers was in fact, Peter Pettigrew."

"You said second prophecy…" said Ginny uncertainly.

"The other was given about 13 years before that," said Harry, "It was one of the Prophecies that got destroyed at the Department of Mysteries the night Voldemort showed up at the Ministry of Magic and fought Dumbledore and tried to possess me." Harry used his wand to spell out exactly what the plaque had said, just as Tom Riddle had done in the Chamber of Secrets, when he had told Harry that Tom Marvolo Riddle was Lord Voldemort and that he was the Heir of Slytherin.

S.P.T. to A.W.P.B.D.

Dark Lord

and (?) Harry Potter

With a wave of his wand he summoned a Pensieve out of thin air and set it on the table. He then put his wand to his temple and extracted a silver strand of a memory out of his head and placed it into the basin. He then prodded the silver substance as Dumbledore had before when he had shown Harry the prophecy the day Sirius had died. A figure rose out of it, draped in shawls, her eyes magnified to enormous size by her spectacles and she revolved slowly. When she spoke, however, it was not her usual ethereal, mystic, voice, but the harsh raspy voice that Harry had heard once before in his third year.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…

Born to those who have thrice defied him, Born as the Seventh month dies…

And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, But he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not…

And either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives…

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the Seventh month dies…

The visage of Sybill Trelawny sank back into the silvery substance in the basin below. Harry collected the memory and put it back into his head and then banished the Pensieve.

"You did that to show off," said Draco accusingly, "All you had to say was that it was the prophecy that set Voldemort after you and your parents. But none of this explains why you nearly blew yourself up or that little episode at St. Mungo's."

Harry quickly explained that he was trying to master his wandless magic by getting through the charms on the Practice room. "After I failed in the first two attempts, I decided to focus on what I was feeling during the times I was able to use wandless magic. Kind of like when you summon a Patronus. I remembered how Voldemort and Snape had taken everyone who I cared about and who cared about me away and that if I didn't do anything I would lose Ginny also. I couldn't even begin to think about what I'd do if she had died. All the weaker charms were broken at this point. Then after Moody managed to take you all out and hold his own against me, I didn't know what to think. I had defeated Voldemort; Moody shouldn't have been a challenge for me at all. I realized then, that I didn't... couldn't protect everyone like I had before… I couldn't let anything happen to you because of my weakness any longer. The rest of the charms had begun to shatter and disintegrate. Before I knew what was going on, I had had another 'vision'. The man with the black armor and black staff with a black cobra head from my dreams appeared. I don't know where we were, it was too foggy. I knew he was evil, yet I could do nothing." Harry took another deep breath, "He was standing over Ginny, and put the Cruciatus Curse on her. Yet I couldn't move I couldn't do anything but watch her writhing in pain. I yelled at him to stop, and it pained me to see the tears in her eyes… She was still in pain after the curse had been lifted, begging me silently to help her. I still couldn't move w-when he u-used the Killing Curse on her and I simply watched her died!" his voice was strained, he was holding back the pain he felt, yet Ginny could feel it through the bond that they shared that was created by the Mind Link Harry had created the Day he defeated Voldemort. He heart went out to him and she tenderly put her hand on his arm to comfort him, "I watched her die and I could do nothing, I felt pathetic and weak… I felt power flowing through me. I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. It continued to become stronger and stronger until it finally exploded out of me. The last thing I remember was being thrown from the door and hearing Winky scream." No one spoke as Harry paused, letting everything sink in. "The next thing I knew, I was standing in the middle of a battlefield. There were dead bodies sprawled out all around me and demons waiting to shred me to pieces. I had the Sword of Gryffindor and I felt an awesome power flowing between me and the sword. It was like the sword had become a part of me and the powers of the sword and me were combined into a much more formidable force. I drove back some lesser demons, and then battled one that was much stronger. After I killed it, a powerful curse cut through the air and I blocked it with the sword. The same wizard who had killed Ginny before in the last vision was attacking me again. It took a lot out of me and the power I once felt was no longer there. I was weakened and could barely stand. I was hit with the disarming charm after that and the sword was ripped from my hands. I couldn't summon enough power to use wandless magic so I drew my wand. I did my best to fight back but I could only get a few sparks to fly out of my wand. He went to hit me with the Cruciatus curse but Ginny threw herself in front of me. I held her when she was released from the curse; I was then thrown away from her. I yelled for him to stay way from Ginny, he sent the Killing Curse at me, and missed. I heard someone collapse behind me, it was Ron." Ron seemed to pale in color as Harry said this, "I heard someone call out my named and as I turned around I saw a green flash and someone collapse in front of me. This time it was Hermione, you saved me," Harry said looking directly at Hermione, "I was so angry with myself because there was nothing I could do to prevent any of it, I was useless. It was then I realized who all the other people who had died were. I realized then that everyone I ever cared about was dead. I saw Ron and Ginny's entire family, Hagrid, McGonagall… even Draco… and then he turned the staff on Ginny and he hit her with the Cruciatus Curse again. I was about to lose all hope, and I was losing Ginny all over again. Seeing here being tortured, I couldn't handle it, I pleaded with him to stop and he used the Killing Curse on her. I became frustrated and desperate. I was so angry with myself for being so weak, so I summoned as much power as I could and let it all explode from my body."

"Then I guess we should consider ourselves lucky then," said Draco. Harry, Ginny, and Ron gave him a confused look, while Hermione glared at Draco and shook her head, she and Draco had come to the same conclusion. "Obviously he doesn't know what he almost did and we shouldn't hide it from him, in case it happens again!"

"Well, it seems that your 'thing for saving people' actually brings out your magical potential," Hermione explained.

"And if you hadn't expended so much power before, you'd have blown us all into dust when you attempted to self-destruct at St. Mungo's!" Draco told them, as he returned Hermione's glare.

"Self-destruct?" asked Harry, Ron and Ginny looked at Hermione who simply sat there staring at Draco.

"H-he's right Harry, when you thought you'd lost everyone you decided that you couldn't take it anymore and decided you were going to end everything there and then." Said Hermione, "Your powers are immense Harry, and they've been steadily growing since you defeated Voldemort."

"Your aura has changed as well; your entire magical signature has changed in the last year," Draco informed him, "What's even more interesting is that the majority of the change was done within the last week."

"How is that possible?" asked Ron, Draco simply looked at Hermione.

"I think it has something to do with that bond that you and Fawkes have," said Hermione, "Winky told us that you burst into flames, yet you didn't burn."

'So much for ever being normal,' Harry thought to himself.

'Don't worry Harry, we can just ask Moody about this or even Professor McGonagall.' Ginny sent her thoughts to Harry. The Mind Link Harry had created between Ginny and himself created a permanent telepathic bond, which was just another in a long list of abnormalities relating to Harry Potter, as a Mind Link had never before created such a bond between two people, or anyone else Harry had preformed a Mind Link with. Hermione had suggested that this particular side effect was a testament to the type of relationship Harry and Ginny shared with each other.

'Perhaps Dumbledore's portrait knows something…' Harry thought to Ginny, looking into her eyes seeing the concern and the love there. Since the nightmares had started he had been shutting out her mind using Occulmency. It felt good to be connected to her again, to be able to hear each others thoughts and feel each others feelings.

"Care to let the rest of us in the conversation?" asked an annoyed Ron.

"Sorry," Harry said, he and Ginny blushed.

"I hate it when you guys do that!" complained Ron, "It's bad enough Harry that you, Hermione, and Draco can do it all the time… w-with out…

"Your little sister showing you up, Weasley," Draco taunted Ron, smirking.

"Relax, Ron, I can only do it with Harry," said Ginny, "Besides, Hermione and Draco can't feel what anybody's feelings and I can only feel Harry's." Ginny tried to make Ron feel better but it wasn't working out very well. Harry decided to quickly change the subject.

"We just thought that we should talk to Moody, McGonagall, or Dumbledore's portrait," Harry told them. Hermione picked up on what Harry was trying to do and made a quick suggestion.

"Well, I think we should let everyone know Harry's back from St. Mungo's and that he's going to be alright," Hermione suggested, special abilities temporarily forgotten.