Harry Potter and the Dark Lord

Chapter 17: The Effects of Dreams

Summary: Set in Harry's sixth year. He encounters far more than he ever could have expected, but he does not have to go through it alone. An old friend returns to help him. Harry's defeat of Voldemort rests on him getting The Scepter of Light and Dark, something that would allow Voldemort to destroy the world if he can get the whole thing. Voldemort's powers are getting stronger and Harry has more than one encounter with him.

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This Chapter: Harry finds out just what kind of effect the dream with Voldemort can have.

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Harry walked down a dark corridor. He could hear voices, but couldn't see anyone. He reached the end of the corridor. Instead of a door, there was a golden gate. He could see his mum and dad behind the gate.

He reached out to open it, but his parents said, "No!" in unison.

"Why not? I want to be with you." he said to them.

"You are not dead, Harry, but if you touch that gate, you will no longer be able to go back. Peter is here, too. He told us to tell you that Sirius is in grave danger. Be very careful Harry. There is so much at stake right now, but you need to go now. Hurry, and remember, watch out for Sirius." said his dad.

Harry turned and ran in the direction in which he had come. He suddenly found himself entering the Room of Requirement. Everyone was in there. Not only the DA members, but teachers, the Dursleys, and many people Harry did not recognize. He walked to the front of the room and it seemed to melt away and he was at Grimmauld Place. He was in the kitchen and Sirius was lying on the floor. Don't be dead, please don't be dead, thought Harry as he knelt beside Sirius. He felt a burning pain in his scar and his eyes snapped open.

He had only been dreaming. Or had he? He wasn't in the familiar circular dormitory that housed the sixth year Gryffindor boys. He looked around for his glasses. He saw a small table to the right of his bed and saw his glasses lying on it. He grabbed the glasses and put them on.

He looked around and groaned. He was in the hospital wing. He looked to his left, and to his surprise, saw a familiar red-headed girl.

"Ginny?" he asked incredulously. She started, then smiled when she was Harry.

"Oh, it's so good to see you awake Harry." she said. Ginny gave him a kiss on the cheek, and without another word, left the hospital wing. What in Merlin's name was he doing in the hospital wing, wondered Harry to himself. He hadn't done anything dangerous. He got up and started to pull on his robes.

"Oh no you don't, Mr. Potter!" shrieked Madam Pomfrey as she caught sight of him. "You're not leaving yet! Especially after that stunt you pulled last week!" she shouted at him as she pushed him back into bed.

"Last week?" he said to Madam Pomfrey.

"Yes, last week. You've been out nearly three days now. Drink this it'll help." she said, handing him a goblet full of a smoking potion. He choked it down.

The door to the hospital wing opened, and in walked Dumbledore, followed by Lupin, and Harry could not believe his eyes, the great black dog. What was it his dad had told him? Sirius was in danger and here he was at Hogwarts.

"No, no, no." he began to mutter to himself.

"Professors, you are disturbing my patient!" shrieked Madam Pomfrey.

"Poppy, please calm down. I need to speak to Harry right now." said Dumbledore.

"Fine." she said in disgust and stalked off to her office.

Harry was still saying, "No." Sirius couldn't be here. He was in danger.

"Harry, calm down." said Lupin. Try as he might, Harry couldn't stop repeating the word no, but he had to get them to understand that Sirius couldn't be here. He suddenly felt something cold wash over him and Harry realized that Dumbledore had conjured up a bucket of cold water. He began to sputter angrily, but realized that Dumbledore had brought him back to his senses. With another wave of his wand, Dumbledore made the water go away. Sirius transformed back into a human. He was watching Harry curiously and bent down to hug him, but Harry pushed him away.

"No, you shouldn't be here!" cried Harry.

"Harry can you please tell us what happened. We need to know." said Dumbledore calmly, ignoring Harry's outburst. Harry told them exactly what had happened after he fell asleep, then what happened with his parents, and finally the odd end of his dream.

"What day is it?" asked Harry once he had finished relating his dream.

"Its Sunday afternoon." said Sirius.

"Of course." said Dumbledore thoughtfully. "Voldemort has figured out a way to talk to Harry in his dreams. A kind of vision, you might say, although it is like talking to someone in real life. He could cause you pain, but could not kill you. He must not have realized this when he sent you to the World of the Dead. You say Wormtail was with your parents?" aid Dumbledore.

"He wasn't with them when they talked to me, be only sent the message. Why?" asked Harry.

"The wizard's debt. He knew that you would want to confront him if you saw him, passing through the gateway, thus dying. He knew that, and chose to have your parents deliver the message." said Dumbledore.

"But what about Sirius?" asked Harry.

"He will be remaining here at Hogwarts with you. I feel there is no safer place he could be, especially after your dream. I fear that Voldemort knows about Grimmauld Place, especially after your dream. I already suspected this and brought Sirius here." replied Dumbledore.

"So there's a spy in the Order?" asked Harry.

"Yes, we believe so, although we suspect who it is, we're not going to d anything about them until we have definite proof. " said Dumbledore. "In the meantime, I suggest that you stay here for a few days. We will have another lesson on Thursday and five o'clock." he finished as he left the hospital wing.

"Why don't you rest now Harry?" asked Sirius.

"No thanks, I'm wide awake." replied Harry.

"Sorry Harry, but you've got to sleep." he said before jumping on top of Harry and forcing a potion down his throat. Harry found himself getting curiously sleep. He closed his eyes and sank into sleep.


Next Chapter: A Confrontation