Harry Potter and the Dark Lord

Chapter 31: New Power

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 discovers some of the powers he was given by Merlin.

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Harry's bed was surrounded by people. Many of them were crying. He knew there wasn't much time left. If Snape didn't hurry, he would die.

He felt tears form at the corners of his eyes. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to leave. He couldn't. If he died, that would be the end of the Wizarding world.

He felt tears slide down his face. He was so tired. He felt himself start to fall asleep again, but shook himself awake. Everyone finally noticed that he was awake, and began talking excitedly.

He couldn't focus on the voices, so he sought out one thing to focus on. He directed all of his attention to the one person who had remained silent. Sirius.

Sirius was sitting on a chair next to the bed, his face buried in his hands. He loved Sirius so much, he didn't want him to suffer. Suddenly, everyone went silent. Harry didn't know why. Then he realized his body was giving off a white glow, which suddenly stretched out and touched Sirius. Sirius looked up, he had a puzzled expression on his face.

Sirius's POV

Sirius realized what was happening. Harry, even in his pain, had summoned his powers to ease his own pain. As he realized this , he leaned over Harry's bed and hugged him. He wasn't sure if Harry even knew what was happening anymore, but he definitely felt him relax in his embrace.

Harry's POV

Harry knew he had helped Sirius. Through the haze that was slowly filling his mind, he felt Sirius holding on to him. He relaxed slightly and willed Sirius to keep holding him. If Sirius let go, he knew he would die. He could hardly hold on anymore. Suddenly he heard a crash, and footsteps pounded over to his bed.

Sirius's POV

"I have the antidote!" yelled Snape and everyone moved aside, except for Sirius, who refused to let go of Harry.

"Move aside Black." hissed Snape.

"No," retorted Sirius angrily. "If I let go, he will die. He's barely hanging on now."

"Fine, then hold him up so I can give him the antidote." said Snape.

Sirius pulled Harry up to a sitting position and Snape poured the contents of the vial into Harry's mouth. For a moment, nothing happened. Then suddenly Harry slumped forward onto his chest. He gently laid Harry back down on the bed. He wished he was sure that Harry would be all right, but he couldn't know for sure. Severus had only given him the partial antidote. They wouldn't know for sure until Severus had made the complete antidote. Sirius suddenly felt tiredness overtake him. He closed his eyes, thinking he would have a little nap, and sank into sleep.

Harry's POV

"Harry?" asked someone and Harry opened his eyes. He was in the dark corridor once again and his parents were calling his name.

"You're going to be fine." said his mum.

"Snape gave you the temporary antidote, but he'll have the complete one soon." said his dad.

"But how do you know?" asked Harry.

"We can watch you, you know. We're always watching you. Well, most of the time anyways." said his mum with a laugh.

"You need to go back now." said his dad.

"Remember, we love you." said his mum.

"I love you too." said Harry as the scene dissolved.

Harry opened his eyes to find himself surrounded by people. He couldn't remember what had happened. He could see that he was in the hospital wing. Several things stood out clearly in his mind. He remembered that Merlin had given him powers and that he had had several talks with his parents and that strange white sphere. The rest was all a blur.

He looked to his left and saw Sirius slumped over in a chair, obviously asleep. Harry didn't want to wake him up, but he wanted answers. Being as Sirius was the only one in the room with him, he was the only one he could ask. He reached out and poked Sirius's shoulder.

"Sirius." he whispered. When Sirius did not wake up, he tried again.

"Sirius." he said a little louder. Harry shook Sirius's shoulder.

"Huh?" said Sirius as he fell out of his chair.

Harry laughed and said, "Oops."

Sirius's POV

Sirius looked up to see Harry sitting up in bed, laughing at him. Sirius could only stare at Harry in shock. Harry had nearly died, and now he was sitting up in bed, laughing as if nothing had happened to him. Something was not right.

"Sorry Sirius. I didn't mean to make you fall. I just wanted to wake you up." said Harry with a grin.

"Umm, Harry, I'll be right back." said Sirius. He practically ran from the room.

Something wasn't right about this. He needed to find Dumbledore. He ran to Dumbledore's office. He said the password and nearly flew up the stairs. He burst into the office, not bothering to knock.

"Sirius, what's wrong?" asked Dumbledore.

"Harry woke up, but he doesn't seem to remember anything that happened to him." said Sirius.

"We need to go down there right away." said Dumbledore, walking out of his office. Sirius hurried after him.

"I need to know what happened in his dreams. It could be important." said Dumbledore. They entered the hospital wing. Sirius automatically looked at Harry's bed. His jaw dropped open as he took in the scene.

Harry's POV

Harry stared at the ceiling. Sirius had probably gone to get Dumbledore. He probably wasn't going to get answers from him. Harry was totally bored. He had been in the hospital wing too many times to count. He decided he would shoot sparks out of his wand for fun.

Harry moved his right hand to cast the spell to make sparks, but realized he wasn't holding his wand. Harry looked in shock as he saw blue sparks floating in the air. Where had they come from?

He waved his hand back and forth. More sparks appeared. He concentrated and flicked his fingers. Orange sparks appeared. Harry was highly amused with this new game. He continued, making more colorful sparks, but adding shapes.

Soon, he had a brilliant array of colored situated in the air in front of him. He laughed. He had no idea how he was doing this, but it was fun. He began poking at the picture, rearranging some of the shapes and sparks. He was finally satisfied with his picture and lay back on his bed, watching the colors sparkle. He hadn't noticed Sirius and Dumbledore enter the room.

"What the hell happened?" asked Sirius.

"Dunno, why doesn't someone tell me." replied Harry.

"Merlin." said Dumbledore simply as he sat down in a chair next to Harry's bed.

"What?" asked Sirius and Harry in unison.

"Merlin, if I'm not mistaken, gave you his powers in one of his dreams. That allowed you to ease your pain and to help Sirius save you." explained Dumbledore.

Harry was now even more confused.


Next Chapter: Discoveries

Fun, fun, fun.

Harry can't remember because all that happened was just a blur. He couldn't focus on anything because of the pain and all those new discoveries.