Harry Potter and the Sixth Book Undone

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Chapter Thirteen

"Professor, Professor Snape?"

"Come in and close the door Potter." Came a sour voice behind some shelves full of disgusting jars that were filled with what Harry thought looked extremely like small featherless budgies that had a mole shaped head. Breaking Harry out of his thoughts, Snape jerked an old looking box off the shelf and placed it beside his desk. " Well, Potter, I trust you know why you are here."

" Yes Sir. I do." he said politely .

"Yes Sir." mimicked Snape. "So it's Sir now. Is it? Very polite now are we? Take your position. Same as last year, no doubt you remember where." Snape faced Harry with a sneer on his face."Legilimens!" shouted Snape pointing his wand forcefully in Harry's direction.

Harry cleared his mind of every thought that he had ever possessed. All the emotion. Pain, fear, love, joy, sorrow, everything. Snapes' face started to turn a puce color in his extreme concentration . Finally he broke his eye contact with Harry.

"How did you do it?" snarled Snape furiously. "How did you learn Occlumency ? Who taught you?"

"You did Sir, last year remember?" Snape drew closer.

"Don't give me that Potter. You didn't listen to anything I said last year. You couldn't possibly have learned it by yourself. I demand to know how you did it."

"I forgave my father, and I forgave you Sir." Snapes curiosity got the better of him.

"Forgave your father? What did your father do to you?"

"Not what he did to me, but what he did to you Sir." Snape turned red with fury at the mention of the old memory.

"And exactly what did I supposedly do to you now?"

"The same thing my father did to you. You humiliate me every chance you get. Just as he did to you all those years ago. So I guess you're both even now. Now can we move on with both our lives?" Snape seemed to have found himself speechless for once. Harry thought that he had crossed the line.

"This lesson is over for today Potter." The bitterness that was usually there was absent this time. "We will start Legilimency next lesson. You are dismissed."

Harry picked up his bag from the floor and headed towards the closed door. He turned to see Professor Snape pick a book up from his desk. "Thank you Sir." Snape turned and nodded his head towards Harry.

"That's easy for you to say. You've been flying since first year." Hermione said to Harry outside in the clear , crisp air.

"Hermione, please just try it. It won't be that bad. I promise." Harry shifted on his broom.

"But I can't fly upside down. I'll fall. Again. It's hopeless. I should just sign up for the remedial class now and get it over with." she closed her eyes in a defeated way.

"Don't say that. You wouldn't let me give up on something I needed to learn. Now would you?"

"No, but..."

" No buts. Now let's fly. I'll fly underneath you."

" Oh. Alright. Let's go before I lose my nerve." Hermione flew up about twenty feet and Harry took his place under her. She sped up and so did he. She leaned to he right and went upside down. Her hair fell straight down in Harry's face. He breathed deeply before lowering a little, so his vision was unobstructed. Hermione flew about a hundred feet and turned right side up.

"I did it! I did it! I did it!" She flew towards Harry and planted her lips firmly against his. When they pulled away from each other Hermione looked into Harry's eyes. " Harry, I think I love you."

" Hermione, I know I love you. I have ever since you walked into the train compartment first year and asked about Neville's toad."

"Really? I feel awful about what I thought about you when I first meet you."

"What? Why?"

She looked very embarrassed."Well, when I met you for the first time, I thought you would be a pompous little prat like Draco Malfoy ." They walked into the Great Hall for lunch. They sat down beside Ron.

"That would be really weird. Could you imagine me acting like Malfoy, Ron?" Ron snorted into his potatoes.

Harry shifted in his seat. "You want to know something? The sorting hat almost put me into Slytherin house." He looked down at his plate. " It said I would have done well in Slytherin, said it was all there in my head. It's weird how something can see into your mind like that. Isn't it?" Harry's head snapped up painfully fast and he jumped to his feet.

" Harry, what is it? Are you sick? Do you need to go to the hospital wing?" Hermione said as she noticed that Harry looked very pale and excited. He looked down at the sitting Ron and Hermione.

"I know how to see inside Voldermorts head." Harry said shakily. Ron didn't wince at the sound of the name. This time he looked doubtfully at Harry.

" Harry, I thought he could block his mind from you. Did you find another way through his defenses?"

" I think I may have Ron. We have to see Dumbledore right away. Come on."

The trio made their way to Dumbledores office."Frosted Pastries" Hermione said as the gargoyle sprang aside. When they got to the door Harry knocked three times very fast and loudly.

"Come in."

"Professor Dumbledore, " Harry said as he came into the room and stood in front of the Headmasters desk. " Professor , I have an idea about how to break into Voldermorts mind, but I will need to borrow the Sorting Hat Sir." Dumbledore smiled and said in a sad voice, " Of course Harry, but I must say that the Sorting Hat hasn't said a word since the sorting ceremony. I see your plan and I admit to another mistake of an old man. I never thought about using the hat." The Headmaster reached over and took the hat off the shelf it occupied and handed it to Harry. " You may also take this, it may make itself useful as well." He handed over The True Ring of Happiness. " Good luck to you all."

PLEASE review I believe there will be a very violent scene in the next chapter. Just a warning.