Harry Potter & the Journey Into Isolation
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Eleven: Walking Through a Nightmare
Remus Lupin was loitering outside of the Headmaster's office when he spied Ron and Hermione racing away towards the infirmary. He had almost followed them, but decided that whatever was going on up in the Headmaster's office was more important. Quickly the werewolf strode over the gargoyle and gave the password that allowed him entry to the Headmaster's office.
"Lupin," Professor McGonagall asks when she sees him enter the office. "What are you doing here?"
"I need to speak with Dumbledore; I thought he would be here. Where is he?" Remus asked. However, he turns to see Tonks standing over by a bookshelf looking at the volumes on it. With a calculated effort he says, "Harry? Is that you?"
Tonks turned around and replied, "No, it's me, Tonks."
Remus nodded, though he already knew it wasn't Harry, and asked again, "Where is Dumbledore?"
Without thinking about it Tonks says, "He's in the pensieve reviewing Harry's memories about his abduction with Madame Pompfrey."
Once she had confirmed Remus' speculations, the werewolf using superhuman reflexes lunges for the pensieve and enters it along with the other two.
Tonks and McGonagall move quickly to stop him, but they are too late to do anything about it.
"Harry Potter is not going to be liking this a bit," Dobby said worriedly.
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Meanwhile across the English countryside, a group of masked people wearing black robes were gathering in a large room and taking their assigned positions in the circle. However, of all the Death Eater assembled it was only Severus Snape that Voldemort really wanted to talk to.
"Ah Severus, I see your back to normal again," Voldemort hissed in amusement. "Either you found the counter charm to the elf's magic or you've made up with it."
"The spell wore off my lord," Severus said as he kissed the hem of his master's robes.
"Stand Severus and take your place in the circle and tell me how our dear Mr. Potter is faring these days."
"He has removed my class from his schedule and refuses to allow me to be near him again. He is barely speaking with the Headmaster and his fellow students have formed what has been called the 'line' around the infirmary to prevent anyone from entering. Anyone who does make it past the line then has to face the school nurse or worse, that damnable little elf in order to see him. He has not left the infirmary since that day in my classroom, though he was unconscious for most of the time."
"Interesting Severus," hissed Voldemort again. "Is there any chance of getting around this line as you call it, some way to get to the boy?"
"Even Dumbledore can't get passed the line, my lord," Snape replied.
"Weak old fool, if he had the nerve he would just curse the whelps unto submission and take what he wanted. Is there anything else to report from Hogwarts?"
"Yes my lord," Snape began. "Potter has taken a pensieve and has placed all his memories about his abduction into it for Dumbledore to see. Potter has told the Headmaster that in doing this he wants to be left alone. Potter doesn't want to talk about what happened to him to anyone. Dumbledore is hoping to find out who did this to his golden boy and punish them accordingly."
"Is that possible?" Voldemort asked.
"The boy was kept in near total darkness for three weeks, I doubt he ever say the faces of his torturers."
"I know Severus, but I think he does know who held him captive."
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"What are they doing?" Hermione asks Ron as he peers into the infirmary where Harry and Draco are sitting still playing wizard's chess.
"They're playing chess and Malfoy is actually losing, or rather he is letting Harry win."
"Malfoy is being nice to Harry?" Neville asked not believing his ears.
"Yeah, he is. Can't figure out why either, but he is doing a brilliant job and making Harry think he's not doing it. If I hadn't been watching for the past twenty minutes I wouldn't have noticed it at all," said Ron. "I wonder if I could get him to play me sometime."
"Ron!" Hermione said sternly, "Now is not the time to be thinking about chess."
"What else have we to think about Hermione?" Ginny asked. "It's not like we have much to do. Malfoy is already in there and Harry seems to be okay with it. Dumbledore is in his office looking at the memories that Harry let him look at, which should end his constant quest to bother Harry. So unless you have a brilliant plan for us to put into motion about how to get Harry back into class, then I think we should let them be and go back to our common rooms."
"Ginny," Hermione began, "We can't abandon Harry now, he might need us."
"I know, but we all don't need to be here. So why don't we send everyone back to their dormitories and us four stay here and watch?" Ginny suggested.
Hermione nodded, she knew her friend was correct.
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As Professor Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey were watching all the horrors that were held in the pensieve they were suddenly joined by another wizard falling in from the sky. When they looked at the man lying at their feet, they realized that it was Remus Lupin.
"Lupin, what are you doing here?" scolded the school nurse.
"I wanted to know why Harry won't see me," Remus stated plainly. "I wanted to know what it is that he feels he can't let us know about and I wanted to know who those sons of bitches were that did this to my Harry."
"Your Harry?" Poppy snapped at him. "Well it seems to me that your only claim to him is that he was your best friends' son."
Remus was about to retort when Dumbledore interrupted them, "It's a moot point now, he's here Poppy and the next memory is beginning."
The three turned and watched as Harry was tortured as he was being fed. With every bite of much needed food came a new curse to torture him with. They watched as Harry was subjected to the cruciatus curse, the stinging hex to his genitals and slashing curse to his bare skin. Then after he had been once again conditioned to not dare to want to eat, they watched two of them hit him with combinations of the cruciatus and raping curses at once, pain and pleasure at the same time.
Remus covered his mouth in absolute horror and whispered, "Oh Harry, what have they done to you?"
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Harry moved his bishop across the board and said, "Check."
Draco looked at his opponent and skillfully faked a scowl and said, "Damn."
"I don't know why you're pretending, you've been letting me win," Harry said without looking up from the board.
Draco was actually shocked, "I beg your pardon, Potter, I never let anyone win a game with me. In fact I always win, no matter what."
"And yet you've been letting me win this game for over fifteen minutes now."
Draco watched Harry curiously and said, "I thought you said you were rubbish at this game. That kind of observation would take a chess master to notice. That is if I were actually doing it."
Harry sighed and said, "I said I was rubbish at playing with Ron, he's ten times better than I am. However, I didn't say I wasn't smart enough to notice what you were doing." Then Harry looked up at Draco and asked, "So why are you doing it?"
"Lulling you into a false sense of security?"
"Try again Malfoy."
For a moment Draco sits there and thinks, 'I could tell him the truth, but I don't think he's ready for it. Nor do I think he would believe me if he were ready.' Then he thinks for another minute and then answers, "I was testing your ability, seeing if you would fall into my traps. To access your skill and see what your weaknesses are."
"What if I only played the one game with you?"
"Well then there is always Quidditch," drawled Draco lazily.
Harry actually smiled.
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In the Headmaster's office, as the two wizards and the medi-witch emerged from the pensieve the room was strangely silent. Professor McGonagall, Tonks and Dobby watched the three bewildered people.
"Remus Lupin, what were you thinking? Harry will be very upset if he learns that you violated this arrangement. He doesn't want anyone to know what happened to him," Professor McGonagall lectured him sternly.
However, the werewolf fell to his knees and crawled over to the trash bin and began to vomit into it and whimpered, "Oh Harry. How did you ever survive that?"
Poppy sat down on the couch beside the pensieve and clutched his chest as she tried to remain calm. Professor McGonagall went to the school nurse and sat down beside her and took Poppy's hand into her own to give her friend some strength.
Dumbledore, however, like he had aged thirty years since going into the pensieve. His eyes had lost their trademark twinkle and he looked very weak as he sat down at his desk chair and rested his head in his hands.
"Professor?" Tonks asked as she went to the Headmaster. "Are you alright?"
"No, I don't believe that I am, but thank you for asking Nymphadora," Dumbledore replied to her and as he looked up into her eyes, he flinched. "Do you think that you could please return to your normal face?"
"Well, Harry made me promise that I wouldn't and that I was to remind you of your promises to him," Tonks said guiltily as she could tell that looking at Harry was hard for all three of them.
"Poppy?" McGonagall asks, "What happened in there?"
Shaking her head the nurse says, "I can't tell you Minerva."
McGonagall didn't like it, but didn't want to pressure her, "I understand."
"No, Minerva, that's not it. I respect you far too much to burden you with this knowledge," Poppy said to the transfiguration teacher with absolute horror in her eyes.
Professor McGonagall had been afraid before, now she was terrified for Harry.
After Remus had emptied his stomach into the trash bin, he sat on the floor crying. "What are… what are we going to… to do now? Ha… ha… Harry has no idea… no idea who did this to him."
Dumbledore sighed and leaned back into his chair and said, "We need to tell the order about this."
"No!" Dobby bellowed. "You's is promising Harry Potter, that you's is not telling this to anyone!"
"You did promise him that Professor," added Tonks, who was still wearing Harry's face. "Harry did trust you enough to allow you to see this."
Dumbledore looked wearily at the house elf. "Dobby, I'm going to tell them that Harry has no idea who did those things to him. However, these voices sounded vaguely familiar. Maybe if we showed that part of it to the others then maybe someone else will recognize it and we can bring his abusers to justice."
"Harry Potter is not liking it if you's is telling anything," Dobby said as he grabbed the pensieve and popped out of the office and into Harry's private room.
"Justice?" snapped Poppy as she rose from her seat and approached Dumbledore. "How will that help him find justice?"
"Poppy, you must see reason," Dumbledore began. "This must come out in order for Harry to heal from this and not be broken. So he can reclaim who he is and find his strength to continue."
"How can you say that after what you just saw?" she asked him incredibly.
"It is what must be done," he replied simply.
Then the school nurse pulled back her arm and slapped the Headmaster across his face. "I suggest that you do not come near my patient again for some time Albus. I will be telling Dobby and the students who maintain the line to keep you out at all costs." Then she turned on her heels and stormed out of the office to return to her infirmary.
"Maybe you should rethink your plans, Albus," McGonagall said, before also taking her leave to follow the school nurse and possibly cajole her to tell a little about what she saw.
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Later that night as Harry was sitting at one of the tables in the infirmary placing the memories back into his mind, he looked over to his loyal friend and asked, "Dobby is something wrong?"
"No Harry Potter, Dobby is just cleaning you's room up nice and neat."
Harry sighed, he had the feeling that he was not going to like this conversation at all. However, he pressed on as he had to know, "Yes, you are cleaning my things very nicely, but you are also worried about something. What happened?"
"I is not thinking Harry Potter is going to be liking it at all."
"That is something that I live with on a daily basis Dobby, so go ahead and tell me," Harry said resigned.
"Remus Lupin is coming into the office today and is looking at the pensieve Harry Potter," Dobby said with a trembling lip.
"Oh," Harry said as the words 'Well that wasn't as bad as I thought,' formed in his mind. Then he continued, "That's alright Dobby, he had to find out eventually. I couldn't keep not seeing him forever."
"Dobby is not telling you everything yet, Harry Potter."
Harry gulped as he returned the last memory that was left in the pensieve. "What else is there?" he asked timidly, hoping that his worst fear hadn't just happened.
"Professor Dumbledore is wanting to tell the others and he is wanting them to listen to the voices. Dobby told him he isn't and took the pensieve away."
"I see," Harry said in a quiet voice.
"Harry Potter, Professor Dumbledore is thinking he is knowing one of the voices."
"I'm sure he does Dobby, I'm sure he does," Harry said as he got up and went into his room and began to change into his pajamas and go to bed.
"Harry Potter, it is still early for bedtime," Dobby said but received no answer. "Is Harry Potter going to class in the morning?"
"I don't know yet," Harry replied as he settled into the bed and into his own thoughts.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
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A/N - Okay, in case I was confusing, the raping curse basically forces it's victim to be tortured so bad with pleasure that they scream for their abuser to have sex with them in order for it to end. Thats why its so horrible, becuase it leaves the victim feeling like they asked for what happened to them.
I worked very hard on chapter ten's ending and to be honest didn't feel it did justice to the horrible feeling I was trying to impress upon you, my readers. So I ended up ending the last chapter the way I did. I'll explain more on the curse in future chapters.
Again I want to thank Benjis VIP, Bluetattingman, Fangalla, Jennifer, Winterbliss for reviewing.
Benjis, Dumbledore honestly thought he was helping Harry. He was wrong of course.
Fangalla, yes you are correct, I did mention that curse before in Harry's nightmare. Yes Poppy and Dobby will be able to help Harry.
Bluetattingman, no the pensieve was not for therapy.
By The Short Fat Fag
Chapter Eleven: Walking Through a Nightmare
Remus Lupin was loitering outside of the Headmaster's office when he spied Ron and Hermione racing away towards the infirmary. He had almost followed them, but decided that whatever was going on up in the Headmaster's office was more important. Quickly the werewolf strode over the gargoyle and gave the password that allowed him entry to the Headmaster's office.
"Lupin," Professor McGonagall asks when she sees him enter the office. "What are you doing here?"
"I need to speak with Dumbledore; I thought he would be here. Where is he?" Remus asked. However, he turns to see Tonks standing over by a bookshelf looking at the volumes on it. With a calculated effort he says, "Harry? Is that you?"
Tonks turned around and replied, "No, it's me, Tonks."
Remus nodded, though he already knew it wasn't Harry, and asked again, "Where is Dumbledore?"
Without thinking about it Tonks says, "He's in the pensieve reviewing Harry's memories about his abduction with Madame Pompfrey."
Once she had confirmed Remus' speculations, the werewolf using superhuman reflexes lunges for the pensieve and enters it along with the other two.
Tonks and McGonagall move quickly to stop him, but they are too late to do anything about it.
"Harry Potter is not going to be liking this a bit," Dobby said worriedly.
- - - - -
Meanwhile across the English countryside, a group of masked people wearing black robes were gathering in a large room and taking their assigned positions in the circle. However, of all the Death Eater assembled it was only Severus Snape that Voldemort really wanted to talk to.
"Ah Severus, I see your back to normal again," Voldemort hissed in amusement. "Either you found the counter charm to the elf's magic or you've made up with it."
"The spell wore off my lord," Severus said as he kissed the hem of his master's robes.
"Stand Severus and take your place in the circle and tell me how our dear Mr. Potter is faring these days."
"He has removed my class from his schedule and refuses to allow me to be near him again. He is barely speaking with the Headmaster and his fellow students have formed what has been called the 'line' around the infirmary to prevent anyone from entering. Anyone who does make it past the line then has to face the school nurse or worse, that damnable little elf in order to see him. He has not left the infirmary since that day in my classroom, though he was unconscious for most of the time."
"Interesting Severus," hissed Voldemort again. "Is there any chance of getting around this line as you call it, some way to get to the boy?"
"Even Dumbledore can't get passed the line, my lord," Snape replied.
"Weak old fool, if he had the nerve he would just curse the whelps unto submission and take what he wanted. Is there anything else to report from Hogwarts?"
"Yes my lord," Snape began. "Potter has taken a pensieve and has placed all his memories about his abduction into it for Dumbledore to see. Potter has told the Headmaster that in doing this he wants to be left alone. Potter doesn't want to talk about what happened to him to anyone. Dumbledore is hoping to find out who did this to his golden boy and punish them accordingly."
"Is that possible?" Voldemort asked.
"The boy was kept in near total darkness for three weeks, I doubt he ever say the faces of his torturers."
"I know Severus, but I think he does know who held him captive."
- - - - -
"What are they doing?" Hermione asks Ron as he peers into the infirmary where Harry and Draco are sitting still playing wizard's chess.
"They're playing chess and Malfoy is actually losing, or rather he is letting Harry win."
"Malfoy is being nice to Harry?" Neville asked not believing his ears.
"Yeah, he is. Can't figure out why either, but he is doing a brilliant job and making Harry think he's not doing it. If I hadn't been watching for the past twenty minutes I wouldn't have noticed it at all," said Ron. "I wonder if I could get him to play me sometime."
"Ron!" Hermione said sternly, "Now is not the time to be thinking about chess."
"What else have we to think about Hermione?" Ginny asked. "It's not like we have much to do. Malfoy is already in there and Harry seems to be okay with it. Dumbledore is in his office looking at the memories that Harry let him look at, which should end his constant quest to bother Harry. So unless you have a brilliant plan for us to put into motion about how to get Harry back into class, then I think we should let them be and go back to our common rooms."
"Ginny," Hermione began, "We can't abandon Harry now, he might need us."
"I know, but we all don't need to be here. So why don't we send everyone back to their dormitories and us four stay here and watch?" Ginny suggested.
Hermione nodded, she knew her friend was correct.
- - - - -
As Professor Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey were watching all the horrors that were held in the pensieve they were suddenly joined by another wizard falling in from the sky. When they looked at the man lying at their feet, they realized that it was Remus Lupin.
"Lupin, what are you doing here?" scolded the school nurse.
"I wanted to know why Harry won't see me," Remus stated plainly. "I wanted to know what it is that he feels he can't let us know about and I wanted to know who those sons of bitches were that did this to my Harry."
"Your Harry?" Poppy snapped at him. "Well it seems to me that your only claim to him is that he was your best friends' son."
Remus was about to retort when Dumbledore interrupted them, "It's a moot point now, he's here Poppy and the next memory is beginning."
The three turned and watched as Harry was tortured as he was being fed. With every bite of much needed food came a new curse to torture him with. They watched as Harry was subjected to the cruciatus curse, the stinging hex to his genitals and slashing curse to his bare skin. Then after he had been once again conditioned to not dare to want to eat, they watched two of them hit him with combinations of the cruciatus and raping curses at once, pain and pleasure at the same time.
Remus covered his mouth in absolute horror and whispered, "Oh Harry, what have they done to you?"
- - - - -
Harry moved his bishop across the board and said, "Check."
Draco looked at his opponent and skillfully faked a scowl and said, "Damn."
"I don't know why you're pretending, you've been letting me win," Harry said without looking up from the board.
Draco was actually shocked, "I beg your pardon, Potter, I never let anyone win a game with me. In fact I always win, no matter what."
"And yet you've been letting me win this game for over fifteen minutes now."
Draco watched Harry curiously and said, "I thought you said you were rubbish at this game. That kind of observation would take a chess master to notice. That is if I were actually doing it."
Harry sighed and said, "I said I was rubbish at playing with Ron, he's ten times better than I am. However, I didn't say I wasn't smart enough to notice what you were doing." Then Harry looked up at Draco and asked, "So why are you doing it?"
"Lulling you into a false sense of security?"
"Try again Malfoy."
For a moment Draco sits there and thinks, 'I could tell him the truth, but I don't think he's ready for it. Nor do I think he would believe me if he were ready.' Then he thinks for another minute and then answers, "I was testing your ability, seeing if you would fall into my traps. To access your skill and see what your weaknesses are."
"What if I only played the one game with you?"
"Well then there is always Quidditch," drawled Draco lazily.
Harry actually smiled.
- - - - -
In the Headmaster's office, as the two wizards and the medi-witch emerged from the pensieve the room was strangely silent. Professor McGonagall, Tonks and Dobby watched the three bewildered people.
"Remus Lupin, what were you thinking? Harry will be very upset if he learns that you violated this arrangement. He doesn't want anyone to know what happened to him," Professor McGonagall lectured him sternly.
However, the werewolf fell to his knees and crawled over to the trash bin and began to vomit into it and whimpered, "Oh Harry. How did you ever survive that?"
Poppy sat down on the couch beside the pensieve and clutched his chest as she tried to remain calm. Professor McGonagall went to the school nurse and sat down beside her and took Poppy's hand into her own to give her friend some strength.
Dumbledore, however, like he had aged thirty years since going into the pensieve. His eyes had lost their trademark twinkle and he looked very weak as he sat down at his desk chair and rested his head in his hands.
"Professor?" Tonks asked as she went to the Headmaster. "Are you alright?"
"No, I don't believe that I am, but thank you for asking Nymphadora," Dumbledore replied to her and as he looked up into her eyes, he flinched. "Do you think that you could please return to your normal face?"
"Well, Harry made me promise that I wouldn't and that I was to remind you of your promises to him," Tonks said guiltily as she could tell that looking at Harry was hard for all three of them.
"Poppy?" McGonagall asks, "What happened in there?"
Shaking her head the nurse says, "I can't tell you Minerva."
McGonagall didn't like it, but didn't want to pressure her, "I understand."
"No, Minerva, that's not it. I respect you far too much to burden you with this knowledge," Poppy said to the transfiguration teacher with absolute horror in her eyes.
Professor McGonagall had been afraid before, now she was terrified for Harry.
After Remus had emptied his stomach into the trash bin, he sat on the floor crying. "What are… what are we going to… to do now? Ha… ha… Harry has no idea… no idea who did this to him."
Dumbledore sighed and leaned back into his chair and said, "We need to tell the order about this."
"No!" Dobby bellowed. "You's is promising Harry Potter, that you's is not telling this to anyone!"
"You did promise him that Professor," added Tonks, who was still wearing Harry's face. "Harry did trust you enough to allow you to see this."
Dumbledore looked wearily at the house elf. "Dobby, I'm going to tell them that Harry has no idea who did those things to him. However, these voices sounded vaguely familiar. Maybe if we showed that part of it to the others then maybe someone else will recognize it and we can bring his abusers to justice."
"Harry Potter is not liking it if you's is telling anything," Dobby said as he grabbed the pensieve and popped out of the office and into Harry's private room.
"Justice?" snapped Poppy as she rose from her seat and approached Dumbledore. "How will that help him find justice?"
"Poppy, you must see reason," Dumbledore began. "This must come out in order for Harry to heal from this and not be broken. So he can reclaim who he is and find his strength to continue."
"How can you say that after what you just saw?" she asked him incredibly.
"It is what must be done," he replied simply.
Then the school nurse pulled back her arm and slapped the Headmaster across his face. "I suggest that you do not come near my patient again for some time Albus. I will be telling Dobby and the students who maintain the line to keep you out at all costs." Then she turned on her heels and stormed out of the office to return to her infirmary.
"Maybe you should rethink your plans, Albus," McGonagall said, before also taking her leave to follow the school nurse and possibly cajole her to tell a little about what she saw.
- - - - -
Later that night as Harry was sitting at one of the tables in the infirmary placing the memories back into his mind, he looked over to his loyal friend and asked, "Dobby is something wrong?"
"No Harry Potter, Dobby is just cleaning you's room up nice and neat."
Harry sighed, he had the feeling that he was not going to like this conversation at all. However, he pressed on as he had to know, "Yes, you are cleaning my things very nicely, but you are also worried about something. What happened?"
"I is not thinking Harry Potter is going to be liking it at all."
"That is something that I live with on a daily basis Dobby, so go ahead and tell me," Harry said resigned.
"Remus Lupin is coming into the office today and is looking at the pensieve Harry Potter," Dobby said with a trembling lip.
"Oh," Harry said as the words 'Well that wasn't as bad as I thought,' formed in his mind. Then he continued, "That's alright Dobby, he had to find out eventually. I couldn't keep not seeing him forever."
"Dobby is not telling you everything yet, Harry Potter."
Harry gulped as he returned the last memory that was left in the pensieve. "What else is there?" he asked timidly, hoping that his worst fear hadn't just happened.
"Professor Dumbledore is wanting to tell the others and he is wanting them to listen to the voices. Dobby told him he isn't and took the pensieve away."
"I see," Harry said in a quiet voice.
"Harry Potter, Professor Dumbledore is thinking he is knowing one of the voices."
"I'm sure he does Dobby, I'm sure he does," Harry said as he got up and went into his room and began to change into his pajamas and go to bed.
"Harry Potter, it is still early for bedtime," Dobby said but received no answer. "Is Harry Potter going to class in the morning?"
"I don't know yet," Harry replied as he settled into the bed and into his own thoughts.
To Be Continued … Please Read and Review
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A/N - Okay, in case I was confusing, the raping curse basically forces it's victim to be tortured so bad with pleasure that they scream for their abuser to have sex with them in order for it to end. Thats why its so horrible, becuase it leaves the victim feeling like they asked for what happened to them.
I worked very hard on chapter ten's ending and to be honest didn't feel it did justice to the horrible feeling I was trying to impress upon you, my readers. So I ended up ending the last chapter the way I did. I'll explain more on the curse in future chapters.
Again I want to thank Benjis VIP, Bluetattingman, Fangalla, Jennifer, Winterbliss for reviewing.
Benjis, Dumbledore honestly thought he was helping Harry. He was wrong of course.
Fangalla, yes you are correct, I did mention that curse before in Harry's nightmare. Yes Poppy and Dobby will be able to help Harry.
Bluetattingman, no the pensieve was not for therapy.