A/N:
Okay people, first off, I'M SORRY FOR THIS HORRIBLY LATE UPDATE!!!
I know it's been a year, and it wasn't that I had forgotten to update, but that I had lots of other fics to update before this one. For all those who thought I had dropped it I want to say clearly: I don't drop off Fanfics half-way through, it may take me the hell of a lot of time to update, but I don't quit them once I have started to write them down on my comp.
As much as I would like to say that this is a wonderful long update, but it isn't and it ISN'T BETAD either!! I do have over 20 fanfics that I have to update and I still have to work and study.
I apologize again for making you wait so long.
Enjoy.
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Chapter 13
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Tom shuddered as a wave of energy suddenly hit his senses. He raised his hand up and got up to his feet catching everyone's attention with this. Neville narrowed his eyes slowly starting to feel what Tom was sensing.
"The Yorae…" The Gryffindor spoke. "He is awakening…" His head spun about to glance at Tom. "But I can feel another presence similar to that… Power coming together and dissipating at the same time…"
Tom forced a smile up to his lips. "It's time for me to leave then…" He bit down on his lower lip as his eyes shone brightly with uprising tears. "James…" He opened his mouth as his body started to trembled realizing now with complete understanding what it was his brother had done. "He… He won't come back to me…" He closed his eyes as he felt his brother's energy disappearing again forming and coming together as a new one. One that did not belong to either Dragon or God… it was human. "He chose his path." Bitterness formed in the back of his throat as the darkness started to leak out of his control. The pain in his chest, at the realization that he would have to continue alone, flared in his eyes and the tremble of his body would soon be recognizable as the loosening control of the darkness. "And I have to walk upon mine." He made his way to the door and reached for the handle before glancing once back at them and smiling one last time as long as he could. "From here on were are truly on different sides." And he stepped out of the room before either Fred or George had a chance to go after him.
"T… Tom!" Fred hurried to the door and swung it open only to come to a halt as he walked through Nearly-Headless Nick. For a moment he looked surprised and tried to continue his way but the House ghost called him back.
"What?!" Fred asked irritated seeing his brother coming closer as well.
"There is a injured Lady at the entrance hall who asked me to give you this." Nick said handing the scroll to Fred, before bowing slightly and leaving through the floor.
Fred unrolled the paper annoyed at being stopped from going after Tom and let his eyes wander quickly over the message. Then angrily he let it flare up in flames in his hand before slamming his closed fist against the doorframe. "We've been ordered back… all of us…" He looked back at Neville. "Including you."
George narrowed his eyes in curiosity at his brother's outburst of anger.
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Draco pushed through the crowd of students at the Entrance Gate curious as to what this uproar was. Harry followed in a fair distant. He was a little afraid of Draco at the moment to be honest. The other had obviously been displeased at Harry's confession and the fact that he had not confined in his mentor but rather in Tom. Not to mention that Harry had risked the exposure of all of the Dragons present at Hogwarts by using magic that was not human.
"What happened?" Draco asked a student as he tried to jump up and see the reason for the commotion.
"A woman is laying badly injured at the entrance. Professor Flitwick and Madam Hooch are currently tending to her." Explained a Ravenclaw. "And also they can't find Madam Pomfrey so they send someone to check upon the Headmaster."
Harry shrugged as Draco turned to him in question.
"Draco!!" Goyle called him.
The blond trotted over to his classmate. "What?!" he asked faking irritation.
"The woman, that's your mom!" the other exclaimed.
Pale eyes widened and Harry saw Draco turn alarmed around pushing the students aside. "MOM!!" Harry heard him call out.
The crowd parted for the Slytherin. Harry wasn't sure whether to follow or not, but he had the feeling that by the way he looked right now he should refrain from having too much contact with the other students. Although his appearance was more or less that of a human, his ears were still pointy. Not to forget that he was currently running around with a band before his eyes with the mark of the Dragons on it. Surely someone would notice and ask about it, and he truly had enough trouble already with Draco being angry with him and Snape knowing that he was Voldemort's assistant.
Harry decided that even though he was worried about Draco's mom, he should go search for the twins to let them know he had awoken.
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Severus thought he had heard himself scream. The fact that his throat hurt probably meant that he had indeed done so. The fact that his hand was bleeding and had shards stinking out of the flesh explained what had happened to the mirror.
As the rational man he was, he could clearly see that he had just snapped into madness, because from the moment, when he realized that the face starring at him was his as well as James Potter, to where he stood shaking with an injured hand gazing down at the bright shards on the ground, he could remember just a blank moment of sheer fear.
He stumbled against the opposite wall closing his eyes trying to regain his sanity from the obvious loss he was in. Seconds ago everything had seemed in control, new but at his will. And now he was shivering with adrenaline pumping like crazy through him causing him to feel disorientated lost. And the feeling of loneliness was insupportable, almost suffocating.
Where was the other him, the one that could help him control this? Why wasn't he here?
"TOM!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs out in desperation.
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Harry froze in mid-step as he was about to retreat from the crowd at the entrance hall. Someone was calling him… no… it wasn't calling him…
Suddenly the dragon eye's mark on the band over his eyes started shine brightly as it opened up and gave sight to a slit pupil mark.
Severus screamed. His face was contorted with tension as he continued to cry out for help. Harry stood there watching unable to understand what was going on, less alone why he was back at the infirmary
"Professor?" he called out, but the man did not hear him.
Something ached in his chest as Harry called out for the man again, but was ignored once more. He watched as the Potion Master grabbed with a bleeding hand up to his hair and pulled at it.
Harry ran over and reached alarmed out and as he came in contact with the other everything changed. From a moment to another the image of Severus Snape vanished and Harry found himself starring straight at a reflection of himself, just much older.
No…
That wasn't himself.
Harry didn't have blue eyes…
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Tom wanted to return as he heard the call of his brother's energy. But he couldn't. He had already lost control of the darkness and it was consuming him rapidly. It was a wonder to him that he could still maintain some process of thoughts, he knew that what little sanity he retained would soon be lost. And when that happened he had to be as far away from Hogwarts as possible to allow the others to flee.
Taking his wand out he apparated to the Death Eater hideout, but what he saw was not what he had expected.
This was a battlefield and he was standing in the mists of dead corpses stanching with the dark and foul energy that evaporated from their Dark Marks.
Tom closed his eyes unable to hold the tears that escape his eyes back any longer. The war had stared and he could do no more than watch, because from this point on he would be leading it.
And as he realized this the darkness erupted as a pillar of black light from him. It consumed the light and swallowed all that stood in its way.
Red eyes starred empty to the east. It could sense from here the one that held the secret to its destruction.
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Harry starred up at the man before him.
That was him but yet not and yet Harry knew that it was Severus and yet not him, but his father and at the same time he was neither.
He reached up to the face to let his fingers wander over the darker flesh. He wanted to touch the marks on the others face but stopped when he realized that even though the eyes were looking straight back at him, the man wasn't really aware of his presence.
He turned curious at what distracted the man from Harry. And as he did so the darkness swallowed him leaving him standing in an empty and colorless world.
Confused he glanced at the new man standing with his back to him. Harry narrowed his eyes and tried to move closer to the stranger. To his surprise he found himself unable to advance from where he stood.
The man before him turned and Harry gapped in rising understanding that the one facing him was no one else but Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Empty eyes glanced back at him as Tom raised his hands and a black energy started to emanate from them towards Harry's form. Unable to resist Harry found his body drawn forward, his consciousness leaving him as he walked hypnotized towards the Dark Lord. His iris started to shine in crimson colors as the energy slithered around his defenseless body and crawled up to swallow him as it had done with so many others.
Somewhere in his subconscious Harry understood that he needed to fight back but his magic was no longer at his will.
Suddenly Harry felt a strong and forceful pull backwards as arms came from behind him covering him protective.
"Don't loose…" Severus said raising Harry's hand with his own. "Not now that we have awoken… not now…"
Energy exploded from within Harry at those words and the lighting bolt scar on his forehead burned fiercely clearing his mind from the darkness.
With an angry scream Harry spoke in ancient languages long forgotten to human kind calling forth upon the powers resting within the one holding him and mixed them with his own.
Darkness stood strongly its will against the forming light until suddenly Harry opened his arms and pulled it into him, forcing it to change to its pure origin.
The dragon's eye on Harry's band shone golden as the Yorea Dragon's energy exploded from the small body ripping the fabric to shreds. Shivering and letting waves of energy out of him, Harry screamed as the darkness passed his body and forced its way through him. Someone in his head spoke and he repeated the words sensing the energy filtering itself in him clean. Until it retreated in a sudden rush out of him, causing him to fall down to his knees breathing heavily from exhaustion.
He looked up slowly to see familiar face starring in horror and fear at him.
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Sirius wasn't sure what exactly happened that cause the twins to suddenly run out alarmed of Albus office. They had been standing a moment ago speaking to the Longbottom boy and Poppy and next they had all stopped moving abruptly and without warning that it appeared to Sirius that time had stopped itself. Then their heads had all turned into the same direction before the twins had rushed out.
"What happened?" Remus asked confused.
Poppy turned to him. "I'm not sure…" she said slowly. "But I think we should head down to the entrance hall."
Neville nodded. "Let's go."
Frustrated that he hadn't gotten an explanation Sirius headed with the others down. The closer he got the more uncomfortable he felt. It was the same feeling he had had while standing before the dragons in Malfoy's head. It was the omnipotent presence of a being of power. He felt the end of his hair charging itself with the magic that hung in the air. It was almost intoxicating as well as incredible exiting.
The magic became stronger with every step they took and it was becoming almost insupportable to stand its presence. His own senses were reacting irritated to the amount of magical energy that waved through the castle and he could see that the others were having the same problem as him.
Remus for example was growling unconsciously trying to resist the energy fogging his senses to an extend that he was completely disorientated. The headmaster was holding on to Minerva to steady himself and the others' hair stood like electrified from their heads.
If the situation weren't this uncomfortable, Sirius would have found all this rather amusing.
They finally reached the entrance hall and stopped at the top of the stairs.
He starred at the sight below them.
A figure was standing with his back to them. His ears were so pointy and long that Sirius was able to make them out from this distance. Waves of energy streamed out of him as he floated in mid air, wings spread from his back as the stranger let an inhuman sound escape his throat. The body was shivering, Sirius could see the skin flash in silver and gold as the fingers started to grow. It was as horrifying as watching Remus transform.
He forced his eyes away from the winged creature to the other people in the hall below. They were crouched against the exit on the ground gapping and starring as Sirius was doing himself. At the front knelt a beautiful woman in a white gown with blond hair holding another woman in her arms. She held her arms up shielding the people behind her from the energy washing out of the winged one.
Her hair waved around her dramatically as she shouted words that Sirius couldn't understand.
Wind seemed to form around the winged creature forcing him to the ground.
And suddenly everything stopped.
It was like when one is being held down in the water trying to snap for air but to no success, until one is pulled out and feels adrenaline washing through your body. Live returns to the dying body and you feel traumatized as well as relieved.
The winged one looked up. And slowly he turned to look up to them.
Sirius felt the life being sucked out of him at the face glancing scared up to them. It couldn't be…
"Harry…"
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A/N:
I know its short, but please bear with me. I try to update as soon as I can again, but I do have another fic I have to write on first that hasn't been update in a year as well. (it's the last chapter and I can get myself to write it convincingly in Sirius POV)
Also I know that there were a lot of POV changes in this chapter. I don't know if it was good or not, but I thought that it was the best way to handle the things that happened almost at the same time at different parts of the castle.
Well let me know what you think.
Ya ne