Disclaimer. I don't own anything. This is Idea belongs to Shinagami's shadow and the characters to their respective people of whom I'm to lazy to name. Enjoy the story.

Chapter 4

Harry sighed and scrubbed his face with his hands. In the past two hours he had explained who Voldemort was, why he was after Harry, What the war was about, and why he was supposed to kill Voldemort. That had taken the better part of forty five minutes. What was taking longer was Seifer to stop busting his gut which after five minutes of that, Squall had threatened to shove his Gun bladeso far up hisarse that he'd never getit outand yelled at him for finding Ultimecias brother an amusing joke instead of a threat.

That had shut the overly ripped blond up. Every one else had had the good sense to shut up and keep their comments to themselves when Squall started death glaring at them.

"So let me get this straight. This guy, is the brother of one our greatest foes. You have been fighting him since you were six and have been fighting in a war against him for the better part of three years, which has been so kind as to follow you here." Irvine said with a disbelieving tone and a rather nervous glance at Squall.

"That the gist of it yes." Harry answered in a tired tone.

"I take it as you explain this often." Vincent spoke for the first time since he left Harry's room.

"More then I care to think about. Why?" Harry tilted his head to the left so that he could look Vincent in the eye. "You already know most of this. Lord knows you kept me informed on a lot of things most death eaters were not even aware of."

"Well it has to do with this whole sibling relation thing. I mean look you and Squall are brothers as is Ultimecia and Voldemort well their brother sister but still. He wants you dead, she wants Squall dead and both are incapable of killing said opponent. What if they switch?"

"They can't. Well Riddle can't any way." Harry pushed up off the chair he was sitting in and crossed the room to look out the window. The sun that was out earlier was now replaced by rain and thunder adding to the darkening mood.

Harry was very much aware that everyone had their eye on him. Their stares drilling holes into the back of his head. He ignored it, though; he had learned long ago how to act under unwanted attention and how to seem as if he didn't realize it.

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches…Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies…And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not.. And either must die at the hands of the other for neither can live while the other survives…The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…" Harry recited as if in a trance. A crackle of lighting sounded just after he had finished. "Voldemort marked me and therefore only I can kill him as only he can kill me."

"Hey that means you have a genocidal maniac after you!" Cloud all but screamed as he jumped from chair to chair and after pulling off a rather impressive back-flip landed right in front of Harry.

Harry stepped backwards and turned his head to look at him. 'Clearly the drugs have yet to ware off.' he thought

"Thank you for stating the annoyingly obvious. But seriously you should just SIT DOWN!" His younger brother Sora snapped.

"Why?" Cloud said in a singsong voice as he turned toward Sora.

Sora never got a chance to answer.

"Cloud, please just sit down and hush. We need to work out escape routs and plans since the war followed Harry. We are involved now." Squall said as he pushed his love into a chair.

"Let them come we'll fight them and win." Seifer and Irvine chorused.

"We're talking about people who kill and rape babies. On top of that they Have an easier way of useing magic the you do, if you can even use it. Face it they have you beat hands down." Harry said with the voice of experience. After all he had fought these guys with very little, to no help and all it proved was that the prophecy had perks.

"So do we, well kill people,but still the kid has a point. He knows what he's up against we don't." Sephiroth said from his position by the door. "I'm sure you have already worked out a dozen or so escape routs if it comes to that right Squall, and would I be correct in assuming your planning on a buddy system."

"Yeah. I'll be back in an hour. Sep, Seifer, Riku wouldn't mind your help." Squall said before he turned and headed down the hall. Sephiroth, Seifer, and Riku not far behind.

After a few more moments of uncomfortable staring, Harry got up and left the room.

"I so called it." he muttered as he made his way down another hall and into an empty room that looked to be more of a garden.

"Called what?" Vincent asked him from behind.

"The laughing aspect of it, though, I guess you called it first. Is there a reason you followed me?"

"Yes."

Harry turned to look at Vincent who was still leaning on the door. Vincent in turn merely shrugged.

"I felt like it."

Harry shook his head.

"Did I do something to deserve this?"

"Yes. You lived."

"Very helpful." Sarcasm dripped from every syllable as Harry sat down near a vine covered window.

"Not trying to be. Are you okay? You seem upset."

"What's there to be upset about? I have a genocidal maniac that wants me dead. My Brother's greatest foe just happens to be his sister and now because of me this stupid war left England and is no longer contained. Which could start a world war! You tell me, is there something I should be upset about?" Harry was very unaware of the fact that his voice had risen to a frustrated scream or that everyone in the house heard him but he was aware that something bad was coming quickly.

Turning to look out the window Harry was sure his heart had stopped at what he saw.

"AwBloody hell!This day just keeps getting better doesn't it?"

"What?" Vincent who was actually quite amused by Harry's outburst looked at the boy in confusion.

"Death eaters."