AN: Hey! I am here with a new chapter for you guys. Now, before you ask, I have an update schedule, as well as some other things that I want to do. Next in line is Luci's Little Brother, as well as a story that I basically adopted because it hasn't updated in almost a year. No yelling please, I know that I have enough on my plate. Plus, prom and (8th grade) graduation are approaching quickly, so I have a ton to do. Thank you so much for reading, you lovely people!

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Giada Draven, out!

Potionem and Jeff appeared in front of the Slender Mansion, stumbling upon arrival. As quickly as they could, they stumbled into their home. Jeff went to look for BEN, who was most likely in the room where Potionem first met him. Potionem let Harry take over once they reached their destination. He set out everything he needed, then started baking a pie. It was apple, a classic. Then he made five others, all of different flavours that he knew the others either already enjoyed, or were willing to try. This was how he dealt with anything unexpected; it helped him to be productive. Only his fellow creeps knew about this habit of his, but he had been hoping to bring on of his pies to his human friends. Now he doubted that would happen.

Harry was so worried that they would hate him now, that they would force him out of the only home he had, besides the mansion. After all, they were his first friends from the normal world. Everyone else ended up being his targets, because they were bullies. Maybe if he told them that he only killed the mean people?

He was jerked out of his thoughts by Smile, the dog with human teeth. Giving a small laugh, he rubbed the dog's belly. Finally, he decided that even if his friends hated him, he would finish destroying the horcruxes and then kill Voldemort. After all, the only way for him to become a full-blooded creep was to destroy all of the horcruxes, as well as their creator. It should have happened after the one in his head was destroyed, but because of the prophecy he didn't.

Potionem stood, deciding to go to Dumbledore. If they hated him, then he would strike up a deal that he would leave forever if they helped him track down the soul pieces. Plus, Dumbledore would know about Voldie's past and could piece together where the others might be hidden.

With that resolution in mind, he left his room, going along the winding halls towards the exit. Once outside, he went into the forest, using their special form of apparation to travel into Hogwarts. He arrived in the Great Hall, where all of the students and staff were gathered. The entire hall fell silent with his arrival, and his friends rushed towards him. He ignored them, hoping to save himself some heartache. He approached Dumbledore, keeping a stoic expression so as not to show how much it hurt Harry to do this.

"Hello, sir," came the smooth voice of Potionem. "I understand that in light of recent revelations many of you may not wish for me to be here. If you would just help me with some research, I will gladly leave the Wizarding World as soon as my task has been completed." He kept composed, even though Harry wanted desperately to run to the Gryffindor table to try and convince his friends that he was still the person they knew.

Potionem held control for the sake of not showing weakness to potential threats to Harry. Even after all this time, he was still naive, keeping the emotions and mindset of a five year old, but learning the vocabulary of those around him. Potionem took the role of the protector, taking the brunt of any pain, emotional or physical, that their shared body had to endure. Because of these roles, Potionem made sure neither of them saw their friends, and only looked at Dumbledore.

The old man just had an odd expression on his face. One of self-hate. This confused Potionem, but did not have time to comment on it before Dumbledore said, "Come, why don't we speak in private so as to let the students get on with their meal." He stood, not waiting for an answer before he swept out of the room. Potionem followed, and though Dumbledore didn't realize it he could feel the presence of his friends trailing them.

Once they reached the office (the password being Candyfloss) the two went up in silence. After they sat down, but before either could open their mouths, the door slammed open as Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Neville came through. They surrounded Potionem, who did his best to keep his face blank.

This just made Hermione mad, however. "What are you doing here?! Disappearing at the Ministry, after showing that you are one of those horror stories from the internet? How could you come back?!" she screeched at him.

Without Potionem's permission, Harry took control. The child-like one of the two knew it hurt the elder just as much as it hurt him. So, he just curled into himself as his friend kept yelling, hiding his face in his knees so that no one would see his tears. Luna, however, could see the minute shaking of his shoulders. She went over to him, walking as if in a dream, and hugged him to her chest.

This gave Hermione pause, who was still lecturing instead of looking at the actions of her friend. Once it was finally silent, the whole room could hear the muffled sobs coming from Harry. It was silent for the next few minutes as Harry tried to control his crying. Finally, the sobs receded, and Harry pulled himself up to act the age he was supposed to be.

He looked to Dumbledore, hoping to get on with their meeting. He was surprised when the old man enveloped him in a hug, muttering under his breath, "Why? Why did I leave you with them? Why?" It took a while for Dumbledore to let him go, but when he did he stayed beside Harry. The others in the room backed away, not knowing how to react to the headmaster being so emotional.

"Harry," Dumbledore began in a grave voice. "What did they do to you? For you to have made the transformation you must have gone through something terrible, and I knew the Dursleys hated magic. Why did I leave you there without a guard? I knew they hated magic, but I thought they would push that aside for family." He broke down into tears, and Harry held him as he let out the disappointment of himself.

After what seemed like forever to those in the room, Dumbledore gathered himself enough to stand. He stayed in front of Harry, however, and gave him a searching look. "Please, my boy; tell me what happened to make you transform in this way."

And so, he told them everything. How the Dursleys treated him as a slave, how he broke. Potionem took over, describing what led to the break, and why he existed. How he protected Harry and why they killed. Before any questions could be asked on that front, he said, "We only target abusers. Child abuse, domestic abuse. Those who hurt others for no reason."

He continued, telling of how the creeps took him in, and finding Sirius among them as one of their most notorious. He skimmed over his childhood, telling them the discovery of how to destroy Voldemort's horcruxes and his hunt to find them. When he reached this point, Dumbledore stopped him. "My boy, which horcruxes did you destroy? I need to know so that we can hunt them together and so that we may kill Voldemort once and for all."

Potionem nodded. "I destroyed the ones inside of Riddle's diary, Hufflepuff's cup, Slytherin's locket, and Ravenclaw's diadem. There is one in my scar, too." Dumbledore looked stricken that a child had a horcrux in his head. The others, besides Luna, were confused as to what a horcrux. Luna, however, just stared of like she normally does. Before long, the children were kicked out so that Potionem and Dumbledore could discuss how to get to the rest of the horcruxes.