Chapter 11: Harry's Secret
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A/N: I noticed in the past chapter that several question marks were missing and were replaced by the ever dominating exclamation mark; there must be some bug when I tried to upload the chapter because I certainly placed the question marks. Anyway, I'm sorry about that and about this chapter, a few chapters ago I had a review stating that I should give Harry a POV, I gave it some thought and I realized that I am more focused on what is happening in the manor than what is happening at Harry's lair which wasn't a problem at first since Harry is a stereotype character but anyway, since I have much to explain about the connection, I will focus a bit in the lair but NOT give Harry a POV. So in conclusion dear guys, this chapter will be all about Harry which I might add, will be short for there are no POV's unlike the other chapters….Only Harry, no Draco or Hermione point of views.
More A/N: I want to emphasize the R rating I've placed on this story particularly since this chapter will be violent, so please if you are a squeamish type of person, this chapter isn't for you and I suggest you take the quickest way out possible, thank you.
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In a dark dwelling where no person or wizard have ever set foot on except for dark wizards, sat a boy.
He was in the midst of six deatheaters, heavily guarded, yet all of those who guarded him were more wary of themselves than of him, for they were steadily intimidated by him, for earlier this evening, he killed one…with a single glare.
It was amazing how his power grew instead of making it weaker, he was made stronger by each passing day.
All he did was to think, and his thoughts preserved himself and his sanity, with what is remaining of him, he clung to that and made sure that source of strength never left him.
He was quite not the ordinary boy he used to be, for now, he was much stronger and by each passing thought some of his strength was restored and he steadily became what he was….
A boy whose thoughts ran deeply amok, coursing through the back of his head
As he thought, constant flashes of memories from a girl he really loved played on his mind.
A lovely woman 19 years of age, with brown hair, brown eyes, rosy lips, a hearty laugh and of course, a warm smile.
A woman that he knew loves him as much as he does.
The only person who considers as family
The only woman who he can return to
The only woman who is keeping him sane and alive
Oh the joys of having someone love you…
"I am going to find a way to rescue you away from this awful place…"
That line alone brought a smile to Harry Potter's lips
In the dark barren room, this was the only life source he had…knowing that each passing day, a girl still lives healthily on his account and one day when he is strong enough, he will save her.
He once thought that this parting would make his love for her wane, which was of course his greatest fear.
But thankfully, he was wrong.
It only made his love for her stronger.
He had fond dreams of her, even in the presence of the dominating deatheaters and in the constant nuisance of having his hair cut for Blaise's daily supply; he continued to think of her.
Only her vibrant face and hearty laugh kept him alive for the past few months.
He would dream longingly of her kiss, her sweet and slow kiss that ignited his passion for her.
He wanted to feel the way her skin felt against his fingertips…the way it felt against his mouth, the way she used to run her fingers across her hair and the way her hand fitted perfectly with his…
The way she used to shiver when he whispers her name through her ear or the way she giggles when he gives her sneaky caresses when they were both studying…
Harry furrowed his brows and sighed, and as a result, deatheaters cast him a questioning glance but he ignored them
Hermione...
My love…
My fiancée…
Do you still love me like I love you?
God I miss you!
I want to feel you in my arms again
I want you to come home to me
God! He missed her so and he only hopes she misses him just as much…
He heard the sound of splashing water but he didn't care, nothing could barb his thoughts for his fiancée, his only remaining love and family.
The only person who made him stronger and endure the Dark lord's continuous torture
Sure, he might have countless wounds at his back, a part of his head shaved, an ear partly infected and an arm bruised and wounded.
But the pain he felt was nothing, the continuous torture was nothing.
In fact, it feels nothing like pain at all…
Those wounds are enough to compensate for his love for her
The more thought of his fiancée, he unconsciously knows that he is healing himself, that the wounds were beginning to recede because of his continuous thoughts of her.
Thankfully, none of the deatheaters noticed, that his hair was partly growing and his ear was steadily healing, his wounds began to close
He didn't have the slightest idea of what was going on with him; he just feels the warmth which he thought was because of his great love for that girl.
He grows stronger everyday because of this single notion of having his fiancée alive.
Harry Potter was still unaware of his imminent powers, for as he matures he gains more of them, that is the thing that sets his distinction from other wizards
The present situation should sadden him, but his happy thoughts of her kept him happy and healthy...
Not once did that dismal fate bring a despondent tear on his face, for he knew….she was alive.
Alive
That was all he needed to know to keep him sane, strong and alive.
He didn't need the constant indecent nourishment these people gave him, for only knowledge was enough...
Knowledge that his only love is still alive, faithfully waiting for him to make his escape, but she need not worry, he is getting stronger.
And the stronger he gets the faster his escape would be…
He felt his blindfold loosen and once again he saw the harsh light of the room which was lighted by candles, more candles than he could ever imagine.
The scent didn't bother him the way it used to before, he was used to it now.
Months and days did that to him.
He was accustomed to the scent that bothered him so much at first.
He snapped back to reality when he saw a deatheater approaching him, a corpulent one at that…
"Here's your meal, Potter!" the deatheater barked handing in what looked like mud and slime
Harry didn't feel particularly hungry so he ignored the deatheater and continued his happy thoughts as if the deatheater was not in front of him.
The deatheater took a wooden spoon, scooped a bit of the mud slime food and nudged it on Harry's mouth.
Harry however did not open it.
He was fed like this, like some toddler who didn't know how to feed himself, like a handicapped person who needed to be tended at all times.
They were cowards, they were far too afraid to challenge him, for if they might loosen the rope that tied his hands, he might start a revolt and take them on.
For a numerous number didn't intimidate him, he would take them on any day.
And now that he was steadily growing stronger, the more intimidated they become of setting him free.
And that was the way he wanted it, only a few more days and he shall be reunited with his one and only life source and love.
The deatheater continued to nudge his mouth with the wooden spoon filled with slime.
Harry heaved a breath but his mouth remained closed, the deatheater grew impatient and said, "You ungrateful idiot! We provide you with good food and this is what we get! I'm even babysitting for your ass, Potter! So if you don't want any trouble then eat!"
Trouble? As if he wasn't in so much trouble already…
Harry insolently laughed at the deatheater and the deatheater lost it.
"Fine! You don't want to eat, then starve to death, you insolent piece of shit!" he yelled threw the spoon violently on the murky water which sent splashes on Harry's foot and on his face.
That made Harry laugh more and the deatheater got angrier. He took his whip and lathered Harry's very castrated bare back thinking this would silence him, but to his dismay, there was no silence, only steady chuckles which scared the hell out of him.
Since the deatheater didn't like being scared, he beat the living daylights out of Harry's back and continued to lather it with his whip
"Not laughing, are we now Potter!" he taunted at Harry's sudden silence
But so suddenly the deatheater noticed something on Harry's back
"WHAT THE? This can't be happening!" he said as he lathered Harry's back more expecting splashes of blood to come out
The wounds were closing and the deatheater became a lot more afraid
So he dropped his whip and quickly made his exit, afraid of Harry's reaction.
Harry only laughed more; they were nothing but idiots and cowards to him.
They may lather him and torture him to oblivion but they didn't intimidate him at all.
She's alive….
"Hermione…" he whispered as he started to close his eyes, then so suddenly a voice also called…
"Harry!"
And with the sweet sound of her voice, he got into a deep slumber with a smile playing on his lips.
He felt a soft mattress at his back, the feeling was nice, he already forgot the feeling of having a good sleep on a mattress, and he was in his lair far too long already.
He just wanted to lie down there and forget about everything and just think of a single person…
"Harry!" She shouted
Oh the sweet sound of her voice….it sounded so beautiful, so real, so near
He didn't want to open his eyes, for if he does, he knew that this was just all an imagination, that it was never true.
It was far too impossible for her to be with him…
"Harry, open your eyes!" she said softly tickling his ears with her soft voice and soft hair…
No…
She must have felt his resistance for she said
"Harry please, you have to try!"
"No, because if I would you will disappear" he whispered
"Just give it a try, I won't disappear, I promise"
I promise….
That sounded good to him, so he did open his eyes, gently and when he fully gained his sight, he saw his angel…
He didn't have his glasses on but the sight was still breathtaking and clear, she was still beautiful, the way he remembered her.
His beautiful angel, always and forever.
He smiled, sat up and said, "Hello Hermione, I've missed you…"
At the sound of his voice, tears broke into her eyes teasing her cheeks with a crimson stain and she threw her arms around him…
He could almost feel the sweet brush of his hair on his cheek, but it wasn't quite right
Nothing felt real to him as of the moment
This was just too impossible
But still, the sight of her hugging him sent sparks of joy coursing through his head
"Oh Harry! Harry! I've missed you so much!" she said crying and then she pulled away from him to get a better vision of what her fiancé looked like
But surprisingly, nothing changed in him
Not even the bottle green eyes which still hold all the love he has for her
And with that she cried, she was overwhelmed with joy, she was finally with him
He never wanted to see her cry, but all was well, she was with him.
And finally there was something right in all of the wrongs in his present enigma.
He grabbed her and she fell on top of him, perfectly in place and he hugged her all the same and this time he felt her warmth
"God! I've missed you so…"
He let her cry in his shoulder letting all her emotions flow, he missed her so much and she missed him just as much.
He kissed the top of her head and continued to assure her, "Don't worry, I am here, nothing can stop us now…"
She pulled away from him and smiled, "I know, everything is all right when you're here with me, it always is…"
It suddenly occurred to him that they might not be safe, that they might be somewhere that might hinder their very lives again, he didn't want any of that to happen again, he didn't want to put their lives in jeopardy again, he loved her so much, he didn't want her to go through that again…
"Hermione, where are we?" he asked cautiously taking in his surroundings which was very surreal…
A cloudy sky stained with a bit of pink with the both of them lying down on a soft feathery mattress
She giggled and that sent all his euphoria on the very edge, she was still on top of him, giggling with a stain of pink from the crying and of course the hint of embarrassment that he was wearing nothing on top.
Whilst she was wearing the same thing he saw her wearing when he proposed to her...
He smiled stroked her cheek and said softly, "Tell me where we are…"
Her lashes batted softly and she furrowed her brows, then she sat up and Harry did also…
"To be entirely honest, Harry I don't know myself, and I think you would have the answer to that question…"
Harry looked at her inquiringly and gave it some thought. He drew nearer to her, kissed her neck softly then asked, "Any ideas, my brilliant lady?"
She laughed and said, "Not exactly…"
Harry sighed and fell back onto the bed and she continued to laugh…
He loved the way it sounded, so angelic and clear, it was music to his ears, all he knew was that he longed to hear it…and he heard it once more.
He smiled and she fell back on top of him and smiled, "Well, if you want to know so much, I remember touching the ring you gave me, your face popped out as usual and of course…I think I slept but before that I think I hear you call me out, I responded and then…this happened…"
He furrowed his brows and began to digest what she just said…
And that it all came down to him, his body was still in the sewer and that all this was just another fantasy and unattainable dream…
No wonder he couldn't feel her touch or her caresses…but still all was right
And at least they shared this, this dream.
He sighed and thought that at least if this was a dream, he must never gain sight at the real world again for he was far too euphoric in here…
"Harry?" she said, her eyes filled with question and so suddenly the hint of realization…
Harry looked at her, he felt his heart breaking at the sight of her tear brimmed eyes…
"You don't think this is a dream, don't you?" she said
Harry sighed, she was right and that just confirmed it, this was a dream and there was no way this could be true…
At the sound of his sigh, tears rolled on her cheeks and Harry wished nothing more than to kiss them all away.
He grabbed her waist so suddenly that she was shocked at first…
"If this really is a dream, Hermione…then I'll make it the best dream you ever had" he whispered on her ear silently…
"What do you--?"
But he silenced her with a taking kiss, a kiss she was so familiar with and she kissed him back with her hands splayed on his bare chest.
God! He missed her so!
He continued to kiss her sending waves of excitement to her spine all the while stroking her cheek.
And for her that was really Harry, her man, her only love for there was no hint of brutality in his kiss, no signs of demands, just the sweet kiss and caress that drove her crazy all the time.
She loved him so much; she'd go insane without him.
His hands traveled at the back of her shirt, caressing her spine while endlessly kissing her.
And only then did they break apart, with each having sweet and knowing smiles on their faces, they did nothing special, Hermione was still clothed and Harry, partly but they shared something, they kissed and what's more, they shared this dream.
They couldn't be happier, so physical contact wasn't at all needed, just the knowledge that both still loved the other.
So they sat up and faced each other, just taking in the other's beauty, hopefully imprinting in on each of their heads forever…
Hermione touched Harry's cheek and kissed him fleetingly then said, "I love you, Harry, always and forever…"
"I love you just as much Hermione" he said smiling
Hermione smiled too and took hold of her surroundings and asked, "So Harry, what you think happened? Where do you think we are?"
"As you said, I think this is just a dream, I think I'm finally beginning to realize that somehow that ring I gave you is the one that is linking and connecting us together which somehow resulted to this dream…"
"What!" she asked "But then, if that really is the case, then why now? Why didn't I have these dreams sooner?"
"I believe it's because I'm getting stronger by each passing day and only then did I began to realize this newfound powers I have, but then I can recall I had a dream once about you, we saw each other, I guess but then I left you because I was too afraid, I thought I wouldn't see you again because I thought I made you up….and for that I am so sorry…"
She smiled, she remembered that dream wherein suddenly Harry's face turned into Malfoy's
She laughed as she recalled it and said, "That's okay, Harry but I don't understand, why does this ring link us, what kind of magic did you use?"
"It wasn't any ordinary wand magic, Hermione. I think I used my own magic on that, I concentrated on making that ring beautiful and perfect and no amount of wand magic could do what I did to that ring, so I held it and so suddenly it charmed itself, I guess I placed a bit of myself on that ring and since you are the beholder of the ring, it bounds us…"
She furrowed her brows and said, "So that's why, it acts as a mood ring also, did you know that?"
"I guess, it doesn't read your moods only, I think it reads mine too, it can tell whether or not I trust the person you're with…"
She smiled and said, "It's a beautiful ring, Harry. So mysterious and beautiful, thank you for that"
He smiled at her too, "Yeah, but there's more to be discovered about that ring, so keep a close watch on it…"
"Got that!"
"And whatever you do, never let your finger part with that ring, they belong together, just like we belong together…"
"I promise" she assured him "what made you so strong anyway?"
He smiled seductively…"You want to know?
She laughed and said, "Yes"
He kissed her suddenly and said, "You made me stronger and with knowledge of this dream…I'll be even stronger..."
She shifted her position and said, "Harry I miss you so much, I miss the tender sweetness you always have for me…"
He kissed her again and she kissed him again and when they parted his eyes bore holes into hers…
"I miss your beautiful eyes…"
"These eyes are only for you and for no one else"
She smiled, he was too much and her love for him was far too great to lock up in such a small frail heart and so she expressed this by holding him tightly against her.
"I don't want to wake up; I wish I could forget…"
"Don't, I don't want to forget about you…"
And so she started crying again…
"Hermione, please don't cry…"
She sighed and said, "Tell me how Harry, I can't stop, I know you will be leaving me again…and I can't bear that thought…."
Harry smiled tilted her chin up and said, "That's where you are wrong, I will never leave you, and that's a promise and as long as you have that ring, I can assure you…I will never leave you…I love you Hermione, but now it's time to wake up.."
"No Harry, I can't wake up to reality and go back to that monster, I want to stay here with you, because if I go back, I will die—"
He suddenly forced her on the bed, with both of his hands holding against hers in sweet captivation.
"Harry—"
"Don't you ever say that!" he commanded
"What? That I would die! Harry you don't understand, I hate the manor, I want you—"
But he kissed her and didn't let her continue her statement; he didn't want to hear any of it, so her rants were replaced by moans and shivers…
"Harry?"
"Hermione, you are the only one who kept me strong, so bear in mind, I continue to live only for you, so don't you ever have that crazy notion about dying, you are the only family that I have left and I love you"
"I love you too, Harry"
"I was hoping you'd say that" he smiled and kissed her again
After their kiss, they remained on that position and Harry said, "Do you have any idea how long it has been since we've been together? God! It's been so long, I miss you so much…"
"I guess it has been around 5 weeks here…"
Her reply made his eyes bulge, "5 weeks?" he croaked
"Yes, how long has it been there, anyway?" she asked
"Hermione…it felt like months"
"I guess it was, I mean it's a secret dwelling isn't it? So it's bound to be like that…"
"Yeah, maybe you are right"
A dark color washed over the sky and Harry thought it was best if they both wake up to the real world again…
"I guess, we should go back…" he said
Hermione nodded with silent tears on her eyes, he kissed them away and kissed her before pulling apart and saying, "I love you, Hermione and never part with that ring, promise me that…"
"I love you too, Harry and yes, I shall never part with it, for it is your promise, you are still marrying me after all" she said with a smile
Then she got up walked from the bed and was about to get sucked by a hole but then he said…"I will rescue you…that's a promise"
And with a last glance at her beautiful angelic face, he was sucked into the dismal reality again…
And he found himself staring at the bright room, he was smiling, he just had a wonderful dream, a dream that made him a lot stronger.
Another deatheater entered his lair, carrying something that horribly looked like scissors.
It was time for his daily shave, he sighed as the deatheater approached him…
"Blaise will be needing more of this, Potter…"he snickered
Harry said nothing and closed his eyes and just pictured Hermione's face on his mind
"Just imagine the fun he would be having especially since he is now at your fiancée's current location, Blaise liked her so much, Potter. There's no knowing what he would do to her, he might even rape—"
Fury rushed into Harry's head as the words sunk in, he hated Blaise and he hated that deatheater…
"Lumos"
He was getting moodier at the moment
"What the--!"
Nothing was said more for all the candles in the room were blown off by a very strong wind which was of course, a result of Harry's maddening fury…
"Fuck it, Voltaire! You've intimidated him, already! Now, there's no telling on what he does next!" another deatheater said
Harry was cloaked in nothing but semi darkness, the only light coming from a single deatheater's wand.
Dolts!
"Hah! Potter? That boy doesn't intimidate me, Goyle! Just watch him wrench when I give him some good whacking, he'll be on his knees when I'm finished with him"
"You're mad! Aren't you aware of what he did to Baldon? He is capable of doing that to you, Goyle, so I would watch my steps if I were you…"
"You! You are all cowards! Why are you afraid of such a frail boy? You do you realize that you are working for the dark lord!"
"Voltaire! Don't try to anything foolish!"
"You shut up! Just watch what I am capable of…this boy shall be writhing in agony…"
"Lumos"
And so everything was lighted and the deatheater approached Harry who was still infused with anger…
"You think you are so strong Potter! You and your pathetic girlfriend, a mudblood—"
A swish of blade cut his sentence off, his scissors cut through on his neck sending flecks of blood flying all over the place and on his Harry's face.
It looked as though he killed himself, but Harry did it
He was angry and that was the second deatheater he killed and if he gets stronger, he may end up killing all of these people.
But then Voltaire was foolish and stupid, he was easy to manipulate
So he ended up killing himself, he initiated his own demise…
Harry looked at the remaining deatheaters, and they all moved back…afraid of what he might do.
And so suddenly the room was ablaze with candles burning highly again…
"Crabbe, quickly tie this on his eyes so that he can't cause any more damage…"
"Why me! Why cant you do it yourself"
"Do it or I shall personally kill you off!"
Crabbe grabbed the cloth somewhat reluctantly and slowly made his way to Harry.
But gladly nothing happened to him and he tied the cloth around Harry's head.
And so Harry was at peace again, he didn't want to see those idiots' faces…
For in darkness he only saw her face...
He smiled once more his anger slowly leaving him
A few minutes later, the blazing room was filled with stench
A stench Harry was so much accustomed to
The stench of death…
And so, it was known that there was the presence of Voldemort
Every single deatheater got down on their knees even with the murky water on the sewer floor and they all bowed their head down low
"Rise my fellow deatheaters" he commanded in a voice of death, a cold spine tingling voice
And so each of the deatheaters rose to his feet
Harry flinched at the sound of his voice but ignored it, his thoughts were once again interrupted by this monster
"My lord, we should do something about this …ugh..smelly place" Lucius said
'That's right, Lucius but I cannot make amenities for our very sardonic guest" Voldemort said as he made his way to his prisoner's chair
And with that he noticed something, "What is this? Another corpse?" Voldemort inquired
"Yes, my lord, Voltaire's, he challenged Potter and got himself dead"
"And didn't any of you stop or help him?"
The deatheaters shifted uncomfortably at this query
Rage filled the dark lord's head and his red eyes turned even redder, "Cowards and idiots! I would rather have all you dead than Voltaire and for that I shall have all of you assassinated tonight!"
The deatheaters looked at him with imploring eyes
"But thus, since we are already two deatheaters short, I shall make use of you even though all of you are completely useless"
Voldemort regarded the body and kicked it sadistically, "Voltaire was good and brave but he was also fat and foolish, so he died and die he shall, it is a loss and now I already need a replacement…"
Voldemort made his way to Harry and said, "Good evening, Potter"
Harry made no comment
"Stubborn and disrespectful, that will get you nowhere, insolent boy, you may be getting stronger, but then you don't intimidate me"
"Liar!" Harry hissed
Voldemort grabbed Harry's cheek and he flinched at his touch, "What did you say?"
"I said you were a liar!"
"What makes you think so, Potter? You are nothing to me but a frail boy!"
"Liar! Why won't you face me if you were so convinced you aren't afraid, Voldemort?"
Voldemort seethed and grabbed the cloth away from Harry's eyes, Voldemort laughed at Harry's glare
"You do have your mother's eyes, Potter. You should have seen her when she died, 'Oh not Harry, please take me not Harry ooh oohh'" he mimicked, suddenly every candle in the room was flickering
Voldemort turned serious and said, "You don't intimidate me, Potter! Crucio!"
Harry writhed in pain on his chair and he closed his eyes…
The pain was overwhelming…
"Hermione…"
He snapped his eyes open and Voldemort stumbled back at his glare and was soon aided by his deatheaters
"Let go of me" he barked and they instantly did "Your precious girlfriend, Potter?"
Voldemort cackled and Harry continued to glare at him
"Well, Lucius gave me some pleasant news about her, Potter…your girlfriend is dead!"
Harry of course didn't believe a word and said, "You are lying, she is alive and I know it"
"She's dead Potter"
"She is not!" and once more the candles flickered, Voldemort looked at Harry's spiteful position…
"Well, then Potter since you know so much…Lucius!"
"Yes, my lord"
"I order for the mudblood's assassination tonight, I want her dead tonight!"
Lucius shifted then reluctantly said, "Very Well, my lord…"
And with a bow he left
Harry's wasn't believing this, Hermione dead?
That cant be
It just cant
He has to stop it
But surprisingly he cant
He just stared at the dark lord the candles continuing to flicker…
Hoping against hope that she'll stay alive, for once she dies…he himself will know about it, for the link wasn't broken
Or at least it stays that way
"I've wasted too much deatheaters on your account, Potter! So that means, I shall waste your fiancée's life! You're going to pay for this!"
Harry glared at Voldemort and taunted, "You try"
Exactly four hundred miles away from that place a girl named Hermione awoke with a start and surprisingly she remembered nothing of the dream she just shared with a boy named Harry Potter.
Her head ached for some reason but she does not know what.
She tried to remember her dream, and tried hard she did.
She was only successful in aggravating the pain on her head.
She remembered nothing but entire blackness…
"Mmmm, oww, my head hurts" she grumbled as she sat up on the marble floor of the lavish comfort room the Malfoy's had.
The light of the room caught her ring and it glistened…
"Oh Harry…"
Nothing rushed through her, no thoughts, nothing at all…
She remembered nothing
It was nothing to her but a gift from her fiancé, a gift that was carelessly stolen from her
If only she knew what just happened, but then she wasn't capable of remembering it
And she just smiled at her ring, thinking it was nothing more than a mere mood ring…
A/N: Guys, I hope this was better than my previous update, I'm still recovering from that heartache I've recently had, Guys can be such jerks, right? Jeez! I'm beginning to think all guys suck right now, but oh well…I'll learn to love some! Please tell me what you think about this "unique" chapter as it is not a point of view but rather a narrative. I really suck at narratives so I hope this is an improvement, and hey! I updated earlier than expected, maybe having a heartache has its benefits after all. Toodles and please review on your way out!
You guys are probably wondering "Why Voltaire of all the names, why does it have to be Voltaire?" I really don't know myself but it sounded good to me...it sounded fetching and you know posh and lavish, I hope you get what I mean, it was supposed to be Sherlate, but then I figured out I've already used that family name in the other story, wherein a character is named Paige Sherlate, thanks anyway guys, please review, I need them