Living Beyond Tomorrow
By- ainaak ka-lyrra
Look Forward to Tomorrow
It was something my mother always said
But it can't be done I think as I lay in my bed.
Look Forward to Tomorrow
My mother always said
It can't be done I think as my heart fills with dread
Look Forward to Tomorrow
My mother had said
It can't be done I think as I lie as still as the dead.
Live For Tomorrow
My mother started to say
I tried and I prayed
As the day started to end and my dreams started to mend.
Live Beyond Tomorrow
My mother had said
Before she too was dead
And left me in my stead.
Living Beyond Tomorrow is impossible
I say on a clear day of May
When I had out lived my stay.
It is impossible to live beyond that day That has not yet come to past
When all I can see is Yesterday.
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Chapter 2- The Avaked
Harry glanced at one of the corners in his room again, floating there was his alternate reality self. Harry cocked his head to the side. The only thing that could have possibly given proof that they were the same person was the lightning shaped scar that rested on both of their heads and Lily Potter's green eyes that rested in both of their sockets.
Other than that they hardly looked the same, the other Harry was taller, much taller, well built, muscular, manly looking and quite obviously very much older than him.
While he was a short, rather scrawny, and as much as he hated to admit it, feminine looking teenager. Harry had to force himself not to pout. Though to be fair this Harry had a lot of time to become the way he was now, so he decided that he would train so he could be a lot like his alternate self. But not much like him, he didn't want people confusing them.
Well that would only happen if the other Harry ever decided to wake up. The man was hovering on the side of the room, where the Dursleys wouldn't be able to see him easily if they decided to ever burst into his room uninvited, and had been there since he had popped up in Harry's bed and scared the hell out of him when he woke up. And since he didn't seem like he was falling anytime soon, Harry felt it was alright to let him float there.
It had already been three weeks since the Harry had appeared and he was at a lost as to what to do. He didn't want to Owl Dumbledore, he was still angry with him, no order members were outside, their threats to the Dursleys having worked beautifully, and there was no way in hell that he would tell the any of the Dursleys. Harry sighed.
What was he going to do?
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Another week had passed and any attempt to awaken his other self had failed so he resorted to talking to the lifeless body. He told him everything, ranging from what had happened with his time at the Dursleys when he could first really remember living with them when he was younger, to what his favorite colors was, to how he knew Ron and Hermione liked each other and how they always irritated him with their arguments.
And though he never got a response he always got the feeling that the Other Him was listening, that could be because the Other Him had nothing else to do, but he always felt better after his rants because he had found someone he could rant to, without seeming like a brat, that could possibly relate to him rather well.
Harry scowled at his Other Self, who had the white piece of cloth around his eyes, those blanked out eyes unnerved him. "When exactly are you going to wake up? I know you have to be bored out your mind, me reading books that I'm pretty sure you've read before and pushing you over to the window to see the similar sights aren't exactly the run of the mill, oh so lovely ideas of brain gripping fun!" Harry cried, before falling quiet.
Why did he suddenly have a feeling that if that cloth wasn't wrapped around the Other Him's eyes, they would totally be filled with amusement?. Harry removed the cloth, just to be sure. His eyes narrowed when he saw mirth flash into the voided eyes quickly before it disappeared. He convinced himself rather poorly that it had just been his imagination.
Suddenly Harry heard a commotion downstairs, got up and poked his head out the door. He didn't hear anything but he still frowned and pulled his wand out, all the while stepping out and quietly closing the door behind him. Not seeing how his Other Self's eye' s began fluttering in unease.
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Peeking around the corner, to peer into the livingroom, Harry was surprised to see five Death Eaters surrounding the stunned and bound Dursleys. Harry's face fell, it would figure the Death Eaters would attack him when he didn't have any Order members watching him.
Wait. How did the Death Eaters get past the wards in the first place? Harry shook his head. There was no time to ponder on that. He decided as he shifted a bit and aimed his wand to hex one of the Death Eaters directly in his line of sight.
Unfortunately another Death Eater saw him first and Harry's world faded in a flash of red light.
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Harry sat up sharply as he was revived and he paled when found the Death Eaters were starring at him with a decidedly amused air about them. Still Harry put his chin up and glared at them defiantly.
One of the Death Eaters chuckled, which made Harry glare at him angrily. "Such fire he has, no?" the nameless Death Eater asked. His voice sounded familiar, but for the life of him Harry didn't know why.
Another nodded in agreement. Harry shifted suddenly uncomfortable, he could feel their eyes burning holes into him.
"Never realized how small and feminine looking he was." another mused. Another two exchanged looks. Harry shrunk into himself a little. Silently cursing the Dursleys to the lowest depths of hell.
Harry opened his mouth, with all the intention of telling them to bugger off or better yet each other, but nothing came out. Death Eater # 1, as Harry had dubbed him, chuckled again. "Sorry Potter but no cries for help from you." he said apologetically. Harry didn't know why, they all knew it was fake, what was the point.
One Death Eater made a move for him, but paused when a voice rang out. " You better not put one finger one him Nott" Came a raspy voice. The Death Eater now identified as Nott faltered a moment before all of the Death Eaters whipped around in surprise.
Harry's breath caught in his throat. It was him, it was his Other Self, the Harry Potter of the other Universe. The other Harry stood at the top of the stairs, a shadow casting itself over the man. The only thing that was really noticeable about him was his eyes, unshielded by the white silk cloth, glowed with an unholy fury that had two Death Eaters stepping back cautiously.
"Who the Fuck are you?" DE # 1 demanded. "I'm hurt that you don't remember me Dolohov." He said mockingly. Dolohov glared, or at least Harry thought was. "Answer me!" Dolohov snarled angrily.
Harry could see the humor disappear from his OS's eyes. The OH 's face hardened as he took a step down from his place.
"I am the being who walks the line between Light and Darkness
I am Vengeance given form
I am the one who seeks retribution for the innocents who need it
I am the Avaked.(1)."
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(1) - pronounced (Advocate)
A/N - Well Chapter 2 is Finally out. I myself am amazed, I didn't think I'd ever get it out any time soon. I hope you have enjoyed it. I'll try to get chapter 6 for Dark Realization out either today or some time this week.
Please review and tell me what you think.