It's another chapter. I hope you like it. R&R.
Summary: Harry has never been able to perform the Unforgivable curses before. What happens when an accident causes Harry to be able to perform them? What happens when he starts hearing a voice in his head telling him to do things? What will he do next?
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Chapter 13With all the murder and mayhem going on at school, it was a wonder Dumbledore didn't shut down. But he left the school open, which meant Harry would have to endure all of his tedious classes. He had just finished Divination. Professor Trelawney was predicting his death with such certainty that some students in the class finally started to believe that she could predict the future.
"I mean, three Gryffindor boys are dead. Harry or Neville has got to be next," one girl whispered to another.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I can't believe it. Students are taking that old fraud seriously still? I don't see why you didn't drop the subject, Harry."
"I will, eventually," Harry said. "I just forgot to, that's all."
"Well, now you have to deal with everyone thinking you're next."
They walked past Michael Corner, who hadn't been saying a word to anyone since Cho died. Cho's friends were always crying in between classes, and Flitwick was now advising everyone to travel in packs to keep another tragedy from occurring. Harry noticed that Snape had been acting very suspicious since the murders started occurring. His teachermurder plan hadn't yet faded from his mind, and Snape seemed to be confirming everything that he thought.
He hadn't yet told Hermione anything that he and Luna had talked about. In fact, he hadn't even told her that he and Luna were spending lots of time together. It made him feel less guilty though, that she hadn't mentioned Neville at all. He did notice that Neville seemed different lately. Even though another student had died, he wasn't panicked. Perhaps Hermione was the reason for that…but he didn't know and he wasn't planning on asking.
Luna didn't tell anyone about her and Harry's time together, nor would she mention Neville and Hermione. But she did ask Neville if he and Hermione were an item or if they were just "hanging out". He replied with a blush and a stutter, but nothing more. She took that as a yes, but didn't bring up the subject again. Hermione had taken to glaring at her in the halls, which made her suspect that Neville mentioned it to Hermione.
After dinner the next evening, Harry was wandering the halls, deep in thought. He passed a group of third year boys, all of whom looked at Harry as though they thought he might drop dead at any moment. He sighed and sped up til they were out of sight. Not watching where he was going, he smacked right into Ernie.
"What're you doing down here?" Ernie asked, straightening his robes.
"Just thinking," Harry replied. "What are you doing?"
"Heading back to my common room," Ernie said slowly.
"I thought those were down near the dungeons," Harry said.
"They are. I had to go get something from McGonagall's room," Ernie replied. "Well, see ya."
"Crucio!"
Harry pointed his wand at Ernie's back and Ernie screamed in pain. Harry didn't lift the spell til he thought it had been enough. He didn't want Ernie's screams to attract attention. He placed the spell right back over him, but this time used the Silencing Charm to keep his screams from being unheard.
"I know you know who's doing this," Harry whispered. "So I'm going to make you tell me what you know. And if you refuse, I'll use the Cruciatus Curse. And if you still don't, I'll use it again and again, til you finally crack."
Ernie glared at him and mouthed wordlessly. Harry didn't know what he tried to say, but judging by the fact that Ernie was trying to punch him, he knew it could be nothing nice. He lifted the Silencing Charm.
"Go…to hell…Potter…you stupid…bastard," Ernie gasped.
"Now, now, such foul language," Harry said tauntingly. "I think I need to fix that mouth of yours. Silencio! Crucio!"
Ernie launched into another fit of silent screams, his body writhing and squirming all over the floor. His wand fell out of his pocket and slid next to Harry, who stomped on it, breaking it cleanly in two. He didn't lift the spell off Ernie for over five minutes, and probably would have left it longer, if he hadn't heard footsteps approaching. He lifted the spell and kicked the wand fragments away. Then, he dug inside his bag, threw the invisibility cloak on, and hurried away to Gryffindor Tower.
"Harry, where in the world have you been?" Parvati asked. "You've been gone for twenty minutes. Hermione was worried sick."
"I…don't remember," Harry replied quietly. "I remember walking to the library with Luna after dinner, but I don't remember anything after that."
Parvati rolled her eyes. "It's ok Harry. You can tell me what's going on between you two. It's not like I haven't already seen it."
"But I really don't remember," Harry said.
"Sure, whatever."
"Fine don't believe me," Harry snapped.
He stomped up the stairs and tossed his bag on the floor. He flopped onto his bed and stared around angrily. It took him a few minutes to register what he was seeing. Neville was on his bed with Hermione. Neville realized that Harry was staring, and poked Hermione in the back. She turned around.
"Harry! What are you doing here?" Hermione asked suddenly.
"I sleep here," Harry replied. "What are you doing here?"
"Helping Neville with his homework," Hermione said shortly. She held up the book. "It was too noisy down there."
She's lying, of course. They're up here planning their next murder.
I don't believe that. She's just tutoring him.
Well, if you don't believe that she's behind it, then go down to the third floor corridor and see for yourself.
What's down there?
Go see for yourself.
He hopped out of bed and hurried down the stairs. He pushed through the portrait hole, Hermione and Neville racing behind him.
"Harry? Where in the world are you going?" Hermione called after him.
He didn't reply, but just kept running. He made it down the hall, and stopped only when a large crowd of people got in his way. He pushed his way to the front and saw some teachers, including McGonagall, standing in front of Ernie's body. His eyes were wide with fright, and his breathing was in a strange pattern. He didn't seem to want to talk. The professors were trying to see if they could get a reaction out of him. Flitwick cast Lumos on his wand and tried to get Ernie's eyes to follow it, but they wouldn't. McGonagall tried the counter-jinx to the Impediment jinx, but nothing happened. In the end, they had to get him to the hospital wing. Harry stood there, staring at the ground, ignoring the whispers around him.
I've got to find Luna.
I wouldn't do that if I were you. You don't know who you can trust. Not anymore…
End Chapter 13
Review please! I tried to put this chapter up sooner but the library was way too busy for me to get a computer. But at least I updated. Don't forget to review! Chapter 14 coming soon!