Chapter 5- Eyes Opened

The sun rose filling the rooms of the old house with light. Before blood had been spilled, the light was refreshing and brought hope into the house each morning, now it only brought forth-another day closer to war, closer to death. Harry and Remus had remained in the basement all night, Harry pushing his body to dangerous limits and Remus filling his brain with battles to come completing the puzzle to victory over such battles.

The door to the basement opened and Harry sat up, drawing his wand while Remus turned in his chair sniffing the air. "Breakfast," the voice belonged to Tonks, and the men relaxed. "I'm tired of living this way. Prepared to fight every time a door opens." With a sigh Remus stood, his bones cracking from old age. Harry smiled softly, " Soon that won't be the case. Once I kill Voldemort, we won't live in fear." With that Harry stood and made his way upstairs. Remus watched him leave. "I hope so. However my fear is that you won't be there to live in such a world."

Harry slowly made his way into the kitchen where Tonks, Ron, and Hermione sat eating breakfast. The aroma of bacon and eggs filled his nostrils with delicious smells. Quietly he grabbed his plate and began his way back up to his room. "Harry." Tonks said not looking up from the newspaper she was reading. "Yes Tonks?" He asked turning back around to address her. "You didn't sleep last night, did you?" She asked taking a bite from her eggs. Ron watched the exchange pilling a large amount of bacon into his mouth. "No." Harry replied simply. "In a hour I'll see you in the training room. Every warrior needs rest before battle. Soon you'll learn that Harry." With a soft smile she took another bite of her eggs. "I'll once again prove that I don't need sleep to be a warrior." Quickly he turned his back and left the kitchen.

Hermione sighed and the repeating ordeal of their breakfast. "Always training. You never give Harry a break." She said pushing away her empty plate. "I try, but Harry refuses. That boy is on a mission, and like his father, he won't stop until it's complete. But I fear this mission he's given himself is slowly wearing his body down. Not making it stronger like he thinks." Tonks replied placing her newspaper on the table. Hermione's face lit with an idea. "Then give him a mission that strengthens his mind and gives his body a rest." Tonks looked at her confused, and before she could ask Hermione answered, " Such as meditation." Tonks smiled, "Your brilliant." Hermione shrugged, "That's what they tell me."

Upstairs Harry quietly ate at his desk, staring at the wall where the notes on the Horcrux's were pinned. His mind flashed to the night Dumbledore died, only it was when he was pouring the liquid down Dumbledore's throat, the very liquid that made him to weak to fight of Snape. The bastard killed him, after everything the headmaster had down for the weasel. The next he would run into him would be the last, for a spell was awaiting Snape from Harry's wand. One of the new ones he learned last night, he would use the one that ripped muscle from bone. Quiet the painful one.

Harry smiled at the thought of Snape withering at his feet, begging for mercy, just as Dumbledore had. To disturbed to eat he pushed away his breakfast having only eaten a few bites. Yes, his was body was ready to shut down, but he had to defeat Tonks once again and prove warriors don't need to sleep all the time. He had a little while to wait before Tonks would come for him so he opened one of the books she had given him last night and began to reread it while he waited.

An hour passed and Harry began to fall asleep, when a knock came at his door. "Ready Harry?" Tonks called. With a groan Harry stood and opened the door, "To once again prove you wrong? Of course." With a smile he made his way pass her and to the training room. He entered the room and made his way to his starting position. Like always the room resembled a form of battle ground that he would likely face Voldemort on. Today, it was the graveyard where Voldemort took his blood and killed Cedric. Painful memories flashed across his eyes as he started next to the headstone he had once hung from. "Ready…1…2…3…Begin."

Harry tumbled behind grave after grave losing Tonks and Remus behind. Instead of sneaking behind them and attacking, he was going to ambush them, by simply trapping them. Slowly he made his way to the caretaker's home. He could see his foes doing a search formation through the graves as he slid into the empty house. Noting he had about a minute before they made their way towards his location, he began to set a trap. A simple stunning trip wire at the door, a flash-bang enchantment on the window. Noticing that Tonks and Remus realized the only place left for him to hid was the old house, he set up the last trap, placing mirrors on every surface and hiding in a place where his reflection would pass from one wall to the next with a simple side step.

Not waiting long, the door bashed open and Tonks stepped through the threshold her wand pointed outward ready to cast a spell. The tripwire snapped and the stunning spell was triggered. No time to dodge, Tonks fell to the floor stunned. Realizing the door was trapped Remus turned towards the window as a entrance. Bashing his elbow into the window, a bright flash blinded him and he fell forward into the house. A curse left his lips and he slowly stood as he fixed his blinded eyes with a spell. The first thing he saw was Harry to his left, who raised his wand. Remus werewolf reflexes brought his wand up faster and shot a stunning spell which reflected off the mirror and onto another wall, the same thing happening. With a stunning spell bouncing literally off the walls Remus dropped to the ground and began to crawl to the window. Only to be hit in the back with a full body bind spell cast by Harry.

With a wave of his wand the mirrors disappeared and the stunning spell was absorbed into the wooden walls. With a smirk on his face he revived Remus and Tonks, then leaned against the now safe walls. Remus laughed and stood, while Tonks glared at the werewolf. "Well done Harry. The mirrors were brilliant, and will tip the tide in any battle." Remus said with a huge smile on his face. "Yes, job well done. I think we've done all we can with battle training. However you will continue with spell studies, and your brutal physical training. Since you no longer will do battle training, as often, you are to take up meditation, something Hermione brought to my attention. So report to her for meditation everyday after lunch. That's an order. Don't forget, schoolwork will be starting soon. Get some rest, please." Tonks turned and Remus followed her out of the training room. With a breath of defeat he made his way towards his bedroom.

He shut his door and noticed the plate of food was gone, with a groan he pulled out fresh clothes and changed then made his way to the kitchen with a rumble from his stomach. He pulled open the fridge and removed a leftover bowl of Mac and cheese, dinner that Hermione had made the other night as a quick solution to everyone's hunger. Clean spoon in hand he made his way back upstairs to his room. Seeing Ron, sitting at his desk in his room writing another letter made Harry wonder where Hermione had gone off too. Figuring she was in the library, He continued on to his own bedroom.

He sat and began to munch away at his bowl of food while reading his book. "I swear mate your just as bad as Hermione." Ron said peaking in through the crack at his doorway. "The quicker I learn the sooner Voldemort dies." He said finishing his bite. After wiping his mouth from any cheese he asked, " Did you need something Ron?" A smile met Ron's lips, "Yea, seen pig? I have a letter to send and I can't find him." Harry shook his head no and turned back to his studies. "Okay, mind if I burrow Hedwig?" He asked. "She's off, but when she gets back you can." With a nod Ron turned and left. Glad to be left alone he closed and locked his door. With a groan he sat back down at his desk and continued reading taking the occasional note, only to later fall asleep at his desk.

Harry snapped awake when Dobby popped into his room. "Harry Potter sir, Dobby find necklace." At the word necklace all sleep left his body, "Where?" Dobby wrote down the location and Harry jumped to his feet, rushing out of his room and downstairs where Ron and Hermione were relaxing in the living room. Harry banged open the basement door and rushed downstairs. Ron and Hermione exchanged glances and got up going to listen at the door. "Dobby found the necklace, I need to go after it before he finds out and has it moved." Harry's voice could be heard. A sound of wood on stone indicated that Remus had stood up, "If Dobby found it, then it could very well be a trap. Let me grab Tonks and we'll go." This time Harry's voice sounded concerned and battle ready, "No, if it is a trap Voldemort would expect you or Tonks to go, not me…It would be easier if I went under the cover of my cloak. Better chance of me getting it. I'll go in alone, you need to stay here and protect Ron and Hermione, send Tonks to get backup. If I'm not back within an hour send in help." They heard Harry begin to make his way up the stairs but Remus stopped him, "Harry, we can't risk you getting killed." What they heard next sent Ron and Hermione to prepare to go with Harry weather he liked it or not. "I know, but either way I'm going to die. It's a risk to go in alone, a risk I rather take then lose one more loved one. I can't Remus…if I lose one more person I care about, what will be left of me to fight with?" Remus remained silent as Harry made his way back upstairs and to his bedroom, not noticing that Ron and Hermione were no longer in the living room.

Gathering his supplies and his invisibility cloak he made his way back downstairs were Remus waited. "Tonks has gone to get backup, do be careful. At any moment it gets too dangerous, get out of there and signal to Tonks. They'll be waiting." Harry nodded and made his way towards the door. "Oh and one more thing, don't forget your training. Your all I got left." Harry smiled softly and made his way outside, walking down to the edge of the anti-apperation wards. Pulling his invisibility cloak on, he saw Ron and Hermione step out of the shadows, right as he apperated. A few seconds after he arrived, Ron and Hermione joined him. "Harry?" Hermione called out to the darkness of the woods that surrounded them.

With a curse Harry's head joined them, floating in thin air. "What are you doing, go back now." Ron stepped forward with his arms crossed over his chest, "Were not letting you go off on your own to get killed. We said we'd help and bloody hell were going to." Harry's fell as he took in a deep breath, "It's too dangerous…I can't lose you too." He whispered. "Your losing us by pushing out of your life…we're your friends Harry. We love you." With those words Harry looked Hermione in the eye, Yet I love you more than you know. "Fine…just stay under the invisibility cloak. If we do run into trouble and they don't see you we have a better chance." With a defeated look in his eyes he handed over the cloak and pulled out his wand. Once Hermione and Ron were unseen Harry moved forward to a cave a little way off hidden within the forbidden forest, The place Voldemort hid when unable to take a solid form, the place he practiced the dark arts while still a student at Hogwarts. A place so creepy that it sent a chill up Harry's spine, one that made his blood run cold. For some reason, dread filled his soul.

Authors Note: I know it's been awhile and I'm terribly sorry. My computer got a virus and I had to wipe my hard-drive, which lost all of my typed chapters. Of course adding to it, I couldn't find any of my handwritten versions. So I'm re-writing everything. I'm back and so is my fan fiction. I've just got to redo it all. Thanks to everyone who came and read this chapter after so long of me not updating. Also I'm looking for a beta, if anyone is a big fan and would like the job, let me know.

Up next: Ron and Hermione shouldn't have tagged along, for now Harry must save them or lose his reason for living, lose Hermione.

The Wigster