A/N: hey guys new chap. little reveal about Morpheus. Nothing too major

Chap 4: the Goth and the Fat lady

The day was there. Hogsmeade. It was the entire buzz for the students, except for two students. Harry and Morpheus. Neither could go. The Dursleys wouldn't sign Harry's letter and Morpheus didn't live with anyone. He just moved from place to place, jumping from train to train.

Morpheus POV

Everyone was leaving, all skipping along for the amazing day at Hogsmeade, whilst me and Harry watched from the clock tower. I could see the despair on his face. We proceeded back into the castle and did random things all day. We got to know each other a little more. He told me what it was like living with the Dursleys and I told him what it was like when I lived with Voldemort. We had more in common then I would've thought. We ran into professor Lupin and talked to him for a little while before we noticed the students returning to the castle.

Once everyone had returned from Hogsmeade we all went back to our dormitories. On the way back Ron wouldn't shut up about how cool the trip was. I could see Harry's face drop more and more with each passing comment. We climbed the stairs to find a crowd in front of our common room. I had an unsettling feeling in my gut. "What's happened here?" I asked the group.

"Neville's probably forgotten the password again" Ron huffed, only to receive a shout of outrage from Neville who was behind them. "Oh?" said Ron, not realising who was behind him. I managed to lead the group through, mainly because no one wanted to obstruct the son of Voldemort, all I had to give was a half assed scowl and they moved out the way like I was infected with something. We reached the portrait of the fat lady to find it torn and shredded. Everyone was gasping, apart from me. My mood just saddened. I gave Sirius the password to go in and get Pettigrew and it didn't even work. Despite the justice we were getting for him I just wanted to see my uncle again. The headmaster made his way up the stairs and ordered Filch to find the fat lady. Filch simply pointed to her. The crowd charged like a stampede. We reached the fat lady who was cowering behind a hippopotamus "Dear Lady" began Dumbledore "Who did this to you?"

Whimpering she exclaimed "Eyes like the devil, he's got and a soul as dark as his name. It's him headmaster, the one they all talk about. He's here somewhere in the castle SIRIUS BLACK!" she began cowering again under. I wanted to yell at her and all of them that he wasn't a killer. But if I did they'd know how I was involved. Jonas was looking scared as he was one of the crowds. Even he didn't know my involvement in Black getting into the castle. We were directed to the great hall whilst the other houses were told to return to their dormitories.

The sleeping bags were arranged, boys on one side, girls on the other. That night I couldn't sleep

And I noticed that neither could Harry. We both listened to Dumbledore speak to Snape about Sirius' intentions at Hogwarts and towards Harry himself.

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It was Defence against the dark arts again. My favourite lesson despite the incident with the boggart. We were all sitting in the classroom Harry and Ron sitting next to each other. I had a spare seat next to me so proceeded to chat with Ron and Harry. We were waiting for professor Lupin to arrive. So we were all surprised when the door opened and in walked professor Snape. He said nothing, just walking to the front of the class with a moody look on his face. He reached the front, pulled down the projector and said "Turn to page 394"

We all did as we were told, not wanting to anger Snape. I saw almost every person's expression went down because of our missing professor. As he walked back I plucked up the courage and said "Excuse me sir, where's professor Lupin?"

He looked at me with a bored expression before replying "That's not really your concern is it Morpheus. Sufficed to say your professor finds incapable of teaching at the present time" I thought he had finished before repeating "Turn to page 394"

I could see Ron with a bored expression on his face, almost as if he was half asleep so I found it amusing when Snape made him jump by making his book fly to the correct page. Ron took a look at the book before saying "Werewolves?"

"But sir, we've only just begun learning about Redcaps and Hinkypunks. We're not meant to start nocturnal beasts for weeks" I turned in my seat to see Hermione sitting next to me. No one can sneak up on me, so how the hell did she get there. I noticed her sneak something down her shirt. Some sort of amulet. I slightly recognised it but couldn't remember the name of it or what it did.

"Quiet" Snape interrupted before she could say anything else.

I turned to Ron who said "When did she come in, did you see her come in?" his expression mimicking Harry's.

"Now which one of you can tell me the difference between an Animagus and a werewolf?" Hermione's hand shot straight up, which I thought was quite cute, the way she was always the first to answer. Despite this Snape ignored her "No one, how disappointing" I was extremely agitated. How dare he ignore her?

"Please sir" she began "An Animagus is a wizard who elects to turn into an animal, a werewolf has no choice. With each full moon, when he transforms he no longer who he is, he'd kill his best friend if he'd cross his path. Furthermore a werewolf only responds to a call of its own kind"

The second she finished Malfoy added his contribution to the lesson with a howl. Imitating the werewolf. "Thank you, Mr Malfoy" turning to Hermione he said "That is the second time you've spoken out of term Ms Granger, are you incapable of restraining yourself or do you take pride in being an insufferable know it all…five points from Gryffindor" Hermione's face went down in shame, I thought she was going to cry.

I was outraged, I don't really know why I said what I said afterwards but I regretted none of it. "At least if she's a know it all, she'll end up with a good future. Not like you, a waste of space teacher who can't even manage to get the position you are obviously begging to have. Tell me…" I was ranting but I didn't care. I wanted to embarrass him for what he said to Hermione "… when Lupin called in sick, did you run to Dumbledore's office begging like a little girl for his position, even for a single lesson. Or was Dumbledore thinking all the qualified teachers are busy, looks like we'll have to give this one to that useless Goth freak, she'll amount to more than you'll ever be Snape, and you just hate her for it" The whole class was silent Snape was glaring daggers at me; I could see he was outraged. I noticed Hermione out of the corner of my eye; she was looking at me in awe. Seeing her watch me like that filled me up. Snape looked like he was about to snap, maybe yell at me maybe even attack me. "Oh don't give me that look. You can't intimidate me Snape. I've grown up being tortured and beaten and experimented on and you think you glaring at me is enough to scare me" my attitude darkened as I glared right back at him "It's you, who should be afraid of me" I stopped glaring and said "Besides you wouldn't want your class to know what you were before you took this job at Hogwarts would you?

Snape was stunned, how could a simple student know what he was?

After the drama the lesson was another blur, I wasn't listening. I began remembering time with my father and my hands started shaking. I couldn't tell where I was in the classroom or on the ground in my mother's manor, convulsing and shaking in pain being tortured. I felt something slip into my hand under the table. I realised Hermione had slipped her hand into mine. I grasped it with everything I had, without it hurting her, bringing myself back to reality. I couldn't tell if she knew what was happening to me but I held her hand anyway. The lesson finished and I still hadn't let it go but I decided it was time so I stood up with the glass and gently as I could, released her hand. I almost saw her face fall at it, I was about to walk out when I felt someone tug at my hand, turning back around I saw Hermione holding it pulling me back into the classroom. We were alone.

"Hi" I said "Are you okay?" without a word she pulled herself into my chest and began hugging me, again. We stood there for a while until I felt my shirt getting wet; I pulled back and saw she had tears in her eyes. She'd been sobbing into my chest. "What's wrong?" I asked.

She looked at me with red, puffy eyes "No one's ever done that for me. My first year at the school I was bullied relentlessly, even from Ron at the very start" at this I wanted nothing more than to strangle the fucking ginger, Hermione noticed my agitation "don't worry he apologised. But I was still bullied for being smart. No one did anything. Malfoy and the Slytherin house were the worst. I was called mudblood every day. I'm not the only one here but I'm the only one that's named a mudblood. I just hate it that so many people judge me" she began sobbing into my chest again and I wrapped my arms around her.

I felt an unquenchable craving to protect her "Malfoy, who else?" I looked down at her and she looked back up at me.

"Just his cronies, people in Slytherin" she said between sobs. That narrowed it down a lot.

I looked at her one last time and said "They won't bother you anymore. Never again, I promise" with one last pull we were in each other's arms again, despite being in bliss I could feel my father's influence taking over. I would make them suffer.

A/N: hey fellas. This one was quite an emotional chapter. I suppose it doesn't help I was listening to Johnny Cash-Hurt. Anyway, I've got a warning, next chapter won't be pretty, and it'll be Morpheus going after the people who hurt Hermione. In my opinion someone who was raised by Voldemort has to have a dark side, even Morpheus, you just haven't seen it yet.

Till next time

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