Tobias : Have you learned your lesson Wulfric?

Wulfric: What's that, not use a simple expression around you for fear you'll take it literally?

Tobias : No, the lesson about telling everyone you're just 'borrowing' JK the Amazing's characters

Wulfric : Well, I'd tell people if you didn't get to it before me.

Tobias : Shut Up.

Wulfric : Make me. Oh and everyone, enjoy chapter five.

It was the same nightmare he always had, with Sirius screaming at him and falling into the veil over and over again. Harry knew only one thing could stop the trembling, but he didn't know what his guardian would do if he found out. He could just go and talk to him but, Albus was an old man and he needed his sleep. "Well, with the silencing charms, I'll be in enough trouble, so what's the point in worrying what he'll do if he finds out?" Harry thought to himself. With that thought out of the way, he laid back on his bed and mumbled the cutting spell as he ran a finger along his forearm. With a sigh, he turned over onto his side and drifted fretfully off to sleep.

The next week went along quite peacefully. Harry kept the chess games interesting (he was up by two games at the moment), much to the old man's disliking and Minerva's amusement. Harry felt this was the best week he had for as long as he could remember. Yet, still each night Harry had to spell his rooms because the nightmares kept coming and he didn't want to awake his guardian, or his guardian's anger if he found out about the spells.

One night though, after a late Order meeting, Dumbledore decided to check in on Harry before he headed off to bed. When he opened the door, he saw Harry thrashing about within his covers. Taking a step in towards the bed, Harry's slight screams rang in the man's ears and he hurried over to the bedside. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he grabbed his grandson about the waist and lifted him onto his lap. Surprisingly Harry was fully awake, but it still took about twenty minutes for him to relax enough to lay back down on the bed. Harry chanced a glance at Albus' face, and not suprisingly he had his ' angry headmaster's' face on. Groaning Harry said, "I think I'm in quite a bit of trouble.."

"Right you are Harry. I'm not pleased," Dumbledore stated thinking all that was going on was silencing charms. As Harry turned a bit to be more comfortable, his sleeve moved up and his arm exposed. Dumbledore's eyes were faster than Harry's movements. Harry hid his face as his guardian took hold of his arm and pushed the sleeve up to his elbow.

"Harry."

Preparing himself for the angry face he was sure to get, he turned over and faced Albus, "Y-Yes Sir ?"

With a sigh, the anger drained from his guardian's face and was replaced with concern. "Harry, I'm not angry about this. The charms, yes I am slightly angry about them, but not this. I wish you would have told me about the nightmares Harry, then I could have been here for you." Summoning a bottle of disinfectant, Albus cleaned Harry's arm up. "I know you are upset at the moment from these nightmares, so we'll talk in the morning. Now, come out of bed child."

"Huh, what Albus? Why do I need to get out of bed, " Harry asked in confusion. By this time Albus had him out of his bed and was steering him towards his own bedroom. Without answering Harry, Dumbledore lead Harry into his room and was heading towards the bed. " Get in Harry, you're spending the rest of the night here."

"Oh, sir, really I can just go back to bed I'll be alright," Harry stammered out.

Albus fixed him with his 'no nonsense look' and said, " Harry, you are going to get in that bed and not argue. If you're having nightmares, and you're spelling your room, then you're staying with me till we work things out. Now get on in, there is plenty of room."

Turning down the covers, Albus waited until Harry was in bed to tuck him in and then headed to his bathroom to change into his own nightclothes. When Albus came back out, Harry was curled up under his covers asleep. ' He probably hasn't had much sleep in the past week' , he thought as he slipped under the covers and laying down beside Harry. Before he allowed sleep to take him he curled an arm around his charge and felt Harry move towards him.

After Harry was fully asleep again, Voldemort decided to pay a little visit to the bane of his existance. " Oh little Harry! Come out and play! "

Groaning inwardly Harry looked up to see Voldemort sitting in his throne like chair. " What are you interupting my sleep for tonight Voldie? "

Fingering his wand Voldemort looked at Harry and replied, " Oh the usual reasons, to annoy you the bane of my existance, to cause you pain, and you tell you that you're on the losing side."

Rolling his eyes Harry looked at the man in front of him, " And just how do you figure that I'm on the losing side? "

Sneering the man replied, " Because you are on the side with filthy mudbloods and mudblood lovers like that old man."

Smirking at Voldemort Harry stated, " Well then, aren't you on the losing side then? I mean, you are a halfblood. Do your pathetic Death Eaters know that? Do they know the manic they follow isn't even a pureblood?"

Standing up with hatred in his eyes, Voldemort pointed his wand at Harry and simply said , "Crucio." Instantly Harry was sent into shockwaves of pain, screaming out he could hear Voldemort laughing.

Dumbledore was awoken by Harry screaming and shaking beside him. " Harry, Harry wake up. You're with me. You're alright, just wake up. " Albus brought Harry to his chest and held him, rubbing his back and murmuring soothing words to him. After a bit he relaxed and opened his eyes, to find himself staring up at the concerned face of his guardian.

Managing a weak smile Harry answered the question he knew that would be asked. " Voldie decided to come and pay a visit. He got a tad pissed at the replies I gave him. Of course when he's pissed he enjoys using the Cruciatus Curse. And since it's big bad Voldie, he has enough hate to do it." Harry then added more or less to himself, " Unlike me."

That last comment didn't go unheard by Dumbledore. "What do you mean ' Unlike me', Harry?" Albus asked him. " Have you been casting Unforgivables?"

Harry hadn't meant for him to hear that comment, but he knew he couldn't lie to the man. " Y-yes sir. I did, once. It just s-sort of happened."

Fixing Harry with his gaze Albus asked, " What do you mean, it just sort of happened? Harry this is serious, those curses are illegal for a reason."

Harry looked down at the bedspread and said softly, " It happened after Sirus died. I went after that bi--." Harry caught himself before he swore, " That woman and I don't know what I was doing, next thing I know, I'm shouting 'Crucio' and all I sent her was a shock. Just a shock. She laughed and told me I needed real hatred to be able to pull that curse off. I didn't mean to Albus, it just sort of happened. I'm sorry, sir."

Albus looked at the distraught teen beside him, and pulled him into another hug. "It's okay Harry. The fact that you couldn't complete the curse means that you love too much. You can't cast a curse that depends on a huge amount of hatred, because weither or not you see it, you love the people around you too much. Yes, you wanted her to feel the pain that you felt, but you loved Sirus too much to finish it. Hush now, and sleep."

The rest of the night turned out to be peaceful, and no nightmares or visits from Voldemort came. In the morning after both were fed and dressed, they headed into Albus' office for the talk that was promised the night before.

a/n: and another rewritten one.. just a little bit is changing in them.. but I think they flow a little better then..

-Wulfric

Tobias : Wulfric, you Moron.

Wulfric : Shut it, I need to write the next chapter.

Tobias : Lazy..

Wulfric : Lazy! What the heck, I've gotten 5 chapters up in two days, you shut the hell up.

Tobias : Hit a nerve did we?

(Struggle heard as Wulfric beats Mr. Tobias about the head)