Wulfric : Ack.. thank god for my fic.

Tobias : Why?

Wulfric : Freshmen make me very angry..

Tobias : I see.. Are you giving the disclaimer..?

Wulfric : Might as well.. Okay everyone, you should all know this by now, but I'm going to said it for the twenty eighth time.. I don't own this, it's all JK's. I may wish I owned it, but my wishes never come true.

Albus rushed to his grandson's side and picked him up. Not even thinking about it, he headed off to the infirmary. When he got there, he laid Harry on a bed and ran to wake up Poppy.

"Albus, I have this feeling of deja vu. You are in perfect health, yet you are waking me up and dragging me into my ward, " she said before she saw Harry. "Merlin Albus! What happened!" She rushed over to the unconscious teen on the bed and began healing what she could.

"Sadly Poppy I do not know. All I know, is that I was awoken with the feeling that something was wrong and this was how I found him."

Poppy continued work on Harry's wounds until she did all she could.

"Will he be alright," asked Albus.

"There will be some scarring, but other than that he will be fine. Physically that is. I do not know how he is mentally, and I won't know until he wakes up," replied Poppy.

Albus sat beside his grandchild and absentmindedly stroked his cheek. "What can we do for him once he awakes Poppy?"

"You must be there for him, and continue to love him. I do not know if he intended it to go so deep, or if it just happened because of his emotions."

Albus remained by Harry's side for the rest of the night. When Harry showed signs of awakening, Albus held onto his hand.

"Harry," he said softly. "Can you hear me child?"

"Yes," said Harry so soft Albus had to strain to hear it.

"What happened last night Harry?"

When Harry didn't answer him, Albus tried a different approach. "Harry, you can tell me. Nothing will ever make me stop loving you."

"How can you love me?" exclaimed Harry, his voice full of pain. "How can you love me when everyone I love somehow ends up dead? The only people who are safe are the ones who have nothing to do with me! I'm not worthy of your love and kindness. You are too great to have anything to do with me. I should have died that night, because I haven't been worth anything to the Wizarding World as it is. Death just follows me."

Albus listened to his grandson cry out in anguish, and wondered what he could say to show Harry the truth.

"Harry, I love you and you are worthy of my love. You are my grandson, and I would do anything for you. Death is a tragic thing, but you are not the cause of it, not in any way shape or form. Don't ever wish you died that night, because then my life would be so empty. You are the light in my life, you have been since you were born and you spent time here with your Gram and myself. Even if you were not my grandson, nothing could change how I feel for you. I love you m'boy. No matter what," said Albus looking Harry in the eyes.

"Granddad, you do not understand -- ," started Harry before he was cut off by his grandfather.

"Harry, I dealt with Grindlewald. It was much like Tom is, and death seemed to follow me. Your Grandmother wouldn't let me push her away, and I know she'd have a field day with you if you tried it. She loves you as much as I do. You have the ability to light up a room just with that little smile of yours. Don't ever give up in anything you do or have Harry, because I'm sure, that Min would light a fire under your bottom for that. I've seen her in action before with one of her nephews. That child did not sit for a week I believe."

Harry gave a little chuckle at the thought of his Grandmother being that strong, but silenced it when he realized she'd do it to him without any problems.

"Yes Harry, she would have no real qualms about doing it to you if you ever come to deserve it. And she doesn't care that you are sixteen, you'll still get it.."

"Yes Sir."

"Now are you going to tell me what happened last night?" asked Albus.

"Yes sir. After everything that happened with Ron, which I'm guessing you overheard pretty much everything." Seeing his Grandfather nod, Harry continued, " Well, I hadn't done anything after I came up here, I just did my homework. After I went to bed though, Voldie visited me and he pulled me into this strange dream world. He kept showing you dying, and Gram heartbroken. The dream continued a few times with some variations. Like, Draco and Hermione were in the one as well. When I finally got myself out of there, everything that Ron had said came flooding back to me."

Harry had to stop a moment and regroup himself, and Albus moved to sit closer to him and pull him into a hug. After a moment, Harry was able to continue.

"I wanted to go to you, but then I remembered the dream, and I was afraid that it could happen. I love you Granddad, and I don't want to put you in danger. I did not mean to make the spell so powerful, and I never intended for it to go so deeply. I'm sorry. " Harry said softly, but Albus heard every word.

"Harry, I am already in danger, and I will say it again. Nothing you can do will ever make me love you any less. What will it take for you to realize that Harry?"

" I do not know Granddad. You know I never had a family before I got here, but I hope in time I realize that. I love you too, and I have since the day I stepped foot in this castle."

Albus pulled Harry to his chest and hugged him until the doors to the hospital wing opened to reveal an extremely worried Minerva.

"Harry James Godric Orion Potter - Dumbledore! "

a/n : Here we are, chapter twenty seven. It took me two days, but I'm pretty happy with it.. and that's saying something.. anyways, I love all of you reviewers, you really stroke my ego and make me want to write.. even if its to keep you all happy so Jordan doesn't lead the revolt aganist me.. which by the way Jordan.. you can beat my band director up... :) it'd put me in a better mood, so i'd be more willing to write chapters.. cause he makes me mad and then writing is pointless.. unless i need a "ron the git" scene.. until chapter twenty eight..

Wulfric

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Tobias: Minerva would hit Harry?

Wulfric : Well, she is a strict teacher, now imagine her that way as a Grandmother.

Tobias : Hm..

Wulfric : It's not like she'll hit him for no reason..shes not like that..it'd be just if he really deserves it..

Tobias : That works..

Wulfric : Yea..

(Wulfric heads off to practice her glares, so she can send them at her director until Jordan beats him up..)