Return OF the Boy Who Lived

Chapter six: Pay Back

Harry bent down to look at the sleeping man who was his former professor. He tilted his head and poked at the body. "Remus?" he called his voice barely recognizable, even to him self but then, he was used to his changes by now.

Remus looked up. It had been so long since he heard his name. He tilted his head at Harry, his eyes wild and intense. He wanted to speak but he his mind was too jumbled to allow it. He stared at the smiling boy. Something in the back of his mind told him that this was wrong, that Harry was dead but for the moment, he didn't care. He never listened to that voice anyways.

Harry smiled sadly at how pathetic the old professor had become. He looked over at the body of what had once been Hermione Granger. It was a pity that she had died really, she probably could have been useful but he found that in reality, he didn't care what happened to her.

"Remus," he said softly again, "How've you been?" he asked lamely.

Remus stared again, still unable to speak. Hermione's blood still lay all over his mouth. Then he was able to speak again, "I ate her." He said so quietly that it was barely a whisper.

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Yes, I'm aware of that. You must've been hungry Remus. What happened to you?" he asked.

Remus tilted his head the other way. "They're all gone. I'm the last one." Remus smiled bitterly, "the only one you have left." Remus laughed at this. "They must hate us Harry." He said.

Harry blinked. "Remus, what do you mean you're the last one?" he asked, thoroughly confused.

"No one protected us. We couldn't handle the world because we lost the only one who could defeat him." Remus giggled madly, "We left you at the hands of Voldermort. The world was in your hands and you were only a boy!" he exclaims.

Harry sighed, giving up trying to understand.

"They took her Harry." Remus said again, now convinced that Harry was just another hallucination. "They gave her to me. I've been a very bad boy." He looked at Harry a wicked smile on his face.

"I did what every monster does, but I'm probably worse then them Harry. Nothing but a killer like them. Worse than them. I attacked little girls, and I fed on them, I fed on their fear. But I couldn't control him Harry! The demon inside of me gets hungry so easily! And He hadn't eaten for so long. It was easy. In that little cell, all alone, no one to protect them and hide them from the monster, the bad man. He was just so hungry! But they wanted it Harry, they wanted him to kill them! One after another. After another and another. Delicate little bodies, all there, waiting to be fed on. They screamed." Remus closed his eyes, "You wont believe how they screamed! I'm bad man Harry but that's they wanted, you see. Lucuis was never fond of me, but I never believed he capable, never thought he was strong enough to bring out the demon within me." Remus said sullenly closing his eyes tighter as if to wish away all the pain of remembering what he had done.

Harry stared at him for a long moment, unsure what to make of what Remus was saying and then it dawned on him what he was implying. He clinched his hands when it finally occurred to him what they had done to Remus. The damned Death Eaters were going to pay, and he was going to make sure of it.

"Remus," Harry said in a calm voice that betrayed what he was really feeling, "How would you like to pay the Malfoys a visit?" he asked.

Remus stared at Harry like he was crazy for a second. Then a minute passed and another few minutes until finally, slowly, a wicked, almost evil smile spread apon his face. The evil look returned to his eyes, and the face of a killer appeared, "I would love too." He said.

-Malfoy Manner-

He once believed in god. God had always been apart of him, it was how he kept himself sane. He knew that one day his father would get what he deserved, at least that's what he thought he knew back then, but the world was proving him to be wrong.

People got away murder every single day; you could hear the children screaming outside, for mothers and fathers who had been brutally murdered before their very eyes. Hell you could even hear them next door in the dungeons, screaming for release, for death.

Honestly he didn't really blame them. To be living in this world, during this time, it was like, it was like hell. That's what earth had become since Voldermort came into power. It was hell. Nearly every muggle found were tortured, and killed. If they were lucky their death would be immediate, but most of the time, the muggles would have wait, and beg for death, and even then most of the death eaters would make it last. Not Draco.

He raised his wand, and he aimed it at the chained up creature which could no longer be called human. It had once been a five year girl, now she was nothing. He did not know her name but he knew her story. It was like everyone else's. World domination had been in process, Voldermort was in power, and he could no longer be called Human. He was a demon, a monster from hell itself. Her parents were killed by the death eater standing before her, both had given up their lives to protect her. Once they were dead, the death eater's father, the second in command, came and took her to their home. There she was ripped of all innocents she once held. There had been no hope in her heart; there was no hope in anyone's heart now days.

She was looking at him now, her eyes too pain-filled, and old for a five year old. She said nothing, yet at the same time her heart was screaming for death. Draco could only grant that one wish. His mouth opened, and he spoke the word which would cause the girls pain to cease. "Letumotium" and then her body went limp.

He sighed and then turned to leave, and that was when the most frightening thing happened. Harry Potter, his old school enemy jumped out in front of him and attacked, and that's when Draco knew that his father would get what deserved. That was also when his faith returned. It was kind ironic, in a stupid way, how it took death to return someone's faith, but that was to be expected, when lived all your life in hell.

A/N: Yes i know, its extreamly short and the end is bolded when it shouldn't be. The thing is I'm going to be leaving for a few days to spend a few weeks with my family in NM, and they dont have Internet. Well they do, except that there is going to be like a doxen kids there who will want to use the computer, plus I'm kind of expected to take part in the family activities so I can't just go hide in my little corner and write or read. My point being that, I will not have acess to internet for a few days so I wont be able to post any chapters. This does not mean that I wont be working on the next chapter, even if its only a little bit. Any who thats my little note and update thingy. I might take a little longer ot post next time, youguys didn't do a very good job reviewing the last chapter. REVIEW! If you dont I will go slower and slower until eventually, I will only post like one a month. Siriously I mean it, REVIEW. I am also gonna rewrite Silent Death and I want you guys to read that too when I post it. Alright now I'm done. Dont forget.

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