Hey y'all XD that was pretty fast wasn't it? Here you go, a freshly baked chappie!
I'm not gonna say anything else :O
JK kills, I mean, owns them.
--
He felt like a bloody complete idiot!
It had all been a trap! The whole thing! His father was nowhere to be found and now Harry had exposed all his best friends to a group of Death Eaters who were chasing them through the endless rooms of the Department of Mysteries.
It seemed like these days he only made the wrong choices! He listened to the wrong people, let himself be led on and then did all the wrong things. Now he had five lives beside his own that he was responsible for, and if anything happened to any of his friends… Harry would never forgive himself.
All those years before… Harry had always been the one to deal with the actual danger in the end, he was always the one that crossed the last door and faced the last enemy, always by himself. Now… even if his luck worked like it always did and he managed get away with yet another victory for his record, the others might not be so lucky.
It was insane, the much wiser and much more skilled Death Eaters had them cornered and Harry knew he'd have no choice but hand the prophecy over in the end.
Stupid glass sphere! It wasn't worth everything they were going through!
He kept thinking about his mistakes, about how he should have said something, even Snape would have been enough, at least someone would know where he was and what he was doing.
And ironically enough, even after what Draco did to him, Harry kept thinking over and over about how if he died… he'd never see the boy again, and that mere thought hurt like hell.
When he thought there was nothing else they could do, when he looked around and all he could see was his friends at wand point and Lucius Malfoy speaking to him – with that voice that sounded so much like his son's – demanding the prophecy, Harry lost hope.
But as if on cue, the door to the room they were in burst open and at the top of the stairs Harry could make out the figure of Mad-Eye Moody, Order members entering right after him.
No one wasted any time; curses flew left and right before any of the Death Eaters could move a muscle.
"Harry!" he heard a male voice call "Get out of here! Fast!" it ordered.
Then he realized it was Remus who was right in front of him. He didn't even have time to think about how the man had gotten there when he was supposed to be away, or how the order had learned about the whole thing, he just grabbed his father's arms, wanting to feel safer.
"Dad? We have to-" he couldn't even finish his phrase as he saw his black haired father throwing himself in front of them and yelling "Protego!".
A spell crashed with the magic barrier and Harry closed his eyes to avoid the intense light.
"Don't stand around!" Sirius yelled at both of them "We've got to leave now!"
He disappeared as fast as he had shown up to fight off the Death Eater that had attacked them.
"Stupefy!" Remus yelled to Harry's left, protecting the oblivious boy yet again, "Let's go!" he called as he grabbed the boy's arm, pulling him towards the stairs, which was where everyone was headed.
The Boy-Who-Lived held the prophecy close as he ran with the werewolf, his eyes everywhere, looking out for any danger. He heard an "Accio" being yelled from above him and so he held the sphere tighter before shouting back "Expelliarmus!". The Death Eater fell from the stair, hitting the ground bellow completely unconscious.
They finally started climbing the steps, but could not go very far since a "Crucio" was cast their way. The boy braced himself, expecting the pain, but instead he heard a heart wrenching scream right beside him.
He turned to see his father on the floor, looking like he was trying to escape from his own skin, eyes shut close from the pain.
"No!!" Harry yelled, kneeling down beside him, a bunch of memories invading his mind. "STOP!" he demanded, looking at a cackling Bellatrix Lestrange with true hate in his eyes.
"Give me the prophecy, little Harry and I'll let daddy go" she offered with a morbid smile. "You don't want him to end up like the Longbottoms now, do you?" she asked with a childish voice.
He clenched his hands around the cold sphere he was holding and didn't think much before handing it over to the mad woman.
"Oh! Well done Pretty Potter! Now here, have your own share of Cru-"she began, lifting her wand to curse him, but the stair under their feet exploded from being hit by a stray curse which send the three of them flying towards the floor.
It was then that Harry heard the characteristic sound of glass breaking and all he saw before acknowledging that the prophecy was lost was the faint outline of a ghost leaving the broken crystal ball, whispering things he could not hear.
He heard the wails of Bellatrix as she held the pieces of the sphere in her hands, staring at them with horror. But couldn't think much about it as his father pulled him to his feet and they started running again.
"It's broken dad!" he said, with wide eyes. After everything, after putting all those people in danger because of that stupid thing… it was lost.
"Never mind that now, Har- Stupefy!" he said, stunning another Death Eater. At least Bellatrix wasn't after them anymore. "Let's go!" he urged as they tried to reach what was left of the stair once again.
"No you don't!" the voice belonged to Lucius and soon they were being forced towards the platform in the middle of the room, trying to defend themselves from him and others at the same time.
Harry could make out Ron fighting with one Death Eater, dangerously close to the veil that kept blowing to an inexistent wind. Next to him his animagus father was fighting Bellatrix, both completely concentrated in the duel.
"Is that all you can do Bella?" he taunted. Sirius would be Sirius, war or not…
"Oh, my dear little cousin, when I'm done with you, you'll be very happy. You'll even get to say hello to you old friends!" she said with an evil laugh.
Lucius had managed to monopolize Remus and they were both quiet and concentrated as they waved their wands furiously at the other, skillfully maintaining a non verbal battle.
The Boy-Who-Lived wasn't left alone for that long, soon a tall black haired Death Eater was after him, but Harry dealt with him surprisingly fast. All it took was an experlliarmus, followed by a potent stupefying hex.
It was when Harry looked back up that everything happened.
It was unbelievably surreal. There was a flash of red light and Bellatrix started cackling in that annoying way she always did. Harry soon saw why.
Like in slow motion, he watched as his black haired father's body went limp, his eyes closing slowly and his hand rising up as though trying to reach out. He was falling back straight towards the veil that hanged from the morbid archway.
Two people's world stopped, a cry of "SIRIUS!!!" echoed in the darkness at the same time as a "Dad!!" did.
Remus did not think, he just acted as he threw himself forwards. His lover was within reach, he could stop him from going beyond the veil! He reached out completely, trying to touch anything, even the man's fingertips. And when his hand wrapped around Sirius' fingers his eyes went wide and a look of pure relief took a hold of his entire face.
That was… until he felt himself being pulled down as well.
Just like that, simply like magic, both men fell through the gray archway, disappearing from everyone's sight.
Harry's eyes went wide, he stopped breathing, even his heart seemed to stop for that moment of anticipation. "n..no" he gasped, his heart feeling like it was going to burst, an emotion he could not control grew from inside his body and made his way up his throat, leaving him in the form of a strangled cry "NOOO!!!!!!!!" he yelled as he irrationally ran towards the waving veil.
Arms wrapped around him, preventing him from moving. He wasn't even thinking, he didn't know if the person was friend or foe, he couldn't care, he didn't care about anything. All that mattered was that he could not believe what he had just seen. No matter if it was just an archway, no matter if it looked so innocent, deep down Harry knew what it meant, he knew unconsciously what had just happened. It drove him insane.
His throaty screams echoed around the room like that of a caged beast, he fought the arms that held him still as though they were burning him. The person who the arms belonged to was saying things, but he wasn't hearing, he couldn't care less.
At some point he had even requested his own death, as he felt tears falling down his face from his stinging eyes. He couldn't believe it was happening! It just wasn't happening!
"Harry, please! Come on! it can't be helped!! We've got to get out of here!" it was a woman's voice, sounding close to his ears.
But he wouldn't hear of it, "LET ME GO!!" he yelled for what seemed like the hundredth time.
Furious sobs assaulted his body, as he heard the woman say the words. "They're gone…"
It wasn't true! They couldn't! They just couldn't! They'd never leave him like that! It wasn't happening! One moment his father was fighting Bellatrix and the-
"Bellatrix" he said all of a sudden, his eyes shot open and he turned around. He felt power like never before take control of him and suddenly getting away from the arms that pinned him seemed easy.
He was running towards the ruined stair as though he was a beast following the scent of a prey. Wand in hand - being crushed by his fist - and a determined, vindictive mind… that was all he had at the moment.
He lost control of his actions, he was completely blinded by rage as he hunted the woman down.
The mocking tone of her voice, the taunting, her laughter, what she had done… he'd have her! He'd make her pay!
A word he had never once said before left his lips as though it was second nature to him "CRUCIO!!" he yelled, like his was commanding an army of all evil things to attack her.
It hit her straight on and she fell on the floor, unable to bear the pain for even one second. Her screams filled his ears and it sounded like music. He was feeling so animalistic at the moment that he had the urge to actually jump on her and with his own bare hands rip her to pieces.
All his frustration, guilt, anger was canalized into that spell and he cast it again and again, trying to somehow get that awful feeling off his chest.
He started to feel dizzy, there was something so powerful spinning around him that he knew he was completely out of control. His magic was doing the thinking for him and he could not stop. He had been broken beyond repair and it was useless of anyone to try and stop him.
It was then he started hearing a voice. It was urging him on, it was telling him to do it, to get it over with, to take her life, she deserved it! He knew the words, he knew it was easy, he could do it, he should…
Something wasn't right, that voice… it wasn't right, it was talking him into doing insane things, but he could not think clearly. Then there was another bolt of magic before everything exploded around him and his mind went numb before shutting down completely.
--
He grabbed onto anything he managed, as the wave of pain assaulted his body. What the bloody hell was going on?
"Draco? What's wrong?" Pansy asked, arching one of her thin eyebrows.
She was standing right beside him, but her voice seemed really far away.
There were images literally entering his mind against his will, and alien emotions were mixing with his own, making the whole thing more real. He saw everything that happened through the Boy-Who-Lived's eyes and he could barely contain himself as a surge of magic reached him through their bond.
He tightened his grip on the handrail, trying not to fall as his body seemed to be on the receiving end of a powerful shock.
Oh, Merlin, What had he done?
--
He was woken up by loud noises, they kept sounding again and again and he was forcefully pulled away from his state of unconsciousness.
He slowly opened his eyes, first only half way, taking in the very familiar room around him. He was in the hospital wing. Right so… what had landed him there again?
He didn't move much, instead he looked around first, and at seeing many of the adults standing few feet away from him arguing furiously, Harry decided to pretend he was still asleep. Whatever they were talking about, he had a feeling it wasn't something they'd be saying in front of him.
"That doesn't make any sense at all!" Molly Weasley said, after his potions teacher had spoken.
Snape look unaffected by her outburst. "It make a lot of sense, I assure you." He said matter-of-factly "The point is, how else could he have gotten away? They saw him moving around, and they didn't do anything. Meaning they were used to him, he was under imperious, it wasn't a memory charm" he argued smartly.
"Oh, so it just wore off? It makes no sense! I think he found out something and that's why they did it" she said back, with her no-nonsense tone.
"It doesn't explain him getting away and those incompetent idiots were too busy celebrating to focus. Whoever had Lupin under the imperious just lost their concentration." He answered, his patience slowly wearing short.
"Severus, Molly, please… it's useless to talk about this now" another woman's voice intervened, Harry could see Professor McGonagall getting up from her chair and joining the other two. "… it does not matter at the moment what happened while Remus was on the mission, or what information he might have had…" she said shaking her head. "We have Harry to worry about… " her voice was much softer now, as though trying to avoid getting heard.
The Weasley matriarch sighed and looked Harry's way, the Boy-Who-Lived promptly closing his eyes before she could tell he was awake. "He can stay with us, he needs family right now." She said, her voice as soft as McGonagall's. "… Oh, poor boy, it seems like everything just happens to him, now doesn't it?" she sighed and shook her head.
Snape murmured something under his breath which earned him a very sharp look from both women, but he just excused himself and announced he had other pressing matters to attend to.
Madam Pomfrey came in just then and Molly asked about her own son's health which moved the focus of the conversation away from Harry.
The boy turned to the other side, not wanting to look anymore. His eyes were wide open, staring into nothingness. He felt something rising inside of him, his body felt unbelievably hot and his head became dizzy. Slowly, everything they said started forming images inside his mind and everything that had happened the last time he had been conscious came rushing back.
His breathing grew to an unsettling rhythm and it became an impossible task to think about anything else.
He saw it all, over and over again; there was the archway in the middle of a round platform, a veil hanged from it and voices spoke to him. He knew those voices… he knew that they were the voices of those who had… who had… died.
His throat became so dry it hurt and his eyes began to sting with the realization. It was true, wasn't it? Everything that he remembered… had really happened.
The first of many tears fell, hot over his face. He couldn't deny it, deep down he knew it, but he could barely say it…
His parents were dead.
--
A.N:
-hides behind a wall- Now, now, I know all about the death threats, please do not kill me people! I'm just a poor college student who is pure and innocent and likes birds and nature. -aham- well, yeah, that's what happened and err… yeah.
On a side note, this chapter was like mostly written already and I know it might be a little rushed and a lot like book 5 (which is why I just kinda summed up everything, you all have seen this before) but I wanted it to be very cannon, so that's why. The only non-canon part of it is…well… Remus… err ok I'll just err… go now -hides-.
Answer to Reviews:
Fantasyfan4ever: pretty much yeah :D but with a...twist -runs away- XD Thanks!
Astrea Severin Orion Black: Yep, he's an idiot, it's Draco's fault though lol Hhahhaha why do people keep threatening me? XD
.Planned: I know, but that' just how he is...stupid -.- I'm so glad you like it ;) Keeping characters in character is like one of the thing I worry about the most :) They did not take it seriously and err...well look what happened to them now :O See, I updated ASAP :D
ga-4-ever: I hate Harry's hero complex to the core! But I have to keep him in character, oh well lol
Ice-Fata: Thank you :D Snape's always right hahaha Pleaaaasseee don't kill me LOL wait till I finish the fic first XDDD
Ok people -throws reader against the wall- here's the deal. You review and I update, no reviews, no updates! There's like a bunch of people reading this and like very little people reviewing it. So what if I stop this fic, hmm? Hmmm? Hmmmm? -threatens- u.u so REVIEW, Now! -walks away with toilet paper stuck to her foot-