Chapter sixteen

Harry visited McGonagall after speaking with Flitwick, he put his name down to perform and was told if the students like what he did then he would be expected to perform again. Harry didn't mind, this was something that kept him sane over the years. She explained that there were professionals staying at the castle to help if it was needed. So Harry got that information then went to speak with these professionals. Most knew he didn't like attention, but that was because of his scar and the-boy-who-lived. This time Harry was going to enjoy the night and showing what he could do.

Harry re-joined the Gryffindor's for lunch, Hermione was still bald and still wearing a turban on her head. That sight always made Harry laugh.

'She's been getting ignored a lot, some call her names and I've heard rumours that she's been hexed a lot.' Ron said.

'I can't feel sorry for her, it's because of her he found out anything we spoke about.'

'I don't, not anymore. She came up to me this morning trying to tell you that you must tell the headmaster about your dreams,' Ron leant closer to Harry, 'I told her to fuck off.'

'Thanks mate, she's just so bossy and thinks everyone should listen to her. But I found doing my work when she's not around a lot easier.'

'I do as well, apart from when I was with you, I've mainly did my homework on my bed. I don't feel as stressed as I used to.'

'That's because she tried to make us feel stupid. But those books she kept on us to read, they were useless.'

'Do you think she wanted us to look bad or she was told to tell us that?'

'Both, but realistically, I think Dumbledore told her to. It's like he wanted us to have trouble learning, I don't get why though. I mean he kept going on about Voldemort returning yet we weren't learning what we were supposed to. Look at Lupin last year, it was all on magical dark creatures. I get we need to know, but if a war starts again then we need to know spells more than dark creatures.'

'I think it's more you mate, I was just there so she had to make it look like she was telling both of us what books to read. But you are right about last year's defence class, it wasn't helpful, not for a war. You know, even though Moody is good, crazy and paranoid, but good, maybe we could find somewhere to practice harder and…well, spells that could do damage.'

'I've thought the same thing, Dumbledore goes on about second chances and using only light spells. But we can still use legal spells and hurt them. I was going to see if the twins could come up with some things that might help.'

'They do get unusual idea's, so I'm sure they could come up with something. Anyway, what did Snuffles say?'

'He told me I need to tell a teacher about the dreams and what we think, someone we could trust. I bumped into the twins after I left the hospital, they both said Flitwick. I spoke to him, he's going to keep it to himself until he could investigate, but he's going to get his uncle to look at my scar. I get these dreams and Dumbledore knows they are real but won't tell me why I have them, why I have this connection.'

'Do you think this uncle will figure it out?'

'Flitwick said he's an expert in curses and cursed scars, so he should. He's going to let me know. Oh and Snuffles said they were sent to jail, he got ten years, she got a couple. It seems the muggles don't take kindly to people that hurt kids. Snuffles charmed the cupboard so they couldn't clean it up, so if the muggle police see it or have seen it then they would know the truth. I just want them to suffer, legally.'

'They are now mate, but has Dumbledore said anything about Snuffles?'

'No, he hasn't spoken to me since the first day here. He probably thinks I'll give in. But see, he knows I see things which if someone smart enough was told then they might be able to stop him returning, yet his playing with me which is dangerous. I will never tell him about my dreams, not until he fulfils that vow. Snuffles deserves to be free.'

'He does, but and sorry mate, but what if something does happen to Snuffles, what would you do?'

'Leave, I really would leave, go to another country, live in the muggle world. I would let you know so you can make sure your family is safe, but I won't help. Snuffles is the only family I have left, if I lose him then I'm gone.'

Ron knew the answer before he asked, he wasn't surprised. Harry did feel like Sirius is all he has and after the things that's already happened to him then Ron could understand why Harry would leave if Sirius died.

Two days later Harry arrived at Flitwick's office, 'Professor, sir,' Harry gave a small bow to the goblin.

'Close the door Mr Potter,' Harry did then felt the magic, Flitwick had charmed the door, 'This is Rognock Flitwick.'

'It's nice to meet you sir.'

'It's nice to meet you Mr Potter. I have been curious about the night you received your scar. But every request we made to examine you was turned down, like many others.'

'I never knew anyone asked, if I did I would have seen someone. The pain I get can make it bleed. It's always painful when I get the dreams or visions, whatever they are.'

'Then let's begin, I will do some test over your scar then my nephew informed me you wish for him to see a memory, of this vision.'

'Yes, it would be good if you could both see it, see what I've been seeing.'

Harry sat down then watched as the old goblin began chanting in gobbledegook. His hand was pressed against his scar, he could feel how warm it was getting. It wasn't painful, just uncomfortable.

'I believe I know why you are connected to Lord Voldemort and why you see visions Mr Potter. I must tell you that trying to remove this will be long and painful.'

'Remove what uncle?'

'A piece of Lord Voldemort's soul is behind Mr Potter's scar, it has been since the night he received it.'

'He made a horcrux?'

'Yes, yet I hear he has tried to kill you Mr Potter, is that true?'

'Um, yeah, a couple of times.'

'Then he does not know you are holding a piece of his soul inside you. As long as his horcrux survives, he cannot die. He if knew he would never kill you or it would destroy his soul.'

'I really have a bit of him inside me,' Harry stared down at the floor, 'Oh god.'

Filius knew Harry wasn't going to last, he quickly summoned a calming draught, forced him to drink then handed him a glass of water.

'Just relax Harry,' Filius turned to his uncle, 'You said it could be removed.'

'It can, but it would need to be done at Gringotts, in our sacred circle. It will take at least a day and it will be quite painful. We will literally rip the unwanted soul from him, then we will need to keep it contained until it is destroyed.'

'I don't care about the pain, I want him gone, please, get it out of me.'

'I will set it up as soon as I leave.'

'I will say you aren't well Harry, which will give you some time alone. Stay in bed, until we can set this up. But do you feel up to showing us that memory?'

Harry nodded, 'It might be helpful, so yeah,' Harry took a couple of calming breaths as the potion began to work. He thought of the dream that he had constantly, then put his wand to his temple, he pulled away the long silver string of memory. Harry placed it into the pensieve then sat back, 'I don't need to see it, I see it almost every night.'

'Relax while we're viewing it.'

Harry watched the two goblins go into his memory, but all he could think about was his scar and what was behind it. Dumbledore must know, it's why he's convinced he, Harry is the only the one who has a chance of defeating Voldemort. It has to be connected some way, why Dumbledore believes it. But if Voldemort put his soul into things then how is he to die. Harry didn't think that maniac will ever die, not now he knew the truth. Another thing Harry thought about that didn't make sense, if Dumbledore believed Harry was the only one that could kill Voldemort, then he wouldn't die, not if there a piece of his soul inside Harry.

Harry knew he would need to tell Sirius, he would tell the four Weasley's as well. They needed to know just how Voldemort survived last time and why he was able to return. If he did then they would be at war with a man who couldn't really die.

'Yes,' Rognock stared at Harry, 'He is slowly regaining his body, but it is Voldemort.'

'You're name came out of the goblet of fire, someone wanted you entered into that tournament Harry. Now at first I thought it was a supporter, this competition could kill you especially since you are only fourteen. Now it seems this was set up to get you to Voldemort, he wants your blood and the protection that goes with it. You must be extremely careful, there is someone is inside this castle and they could kidnap you.'

'Um, someone told me about this spell so port key's wouldn't work, I did it while I was in the hospital,' Harry held up his hand to show the ring, 'There is only one new teacher, unless it's an older student.'

'Leave this person to me, goblins have spells that wizards don't. I will unveil who this person is. Now, you still look pale, go up to Gryffindor tower, rest, only come down for dinner if you feel up to it, otherwise we can get a house elf to bring you something.'

'My house elf is here, he's helping in the kitchens, I'll call him if I don't feel up to going down to the great hall.'

'I will notify my nephew when we have it set up Mr Potter.'

Harry bowed, 'Thank you, I truly appreciate what you are doing, Professor,' Harry gave another small bow before leaving the room. He headed up to Gryffindor tower, he needed to explain to his friends, but he might tell Neville as well. Harry knew Neville was trustworthy so he would keep this secret, if Voldemort does return then Harry will make sure Neville tells his family, just like the Weasley's will tell there's. This information is too dangerous, something Dumbledore knows but is keeping it quiet, that could get people killed.