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Chapter 5: Visions, suspicions and more detentions

The next few hours Harry just was laying on his bed, pretending to be asleep. He paid attention to no one. Hermione tried to talk to him once, but left after he turned to other side and buried himself in the blankets.

Later he got up and made his way to the dinner. Angelina and a few Gryffindors were sending him nasty looks. Harry just ignored them all.

"Cheer up, Harry" Ginny came and sat beside him at the Gryffindor table, "It's not the end of the world. Charlie told me once that he was banned from Quidditch for three months because he and some of his friends bewitched the Snitch to fly to his hands. It was part of some stupid bet. Hooch found out. The team was mad at him for a while but he compensated by winning the last Gryffindor – Slytherin match and the Quidditch Cup. I'm sure you'll be O.K."

Harry gave her a weak smile, "Thanks, Ginny, somehow you made me feel better." Ginny blushed, "Besides," she added, "see it as opportunity for me to prepare myself for the next year; I'm going to be a Chaser, so don't be so selfish and let me fly a little with the team." That made Harry to give her a wide smile, "If you think about it that way… I'll let you play, but only temporary."

"Thank you, O Grate Seeker!" Ginny laughed.

"Feeling better?" Ron joined them at the table.

"Yea, I guess" said Harry, "your sister was a good help."

Back to the common room, they played a wizard chess for a while, Ginny giving Harry advises, which made Ron to worry about winning the game. Later Harry apologized to Hermione for ignoring her.

At eleven o'clock Harry went to bed. His homework for Monday were done so he could afford himself spare hours of sleep.

Harry found himself in some neighborhood. By the look of it, it was a Muggle one. Cars were parked at the driveways and in the few yards lay forgotten toys. Soon a few CRACS were heard and two hooded people appeared beside him.

"Do you ready, Lucius, Crab, Goil?" he hissed.

"Yes, My Lord," came the answer of Lucius Malfoy.

"Then let's go," he ordered.

He made his way toward one of the houses and tried the doorknob, which was close, of course. He pulled out his wand and hissed 'Alohamora', and entered the house to the silent hallway.

He looked around; on the walls were family pictures of a couple with two children, a girl and a boy. He made his way upstairs and sand a glance at the mirror in the upper hallway. He saw a snake shape face and red eyes.

He returned to the living room while Malfoy, Crab and Goil entered the bedrooms.

Soon the house filled with screams of frightened people being dragged from their beds.

The family was taken to the living room where he stood.

"What do you want with us?" demanded the man.

"I want you dead!" he stated simply, "but first I'll let my servants play with you!" then he turned to Lucius Malfoy, "They all yours!"

The little boy, about the age of five, was hit with the 'Crucio' curse and then was the first one to be killed with the Killing Curse, then the girl, about ten years old. The mother passed out after her first child was dead, just to be dragged to the couch for Malfoy to deal with her. Meanwhile, Goil sent a Cutting Curse toward the man and watched him bleed. A few moments later everything was quit again, after Malfoy send the final Curse at the couple.

"Good job, my Death Eaters," he said, "It will be my first present to the mudbloods loving fool!" They entered the house and he raised his hand with a wand and shouted "Mortsmorde!" A green skull with a snake appeared above the house. They apparated away.

In the Gryffindor tower Harry Potter woke with screams that woke his roommates. He was shaking badly and his scar was burning. He rolled to the side of his bed and vomited.

"Somebody get McGonagall!" Harry heard someone shout, although he couldn't recognize who the voice belonged to. Somebody cleaned his face with a wet towel and then cast a Cleaning Spell on the floor.

Harry felt his hands being pulled out from his scar, only then he looked up. He met a worried face of Prof. McGonagall.

"What happened, Mr. Potter?" she asked.

"Death Eaters… muggles… dead… Dark Mark… so real" Harry managed to tell her.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Potter?" she inquired.

"It was me… Malfoy… the scar hearts…" he continued.

Minerva McGonagall sent the other boys to the bed and ordered Harry to follow her. She took the shaking boy to the Headmaster office.

-aaaaa-

"Tell me, Harry, what you saw?" asked Dumbledore, as they were left alone. Harry was sited in the headmaster office and was drinking a tea with a calming draught in it.

Soon he felt better and was able to tell his story.

"I don't know what to tell you, Harry" said Dumbledore, "We won't know if it was a real thing or not till the morning, but I can reassure you that it wasn't your fault. My guess is that you somehow entered Voldemort's thoughts and saw through his eyes."

"It was terrible," Harry said

"I can only guess," said Dumbledore, "I'll ask Madam Pomfrey to give you a Dreamless Sleep Potion" for the rest of the night." He went to the fireplace and contacted the matron. Dumbledore handed Harry a small vial. "Drink it as soon as you back to your bed, you will wake up at seven o'clock tomorrow. Good night, Harry."

Harry returned to the tower and took the potion. Soon he was asleep.

-aaaaa-

Harry woke up at seven o'clock, as Dumbledore told him he would. He felt a little tired but it was better than the sleepless night. He apologized to his roommates for disturbing their sleep.

He was about to begin eating his breakfast when the owls flew in with the morning post. Harry heard whispers from everywhere, and noticed people reading the "Daily Prophet".

He looked over Hermione's copy and his eyes grew wide. On the front cover was a picture of a house with the Dark Mark above it. In the left corner was a muggle picture of a family of four, the family from his dream. The headline said 'Murder in muggle London!' Harry took the newspaper from Hermione and read the story.

Murder in muggle London!

Tonight, a family of four was found dead in a muggle neighborhood in London, with a Dark Mark above their house.

The victims are Richard (age 38) and Melanie (age 35) Winters and their children Janie (age 10) and Scott (age 5).

The family members were killed with the Killing Curse after they were tortured. The children were under the Cruciatous Curse and Richard Winters was tortured with the Cutting Curse. Melanie Winters was raped before she was killed.

Minister Fudge commented that it was probably the doings of the escaped criminal Sirius Black and his Death Eaters friends, like it was last summer during the Quidditch World Cup. Minister Fudge asks the public to watch closely for any suspicious figures and to alert the Aurors when needed. Also, the Minister asked the public to pay no attention to the rumors spread by Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, about the rise of You-Know-Who. "Dumbledore trusts too much Harry Potter about the rebirth of the You-Know-Who, that he can't see that the boy is just seeking for attention and want to cover what real happened at the end of the third task with fabricated stories…"was Minister's response.

Harry tossed the paper aside with anger. He was angry with Fudge and he was scared that his dream last night was a real vision. Harry looked around, people once again where staring at him. He got up and strode out of the Great Hall, his breakfast untouched. Seeing this Hermione and Ron ran after him.

"Don't pay attention on them," Hermione told him, "It's like last year, when Skeeter wrote those awful articles."

"Fudge is a git!" stated Ron, "Don't worry about him! The most important is that we know the truth!"

"I don't care what Fudge says," answered Harry, "It's just that…" He was about to tell his friends about his vision but decided against it when his uncle voice came to his head 'You are nothing than a freak!' Harry thought about it and realized that probably he would scare his friends away if they knew he saw the murder through Voldemort's eyes.

"What you were saying?" asked Hermione.

"O, I… I said that I don't care what Fudge says, I'm just can't stand people staring at me," he replied.

"Come on, lets go back, I want to finish my breakfast," complained Ron.

"Is it all you are thinking about?" laughed Hermione. They returned back to the breakfast, which Harry was grateful for because he once again felt a little lightheaded.

-aaaaa-

After the breakfast the Trio made their way to the dungeons for their potions lesson. The Slytherins were already there, as usual.

"Hey, Granger," shouted Draco Malfoy, "Don't you want to warn your parents? It might be them next!" Ron pulled out his wand and was about to hex Malfoy but Hermione stopped him, "Just ignore him, Ron."

"Yea, Weasley, why don't you hex me and follow Potter out of the Quidditch?"

"Shut up, Malfoy" interrupted Harry, "It was your fault I was banned!"

"Tell me, Potter," the Slytherin turned to Harry, "Was you there last night? Like you were with Diggory?"

Harry thought about punching Malfoy but decided against it; instead he said in a low hiss, "Why don't you ask your father? Your mother couldn't satisfy him so he was looking for a replace?"

Malfoy was red with anger, "Don't you dare to talk about my mother!!!" he shouted and rushed at Harry, his wand drown.

"Potter, Malfoy, fighting again?!" came Snape's voice. Draco stopped and turned around, his wand still drown.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for provoking a fight, Potter! Now get inside!" Snape opened the classroom door.

Harry slammed his bag and sat with a loud thud on his chair, "I hate him!!!" he muttered.

The lesson flew really slow, by the end of it Gryffindor lost 25 points and Lavender Brown received a detention. Slytherins added 20 points to their house.

-aaaaa-

Harry made his way to Prof. McGonagall office for his detention. On his way he heard some whispers coming from some side corridor. He picked over the corner and saw Malfoy and Theodore Nott, other Slytherin. They were talking about something. Harry thought it was a little suspicious so he made an attempt to listen.

"You'll be at the end of November meeting, won't you?" he heard Nott.

"Of course I'll be there," was Malfoy answer, "My father won't let me miss it."

"To bad we can't join right then, will have to wait till we are sixteen," said Nott.

"Yea, but at least father promised me it will be interesting, can't wait."

Harry heard enough, he retreated and made his way to his Head of the House office.

"You are late, Potter" McGonagall said.

"Sorry," apologized Harry, and then an idea came to his head, "Professor, did you know that there is a Death Eaters meeting at the end of November?"

"Where did you get it from?" she asked.

"Just heard Malfoy and Nott talking about it, they are going to attend it. Thought you should know, Professor."

"I will check it, Mr. Potter. Right now I want you to clean the Transfigurations classroom. You may begin, and no magic!"

Harry began his work; he was progressing slowly since his mind was on the events of the night.

When he returned to the Gryffindor tower, later he found his friends in the corner of the room quietly talking about something; he noticed they were pretty close together.

"Hi, guys" Harry greeted them.

"O, hi Harry," Hermione blushed and moved a little from Ron.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"O… We… A…" Ron stuttered.

"Out with it Ron!" demanded Harry.

"You see…" Hermione was even redder, "We kind of got together this summer… We didn't want to upset you…"

"TO UPSET ME? WHY DO YOU THINK IT UPSETS ME?" he shouted, surprising even himself, "WHILE I WAS LOCKED IN MY UNCLE HOUSE, BEING…" he cut himself, "…YOU GOT TOGETHER!" and he stormed from the common room straight to his bed, forgetting about his homework for tomorrow.

While lying in his bed he thought about what just happened. Was he really upset by Ron and Hermione? 'No," he admitted to himself. For a while he even thought that it could be grate if they finally got together. But why he felt so betrayed? 'Because, Harry, while you were beaten by your uncle, ignored by everybody including your best friends and godfather, even if it was to protect you, your best friends enjoyed themselves!" he told himself. Harry realized that he felt jealous of Ron and Hermione. He took his wand and put a Silencing Charm on his curtains and fell asleep.

-aaaaa-

Harry woke up the next morning with a pounding head and a sore throat. He woke up screaming few times during the night from nightmares. Luckily they weren't visions.

He didn't talk to his friends because he was angry at them. Ron and Hermione were angry at him too.

At the breakfast they sat at the different edges of the table to avoid each other.

During the classes Harry sat with Neville instead his regular place beside Ron.

When Harry went to detention this day, Prof. McGonagall asked him to sit down.

"Mr. Potter," she gave him a stern look, "I really don't understand what's wrong with you. Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Nott talked about the meeting you are told me about with Prof. Snape and Prof. Dumbledore at the beginning of the year and they got a permission to attend it, since it during your Hogsmead weekend. I'm very disappointed in the way you try to get back on your classmates because of your misbehavior that put you in detention."

"Professor, I'm pretty sure that he mentioned a Death Eaters meeting!" said Harry, his temper rising.

"Potter, this is enough!" Prof. McGonagall rose from her seat and Harry instinctively moved backwards. "Your behavior the last few weeks was beyond any acceptable limits. You are slacking in your studies, fighting and now you are trying to put your classmates in trouble. I won't let it to continue! You will serve another month of detentions and if you cross one more line I will make sure you will be suspended, Gryffindor or not, is this understood?!"

Harry was speechless, he never saw Prof. McGonagall so angry before. Her reaction reminded him of his aunt when he was punished when Dudley misbehaved. When he was little he learned the hard way not to argue about the punishments given by his aunt or uncle even if they weren't fair, he just stopped caring about them. He did the exact thing with Prof. McGonagall's punishment. Without arguing he got up and turned to clean the classroom he was supposed to clean. Professor McGonagall sent him a worried look but said nothing.

-aaaaa-

The next month Harry went into a routine. He would wake up in the morning from another sleepless night, eat his breakfast, as much as he could, which was more every day, go to classes, do his homework and then go to his detention. He still didn't talk to his friends. Lupin tried to talk to him a few times but Harry didn't talk much, just answered his questions with a YES and NO answers.

Ron and Hermione became more close together and now it was official, which made Harry more jealous and angry. He missed Sirius and Hedwig terribly which made his mood even worse.

Harry heard Malfoy and Nott on a few occasions talking about this mysterious meeting. He followed them whenever he could, but told no one.

Time passed and soon it was Halloween. Harry hated that holiday since it reminded him that he doesn't have parents. On the Halloween eve Lupin called him to his office.

"I'm going to Godric Hollow tomorrow, to visit your parents' graves. Do you want to come with me? I talked to the headmaster and he thinks it's a good idea. Sirius will come too, as Snuffles of course."

Harry's eyes lit, "Yes," he said enthusiastically, "I would like to go!"

"Good, come here at three p.m. We will take a portkey from Dumbledore's office."

Harry nodded and left. He was excited and nervous about visiting his parents' graves.

That evening he apologized to his friends. They accepted his apology and spend a good evening talking. Harry of course filled them in about Malfoy and Nott.

"The little ferret!" exploded Ron, "of course he is going to the Death Eaters meeting!" After that Harry felt that the things were back to normal, at least what considered his friends.