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Chapter 3: Dreaming Nightmares
I've been living my whole life simply hiding those scars
In my despair; those that I have found are
Forgive me for even just existing in thought
It was the only salvation I had wrought
(Nightmare Dream Eater by Hatsune Miku)
Harriel's Dream
His fingers run across the front of a black diary directly over the name Tom Marvolo Riddle. 'Who'd this belong to?' he wonders, opening up the book to find it empty, until…
Hello.
Harry digs around for a quill, writing his response as neatly as he can. Hello, I'm Harry Potter.
It's very nice to meet you, Harry Potter. I'm Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Tom… what are you?
A memory.
Oh…
Would you like to see me?
Yes…
Harry laughs, laying his head on the memory's shoulder. Tom smiles, looking down at the boy in his arms and whispering into his ear. "Stay with me forever."
The younger's green eyes widen and he whispers back. "I can't, Tom. I want to," he says, leaning back into the older's chest. "But I can't remain in this diary with you forever." Harry pulls away, dancing his way across the fake Chamber of Secrets. He ends at the wall, resting his head against it. "I wish you could be in the real world with me."
"Maybe I can."
"How?"
"I don't know, let me think about it."
Harry looks behind himself, making sure no one is behind him before he leaps into the tunnel of the actual Chamber. He prefers it to the staircase that takes forever to climb. He smiles as he slides down, excited to be with Tom again, perhaps for real this time.
Unfortunately, one Ginevra Weasley follows, determined to find where Harry's been disappearing off to.
The diary clenched in his arms glows with a white aura, causing him to smile. "Are you ready?" he whispers and Tom's diary answers with a brighter white glow. Harry steels himself, smiling and begins to whisper. "Liberare anima a codices. Nisi in anima a tenebris. Delerent in compedibus qui custodiunt vinctum. Fortitudinem meam do vobis: Tom. Pro amore animam accommodare vim vi. Absolvo vos, Tom Marvolo Riddle a codices circa te. Esse liberum."
He gasps as the feeling of something pulling on his power floods him. He smirks, setting down the diary and letting his magic just drift away.
Ginny runs into the room, screaming for Harry to get out of there as a giant snake with glowing eyes slithers after her. The snake, clearly pissed off at being disturbed, lunges at the girl who is saved only by the phoenix, Fawkes' assistance. 'Dumbledore,' Harry muses, 'must have sent him.' The hat dropped at his feet bares a sword suddenly and then Harry knows what he must do, even if it pains him. He doesn't want to kill Tom's snake but he doesn't want Ginny to die.
So he attacks head on, narrowly missing Ginny as she looks into the creature's eyes.
The dream melts into something Harry wishes he could forget: darkness lays across his vision, a blindfold in his cupboard. His small body curls up under the covers, shaggy black hair falling across his eyes, making everything even darker. Suddenly the darkness is interrupted by the cupboard door being opened, allowing the light outside to filter in.
The fat man in the doorway yanks him outside into the kitchen. "Don't make a sound," he growls, throwing the boy to the ground…
Harriel wakes up, shaking and clinging to his siblings. 'Where are you, Tom?"
Latin: Free the soul from the bindings. Save the soul from darkness. Obliterate the shackles that keep it prisoner. My strength, I give to you, Tom. For my love, I give my life energy to lend him strength. I free you, Tom Marvolo Riddle from the bindings around you. Be free.