Depth of Knowledge: Chapter 5- Confessions and Lunch

A/N: Hey guys, so I haven't updated this story in a pretty long time, but I kind of ran into a lack of inspiration. I went back and read your reviews, and felt quite induced to continue. So without further ado, the next chapter.

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Chapter 5: Confessions and Lunch

Clutching the picnic basket tightly, Harry made his way across the grounds towards the lake. So many memories when I look at this place. Harry saw himself plunging into the freezing water during the second task. He also saw himself at the bottom, cutting the bonds of both Ron and Gabrielle.

Placing the basket on the ground, Harry laid out the picnic blanket. And pain: Pain beyond what he thought possible. He winced and cried in agony, falling to the ground and clutching his scar tightly. Pain. Anger. Harry saw Voldemort, his face contorted in rage. Harry saw himself in Voldemort's mouth, a look of confusion plastered on his innocent face.

Harry managed to roll over onto his back, breathing deeply while staring at the blue skies. He had just realized why he had been different, more fragile with his emotions the last couple of days. Voldemort's emotions are reflected over to myself. Why? How could this be? It was like he had a shard of Voldemort in himself that was driving Harry to feel what the Dark Lord felt. Getting up slowly, Harry resumed setting food down onto the tarp which consisted of pumpkin juice as beverages and sandwiches for lunch. How much Harry loved Dobby for all the house-elf did.

Harry had been sitting on the blanket for almost an hour. He was starting to feel worried, having qualms about whether he should've even planned the little get together. I'll be forcing her if she doesn't want to... Five more minutes passed, a gentle breeze starting to flow around the castle grounds. Harry finally saw her coming along across the field, a look of worry on her face.

"Harry, I'm sorry. I forgot what you had asked this morning while talking with Ginny!" Hermione called, taking quick strides. "You really shouldn't have waited to eat with me." Harry smiled.

"Wouldn't dream of eating without my best friend being here." Harry replied, gesturing for her to sit down. She blushed, taking one of the sandwiches from the basket. She sat down and started eating.

"So, Harry. What did you want to talk about?" The two teens laughed with each other most of the picnic, enjoying their somewhat disturbing conversation about ear picking fetishes. Harry wondered how the conversation had come around to that.

"Hermione, this was really fun. I was wondering if you'd like to do it another time?" Harry sounded nervous. Hermione nodded before looking around.

"If you have another ticket for Ron, I think that may be in order." Hermione replied. Do it! Don't do it! Do it! Don't do it! Harry sighed, shaking his head and packing the picnic equipment away. His teenage mind needed to really chill out for a bit. The walk back to the castle was silent, only the occasional outburst of, "Look at the bird!" from Hermione. The two found Ron already in the Great Hall, sitting at the Gryffindor table with a frown on his face. Looking up, he saw Harry and Hermione coming towards him.

"How was your day, guys? Seemed like you had some fun without me." Ron seemed guarded, jealous. Hermione immediately comforted him.

"Ron, we were just having lunch, that's all." Harry stated, sitting down and facing his best friend. Ron snickered sarcastically.

"Uh huh, rumor has it that a first year saw you two." Ron sounded angry. "Kissing during your fantastic picnic. Hermione, you should be ashamed." Ron stood up and angrily stalked off towards the Gryffindor common room. Hermione could only stare after him in shock.

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The following days were some of the worst for Harry. Hermione seemed desperate to win Ron back, proving to him that Harry and her hadn't ever done something like that. Ron didn't believe it.

"You're seriously going to take a first year's word for it?" Harry asked, annoyed during the boy's bedtime.

"Leave me alone." Ron turned on his side. "You know you did it Harry." Harry sighed and stared up at the dormitory ceiling. What was it going to take for him to gain Hermione and Ron's close friendship again? Hermione had kept a large distance from herself and Harry, making sure no suspicions were directed towards him. He hated it when HE was the cause of the problem. Why was Ron so believing about the entire rumor? After all, he had been friends with Harry and Hermione for a very long time. Shouldn't he trust them more than a first year he didn't even know went to Hogwarts?

Or could there be something deeper? Something Harry hadn't seen before when analyzing the situation. Maybe Ron had been cautious about his girlfriend and friend the entire time they were together. Could it be that Ron had used the entire fib as an excuse to get out of his relationship with Hermione? Only time could tell… Harry would see if his best friend went after another girl. That would confirm Harry's absurd thought.

Sitting in the back of the classroom wasn't as fun as sitting with friends. Harry often had time to contemplate about school and his life when he took his seat and zoned out. Ron and Hermione seemed to have gotten back together after a few weeks, but were still avoiding Harry like a hobo coming towards your car and you slamming on the gas. He had tried to find closer friendship with Neville during his time of loneliness. It didn't work, really, because Neville wasn't the same as Ron or Hermione.

The two filled the emptiness inside of me. Harry had gone to Dumbledore to inform him about his emotions linking towards Voldemort's. Surprisingly, Dumbledore acted quite bored with the information.

"Harry, my boy, you really must be hallucinating." Thanks for the motivation, headmaster...Harry thought angrily, clutching his tingling scar. No help from Dumbledore. No friendship with Hermione and Ron.

And Harry felt the tug. Not the tug of Voldemort's fury coursing through his veins, but anger from himself. Anger he had only thought possible when Voldemort felt it. Harry threw the Transformation textbook across the room with such strength that it split when making contact with the wall.

"Mr. Potter!" Professor McGonagall cried, looking shocked at such a random occurrence. But all Harry could see was red. Red: bathed on the walls of the classroom, on the students, and particularly, Ron Weasley. With a fury he knew not, he yanked out his wand.

"CRUCIO!" And Ron screamed, writhing in the air. And Harry was laughing, his dark eyes daring anyone to come near him. And McGonagall was screaming, having pulled her wand from her robes.

"CRUCIO!" Again, Harry yelled in joy, feeling a sense of pleasure as Ron cried in agony.

A stunning spell: So unexpected Harry could barely dodge it. The curse was broken, and Ron flew to the ground. Harry's smile had turned into a confused expression.

Silence.

"But, Hermione, we're friends? Best mates, huh?" Harry's voice quivered slightly, but he was smiling genuinely. Hermione looked horrified, her back to the opposite wall of the classroom.

"Harry, this isn't you. Something's happened." Harry fixed his eyes on her.

"Nothing's happened, Hermione. Just you're good old Harry, frustrated that he's alone. Your good old Harry, who can't help but feel slightly frightened of his destiny, the prophecy, what's to come." Harry stepped closer to Ron, who lay limp on the cold ground of the Transformation classroom.

"Just you're good old Harry, who painstakingly fell in love with his now not available best friend. And I'm jealous, Hermione. I'm not afraid to say that. I'm angry at Ron, angry at you, and most importantly..." Harry picked up one of Ron's legs off the ground.

"I'm angry with pothead Voldemort."

Harry twisted Ron's leg and it snapped, a bone splitting the skin layer and coming out of its socket. Harry set the leg down gently, smiled at the class, and left without a word. His robes swung handsomely in back of him as he went.

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Harry hadn't been expelled, much less suspended. He had one person to thank for that, but he wasn't necessarily on speaking terms with her at the moment. Harry couldn't believe what he'd done, breaking Ron's leg and torturing him with the curse. All because of bloody Voldemort. Voldemort's pent up rage, blind anger, searing pain. All these coursed feelings had coursed through him on that eventful Transformation class.

Dumbledore had hired a man to look after Harry, Matt. Matt was an ordinary wizard, specializing in behavior of witches and wizards.

Harry found him a nuisance more than anything. Matt constantly followed Harry around, asking how he felt every hour or so. Harry was usually able to lose Matt in the rush of students after a class let out.

Word had spread about Harry's insane episode in McGonagall's class. Most students avoided him, while some first years even ran away if he approached. Hermione seemed angry with Harry to say the least. But she felt sympathy for him as well.

And Harry hated this. He hated the fact that she viewed him as weak, vulnerable, fragile, and most of all, crazy. Harry wasn't crazy, not in the slightest.

But he was. He had confessed his love for his best friend in his spout of anger. He had tortured his best friend, a person he had known for so many years. And he had broken Ron's bloody leg. Nope, he wasn't crazy.

It's Voldemort. I know it.

A/N: Yay, a chapter finally done. It has taken many rewrites to have this chapter perfected, or the way I want it at least. Nasty stuff going on with Harry though... I'd like to thank:

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