Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters or anything to do with it; the wonderful JK Rowling creates them all. I just make up my own plot.

A/n Thanks again for reading my story I'm glad to know that people are enjoying it. Once again, I want to thank my good friend and Idea Maker for helping me create this story. Without him, I would have been lost. Anyways on to the story.

Xx Harry Potter and the Unforgettable Destiny xX

I must have caught something in the heat of all these dances, I'm a worm with no more chances, And I've lost all doubt In a chemical romance, I can't stop itching over thoughts of tarnished hope kind of funny lonely feeling. I'm not in love you know it's not love to me it looks so pretty burning-Take it away by The Used

Chapter 6

Xx Take it away xX

Harry smashed his fist in the wall; he looked at the dent with satisfaction. He wiped the blood off his knuckles and quickly moved around his room. He began to grab his things and pack them up, but then he realized that he still needed to go to Diagon alley to pick up some new supplies for his classes. Sighing Harry picked up the list that he had gotten in the mail a few days ago. He skimmed over it and saw that they had a new DADA teacher because he already assigned them new books to collect. Harry finished neatly packing everything in his trunk and then he went down stairs to find Mrs. Weasley.

He found her in the kitchen washing dishes, he came over and started helping, when she saw him she smiled at him. "We missed you at breakfast" he sighed and shrugged "Sorry I guess I wasn't really hungry, But I was wondering if maybe we could go in to Diagon Alley today. I still need a few more things I need to pick up, and refill." He asked. Mrs.Weasley stood there and thought about it. Then looking down at Harry she smiled softly at him and agreed. After all Harry needed to get out at some point. Once they finished the dishes, Harry walked back to his room and grabbed his list and money, he arrived at the door and everyone there was waiting for him. He couldn't look any of his friends in the eye after what happened the other day. Harry was about to make his way out of the house when Remus appeared at his side. Startled Harry took a step back but once he realized why Remus was coming, he scowled. Remus shook his head as he noticed Harry's expression and continued his way out of the house, always making sure that Harry was in arms reach.

When they all made it to Diagon Alley everyone split up to go there separate ways, Remus followed Harry to Flourish's to get some new books. Harry looked around the small bookstore looking for the section he needed, he found it and made his way towards it. The DADA books filled one whole wall. Harry skimmed down all the shelves trying to find the book he wanted for his class. The third shelf that Harry was looking through he found a book that caught his eyes. Unregistered Spells, Harry looked at it curiously, at first; he thought it was just some random spell book with nothing important inside. Then he looked through it, and noticed that there where many spells that Harry had never heard of. Harry took the book and the one he was looking for and added it to the other pile of books that were sitting on the table behind him.

Harry finished collecting all the books he would need, plus the one that caught his eyes and he brought it up to the counter and quickly paid for his purchases. He walked out side and saw Remus waiting for him. Harry looked around at the stores as they passed; Harry saw Madame Malkin's robes for all Occasions. He turned and started walking in that direction; from the corner of his eye, he could see Remus following him. Harry walked into the store, and watched as the small woman came over to him and started to measure him.

Fifteen minutes later Harry had all his school things and he was sitting at Florean Fortescue's ice cream parlor. As he ate a chocolate ice cream cone with Remus, he felt a weird sensation, as if something bad was going to happen. Harry pushed it aside thinking that he was just dreaming, but as time passed, the feeling got stronger. He turned to look at Remus and saw that Remus was tense and looking around warily. Harry sat up straight and tensed, he looked around as well, and noticed something, and glancing at Remus, he realized that he hadn't seen them yet. Harry stood up and before Remus could stop him, he sprinted across the road right nearby the person who wore a black cloak that fully covered them. Harry walked silently behind the stranger and pulled out his wand. "Show your self" Harry hissed out. The person in the black cloak tensed and straightened, turning around slowly they faced him. Then they pulled off there hood, and Harry stood there the blood draining from his face.

Remus came running after Harry and froze in his tracks as he saw the man that Harry was now facing with his wand pointed at the man's chest. Remus pulled his own wand out, ready to curse the man in front of Harry. Harry just stood there, his wand hand steady and pointing at the man in front of him, but all Harry could do is stare, everything inside of him just stopped working. His heart was pumping fast and he felt like he could not breathe, fear was starting to take over. He blinked quickly trying to get over his temporary paralysis. The man before him smiled and watched them, and then he reached out a white skeleton like hand towards Harry and closed it on his shoulder. Harry's eyes widened when he realized what was happening. Harry fought the grip on his shoulder, his wand had fallen on the ground, Harry dropped and tried to grab it, but then he was picked up off the ground from the man in the black cloak. Harry pushed against him, trying to get free; he refused to scream for help. Looking down at the ground, he saw his wand at his feet. He brought his foot near it and slipped it underneath it and he tossed it in the air, with his free hand he grabbed it and with a strong grip jabbed into his attacker's eye. The attacker growled and let go of him his hand over his eye. Harry whipped around and pointed his wand at the man, but before he could send out a curse, the man disappeared.

Harry stood there, motionless as Remus came rushing over to him, trying to catch his breathe. He looked at Harry, his eyes scanning for any injuries. "What the hell happened" Remus finally asked, his voice was slightly cracked through his ragged breathing, but it also showed a hint of his anger. Harry finally turned and faced his Godfather, he shrugged and walked back to there table. He grabbed his bag of school supplies and returned to Remus' side. "I'd like to go back now" he said emotionless. Remus nodded and guided him back to the Leaky Cauldron, where they flooed back to Headquarters. Harry brushed off the soot and then grabbing his stuff, he walked up the stairs and in to his room. He dropped his things beside his trunk then turned and shut the door, and locked it.

Remus sat down in the kitchen, his head in his hands. He had been so scared when he saw the man grab Harry, but it was as if he had been paralyzed he wanted to run and help Harry, but something was keeping him immobile and all he could do was watch as Harry had struggled with the man. Remus shivered slightly when he thought about what could have happened to his Godson. Remus looked up and saw Albus standing in the doorway. Remus stood up as Albus walked into the room; Albus smiled at him and waved him back to his seat. Remus obliged and sat down. Albus paced the room silently; occasionally he looked over at Remus gravely. Finally, he stopped and bowed his head, "I think we are going to have a major problem with young Harry," He told him. Remus nodded and sighed loudly. "What can we do?" Remus asked a hint of desperation in his voice.

Albus sighed; everything was so confusing now, something bad happened to Harry at his Aunt and Uncle's house, and now they had to figure out what to do to help him. Harry's actions were strange, and it was as if he was someone else. "For now, we just have to wait. We need to have people watching him at all times. Something is wrong, I can feel it." Albus declared his voice soft but filled with power. Remus nodded and watched as the old man turned and strode out to the living room where he flooed back to his office. Once he arrived, he began to pace once again. Fawkes cooed and flew over to him. He landed on Albus' arm and tried to comfort him; Albus smiled slightly and patted Fawkes on the head. He sat down and folded his fingers together; he laid his head against his hands and hoped that everything would work out.

Harry lay in his bed, his eyes focused on the ceiling. He heard the click of the door opening and closing. Then he heard soft footfalls against the hardwood floor. Harry waited until he heard the creak of the bedspring before he looked over to the bed next to him. Ron was sitting there, watching him. Harry sat up, stretching his back and sighing when he heard a small crack in his spine. He glanced at Ron again and saw the grave worried expression; Harry swore out loud and straightened to face his best mate.

"What's happening to you Harry?" Ron asked. Harry shrugged as he moved to stare out of the window. Ron jumped up and grabbed his arm. "Harry, please, you can tell me." Ron begged. Harry sighed and turned to look Ron in the eye. "I'm sorry Ron; I don't know what's wrong with me, just that I feel different, Powerful. It's as if I'm sharing a totally different person's strength." Harry pulled his arm free from Ron's grip, and knew that as he walked out of the room, Ron was staring at his back.