Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter but I do own the new character in this chap. I do not own the song that is in this chap it is by Eminem I do not have a clue as to what it is called but it is a very good song.

Author's notes: Here's another chap hope you enjoy! And don't forget to review!

CHAPTER 8

Harry heard music. It was really good he loved it! He felt sore all over. Suddenly a female voice intertwined with the male voice. He struggled a bit but managed to open his eyes. He saw a girl bout 18 a little over 5 feet she had shoulder length layered black hair. The tips looked as if they were covered in blood. She had a pale face with black eyeliner, mascara, and eye shadow. Above and below her eyes which were completely black with a red bleeding hearts in the center. She had a black choker necklace around her neck with a skull in the middle of the sun. She was wearing a black t-shirt that clung to her thin frame with a hot pink bunny (the bunny had a wide smile and a large yellow nose.) on it. Under the bunny he saw the words "cute but psycho".

She had elbow length black gloves that had tons of cuts in them and only covered half of her fingers. Her nails were like cats nails quite long and they came to a point. They were painted black but the tips looked as if there were blood dripping towards her cuticles.

She was in a rather short black skirt with a little bit of lace around the bottom of it. It was really tight around her waist bit it loosened up gradually so it flared slightly as she did little spins. Her legs had black fishnet tights on. She wore knee high black leather high heeled boots that clung to her thin legs. The heels on them were thin and rather pointy.

She turned and noticed him fighting to sit up. He looked around the room trying to figure out where he was as she turned the music down. He saw the clouds and immediately thought 'I did it I'm finally able to be in peace.' then he saw the door. The window...the pictures... and he knew...

He chuckled slightly at first then it grew into an all mighty laughter that sounded psychotic. And still he laughed. The girl stared worriedly at him. The laughter died down but a smile stayed. It wasn't exactly a normal smile his lips were pressed together and the corners upturned but no happiness filled his dead green eyes. Just pure anger. He shook his head ('smile' still in place) slowly from left to right. Unshed tears shining in his dull eyes. The girl kneeled beside the bed

"Harry... are you ok?" she asked softly as if talking to a child

"Fuck... Off..." he rasped before going into a coughing fit. She just gave him a sorrowful look.

"Harry I know what you're going through. But allowing yourself to die won't do anything..." she said calmly. His 'smile' long gone he glared at her.

"You don't know... shit about... What I'm... fucking going through." Harry said between coughs. He conjured a glass of water and took a sip "for me it's the only choice...who the fuck are you anyway?" he asked angrily. The face that had only so far showed sympathy and happiness broke into a frown. Her eyes narrowed at him.

"My name is Melina Deid. And I would know how you feel as I have been there. And I think I can help you get (for lack of a better word) 'better'." she paused for a minute. And Harry cut her off

"Look I don't need help I just want to be alone..."He said quietly "I'm tiered of everyone. My supposed friends aren't even here trying to 'fix' me..."

"Errr...that's because they think that you're dead."She paused and at his stunned face quickly continued "actually you ...DID...die but somehow for some reason you just started breathing again. I gave them a 'copy' body and they buried it at Hogwarts." she informed. For some reason he didn't care. Not about his 'friends' about 'him' or Mel or his own life. He just didn't care. He laid back into the pillows. When a thought occurred to him 'how could I have just started breathing again?' he asked himself.

Then it hit him. "that god damned prophecy!" he whispered to himself more tears forming in his eyes "why cant I just fucking die!" he said exasperatedly.

"I'm not going to sit here and tell you to go back to the way you were to ignore what happened to you. But I sure as hell aunt going to sit here and listen to you ask for death. I'll help you to strengthen yourself and teach you things that wizards don't ever bother to lear..."Harry stopped listening to her. The music volume went higher and the song started over. The sounds of digging and sad instrumental notes filled his ears. Then a voice began sort of talking

'I ain't gonna eat , I ain't gonna sleep, ain't gonna breath till I see what I wanna see. And what I wanna see is you go to sleep in the dirt... permanantly you just being hurt. this ain't gonna work for me it just wouldn't be sufficient enough cause we are just gonna be enemies as long as we breath I don't ever see either of us coming to terms when we can agree there ain't gonna be no reason speakin with me you speak on my seeds and me no speak engliss so we are gonna beef and keep on beefin unless you up read and meet with me in the flesh and settle this face to face and your...'

Harry stopped paying attention. Whether it was a sign from someone that left him behind or pure coincidence he didn't know nor did he care. At that moment he realized that no matter what happened he wouldn't be able to die or be happy until the prophecy was fulfilled. Anger flooded through him at the realization of what he had to do. Then just as suddenly he calmed down. A smile played across his face it didn't quite reach his eyes but then again he knew it never would. at that moment he hoped Voldemort was in his head just to hear one thought...the song came to an almost end. There were gunshots and the singer was yelling and shooting his gun off crazily and laughing. Harry only smiled wider. He looked up at Mel and said the two words that changed his life forever.

"Teach me."

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Mel became his friend and in a way teacher. She went and bought all of the books he needed to have to heal the 'unhealable' wounds which he did manage though he would always have the scars.

She bought him spell books galore as well as muggle work out books. She helped him to strengthen his body to its highest potential. In no time at all (that's how it felt to him) his body was stronger with more muscles than it had ever been. (Though he still wasn't huge like a body builder).

They started dueling to practice both the many new spells from his library. (His parents had had one he just added the many tomes he had acquired to it.) within a few weeks he had managed to memorize all of the books in the library, get into the best shape of his life, eat healthy solid food (in rather small portions but it was a start), and he found a way to control his newly discovered fire power and wandless magic. He also surprisingly managed to learn ligilimens.

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32 days after he awoke from the dead Harry was awoken by Mel's shouts of glee...

"What are you on about Mel?" he asked stifling a yawn and stretching.

"Happy new year!" she yelled happily or as happy as she ever got. He learned that she was never truly happy. But she never let her depression keep her down just like he never let his PTSD control him.

"Oh shit" he mumbled. They had made a promise. (Well actually she ordered him but same difference) that on new years day he would let her give him a makeover.

"Yes... yes... yes... look Harry I know we agreed on just clothes but your different then you were before so I was hoping that we could get some piercings together. Ok?" she asked worriedly. at his shocked look she continued "look I never really got you a Christmas present and I have some plans cause I was gonna get my nose done..."she trailed off. He knew what she meant though. She wanted to get her nose pierced. He didn't mind 'cause truth is told he had wanted to go and get a trench coat and boots and...

He nodded "yeah I'll let you go crazy with shopping k? Plus I want a few things and your the only one that I could trust with helping me get clothes for a new look." to say Mel was pleased was an understatement. He was glad she was so happy. He hated to see her sad. He felt like she was his sister and his responsibility despite the fact that she had been taking care of him.

She ran off to get dressed. He pulled on a pair of baggy jeans a black muscle t-shirt and a Slipknot sweatshirt (he now knew what it meant it was the name of a really good rock band from America.) he also hid his scar with magic so that it would be hard even for moody to see through it.

He had learned that Mel was a witch from America whose (wizard) father was a Dj on a rock station in Florida, gave her magical radios that allowed her to listen to American or Britain stations. She had come to Britain because her mother blamed her father for what happened to her.

Mel entered the room the same outfit she had wore the day he met her (it was her favorite outfit) she grabbed her long black trench coat that clung to her upper body.(it looked quite similar to the coat neo wore in the matrix. which is why she liked it so much)

They looked at each other she told him where they were going as he had never been there before and they apparated away

They landed in an empty alley she steered him into the nearest shop he barely had time to see the sign which read 'HOT TOPIC'

"It's an American store. And it's muggle but its owned bye a wizard." was all Mel said before she went searching for clothes. It was very dark in the store. And there was rock music playing. He went to the shoe section where right away he saw a pair of large black leather boots with a few silver buckles. he grabbed them and tried them on they fit perfectly taking them off and slipping his trainers back on he put them on the counter as Mel came from between two rows with a pile of clothes in her arms. She placed them on the counter and handed him a t-shirt and a pair of black baggy cargo pants that had some chains and straps all over them. She told him to put them on he went and did as he was told.

"I want to see..." she said from outside his changing room."Ooooh... I like these boots."

The t-shirt fit perfectly hugging his muscular body so people would be able to see his six pack. The pants were rather long and dragged on the ground slightly. The waist was slightly too big but a belt could fix that. Holding his pants he stepped out of the changing room. Mel put her hands over her mouth and grabbed a belt from the pile as well as the boots and a trench coat similar to hers but more manly. Once he had it all on he heard a voice behind him say...

"Hhhmmm...very nice... very nice indeed. Would you like to just wear that out then?" the store clerk asked. The man had his lip and ears pierced and were dressed in black (like him). He liked it and nodded. They paid and the bags were shrunk and put in Harry's pocket. Once outside he asked Mel something he wanted to know for a while

"Err... Mel does it hurt to get something pierced?" he asked

"Harry it's all in your head if you believe that it will hurt then it will why you want something pierced...oh Harry come with me..."she said running down the ally (neither of them could stand to be touched and so she never grabbed his arm)

They stopped outside a tatoo and piercing parlor. They slowly walked in. Mel got her nose piercing and Harry got his bottom lip, leftright cartilage, left earlobe, and left eye brow. He also got some tatoos. he got a tatoo of a band of high jade green and black flames going around his right bicep and three words on his upper back 'PAYBACKS A BITCH'in the same colored flame letters. They then went to a hair salon where Harry got emerald green highlights and Mel got a touch up. (It was all done by magic so they didn't have to be touched)

They paid their money and left the shop together. Once outside she turned to him. And reached in her pocket

"Harry I got these for you. Their real leather and are for guys..." she trailed off and handed him a pair of gloves. He took them. Had he just met her he wouldn't understand why she was making it a big deal about gloves. But he did. He knew she hid scars under her many pairs (she had at least twenty). And each pair seemed to match an outfit.

"You didn't have to..."

"No I wanted to your like my brother." she said. Had she been another girl she probably would have cried or had tears in her eyes but she didn't cry that was something she refused to do. He smiled. A real smile, for the first time since he had left. She too smiled as he put them on. "Gloves make it easier to shake hands if you have to. 'Cause technically you're not being touched." she chuckled "Anyways I'm not finished with you yet. We both know how your blinder than a bat" they shared a laugh and started walking further down the ally

"yeah and your point is?" he asked

"That when you do face him it'll be an obvious weakness. So we're going to my eye doctor so I can pick up my contacts and you can get lasic..." Harry stopped short he knew what lasic was as she told him about a few days before. He gave her an odd sort of look "ok why don't we just get you some contacts... clear ones so if you ever don't want to where your glasses you don't have to Kay?" He nodded and the entered the eye place. He got his tests done and they had some in that particular prescription still in stock. Once they paid and left. They prepared them selves to apparate.

Suddenly Harry heard a familiar whisper but it wasn't Mel. He turned every which way but couldn't find it. Then it said something he didn't quite understand it. The voice repeated it he understood but didn't want to. The alley melted into a small cold room there was a dripping sound coming from one of the walls.

"Take it into your mouth, pet" a tall thin man said in a cold voice while he was standing above a kneeling figure that Harry recognized right away.

"N...n...no p...p...please d...don't m... make me please!" he heard him self plead .a slap across the face was his price it sent him sprawled a cross the stone floor he quickly got into the position he had been in before and took the creatures member into his mouth.

"that's right you ungrateful whore take the whole thing in!" the thing above him said grabbing his head and pulling him closer forcing the throbbing member farther into his mouth causing him to gag...the room faded to black

Harry saw the alley again Mel was kneeling before him. He was in the fetal position staring right and left he felt a cold wall bump against his back as he was rocked back and forth.

"Harry, are you ok?" Mel asked in a calm voice he nodded

"yeah fine." he said though she knew him wasn't. They figured out what was wrong with him days ago so she knew what must have happened.

he stopped rocking and stood up running a hand through his hair." so where to?" he asked. She sighed

"well ...you remember that guy I told you about that has a martial arts and yoga place in this neighborhood?" she asked he nodded cautiously slow. "Well I thought we could go there...?" he gave her a look that said 'do I have to?' "Well he's starting to teach sword fighting and I know you love swords..."she trailed off

"Alright but I ain't doing any yoga" he said

20 MINUTES LATER

"I can't believe I'm doing yoga"