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CHAPTER 11

CONFRONTATIONS

Harry and Mel arrived just outside the castle gates. It was raining heavily he turned to Mel "we have to hurry. We need as much time as possible." Harry said. "put the cloak on" she nodded and did as instructed.

He walked to the gates and slid between them with ease and did the invisible Mel. And they quickly made their way up to the castle doors. Harry prayed silently that the doors wouldn't squeak and as if they heard the doors did not make a sound. But their shoes did. Harry cast silencing and cleaning charms on their feet and shoes.

"That's the great hall go in and look for them try not to bump into anyone ok? Or to even breathe too loudly." Harry whispered. Mel whispered "ok." and left. He quickly made his way to the gargoyle statues that guarded the head's office using all the hidden passageways as possible. Once he made it there though he realized that he didn't know the password. And to make matters worse he didn't know what type of word McGonagall used. Dumbledore always had a candy for it but that didn't seem right for McGonagall.

"err...survive?" he said curiously nothing happened "Dumbledore...light...safety.." he continued to guess for what he thought was ten minutes then he thought of something "potter?" the gargoyle moved and Harry quickly made his way up the stairs to the door.

Harry pushed it open and immediately went to the closet that he knew held the pensieve...he opened it and...It was empty!

"Shit!" he hissed and started going around the office opening everything. Five minutes later still nothing everything but 1 desk drawer open. He took a deep breath and pulled the drawer open and he sighed in relief at the sight of the ancient looking bowl with the silvery white substance swirling around inside. He shrunk it and placed a cover to make sure it didn't spill. He picked up the 3 inch bowl and started to place it in his trench coat pocket as he made his way to the door through the mess he had made. his hand was on the door when it slammed open hitting him in the head and sending him back a few feet where he came crashing down on a coffee table that fell apart under the impact.

Harry saw many spots and his head felt like it was broken in half. He heard several voices but couldn't make out what they were saying. His vision slowly faded to black...

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Harry opened his eyes and blinked a few times to get his contacts to go back into their proper place. His head throbbed and he couldn't remember exactly why... then it came back the search the door the coffee table... He moaned in pain and pushed himself up. He looked down and saw splinters of wood under him he was still on the coffee table.

"Aaawwe... fuck that hurt" he said rubbing his head. He heard a familiar giggle a looked up to see Mel laughing at him. "Shut the fuck up. id like to see you get hit with a door and fly a few feet with out feeling anything..." he mumbled and attempting to stand up he felt someone grab his arm "get your fucking hands off me!" he hissed angrily. The hand let go and he fell to the floor he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his shrunken cane. He enlarged it with a flick of the wrist and used it to stand up, blinking back the pain.

He saw that there was McGonagall, Lupin, moody, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny as well as Mel standing there. Mel walked over to stand next to him and whispered.

"The man with the weird eye saw through the cloak before I could check."

"Fuck" he whispered. He turned to the people before him "Well we'll just be going then..."he said motioning for Mel to follow as he started walking towards the door.

"Oh no you won't ya little..."Moody growled and sent a stunner at him and Mel. Harry reflected it and turned to the old man

"Now that wasn't very fair trying to get from behind now was it?" he said fighting a smirk at the stunned looks on their faces. "Alright what do you want to know?" he asked with an irritated look.

"Err... why don't we sit down and talk more civilized?" McGonagall said shakily Harry nodded and flicked his wrist and the room was back the way it had been. He then conjured 5 wood chairs and 2 cushiony armchairs with extra stuffing for himself and Mel 1 in blood red and the other in emerald green and the headmistress had her own chair. Harry went to the emerald green one and plopped down into it and ignored the pain that went up his spine. he sat in it with his legs dangling over the arm towards the door and his head on the other arm closer to Mel who was sitting like a lady in her chair her arms laid gracefully on the arms of her chair. Her eyes staring at the people in front of her. Mel and Harry were on the side of the large desk while everyone else sat in front.

"Well first off what are your names?" McGonagall asked with a piece of parchment in front of her. Quill already poised to begin scratching down their answers.

Harry thought for a second before a smirk appeared on his face and he leaned his head back to look at Mel she got the hint and a smirk appeared on her face as well.

"I am Yrrah Rettop(pronounced as 'why rah' 'ret top')"Harry had to bite his lip to keep from smiling

"I'm Anilem Died (pronounced as 'an ill em' 'died' exactly as it looks)" Mel said with a slight smirk. The magical quill wrote it down without anything to help it. As the 6 other people in the room stared astonishedly at them. Harry got an idea. he looked Hermione in the eye and slowly broke through her defenses and began the search...it took awhile but he did find that they had indeed find one ravenclaws books in a book case at riddle manor they had it in the castle but had been unable to disarm it. Harry knew that he had to stay he cursed his luck. He quickly repeated the process to Ginny and found that she indeed knows everything... Harry knew that he had to stay he cursed his luck.

"You look really familiar have I met you before?" Hermione asked looking at Harry intently. Harry chuckled darkly

"Just for almost 8 years but what ever..." he said studying his leather gloved hands."Jeez moody I would have thought that you would have figured it out by now with your eye and everything... I must be pretty damn good to be able to fool you!" Mel laughed.

"Harry?" Lupin asked nervously Harry smiled. And saw everyone shiver slightly. He knew it must be slightly scary to see a smile that doesn't reach the eyes. And have the eyes look empty or hollow of everything. He nodded

"Yeah if you spell yrrah rettop backwards then you get Harry Potter. Same for anilem died. She is really Melina deid." he told them as if it were the most obvious thing in the world "you guys look as if you've seen a ghost" and indeed they did. They paled and their eyes widened. Mel stared at him confused and leaned closer to his head.

"What the fuck are you doing?" she whispered angrily

"I'll explain later" he whispered back

"You're not Harry because he has 'the' scar and you don't" Ron said Harry sighed and waved his hand over his fore head allowing his scar to be seen.

"Happy now?" he asked

"But Harry died" Hermione said

"yes but I gave him the proper potions and managed to bring him back and gave you guys a dummy identical to Harry." Mel informed. Together Harry and Mel told them a summary of what had happened once he came back. Mel told most as Harry's head was throbbing and he didn't have any booze which pissed him off slightly as he felt anger just welling up inside of himself. Harry's hands began to shake which was never a good sign. He conjured some fire whiskey and got a nasty look from everyone Mel included.

"What?" he asked innocently " I already know the story...I was there. I don't really need to relive it. "He said taking a swig from the bottle the hot liquid slid down his throat leaving flames in its wake.

"Mr. Potter I would appreciate it if you did not drink during this serious conversation..." McGonagall said but was cut off

"I would have appreciated being rescued but you know we don't always get what we want." he snapped. Before he quickly drained half of the bottle. And he finally felt calm "sorry bit grouchy from getting my head beaten with a door...who opened it anyway?" he asked ignoring the fire in his mouth throat and stomach.

"I did" the headmistress said "now I need to see both of your arms" she asked

"Why the fuck would I Harry Potter want to even be in the same fucking room as a living death eater after all the bull shit I went through with them?"

"Oh now it is after both Dumbledore and Sirius get killed because of death eaters inside the castle? Not to fucking mention me almost getting killed how many times? If I am not mistaken that is ...5 years out of six oh and not to mention the dumbass dementors of my third year." They all stared dumbstruck at him as he ranted all of the things he had wanted to say. Including Mel. But then again she never heard of the things that had happened in all of his school years (except for fourth and little bits of fifth).

"Err he could come back to school..." Hermione suggested

"Where is your wand anyway?" Ron asked. Harry thought for a second, cocking his head slightly to the side and fighting the buzz he had

"Err that is a good question" he said with a chuckle. He looked at Mel and saw that she was in a silent fit of giggles with the nearly empty bottle of fire whiskey. He laughed and reached in to his trench coat pocket and grabbed the wand in question as well as the pensieve. "Here's my wand and the little pensieve. And no professor you can't have it back I need it ok? Ok" he said Ron started laughing at him and Harry laughed too. Moody and Lupin also managed to crack a smile. Ginny, Hermione, and McGonagall gave Harry and Mel scolding looks a few minutes later Harry and Mel came most of the way down from their buzz.

"Professor may Mel join as well?" Harry asked actually more like told.

"Fine you'll get your schedules on Monday in the meantime I need to contact you old school Ms. Deid." McGonagall said Mel told her that she had gone to Winnisquam's school for witch craft and wizardry in America. And then said something quite surprising

"I dropped out halfway through my sixth year though..."she murmured."So where am I going to sleep?" she asked quickly

"Well you'll have to be sorted here put this on your head..." McGonagall said levitating the hat to her. Where it plopped down on her head. It took nearly 5 minutes till it finally yelled "GRYFFINDOR" the headmistress levitated the hat back to its shelf and told Hermione to show her the seventh year dorms. They all stood to leave every one was out the door and Harry stopped for a second

"Oh professor tomorrow Mel and I are going to go and get our things good night." and he exited the room...only to walk into Ron.

Harry jumped back and hissed before turning and walking down the stairs and past the gargoyle to where Mel was standing fidgeting in the middle of the hallway.

He walked to her side and whispered in her ear

"I'll get you what you need once they go to bed...I promise. Besides I need something myself..." he said with a light but serious chuckle. He managed to get her o smile and nod. He himself felt like breaking something...

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny came walking quickly down the stairs 'obviously moody don't trust me...' Harry thought to himself with a smirk. He waited till they got a few feet away before speaking.

"Where's the book?" he demanded in question form. The three of them gave him a dumbfounded look. He sighed. "I know you all know about the horcruxes and the prophecy. So stop playing these fucking kids games I'm NOT in the fucking mood..." he growled.

"H...h...Harry what h...h...happened t...t...to you? Your not...Harry... anymore" Ginny stuttered Harry stared unblinkingly at her. As he tryed to gain control of the many cuss words longing to spill from his mouth.

"No... Harry died a while ago..."he said thoughtfully and paused to let it sink in "now moving on ... ravenclaw's book... Location?" he said gesturing with his hands to pick up the pace.

"It's in the head girl room... my room." Hermione said

"lead the way" Harry said gesturing for her to go. Hermione led them all the way to Gryffindor common room in near silence as she Ron and Ginny kept whispering together. Harry just rolled his eyes at them as they didn't seem to realize that his hearing was stronger (along with a few other things) from his personal training.

Hermione said "safety first" to the fat lady and she opened to allow them in but not before she gave Harry and Mel a dirty look.

The five of them entered the red and gold colored common room which was filled with people. Harry noticed that it was as full as it had been a few years ago.

Three people Harry thought he recognized as Dean, Seamus, and Neville walked up to the three in front of himself and Mel.

"Buggar off. We're busy I'll talk to ya later 'bout it." Ron told them and continued on.

The five of them walked to a portrait of a young girl, approximately 17 years old, reading a book. Hermione leaned forwards and whispered something into the girl's ear. The portrait swung forward on its hinges allowing them entrance. They walked in and up 3 flights of stairs to door. Hermione pushed it opened and held it open allowing them to enter.

Harry lit his finger at the darkness. He did not do darkness. Hermione lit the lights and fire place with a flick of her wand. And he blew out his finger. And looked around the large circular room. There were a few book cases a desk a large sofa wit two armchairs by the fire a large four poster a two doors he guessed went to the closet and a bathroom. The room was painted Gryffindor colors and had many pictures and what looked similar to newspaper clippings in frames nearly covered the walls. He noticed Mel looking at each in turn.

Harry walked to one of the windows and saw the lake. The beech tree they used to sit under...he turned his gaze to the pictures and slowly studied each one as he slowly walked around the room. but only made it a quarter of the way as he saw all of the pictures were of him Ron, Hermione and the Weasley's with a couple of Hermione's parents. It was almost like he was looking at another person all together. 'Picture Harry' was laughing and smiling happily goofing around with Ron and the twins... he turned his dull empty green eyes on her.

"How long ago was that one?" he asked pointing at one of the three of them laughing together in front of the burrow

"Err...it was the day you arrived at the burrow so about halfway through June." she said sounding more calm

"Wow that seems like years ago!" he said sounding slightly more chipper. He however lost it once he arrived an 11 by 14 inch frame filled with newspaper articles reading things along the lines 'HARRY POTTER KIDNAPPED' or 'THE LOST SAVIOR will he return?.' each had a picture of him and offered around 1000 galleons for him to be returned. He swiftly turned and moved toward the furthest armchair closest to the window and door. He moved it closer to the fire and sat in it normally. He put his elbows on his knees and leaned closer to the fire and just stared at it, kind of hypnotized. He loved fire. But wasn't exactly sure why. All of his drawings or close to it had fire in them. He had even found a way to (well not completely as it was mostly attached to his emotions) control it. Harry had found ways to make little flames come from his fingers so he didn't have to be in the dark. Like he had done earlier. Fire in itself was an amazing thing to Harry the way the flames moved. Their colors. The crackling sound it made...

"... Harry... Harry. Come back to reality now." Harry snapped his head up away from the orange and yellow flames.

"Wha... oh yeah... book. Sorry." Harry muttered taking the book from Ginny's outstretched hands.

The books cover was blue with silver colored symbols on it. The book itself was huge probably over 1000 pages, 14 inches or so wide and approximately 16 inches tall.

Harry ran a hand over the symbols willing them to change to English. Nothing happened. He studied the symbols for a few seconds in silence. The gears in his brain began turning trying to place the symbols. He heard something whispering into his mind. And he realized that he had seen them before in one of the books in Godric's hollow library, on a cover of a book he had past.

He stood up and motioned to Mel, who was sitting in the other arm chair, to follow him as he made his way to the door. He opened it and stood aside to allow Mel to pass. Ginny went to go through as well but he put up a shield that threw her back a few feet right into Ron and Hermione.

"You're not coming just Mel and I are going." Harry told them

"No Harry we're coming. We're your friends..." Hermione started

"Err... no. Mel saved my life so I owe her. You are 'Harry's' friends the Harry that died not mine." He said angrily. Ginny and Hermione had tears running down there faces. Ron had them in his eyes.

"Look, I know you're pissed and I understand why. But you don't know what happened here..." Harry rolled his eyes at Ron's words. "Hermione's father was nearly murdered because she was close to you. Not to mention that there was a dead body of someone that we still haven't figured out who because they were so mangled. They had carved a lightning bolt into a piece of his flesh and a there was a note saying 'the savior has fallen' so what were we supposed to think?" Ron nearly yelled. Harry was stunned. He couldn't believe it he slunk to the floor and just stared at them stunned.

Hermione got down on her knees next to him. Harry shook away the memory of himself kneeling before someone. She put a supposed to be comforting hand on his shoulder but he winced and scooted away from her. She sniffled as more tears flowed down her cheeks

"H... h... Harry you h... have t... to trust us we want to help you." Hermione pleaded

"I'm sorry but I just don't want you to get hurt..."he started

"Harry it's already to late for that we're with you tills the end." Ginny said and he knew that she was right.