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WARNING:There isvulgar language throught this chapter and the rest of the story. There are scene's in this chap and throught the rest of the story that should not be viewed by the younger audience as it is rather graphic.

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CHAPTER 12

The Questioning Begins!

Harry stood up and began to pace back and forth in front of the fire. He heard the door close with a click.

"Look... we don't have to go destroying the horcrux at this minute we could all just go to bed and work on it in the morning after you guys get back from shopping." Hermione said. Harry looked to Mel and knew what she was thinking.

"it's a good idea don't get me wrong... but I need to go to my house to get some stuff anyways so I'll just pick up some of the books that I think could help..." Harry said walking to the door again. He heard someone growl and turned around to se an irate Ginny Weasley.

"Harry we're all going to go tomorrow to get the books as well as some from the school library. But right now we're going to bed." Ginny said angrily. It was Harry's turn to growl and he did. His eyes flashed angrily at having to tell them.

"I... Don't... Sleep." He said taking a deep breath to calm himself. "The only way I sleep is with a dreamless sleep draught. Which I'm trying to get off. Did you guy's know that that stuff is actually rather addicting?" he asked calmly. Mel nodded her head to the side telling him that he was to follow. Which he did.

"You're not gonna tell them bout a certain little pill are you? Or the other stuff?" Mel asked nervously. He shook his head no. she sighed in relief.

"That's one thing I'm never telling them... actually that's another" he said turning back to his friends.

"But why do you need to go back tonight?" Hermione asked slightly confused.

"Because, I read at night and why not read stuff that I need to?" the three in front of him were stunned they however quickly shook it off.

"Harry why don't we come with you then we can help..." Ron started

"No" Harry said sternly

"Yes" said Ginny

"No"

"Yes"

"NO"

Harry landed roughly on his feet in a dark room. He quickly snapped his fingers and the many torches on the surrounding stone wall lit up, lighting the huge room greatly.

He roamed among the ancient rune book looking for the book with the same runes as the horcrux he carried in his arms. He heard two more pops and knew the others had arrived.

"I can't believe I let them talk me into it..." he mumbled to himself as he turned to face them.

"OK this is my library. Grab any book you think could help us with the runes." he told them

"Harry this is amazing!" Shrieked Hermione. He nodded and headed to a shelf that he hadn't conquered. He looked at the first book on the top shelf that was just above his head. There was a book that was just black no name or anything.

He pulled it but it only tilted and the shelf slid away from the wall, as if it were on hinges, similar to the fat lady's portrait, and just like the portrait it hid an oval opening. He looked to see if anyone had seen. He was happy that no one was even looking at him. He sighed in relief and walked through the opening he heard a snap and saw that the shelf had gone back into its proper place. He nervously snapped his fingers and his entire hand lit up. Lighting the area enough to show him that there were many torches around the walls of what looked to be a second library. He snapped his fingers again and the torches lit lighting the room magnificently. The room itself was about half the size of the library he exited

Harry was proved right. There were five rows of shelves in the middle. The ends of them were facing him. The shelves reached the ceiling and he guessed that they were 15 feet long. There were shelves covering most of the walls except for the areas where there was a door and the top 2 feet of the wall where there were tons of torches.

Harry walked to the door and opened it. He walked into a room painted gold with red trimming, and was about half the size of the hidden library. There were 3 square tables, each with 4 chairs around them, spread throughout the room. There was a small cart similar to the one he had seen madam Pince push around her library.

Harry turned and exited the room. He walked through the rows of books looking for the symbol translators. As he looked at the books one thing be came certain: all of the books in there were dark books.

"no wonder this place is hidden... bingo." he whispered to himself joyfully as he stared at a half of a bookcase that was filled with books on ancient and new styles of rune and symbol writing. Smirking he shrunk them and placed them in his trench coat pocket.

Happy with his jackpot, he went to the porthole which opened as if it had known he wanted to leave. He walked through and... Right into Ginny.

Harry jumped to the side with a growl and rapidly began to brush himself off.

"I'm not diseased you know!" Ginny said roughly. He turned to her.

"I know." he stated. And walked passed her to the upward, spiraling, metal, staircase.

"Hey, where are you going?" he heard Ginny call after him. He turned again but leaving his right foot on the bottom stair. He noticed that run and Hermione had walked over to the youngest Wesley with arms filled with books. He flicked his wrist and the books were all the size of matchboxes. They then put them in their pockets and whispered thanks. And it hit him right then how nervous he was making them. Yeah he did want them a little nervous but not as scared as they were.

"Well I'm going to go pack." he said trying to sound a little nice. At their nervous stares he sighed "I can give you a quick tour on the way to my room...?" he said uncertainly they nodded and began to follow.

"Ok on the fist floor right... Here" he said pausing on the first landing they came to. "Is the kitchen, dining room, game room, parlor, and living room... Oh yeah and a couple of bathrooms." he said continuing upwards to the second floor.

"How many floors are there?" asked Hermione.

"Err... I think three including the basement that we were just in. but I do believe that there is an attic. I haven't had time to check yet..."

"You had like over a month and a half and you don't have enough time to see if there's even an attic?" Ron accused angrily. Harry took a deep calming breath.

"No. I was busy training myself and cleaning this place up with just Mel to help. No offence to her but she isn't that good of a cleaner." He said surprising even himself with his calmness. "But I do think that there is one as the stairs continue up even though we are already at the 'bedroom' floor... It's a floor with only bedrooms and bathrooms." he explained. Walking into the off white hall way, the sounds of their shoes against the light wood floor bounced against the closed doors and walls.

"Err... bedroom ...Bedroom... Bedroom Bathroom... Aaahhh my room." he said pointing at the respective doors till he got to his own and opened the door. He heard them all gasp. And he chuckled as he entered and kicked open his trunk and lifted it onto the bed.

"Amazing isn't it?" he asked as he glanced at their stunned faces while stuffing all of his things into the trunk. They nodded in agreement.

"Did you paint this?" Hermione asked. He let out a laugh startling them.

"No... No I didn't my parents did. "He said and started to put his clothes neatly into the trunk. While he was packing by hand he never saw Ron wave his wand. But he did hear a whooshing sound and managed to turn around right in time to see are swords and knives flying at him blades first.

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Harry heard laughter. He smelled fancies and blood. Felt the cold stone on his back and heavy chains around his wrists and ankles cutting his skin and blocking off the circulation of blood. Knives and shards of glass were being thrown at him. He saw one go right through his hand and into the stone behind it. As others sank into his leg, waist and stomach. He cried out in agony but only got more laughter... laughter... they were laughing at his pain...

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Someone was screaming. As if they were dieing. He finally realized that it was him screaming. He closed his mouth and opened his eyes that he didn't even remember closing. Harry removed his hands from his face and went to stand up but someone grabbed his arm. He growled and they let go. He slowly stood and shook his head...shook out the memory.

"Harry, you ok?" he heard Mel ask. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before nodding. He turned to his packed trunk and began digging in it for a certain paper bag...

He found it near the bottom. Harry quickly opened it and pulled out a little bottle that sounded slightly like a rattle when shook he poured out two long oval pills and tossed them into his mouth and conjured a glass of water that he quickly took a gulp from. He took another sip to make sure that the pills made it to his stomach before putting the glass on the bedside table

"Who... did that?" he said slowly turning to the four others in the room. Ron shakily raised his hand. Harry curled the corner of his top lip. "There was a reason I didn't do that and that was because of the many sharp objects I have in my possession..." Harry told him.

"Harry what did you take?" Hermione asked worriedly. Harry thought for a minute...

"Err... not sure but I know that it calms someone down... see I haven't come up with a name for it..." He informed "It's a dehydrated calming draught that with water and a few seconds in the stomach turns back into its natural form."

Harry walked over to the bed stand and opened the drawers and began to grab all of the cd's and the large paper bag that was in there. He stuffed them into the trunk before he closed, locked, and shrunk it.

"Everyone ready?" he asked as placed the trunk in his pocket. Everyone murmured an affirmative.

"Oh wait, Harry, which boots?" Mel asked as she raised two pairs of high healed (black) boots. One pair was knee high the other only went up to the ankle.

He sighed with a grin and looked at her newly change out fit: she had a skin tight blood red long sleeve shirt that barely stayed on her shoulders but also had a black tank top underneath , black fingerless gloves, a tight, short, black jean cut off skirt , with black fishnets.

He shook his head in amusement as he saw that Ron was gawking at her.

"Knee high boots" he said she shrunk the others and put the knee high ones on before she finally put her trench coat on.

"Ok, Ginny can you apparate?" he asked the young red head. She shook her head 'no'. "Ron, or Hermione, could you take her?" he asked Hermione nodded and grabbed Ginny's wrist with a crack they were gone. Ron followed then Mel. Harry took one last look around before He too apparatus away.

Harry felt his feet implant themselves into soft ground and felt what he thought to be a bucket of icy water fall on his head. He looked up and saw that it was raining heavily changing the snow into a lot of slush.

Mel went to share her umbrella with him but he walked swiftly away, eyes studying the puddles on the ground. The way they rippled when he stepped into it distorting the world showed in its cold depths. Studied the sounds that the slush made under his feet. He turned to his fellow Gryffindor's.

"Come on" he said

"Harry where your glasses are?" he heard someone ask.

"In my trunk... I got contacts" he informed as he slid between the bars of the fence. He shed his coat, shrunk it, and placed it in his pants pocket. He heard many yelling in protest, but he ignored them. And welcomed the cold rain.

He ran forward and did a front Handspring. He let out a yell of cheer. He turned to the others who were staring at him as if he were crazy. Mel however was cracking up. Harry smirked and ran in a small circle before doing a series of cart wheels. Harry stopped and began running all the way up to the castle where he finally stopped. He stood in a large and deep puddle. Unfortunately the moon wasn't bright enough to show him that there was a sheet of ice under the water and he slipped and fell flat on his back in the ankle deep water.

Star appeared in front of his eyes and they weren't in the sky. He felt an enormous pain in the back of his head. He laid there in a daze for a few seconds till something occurred to he and he started cracking up in a fit of laughter.

He managed to flip himself over and to slowly standup even though he was still laughing with his hands on his knees. He heard worried shrieks. And looked up to see 3 pale and worried female faces all asking if he was all right. He looked to the right and saw that Ron was cracking up as well. He calmed him self down and turned to the worried females.

"I'm fine just a major headache..." he added feeling the back of his head. He felt something... weird. He brought the hand to the front of his face and saw in the moonlight a dark almost black substance was on his right hand. He lit his left and saw that there was blood on his hand. They all fell silent.

"Holy shit..." Harry whispered

"You need to get to the infirmary... NOW!" Hermione said loudly. Harry grabbed his head as the world began turning. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a shrunken cane.

"Engorgio..." he whispered the cane grew to its normal size. Harry immediately regretted doing it the headache he had before grew 10 times worse then it had been. He hissed in pain. And flinched as someone went to grab his elbow. He limped up the marble stairs. He saw someone rush forward to open the door. He limped passed them and into the lit entrance way

"Oh my god..." he heard a few of them whisper.

"portus." someone said "Harry touch this... now Harry or you won't make it." Harry touched the boot that was held in front of him he felt a familiar pull behind his navel and felt his feet slam into the stone floor. His legs crumpled beneath him and he toppled to the floor. He heard voices and saw feet... but they faded away and he was enveloped in black...

"I can not believe he did that!"

"That was so incredibly stupid!"

Harry felt sore all over. He heard familiar voices but couldn't remember what happened.

"Even after dieing 2 he still doesn't get it!"

"That's Harry for ya"

Harry chuckled and opened his eyes. But upon seeing the brightness he quickly closed them and pulled the blankets over his head.

"Bright lights! Bright lights!" He cried out. He heard people laughing. He slowly pulled the cover down from over him and opened his eyes. Everything was clear, but his eyes felt dry and uncomfortable.

"Mel, can you get my contact case, solution, and glasses out of my trunk?" he asked as he took the contacts out of his eyes. He blinked as his eyes started watering. He put the contacts into the awaiting gloved, palm in front of his face. He then grabbed His glasses from the other gloved, hand. He raised his head to put them on and groaned as the pain in the back of his head flared up.

"Serves you right! What did you think you were doing?" asked an irate Madam Pomfrey.

"Having fun." He said childishly crossing his arms and sticking his nose in the air in defiance but hissed in pain as his head throbbed again. Those around him chuckled. The nurse handed him a potion and he took it. Instantly the pain in his head was gone. And so was the care free sense that he had had. He looked around him. There was Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Mel, Lupin, Tonks, and McGonagall.

Harry ran a hand through his hair and went to sit up. Madam Pomfrey put a hand on his chest to push him back down. Harry growled and rolled off the bed. He landed in a crouching position. He stood up but apparently a little too fast as he was over come by dizziness.

"Harry get back in bed. You need your rest." exclaimed Mel. He shook his head 'no' and walked to the end of his bed and rummaged around in his trunk for his clothes and large paper bag. Once he found a pair of black baggy bondage pants he took off the sweat pants they had put him in along with the hospital gown.

"Oh my..." whispered Hermione. Harry turned, shirt and pants in hand, (he had his boxers on!) to the shocked people.

"What?" he asked curiously. Ginny managed to point at his showing flesh. He looked down and saw that the glamour was wearing off and they could see several stab wounds. The one he knew they were pointing at on his thigh read: SLUT.

"Fuck!" he whispered concentrating on covering the scars up. He felt the magic fall into place. He looked down and was happy that they were once again covered. He sighed and quickly pulled on his pants. He threw the black muscle t-shirt on the bed and dug in the trunk some more. The people around him began talking in worried voices.

Harry pulled out his boots two 'small' knives, socks, and his leather gloves. He pulled the socks on followed by the boots. Harry completely ignored the pity filled questions as he put a knife in each boot and pulled a glove on each hand. He shrunk his trunk and grabbed the t-shirt from the bed. And headed for the door.

"No Harry, you're not leaving." growled Lupin as he and some of the adults formed a wall in front of him. Harry quirked an eyebrow.

"We love you and you need rest." said Hermione

"We won't let you leave. We're not going to lose you..." Lupine began but Harry put up a hand to make him stop.

"You guys think I'm leaving the castle?" he asked in a monotone. They nodded. He chuckled. "Ha ha ha... But... No. I'm just leaving the hospital wing. I have certain... Business... here. Nope sorry but your stuck with me." he said with a chuckle.

"Mr. Potter... You are staying here I have to check your head make sure that your concussion healed properly." Madam Pomfrey said.

"Head is fine... Well as fine as it'll ever be mentally but you know..." he said. The nurse however didn't buy it. She pointed sternly at the bed and he went and sat telling himself that in order to get business done he had to at least attempt to get on their good side.

"Alright ... But no touching or I will get very angry." he light heartedly but he knew that they caught the murderous tone. She nodded and flicked her wand. "Can I go?" he asked a few minutes later as she began walking away. She nodded her reply.

"Harry do you realize that there is ink on you?" asked Ron

"Yeah I got some tattoos. Ain't they cool?" Harry asked sounding rather happy

"Err... why did you tattoo and pierce yourself Harry?" asked Hermione shakily. He just stared at her.

"I don't know actually." he said somewhat truthfully as he stood to exit. They stood with him. Ginny went around behind him. He felt her breath on his back

"Gin what the hell are you doing?" he asked walking away and turning back to her.

"I was trying to figure out what it said." she said

"It says: Paybacks A Bitch." he informed

"Harry James Potter you will watch your mouth!" snapped Professor McGonagall.

"Ok! Jeeze no reason to yell!" He said as he lifted his arms in defeat. He figured the professor would have bought it had he been able to keep the smirk off his face.

"Ok Mr. Potter now you and Miss Deid will be able, with supervision of course, to go to Diagon Alley in order to purchase your school supplies." McGonagall said more seriously. "So do you have anyone in mind?" she asked.

"Hmmm... How 'bout good ol' Moony and I dunno. You pick Mel." Harry said blankly. Mel began to bite her lip as she cocked her head to the side. "There are only 2 bloody choices that you know of for fucks sake!" He said angrily Mel chuckled and pointed to Tonks.

"How 'bout her? She seems pretty ok with looking ... different." she whispered questioningly to Harry.

"Took you long enough" Harry growled back. Mel just smirked. "Can I go now? We have everything done and I want a shower." he said to everyone.

"Ok. Breakfast is in an hour. Have a good day" said the Headmistress before she exited.

Harry locked and shrunk his trunk before he placed it in his pocket. He grabbed his shirt and went towards the door he heard the others following him.

They walked in silence down corridor after corridor stair after stair. Harry pulled his shirt on as they went.

"See you at breakfast." Tonks called out as she and Lupin took a right turn and the rest of them continued up the stairs till they finally made it to the fat lady's portrait. Hermione said the password and they entered.

"C'mon Mel, the dorms are this way..." Hermione said. Mel walked over to her and they went towards the girls' staircase with Ginny following behind. Ron motioned for Harry to follow him.

"Wait a second Hermione, Ginny, Mel (if you want) could you come back for a sec?" Harry asked. The girls paused but did return to where Harry was standing.

"What is it?" Ginny asked.

"Well... I know that you weren't expecting me to turn up like this." He said gesturing with his hands at his clothes and piercing's.

"We weren't expecting you at all." stated Ron with a chuckle.

"Anyways... I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry and that I'll try to be more like the 'other Harry' after the war... Well if I live." He added but he sensed that he sounded a little too hopeful… They nodded in agreement

"Why can't you try now?" asked Ginny.

"Well I have certain things making that near impossible at the moment." he said carefully. He didn't want anyone knowing his entire plans. Not even Mel knew all of them and she had been living in the same house with him for almost two months.

Ginny nodded her reply and the girls and boys went to their respective staircases and then dorms. And Harry was finally able to take his shower.