Chapter 11

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Tom walked through the large garden and the gravel walkway shifting under his shoes with his black hooded cloak blowing behind him. He sighed and looked up at late night starry sky. The worry of his family, his death eaters, Harry and those he prayed that wouldn't be a victim of the war. The prophecy constantly laid heavily on his mind and way to end the war without his or Harry's deaths.

Narcissa walked up to the wizard. She shifted her travel cloak to block the wind. She gently squeezed Tom's arm and said, "Hermione has you worried."

"Everything has me worried these days, Cissy." he said, turning his head and his blood red eyes made contact with a pair of light blue eyes. "War is never easy and our children are the ones most effected by it's cruelty. Harry most of all."

"You tried Tom." Narcissa whispered.

He shook his head and said, "Not hard enough," and he walked away from the witch. "Not hard enough." She sighed and left him to his thoughts.

Tom stopped and turned around to find his snake, Nagini not far behind. 'Must you follow me everywhere?' hissed to the serpent.

'Yes. You are worried Tom. So I am never far behind.' Nagini hissed lovingly to her master.

He sighed heavily and sat down on a nearby bench. 'Very well Nagini. You may stay.'

She curled up on the bench next Tom. He gently stroked her head and she flicked her tongue in contentment. He chuckled slightly at his consent companion of nearly fifty years.

Tom closed his eyes when he felt Dumbledore trying to enter Harry's mind as he slept. He took a deep breath and focused on Harry. The scar came in handy with their connection. It allowed him access Harry's mind easier from a far distance.

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Harry's room mates had noticed him having more occurring dreams that involved Voldemort. They asked him about themselves each time he woke up to find out if they'll be tortured or even killed like his godfather did in their fifth year. Harry started getting aggregated with the questioning because he didn't want to talk about his dreams. He did turn to Hermione mainly for support, because Ron mainly saw Harry a freak in some ways. The red head didn't truly believe his friend about his dreams. When Hermione believed him with no questions asked. She only listened and supported him when he needed a friend.

Harry gripped his sheets and his tossed and turned sweat formed on his brow. The visions slowly unfold before his eyes within his mind.

Dream:

Harry slowly walked into a two story house. He looked around and found his parents, James and Lily in the living room. James sat on the floor with one year old Harry. He gently supported his son under his arms to help him stand. Lily looked over her book and smiled at father and son. The door busted opened and a man with a black hooded robe stormed into house.

Lily jumped up from the couch and quickly grabbed Harry ran up the stairs. James stood with his wand raised at the intruders and spells were thrown. He was hit with a spell that threw him against the wall knocking him out.

Harry watched the men leave his father alone once he was knocked out. He wondered why they did that instead of killing him on the spot like the dream he had many times over the years. He heard the hooded figure speak.

"Make sure he's alright and get him out of here. I must get Harry away from Lily," and he ran up the stairs. Harry watched his black robes vanished down the hall.

Harry walked up the two men that were next to his father. They tuned their heads reviling their faces. He's eyes widened at whom he saw. Severus Snape and Remus Lupin. The men helped James up and vanished with the wizard.

Harry ran up stairs and into the nursery were he had seen his mother be murdered so many times and the ear piecing scream of her death.

"Lily hand me Harry and you want be harmed." said the hooded figure. "I don't want to kill you Lily. I just want the boy."

"Never. Take me instead. Please don't kill Harry." Lily cried holding her son close.

"Oh Lily I don't want to kill Harry." he said and slowly drew his wand. "You've been lied to so harshly. I want to protect you and Harry. The evil is on the side of 'Light.' believe me."

"You lie! You want my son!" she yelled.

"I can erase your memory Lily and you can be moved to the States. I'll give you a new identity. It will save you and Harry will be safe."

"You lie! Take me instead. You will never get my son."

"You leave me with no other choice. It's to insure Harry's safety and our worlds safety. You been given information to the muggles. This is the only way." he closed his eyes and cast a silent curse. Lily Potter was dead with a flash of green light.

Harry sat silently in his crib. He cocked his head to side and a slight smile crossed his face at the hooded figure. He reached for the small baby. He screamed out in pain and his body exploded destroying the house leaving baby Harry safely in his crib.

End of Dream

Harry shot straight up covered in sweat and breathing heavily. He laid back down on mattress. He couldn't believe what had just happened. He didn't know if it was a plant from Voldemort. But why was Remus at the house? Was his father actually alive? Was his mother actually giving information to the muggle world? Who was the hooded figure? He had so many questions and no answers.

Harry grabbed his glasses and quietly left the door in hope to find Hermione awake in the common room. He really needed someone to hear what had happened in the dream.

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Harry walked into the common room grateful to find Hermione sitting on the couch. She looked up and saw her best friend. She sat her book down on the coffee table in front of her. She patted on the cushion next to her. Harry sat down next his best friend.

"What happened in your dream Harry?" Hermione asked gently.

He took a deep breath. Harry slowly began his story. Hermione listened careful and hung on every word that her best friend was saying. She mentally smiled knowing Tom had sent him the dream to slowly show him what actually happened on the night of October 31, 1981.

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Tom sighed heavily somewhat magically drain. He rubbed his face tiredly. It had taken a lot of magic to keep Dumbledore completely from Harry's mind. He knew it was time for him to know the truth about what happened on October 31,1981.

"He knows." Tom told James when he saw him walked up to him. He rose from the bench only for his knees to buckle. James quickly caught him around his waist.

"You're magically drained. You must rest." James said gently. Tom nodded and the men left the garden and back into house.

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"It was just so strange, Mione." Harry told his best friend. "Do you think that's what truly happened?"

"Make me a promise that you will sit back and think about our adventures. Than tell me what you see from all them and think about what happened when Dumbledore came up to us in the hall. What did my wolf do?" Hermione told him. Harry gave her puzzled look. "Just trust me Harry. Please."

"I promise." he told her. She smiled and kissed him on the forehead and walked to the steps. "Mione," she stopped and turned around, "Why?"

"You'll understand. I promise you. It will lead you to the answers you seek. Than come to me and Remus," and she left Harry to his thoughts.

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