Harry Potter & the Power of the Eclipse

"Like this is speech." Like this is written words. Like this is thoughts. Like this is telepathic. Like this is different language.

Chapter 3

"Poppy what is wrong with him?" Came the voice of Albus Dumbledore into Harry's mind.

"He had two large wounds down his back starting near his shoulders and ending around his lower back. Both are healed now with the only trace being two scars that won't heal for some reason. The other thing wrong with Mr. Potter was that his lungs were filled with blood, and by what you and the others said he had them filled to the brim and more. But what I want to know is how did he get some much blood from someone else in his lungs?" Ok, that's the nurse, wait, am I in the hospital wing already. School hasn't even started and I'm already here.

This time Lupin's voice came to him. "But he was laughing and talking like it there was nothing wrong with him. How was he breathing with that stuff in there. Hang on did I hear you say he had someone else's blood in his lungs?"

"Actually from five separate people." Silence filled Harry's ears for a few minutes until another voice spoke up.

"Madame Pomphrey is he going to be ok?" Ginny I think. Sounds like she's been crying.

"Ms. Weasley he is fine and needs his rest. All of you should just leave, and yes that means you three as well. He won't be waking up for another two weeks after I gave him that double dose." Two weeks? There is no way I am going to stay asleep for that long.

"Two weeks, Madame Pomphrey? Are you sure? Because I do believe I am already awake." Harry opened his eyes as he finished his statement.

He then half wished he hadn't, because every one was in chaos. Obviously they did not expect him to say anything for quite a while for what he saw was the males of the Weasley family jumping up in shock, the two women plus Hermione, Remus, Tonks, and Hagrid, while Dumbledore only seemed a little shocked. Of course the main part of the chaos was Hagrid himself. He apparently was in the back of the group and in his rush to see Harry, bulldozed almost every one, causing a domino that affected everyone, almost anyways. Ginny had been the closest to the boy-who-lived, and thus practically leaping on him.

Not that she was short. Before he could witness the after math of Hagrid, Ginny had him in a crushing hug that, in his opinion, put her mother's to shame.

After a few seconds though his lungs began to sting. "Ginny I need to breath. It is nice to at least." She quickly let go and turned a bright red. I think I like her when she's blushing. Note to self make Ginny blush more often. Wait this is Ron's sister for Merlin's sake. He heard a mumbled "Sorry" before he say the others all on the floor. From what he could tell they were tangled up some how.

With out a second thought he threw the covers off himself and got up. Walking around the bed he grabbed Remus' arm and pulled him out while at the same time he heard a thud behind him. Seeing that Remus had been the corner stone of the tangle he turned around to see Ginny on the ground, a deep blush on her unconscious features. Turning back around to ask what was wrong with her he was met by more stares.

"What? Do I have a bogart's butt on my face? And does any one know what's wrong with Ginny?"

Remus was the one who spoke first. "When did you get that?" He points at the tattoo on his chest.

"Twenty minutes before you showed up."

"But the watch in Diagon Alley said they didn't see you." This was Tonks this time whose cheeks were also a little pink, as was Hermione's.

"Well I can't give away all of my secrets and I got it out in London no in the Alley. So is any one going to tell me what happened to Ginny?"

"I do believe that it has to do with your current choose of clothing, my dear boy." Albus spoke up again. Harry ignored who it was who was speaking and instead refocused on Ginny, allowing everyone to see his new scars. Molly, Hermione, and Tonks all gasp as they see two long vertical lines down his back. Again he ignores them, instead walking over to Ginny he bends down and whispers something to her. All of the sudden her eyes shoot open and every one hears a resounding slap.

"Ginny!" Shouted Mrs. Weasley.

"It's ok Mrs. Weasley. It was my fault. I shouldn't have gone there."

"Where, Harry, dear."

"Nothing mum, just something Harry said. Of course if he says it again he'll regret it." Ginny replied in a foreboding tone.

"I don't think I'll mess with Gin any time soon." Harry commented to no one in particular with an apprehensive expression.

"Gin? No one calls her Gin." Asked Ron with a slight hint of accusation towards Harry.

"I don't know I just thought it fit. Just like you call Hermione Herms."

But before they could continue the conversation any further Albus speaks up.

"Harry after you put some clothes on do you mind telling us what happened to your back. And maybe how you came to have blood in your lungs."

Harry blushes upon looking down to see that he is only wearing boxers. He quickly finds his clothes that had been cleaned while he was asleep, and puts them on.

"Harry I need to talk to you. The rest, if you may, please leave."

After they were gone Harry turned back to Albus. "Sir where are we?"

"Still in Grimauld Place."

"Ok so what was it you need to talk to me about, sir?"

"It is about what happened before you were picked up by the order. So if you please tell me what you saw."

"I got your letter, got my stuff down stairs, heard the fight start, began to go fight, the wards stopped me, I went back inside after hitting it a few times." He said evenly. He felt a probing of his mind and for some reason reacted animalisticly, mentally biting at it before it could find anything. It withdrew. If that was Dumbly-Dork I'll bite him for real next time.

Mean while Albus was thinking to himself, It sounds truthful and I can't get into his mind to find out. "Harry, how is your Occlumency going?"

"None existent thanks to Snape only bombarding my mind."

"When I checked the wards at your house there was a hole in them, any ideas?"

"Not the swampiest."

"Now that we have that gone over, care to explain how you had your lungs will with blood?"

"You mean they were filled? I thought there was just a little water in there from when I choked on some water when Dudley fell through the ceiling." Albus was a little shocked. Here Harry had just stated that he only knew of a liquid and he thought it to be water. And by all the accounts he acted as if he had nothing in his lungs until he started coughing.

"Are you sure? What I mean to ask is how were you breathing?"

"Well I think my diaphragm contracts which stretches the lungs and thus pulls air in through the mouth or nose."

"No I mean how were you breathing with your lungs filled?"

"Again, not the swampiest idea. Now if you don't mind, sir, I would like to go talk to my friends." And with that he walked out the door and started for the room he and Ron had shared last summer. Man if he asks me to take Occlumency again with Snape I will shove my wand up his bony old butt. I seriously need to get out of here before he can start manipulating me again. Maybe start anew? That sounds good. Get out of this pit hole, start off as a new person or something and see how long I can get it to last.

He finds them all there and working on homework.

"Hey." He walks over to Ginny, having not helped her finish earlier.

Ron glances over at him and finally notices what his shirt says on the back.

"Hey Harry what does your shirt mean by 'But it's still on the list"

"Oh it's a continuation off the front, which says 'Hurting you is the last thing on my list…'. Which follows into the 'But it's still on the list' bit.

"Harry, you aren't wearing that kind of thing to school are you?" Asked Hermione who had just finished her last essay.

"Nah I was going to wear the one that said 'If you are going to break the rules…' on the front in white and in green on the back 'Then why not shatter them in the process'. And under that is a little smiley face that has an mischievous grin."

"What's a smiley Harry?" Asked a confused Ron.

"Its usually a yellow circle with dot like eyes and a mouth. Muggles use them as a show of expression when typing I think." This was Hermione. She then turned back to Harry. "So what was it you said that made Ginny slap you?" Harry glanced at Ginny who was starting to blush.

"I asked if she would like to be thrown in the lake with a skinny dipping Malfoy Senior." He laughed at the thought, though it wasn't what he had really said. Ginny had a thankful look on her face but it went to disgust once she realized what he had said, then shivered as the image came to mind.

Thank the deities that he didn't tell them that he would tell Ron who I liked. Though if he really knew who that was he would never tell Ron for the fear of his life.

"Harry that was wrong!"

"Yeah mate don't you ever think of throwing my sister in a lake with that freak even if he does have clothes on!"

"Why do you think I slapped him?" He smiled a little more. Gin is a good actor. I mean she picked up on the act almost like it was real.

"How bout we change the subject off of how my face came to be hurting."

Hermione took up the offer. "What did you do after you finished your homework? I mean you look like you barely ate or slept at all and yet you act like you are fine."

"Well after I got done with my homework I reread all my books and started exercising a little more often, once I finished a subject I did an essay on each, which I plan to turn in once school starts. I guess I forgot to eat and sleep a lot of the time. And when I did go to sleep I always dreamt of a wolf pack for some reason. Once I saw Riddle there but the wolves bit him. Did you know that he has a fear of wolves? I mean he pissed his pants at the sight of so many. Even if it was a dream it was funny. He went so white his face glowed like the moon. I didn't even know that was possible. Well since then he never showed up in my dreams which I kind of miss, I mean how often do you see Riddle piss his pants and go impossibly paler?"

Ginny was snickering at the thought and wish she could see it. Ron and Hermione were both shaking their heads, trying not to laugh, when this could be serious.

"Harry you do know that that is something you should tell Dumbledore?" Asked Hermione.

"Well not really, and it's getting late and I need to get up early to work out so I'm going to bed. Does anyone mind me using Sirius's room?"

When no one objected he grabbed his trunk and lifted it easily. He walked out of the room leaving a slightly stunned Ginny who was the only one who noticed how easily he lifted his trunk, and went to Sirius's room. Upon entering he set his trunk down and pulled out his own wand before laying down and rubbing his eyes. Again he began to think of a way out.

Lets see. They would think I would go to someplace near by and would never think to look at the muggle ways of travel. But that would mean leaving here in advance to get more money. Darn it Dumbly-Dork's probably got this place on lock down when it comes to me. If only I could get out. If only I could just disappear with out a trace.

And as if the deities answered him, he disappeared with out a sound, only leaving a holly wand with a phoenix tail feather core and a not so happy Hedwig.

The next morning Remus knocked at his door. After not getting an answer he opened it only to find Harry and his trunk gone. Oh no!

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Declaimer: Don't own HP, if I did ppl would be saying that I own them not JK Rowling.

A/N: Cliffed at an odd point in my opinion or at least when I read it after I wrote it. I still like it so if you don't, warm up the flamethrower for all I care. As long as you let me tell my psychopathic blood drinking brother before you turn me into an over cooked marshmallow. Ctms. Roasted marshmallows sound good. Darn don't have an open fire. R&R

A/N: I hope you guys are liking the changes I've made so far, so keep reading if you do. If not just leave or flame me with an idea or something.