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Chapter 5 :

The next time the signal appeared, everything was ready. The team had been equipped (courtesy of Filius Flitwick) of glasses specially designed to have the same enchantements as Moody's eye , shrunken brooms (in case they had to fly) to add to their emergency Portkeys and invisibility cloaks.

Fully equipped, they portkeyed to where the boy appeared. They were surprised to see that the portkey linked to the charm had lead them in a baren area. It was most unusual. The boy would usually go to very comercial areas. This sudden change was quite worrisome. There was a faint fell of darkness and danger lingering in the air.

Looking around, the team saw scorched holes in the ground. This place seemed to have been the quiet spectator of a vicious fight no too long ago. It didn't bode well for them.

Bar for that there was no trace of the Potter boy anywhere. Looking down at the signal, they were surprised that it was already very far away. Strange considering that they had been sent where the boy had been not five minutes ago.

Quickly deciding on something to do, the trio choose to take once more the portkey linked to the Potter-boy. When they arrived, they remarked that they were in a similar place only with trees. Before they could blink, something blurred passed before their shocked eyes very fast to end up crashing in a tree, breaking it.

The smoke gathered from that crash didn't allow them to see what had so abruptly fallen. Once the dust cleared, they saw a bloody and beaten cat boy getting up and spitting blood. The boy was a right mess. Cuts and blood everywhere. The boy seemed near death but he still stood up, looking ahead even though his glasses were laying broken on the groung.

The team followed his line of sight only to meet thin air. The Potter-boy was fighting against something that neither of them could see. Something quite dangerous it would seem.

They were startled to see the small boy launch himself toward the danger, obviously ready to fight to the death and no quite in control of his own body. Clawing and tearing at the invisible thing, the boy was thrown away like a rag-doll once again. Though, this time, he stayed at the same level as the thing. He seemed to be walking on thin air. Hissing and growling, the boy looked feral.

This was going to end badly.

A little while before with Harry :

Harry huffed. He was exhausted and oh so very hungry. The tatoo he had on his stomach was beginning to become a real hole, like a real Hollow. It caused him to fell painful bouts of hunger against which he couldn't fight. Harry could hear his own stomach rumbling angrily. He had not been able to eat anything in the human world and he had been far away from Hueco Muendo for too long.

For the last month, Harry had been getting increasingly stronger Hollows after him. They were definitively more skilled and ruthless than the ones from before. And Harry had had to stay in the living world for two weeks now. He had not been able to get to Hueco Muendo without being caught. Fortunately, his power to be undetectable had helped him greatly. Unfortunately, those Hollows were not as easy to fool as the others and Harry had had to use his power to it's full potential for practically a whole month now.

Finally, a few minutes ago, he couldn't hold his protection up anymore. His amount of spiritual powers (which he draw from Hueco Muendo itself) was at it's lowest. His other power had also weakened a lot. Not only that, but after this hard month, Harry's physical strength (which had improved greatly since staying at Hueco Muendo) was not at it's best either. All in all, Harry felt like he was reliving his first weeks in Hueco Muendo, ...Before his family saved him.

(For everyman there is a cause for which he would gladly die for,)

(Defend the right to have a pace for which he can belong to,)

(And everyman will fight with his bare hands in desperation,)

(And shed his blood to stem the flood to barricade invasion.)

He wouldn't give up. If only for them...He would survive. To protect them and take care of them like they did for him.

His resolve not to die strengthened, Harry was taken by surprise when he felt the strong hollow chasing after him appear behind him, Harry turned around ready to fight when he received a kick in the chest, a vicious smirk ever present on the Hollow 's white mask. He loved playing with his preys before killing them.

Harry could fell himself crashing into a tree and then everything became blurred. He didn't really knew what was happening, all he knew was that he was losing controle. His whole mind was in a turmoil, he was feeling pain, fear, rage, hunger...HUNGER was always present...If only he could take a little bite of his ennemi...If only...He was so HUNGRY...He wanted to tear the other apart slowly...He wanted the other to suffer...

Feral Harry felt constricted by his shirt and used his claws to tear it to shreed. He didn't like feeling his hole covered...It wasn't natural. Getting it off himself, Feral Harry felt a lot better already and he jumped on the other hollow, ready to bite.

Feral Harry somehow managed to latched on the lion Hollow 's neck. Right at the jointure of the head and the shoulder. The other hollow let out a roar of outrage. This little shit had dared to bit him! He would make that annoying little bug pay. Swinging his fists/pawns around and trying to grabe the little kitty was very tricky as the thing wouldn't stay still and let him exterminate it in the worst way ever.

At last, he was able to get a gripe on that damned little creature and tried to tug it off off himself but the little shit wouldn't let go of it's prise.

Feral Harry was having the time of his life as he keept a good grip on the much larger feline hollow and keep bitting. He could fell his reiatsu growing stronger with each secondes passing.

As Harry felt the other hollow trying to get ride of him he sunk his claws even more into the bigger hollow. Then, there was a flash of red light and the other hollow felt unconcious on the ground.

Feral Harry saw this as an opportunity and didn't wasted time trying to figure out what happened. He started eating the lion Hollow while at the same time, dogging the lights from before. For once Harry was thankful to be so small. As he ate Harry could fell that his own spiritual power (which had previously been at their lowest) had now surpassed the strongest power he had before.

Harry could also feel his hole closing, appearing once again as a simple tatoo as well as his wounds healing all by themselves. And with that Harry could fell his conciousness coming back and his feral state fading. Even though he was a lot better, Harry keept feeding on the previously powerful but now dead hollow.

Harry could fell the power bulbing in him, his instinct told him not to stop feeding on his previous hunter. Not until he was powerful enough to protect his family. Finally taking the last bite of his « dinner » Harry could fell the new power he had overtake him and suddenly it exploded out off him. Then, there was darkness...Oblivion.

With Team Mars :

Minerva couldn't help but fell very very protective of the small cat-boy, so when she saw him fighting against something that would obviously kill him she couldn't help herself.

There was no way she would allow some invisible creature to kill James and Lily's son right before her and do nothing. There was no way she would allow one of her students (or students to be, but quite honestly it was the same thing)to be armed. Just like there was no way she would allow an innocent to be armed before her without doing anything to help. She was a Gryffindor after all.

She sent a stunning spell toward where she thought the thing was. And from what happened next, she could say that she didn't miss. The boy started devouring the thing right before them an even though they couldn't see the thing, they were suddenly ill at ease. Once the shock had passed, they tried to stun the boy to get him to stop eating the thing but the boy was fast and agile.

They couldn't seemed to be able to get him but he suddenly stopped all by himself. The boy's eyes seemed glazed with power. Ready to sent a spell, they were surprised by an explosion coming from the boy. Staying on guard and waiting for the dust created by the explosion to clear, the trio could see the figure of a young body laying on the floor, a sword in hand.

A few days later at Hogwart infirmary :

Harry's eyes shot open. He was startled to find himself in a stark white place. He couldn't remember everything that had had taken place but he felt like something was missing. Something really important for him. Looking around and seeing the door he tried to open it only to find it locked. Of course, that annoying pink-haired mad scientist wasn't stupid enough to put him in an unlocked room after all the troubles he had to get him. He wasn't stupid. Closing his eyes, he wished himself away like he did sometimes but it didn't work. There was something bloking him. Damn.

Hearing footsteps coming, Harry quickly made himself unnoticeable. He didn't wanted to be locked up and experimented on. Thank you very much. The one entering the room wasn't who he thought it would be, it was a rather old lady wearing all white. When she saw that he was « missing », she grumbled about fathers and sons under her breath. Harry didn't stayed long enough to listen to her raving before he tooks off to find a way to leave the place.

Apparently, leaving was a lot harder to do than he thoughts. Not only the place was huge but it was also weird, moving staircases, living armures and paintings and other such things were not things you could see everyday. This didn't deteered Harry in the least though, it made his goal to find the exit even more interesting.

Before long, Harry had to admite that he was utterly and completely lost. There were just too many damned corridors and staircases. He was specially glad to be invisible when he meets silvery translucide ghosts phasing through a door he was considering using. The ghosts didn't even noticed him at all. No only that but they were strange ghosts without any hole or chain or sword.

Finally bored, Harry sat on the ground and let out a sigh. It had been hours since he first came here and he was not nearer to finding the exit than when he lefts his « cell ». Looking down, he saw a small snake passing by. He returned to what he was doing ( nothing really) and sighed. Looking down once more, he was surprised to see the little snake still there.

« Well, what do you want? » Harry asked a little put out.

« Nossing, ssssspeaker. » The snake answered but didn't move.

« Figure they would have speaking snakes here. » Muttered Harry before looking down once more, blinking. He had an idea.

« Excuse me.» The snake only blinked at him. « Do you know the way out? »

« Yesss. »

« Can you show me? »

« Yes. »

And so invisible Harry followed the snake to where the exit was. He was very happy to see the sun shinning on him and thanked the snake before taking off into the forest, relieved.

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