Chapter 7
Who is Voldemort?
It was almost midnight by now and Jack sat awake on his bed. He didn't really need sleep like normal people did.
It was pretty interesting after they came into their room. Jack would be in a room with Harry, Ron, Neville and two other boys.
One of said boys had some kind of problems with his head. It was the only way Jack could explain why someone would attack Harry. This boy Seamoos, or something like that, accused Harry of being a liar and insane. Jack had to fight with the need to freeze the boy on the place. And he wasn't the only one. Ron had took out his wand and was ready to hex Seamus, so Jack had to intervent before one of the other boys got hurt so he asked the first that came to his mind. It was the thing why Seamus had accused Harry and the headmaster to be insane.
"Aaah, if I may ask... Who is Voldemort?" Asked Jack. He had definitely heard the name before but he could not remember where. And it seemed to be an important name to know.
On this question everyone looked at Jack almost in shock.
"How can you not know who You-know-who is?" Asked Dean in shock.
"I think I heard the name somewhere before but I can't really remember where or why it is familiar. And why don't you say Voldemort like Harry, but talk nonsense like You-know-who, and He-who-must-not-be-named?!" Jack was getting irritated by the incredible looks the other were giving him. He felt like a little boy who didn't learn the lesson in class and was now in front of the board.
"You really don't know, do you?" Asked Ron, and surprised with that Jack. Ron didn't seem angry at him at the moment, he looked more like he couldn't understand how someone could miss such an information.
"If I would know who this guy is I wouldn't ask." Snapped Jack back, and regretted it almost instantly. It was the first time that Ron didn't seem suspicious of him and he was being a jerk.
"Voldemort is one of the most powerful dark wizards that were ever known. He had caused the last magical war. And he has killed one of Hogwarts students last year when he came back to life."
"And there you go again. How do you know that He -who-must-not-be-named has come back? You just have the word of an insane teenager and a senile old man." Said Seamus. This made Harry take his wand and Ron raise his again.
"I don't think Harry is insane. And I do believe him and Dumbledore when they say that Voldemort is back. I mean why would they just make up such a story?"
"Because Harry just wants more attention. It's not enough that he is already the Boy-who-lived."
"The Boy-who-lived?" Asked Jack becoming a little upset to not know a thing when he had spend half of his summer reading about this world.
"Some name me that because I survived the death spell from Voldemort when I was just a baby." Explained Harry.
"Is that why you have this scar? It seemed kind of strange when I first saw it."
"Yes." Was the simple answer and Jack could tell that Harry didn't want to speak about this anymore. He didn't seem like an attention seeking jerk like Seamus had described him. It looked like it was quite the opposite. Harry didn't want any attention.
"Yeah come on Potter tell us how powerful you are. The next you will tell us that you're best friends with Sirius Black."At that Harry almost laughed out loud, Ron couldn't supres a smirk on his face.
"Why wouldn't he like Sirius he's cool." Said Jack. Everyone looked at him like he had just declared to be bff with a murderer, what he unknowingly did.
"You are sure we're still talking about the same person. Because we are talking about Voldemorts right hand man who killed loads of people." Said Dean. Jack couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that the boy who played some of the best pranks in history could mutate to a cold blooded murderer. He would later ask Harry about this because he seemed to not really agree with Dean's description of Sirius.
It seemed as if Jacks comment about Black had brought the boys on other thoughts better than some crazy wizard coming back to life and insane headmasters. They all got to bed. Seamus shot one last angry look at Harry and closed his eyes.
Jack was now the only one awake and was waiting for the golden sand to be hundred percent sure that the boys were asleep so he could what he planned for this night.