Harry looked around the room at the students lining the walls. The great hall had been transformed to become the new DA. Dueling tables lined the middle of the room with students screaming hexes and defensive spells. Other students were in groups learning from older students. Harry looked around and could only marvel at what they were accomplishing. He wished he could have done something like this in his world.

Dobby was running around the room catching students and healing them as they were knocked out or thrown across the room. Snape and Charlie were helping Harry with the DA. Everyone else was helping Minerva with the castle. More and more families were filing into the castle by the day. Voldemort was not holding back anymore. Rita's stories had pushed him over the edge. Between Hogwarts keeping everyone safe and the magical community supporting Harry, his anger was breathtaking.

Voldemort had burned down several wizarding towns and several smaller muggle towns. Harry was going crazy being kept here being able to do nothing to stop it.

Harry walked from the chaos away from the great hall to the front doors. His hands wrapped around his stomach. Lupin and Snape had been watching him for days to make sure he wouldn't do anything stupid. They'd been hiding reports from the outside from him. It was fruitless. Too many people in the castle were talking about what was going on.

Snape joined him minutes after he breathed in fresh air. "What are you doing Harry?"

Harry turned to him. "Thinking."

Snape raised an eyebrow. "You can just stop whatever thoughts you have right now."

Harry peered at him then rolled his eyes. "I was thinking about the people here and what they've accomplished together. I wasn't thinking about doing anything foolish."

Snape snorted.

Harry took a few steps away and looked out to the forest. He felt like a storm was coming. It was so quiet here. Snape stood quietly watching him.

Harry turned to Snape. "I feel like he's coming."

Snape nodded. "I feel it too."

Harry turned from him and walked back into the castle. He ignored the stares and people around him and headed to the Slytherin common room. Blaise and Neville were sitting by the fire with their faces together. Harry smiled when he watched the smile bloom over Neville's face. He left them alone and walked to his room.

Dobby was waiting on him. He was sitting in the floor looking at the fire. Harry sat next to him.

"Dobby, are you okay?"

Dobby looked at him. "I know a secret. I've been asked not to tell."

Harry looked at him contemplating. "Dobby, secrets are okay as long as they don't put lives in danger or get people killed."

Dobby reached up and grabbed his ears. Whatever Dobby was about to say was interrupted by Malfoy as he walked into the room. Malfoy took the both of them in.

"Everything okay?"

Harry nodded. Dobby squeezed his ear again then left.

"What was that about?" Asked Malfoy coming to him concerned.

Harry looked back to the empty space Dobby had left from. "I think he's worried about something."

Malfoy nodded and pulled Harry off the floor. Malfoy's hands already finding his stomach. "You should only be worrying about you."

Harry snorted. "I'll put that on the list."

Malfoy moved pushing him back against the bed and vanished his clothes. Harry gave him a look. Malfoy smirked.

"Let me help you with that."

Harry's mouth snapped shut as Malfoy lowered himself swallowing Harry. Harry's eyes rolled back and all thoughts of anything else disappeared.

Harry woke with Malfoy climbing over him. Harry half lifted his face to ask him to stay and noticed Malfoy's movements. His body was rigid, tense and clumsy. Harry instantly became alert. He summoned his clothes from earlier and tried to shake Malfoy. Harry stopped when he caught the look in his eyes. Malfoy wasn't there anymore. It was like looking at the glass eyes of a doll. Harry began to panic.

"Stop… Stop!"

Malfoy ignored him as Harry did everything to block his path. Terror made all rational thoughts leave him as he pulled on Malfoy's arm trying to get him to stop.

Malfoy made it to the common room then took off at a run. Harry ran after him but clumsily still not used to his body. Malfoy threw open the main doors before Harry could catch up with him. The adrenaline pushed his sanity back to the forefront and he began throwing every spell he could think of to slow Malfoy down. Stunning spells bounced off of him and hit the ground. Everything he tried that wouldn't cause permanent damage reflected off him.

They were almost at the wards. Harry froze when he saw what waited for them, Voldemort and Lucius. Fear for Malfoy made him loose his ability to hurt Malfoy. Harry knew what would happen if he let Malfoy past the wards.

Harry hit him with a curse that snapped both his legs. Malfoy went down with a grunt but didn't fight or scream.

"I see rumors of you both getting along have not been exaggerated."

"Bastard, he is your son."

Lucius only sneered.

Malfoy was trying to drag himself to his farther. Nothing Harry could use would stop Malfoy. The only thing that would stop him were spells that could permanently damage him. Harry looked at Malfoy's body, his arms still pulled at the ground desperately trying to move closer and closer to the wards.

Harry fell on top of him. He lowered his body until his lips touched his ear. "I hope to fuck you can hear me. This is really going to hurt."

Harry stopped letting his eyes roll back up to Lucius and Voldemort. They looked down at them smug and so assured Malfoy would make it to them. They seriously underestimated what Harry was willing to do to keep Malfoy out of their hands. Harry fought Malfoy and knew whatever they were doing was steeped in blood magic.

Harry kept his eyes on Lucius as he used a spell he never thought he could stomach to use. Deep stakes materialized slamming down into flesh then grounding in the earth. He impaled Malfoy by the calves to the ground. Malfoy, even in his broken doll state, screamed like his entire body was on fire. Harry's resolve wavered and almost broke. Lucius was furious.

"Do you plan to keep him impaled?"

Harry didn't respond. He could feel Malfoy's body under him shivering from pain but he'd stop trying to pull himself away.

Harry stood walking to the wards. He wanted this over with. He would not risk Malfoy and he knew he would bleed out before too long. Voldemort was grinning, his demented deformed face smirking as Harry walked to him each step bringing them closer. Lucius took a stop back giving Harry room and not even sparing an eye for his son.

Anger rolled off Harry.

His power ripped out of him as he reached the wards. They parted splitting open with a bright white light as he walked outside. Alarms screamed inside the castle but he didn't notice them.

Voldemort stood watching him. For the first time with something more than mirth in his eyes.

"Do you feel that? Do you sense recognition?" Harry laughed, it sounded foreign even to his ears. "It's yours. You gave me all this when you sent me here. I defeated you before in my world and here we are again dancing to the same boring tune."

Voldemort stared at him. "Impossible."

Harry smirked. "You did all of this. Look at what you have created sending me here. Your counterpart should have known better."

Voldemort flicked his wrist. The spell flew at Harry and exploded as it his skin but left no damage. Harry just watched him. Voldemort furious, roared then sent spell after spell at Harry his voice echoing around them. They all stood watching as each curse burst but caused no harm.

Harry livid reached inside touching his core and released everything. His rage, his anger, his fear, everything he was burying inside. Magic slammed into the wards and through Voldemort and Lucius. He closed his eyes as the green light flared around him. Screams were heard as he closed his eyes against the light.

Harry felt darkness take him.

His mind started to wake. All he could think was he was dead, again.

Voices screamed out around him. It was too much. He heard people running from the castle even though his eyes wouldn't open. He felt Dobby grab onto his arm.

Harry collapsed as Snape screamed above him.

He eyes finally opened and he saw others following trying to help him up. Dobby was shoving so many potions down his throat and feeling all over his body, he was becoming lost in the sensations. He was about to vomit.

Oh wait.

He turned and vomited all over the ground. Dobby barely had time to move. Dobby snapped his fingers and all remnants and proof were gone. Someone was wrapping a cold cloth over his face.

"Dobby, tell me everything is okay."

"Dobby is very angry at Harry. You is very luck. You is okay, but your glamour is gone now and it is not safe to put it back up now."

Harry nodded Voldemort was dead. Everyone else could deal with the other shit. His part done, over, no more… he was calling it quits. Fuck anyone who didn't like it.

"I need to sit here for a little while. I don't want to move." Dobby nodded and moved around Harry conjuring something he could lean against.

People were still filing around him trying to make sure he was okay. Snape was running diagnostic spells on him as Dobby continued too. Someone was moving Voldemort's body away. Harry closed his eyes. He didn't want to see. He thought he could hear Pansy and Malfoy arguing with someone and he briefly thought he's okay. Fuck if he cared about anything else. He was just going to sleep.