"Kreacher!" Harry called out there was a popping sound and the elf appeared before them.

"Master," croaked Krecher in his bullfrog like voice, and he bowed low, muttering to his knees, "back in my Mistress's old house with the blood-traitor Weasley and the Mudblood…"

"I forbid you to call anyone 'blood traitor' or 'Mudblood,'" Harry growled. He would have Kreacher, with his snout like noise bloodshot eyes, a distinctly unlovable object even if the elf had not betrayed Sirius to Voldemort.

"I've got questions for you and you will answer them truthfully," Harry said his eyes fixed on the elf who bowed in response. Then Harry started to ask questions about the locket that they had tried to throw out, Kreacher admitted that he had taken it but that he no longer had it. He continued to tell them how the locket come to become in his possession. The three of them started to feel bad for the elf, and then Harry gave the locket to Kreacher and asked him to find the person who had stolen the real locket and bring them to him.

Naruko Hinata and Sakura were walking thru London for a girls' day out. Naruko decided that there wasn't much trouble Potter and his friends could get into while in a house that no one but the order members could get into. So she decided to take a few days to herself along with her two friends. The three of them sat on a park bench looking out over a pound when a group of guys a few years old then they were walked up to them.

"What are three lovely ladies such as you doing alone," he was rather large and didn't look too bright.

"How can we be alone if there are three of us?" Naruko asked. He just smile and didn't look at all discouraged.

"What don't you three join us, and we can show you a good time," he said stretching his hand out so Naruko could take it.

"Thanks, but no thanks we are having enough fun," she said as kindly as she could.

"Don't be like that sweetie, one might get the idea you don't like guys," he said smirking at her.

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't," she said shrugging. The smirk faded and he looked between the three girls.

"Then are you…" he said looking between them still, "I don't believe it."

Naruko turned to Hinata and kissed her on the lips causing the three guys to star wide eyed. She smiled, "t-then w-why is she with you…. Three is a coward."

"Or a party," Naruko said winking at him and the three guys passed out and Naruko couldn't hold back the laugh any longer. "Did you see the look on their face," she said holding her side then got a look at Hinata's face.

"Hinata are you alright?" she asked in concern.

"H-hai, n-never b-better," she said quickly.

"Well then let us go and enjoy the rest of our day," Naruko said jumping to her feet.

"Naruko you are still a baka," Sakura said shaking her head.

"Why?" she asked looking a little confused.

"Nothing, nothing at all," Sakura answered as Hinata walked with her head lowered.

Lupin just stormed out of the house because of something's that Harry said to him. Harry went upstairs to look out the window and there was someone standing outside the place looking at it. And around him were the corpses of the people who had been watching them earlier. The new man was covered in blood and he looked familiar. Their eyes met they turned a blood red, Harry felt a strange sensation and everything around him changed. He was in the middle of nowhere everything was black and red except the man before.

"What makes you so special?" the man asked looking him up and down.

"You're the guy who was in the forest with Professor Namikaze," Harry said reaching for his wand but it he didn't have it.

"Don't bother? Here I am God what I say goes," Sasuke said coolly, "so tell me what makes you so special, why are you the boy who lived?"

"B-because I can love," Harry said thinking about the words Dumbledore said to him so many times before. Sasuke started to laugh Harry frowned.

"Love? You think love can save you, will it save you from me?" Sasuke asked smirking. A fear filled Harry, the boy's handsome features twisted with, giving him a crazed look, "you wizards are truly pathetic."

"What are you?" Harry asked stepping away from him.

"I told you I am GOD!" he said laughing. He wasn't God he was the devil, "So you think I am the Devil? Do you want to see how a Devil is made? You think you know pain as the sheltered Boy-who-lived, I will show you true pain."

Harry watched as these people, this man's family was massacred by one of their own, all of them dead but one child. Harry couldn't image seeing such horrors. Then he was walking alone people glaring at him, hate filled their eyes as they fell on him, eyes that cursed his very existence.

Harry was back in reality, back in Sirius's house, he knees gave out and he clasped to the ground fight back the erg to be sick.

"Harry what's wrong?" he heard Hermione asked.

"I saw…" he said unable to describe the horrors he had witnessed.

"You saw into Voldemort's mind?" Hermione asked.

"No… that would have been more pleasant than what I say…there is a man outside…he knows we are in here," Harry said.

"Harry there is no one out there?" Ron said looking out the window, "What happened?"

"I met eyes with this guy who was standing outside and in that moment I saw things…horrible things," Harry said softly.

"Do you know who it was Harry?"

"Yes, I think his name is Sasuke he knew Professor Namikaze," Harry said trying to get to his feet.

"If he knew Professor Namikaze, why would he do this to you?" Hermione asked.

"Because…something happened between them…I don't know what it was but she was afraid of him. And now I see why…he said wizards are pathetic," Harry said giving up trying to stand yet.

"Isn't he a wizard?"

"I don't know but he proclaimed himself god," Harry answered.

"Do you think he can get in here?" Ron asked sounding nervous.

"No or I think he would have," Hermione said.

"You don't think he works for Voldemort do you?" Ron asked.

"I don't think so; I don't see why someone with such a bleak outlook wizards would work for one," Hermione said, "but that doesn't make him any less of a threat."

"This just shows how little we knew about her," Harry said he wanted to know what happened between the two of them. Was she the reason that he didn't like wizards or was she too something more than a wizard? The only ones who could answer these questions he didn't know how to get a hold of them. Harry was lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice the popping sound that came from the kitchen.