Chapter eighteen

The unspeakable stepped back, 'Mr Potter did have a piece of Voldemort's soul behind his scar, it was destroyed by basilisk venom.'

'Oh thank merlin,' Susan said as she stared at Harry.

'It didn't do anything to me, did it, like make me more prone towards the dark arts?'

'No Mr Potter, your soul is pure, you do not have an evil bone in your body, or soul. We examined the diary, we were able to work out the size of the piece of soul, you had the same. Now if he made three then those would have been too small. From what we know of Tom Riddle, he believed in the number seven and going on what we found so far we believe there were seven pieces altogether. Two are now destroyed.'

'So we need to find five. Going on the memories that Albus Dumbledore had, Voldemort believed he was special. He thought that Hogwarts showed that to be true. He was the last direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin. From what we saw in the memories we believed he used items that once belonged to all four founders, yet Albus believed there was no item of Godric Gryffindor's left. No one has ever been able to find any artefacts that belonged to Gryffindor. There were rumours about a golden goblet that belonged to Helga Hufflepuff and the diadem of Rowena Ravenclaw has been missing for centuries. There was a locket that belonged to Salazar Slytherin. We have no idea what the other items are, or if he was able to find something that belonged to Godric Gryffindor.' Amelia said.

'Apart from the sword of Gryffindor, the sorting hat was also Gryffindor's, that's two items. But both sit in that office so he might not have been able to get to them.' Harry said.

'They will be examined, but I clearly forgot about the sorting hat, that it belonged to Godric Gryffindor.'

'Um, do you think he was planning on making one the night I got my scar?'

'It is possible Harry, but he did not know you became a vessel or he would not have tried to kill you when you were eleven,' Amelia said.

'His soul split, we know that, he could have planned to make one with your death. He would see that as fitting since you were the boy who was prophesized to vanquish him. But he also could have been planning on making one with the death of your parents,' the unspeakable said.

'Well, if he planned to make one but I ended up one, then what happened to the item he planned to use that night?'

'Oh my, in your house,' Amelia said.

'In my old bedroom, that's where we were.'

'How do you know this Mr Potter?'

'Um, the dementors, they made me hear what happened that night. My dad told my mum to take me out, to run, then he began to fight Voldemort. I heard the fight, then it fell silent before he came into the room. He told my mother that she didn't have to die, he wanted her to move, she refused. He called her a silly girl, he laughed. She begged him to spare me, to kill her instead. She screamed, I remember the flash of green light, then I saw it again, before the pain started.'

'This child should have received counselling while he was young. But to have dementors around children who most were alive during the first war was disgraceful.'

'I believe Harry should talk to a mind healer, just so he can put his past to rest. I will organise that for the holidays. For now though we should organise to make a visit to Godric's hollow. If I know Albus Dumbledore then he either found the item or did not bother before sealing the house. We need to go, but I will organise to pick you up when I'm ready to search your parent's home.'

Harry faced the unspeakable, 'Thank you.'

'You are welcome Mr Potter. But I have to say, you are so like Charlus, he was a great man and a great friend,' the unspeakable bowed to Harry than vanished into thin air.

'That was so cool,' Harry grinned, but heard Amelia and Susan chuckle, the two aurors smiled.

They arrived back in Augusta's office, 'Harry is all clear but we may be able to figure out what he used, if Albus was right. If he meant to make one that night then the item he intended to use would still be in the cottage. I wish to take Harry and Susan in a few days.'

'Would that be difficult on you Harry?'

'Probably, but we think Dumbledore might have sealed the house, if he did then I would have to best chance of opening it.'

'Then if you're sure you can go with Madam Bones. Why don't the pair of you head back to your house rooms, it is late.'

'Thanks Amelia,' Harry gave her a hug, Susan did as well then the two teens left.

'So he is fine?'

'Yes, but thanks to Fudge Harry now has the memory of what took place that night. That is Harry's worst nightmare, the night his parent's died. He should have been seen by a healer through his younger years. I am going to get a mind healer to see Harry, but I will wait until the holidays. I should get some sleep, it's going to get very busy over the next few weeks.'

Harry and Susan didn't go straight to their dorm rooms, they sat together on the sofa in front of the fireplace. They were just content just to hold each other. After everything that they heard and Harry had been through, they both realised how lucky Harry was to be alive. They also realised that Harry was lucky he wasn't affected by that piece of soul.

Sirius visited Harry the following day, he had heard what happened at the department of mysteries, and what Harry spoke about.

'I'm fine Sirius, I sort of got used to it last year.'

'No, you just stopped thinking about it. Amelia is right, you need to speak with a mind healer. I've been seeing one since my name was cleared.'

'That's what you meant about episodes?'

'Yes, there are times I believe I'm still there, other times I'm young and I'm with James. I see you and sometimes I get flashes of when James and I were together. The healer believes I will need to see her for at least sixth months. It would not have been that long if I was able to see one the moment I got out of Azkaban. So you see, your childhood, your memories and what you've gone through here at the castle, you need to see someone or it could affect you when you least expect it.'

Harry sighed, 'I tried to be strong, I didn't want everyone thinking there was something wrong with me. It was bad enough when they thought I was the heir of Slytherin.'

'You are the heir of Slytherin, by conquest, but you are not blood related. So will you allow me to tell Amelia to set up an appointment for you?'

Harry nodded, then turned to Susan, 'You don't think I'm weak do you?'

'No, I think…no, I know you are one of the strongest people I've ever met. I don't have any memories of that time, I wasn't in the same room when it happened. Aunty told me that my mother hid me, I was spelled asleep then placed in the large basket that sat just inside the back door, where our dirty boots go. A blanket was draped over me. If I had those memories then I would want to see a healer. Never believe you are weak for needing help Harry. You're just not used to having people around you that wanted to help you, now you do. You have me, Aunty Amelia and Sirius, not to mention Neville, Hannah, the twins, and Hermione. There are bound to be many others if you allow them to get close.'

Harry wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, 'I have the best girl around.'

'You do and one that reminds me of Lily, without the fierce temper.'

'Oh, I can get angry, but it does take a lot to get me angry, then I hex.'

'Just like Lily, it's uncanny. Alright, I'm going to leave you with your girl and I'll go floo Amelia.'

Harry stood and hugged his godfather, 'Thanks Sirius.'

'Anytime,' Sirius kissed Harry on the forehead then headed out, Harry sat back beside his girlfriend.

'I want to tell Neville and Hannah about what they found, they will keep this to themselves.'

'They will, let's go find them.'

Harry and Susan went to different unused classrooms until they found the couple, snogging. Both turned bright red at being caught. The four headed to the room of requirement where they would be more comfortable. Dobby brought them warm cups of hot chocolate and some snacks, then Harry began to explain about Voldemort and about Harry's scar. The other two friends only now realised just how close it is to Voldemort returning. They hoped that Amelia bones and the people in her office could get the information to stop him before they were once again at war with lord Voldemort and his death eaters.

Amelia and Sirius turned up on Sunday ready to take Harry to his home where he once lived with his parents. Susan looked worried, she wasn't the only one. They just hoped Harry could handle going into that house, the house where his parents were murdered.