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This chapter has been Beta Read by DragonSlayer2187, who I thank so much, since I realized when we were going through it that I left something out, while to me it was a very larger error, it might not seem like it for you guys. So this has been redone.

Thanks go to Lily and George who translated the title, Yume no Naka ni Seishin, which means Spirit in the Dream, thanks also go to Kapony2 and Dead Feather who helped get this fic sorted out

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Yume no Naka ni Seishin

Chapter One

Harry had made it back to the Hospital Wing without bumping into anyone, he was about to walk in when he stopped and stared at his wrists. On each wrist were tattoos that hadn't been there a couple of hours ago. He pulled out his wand and waved it over them, making them both disappear; it wouldn't do for anyone to see them just yet. He then walked in and was about to ask if Dumbledore had made it back from the Ministry, his mouth closed as he was met with the sight of his friends asleep, the only people awake were their parents, or in Neville's case, Grandmother, sitting next to them. At that moment Harry felt a pang in his heat as he realised that even though he could talk to his parents every once in a while, he would never get the comfort or care that his friend did with their parents being alive. He gave a small sign, and instead of disturbing them with his question he just gave a sad smile.

Harry was about to turn around and walk out when Madam Pomphrey waylaid him and examined him as he stood there. Seeing she couldn't get a good read on him as he stood there she bustled him over to a spare bed and began to examine him properly. It was while she was giving him the exam that she told him that Dumbledore had sent word saying that he would be staying at the Ministry till the next day and he would send for him as soon as he returned. She then handed him a Dreamless Sleep Potion, made sure he drank it down, and told him to get some rest. With that, he drank the potion and smiled as he sank into soft sheets and let sleep over take him.

Harry slowly felt consciousness coming back to him the next morning. He stretched as he realized that today would be his first day without the threat of Voldemort hanging over his head. He smiled as he stood up from his bed, and saw a fresh set of clothes on his bedside table. He brought the curtains around his bed and got ready for the new day. He finished and ran a hand through his hair, to put it into some semblance of normality as he pulled the curtains away. He looked around to see how everyone else was fairing. Luna, Neville and Ginny were up and seemed to be getting ready to leave, where as he had nobody with him, they all had family fussing over them. He shook his head and laughed as Ginny once again swatted her mother's hands away as the motherly witch tried to do her daughters hair. He moved his emerald gaze to where his two best friends still laid in bed. Harry's smile faltered at the sighed, as out of all of them, Hermione and Ron had taken the most damage during the fighting. Not wanting the two of them to think he had forgotten about them, he nodded his head, and walked over to stand between their two beds, running a hand through his hair once again.

"How are you two feeling?" he asked them as he looked from one to the other.

Hermione smiled, "I feel a little tired, but Madam Pomfrey said I should be fine by tomorrow."

Ron nodded his head, "Basically the same with me too, but Mum's going mental. She wants us both home as soon as I am free. She said she is going to take Ginny, Fred, and George as soon as Ginny is ready to go." A smile was on his face as he finished.

Harry smiled back, but his mood dropped when he saw Hermione giving him a sad, but cautious look. He found out why quick enough, "We're sorry about Sirius", Hermione said in a soft voice.

Harry's smiled had completed disappeared by now, but he didn't want his friends to get the impression that he was mad at them for bringing it up, he nodded his head at them both before giving them a soft, "Thanks," to their condolences.

Ron and Hermione gave him a small smile, as Hermione reached out a hand and was able to grab one of his and gave it a squeeze, "We're here if you ever want to talk," she told him, Ron nodding his head in agreement.

Wanting to get off the subject of his Godfather, Harry told them about his plan. He looked at them, making sure he had their attention and said, "I'm going to be asking Dumbledore to help me leave England for a while." he stopped as he saw both of them going to protest, but he held up a hand for them to listen to him first, "I need to get away for a while. I know that the media is going to go into a frenzy and Fudge, along with the Ministry as a whole, will want a piece of me. I just think it would be best for me to get away from that now, before it really starts." He then waited for the explosion that was about to come from his two best friends.

Hermione of course was the first to fire off questions at lightning speed, "What do you mean leave!? Where will you go? What will you do? WHY!?"

Harry smiled sadly as he tried to answer her questions, "I would be leaving England, and I plan to go to Japan. I really want to travel the Muggle way and I am going to be going to a Muggle school. All of my magical training will be done through owl mail and self-study. I already gave you the reason as to why I am leaving, to avoid politicians and the media, as well as some of the public who will think it is their right to have a piece of me and tell me what I am to do and not to do."

By now Ron's face was as red as his hair, Harry wasn't sure if he was sad or angry, but then Ron shouted, "You can't do that!"

Harry had his answer if Ron was angry or sad. He flinched at the look of anger being shot his way, Harry tried to reassure his friend, "I need to Ron, and we will always be friends that would never change. I just really need to get away; beside I never really planned on staying full time in the Magical World. I wanted to try and do things outside of it, especially with my life always being in print. I want to carry on with my Muggle education. I did my best to keep up with it, thanks to the library in Little Whinging and Dudley's old books. I think I could do it in Japan instead, that way the Ministry would leave me alone. I just need to talk with Dumbledore about all of this. I need his help in getting everything organised." Harry could see his little speech had an affect on his best friend, as his face no longer matched his hair.

"Just don't forget us Harry, you're our best friend. We don't want to lose you, and if you move far away it will feel like you are leaving us behind." Hermione said just as softly, looking at her friend with sad eyes.

Harry was taken aback by Hermione's statement so badly he had to sit down on the end of her bed, looking at her with shock on his face. Still stunned at what Hermione thought and said, Harry asked her, "How could I forget either of you? Both of you mean so much to me." he told her emotion thick in his voice. Turning so he could face Ron he said, "Ron, you are like my brother, someone I've had fun with, argued with and who has been there for me." He then moved his gaze back to Hermione and stated, "Hermione you are like the sister I have always wanted, reminding me that sometimes it takes smarts to make things work, standing by me always, and making me smile and think of all the fun we have had together. You guys are my family, and I could never forget family, you mean too much to me." He ended with a soft smile on his face, taking in both of their reactions.

Ron's eyes had gone as wide as saucers and Hermione had a huge smile on her face, but it was Ron who stuttered out, "You really think that about us?"

Harry nodded his head and said, "Have for a long time now. Both of you have been with me through some really crazy shit and..."

"Harry! Language!" Hermione's sharp reprimand cut into what he was about to say.

"Sorry, Hermione," Harry ducked his head for a moment before he continued talking. "But with all the crazy stuff we've been through, we became closer, even moments of idiocy made us closer in the end."

"That is true." Hermione said as Ron nodded, going at little red in embarrassment at the thought of his reaction during the Tri-Wizard Tournament.

"Anyway, I'm going to see if I can find Dumbledore. I really want to get things sorted as soon as I can." Harry said as he stood up from where he had sat on Hermione's bed.

Before Harry could get very far Hermione's voice stopped him, "My parents are in the Great Hall having breakfast, and Madam Pomphrey is in her office at the moment. We've already finished our breakfast, but if you hurry I am sure there will be something left in the Great Hall."

"Thanks Hermione, Ron. I'll see the two of you later. Hopefully Madam Pomfrey will let you out early." Harry nodded and then left the two of them alone to recover.

Harry soon found himself walking through the deserted halls of Hogwarts, as lessons were on at that moment. He wasn't really looking around at anything, as he reminisced a little about the castle that had been a home for him, the moment he stepped through the large wooden doors. He remembered being so awe struck the first time he walked in, but now, the magic at the sight was gone. The place had lost its charm over the years, and he figured it had to do with the fact that ever year he had been there, his life had been in danger. Though there were still certain areas that took him back, though not always to a nice memory. One of those places would be the classroom everybody in the DA had detention with Umbridge. No one knew at the time if Dumbledore would ever return to the school, after the DA was caught and Umbridge was made the new Headmistress. He remember sitting in detentions, writing with a Blood Quill, only to have a vision of his Godfather being tortured by Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries. Already the vision felt like it happened a lifetime away, when it had only been yesterday.

It was then that Harry realised that he was standing in front of the magnificent doors leading into the Great Hall. Taking a deep breath, Harry cracked opened one of the doors and slipped into the room. Immediately, every eye was on him as the noise in the room dropped and everything went silent. They stopped what they were doing to stare at the boy that had just entered. Harry just held his head high and headed straight for the head table. Not a sound was uttered even when he did reach the head table and passed all the teachers. He didn't stop until he was right in front of Headmaster Dumbledore. Umbridge had yet to return from the Forbidden Forest and the clutches of the Centaurs, Harry hoped she would be gone for good, as he and many other students didn't like the way she dictated life at Hogwarts, or how she had basically tortured the students.

Shoving those unpleasant thoughts to one side, Harry looked into Dumbledore's eyes and asked, "Headmaster, can we talk in your office?" This officially broke the silence as many people now broke out into whispers behind him, wondering what the young teen could need to speak about to the Headmaster.

"Do you not wish for breakfast first? We can always talk after you have eaten." The headmaster said, smiling at his student.

Harry shook his head, "No thank you headmaster, I really just need to talk with you. It's also important that I do it now and not later." He said adamantly.

"Very well, we'll have a little something in my office while you tell me what happened yesterday. Would it be all right for Professors McGonnagall and Snape to join us?" He asked as he stood up from his seat.

Harry gave a mental grimace at the mention of Snape, but was able to keep it hidden. He also didn't want Professor McGonagall there, for the simple fact that it was going to be hard enough to tell Dumbledore about what he did, without adding more people. Trying to get that across to Dumbledore, Harry met his eyes head on and said, "I would prefer it if it was just us for now, you can relay some of what I say later on. For now I would appreciate it if it was just you that know what I did," Harry shot an apologetic look to his Head of House and she just returned it with a small head not, he didn't even bother with Snape.

"Very well Harry." Dumbledore said as the two of them then left the Great Hall and went to the Headmasters office.

The two settled down inside and Dumbledore called for a small breakfast and tea from one of the many Hogwarts house elves. He poured the two of them a drink and Harry took a slice of toast. He wasn't that big on breakfast.

"So why don't you tell me what you did yesterday to get rid of Voldemort?" That was the first question Dumbledore asked him as they started to eat and drink.

Harry was extremely nervous now. The one piece of toast he was eating now felt like it was stuck in his throat and his palms were beginning to sweat. Figuring that the best way to do this was to just be blunt, Harry put that half eaten piece of toast onto a plate and wiped his palms on the top of his trousers and taking a big breath, blurted out, "I'm a Necromancer."

Dumbledore's eyebrows raised up almost disappearing into his hairline and only one word left his mouth, "How?"

"Well, you see I came across a book in the library here at Hogwarts last year, between the first and second task. It didn't take me long to find out that I had a talent for it, especially when I successfully summoned my parents between the second and third tasks. I didn't talk to them for long, but it was enough to get me through the last task, when they appeared, with the rebirth of Voldemort." Harry looked up now from Dumbledore's desk top and saw that the old wizard had folded his hands together and had positioned his chin on top of them, giving Harry his full attention. Seeing no malice, anger, or disappointment, Harry continued on. "It was during the summer, while I was helping clean out the Black's family home that I found a more advanced book on Necromancers. I quickly hid it away in the room I was staying, and once I was sure everyone was asleep I would read it. When I finished I decided I would try summoning my parents again. Once again I was successful and was even able to extend the time they were to remain. By now I was fascinated with the subject and since it came easy to me I just kept on studying it." Harry stopped there and watched, as Dumbledore got ready to ask questions.

"That tells me how you came about learning of such a craft, but that doesn't tell me how it got rid of Voldemort." Dumbledore stated.

"Well you see, about that," Harry was now even more nervous than before, what he was about to say was a big no; you should never do it or speak of it, in the Necromancer World. Again he took a deep breath before continuing, "By summoning my parents we were able to come up with a way to get rid of him once and for all. You see, Voldemort was supposed to be in the otherworld after his defeat when I was a baby, but something interfered and he instead became a wandering spirit, stuck here in this realm. Last year, when he came back, he used a butchered form of what we Necromancers call the Unblessed Resurrection. This meant that neither the elements nor the spirits sanctioned his return to life. All I needed to do was to get both his body and spirit in one place, invoke the spirits and the elements to come and cleanse him and take his soul into the otherworld. As you can see it worked, and now Voldemort will never be able to come back." Harry finished with a sigh, as he watched Dumbledore mull over what he had been told

Dumbledore leaned back a little in his chair, as his right hand began to stroke his bead as he thought deeply about what had been said. Slowly it cleared away as he gave Harry a calculating looked before saying in an accepting voice, "I can certainly understand why you didn't want anyone else to know about what you have done to get rid of him, but as for being a Necromancer, why didn't you say anything to me? And also all Necromancers have a mark of some kind on their body. It is unique to each individual, yet I see no such mark upon you?"

Harry smiled and made the decision to tell his headmaster why, "I know that being a Necromancer is looked down on here in England. It's viewed as a Dark Art, and to be honest I don't want any more publicity then I already have. I saw last year how the public's opinion is swayed so easily in this world, and to be frank, I just don't want to deal with it anymore. Especially with this, since I know if it got out there will be cries of me going Dark, that I am the next Dark Lord."

Dumbledore nodded his head at this explanation, but sat waiting for Harry to continue on his mark. Harry saw this and pulled his wand from his back pocket and then rolled both of his sleeves up to his elbows. Tapping his left wrist first he quietly said, "Dellusiono." It instantly felt like a trickling of warmth, where just moments ago it had been cold. He quickly did the same to his right wrist before bringing his wrists together and holding them up for Dumbledore to see. Each one had a ring of green braided Sweet Grass going all the way around his wrists, like a bracelet. Then spaced around the bracelet were three white Lilies on his right wrist, and three pink Thistles on his left wrist, but instead of being braided into the Sweet Grass these looked to be actually growing on top of it

Dumbledore took Harry's left hand and twisted it this way and that before taking his free hand and running his fingers over it. His hand jerked back when the softness of the grass and flowers felt actually real. He looked up at Harry with a puzzled expression on his face. Harry gave a chuckle before explaining, "That is the one thing that truly remains the same, is that they will feel real if I wish them to, I can pluck one of the off my wrist and use it, just in case a spirit attacks me, since not all spirits can be seen."

"Simply amazing Harry," Dumbledore's awestruck voice reached his ears as said headmaster leaned back in his chair, releasing Harry's hand, "you are right, you know. We shouldn't let others come across what you can do, it could cause a lot of problems, and not only the calls about you turning Dark, but also people trying to get you to bring people back for them. Nicolas told me that Necromancers went into hiding in the first place because they were often kidnapped to bring someone back from the dead, if they refused they were often killed." he told the young wizard seriously, worried a little for his safety should his abilities be made public, "I will help you in thinking up something that we can tell people about what happened with Voldemort," he finished as he started to run his fingers through his beard, trying to think of something that would work.

"I thank you for any help you can give me," Harry said sincerely, a smile on his face, it soon fell as he leaned back into his chair and became serious once again, "There is one last thing I would like to talk to you about."

The aged Headmaster saw how serious Harry was being and so to encourage him he smiled and asked, "What would that be?"

Giving a small sigh, Harry began, "I want to leave England. You already know what the papers were like when they thought I was the devil incarnate at the beginning of the year. Now that they were proved wrong they will all be clamouring for me once again, but this time to be nice to me. I really don't want their fickle attention. I don't want fame, interviews, or anything like that. I don't want to be a part of it, I never intended to stay within the Wizarding World after my graduation, but with all this nonsense, I think it might be best if I accelerated my plan a little."

Dumbledore didn't look shocked at all by Harry's statement; it was as thought the wise old headmaster had expected it. Instead he asked a very important question as he looked to the young wizard before him, "Harry, while you will never be able to truly part from our world, especially with the strong magic you have within you. I understand wishing to leave this world behind for a while, and maybe for a longer time. But, where would you go?"

Harry smiled at this as he answered, "I know I will never be able to leave magic behind, and to be frank, I don't want to. It's a part of my life that I love, like everyone else, but I don't want to be here in Wizarding Britain. I was thinking about going overseas, because even in the Muggle world here, I would be found and harassed. I know I'm not yet sixteen, but I can take case of myself, I've done that for most of my life."

"Are you sure that you have thought all of this through?" Dumbledore asked

Harry nodded his head while saying, "I've thought about it a lot over the last two years, especially after the drawing of the Champions in my fourth year. I think it would be best in the end. I even have a place in mind. I just need your help in making sure that only a few people know where I am going to go. I just want to be my own person and have some control over my life now that Voldemort is gone. I just know I wont get that if I stay here," Harry's voice held a solemn note in it as he spoke the last part.

"Than I will help you get emancipated and help you set yourself up. Are you going Magical or Muggle?" he then asked, seeing the seriousness about the young wizard and wanting to do his best by him.

"I'll be going Muggle, and Headmaster, Thank You." Harry answered with a smile.

"Don't worry about it Harry. Now where are you planning on going?" Dumbledore asked as he got out a quill and parchment.

"Well, I want to go to Japan. I've been fascinated by the place since I was a child. I love the language and the culture. Also, I found out it's a place that my mother would to have loved to visit. I am planning on going to Muggle School there, to get my Muggle education. I still want to learn magic, of course. But I don't want to be in Magic School. I want to do it via owl, and the occasional visits to the school for practical's in Potions and such. I also want to live in a Muggle area, for the simple fact that I don't want to be around Wizards all the time." Harry finished, as he then looked to his wrists and did a quick concealment charm on them, to hide the Necromancer Marks.

"All right then, I shall have everything sorted over the next few days." Dumbledore said as he finished up his writing on the parchment before also standing up. "Hopefully by then we will have something to tell the press about how you got rid of Voldemort also."

"Thank you again Headmaster." Harry said as he shook the old wizard's hand.

"Again no thanks needed Harry my boy. Now why don't you go see how your friends are and I will get started on this right away." Dumbledore waved him off.

"Yes sir." Harry said as he turned and walked out of Dumbledore's office feeling better than he had for a while. With no threat of Voldemort hanging over his head, and with the prospect of leaving England and going somewhere where he won't be recognized for a scar on his head, he couldn't help but to smile as he headed to the Hospital Wing to see Ron and Hermione.

Next on Yume - Time at the Burrow before saying goodbye to Sirius.

Thank you for reading the new version. And to those that wonder, Harry will still be an Empath, all the things that happens in this in the future will almost remain the same. I'm just changing a few things and making sure others are clear.

Please review and tell me what you all think of the new version so far. And I do hope you will enjoy the next chapter which is brand new!