ALRIGHT CHAPTER 6 XD

I HAD A THOUGH, EVERYONE WHO HAS EVER WROTE ON FANFICTION NEEDED A REASON. WEATHER IT WAS BECAUSE THEIR FRIENDS NAGGED THEM OR BECAUSE A STORY IRRITATED THEM OR INSIPIRED THEM. WELL I DESCIDED TO TELL YOU READERS WHY I DESCIDED TO WRITE FANFICTION. I WAS INSPIRED BY THREE STORIES. THE FIRST WHICH HIGHLY IMPRESSED AND BASICALLY GAVE ME THE FINAL PUSH TO WANT TO ACTUALLY WRITE WAS I'm Still Here BY kathryn518, SECOND STORY WAS CALLED The Sorting Hat's Stand BUT WAS LATER RE-WRITTEN AND CHANGED TO The Power of the Mind BY Landstradd, AND THE THIRD WHICH IS A SERIES AND THE AUTHOR IS CURRENTLY ON HIS THIRD BUT IM JUST GOING TO GIVE YOU HIS FIRST IS Harry Potter and the Gift of Memories BY The Engulfing Silence. ALL ARE GOOD AND HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

TO Attack007 THE FLEUR STORY AND TONKS STORY I HAVE ALREADY SAVED. THEY ARE GOOD THOUGH. WHEN I GET SOME DOWN TIME THAT ISN'T GIVEN TO MY CHAPTER MAKING I'LL READ THE OTHER TWO THAT YOU HAD GIVEN ME. THANK YOU.

TO magicanimegurl IM GLAD YOU SOOOO LOVED MY ENDING OF THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER XD, AND TRUST ME I PLAN ON CONTINUEING. I REFUSE TO MAKE IT A MONTHLY WAIT UPDATE, IM ATTEMPTING TO MAKE IT WEEKLY, AND YOU SEE HOW WELL THAT IS GOING FOR ME.

TO MY OTHER READERS BE HAPPY IM SLOWLY MAKING MY STORIES LONGER. ALL MY PREVIOUS CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN ROUGHLY 2000. THIS ONE IS ROUGHLY 3500. ITS SLOWLY GOING UP!

YOU ALL SHOULD KNOW BY NOW THAT I MAKE REQUESTS, AND IM HAPPY THAT A READER OR TWO DELIVERS FOR ME EVERYTIME SO HERES ANOTHER REQUEST. THERE IS A STORY THAT I REALLY REALLY REALLY LIKE BUT I THINK IT HAS BEEN ABANDONED. ACTUALLY IT MOST LIKELY HAS BEEN SINCE IT WAS LAST UPDATED IN DEC. 2008. ITS CALLED Once More BY Conscience15, ITS A HARRYXTONKS AND I WANT SOMEONE TO ADOPT IT AND CONTINUE IT OR MAKE SOMETHING REALLY REALLY CLOSE TO IT ALL THE WAY UP TILL IT ENDED AND THEN YOU DO YOUR THING. DOES THAT MAKE SENSE? GOOD, YEY, AWESOME, THANK YOU. I HOPE SOMEONE PULLS THROUGH.

WHILE IM AT AN ASKING MOOD. FOR SOME ODD REASON IM IN THE MOOD FOR MORE HARRYXTONKS AND HARRYXDAPHNE. AND I MEAN GOOD ONES. FOR THE HARRYXDAPHNE ID LIKE THE STORY NOT SHUN HERMIONE, WEITHER OR NOT SHE IS PART OF THE RELATIONSHIP OR NOT DOESNT MATTER SHE JUST CANT BE SHUNNED LIKE SHE ISNT A SISTER OR LOVE INTEREST ANYMORE.

ALSO NONE WITH HERMIONE WITH RON, IF I COULD ID SEND THAT COUPLING TO INTERNET HELL BUT I CANT BECAUSE EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN OPINION BUT I WILL NEVER ACCEPT IT, JUST LIKE ILL NEVER ACCEPT HEDWIG DIED OR THAT DOBBY DIED OR THAT FRED DIED! ILL FOREVER STAY IN DENIAL. OH AND SCREW HARRYXGINNY TOO.

NOW THAT HUGE RANT IS OUT OF THE WAY...I THINK THATS ITS. OH I HAVE A POLL GOING TO VOTE ON THAT PLEASE.

QUESTIONS, CONCERNS, ANYTHING ELSE? THEN MESSEGE ME, I HAVE NO WORRIES.

ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT MY BETAS, THERE WAS A FEW BUT BECAUSE OF LIFE OR BECAUSE EMAIL WANTED TO BE AN ASS THEY COULDNT HELP WITHIN THE TIMELIMIT. OH WELL, SO THE ONLY ON THAT I CAN GIVE TRUE CREDIT FOR THIS TIME IS Ravenpuffer. NOW ON WITH THE CHAPTER

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Room of Requirements, November 7

He cursed himself for realising too late that the door was already there, he looked to his left and saw Hermione. Before he could speak she pointed her wand at him. His last thought before all going black was 'Damn'.

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"Why Ron?" Harry yelled at him, "Why did you betray us?"

Ron looked at Harry with a sneer so profuse it could have been are carbon copy of Malfoy's. "Us? There never has been an 'us' Potter. Its always been about you! You had everything, and even now during war you still get it all!"

Harry looked at Ron in dumbfounded shock, creating an opportunity for Ron to fire a spell at him. The orange ball of light nearly hit Harry, touching the floor, causing it to blow up, scattering debris and dust all over the room. "I…don't understand," was all he could say as he just kept staring at Ron.

This wasn't what Ron wanted to hear and started yelling at the top of his lungs "DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME POTTER, I KNOW WOMEN HAVE BEEN FALLING ALL OVER TO SLEEP WITH 'THE BOY WHO WON'T BLOODY WELL DIE'!"

"This whole thing was about me sleeping with women? Seriously! You betrayed the organization, killed Hermione and who knows how many others, just because I've been getting laid? Do you have any idea how childish you sound? We aren't first years anymore," Harry said blandly, the shock was beginning to make his head spin.

"Childish? What about Ginny? Sleeping with all those bitches makes the memory of Ginny look bad! Is being angry about that childish?" Harry visibly flinched at this but recovered quickly.

"I don't need to hear this from a man you killed his own wife, all because he wasn't sleeping with other woman. That's low Ron."

Ron growled at Harry. "Don't tell me that when you've been sleeping with her."

"I never touched her Ron, me and her have and always was just friends. Why can't you ever see that?"

"I HEARD PEOPLE TALK HARRY, THEY SAY YOU'VE SLEPT WITH MANY WOMEN; FLEUR, LI, CHO, THE PATIL'S, GREENGRASS, LUNA, SUSAN, EVEN MRS. MALFOY WAS MENTIONED!" Harry just listened as he named off more names, "BUT THE ONE MOST MENTIONED IS HERMIONE, THEY ALWAYS TALK ABOUT HOW YOU TWO WERE A BETTER COUPLE, HOW YOU TWO SHOULD HAVE ENDED UP TOGETHER, ITS NOT BLOODY FAIR THAT YOU GET IT ALL POTTER"

Ending his rant Ron gave a giant intake of air, his face a marvellous crimson, and exhaled before giving an evil smile. "It doesn't matter anymore though, I killed that cheating whore and you'll soon follow."

Harry didn't need to hear the spell to know what was coming. The sickly green spell appeared and was about to hit Harry before it collided with something in his hands, making a cracking sound and forcing Harry on the ground on his back a few feet from where he originally stood. Looking closer there was a black dagger with fractures all over the metal of the blade in his hand.

Ron just looked at Harry with venom, pissed that he couldn't succeed in killing him. Waiting for Harry to get up the red head moved closer to the one of the exits. Before he could leave though he heard Harry ask between hard breaths "How long?"

Ron couldn't help but laugh. "Since around the time you were in China, I told them where you were. You were supposed to die there but then Li had to blow herself up for you. Since then I've tried to set you up but it never happened. Its all over now though, what's rest of your groupies are being rounded up for the kiss, and i'll be honored as a hero and get all that I deserve."

A flash of orange was all Ron saw before he exited, leaving a big hole in the door where the spell hit.

Harry screamed and cried till his eyes and throat hurt. Feeling numb he wiped the tear stains and checked the time. Seeing as he had to meet Malfoy in a few hours he left the destroyed room feeling hopeless and empty.

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Jolted awake from his nightmare, Harry tried to catch his breath; nightmares were bad, but reliving terrible events are worse. He still couldn't believe that Ron did that, and all because of rumors that had no shred of evidence, even if a few were right. He shook off the guilt, he didn't need that on top of everything else.

Hearing movement he rolled of the bed that he was lying on and peered over it, seeing Hermione look at him. It hit him like a ton of bricks; the room, Hermione pointing her wand, then nothing.

Cautiously looking around it would seem he was never taken out of the Room of Requirements. Putting his full attention on Hermione, Harry saw that she looked...terrible. She had dark circles under her eyes, her clothes were messy, and her hair wasn't the Hermione bush of hair like he knows.

She took a step forward towards him and Harry instinctively jumped back a few steps. This made her start to cry, all Harry thought was 'What else did you expect after attacking me?'.

A few minutes pass before the silence is broken by Hermione, "You must think I'm a terrible person now don't you?"

Harry couldn't help but retort "No, I don't mind being jumped by an ex-friend for no apparent reason".

"I did it for you Harry" She responded back in earnest.

"How does knocking me out turn out to be a good thing?" Harry asked, his words laced with anger.

Hermione bit her lip at this question and stayed silent for a minute before responding, "You haven't been acting yourself Harry." Her face fell into a state of concentration as though trying to find an answer. "You aren't imperiused because we all know you can throw it off, it isn't polyjuice potion because i've watched you for the past two hours, so why is it that you're acting so different?"

Her faced etched with worry and confusion made Harry question himself. 'Should I tell her?' he thought. Looking into the chocolate brown eyes of Hermione and then sighed looking away.

"Hermione..." she waited for him to continue, on edge for the answer. "Its nothing I swear, with the whole fiasco at the World Cup I've just been out of it is all, then with the TriWizard Tournament I guess that was just one too many nails in my coffin". He couldn't tell her, it wasn't right for him to add such a burden; besides who knows what she'd do, she always was unpredictable at the best and worst of times.

She first seemed dejected by this news but then had a small smile "So, nothings going on? You're sure you're ok?"

Giving his most convincing smile Harry nodded "Yes Hermione, I am". With the possibility of her apparating from how fast she moved she hugged Harry.

"I'm sooooo sorry Harry, it's just you were acting so strange. You seemed more comfortable in your skin or something, then that whole conversation after you name came out was so...articulate; I'm not saying you're dumb or anything, it was just a surprise is all, and then hitting Ron. What were you thinking?" Her ranted ended in a scowl, looking at him for 'another' explanation. 'She is so demanding, geez'.

"I told you before he was being a prat, he lied, had no thought to defend me, and completely bad mouthed me" was all an answer Harry gave and was going to give, she didn't need to know that he also killed her a few years later. Harry shivered slightly remembering his nightmare before waking up.

"But…..thats not what he said" Hermione spoke softly looking a little hopeful. "He said that you hit him because he wouldn't let you make me do all your guys homework anymore because he thought it was considered cheating".

Harry moved his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hermione, had it ever occured to you that he was lying, especially since I bet he made you do his homework for him?". He wasn't ready for the response she gave.

"I think somebody...spiked my drink with a potion, Harry,"

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Hogwarts Hospital Wing, November 8

Harry couldn't believe it, Hermione, his Hermione, under the influence of a potion? It made his mind numb. 'Did this happen in my timeline?' 'But isn't this my timeline?' 'But things seem different' 'They are different' 'But why'. His thoughts were giving him a migraine, but he had an excuse. In a matter of twelve days it would seem his whole timeline had changed. Not once was Hermione ever potioned in his timeline….well not willingly potioned would be more accurate, but if this current event holds truth then that would mean that his Hermione in his time was also potioned…right? The migraine was getting worse. He clutched his head and exhaled.

Instead of focusing on his whole timeline knowledge problem, he decided to focus on Poppy fussing over Hermione. It would seem she had small traces of a Befuddlement Draught, Draught of Peace, Forgetfulness Potion, Hate Potion, Memory Potion, and Love potion. 'Shite, she's a walking potions lab'.

Harry knew Poppy was spot on, after all the years she treated him even during the war she has earned his trust. Thinking on it, it was probably Ron that killed Poppy, in hopes that it would better his chances at killing Harry.

"Madam Pomfrey, if she was given all these potions why isn't she under the effects anymore?", Harry had been wondering this all night and wanted to know.

She thought about it while looking at her crying charge and the young man. "I think what happened was that some of the potions countered each other and some didn't meet the required dosage, we will know more when Dumbledore takes a look". Hermione looked at Harry with a sad plea in her eyes.

"Would it be alright if this wasn't told to anyone?". Poppy looked at Harry with steel in her eyes. "Are you asking me to look the other way?"

It took all of two seconds to figure out what she might be hinting at, "Madam Pomfrey I swear it wasn't me that did this but with how quickly rumors seem to spread in Hogwarts at a unnatural fast pace I thought it'd be best if it was just between the three of us. You can still monitor her and randomly check her whenever it's necessary or whatever you think is best, after all you are the best healer I know." Harry finished it up with a small but fetching smile.

Poppy humphed but then gave a small smile "Im the only healer you know Mr. Potter so I don't think that was much of a compliment", before Harry could comment she continued. "I'll keep this on the down low for now Mr. Potter and Ms. Granger but you should be more aware of what you eat and drink." She wrote on two small slips of paper One cannot trust a potions master, "This book was written by an apprentice of a potions master who had a habit of putting potions in his food or drink to test it out. I suggest reading it." And with that she ushered us out.

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Hogwarts Library, November 8

Making it to the library in record time they both read up on the book. It was a treasure of paranoia information, and they made sure to read it all. By the time they finished with memorising the four spells; two spells for each category, one for food, drinks and items while the other is people, one that checks for foreign ingredients like potions or other such things while the other spell did a broad diagnostic to see if any spells that were used; they had decided it was time to go to bed.

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Hogwarts Mess Hall, November 9

Before taking a bite, Harry and Hermione discreetly checked their food and drinks. They exhaled a breath of relief as they got a negative from the spell. Harry still wasn't eating much, he was realizing too quickly that he couldn't fit into all of this.

Harry had seen war, killed, watched many die beside him and in front of him; well, in front of him were the very same people that were laughing and eating right before his eyes. Was he happy? Yes, of course he was, but he felt like a stranger. Add that with all that was currently on his plate one wouldn't be surprised that Harry felt so ragged and tired, 'I wonder if this is how Lupin feels after the full moon' Harry randomly thought.

He was brought out of his reverie when he heard someone clear their throat from behind. Looking behind himself Harry saw a very irritated Mcgonagall. "Well Mr. Potter, Do you plan on coming to classes this week?".

Hermione whiplashed her head towards Harry "I thought you weren't in class because you had permission. I can't believe you've been skipping class Harry, that's extremely irresponsible". She continued to give me a glare.

Looking between the two ladies he sighed and gave Mcgonagall a playful scowl "Did you real need me to get into trouble with 'Mione, now she's going to be insufferable". Hermione swatted his arm, and he swore he saw a small smile on the Professor's face. "Well if it got you to class the yes, im happy to see two of my lions getting along once again after seeing you fighting all week". Sad looks were etched on the two students faces, Mcgonagall raised an eyebrow showing the question on her mind.

"uh...um….you see…...uh" Hermione looked at Harry.

Giving a half smile towards Hermione "You have a way with words you know that Hermione?" He got a smack from her for his statement in return. Looking back at his amused professor he began to speak but then had a major migraine, so bad he faltered onto the floor.

"Mr. Potter are you ok" Mcgonagall yelled as she bent down to get a look at him. "Yes Professor, just a minor headache" Harry gritted out. The pain was getting worse.

"It is most certainly not minor Mr, Potter, How old do you think I am to fall for such a blatant lie?" Without missing a beat he, with a pained grin on his face, said "Mid thirties at most Professor". She gave him a her signature tight thin lipped look as she helped him up "Well im happy to see your humor hasn't left you at least".

As the three walk out of the mess hall, a fourth decided to appear. "Is there something wrong with Harry Professor?" The voice was calm and grandfatherly, no one needed three guesses to know who it was. Turning his head, with one hand holding it, he saw Dumbledore walking up towards them. He turned back and started very slowly with the help of Hermione and Mcgonagall go towards the hospital wing.

"Im fine Headmaster, just a killer headache" Harry faltered as saying this, with a curse under his breathe. There was a statement about language from Hermione but it was half hearted. "I see, does it have anything to do with the dream this summer?".

Mcgonagall gave a quizzical look while Hermione gave a dawning expression, she was about to speak before I cut her off. "No Headmaster, just a really bad headache sir. If you excuse me I need to go to the wing since its getting worse." Without a request to leave he started heaving his way with help from the two witches.

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Hogwarts Hospital Wing, November 9

Finally making it to the the Hospital wing Harry was covered in sweat and was practically being dragged to his now personal bed, plack and all; He always thought it was both helpful and amusing.

Poppy shuffled out of her office with worry, "What happened this time?" Being laid down both Hermione and McGonagall both stated not knowing while the medic witch scanned him. She did it two more times before she looked down at Harry in confusion, she quickly summoned a vial and made him drink it down. "Now Mr. Potter this should ease the pain till I find out what's wrong with you". Sadly it didn't do much, instead of feeling like his head was being scorched now it felt like it was being shredded.

McGonagall looked at Poppy in severe worry "You dont know whats wrong with him?". Poppy shook her head "Diagnostic shows no problems at all, no body damage, no hex residue, nothing" and with that she turned on her heels and went into her office, most likely to look through her books.

Harry was thinking himself what it could be. Tuning out the witches near him he started to think as to what's wrong. 'Not poison or any potion since I checked, no spell, body is mostly unharmed' a flash of a spiked pain flooded his head and he groaned loudly. 'Damn it, this is so much worse than when my head was invaded by Snape and Voldemort. I know its not that anyways because of my Occlumency'. The frustration of not figuring out what was wrong was adding to the pain and the pain was making him frustrated, a very unfortunate cycle. 'It's not my body that's in danger so what the hell is going on, it's like my mind is….'

"POPPY!?" Harry yells loudly as he twisted off the bed. She came running in as fast she could. Looking at her "I NEED A SLEEPING DRAUGHT!" All three witches were surprised at my commanding tone. "Now Mr. Potter-" "NOW!" at that she looked at McGonagall, who nodded, and summoned another vial. Harry drank it and instantly started feeling the effects, "...poppy?" it was a soft whisper but it was heard. "Yes Mr. Potter?". With the last of his effort he looked at her, "If i'm right you'll need to contact….St...Mungos…..be…..hush….doesn't….leave…...room"

Harry Potter's eyes closes and his breathing became calm and rhythmic.

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Mindscape, November 9

Lighting struck near where he stood. The sky shown storm clouds and comets falling and destroying his lands, the mountains were breaking, forests were on fire, oceans boiling and lakes overflowing, and the desert sands were sinking. His cottage was still intact but being bent by the heavy winds blowing. Running and dodge the natural disasters he made it inside in one piece but just barely. Mentally thinking a hatch on the floor appeared. Opening the hatch and jumping in quickly he fell onto some stairs, stumbled, and started rolling down them.

Making it onto the final step with his back he gets up and looks around what looks to be a library, but something was off, really off. Books left and right were slowly being turned to stone as he was looking. Running in a panic he watched as more and more were being turned to stone, a lot of them were of no importance and for show but it wasn't him turning them to stone that worried him. Making it to a railing, he looked down towards the first floor of what was to be the center of the library. It was a giant open circle with a red rug as the floor, there were chairs and couches spread around.

Jumping down to the first floor he stood in the middle and looked up, and then turned white. The ceiling at the center of his library showed a giant glass orb with a few smaller glass orbs circling it. It was moving slowly, hardly glowing, and a giant black chain was tangling itself around it and constricting it. He saw cracks starting to appear on the smaller orbs.

Harry was hyperventilating at this point, just watching wided eyed at this.

BAM!

Harry turned around and saw an overgrown white heavily scaly snake that would have gave hagrid a struggle, it was roughly a third the size of the basilisk. That didn't ease his mind at all. He shot flame out of his hand towards it direction.

The snake whipped its head out and Harry barely dodged, falling back behind a couch, He heard another crack from above. A white tail smacked him, making him roll across the floor all the way to the end of the circle towards the shelves of books. Harry threw his hand out without looking and a shield, just in time to hear a THUD.

More thuds were heard as Harry laid there with the shield blocking. Finally having the energy he looked up and saw the snake smacking the shield with its tail. The spell wasn't going to last much longer. Looking around trying to find a way out of this he heard a grown, screech and CRACK.

The orbs had stopped, and all of the small orbs were heavily damaged. But what made Harry freeze up on the inside was the large orb. It had two large cracks that crossed each other evenly, making it look like four pieces not a single orb. Within the cracks small amounts of colored smoke was coming out.

Harry's body felt heavy, he felt tired, and drained. Looking at the temporarily forgotten snake, he saw the shield give.

Before the snake could attack he smiles softly and asked ~This the end?~

The white snake twisted its body around his and slowly started crushing Harry. Before fainting from the lack of breathing and the severe pain he swore he heard the snake speak to him, it had to of, but what it said made no sense, it truly didn't.

~Im here to help, not harm. Sleep for now master so I can do my part~