Harry was excited about the last quidditch match of the year. He knew they were supposed to win and Ron would be spectacular. He warned Fred and George that if they want to win, they have to lay off of Ron. Sure enough, Ron was spectacular and Gryffindor won. Harry led the Gryffindors in a chorus of Weasley is our King.

The first week of exams was relatively easy. Harry had charms, transfiguration, herbology, and defense against dark arts. Since the next Monday was potions, Harry spent the whole weekend studying with Ron and Hermione. He was determined to get an O. He asked Hermione to test him and was disappointed with the results.

"I'm asking Snape for help," he told Ron. "Do you want to come?"

Harry and Ron went to Snape's office.

"What do you want?" he asked crossly.

"Remedial potions," Harry answered.

"How should I do it?" Snape asked.

"We studied with Hermione and she tested us, but we still missed a lot," Harry said. "She explained everything we got wrong, but we still don't know it."

Snape sighed and tested them on the material. Every time either of them missed a question, he glared at them before lecturing them on the right answer. The time spent studying wasn't pleasant, but Harry was determined to get the needed O.

The night of the Astronomy exam, Harry kept checking Hagrid's hut. Although nobody came for him, Harry stayed up until four in the morning and only got three hours of sleep the night before his History of Magic test. Harry tried studying despite being exhausted. He managed to stay awake for the exam and the second it finished, he ran to his dorm. He grabbed his mirror and anxiously called Sirius.

"Don't go to the ministry," he yelled. "It's a trap!"

"Did you do occlumency last night?" Sirius asked calmly.

"Don't go!" Harry yelled again. "They're going to kill you!"

"I'm coming," Sirius said urgently.

"No!" Harry yelled. "It's a trap!"

Harry didn't realize how loud he was yelling until Ron and Hermione came running into the room.

"Harry!" said Hermione at once, looking very frightened. "What happened? Are you all right? Are you ill?"

Ginny walked into the room.

"Hi," said Ginny uncertainly. "I recognized Harry's voice – what are you yelling about?"

"It's a trap!" Harry yelled. "Don't go!"

"I was only wondering whether I could help," Ginny said.

"It's a trap!" Harry yelled at her. "Don't go to the ministry!"

"Get Dumbledore," Sirius yelled.

"Where's his office?" Ron asked.

"Use the map," Sirius advised him. "Someone needs to stay with him until Dumbledore comes."

Hermione ran off.

"Don't go anywhere," Harry told Sirius. "They're going to kill you."

Dumbledore returned a short time later followed by Hermione, Neville, Dean, Seamus, Fred and George.

"We don't need an audience," he said, looking at the crowd.

"Harry was up until four last night studying," Dean said. "That's probably why he's going crazy now."

"I take it you didn't do occlumency," Dumbledore reprimanded. "Look at me."

Harry looked up. He pictured the department of mysteries.

"Where is this place?" Dumbledore asked.

"The ministry of magic," Harry told him.

"Where in the ministry are you?"

"Department of mysteries."

"Is there a room in the department that you want?"

"Hall of prophecies."

"What are you doing there?"

"Voldermort wants to hear the prophecy."

"Where is Voldermort?"

"Which part of him?"

"The main part."

"He was kissed by a dementor."

"So how can he hear the prophecy?"

Harry had to stop to think about that question.

"Maybe he wasn't destroyed," Harry said. "Or maybe the other two pieces,"

"The part that went in the dementor was destroyed completely," Dumbledore told him. "Where are the other two pieces?"

"One is in Bellatrix's vault in Gringotts," Harry answered.

"Could Bellatrix get it?" Dumbledore challenged.

"If she breaks out of Azkaban," Harry said.

"She's not going to break out," Dumbledore said firmly. "Where's the other piece?"

Harry touched his scar.

"It's in the front of your head now?" Dumbledore asked. "Bring it to the back."

Harry closed his eyes and tried moving all thoughts about Voldermort to the back of his head.

"I can't," Harry whispered.

"Look at me," Dumbledore commanded. "I'll try to move it for you."

Harry looked at Dumbledore and felt an intense pain in his head. He grabbed his scar, closed his eyes and lay down.

"Stay like that," Dumbledore ordered. "I have to get something. I'll be right back."

He turned to Fred and George.

"Make sure he doesn't sit up or open his eyes," Dumbledore told them.

"Is Sirius still here?" Harry asked.

"I'm right here," Sirius said.

Harry reached for his mirror.

"Sorry," Fred told him apologetically. "Dumbledore said to keep your eyes closed."

A minute later, Dumbledore returned.

"You could sit up and open your eyes," he said.

Harry looked up and saw Sirius standing next to Dumbledore. He threw himself at Sirius.

"I told you not to come!" he yelled. "It's a trap!"

Sirius grabbed Harry and held him tightly on the bed.

"I need everyone else to leave this room," Dumbledore told the others.

"Harry, is it okay if the three Mr. Weasleys tell your other friends what happened?"

Harry nodded miserably.

"I'm just asking all of you not to repeat what you hear," Dumbledore said firmly. "If the wrong people find out Harry's secret, his life could be in danger."

All the students besides Harry left the room.

"Look at me," Dumbledore said firmly.
Harry looked up. He felt intense pain in his scar again and tried to block it with his hands. Sirius held his hands tightly. Harry knocked his head against Sirius in an attempt to get out of the way. Dumbledore held Harry's head straight and looked directly into his eyes. Harry felt the pain moving from the front of his head to the back. Finally it stopped.

"Voldermort is in the back of your head now," Dumbledore said. "I want you to put a wall around him so he can't come to the front again."

Harry pictured a brick wall surrounding Voldermort.

"Are you okay now?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry nodded.

"Would you like Sirius to spend the night?"

"Everyone will make fun of me," Harry said.

"I'll talk to them," Dumbledore said. "Sirius could stay if it makes you feel better, but make sure you always do occlumency before going to sleep."

"Don't stay up all night studying either," Sirius said.

Dumbledore left the room. Harry snuggled against Sirius and fell asleep. Sirius sat next to him and watched him sleep, relieved that the crisis passed.