A/N I appreciate everyone who has favourited the story, I hope I can continue to make this the best Harry Potter/SCP foundation crossover, please review if you wish, it really motivates me to write more.

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Even though Harry could no longer enjoy the exciting thrill of playing Quidditch, and enjoy the benefits of the sport such as the physical activity, the fun and thrill of the sport and the stress relieving nature of it, he was at least able to spend some time snogging Ginny senseless.

Dating Ginny for the past few months had felt like something out of a dream, seeing her in the great hall every morning filled him with a sense of happiness and love, and watching her head up to her dorm when they didn't cuddle together was sad and left him feeling empty inside.

Ginny had taken Harry's previously occupied Quidditch position of starting seeker and according to the twins, she had proven to be invaluable as a replacement. Whilst she wouldn't be as good as Harry, Ginny was much better as a replacement than some of the other seekers who had tried out. Dean Thomas had become the reserve chaser and he wasn't too bad according to the twins as well, Angelina was still miffed at him as well but she eventually apologised at the next DA meeting in the last week before the Christmas holidays.

"I'm sorry for how much of an arse I've been." She said when everyone else was packing up.

"I understand, I should've held my temper and you were right to be mad at me, but I'm not going to stop saying the truth, even if it means giving up a passion of mine such as Quidditch." Said Harry apologetically.

"No," said Angelina. "You're right, learning how to defend ourselves against you-know-who is more important, I just want to be a good captain."

"You are a very good captain Ange," said Harry. "Battering the Slytherin quidditch team in their first game in charge isn't for everyone, especially considering they like to cheat."

And battering Malfoy after the game had left some lasting effects. The snarky Slytherin was fearful of Harry now knowing that Potter was willing to get physical and Draco made sure to not make too many comments to his face.

"We tried to appeal it you know," said Angelina. "But Umbridge wouldn't hear any of it and she threatened Fred and George that she would confiscate their brooms as well if they didn't concede defeat."

"I appreciate that," said Harry's as he blew his whistle to inform the members of the DA that the session was over, everyone quietened down and listened intently as Harry addressed them all.

"You've all impressed me with how you've all improved, all of you." Said Harry, emphasising the last few words. "Next year I will probably teach you the patronus charm, it will be tricky and I implore you to remember that the chances of you getting it on your first try are the same chances of me winning the lottery." Some of the members chuckled at the lottery joke.

"Try and get as much practice as you can before we return and have a great holiday." Said Harry with a smile at everyone.

There was a commotion as people left in their usual packs, greeting Harry on the way up and thanking him for another great defence against the dark arts lessons, or wishing him a merry Christmas.

"We'll see you later Harry." Said Hermione as she pulled Ron out of the room of requirement, he gave some protests to what Hermione was doing.

Ginny had sat herself down on a small sofa that had enough space for two, she patted the spot next to her and when Harry sat himself down next to her his girlfriend immediately curled into his lap.

They didn't say anything for a while as Ginny had practically fell asleep in his lap, he carefully picked her up bridal style and carried her to a section of the room of requirement which became a version of the Gryffindor dorms, except for the fact instead of a few four poster beds, it was a single queen sized bed that had a Gryffindor themed bed, mattress and bedsheet, as well as four pillows.

Ginny awoke when Harry picked her up and she blushed when she realised how Harry was holding her.

"Sorry," said Harry, blushing as well as he placed her down gently onto the bed. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"No it's okay, thanks for carrying me to this bed." Said Ginny with a yawn. "I'm a lazy arse."

"Yeah," said Harry as he ran his hands down to her bottom to cup her arse in her short skirt. "But this lazy arse is my favourite."

Ginny laughed. "Slowly getting there Potter."

They collapsed on the bed in a heap and the two began to kiss passionately as the fireplace roared, there main light source in the dimly lit yet comfortable bedroom.

Harry tugged at the hem of Ginny's jumper and he moaned when she began kissing his neck. Ginny then got off Harry and grabbed the hem of her jumper and whipped it off before undoing a few buttons of her shirt.

She then leant over to kiss Harry, giving him a subtle view of her cleavage, Harry felt his body react to this and he undid one of Ginny's buttons for her before she pushed him down onto the bed and she straddled him and whipped her fiery locks of red hair out of her face.

Ginny teased Harry by slowly removing each button, when he reached up to help her, she simply swatted away his hands. "Nuh uh, no touchy yet."

Harry stuck out his hips a little and Ginny moaned a little when she felt his hardness gently rubbing against her leg, she removed the last button and removed her shirt revealing a cream coloured bra on.

Harry gulped nervously when Ginny's shirt came off, revealing her bra and he could see that she had quite the breasts, his eyes locked firmly onto where the exposed skin of her breasts were.

Ginny blushed a little at Harry's reaction, he had very little to no clue of what to do next so Ginny solved this problem for him.

She grabbed his right hand and brought to her part of the bra that covered her left breast, Harry looked shocked but very quickly picked up the tricks and gently massaged her breast. Ginny moaned at the touch and Harry sat up as he did so and began to kiss the exposed skin of her right breast, causing Ginny to moan even more.

Harry sat up a bit more and whipped off his shirt with one hand, his other still fondling Ginny's breast. Once his shirt was off Ginny ran her hands over his hard chest and teased his happy trail that had formed all the way down the bulge in his trousers.

Harry moaned at her touch and it had felt great when she got him off through his clothing, he wondered how good her hands would feel somewhere else.

The two moaned as Ginny ground herself a little against Harry, his erection having rubbed against her inner thigh quite a bit.

Harry took control, leaping onto Ginny and kissing her hungrily like a starving man, he pulled the covers over them as the snogging became even more heated, he felt Ginny undo his jeans and he maoned as she took them off and ran a hand up along his leg, and stopping dangerously below his package.

"Ginny." Said Harry breathlessly, his reaction from the make out session made him all hot and hard and he didn't want to rush things too much.

"It's ok," said Ginny as she finally let go of Harry. "That felt great though."

"It did," said Harry as eeyed her breasts through her bra. "Merlin Ginny your err... breasts are er?"

Ginny blushed a little. "Lovely?"

Harry coughed a little, his tongue getting lodged in his throat. "More than that."

They looked around finally taking in the decor of the room that the room of requirement had formed for them.

"We should go," Said Ginny. "I don't want anyone getting any ideas."

"But I sleep better with you." Said Harry as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her, his still throbbing hardness pressing against her short skirt, letting her know exactly what she could do to him.

Ginny took an inward of breath at the feeling of how hard he got from her, and she really liked it.

"I promise you once we are back home, we can cuddle," said Ginny with a smile as he held her closer. "I know how you feel, I sleep much better when I have you in my arms."

"Promise." Said Harry, a little put out.

"I promise, now let's head backto the tower before anyone realises we are missing." Said Ginny as she pulled her shirt back on.

The two held hands as they made their way back to the Gryffindor common room, it wasn't far for them to walk as the room of requirement was already located on the seventh floor. When they reached the stairs that led up to the respective boys and girls dorms Harry kissed Ginny goodnight and headed up to the fifth year dorm, casting Ginny a longing look as she separated from Harry.

He collapsed onto his bed and pulled the covers of himself, falling asleep quickly and his thoughts wandering about his lovely redhead.

*

His body felt smooth and scaly as he dragged himself across the floor, moving quietly across the ground towards the room that his master wanted him to find, the item in question was within the ministry and he must find it and retrieve it for his master.

He approached a dark corridor, the walls and floor made of a green marble. At the end of the dark corridor was a black, furnished door with a golden handle.

That was the room. he thought as he slithered quietly across the ground, his eyes firmly on the door as he approached it.

There was a shuffle of movement from infront of the door and he hissed as he reared his flexible body back, eyes locked onto where the sound had come from.

A shimmering material fell from a slumped, red-headed figure, his clothes creased from his form on the ground. He hissed at the human and approached it cautiously, it was asleep and he had no time to deal with him his master would need him back soon, so he was about to carry on snaking forward into the room behind the door when the man groaned again and reached for his wand from his pocket, muttering a lighting spell.

His face was in shock and fear of the snake he had seen and it struck him, enjoying the satisfaction as its blows landed into the chest of the human. Its sharp fangs dove into the human as it groaned feebly in pain as it could do nothing.

It was about to launch another striking blow, to kill this feeble human when it shielded its eyes from a bright blue light that appeared behind the humans form.

A figure in all black armour stood out from the light, it's imposing height and size sending fear into his mind. It aimed its weapon at him, the barrel cold and dark like an abyss in an abandoned cave, before lighting up like a firecracker with a loud bang.

The snake reared back and was flung back from the shell fragments of the muggle shotgun used by the figure, it unloaded more rounds into the snake but they bounced off the snake, but not without causing the impact to send it reeling into the wall at the other end of the corridor.

The figure in black armour surveyed the area, looking through each corner and crevice, expecting the snake to pop out any movement and assault him.

The snake hissed as it rushed past the figure, the figure swiped its wristblade at the snake. It dodged the attack and hissed before scuttling off.

Must retreat back to master.

The snake slithered rapidly across the hard, shiny marble floor as it attempted to escape the figure.

The figure appeared through another portal infront of the snake and attempted to crush it with a powerful blow from its wrist. However, it missed and the snake slithered over the figures arm and reared its body back, hissing as it was about to land a powerful blow to the figures helmet and pierce through to its head.

It's struck the helmet visor and hissed as its upper front fangs snapped from the impact, the helmet remaining intact.

The snake hissed and slithered off and dodged the gunshots from the rifle of the figure, knowing this fight was a lot cause.

It rounded a corner and it smacked at point blank distance into the figure, it launched itself off the ground, trying to avoid it.

The figure grabbed the snake by its neck and squeezed hard as the snake hissed and choked, its tail end waggling about in a panicked frenzy. It watched as the figure grabbed it with both hands, one pulling down its lower jaw the other pulling up its upper jaw.

The snake hissed once more before the figure roared and pulled harder, a cracking sound followed, as the snakes jaw was snapped and the figure pulled harder, ripping it in half as the sound of flesh and scaly skin being torn filled the air. As it was ripped in half, a black liquid pooled out of then flesh as the snakes flesh began to rapidly decay, a black smoke filled the air as the liquid evaporated quickly.

The snake was still alive and its last few images that flooded its mind were of the figure rasing the shotgun to its head and pulling the trigger, before everything went dark.

The sound of the shotgun shots attracted the security guards attention and the figure left quickly through a portal before anyone saw it. Leaving behind the dead snake, it's corpse now already rotting from the black, inky substance that pooled out of it's body.

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"HARRY!!" Shouted a voice as his body was thrust forward.

He was sweating profusely, yet he felt incredibly cold, like someone had just launched him into an ice cold bath.

"I sent Neville to go and get Professor McGonagall." Said Ron as he grabbed Harry when he tried to stand up and nearly toppled over, whatever his best mate had seen had shaken him and he was worried that something dreadful had taken place.

"Y-your dad," Said Harry shiverishly. "H-he was a-attacked, it was another v-vision."

Ron's face paled considerably, he knew Harry woudlnt lie about something like this either. "We need to see Dumbledore, now."

Neville returned at that moment and McGonagall asked what the hell had happened and Harry explained as best as he could about his vision and that if they didn't act fast, Mr. Weasley could die.

McGonagall escorted the two fifth years to Dumbledore's office, making sure they were as quiet as possible. If they somehow bumped into Umbridge then they would be done for and the wouldn't have time as Mr. Weasley's life depended on it.

"Acid pops." Said McGonagall to the stone gargoyle that stood menacingly before the entrance to Dumbledore's office. It moved aside and a spiral stairwell formed before them and they rushed up the stairs as quickly as they could.

"Enter." Said Dumbledore from within the headmaster's office. McGonagall entered and Dumbledore was about to greet the deputy headmistress when he saw who she was with and the state Harry was in.

"What has happened Harry?" Asked Dumbledore with concern.

"I had another vision," Answered Harry as he sat down. Dumbledore motioned for him too explain. "We haven't much time, Mr. Wealsey is injured, outside the department of mysteries.

Dunbledore turned to one of the portraits and explained to them that they needed to head to their other portraits and get help for Arthur Weasley, before turning back to Harry and asking him to explain what he saw.

"Minerva, would you please get a hold fo the rest of the Weasley children, they will need to be having an early end to their term immediately." Instructed Dumbledore as he made his way back to his chair.

McGonagall nodded and scurried off to gather the Weasley twins and Miss Weasley from the Gryffindor tower and bring the to Dumbledore.

"Now Harry, what happened in your vision?" Asked Dumbledore again as he sat back down in the headmaster chair in his office.

"Well," Harry began. "I was asleep and then next thing I knew Arthur Weasley was being attacked by Voldemort's snake, it wanted something from that room on the same floor as courtroom ten." Explained Harry, pausing to let himself truly process what he had seen and to take a long, deep breath.

"When you say you saw Arthur Weasley be attacked, did you mean as in you were an onlooker, looking down at the scene?" Asked Dumbledore curiously.

"N-no," began Harry as he took a deep breath, he looked at Dumbledore, who registered the fear on his face. "I-I was the snake."

Dumbledore seemed even more intrigued that Harry had seen from Voldemort's pet snakes eye's, instead of looking over at the scene but he allowed Harry to continue.

"I attacked Arhur Weasley," said Harry a little unsure of himself. "At least, I wanted to attack him and when the snake struck him with its fangs, I felt satisfaction and wanted to attack him even more."

"Harry," said Dumbledore firmly. "You must remember that you saw a vision through the snakes eyes, from its mind, you would have felt its thoughts and its reactions would also have been felt by you, you qere not responsible for the snakes actions or thoughts. You were merely a witness"

Harry nodded and swallowed a lump in his throat and continued on. "Then this figure appeared."

"Go on." Said Dumbledore encouragingly, he already had an idea of who else Harry may have seen.

"He had armour all over him," Explained Harry, a little confused. "It was as dark as midnight and he was tall and really strong." Harry took another breath.

"He attacked the snake with a muggle shotgun," said Harry, continuing on with his explanation of what he saw. "I felt pain but it felt like the force bounced off the snake, like a thumping feeling. It then chased me around the lowest floor of the ministry and kept trying to attack me, and I was trying to strike back.

"What happened after that then?" Asked Dumbledore.

"It-" Said Harry, pausing as he shuddered at the feeling he had felt when the snake died. "It grabbed the snake by its upper and lower jaw, and I couldn't b-breath, I-I felt like I was being ripped in half." Said Harry as he suddenly felt sick, the awry feeling of being ripped in half, whilst not physically being ripped in half made his insides feel like mush.

"Am I to assume that this figure did indeed kill the snake?" Asked Dumbledore, more so to confirm what he thought rather than whether that was it.

"It ripped the snake in half and then used its muggle shotgun to finish off the snake." Said Harry.

Dumbledore nodded. "I appreciate what you told me was difficult, but might it be possible to obtain a memory of the incident, I believe it may contain some useful information surrounding Lord Voldemort."

Harry nodded and Dumbledore pulled out his wand and gently placed it next to Harry's temple. "Try to relax Harry, and focus on the memory."

Images flashed Harry's mind, the snake biting Mr. Weasley, the impact force of the muggle shotgun, and the awful feeling of being ripped in two.

A thin, glowing, silver strand was pulled from Harry's head and Dumbledore conjured a small vial with a golden lid that had a label on it, Dumbledore deposited the memory into the vial.

"Thank you Harry, the rest of the Weasley's should be here any moment." Said Dumbledore as he laid back in his chair a little.

A couple minutes later, there was a shuffling sound at the door before it opened, McGonagall went in and behind her were the twins and Ginny.

"We heard what happened," said Fred, his face as white as a sheet.

"Is dad going to be okay?" Asked George.

Harry shrugged his shoulders. Dumbledore spoke for him as Ginny immediately embraced him, which calmed Harry down and seemed to make him feel warmer than be currently was. "We should be thankful that Mr. Potter saw what had happened to Arthur Weasley or he may not have had a fighting chance."

One of the portraits returned which underneath its frame read that this woman had been a healer and a previous headmistress during the eighteenth century at Hogwarts.

"He looks bad Albus," said the older woman worriedly. "But he should pull through, the healers are optimistic and are bringing him in as we speak."

"Good, keep us posted." Said Dumbledore before turning back to the Weasley's. "Your father is currently at St. Mungo's Hospital."

"Where will we be going then?" Asked Ron.

"Hopefully, when Phineaus Black returns," began Dumbledore, gesturing to the currently empty portrait behind him. "You will be able to return to Grimmauld place."

The man who was known as Phineaus Black, Sirius's great grandfather, appeared back in his canvas. "My great grandson says he would be very happy to have the Weasley's at Grimmauld Place, he will be on stand by to assist them."

"Good, thank you Phineaus." Said Dumbledore, the headmaster turned back to the group and was about to say something when one of the large silver trinkets that had been dormant, unlike the others which had been hissing or puffing away quietly, began to vibrate.

"We must move quickly," said Dumbledore cautiously. "Professor Umbridge knows you're here, Minerva would you so kind and herd her away, to buy us some time."

McGonagall nodded affirmatively and once again vacated the office to thwart Umbridge or at least delay her from entering Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore conjured a plain black kettle onto his desk and muttered the words "Portus."

The kettle glowed a turquoise colour before it dissipated and the kettle remained unchanged. "This kettle in one minute will take you all back to Grimmauld place, where you will stay for the rest of the winter holidays."

They heard a banging at the door as Umbridge was now trying to force her way past the gargoyle. "Quickly now, grab on."

Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George all gathered round the headmasters desk and each of the laid one hand in the kettle and it wsnt long before they were whisked away from Dumbledore's office and found themselves landing in Number twelve, Grimmauld place's sitting room as Sirius entered.

"Dumbledore told me you were coming over," Said Sirius as he hugged Harry and greeted all of them. "I heard Athur was injured."

They all nodded and Sirius turned to the hallway. "KREACHER!!!" Sirius shouted. The small, old hous-elf popped into existence beside him.

"Yes master." Ssid Kreacher bowing.

"Make yourself useful," began Sirius "Grab us six bottles of butterbeer, and make it quick."

"Of course master," Kreacher bowed. "Kreacher will get some butterbeers for his blood-tratoring friends."

Sirius gritted his teeth at his elfs comment and he gave him a glare that told him to shut his gob. Six bottles of butterbeer appeared on a tray, everyone grabbed one and Harry took a sip, feeling better now that he had something to drink at least.

Fred and George occupied one of the sofas together whilst Ron sat alone on a small chair and Harry and Ginny occupied the loveseat, Ginny practically in Harry's lap.

Fred and George raised there eyebrows, not aware that their sister and Harry were dating, but they seemed to approve and said nothing on the subject. They did however want to know what happened to their dad.

"What happened to dad?" Asked Fred.

Ginny shot her older brother a glare, Harry clearly didn't feel like answering. Harry shook his head at Ginny. "It's fine, they deserve to know."

Ginny gave Harry a sympathetic look and burrowed herself more into his lap, which made Harry feel much better as he explained how he had gone to sleep and then had found himself looking through the eyes of Voldemort's pet snake, how he slithered across the goring before reeling back and striking Mr. Weasley several times. He took another sip of his butterbeer as he explained how a figure in black armour appeared out of nowhere and attacked the snake.

"Did the snake die?" Asked George.

"Yeah," said Harry. "It was ripped in half by the unknown figure, but he ws powerful, the snakes hide was impervious to any outside forces that could damage its hide."

"Well it is Tom's snake," said Ginny. "It would be obvious of him to grant protection enchantments too his snakes, he does have fondness for them being the heir of Slytherin and being a parselmouth"

"I could deciper what the snake was saying as well, it wanted something in the department of mysteries." Said Harry.

They lapsed into silence after that, Harry and Ginny were both staring intot the fire as the embers burned, Harry's hand found itself stroking Ginny's hair absentmindedly whilst he took another sip of his butterbeer.

"Ginny?" Harry asked quietly.

"Yeah?" Said Ginny, looking up at him.

"I shouldn't be here," said Harry as he looked around to Fred, George and Ron deep in conversation. "I'm putting everyone in danger, Voldemort could find out about this connection."

"Harry," said Ginny sitting up and giving him another one of her blazing looks that was already telling him he was being stupid. "We are probably the most well known blood traitor family in the wizarding world, we were already a threat to Voldemort and you leaving just to protect us wouldn't achieve anything other than put you in even more danger, family sticks together."

Harry's heart thumped, he considered part of the Weasley family and being part of a family that loved was something he had never known, though he still felt like hebcould be controlled.

"Voldemort could come after me though, or even possess me." Said Harry worriedly.

"He's not going to possess you because I know you and you will fight him off with ease," said Ginny, the front door rattled a bit. "I think that's mum arriving back from St. Mungo's."

*

"I demand to know why Mr. Potter and the Weasley children were all out of bed and in your office," Ordered Umbridge as she stood before Dumbledore's desk, the headmaster was casually sat in the headmasters chair, his eyes twinkling. "And why they are no longer on school grounds!"

"The matter in question is a private one, all I can say is that Mr. Weasley was injured and has been taken to St. Mungo's, I felt it was my duty to send them back to there home so that they could at least go and see their father." Said Dumbledore.

"Be that as it may Albus," began Umbridge. "What reason does Mr. Potter have to be out of bed with them and then to go off with them."

"Mr. Potter stated he would not leave his friends and they said that he should go with them as their parents consider him apart of the family," Said Dumbledore. "I did not object to Harry leaving with them, the term is going to end in a couple of days anyway, the end of term feast is the only major event Mr. Potter and the Weasley children will be missing out on."

"Well when they get back, I shall be asking Mr. Potter why he left the school with no proper reasoning." Declared Umbridge.

"You will not be interrogating any students whilst under my authority Delores." Said Dumbledore steely that took Umbridge by surprise at his tone.

"We shall see." Said Umbridge before she left the headmasters office.

"Another one of those damn decrees are going to pop up aren't they." Said Dumbledore tiredly to nobody but himself.

He was about to get prepped for bed when a blue light appeared to his right, he turned his head to see that a familiar portal had been formed.

The figure in black armour from Harry's memory stepped out, in its right hand it held its muggle shotgun and in its left was the remains of Voldemort's pet snake.

"I was not expecting this." Said Dumbledore as he stood up and approached the figure.

"I assumed you might want this," Said the figure. "Attacked me whilst I was in the ministry building."

"This," Said Dumbledore pointing to the snakes corpse. "Is Voldemort's pet snake."

The figure nodded and its hands seemed to tense at the mention of Voldemort.

"I would like to analyse the snake, for it may hold clues into helping us defeat lord Voldemort." Said Dumbledore.

The figure chucked the separated parts of the snake onto Dumbledore's desk. It turned to leave but not without saying something that started the cogs in Dumbledore's mind to turn.

"When I killed it," began the figure, now looking at Dumbledore. "Some black liquid pooled out of it's flesh, and then it seemed to evaporate, it looked like ink almost."

"Thank you." Said Dumbledore before the figure stepped through the portal which dissapeared along with the figure.

"Most peculiar." Said Dumbledore to himself as he flicked his wand at a draw behind his desk, it had a small bronze lock on it and he muttered a long string of Latin.

The draw popped open and Dumbledore pulled out a dusty textbook as he glaned at the snakes corpse. He blew the dust of the book squinted as read the faint letters fonthe title.

A guide to immortality by Salazar Slytherin.

"Maybe this old book would have some answer." Dumbledore said to himself as he plopped himself down onto the headmaster's chair and began flipping the pages, finding the page with what he was looking for.

This book had originally been unknown to Dumbledore in the restricted section of the library a long time ago, before he eventually discovered some of the dark and sinister content within it that made him remove the book, as well as place it under a powerful lock to prevent any other students from ever discovering the powers that could be found within.

Then he found the page he was looking for.

Horcruxes:

A Horcrux is an item that has had a wizard or witches soul split and a part of that soul will reside within that item forever, it requires the use of a sacrifice in order to split one's soul, this item will be able to hold the piece of the soul and prevent the wizard or witch from dying, even if their body is totally destroyed.

However, it has can cause physical changes to the body overtime if the soul is split too many times, it is also important to note that organic items or living beings can be made into Horcruxes, magical beings that are made into horcruxes often have their adaptations enhanced such as a stronger hide in a snake.

Dumbledore closed the book and he felt every one hundred and fifty years of his time in this world, it confirmed the suspicions he had ever since a twelve year old Harry returned from the chamber of secrets, a bloody sword in one hand, Fawkes above him and a shaking, eleven year old Miss. Weasley along with him when he presented him with Tom Riddle's diary, which had a massive puncture from where he had stabbed it with a basillisk fang, which had destoryed the diary.

"Harry did say he saw a black liquid pool out of the diary when he stabbed it." Dumbledore said to himself as he placed the book back into the secured drawer of his desk.

He was left to ponder with his thoughts as he got ready for another night's rest, though he feared that finding more about Voldemort's horcruxes would be a tricky task.

A/N: So Dumbledore now believes fully that Voldemort creates Horcurxes, spooky. Hope you enjoyed that chapter,