Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and the Bad Wish ❯ Possession is 9/10 of the law ( Chapter 13 )

Chapter 13: Possession is 9/10 of the Law

 

 

 

Harry had to deal with a Hermione who wouldn't talk to him, classmates who wouldn't acknowledge his existence, and Slytherin students who would not let him forget he, the magic Seeker, has now lost two games in a row. None seem to mention that they too had lost two in a row, and to the same teams, but Harry just kept ignoring them as best he could. With out Quidditch practice on the weekend Harry was bored, no classes, no one to talk to, and had finished his homework the night before as he had nothing else to do. Monica would say hi to him when Ginny wasn't around, and Devin would talk to him, when Devin wasn't busy meditating or going off to wherever. Other then that not even Neville would talk to him, Harry understood though, Neville was on the team, this was his first time being on it, and he had never won.

 

Harry left the Gryffindor Common Room and went to the library; he knew Hermione would be there, even if she wouldn't talk to him. He had spent countless hours sitting across from her, her nose in a book, him just wanting her to apologize for what she had said, even though in the pit of his stomach he knew he should be the one apologizing. When he got to the library Harry was in for a surprise, he didn't see Hermione but did see two other girls he knew. “Uh, you two haven't seen Hermione have you?” Ginny looked up from the book she was reading with Monica then went back to it when she saw it was Harry. Monica answered since Ginny wouldn't.

 

“No, sorry.” Harry looked at the cover of the book, it wasn't a school book he recognized and he had read plenty of them last year when he was studying for his OWLs or just plain bored.

 

“Oh, ok, thanks Monica. Uh, you two look kind of, you know, weird together like that, aren't you worried about others?”

 

“Only you and Hermione come here, for now, it will probably pick up when OWLs and NEWTs come around but for now the library is empty.”

 

“Ok, I guess, I'll leave you alone.” Harry was going to go back to the Common Room when he figured that if Hermione wasn't in the library, or the Common Room, she would be in Dumbledore's office. Harry wanted to go there, if he could get Hermione and Dumbledore to tell him what was going on then that would fix things between him and Hermione, wouldn't it? If Dumbledore gave Hermione permission to tell him she would, and then they wouldn't have a reason to fight, would they? Harry ran to Dumbledore's office opening the door without knocking.

 

“Harry!” Hermione turned around casting a spell at him. “Oh sorry Harry!” The wall behind Harry burst into flame then burned out leaving a scorch mark. “What are you doing here!” She lowered her wand and stared at Harry.

 

“I would like to know too Harry, this is my private office so a student bursting in like that could cause problems.” Dumbledore had already put his wand away not worried about the damage Hermione had done to the wall.

 

“I, sorry, but I want to know what's going on!” Harry closed the door and went to a seat. “Me and Hermione had a fight about what you two have been doing and I want to know what it is, I tell her everything, and she keeps things from me. She says you told her not to tell me, which means it has to do with me, doesn't it? So I am asking you now what is going on instead of her since she hasn't talked to me for a month.”

 

“Well Harry I did tell Hermione not to tell you as it does deal with you, and if Voldemort knows about it he may try something to stop it.” Dumbledore went to his chair and sat down. “I would not recommend Hermione telling you, as I will not tell you. You may have a problem with this but as Voldemort poses a great threat to what we are doing you can not know.”

 

“You think I would tell him! That I would betray you and join him for my parents? I can't believe this, how can you not trust me Dumbledore, I've trusted you with my life before and you can't even trust me enough to…”

 

“Oh not that Harry,” Dumbledore interrupts Harry. “Voldemort has a connection to you and in your sleep he can even send Ron into your mind; do you think there is anything you could hide if Voldemort went looking for it?” Dumbledore did not show his hurt that Harry would think that he did not trust Harry.

 

“Harry I can't believe you, I wasn't going to tell Dumbledore about what you did but you force me to.” Hermione told Dumbledore about what happened the week before, when Harry was taken control of by another force.

 

“As I feared, you were connected to Voldemort then, directly. He may sense when your emotions change, to happy, to angry, and takes control of you then. Harry you may not be controlled by the Imperious Curse like others but there are other spells out there, and this is more then a spell. Harry do you ever black out?”

 

“No, and you will see me get too angry if you don't tell me what is going on!”

 

“Why I refrain from telling you is just that Harry, you have matured in many ways, but others you are still immature. Have you had any periods of time you can't remember? Any black outs recently when you became to angry or depressed?” Dumbledore was studying Harry, would he become mad enough for Voldemort to take control again? If he did it would give Dumbledore a first hand experience with the take over.

 

“I'm not immature! I am a man, I am an adult, I've been taking care of myself since I was old enough to get out of Dudley's way!” Harry didn't care what he looked like to Dumbledore right then; he was being treated like a kid, by both Dumbledore and Hermione. “I have fought Voldemort, I have fought his Death Eaters, I have done things some people never will!”

 

“Yes you have as I failed to protect you Harry.”

 

“I don't need your protection Dumbledore, if you weren't protecting me right now Voldemort would come for me and I could duel him, kill him! I know how to do the killing curse, I know other spells just as deadly, I could do it!”

 

“Oh you could Harry? I have fought him before, during his first rise, and yet he still walks on this planet. Do you think you know something I don't Harry?” Dumbledore was trying to get Harry more angry, if he could get Harry mad enough he hoped for Voldemort to come through. He knew Harry had a darkness inside of him, but only part of it was his, and Dumbledore hoped it was the smaller part.

 

“That's not the point! I could do it if I had the chance, the first time I was weak from the maze, caught off guard, and didn't know as much as I do now. Even better now that I share his power, I have his power to use to kill him!” Harry felt the darkness rise; he was too lost in his rant to stop it.

 

“Harry calm down, please!” Hermione put her hands on his shoulders.

 

“No Hermione, you haven't talked to me for a month because of some stupid thing that was your fault! If you just told me what was going on I wouldn't have to do this! You never tell me anything, I tell you all about me but what do I get? Nothing! If just once you…” Harry stopped, he couldn't speak, he felt like he was choking on the air, then felt the darkness take hold. “Hmm, nice job Dumbledore, for an old fool you know how to control people without them knowing it.” Harry's voice was deeper, raspier. “I didn't know what you were doing though but I will take this opportunity to give you a chance.” Harry turns to Hermione. “Little girl if you want to keep Harry alive join me,” Harry grabs her by her arms, “and I promise your parents will be safe. Harry needs the people around him, it is a weakness, but he does need them. You are one of them, I have Ronald Weasly and now I need you, join me girl and you will have anything you want. Ronald has told me how smart you are, how good you are in school, and even for a Mudblood you would be useful.”

 

“Let go of me!” Hermione struggled but could not break the grasp. “Dumbledore help me!” Dumbledore did nothing.

 

“See girl he is controlling you, he always controls people, but I don't need to control people. I give people what they want and they follow me, do you think I am using any spells on Ronald Weasly? I gave him what he wanted and now he follows me, unlike that old fool who manipulates you, and now he won't even help you.”

 

“Do you think Hermione is so ignorant that she would fall for that Tom? Hermione knows that I do what I think is best and sometimes that fails. Right now I want to keep you here Tom; I want to ask you something.”

 

“Do you think I would answer you? I am no longer your student, I am the master!” Harry lets go of Hermione and turns towards Dumbledore. “You are old and weak, I am young and powerful!”

 

“Is this why you ran away like a scalded dog last time we dueled Tom?”

 

“Don't call me that old man! I am the Dark Lord Voldemort not some common Muggle!” Harry reached for his wand but was tangled up in an invisible gel before he could get any spells off.

 

“Sorry Harry, Voldemort, but I will not allow such actions in here.” Dumbledore had not raised his wand or even spoke to cast the spell. “Why did you choose Harry? The prophecy applied to several babies and yet you chose Harry, why?” Hermione looked over at Dumbledore, what was he talking about?

 

“He is the one, yes others met the criteria, but after asking the others I found it was Harry who was the one.”

 

“Asked? You tortured the Longbottom Couple into insanity, you tortured Melori and Jongal then killed them when they didn't talk, and then you went for the Potter's.”

 

“Yes my mistake was going on bad information, you know the complete prophecy, and how would you like to make a deal for it?”

 

“Tom you have nothing I could want badly enough to give you that information.” Dumbledore was starting to get worried, just how long would, or could, Voldemort control Harry?

 

“Really? Would you not like the power to live for ever? Or to have the safety of others guaranteed? Your Brother would be easy pickings for me, or would you like someone brought back? I could bring you your wife back, your…”

 

“Enough Tom, Dorosde!” Harry collapsed onto the floor shaking.

 

“What's going on Dumbledore, what did you do to him!” Hermione rolled Harry onto his back trying to stop the shaking.

 

“I have forced Tom out of Harry, usually that spell is used on spirits who possess people but as you just saw it worked on Tom.” Harry stopped shaking. “There, Tom should be completely gone from Harry.” Harry's eyes shot open.

 

“What happened?” Harry got off the floor and sat down in a chair.

 

“Voldemort possessed you Harry, I knew he would, and we had ourselves a little chat.”

 

“What prophecy!” Now Hermione was the one yelling.

 

“A prophecy about the fall of Voldemort, given by the great-great granddaughter of the prophet Isis, you know her as Professor Trelawney.”

 

“That old fraud? How can you believe anything she says?” Hermione calmed down, she knew yelling would get her no where.

 

“She may not be as great as Isis but she does have the gift. She has, so far, given at least two prophecies that came true, and one more that hasn't been completed yet.” Harry was confused now, he didn't remember a thing. “The prophecy concerns the Dark Lord and the person who would cause his fall, now the prophecy could have meant at least four different children at the time, but somehow Voldemort decided you were the one.”

 

“The one what, to cause his fall, I already did, when he came to kill me.”

 

“Close Harry, I too thought you had but Voldemort came back, so the prophecy still needs to be completed.”

 

“So you are saying it is Harry who kills Voldemort? No matter what happens Harry will have to kill Voldemort?” Hermione grabs Harry's arm in concern. “But that's not fair, you are saying Harry will have to kill, have his soul torn…”

 

“No Hermione, the Prophecy is more then that, if you want I could tell you the prophecy, the whole prophecy.”

 

“What about me? You can't tell me what you are doing with Hermione but are able to tell me this?”

 

“I now have new information; Voldemort did not know where you were until he gained full control of you. He does not connect to you constantly, he can't, so the only time you are a risk is when Voldemort controls you.”

 

“So as long as I keep calm, don't get mad, I won't be a spy for Voldemort? Maybe I shouldn't hear this…”

 

“No Harry you need to know this, I should have told you a long time ago, but I thought you were too young.”

 

“Too young? I had to fight a Professor when I was eleven, a Basilisk when I was twelve, Dementors when I was thirteen, Voldemort himself when I was fourteen. Just last year I watched my best friend kill people, just how much older do I have to get?”

 

“Yes Harry I know, why I feel foolish now, I should have told you before Voldemort came back, before you had to do all those things, but now I will tell you” Instead of just telling them Dumbledore went into his cabinet and got out a shining golden ball. “This has the recorded, unofficial recording, prophecy given to me more than fifteen years ago. The Ministry has an official recording of course in the Department of Mystery but I was able to make my own recording.” Dumbledore opened the golden ball by twisting it until a light came out of it and turned into a younger looking Professor Trelawney.

 

“The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches… born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies … and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not … and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives … the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies …”

 

“That's it? Either he kills me or I kill him? Then why does he want me to join him?”

 

“He does not know the full prophecy, he heard the first part, up to `born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies' but not the rest. The person who heard that part ran when I caught him spying on us.” Dumbledore again studies Harry, even though Harry believed him to be a mind reader he was not, Dumbledore was able to read body movement well enough to know when someone was lying, or hiding something.

 

“Who heard it?” Hermione now thought she knew why Professor Trelawney was a teacher at Hogwarts, to protect her.

 

“Severus Snape.”

 

“What? I knew he was a Death Eater, but he switched sides before Voldemort fell, but he killed my parents! How can you let him stay here?” Harry was aghast, after trying to make amends with Snape, after trying to be respectful; it was Snape that got his parents killed.

 

“He is no longer a Death Eater Harry, and he does know his potions. He has also made an invaluable spy for the Order.”

 

“But he killed my parents! If he had never told Voldemort about the prophecy he wouldn't have gone after them.”

 

“Harry that's not true, he had already gone after them three times, why they fit the prophecy.” Hermione put a hand on Harry's in an attempt to get through to him. “Voldemort just had a new reason to go after them, not that he needed it.”

 

“That traitor, that bastard! I can't believe he did it, I thought he loved my mother and it is him who killed her!” Harry pulls his hand away from Hermione attempting to get up.

 

“Harry if you attack a Professor not even I will be able to help you, please sit.” Harry did, whether he wanted to or not. “I'm sorry that when he was young that Severus was misguided but he has made up for his mistakes by putting his life on the line for the Order. Many attacks have been stopped because he has told me about them.”

 

“He puts his life on the line? He killed my parents! Who else was killed because of him?”

 

“Harry that is not important, he has been with the Order even before the attack, we knew it was coming and so we tried to hide your parents, but as the Secret Keeper was Peter, Voldemort found them. Now as to why you came here in the first place, now that I know that Voldemort only knows what is going on when he possesses you it is safe we tell you.”

 

“He's been training me Harry, for you, to protect you from the Death Eaters.” Hermione grabs Harry's hand with both of hers to make sure he couldn't pull away. “Even before I turned seventeen he taught me how to Apparate, how to perform the Unforgivable Curses, how to block two of them, how to do spells so complicated even I have trouble learning them. I couldn't tell you Harry, Dumbledore told me not to.”

 

“To block them?” Harry turns to Dumbledore. “You've been putting her under the Imperious and Cruciatus Curse?” Harry knew how much the Cruciatus Curse hurt, the first time he felt it he wished nothing more then to die, to end the pain. “How could you Dumbledore, you are supposed to protect us.”

 

“He was Harry, I can throw the Imperious Curse off and the Cruciatus Curse only hurts a little now.” Hermione grimaced thinking about the first few times, trying not to scream in pain, collapsing until she begged Dumbledore to take it off. “I can Apparate anywhere now; if we are attacked I can just Apparate us away from the attack, even though I don't have my license yet.”

 

“But I'm the man; I'm supposed to protect you Mione.” Hermione looked up at Harry and smiled, she hadn't heard him call her that for over a week. Part of it was her fault not wanting to talk to him, but if felt good to hear him say it.

 

“Harry do you think you alone could defend me from a Death Eater attack? Dumbledore has been teaching me so I can keep you alive.”

 

“That is correct, and to keep yourself alive Hermione. As Voldemort said Harry needs people, but it is not a weakness, it is a great strength. Even Voldemort would be powerless if he did not have people around him; he needs them just as much as they need him.”

 

“Not just that Harry I know spells that can stop anyone, if we are somewhere I can't Apparate, like here, I can help defend the castle, protect you. It's what I've been doing to make sure what happened before doesn't happen again.” Hermione bit her lower lip still upset over what she had done.

 

“What happen again?” Harry was confused, what was Hermione going on about?

 

“You know how I am when I panic, our first year I panicked when we fell in the Devils Snare, it wasn't until someone reminded me I was a Witch that I used a spell to make fire. Last year I panicked when the castle was under attack but I was scared, I know spells but I couldn't fight, not a real one. You ran off to defend the school and I stayed behind and begged God to protect you because I was too scared to follow you.”

 

“There are spells and potions to build confidence but it only creates false confidence, foolish confidence. I am teaching Hermione how to not only duel, to defend, but to use her brains when she does. Harry you have amazing courage; you don't realize that something is considered impossible as your courage bolsters you. It is impossible for a third year to cast a spell to scare off a hundred Dementors, it is impossible for anyone who is targeted by Voldemort to live, it is impossible for someone so young to deal with things even adults would have problems with. But as you have shown time and time again nothing is impossible, highly improbable, but not impossible. If you want you can join us in our lessons, maybe become powerful enough to do as you wish, but even with that power it does not mean you have to use it. I have the power to become Minster of Magic but am I?”

 

“Dumbledore, I am sorry for how I acted, a man would not have done that.” Harry gritted his teeth; he had been trying to be a man and acted, as Dumbledore had said, immature. “Can I please leave?”

 

“Yes Harry, and you to Hermione, I believe you need to talk. Harry remember that even Voldemort needs people, to have them around you is not a weakness, it may seem like it at points, but they are a strength.” Dumbledore clapped his hands and made his door open, like Dumbledore use to do when he was Headmaster in the Great Hall. “Come in Jim.” Jim peered around the door frame.

 

“Uh sorry I wanted to talk to you but the door was busy, I swear I wasn't ease dropping…”

 

“Jim it is alright, I would like to speak with you about your current situation.” Harry and Hermione leave passing Jim who smiled at Harry as he passed.

 

“Well at least the entire Quidditch team isn't mad at me.” Harry slowly grabbed Hermione's hand, entwining his fingers with her. “I'm sorry Mione; I shouldn't have gotten mad at you.”

 

“No you shouldn't have Harry but I should have told you, even if Dumbledore told me not to.”

 

“Dumbledore was right though, he didn't want Voldemort to know what you were doing. We both apologize and try to make up for the past month, ok?”

 

“I'm sorry Harry.” Hermione leans over and kisses Harry on the lips. “I missed those.” She smiles and nudges Harry with her shoulder.

 

“I'm sorry to Mione, and I missed this.” Harry leaned down to kiss her but then quickly poked her in the side. “Tickle!” He starts tickling her getting her to laugh, something he really missed.

 

“I missed that to Harry; I can't believe we fought like that. November is almost over, soon December will be here and we will go to your house for it, right?”

 

“I guess, I miss my house, I never thought I would feel that. Of course Hogwarts was my first home but now I have one that belongs to me, that has my things in it, not Dudley's old things that belong to me, but my own things.”

 

“And my parents, I miss them but it will be weird not having Christmas with Ron.” Hermione bites her lower lip wishing she hadn't said that.

 

“I know, I wonder if I will get a Weasly sweater this year.” He may have been able to buy better clothes but those were hand made, and had emotions put into them, he had liked getting them. He remembered the first time he got one, it was so strange to Harry to get a Christmas gift but now would he get one?

 

“They invited you to the wedding I'm sure Mrs. Weasly will send you one.” They hold hands and start to head towards the library.

 

“Wait, Monica and Ginny are there, we should leave them alone.”

 

“Oh? Aren't they worried that people will see them?”

 

“You and I are the only ones who go there so no they aren't. Let's go to the Common Room, or my room.”

 

“We need to talk Harry, make sure this doesn't happen again so let's stick with the Common Room.” Hermione's mind was now being muddled up with other thoughts but they did stop in the Common Room and sat down on a couch.

 

“Middle of the day and empty, nice for privacy but I miss the noise.” Harry looked around, normally there would be people playing Wizard Chess or Exploding Snap, or just talking, laughing. But after last year so many students stayed home, so many first years were being home schooled, that it nearly left Hogwarts abandoned compared to the usual crowd of people.

 

“Harry I already said I was sorry but it's more then that, I keep things from you when you don't keep them from me. I trust you but Dumbledore told me not to, and we had to worry about Voldemort…”

 

“I didn't know that, I thought you weren't telling me because you didn't trust me. I should have trusted you enough to keep something like that from me because there was a good reason for it.”

 

“Harry you had every right to be mad at me, usually you have to apologize to me but this time it was my fault.” She leans over and kisses Harry harder then last time. “I get mad at you, hold it against you that you are always apologizing, but that's all you can do. I was a little bitchy last time wasn't I?” She got Harry to laugh, what she wanted. “Saying sorry doesn't fix things, they still happened, but it means you care about how I feel.” She kisses Harry again. “I'm sorry you lost the game, I should have been there to cheer for you.” Harry laughs again.

 

“Mione that was my fault, I got bored and switched with Ginny, but this is my fault.” Before Hermione could say anything Harry grabs Hermione by the throat. “Bitch! He is so easy; I can't believe he let me go like that! I am always watching, waiting, and when the chance comes I take them. Emotions have nothing to do with it, but as Harry has not accepted my deals I need to take a new strategy.” Hermione grasps at the hand around her throat trying to break its hold. “I saw you in the old fool's office, I decided to show myself then, just like now.” Harry's voice had gone deep, Voldemort had played his cards right and found out Dumbledore's plan. “I'll give you one more chance now that we are away from the old fool, join me or suffer!” Harry lets go of her throat.

 

“No, never!” Hermione went for her wand but was stopped by Harry who was using wandless magic, being bolstered by the energy Voldemort was sending while he controlled Harry.

 

“To late Mud Blood, I gave you the chance but now I must take someone else from Harry!” Harry gets his wand out and points it at Hermione. “Crucio!” Hermione screams in pain forgetting everything Dumbledore taught her. Again she loses her head when the time comes to use what she learned. With Dumbledore he would let her know when he was going to do it, let her prepare, but this wasn't Dumbledore, it was Voldemort. “So Mud Blood, do you want another dose or will you beg me for mercy? Oh I wish I could just let you go but you two make me sick! It wasn't bad at first, I would just plant images in his head, but then he began to leech my powers from me, I tried to get rid of you but it didn't work. I turned it off but the spell broke; now I have to deal with it all the time!” He spits in her face and laughs when she says nothing. “Crucio!” Hermione collapses to the floor and starts to scream again getting the attention of a wandering ghost. He could do nothing but there was someone in the castle who could, he goes through the walls and floors to get to the person.

 

“Miss, a student is being attacked in your Common Room, hurry.”

 

“Mortimer?” Monica looks up and sees the ghost, an old man who was there years ago as a caretaker, many centuries before Filch.

 

“Miss a student is being attacked, they need help or they will be hurt.”

 

“Ginny we need to go!” Monica jumps up and runs as fast as she can followed by Ginny a few feet behind who didn't know what was going on as she couldn't see or hear the ghost. They get to the Fat Lady and can hear the screaming inside; they give the password and find Harry standing over Hermione torturing her with the Cruciatus spell. Monica sees a shape behind Harry almost like a Shade, controlling Harry.

 

“Expelliarmus!” Ginny not distracted by something only Monica can see fires a spell at Harry who blocks it with his hand.

 

“Oh someone new to play with, the Necromancer and the Sister!” Both girls are put off by the voice, something was wrong; Monica thought a Shade but her next spell proved other wise.

 

“Eito Bibi!” The spell strikes Harry but the figure remains. Harry's skin becomes deathly white; his veins show but run black, not red. His eyes become coal black, his power radiating from his body as he spreads his arms.

 

“Allow me to introduce myself, I am the Dark Lord Voldemort, and you have two choices, join me now or die like the Mud Blood!” Harry points his wand at Ginny, then Monica. He takes a step towards them, then another, leaving Hermione behind.

 

“No Harry, what's wrong with you! I would never join You-Know-Who!” Ginny was scared, she had said Voldemort before, part of Harry's and Hermione's DADA and because it was a lesson from Dumbledore, but in his presence she couldn't say it.

 

“Then die! Avada…” Before he could complete the spell he is hit from behind by a very angry Witch knocking him out. Hermione undoes the spell turning the club back into her wand.

 

“Thanks, if you two hadn't gotten here I would have been in trouble.”

 

“Don't thank me; Monica is the one who ran over here for some reason.” Ginny was still confused by that but realized that it was a good thing she did.

 

“Mortimer told me a student was being attacked, he wouldn't have come to me if it wasn't serious. What happened to Harry was Voldemort really controlling him?”

 

“Yes, don't tell anyone ok? Help me get Harry to his bed.”

 

“Why do you need our help? Mobilicorpus.” Hermione was still hurt from the Cruciatus spell and wasn't thinking clearly so Monica used a spell to carry Harry to his bed.

 

“I have to tell Dumbledore, I am a Prefect, so are you Hermione.” Ginny was a little bit in shock; she had just about to be hit with the killing curse, and now it turned out a friend was being controlled by Voldemort.

 

“We can't talk here, Voldemort might still be listening.” The three girls walk out, Hermione leading them. “Harry is connected to Voldemort, Dumbledore wasn't sure how that worked but it looks like he was wrong about something.” Voldemort said he was always connected to Harry, did that mean he had seen Harry when they… Hermione got goose bums at the thought.

 

“So let's go tell Dumbledore, it's our job Hermione.”

 

“Ok, maybe Harry should go to Madam Pomfrey, I hit him hard.” She felt bad about it but it was Voldemort at the time, not Harry. They keep walking towards Dumbledore's office, Hermione knocks on the door when they get there.

 

“Yes Hermione, Ginny, and Monica?” The castle had whispered to him that they were coming, but not why they had come. The three walk in and Hermione sees Jim sitting in a chair.

 

“Uh Jim needs to leave, for this, it's important.” Jim nods and leaves without saying anything.

 

“What happened to Harry?” The three girls were shocked, could he read minds? All the time Hermione had spent she wasn't sure but this confirmed it to her, not realizing that if something serious needed to be talked about and Harry wasn't with them it most likely meant it concerned Harry.

 

“Voldemort possessed him!” Ginny blurted it out. Hermione elaborated.

 

“We were talking and Harry attacked me, Voldemort attacked me, he told me to join him or suffer.”

 

“And you chose to suffer, we know Voldemort can possess Harry when he…”

 

“No he can see what Harry sees; hear what he hears, without possessing him.” Hermione bit her lip, Dumbledore knew he had made another mistake and his face showed it, they never should have told Harry.

 

“So he knows now does he? Where is Harry?”

 

“In his room, I knocked him out when he turned his back on me.”

 

“I saw something behind Harry, it looked like a Shade, but I guess it was Voldemort.” The other two girls stare at Monica, there wasn't anything behind Harry, they would have seen it.

 

“Hmm, so he uses Halix Tempori when he possesses Harry, but why is he always watching what Harry does? Did he say?”

 

“Voldemort said he can't turn it off, he said he could control it at first but then couldn't. He tried to get rid of us but we know how that worked.” Amazingly to the girls Dumbledore chuckles.

 

“Tom always did do poorly in those subjects. If he paid more attention to Psycholynkios instead of just the physical powers of magic he could turn it off. But we know why he attacked you in Diagon Alley, and that we can protect Harry.” Dumbledore looks at Monica and Ginny. “Now you two aren't a problem but I must insist you tell no one about this, not family, not friends, not your boyfriend, no one. I could swear you to an unbreakable oath but I hope that will not be required.” They both shake their heads. “Good, this information is dangerous for Harry; imagine if others knew of this connection to Voldemort? Hermione when Harry wakes bring him here.”

 

“I was thinking I might need to take him to Madam Pomfrey, I hit him pretty hard.”

 

“Oh so you used a Muggle means of knocking a person unconscious, well when he wakes bring him here and if he needs any help I will make sure he gets it. When you leave tell Jim to come back in.”

 

“Jim? He was listening to us, what if he…” Hermione gets her wand out ready to make sure Jim knew what would happen if he told anyone.

 

“He won't Hermione, trust me.” Hermione puts her wand away and leaves with Monica and Ginny.

 

“Dumbledore wants to talk to you, if you tell anyone about what you heard so help me God I will…”

 

“I won't I swear, I would never do anything to get him in trouble.” Jim runs in quickly closing the door behind him.

 

“Gee Hermione remind me to never make you mad.” Monica laughs trying to ease the mood.

 

“He's a third year, he is in Gryffindor and on the Quidditch team, but if he tells anyone I will make sure he regrets it.” Hermione was showing that she to had a darkness in her, as did everyone, just some had more then others.

 

“Maybe we should wake Harry up, or bring him here now, if Voldemort sees and hears what Harry does then he might try and possess Harry again.” Monica, even though she was the only one without a Prefect Badge, was taking charge.

 

“Ok, let's go get Harry and bring him here.” The girls go and get Harry, Monica again using the Mobilicorpus spell to carry him, and bring him to the door that leads into Dumbledore's office.

 

A few minutes later Harry's eyes start to flutter. “What happened?”

 

“It's ok Harry, we brought you here.” The three girls take Harry into Dumbledore's office not even thinking of knocking. “He's awake.”

 

“Ah yes, Harry, sit still and listen to everything I say.” Harry nods not sure what was going on. “Tom, Voldemort, if you want to stop the connection just say these three words.” Dumbledore holds up a piece of paper so only Harry could see it. “And concentrate on closing your mind. You were able to shut me out so you should be able to shut Harry out, as close as you are, but still you aren't so weak that Harry could keep connected to you, are you?” Harry shook his head for a moment then heard a strange humming noise coming from inside his head.

 

“What's going on, I was in the Common Room with Mione then I am outside your office with a headache and now this.”

 

“Just wait Harry.” Dumbledore got out a stick that was split in three pieces then placed it in front of Harry's forehead. “Now Voldemort you shouldn't need the help but as you seem to be lingering…” Dumbledore could not believe he had been so foolish, to use something like Halix Tempori to control Harry, to be so weak as to not being able to shut off a connection like this, he never thought Voldemort could be so ignorant of magic. Finally the noise in Harry's head stopped. “Ah very good, now Harry to explain what has happened I think we need Hermione to tell us the whole story.”

 

“I uh, we were in the Common Room talking, and being together we started to kiss, but then Voldemort took control of Harry. He told me to join him or suffer, I told him no, he used the Cruciatus Curse on me.”

 

“So I have not trained you well enough.” Dumbledore had been training her, but he saw how she looked when she first came in, if she had been able to throw it off Voldemort would have done something else.

 

“It's not that Dumbledore I panicked, I didn't expect it, but he told me that he was unable to control the connection. Before he could but then he couldn't so he used a spell but then it broke, he saw everything, heard everything, and when we were in here he possessed Harry. He tricked me, we never should have told Harry.”

 

“What? I attacked you? Mione I'm so…”

 

“Don't say it Harry, you didn't attack me, Voldemort did. But as I was saying, then Monica and Ginny came in and distracted Voldemort. He gave them the same option, join him or die, Ginny said no so Voldemort was going to cast the killing curse but I stopped him.”

 

“He played us all Hermione; he did it so I would teach him how to stop it.” Now everyone else in the room looked at Dumbledore, Voldemort wanted to be caught? “Imagine having someone else in your head every day, surrounded by true friends, people who loved you, family. Now if you are someone who's closest friend is someone you can't trust, who is only your friend because he fears you, or hates their family and has no loved ones how this would feel. Tom was always ignoring magic at its purest form; he was much more into Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts. But the magic that connected you to him Harry was old, and neither dark nor light, but magic at the form that has existed since the dawn of time. He used a spell that allowed him to control you but while he did this he could do nothing more. He moves, you move, he casts a spell, you cast a spell, this was a spell that was left behind for more creative and less invasive means of controlling.”

 

“So he won't be in my head anymore?”

 

“He can still start the connection, but from now on your will hear it, and I will be able to see it. The spell I gave him had two parts, one to end the connection and one to give tells when he was connected.” Dumbledore was proud he thought of it in time, he may have `manipulated' Voldemort into doing it, but Voldemort was trying to manipulate him first. “Harry may I see your necklace?” Harry grabbed it, he only took it off to bath, sleep, or play Quidditch. “I will make it so Voldemort can no longer use Halix Tempori.” Harry takes it off and hands it to Dumbledore. He waves his wand over it not saying anything but using his great power to cast the spell without physically saying it, then hands the necklace back. “I am sorry I did not see it, I thought it was a much different connection, one that Voldemort forced, but it was not. I could have severed the connection a long time ago if I knew.”

 

“Dumbledore, you aren't perfect, no one is.” Harry felt violated, all those things he had done with Hermione, or just sitting around reading with her, all seen by Voldemort. Dumbledore was supposed to be the greatest wizard alive and yet he couldn't notice what Voldemort was doing. “I want to go lay down, my head hurts still.”

 

“I'm sorry about that Harry; I had to hit you to keep Voldemort from casting any spells.” Hermione grabbed his hand. “I panicked, I'm so sorry, I could have stopped him but I panicked.” Just like in her first year, and second, and third, and fifth. “It doesn't matter what I know if I can't use it when I need it, `I don't have any wood,' If I remember correctly.”

 

“Hermione you shouldn't need to know, need to act like that, but it would help if you remembered you were a Witch.” Harry chuckled trying to cheer her up.

 

“Are you kidding? She asked me and Ginny to help her carry you up to your bed. And what's this about not having any wood?” Monica to was trying to ease the situation.

 

“Long story involving a three headed beast named Fluffy and a carnivorous plant ending with my first, or second, encounter with Voldemort.”

 

“Fluffy? One of Hagrid's `babies'?” Ginny was getting into it making her own comment.

 

“If you four will please go back to your Common Room, don't go anywhere else. Keep an eye on Harry and say something if you hear the buzzing noise stop.”

 

“How did you know it was a buzzing noise?”

 

“Because I made it that way Harry, I can't read minds no matter how many times you say I can.” Dumbledore smiles at the group, he knew that Harry thought he could read minds like a book but he could not, at least not with everyone. “I have some work to do, been so busy helping my students, Headmaster McGonagall's students, I'll never get all these papers graded.” The four leave for the Common Room the three girls let Harry lay down on a couch when they get there.

“Sorry Mione I'm really tired.” Why he wasn't sure, all of a sudden, even the walk to the Common Room, seemed to drain all the energy he had.

 

“We should go to Madam Pomfrey, what if it's because I hit you?” Hermione bit her lip in concern.

 

“I'm just tired Mione, getting possessed by Voldemort probably did it.”