Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and the Other World ❯ Return to Hell ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: Return to Hell

 

Harry had no idea where to go; he had never been to Sirius's house and had no idea how to get there. His head hurt from when Amelia kicked him and the throbbing was getting worse. Harry walked around the city for awhile before getting too tired to walk anymore. “I need to go to the train station, go to Hogwarts, and then what? I didn't even last a week on my own, I'm pathetic.” Harry hit his head on the wall trying to jog an idea from his head. “I just hope I didn't get Amelia pregnant, I can't believe that, she didn't like me, she just wanted me because she thought I was rich.” He was actually but he wasn't thinking about that. “Take the spell off, they are still looking for you. You take the concealing spell off and they will find you.” The voice was back; Harry hadn't heard it for awhile and was glad it hadn't left him. Harry got his wand out and took the spell off followed by various pops and cracks as wizards and witches apparated around him.

 

“Harry! You escaped, oh they hurt you didn't they?” Molly Weasly went over and looked at Harry's forehead which had a bruise formed on it already from Amelia's kick.

 

“What? I just took the spell off.” Harry's head still throbbed and he wasn't thinking clearly.

 

“What? You disappeared from the train station, the Death Eaters kidnapped you didn't they?” Tonks was standing behind Harry. “Unless you aren't Harry… What was Sirius's other name?”

 

“Snuffles or Padfoot?” Harry realized it must seem strange for him to appear after a week.

 

“Ron knew that, you could be Ron using a Polyjuice potion, we have to hold you for at least an hour to make sure you aren't Ron.” Molly flinched every time Ron's name was said but kept her composure.

 

“Don't worry if you are Harry Potter we will take you to your house if you aren't, well, the Ministry won't have enough to identify you with.” Harry turned around and recognized the man.

 

“Lupin, I'm so sorry I ran away, I didn't want to deal with this anymore, I'm sorry I made you all worry.” Harry was grabbed by both arms and lifted off the ground.

 

“Just wait an hour before you start talking, we need to know if you really are Harry.” They dragged Harry roughly by his arms over to a building. “Sit there and don't move, we already cast an anti-apparation spell.” Harry did as he was told looking at the different people. He recognized most of them but a couple he had never seen before. Harry sat and waited, and waited, he looked at his watch a few times waiting for the hour to pass. Harry noticed Remus avoided looking at him while Molly and Tonks kept glancing at him. One of the people he didn't recognize just stared at him giving Harry the creeps. The hour was almost over, Harry was about to shout that it was really him, when Dumbledore arrived.

“Sorry it took me so long I had to get out of Hogwarts to apparate and I couldn't apparate here since it is a Muggle neighborhood. Harry?” Harry nodded, he wanted to apologize but wasn't sure if he could. “My dear child where have you been?” The person Harry didn't recognize stopped Dumbledore from getting closer.

 

“We don't know if he is the real Harry Potter, we are waiting an hour in case he was a Death Eater using a Polyjuice Potion.” Dumbledore waved the man away.

 

“I know Harry; this is him so you have no need to wait. Harry you look injured do you need anything?” Harry shook his head. “Well what happened? If you want you can come to Hogwarts with me or I could take you home.” Harry wanted to say something but the man Harry didn't recognize got his wand out and pointed it at Harry.

 

“Stay there, just eight more minutes and we will know if you are a Death Eater or really Harry Potter.” So Harry sat there wanting to hug Remus, Molly, Dumbledore, even Tonks. Harry hadn't realized how much he missed them, how much he missed this life. “Finally, I was getting worried for a minute, just a little longer and you would have missed the point.” Harry heard the voice and wasn't sure what it meant, maybe…

 

“When's Bill and Fleur's wedding?”

 

“Don't talk, three more minutes.” Harry sat and waited, the three minutes passed on his watch tick by tick. Hundred and eighty ticks later the hour was up.

 

“See? I'm me not Ron or some other Death Eater.” Harry stood up and gave Lupin a hug, then Molly, then Tonks. “I'm sorry I made you all worry I wanted to get away from all this but couldn't handle it.” Not to mention he got his ass kicked by a Muggle girl. “I'm so sorry, I wasn't kidnapped, I wasn't hurt or anything.”

 

“Then where did you get that bruise, and that cut?” Dumbledore was pointing at Harry's face.

 

“Uh, long story, don't want to talk about it.” Harry was already thinking of ways to edit his story, he had enough practice editing his life to Amelia.

 

“Well are you under the Imperius curse?” Harry shook his head. “Better make sure.” Dumbledore waved his wand over Harry's head making a light blue dust appear. “Ok are you under any other spells?” Harry again shook his head.

 

“Where did you get that watch?” Molly was pointing at Harry's watch.

 

“From a store, I bought it.”

 

“How? You hadn't gone to Gringotts and I know Muggles don't take our kind of money.” Molly was going into Mother mode. “You didn't steal it did you Harry?”

 

“No I paid for it with Muggle money, I used magic to make it.”

 

“That is a violation of Stature 15 of Appendix 4 of the Muggle Wizard Relations Code punishable by a fine up to 1500 Galleons and up to 3 months in Azkaban. Well, somewhere else since You-Know-Who destroyed it with dragons…”

 

“Dawdles this is not the time for that. Harry we couldn't find you, and if you did magic the Ministry would have detected it”

 

“I used a spell to cover that up, learned it from a book in the library. I took it off and that's when you all apparated, I didn't know where Sirius's house was so I was a bit lost.”

 

“That's very advanced magic Harry, but why did you do all this?” Dumbledore had asked the question the others wanted to ask.

 

“I'll tell you later Dumbledore, can I get some Tylenol for my headache?” The others stared at Harry blankly not knowing what Tylenol was. “Something for pain, my head hurts, so I want something to make it stop hurting.” Molly got her wand out and waved it in Harry's face causing the spot where Amelia had kicked him to go numb. “Thanks Mrs. Weasly.”

 

“It's the least I could do dear, after all you've done for my family it's the least I could do.”

 

“Well we need a portkey to take Harry to his house; that will do.” Dumbledore picked up a salt shaker. Waving his wand over and using an incantation turned it into a portkey, even though it looked the same. “Harry put your hand on it.” Harry did, nothing happened, that's when Dumbledore put his hand on it and Harry felt the hook behind his belly button just like every time he had used a portkey. The feeling left him as he landed in the middle of a large room filled with books and chairs.

 

“Where are we?” Harry looked around.

 

“Your house Harry, it appears we landed in the library.” Harry looked around his house, his library; this was Sirius's house and now his.

 

“Um Dumbledore since we are alone I'll tell you what I did, why I did it, please forgive me.” Harry felt horrible, all these people had been looking for him even after a week of being gone, and he had made Dumbledore worry about him.

 

“If you like Harry, the Grangers and young Starks are already asleep so we will not be disturbed.” Dumbledore took a seat as did Harry.

 

“I wanted to get away, from this, from everything. Voldemort had attacked the castle because of me, Ron had turned because of me, Cho, Michael, Professor Krats, and Sirius, they were all killed because of me so I decided I would leave. If I left the wizarding world then Voldemort wouldn't go after Hogwarts again, he wouldn't be after Hermione anymore. I put everything I had in my bottomless pouch and put Hedwig in Hagrid's care so I could leave when I got off the train. I wasn't thinking I didn't care how you or anyone else would feel; I just wanted to get away.”

 

“It's alright Harry, everyone needs to get away every now and then, although they usually tell someone where they are going and make arrangements. How did you like the Muggle world?”

 

“It was strange, I could use magic to make money so I got a motel room, some clothes, I ate out, and I went to a club. I met someone there and we went to their place, I stayed there for awhile until they found out I was a wizard and they kicked me out.” Literally, Amelia packed a pretty mean kick. “So I took the concealing spell off and you found me. I know I broke Ministry rules, and I broke school rules, and I shouldn't have done it, if she was a Death Eater pretending to be a Muggle she could have killed me in my sleep, I wasn't thinking.”

 

“She? Harry men have done many ignorant things around women since the beginning of time, you were alone in the Muggle world and found someone to be with. I'm guessing when she kicked you out she really kicked you out.” Damn it Harry forgot Dumbledore could read minds, Harry hoped Dumbledore hadn't seen his other thoughts when he was talking about Amelia. “You have a bed waiting for you, you need sleep, don't worry about the others we love you Harry, you gave us thirteen years of peace, you made friends with others, and Remus considers himself to be an Uncle to you, just give some of them time and they will forgive you for your rash behavior.” Dumbledore led Harry to his new bedroom opening the door, Harry was amazed, the bedroom was the size of the entire 5th year dorm room.

 

“This is all mine?” Dumbledore nodded. “Thanks for not yelling at me, I deserve it, I wasn't thinking…”

 

“Harry go to bed, we can talk more in the morning when the others arrive.” Dumbledore walked away leaving Harry to his new bedroom.

 

 

Harry woke up that morning in his new bed. It was a huge bed; it almost matched the size of the bed in the Muggles Studies room. “Hermione, what do I tell her?” Harry felt dirty, he had even dreamed about Amelia last night leaving a mess in his bed. He had to tell Hermione the truth, he had to, but she would hate him if he did. “If you lie and she finds out she will be a lot worse then telling her the truth.” The voice was back, and had a point. He told Hermione he would work with her on `it' yet he had slept with another girl, had enjoyed another woman, and had done something with them that he broke up with Hermione for doing it. “You didn't love her did you Harry? You love Hermione, you just had sex with the other girl, it wasn't love.” Would Hermione see it as that?

 

“Time to get up Harry.” It sounded like a man, probably Mr. Granger.

 

“Alright.” Harry threw the covers off and went to his bottomless pouch getting out some clean clothes. Harry saw three doors in the room, one that was the entrance, the other two he didn't know. Walking over to the first one he opened it up and found a closet. Going to the next door he found a bathroom, large tub, sink, toilet, basic bathroom. Harry showered quickly and changed into some clothes he had bought with Amelia reminding him of her, of the `good' times he had with her before she found out who he was. “How do Muggles and Wizards get married? Amelia hurt me when she found out what I was yet Muggles and wizards get married, and what a strange wedding that would be.” Harry tried to imagine a bunch of Muggles at a wizard wedding with chocolate frogs bouncing around, wizard banners flying around on their own, and other wizard things.

 

“Harry what the heck are you wearing?” It was Hermione. Harry looked down at himself, dark blue shirt, dark blue pants, dark blue socks and shoes.

 

“Clothes, you'd rather I come out here in my boxers?” Harry was shocked he had just said that, he shouldn't say that, especially with her parents sitting at the table. Hermione stood up and walked over to Harry hugging him hard.

 

“I'm so glad you're ok, you just disappeared and we didn't know where you were.” Hermione let him go and went back to her seat.

 

“So you are Harry Potter, Hermione has told us about you, and now we finally get a chance to sit down and talk.” Mr. Granger stuck his hand out, Harry shook it.

 

“Dad leave him alone he just got back last night.” Hermione started in on her toast after chastising her dad.

 

“I would like to get to know you Mr. Granger since we will be living in Sirius's house.” Harry wasn't going to call it his house, not yet anyways.

 

“I'm sorry to hear your God Father died, they've been holding his funeral until you were found, and it's Tom and Penelope, Pen for short.” Mrs. Granger, or Penelope, had given Harry very important information.

 

“He wasn't buried yet?” Harry couldn't believe he had almost missed Sirius's funeral, after never telling Sirius he loved him, he was glad he would finally have a home, so many other things and he nearly missed Sirius's funeral.

 

“No they said they needed to wait for you to be found. Something about the Will being read the same day and you had to be there for that.” Mr. Granger, Tom, answered Harry.

 

“Where's Monica?” Harry noticed the blond American wasn't at the table.

 

“Dobby took breakfast to her room, she doesn't like to come out of it much.” Dobby was here? He must have been the one to make breakfast.

 

“Well now that I am back when are they going to do it?” Tom shrugged his shoulders. “I'm sorry for making you all worry.” Harry looked around the table, it was almost like eating breakfast with a family.

 

“Don't worry Harry it wasn't your fault you got captured, I'm just glad you were able to escape.” Hermione went after her eggs.

 

“I wasn't captured, I ran away.” Hermione dropped her fork.

 

“You what? You ran away? Harry how could you! The Death Eaters are out there and you could have at least left a note!” Hermione slammed her hand on the table. “How did you do it?” Hermione didn't seem angry but curious when she said this.

 

“I learned a spell that allowed me to cover my magical signature or whatever, the book explained it better then I could. I do need to talk to you, alone.” Harry looked at the Grangers.

 

“Alright Harry but finish your breakfast first, you had to of had it hard out there.” Hermione had no idea; Harry wanted to not do this but had to tell Hermione the truth, better she learned the truth now instead of Harry letting something slip at a different time. Harry ate his breakfast quickly then took Hermione to the library closing the door.

 

“I'm so sorry Hermione, I was an idiot, I don't deserve to be forgiven but I'm sorry. I did some things I shouldn't have, I broke a bunch of laws, but Dumbledore got that taken care of. Of all the things I did they pale in comparison to one thing.” Harry braced himself for a slap. “I cheated on you, kind of. I know we aren't going out exactly but I promised to work with you on, you know, this.”

 

“What you kissed another girl? Harry I don't care I'm just glad you are ok, although that bruise does look nasty.” Hermione touched the bruise which was close to Harry's scar.

 

“No, I did more. The first time was an accident, I was drunk and Amelia took me to her apartment. But I had left this world behind, I didn't care about being a wizard anymore, I was trying to be a Muggle, I stayed with her, we did things.” There it was the slap.

 

“You shagged her? After all the shit you gave me you shag some slut on your first night out? Bastard!” Hermione slapped him again.

 

“I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't care about what I did, I didn't love her, I was just trying to escape, I didn't love her, she didn't love me, it was just sex. She kicked me out last night so…”

 

“I see how it is you would still be there if she hadn't kicked you out! I thought you loved me.” Hermione slapped Harry again.

 

“I do, kind of, I guess, but it wasn't that, it was just sex, I didn't care I was trying to leave this behind.” Harry couldn't dig himself out of the hole he had made.

 

“Oh you were running away from me? You hate me so much you tried to get away by shagging another girl? How could you Harry!” Hermione slapped Harry again harder this time.

 

“Not you, this, all of this. I didn't want to be a wizard anymore so I left the wizard world for the Muggle world. I was trying to be a Muggle, I went to a club, I drank, and I was trying to escape everything from here. Voldemort, Death Eaters, Ron, Hogwarts, everything that is the magical world.”

 

“You could have told me or anyone, we worried about you Harry, we thought the Death Eaters had killed you.” This time Hermione hugged Harry instead of slapping him. “How could you do that Harry?”

 

“I don't know, I wasn't thinking.” Harry hugged Hermione back. “I'm sorry I did that Hermione, please forgive me.”

 

“No.” This took Harry a few seconds to click.

 

“What?”

 

“You cheated on me; you say you love me but broke up with me because we had sex. Now you are asking me to forgive you for sleeping with another woman? You think you can use me like that, that I would be that easy? I will forgive you for leaving, for running away, but you slept with another woman, you said you loved me but you slept with another woman.” Hermione pushed Harry away and walked out of the living room.

 

Harry felt even worse, Hermione was mad at him, she should be Harry thought, but he had hurt her badly. He shouldn't have told her, Harry should have kept his mouth shut. “She'll forgive you, just give her time.” “Go away.” Harry didn't want to listen to the voice, it told him to tell Hermione the truth and now she hated him again. Harry went to his room to yell at himself some more.

 

A few hours later someone knocked at his door. “Come in.” Hermione came in with a cup of pumpkin juice.

 

“Harry you can't stay in here all day.” Harry figured he could, if he got thirsty he could use the sink in the bathroom, he didn't need pumpkin juice. “Look I won't forgive you for cheating on me Harry but I won't be mad. You told me the truth, you didn't have to, even though I wish you had lied it is better you told me the truth. Harry you are still my friend, I told you last year that if we broke up we could still be friends, remember?” Harry did, he wanted to make sure they wouldn't stop being friends. “So come out, look at your house, I can give you a tour, although we need to avoid Monica's room, she probably doesn't want to see you right now.” Hermione grabbed Harry's arm and led him out into the house.

 

An hour later Harry and Hermione were in the back yard sitting on a swing. “I can't believe it is so big, it looks small from the outside.”

 

“Magic Harry, like the tents at the Quidditch Cup we went to with the Weasly's.” It was nice out, warm, slight breeze, Harry liked the house, but still wasn't going to call it his house, it was still Sirius's. “Dumbledore stopped by earlier, Sirius's funeral will be held tomorrow, formal wear. I'm sorry Harry, Sirius could have been free, and you could have been living with him for a year if I had stopped Wormtail.” Hermione still felt bad about that, but Dumbledore said free Sirius, not stop Wormtail.

 

“It's ok Hermione, I didn't stop him either, and I told Remus and Sirius not to kill him. If I had let them do it Wormtail would never have escaped, he never would have found Voldemort, he never would have been able to come back if I hadn't let Wormtail live.” Harry had already gotten over it, mostly, knowing that Wormtail was in jail… “Wait, the one guy said Azkaban was destroyed, what happened to all the people there?”

 

“They escaped, Voldemort used the dragons he had stolen from the ranch earlier to attack Azkaban and fly the prisoners off the island. Right now they are keeping captured Death Eaters in some building at the Ministry, there were quite few caught after what Devin did.” Harry couldn't believe he had forgotten about Devin.

 

“Is he still…”

 

“Yes.”

 

“How's Monica?” Harry hadn't seen her, Hermione said they should just leave her alone for now when she gave him the tour.

 

“Bad, she eats and stays in her room all day.”

 

“How did Dobby get here?”

 

“Apparated, how else?” Harry looked at Hermione. “Oh Dumbledore figured the house would need someone to take care of the house since the old House Elf died a few weeks ago and Sirius hadn't gotten a new one. Dumbledore asked the House Elves at Hogwarts if any would volunteer to work at your house and Dobby nearly hurt himself getting Dumbledore to choose him. I made sure he got paid though, those poor elves, they don't get paid anything or take vacations.” Hermione went on about the plight of House Elves for awhile when Tom called them inside for lunch.

 

“How are we getting to Sirius's funeral tomorrow?”

 

“Port thingy, Hermione told us about it, you just touch the thing and when it activates it takes you somewhere else.” Portkey, Harry wondered where the graveyard was if they had to get there by portkey. “We have to be up by seven so we can take the port thingy at eight so get to bed early tonight.” Harry finished his lunch and started to leave. “Wait Harry.” Harry turned around. “We still need to talk to you, we are living in your house but was are the adults, there are rules you will follow and while our little girl says you two aren't together anymore I still want to talk to you about some things on that.”

 

“Alright Mr. Granger, but if it is about the birds and the bees I know about that.” It didn't come out exactly how Harry wanted it to.

 

“Hermione could you go check on Monica for us?” Hermione got the drift and left the table. “Now Harry Hermione told us you use to live with your Aunt and Uncle.” Harry nodded. “Well we had rules in our home and while again this is your house we are the grown ups. There are a few rules we would like for you to follow.”

 

“Ok sure.”

 

“First is in bed by eleven, you don't have to go to sleep, who knows how many times our little girl stayed up half the night reading some book, but in bed by eleven.” Harry nodded his head. “Second is well, not really important since you have the little goblin thing doing the house work, but still if you make a mess clean it up. Third is you are not to have a boy, well in your case a girl in your room alone past nine or be in one of the girl's room after nine. You can be out in the living room or wherever just not the bedroom.”

 

“Mr. Granger you don't have to worry about that we are just friends.”

 

“That doesn't matter you are still not allowed to have a girl in your bedroom past nine or be in one of the girl's room past nine understood?” Harry nodded. “Fourth is no magic, this house had some spell put on it so you could without being caught or something but still no magic, I don't need you doing something funny with magic.” Harry nodded his head again letting Mr. Granger continue. “And last but not least keep an eye out for our little girl, please?” This confused Harry.

 

“We know we aren't able to go to your school or other magic places so we can't keep an eye on Hermione but you can. You say you are still friends so please make sure our little girl is safe. We heard about what happened her second year there and we tried to keep from going but she didn't agree is putting it lightly.” Mrs. Granger was standing behind her husband hands on his shoulders.

 

“Ok, I agree, I guess.” Harry really wasn't worried, they were simple rules to follow, but the Grangers weren't done yet.

 

“Now Harry you say you are just friends but you are teenagers and I remember what it was like to be a teenager, for Gods sake don't make me a grandfather at my age.” Harry would have laughed if Mr. Granger hadn't said it so seriously.

 

“Don't worry we aren't doing that anymore.”

 

“What! You mean you…” Harry had to save himself fast.

 

“We aren't going out anymore is what I meant not what you are thinking. We are just friends, we tried being a couple and it didn't work, so we are friends.” Harry prayed they accepted that.

 

“Alright, if I find out you two did that well, she may be growing up but no matter how old she gets I will still be her father.”

 

“Mr. Granger you aren't going to find out because there is nothing to find out about.” Harry lied, he felt bad, but if he told the truth Hermione and he would be in trouble. “Can I go now?”

 

“Alright Harry go on now.” Harry got up and went into the hallway running into Hermione.

 

“You were listening the whole time?” Hermione nodded. “Well, uh, I lied to them about the one part, of course you know that, I mean.”

 

“Thanks Harry, I don't need my Mom and Dad yelling at me for being irresponsible and all that.”

 

“Ok, and we are just friends right, we aren't going to try and work on us like I said I'd do on the train and stuff, right?”

 

“Harry if you think I would ever let you touch me like that again after what you did stop now it will never happen Harry.”

 

“Alright just making sure, I'm glad we are still friends and if that's all that we will be then I am happy, I don't need to lose another friend for some stupid reason.”

 

“You're saying our relationship was stupid?” Harry had done it again.

 

“That's not what I meant Hermione. Look, just forget I said it alright? It's over, we are over, why dwell on the past.”

 

“Those who fail to learn from the past are doomed to repeat it, we shouldn't forget it happen Harry, I liked us being that, but then someone had to ruin it.”

 

“I'm sorry for that ok Hermione? I did something incredibly stupid, I already know it was stupid, and I'm still sorry that I hurt you.”

 

“It wasn't all you Harry, Ron messed with us, and I did do some stupid things. I'm sorry I kept pressuring you Harry it's just you know, Lavender, Pavarti, the other girls, they would talk about how great it is and how they liked doing things with their boyfriends and I just wanted to experience it too.” Harry was surprised, he was to blame but Hermione was trying to take some of it.

 

“I forgive you Hermione, I was able to control myself and so were you, it wasn't until Ron did what he done that we lost control.” Harry could at least take the blame off Hermione since he had been the one to screw everything up.

 

“Alright, Harry, I'm sorry about everything, I'm sorry that all this stuff happens to you, it's not your fault it happens but it happens. I wish I could do something about it Harry, bring Ron back, bring Sirius back, but I can't.” Hermione hugged Harry then let go. “What are you going to do tomorrow? Are you giving the Eulogy?”

 

“I don't know, I didn't know Sirius very well, Remus will probably do it.” Harry never got the chance, damn Death Eaters. I don't know what to do, I barely got to know him and the Death Eaters took him away from me, but I can't get revenge on them since they used Remus to do it.”

 

“You shouldn't worry about revenge; you shouldn't think about that, it will only lead to more pain.” Harry didn't care, he wanted revenge, he wanted it for Cho, for Sirius, for his parents, for everyone hurt by Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

 

“When was Cho's funeral?” Harry had watched her end her own life, ordered by Ron to do it.

 

“They aren't having one.” This got Harry's attention. “They never found her body, her parents aren't going to have a funeral since they think she is still alive.” She wasn't, Harry had seen it with his own eyes.

 

“Professor Krats?”

 

“They had it already, we took Monica to it. Professor Snape gave the Eulogy, I think they were dating before she died, he said he loved her and started to cry.” Harry couldn't believe it, Professor Snape crying? But if they loved each other it would explain why Professor Krats threw her self in front of the Killing Curse, not because she was the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

 

“I could have stopped it, I should have known something was wrong, every time I touched Ron my scar hurt, Dumbledore thought I was picking up on people's emotions, I thought I was picking up on your hatred for me but it must have been Ron. He was jealous of me being in the Triwizard competition, he was jealous of me for having money, fame, I thought he had gotten over it but he hated me, I never saw it.” Harry thought Ron was his Brother instead Ron was a traitor.

 

“Harry it was Voldemort, you can't stop him, the only wizard Voldemort fears is Dumbledore. If Voldemort wants something done he does it, you can't stop it.”

 

“What about the attacks? I'm sure Voldemort wanted the Ministry, the school, and he failed there.”

 

“He got Azkaban, several wizard families, killed dozens of students, killed nearly a dozen trained Aurors, that's a victory for Voldemort. People are scared again, people are afraid of going outside, people are afraid of their own shadows, and people are scared of choosing a side.”

 

“They should be, Voldemort is younger then Dumbledore, if he waits another ten years Dumbledore will die of old age leaving Voldemort with no equal. I have no choice, I have to choose Dumbledore's side, Voldemort wants me dead.”

 

“You shouldn't say that Harry, Voldemort will fall again, long before Dumbledore does.”

 

“You hope, you are a Muggle born, you will be killed too if Voldemort wins. It doesn't matter that you know me, are my friend, Voldemort would kill you anyways. You knowing me will just gives him an extra kick when he does.”

 

“It won't happen Harry, Dumbledore will stop him, there is the Ministry, the Order, they are trying to stop him and his followers. You haven't read the papers, over forty Death Eaters were captured after the attack, hundreds of Trolls were killed, the Giants left England for the main land, and support for Voldemort was dropped by most of the werewolves. In one attack Voldemort lost hundreds of supporters!”

 

“He'll get them back; he'll get them and more. Voldemort was able to turn Ron against his family, his friends; do you really think he won't get them back?”

 

“Harry I don't want to fight alright? I'm going upstairs to check on Monica.” Hermione turned around and left Harry in the hallway.

 

“It's not a fight it's the truth.” Harry went the other way to the library. Going through the shelves Harry got out a book on offensive spells and read it until it was time to go to bed. Laying down in his new room Harry thought about tomorrow, he was going to see Sirius one last time, and started to cry.