Friendship
The Meeting (Part 2)
Friendships are made at the strangest time and with the strangest people and things. Harry/Tonks. Harry finds out some things about himself, and Tonks learns more about Harry. Post OoTP
SH-telepathy
Harry-telepathy
Dumbledore-telepathy
Harry angrily got up from his place on the floor that Ginny had left him. Wands were immediately trained on him once more. 'Resting', the bastard was resting while I am being tortured by his order. Harry could not wait to get his hands around that bastard's neck. But he realized sadly that there was no way he was going to get to Dumbledore without losing some body-part. As if sensing Harry's motive, the Order members quickly began enclosing him, Harry's temper flared. He hated to be shut in places.
Harry snarled at the approaching Order members, causing some to falter. He had his wand but he should really start using his wandless magic abilities. He did not want to use that unless absolutely necessary. A last action of comeback was for what his powers were. But what in the name of hell is taking Dumbledore so long to get up.
Harry was seriously getting pissed off now. He wanted to yell into their connection for Dumbledore to get up, but that would could risk irritating SH. He was a real bitch about things like interruptions. That left only one thing to do.
Harry put his head down and squared his shoulders.
"Damn it, Dumbledore, get your barmy, maniacal arse up." He yelled at the top of his voice. He did not dare raise his eyes to see the reactions his shouting had made. To be honest, he was scared now. But that ended when he was grabbed roughly behind.
It was like going in slow motion. He felt someone squeezing him from behind. One strong arm attached itself to his neck. The pressure was enough to snap his neck. The amount of force and power holding and strangling him easily quickly gave away his attacker's identity. The raw supernatural power was held only by the undead, as Harry remembered from a book, and of course werewolves. Damn Dumbledore, why won't he wake up, Harry thought angrily as he was driven to the ground. Bolts of pain flashed through his body as his ribcage was collapsing under the pressure. Tears of pain began to fill his eyes.
"How dare you, you-." A surprisingly familiar chuckling interrupted Remus' growling.
"Oh, let the boy go." Harry used every ounce of power inside of him to turn his head. The tears in his eyes were increasing as the pressure on his arms and chest suddenly disappeared. He glared blearily at the spot in which the chuckling was heard from.
After a few moments of blinking, he saw sitting in that spot in a very undignified manner was Albus fucking Dumbledore. Who was very much alive, Harry sarcastically regarded. Several startled people exclaimed his name in shock. Others sunk to the ground in a faint. Harry was not sure whether they were overwhelmed with relief, shock, or guilt. He really did not care.
"D-Dumbledore!" Remus said from behind Harry. Harry tried sitting up and even though he succeeded, it was quite painful. He turned to face the pale werewolf.
"Yes it's Dumbledore, you fucking supernatural nitwit." Remus reared back in shock. Dumbledore too. Harry tried standing but failed. He recovered by trying to get life back into his arms and legs by shaking them.
"Now young Harry, no need for name calling." Dumbledore said in his serious and chastising voice. Harry's anger rose alarmingly. He was aware of his telepathic connection to SH opening. He opened his mouth to yell, only to have SH take it over.
"Don't you 'now young Harry' me. You weren't the one who was nearly beaten to a bloody pulp by some morbid inhuman half-wolf." Harry took control for a moment. "I'm starting to see Madam Umbridge's way of thinking." SH took control as Harry watched the stunned and guilty faces around him. "You, Dumbledore, weren't thrashed by some over-reactive, high-tempered red-heads. And let's not forget the fact that I was spit upon by that mudblood of a bitch, Granger!" Dumbledore gasped in shock at both Harry's language and the brutality of his Order.
"All because they were senseless enough to think I would kill you." He stood tall, ignoring the bolt of hot pain that raked through him. He let the emotions he felt channel through him causing even Dumbledore to move back and stand up.
"Harry I-." Remus started touching his arm. He was once again blown into the dome's golden barrier. Harry took control of his body once more.
"Don't you dare touch me you two-faced treacherous piece of vermin. You should have died with that asshole Wormtail." Harry turned to face Dumbledore and saw his anger rivaled on Dumbledore's features.
"Don't even think about it Dumbledore," He said causing Dumbledore's mouth to snap shut. Ron in his impeccable need to impress Hermione tried to avenge her.
"Apologize to Hermione." He said pompously. SH made Harry, surprisingly, pocketed his wand and stand completely defenseless before them. Ron could not miss taking a shot at me while I'm unprotected. Harry realized this was SH's objective.
"I will not apologize but I would like to see you try and make me." Harry felt that SH had insurmountable control over him, and he liked it.
He might not have liked what SH said about Hermione but they all needed to be taught a lesson. He let SH take absolute control before he remembered that SH needed to be fighting outside the dome.
Don't worry Harry, I'm having fun in both bodies. Harry felt SH smirk mentally. I'm about to have even more fun in your body though. Oh Merlin! He heard SH laughing again.
Do what you must Mr. Potters, just don't hurt them too much. Dumbledore said through the link.
Ron stepped forward and yelled:
"IMPERIO." Harry was surprised with everyone else, but SH was not and Harry's face did not show surprise.
Can we hurt him now?
SH and Harry watched as the curse neared Harry's body. It was so weak however that it dissipated before it even reached Harry's body. SH merely blinked.
"RON!" Several people shouted. SH smiled causing Harry to pry into his thoughts and see what he was up to.
"Wow, that wasss... powerful." SH said laughing quietly in a replica of Voldemort's voice. Ron turned red. "That wasss you first try at the Dark Artsss, I can tell. But let me ssshow you what a master can do." SH raised Harry's wand at Ron who went pale. Dumbledore stood before Ron and spoke to SH, not Harry.
"SH leave Harry's body and go to your own." SH reared back a little, in shock.
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" SH said making his voice as snake-like as Voldemort's. "But sssince I have better thingsss to do..." He trailed off and made Harry cast a wandless spell.
The spell went around Dumbledore and threw Ron on his feet and several feet in the air into Hermione and a few other Order of the Phoenix members. Everyone's wands were once again steadied on Harry. But everyone was too confused to do anything.
"You keep a better grip on your Order membersss, Dumbledore, or you might lose a few. Especially the mudblood, ssshe sssickensss me." SH hissed to Dumbledore, who nodded.
Harry reeled at the sudden exclusion of SH. And just before he steadied himself he was hit with SH's memories. Memories of what SH had done when they first arrived on the field flooded in their connection. Harry was surprised at SH's calm demeanor. It puzzled Harry to no end that SH could be facing death and still manage to exert a good composure. Voldemort's reaction to his sister's name caused Harry to gasp, mentally of course. He was so into SH's memories that he did not notice SH use him to launch another spell at the Order. SH caught them by surprise as their wands disappeared. SH smiled evilly.
"Voldemort should be pleased."
"SH, GO." Dumbledore ordered.
SH what are you doing? And where is Harry? Dumbledore asked mystified.
I'm here Dumbledore, I'll be out in a moment. Harry said.
Don't worry Dumbledore, I'm just going to scare them.
"Wow, if taking your wandsss wasss that easssy, Voldemort could have taken over a long time ago," SH said in the hissing voice. Several members went for their second and emergency wands, only to find those gone as well.
"What do you think you're doing, Potter?" Hermione growled. SH smiled at her.
"Niccce of you not to call me Harry, I abhor hisss name. Anyhow, I'm just dessstroying your wandsss." Everyone's eyes went wide. "After all, Matron Weasssley did destroy Harry's." Dumbledore looked to Mrs. Weasley as she hung her head, "which," SH continued, "is a crime. But 'I'll let the Ministry handle it'." SH said mocking Hermione once more.
"Give us our wands and leave." Dumbledore said exasperatedly.
Harry was once more reeling from SH making a sudden departure. He planted his feet steadily and shook his head to clear away the void that SH had just occupied.
"Sorry about that Dumbledore, he really wanted to... um meet, Hermione and Ron." Harry waved his hand and wands appeared back into their owner's hands.
"Who is SH?" Someone asked. Harry did not answer. They would probably think I'm crazy. He thought as rubbed his aching temples.
"He is no one you should worry about." Harry said.
"Headmaster what's going on?" Mrs. Weasley asked clearly expecting a straightforward answer.
"You will have to ask Harry." He said turning to glare at his Order. " But what I want to know, is why you reacted the way you did. I expected my Order to hear the hidden meaning in my words or at least keep an open mind. SH's words along with mine clearly showed that it was and act to ensure protection for you. It's hard for me to believe that you acted the way you did. I am ashamed." Harry stared at Dumbledore for a moment and saw the sadness in his bare blue eyes.
"If you knew you should have told us so-." Ron started angrily. Harry sighed and spoke in a tired voice.
"Voldemort would have picked it up, he is a smart man you really shouldn't underestimate him." Harry said as Ron glared at him. Harry saw a little paleness creeping up Ron's face. Ron was about to say something when Dumbledore spoke.
"Harry is right. Voldemort would have seen right through. Not everyone here can hide his or her emotions. He would have seen right through the facade. Besides, Mr. Weasley, we did not prepare for this-." Harry interrupted Dumbledore.
"You didn't, but SH and I did," Harry said.
"Who is SH?" Someone demanded.
"None of you goddamn business!" Harry yelled with an explosive sigh at the end.
"Language." Dumbledore said with a smile. Harry glared at him.
"Headmaster, with all of the stuff Harry said out there," Mrs. Weasley said pleadingly, "how was it possible not to believe he killed you." Harry's anger flared. The rest of the Weasley's rushed to Mrs. Weasley's defense.
"You know Molly, I expected something better out of all of you." Dumbledore said with a glare. "It amazes me that Harry and SH, two sixteen year-olds, are able to comprehend better that a group of adults. I am mortified that-." Harry once again interrupted him.
"Give it a rest Dumbledore." Harry said. "And for your information Mrs. Weasley, it wasn't me saying that stuff out there. And even if it was, you should have seen through it." He paused to catch his breath. "Still though, I find it funny you say that you could believe what was said out there-,"
"I didn't say that-."
"Oh, but you did. 'Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks'. You said that you could believe, with all of the things SH said out there, that I was going to the dark side. There is a thing called acting. You know, when you pretend you have different character or are a different person. I find it funny that the every person in this dome believed I had gone dark without even thinking of the possibility that it was acting of diversion."
"No offense Dumbledore, but it must be said that, without you as the head, the Order of the Phoenix would be like a chicken without a head. No pun attached. It seems to me that everyone seems to look to you for reaction instead of thinking on his or her own. Pathetic." Harry finished up.
"How dare you. You are just jealous that Dumbledore can lead a group and you can't." Ron said. Harry started laughing.
"Other than the fact the you whole statement was completely irrelevant to this conversation, you Ron Weasley have some balls to call me jealous." Ron went red. "Hey that rhymed, 'balls to call', I have to use it more often." Dumbledore smiled at Harry's joke. Harry went serious suddenly. "You know, I just realized why everyone uses 'Gryffindor' as a insult. It really is an insult. No Gryffindor ever, including my old self, thinks out of the box. We never think outside what is planted right before our eyes. Stupidity!" Harry exclaimed as Ron bared his teeth at him.
"So, you're turning against your own house. How Slytherin." Dumbledore raised his wand to Ron to intercept any spells sent Ron's way.
"Thanks, I take that as a compliment since I was almost placed in Slytherin." Harry smiled sweetly at the astonished looks he was receiving.
"Harry ease up on them. You know how they are." A new person said. Ginny approached Harry with Tonks and Draco on stretchers floating behind her. Harry nodded a greeting.
"How are they doing?" Harry asked ignoring the looks he and Ginny were receiving.
"They are doing fine. I'm just having a problem flushing some things out of their systems." She said clearly not wanting to indulge farther into this conversation.
"What's inside of them?" Harry asked stepping towards Ginny threateningly. His advances didn't even stir her.
"Several potions. Thank heavens Madam Pomfrey made me carry around that 'Healer Helper Kit' it has everything I need to keep them stable." Harry gave her a look. "Okay, I'm going to regret this. They have dark, darker than dark potions in them. I'm doing my best to keep from activating the spells on them." She sighed and began casting some medicated spells on the two.
"Spells w-what spells?" Harry asked feeling the blood rushing from his face.
"Death activation spells." Harry began to swoon. Dumbledore rushed forward and caught Harry before he hit the ground. With the barest of glances, Ginny threw an Enervating Spell at him.
"How did you get them?" Hermione asked Ginny.
"Harry brought them, or should I say, this Harry brought them." Dumbledore was so shocked that he dropped the equally shocked Harry.
"How did you know?" Harry asked her curiously.
"I, unlike everyone else here, knows a diversion act when I see it. It must be the fact that I housed a Slytherin in my head for a year." Ginny and Harry laughed causing Ron to make a ugly face, "that plus the fact that you look completely bewildered when they accused you of killing Dumbledore when you were supposed to be the one to cast the spell." She paused from pouring potions down Tonks and Draco's throats. Some gasped at the fact that there was a Malfoy there, but they thankfully did not say anything. "I also went through your memories when you spoke to me telepathically." All Harry could do was nod at her brilliance.
" 'Telepathically'! Harry isn't telepathic." Hermione said dubious. "And what are you talking about?" Ginny was disconcerted as she spoke to Harry.
"You mean they didn't know?" Harry blushed.
"No what?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Well, I don't tell them everything." Harry said shrugging his shoulders at the glares sent his way.
"What else have you've been hiding?" Ron asked slipping an arm around Hermione.
"What have you?" Ginny asked to the now blushing duo.
"May I tell them Harry?" Dumbledore said with a mischievous smirk. Harry rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Well, you see-." The dome flashing colors interrupted him. Harry recognized it immediately.
"What's happening Harry?" Dumbledore asked worriedly.
"Someone's trying to Apparate in. Apparently they are trying to apparate into the safest part of the field. And that would be the dome." Some members were beginning to get worried; other's remained vigilant.
"Are they..." Dumbledore trailed off not knowing exactly how to phrase what he wanted to say.
"They must be on the light side if they want to go to the safest part of the field." Hermione said in her know-it-all voice. Several people began laughing at her.
"You know Potter, I'm starting to see what you see." Alastor Moody. The others continued laughing as Hermione turned to Dumbledore for help. Harry laughed at her expression as she saw Dumbledore making faces at her. Many others began laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" She said to the others, clearly not wanting to blame Dumbledore for their actions.
"I'm sorry but... You know what I'm not sorry. But those faces were hilarious and what you said was purely stupid." Harry said.
"No it wasn't, it was logic it was-." Hermione started.
"...Stupid. How do you know if it isn't Voldemort trying to find where the hideout was and trying to gain entrance." Hermione turned red as people continued laughing this time at her feeblemindedness.
"OH, I didn't see that." She said abashed.
"You shouldn't use the 'it's logic' phrase anymore. Just because smart Ravenclaws say it and you consider yourself to be as smart as them doesn't mean you should say it." Hermione was too shocked to say anything.
"SO, are you going to see who it is. It could be help." Ginny said.
"Everyone needs to be ready first. CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" He yelled so suddenly that the only person who did not jump was Moody. Several people began laughing. He gave what Harry perceived as a smile.
"Good one, Potter."
"Thanks Professor." Harry said innocently. Moody growled causing a few people to step away. Dumbledore, who Harry was sure to be shaking with laughter and shock, rushed to the dome's golden barrier. He touched it and followed Harry's mental instructions on how to let others into the dome.
In the center of the dome, the ground began to light up with a bright yellow. Those inside that area immediately moved and steadied their wands. With a resounding boom followed by an ear-piercing crack, many official-looking people appeared. The Ministry of Magic had arrived. Harry hated to say so, but he was glad they were here. He needed more people to verify what happened today. And who better than those who were going to try and oppose it in the first place. Harry thought sarcastically.
"Minister Fudge, we were just about to begin." Dumbledore said cheerfully.
"Dumbledore, what are you...what do you mean with...I mean-."Damn can't that man make a single sentence in Dumbledore's presence? I've seen flustered first years do better. Maybe I shouldn't compare him to a first year.
"Yes, you should not, it is an insult to the first years." Dumbledore said before clasping a hand on his mouth.
"Stay out of my mind you lemon-drop-sucking-lunatic." Harry said glaring at Dumbledore who had the audacity to blush.
Several people looked at the two with unshielded concern. The Minister and the officials looked around at the dome with question. And sure enough they began asking questions.
Harry ignored them and walked over to the dome's barrier. Using SH's gift of magic weaving, he caused the dome to show what was happening outside, like it was before he arrived in it. When he had first arrived he accidentally took of the spell that allowed them in the inside of the dome to see what was happening in the outside. In order for them to fully comprehend what happened.
Outside was SH and he was, put frankly, kicking Death Eater ass.
"He never waits." He said in kind of stage whisper.
Dumbledore launched into the story. Almost immediately some, mainly Ron, and Hermione, were skeptical. Dumbledore with the killing curse...
"I'm sorry, Professor, but it's hard for me to believe any of that rubbish." Hermione said pointing to Harry. "Harry is not one to think of plan before he does something, may I remind you of Sirius." Dumbledore quickly stunned Harry three-times with the strongest Stunning Spells known to man.
"Ms. Granger, I would beg you not to do that again. Mr. Potter could have possibly-." He stopped as Harry began to stand up. He was too shocked to do anything for a moment but when his senses came back to him he shouted:
"MULIO STUPENIO."
A bolt of lightning hit Harry in the chest and threw him back a few feet he finally fell. Dumbledore knew it was only temporary. He turned to Hermione and began to lecture her when Fudge stopped him.
"Dumbledore, don't you see. She and the Weasley boy are jealous. It's the same with Weatherby. When they think they've bested Mr. Potter and he comes back with vengeance." Fudge said causing Ron and Hermione to blush. "Mr. Potter could beat anyone once his puts his head to it. He does great things when he puts his head to it. And he does it without them. That is why they are angry."
"Thanks for sticking up for me, Minister." Heads snapped surprised at Harry staggering trying to regain composure. Dumbledore sighed.
"Mr. Potter could you at least pretend my spells have an effect on you." Suddenly Harry stood straight and walked gracefully.
"I was, didn't you see the limp."
"Yet another thing to add to the 'Supernatural Potter List', eh." Minister Fudge said breathlessly. Harry suddenly collapsed bonelessly. "I guess not." Several Order and Ministry Officials laughed.
"Minister you believe all of this?" Hermione soon laughed. "Look who I'm asking, you couldn't tell the truth if it hit you in the face."
SMACK.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh bounced off of the dome's barriers. The thought of Ginny Weasley slapping Hermione in the face, causing her head to snap around was forever plastered in the minds of those who witnessed it.
Harry and SH are going to hate the fact that they missed this. Dumbledore thought with a shocked expression plastered on his face.
"I hit you Hermione. Do you see the truth now?" Ron was too stunned by his sister's act of violence to do anything. When he returned to his senses he confronted his sister.
"Ginny, what's gotten into you." Ron rushed to Hermione's aid to comfort her. Ginny snarled and lunged at him. Several Ministry officials held her back from beating the shit out of her brother. They really did not want to especially after the vibrant hand-print she left on Hermione's face. Eventually she calmed down somewhat and they let her go, three seconds later no one was around her.
"Ron for once in your miserable, jealous-filled life see with your eyes' and your mind instead of with your dick and pleasures." Several people made noises like 'ooh' and "you tell 'em girl".
"GINEVA MOLLY WEASLEY!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed in shock. She was about to start lecturing Ginny when Ginny rounded on her.
"Oh, don't you dare stick up for him. You knew that that bitch Hermione was controlling his life and clouding his vision since you agreed to allow them to start dating two years ago. I should have told Ron and Harry about what you were going to do to them." Mrs. Weasley turned a fair shade of purple.
"Ginny shut up." Mrs. Weasley said. Ginny shook her head 'no'.
"You filled me and Hermione's heads with that rubbish 'women in control of their men's lives'. You wanted Ron under control because you knew he would warn Harry about that plan of yours." Ginny said stalking towards her mother.
"Ginny you shut your mouth right-." Mrs. Weasley started and pointed her wand at her daughter.
"I won't, you can try to silence my but you can't silence the truth. I know what you did to Ron his fourth year. You filled Ron's head with jealous thoughts about Harry knowing it would put Hermione in the in-between area. You wanted those to together so that Harry would be all-alone. Then you would throw me at him. He would see me as his only confidant and he would be yours to manipulate. But I bet you were mad when Ron and Hermione went back to Harry's side and Hermione started to like him." Mrs. Weasley was blushing like there was no tomorrow.
"I remember you telling Dumbledore to let Harry be alone after the Cedric thing. Dumbledore took your advice and went farther with it thinking the farther away from Harry the more protected everyone was."
"Ginny you-."
"Only me and Sirius saw through it. Because, you know what mom, I told him. I told him so that he could protect Harry from you. But there was nothing we could do. Harry wouldn't believe us. You already let Hermione and Ron get together. I had to sit back and watch you do your dirty work. Oh, you have no idea how overjoyed I felt when Harry started liking Cho. When Christmas came and you approached me and Hermione with that 'women in control of their men's lives' crap. Hermione knew something funny was going on, but no she couldn't believe me. 'Mrs. Weasley would never do that' she said. She began working behind the scenes on Ron."
"Then it came, I knew it was coming. That long speech about how happy I would be with Harry and how cute Harry was and how good we looked together. Oh, how I glowed with happiness, I almost forgot about your plan. Then I heard about Harry and Cho's short relationship, I almost passed out with contentment. Then my mind clasped down on the notion of what I would be getting into. One good thing that came out of me having a Slytherin in my head for a year was looking into pros and cons."
"If I did what you wanted, where would the love be? He would be a mummy under my control. He would have been mine. But would he be truly happy? He would think he was, but would he be. Would I be truly happy? I would be in control of all that is his, but would I be happy? No."
"If I let Harry go and found someone else, he would be happy and I would too, even if it was partial content. And I did what I felt right, I went out with two different guys who, while made me laugh, never made me happy." Ginny stopped here. She smiled a tearful smile at the now, very awoke, Harry.
"Harry saw me unhappy. He was happy with Tonks and I was unhappy. So what did he do, he set me up with a friend of his. He is a great guy. Whilst his public attitude may disgust you, he is a very loving man, mom and I love him." Ginny said to her publicly denounced mother. "Oh but don't worry, I have a firm grip on him." Harry noticed her grabbing Draco's hands tightly. He saw his friend's hand squeeze hers back. "And he has an even firmer grip on me and I like it." Harry cough causing Ginny and the pretending-to-be-asleep Draco to let go of each other's hands.
"Ginny one thing you never ever do, is talk about your sex-life in front of your headmaster and Minister of Magic." Harry shook his head and Ginny blushed a perfect burgundy color as she saw the faces around her.
"Go on Harry ruin my rant." Ginny pouted. She looked upon her mother's face and hers dropped.
"You will tell everyone that what you said was a lie." Her mother said through clenched teeth. Ginny stood confidently.
"I will not. I don't care how you treat me when, IF, we get home. But I refuse to listen to your and Hermione's nonsense about Harry lying. I, like I always have, will go by what I know." She bounded over to Hermione and forcibly turned her head towards the now transparent barrier.
"If you don't believe me, Harry, and Dumbledore, look out the dome's barrier and tell me we were lying."
Heads turned and mouths droppedfor the hundredth time todayas the once golden-hued wall was now transparent allowing them to see the one-sided battle raging. And there were at least one hundred Death Eaters. But that was not what made their mouths drop to their knees, it was the fact that there was one person fighting the Death Eaters. And that man was winning by a long shot. Death Eaters were being flung and killed left and right.
One Death Eater was flung into the dome's barrier. He began to slide down slowly, when suddenly he was catapulted right back at the man. The man sent out a spell and the Death Eater exploded before he reached the man. Several people turned green. Harry began laughing uproariously.
"I never thought that physical defense ward would work. I bet SH did that to test the wards." Harry said shaking his head.
"Death Eater... exploding." Minister Fudge murmured before he fainted. Sadly no one caught him and Ginny was made to heal the bump growing on the side of his head.
The scene was barbaric. The man stunned a Death Eater and instead of doing something horrid with him or her, he brought the Death Eater closer to the dome. He put a few shielding charms around him and the Death Eater. Soon he conjured of a magical brick wall to stop and Unforgivables from getting in. As he neared everyone received a closer detailed image of the man. He looked like the carbon copy of Harry!
"Bloody Hell!" Ron exclaimed so loud that Harry was sure that those outside the dome heard him as well, despite the hundreds of magic wards separating them.
"Ron don't get your hopes up, it could be a illusion." Hermione said softly.
"That is the smartest thing I've heard from you yet, Granger." Harry said. "But please be quiet I want to hear. Which reminds me, Dumbledore sound please." Harry said before conjuring a few pool chairs. I hate standing for too long.
You're not the only one. Harry heard Dumbledore say as Dumbledore was tampering with the wards.
You're not the only one, what? SH asked.
Dumbledore was telling me I wasn't the only one who didn't like standing up too long.
Really, I don't mind the exercise. You really are getting lazy Harry. Maybe you should take up exercise. People shouldn't be able to tell apart because one of us is ripped and the other is scrimpy-looking. He shut off the connection before Harry could say something.
"You know, I really do need to start exercising." Harry said to Dumbledore, who had come back from letting sound infiltrate to dome. Dumbledore chuckled and adjust his chair with his wand before easing down into it with a relaxing sigh.
"You make it sound like you've been doing something Dumbledore. You weren't the one who had to fight off four strong stunning spells."
"Thus says the sixteen year-old. You weren't the one who had to cast those strong stunning spells and another thing; I'm one hundred and forty-three. Give me a break." Dumbledore said with a smirk.
"I could give you 'a break' just by shaking your hand." Harry laughed. He and Dumbledore began to argue back and forth till Ginny yelled:
"Shut it you two, I'm trying to listen." She said as she subconsciously let go of the half-healed Minister of Magic, causing him to once more hit his head.
"Yes Ginny." They said at the same time before shared a brief look of mirth and looked through the dome's walls to the scene on the outside.
"I know you can be saved, meaning you're not all dark, therefore I won't kill you." SH said, his voice much like Harry's only with a slight, but unmistakable, hissing.
"H-how do you know that." The Death Eater asked. He sounded like a kid fresh out of school. He did not sound that mush older than SH and Harry.
"I was given the gift of seeing the good and bad in people, in exchange for my power of Magical Weaving." He sighed. "My job is to destroy those who can't be saved and saved those who can be." SH said standing tall and handsome, he twirled his wand between his fingers.
"So I'm in the 'can be saved' compartment?" The young Death Eater asked. SH nodded stiffly. The juvenile Death Eater visibly relaxed.
"Oh don't look so content." SH said shortly. "Whilst Harry told me not to kill you, he didn't say I couldn't have...fun." SH pointed his wand at the now frightened young Death Eater.
"Oh dear Merlin! He wouldn't dare... He knows that there are Ministry officials here. He wouldn't dare do anything illegal." Harry mumbled to himself. SH looked at the dome piercingly, but in a manner that would not give off the notion that there was something there.
"Since I'm not a resident of this country, or any other for that fact, I am not under their jurisdiction. I don't have to follow laws others have to obey. This means I can torture you to the brink of insanity for as long as I please, and as long as I don't cause you to go insane or kill you, I don't have to answer to Harry." SH said with a maniacal grin on his face. "Now the only problem I face is what to do to you." Even with their shut-off connection and the distance betwixt them, Harry clearly saw the gleam of lust in SH's eyes. He understood it immediately.
"Well, I'll be damned." Harry said in a strangled sort of voice. But after a few seconds of thinking he decided to wait and observe if SH shows any other signs of public emotions.
"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked. Harry immediately cut off their connection.
Thinking quickly, Harry said, "Nothing, it's just that there are so many spells he could use." Dumbledore was satisfied as far as the eye could see. Harry knew if he opened their connection, Dumbledore would be mentally begging for information. He waited a moment before opening up the connection.
I will tell you about it when I'm definitely sure of it myself. Don't want to make any false accusations. He is not one to take false allegations in a refined way. Harry sent to Dumbledore.
"Now my problem is whether or not I should use old dark magic or a very nasty spell of my creation." SH said to the young Death Eater who was trying to put as much distance between himself and SH. "You see, the spell I created is based and established upon some well-known spells I've researched." SH paused as if to think about something, Harry knew he was just trying to beat around the bush to cause the young Death Eater's nerves to break. "You know what," He said after a few minutes, "I will use the spell I created. It has a more traumatizing effect on the victim, or at least I hope so, because you know it's never been tested before. Would you like to be my tester?" SH said knowing damn that the young Death Eater didn't have any choice in the matter.
"I-I thought you weren't allowed to make me go insane. But what if the spell does?" The young Death Eater said trying to keep his voice from shaking.
"Then we will test it out. I'm sure that Harry will agree will my experiment." SH said with entirely too much certainty. But Harry was the only one who saw the sarcasm behind the words. And he didn't like it one bit.
"And what if I refuse to take part in this?" The young Death Eater said courageously.
"You have to hand it to that guy, he's got some guts." Harry said in a proud way. "Too bad," He added shaking his head, "he might not have those guts for long." Dumbledore turned a slight discolored shade of green.
"So how many people have you killed?" SH asked stiffly. Harry could almost see the apprehension in his eyes.
That poor boy. Harry exclaimed mentally.
The juvenile Death Eater or SH? Dumbledore asked looking at Harry physically.
The one with the extensive knowledge of the Dark Arts.
Dumbledore's face made the sigh of a small 'oh'. He turned to look at the quiet speechless young Death Eater.
That can be either.
Then you will just have to wait for an answer. Since I'm beginning to have second thoughts on whether the one I think is helpless is really as helpless as he seems. Harry did not have to look this time to see the 'aha' expression cross Dumbledore's face.
"What if I don't want to answer?" The young Death Eater added. SH's face flashed with anger.
"Okay, now I'm worried about the young Death Eater." Harry said as he stood up. His chair disappeared immediately. But he did not realize this since his eyes were glued onto the scene outside the dome.
"I will put you under an enchantment that will make you feel pain that rivals the Crucio curse, every two minutes." SH droned almost lazily with slight hiss at the end stronger than before.
"I-I can overthrow the Crucio curse," the young Death Eater said defiantly, "so I don't know how it feels." Instead of being mad, like any other torturer would, SH smiled a wholehearted smile and laughed.
"I'm glad to be the one to show you then."
"I k-know the curse is just an illusion to make you think your body is under a painful attack. I know that the pain isn't real." SH's facade never faltered.
"Well, I'm happy to be the one to show you real pain." SH said. He leveled his wand with the young Death Eater's... family jewels. The young Death Eater's and Harry's eyes bulged out of his head. The young Death Eater's hands immediately went to cover his parts. SH's bright smile went brighter.
"No, no, no, no, no, remember 'the pain isn't real'. So, if something just happened to disappear, it's 'just an illusion'." SH said mocking the young Death Eater's words.
What is it with him and his mocking other people's words? Dumbledore asked rhetorically.
"A-alright. One." The young Death Eater said.
"One what?" SH asked for clarification.
"I've killed one person." Sadness was admissible on his face. Harry was sure that he saw SH shaking.
"Really, who?" SH said his voice and octave higher than normal. The young Death Eater seemed too ashamed to speak.
"A muggle?" SH asked for the young Death Eater.
"Yes, it was a muggle," SH's wand began to glow with a purplish hue. The young Death Eater began speaking desperately, "but I had to. The Dark Lord would have killed my mother and baby brother. And then my father would have killed me." The young Death Eater was on his knees now crying tearfully.
"Be that as it may. You killed someone as innocent and defenseless as a mou-rabbit," he was careful as to not say 'mouse', as Harry was still sensitive about the Wormtail thing, "as you must pay the price." SH paused and looked at the young Death Eater before his stolidly. " Like I said before, I will use the spell I created." SH began studying the young Death Eater. Harry studied SH. Dumbledore studied everyone.
"My spell is most painful. It's...skin-peeling painful." Harry gasped and ran over to the only part of the barrier that was shimmering. It was where both he and Dumbledore had preformed their changes in the dome.
"What are you doing?" Dumbledore asked jumping up and rushing to his side.
"I have to go save that poor soul before SH does something I won't like." His hands radiated a golden tone as it touched the shimmering wall.
"Why is SH doing all the work anyway?" Ginny asked. Without turning away from the wall Harry answered.
"I made him. I'm much too weak after that damn exorcist ritual. Besides all of the magic I'm having to do isn't helping me. And I'm relying on SH magic and strength most of the time, or at least when my strength and magic fails me."
"How, I thought only Dumbledore could allow entrance and exits?" She asked approaching Tonks and Draco.
"I have SH's ability of Magic Weaver. I can bend, twist and mold, and manipulate magic to my will and wake. All I have to do is disable the wards by bending the strands of magic in the barrier. But I have to do it quickly. That spell SH made is..." He did not finish his statement. He closed his eye in concentration and reach out to feel and change the position the strands of magic allowing him out.
"My spell," they focused back on SH, "is a good combination of other torturing spells. Let's see. There's the... you know what, let me just tell you what will happen. First, your skin will burn off." There were gasps from inside the dome. "Actually, it will be melted, rather painfully, off your whole body. Your clothes will burn with it. There will be acid flowing your veins so, naturally, you feel pain And the pain is very authentic. Then, well, I saw a problem. I didn't want you to die off overexposure or bleeding to death, I mean the fact that your going to be skinless brought up many health problems that could vary in magnitude from scum to scum. And didn't want Harry to kill me but I expected the spell not to kill scum and it did." He said using the word 'scum' with such passion that it was punctuated with a hiss.
"YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT I WOULD KILL YOU!" Harry yelled into the dome's barrier.
"So, I put in a few spells that would prolong your sanity and suffering," SH continued happily, "and some to prevent the health problems induced by overexposure. But you know what the best part is?" SH asked the now lucid young Death Eater who shock his head, he was far too frightened for words or to do anything other than shake his head. "The best part of it all is that your skin will grow back, magically of course." A green spell erupted from SH's wand but when it eloped the young Death Eater, it changed from green to a greenish-yellow hue.
"I found," SH continued as if unaware of what was happening, "an agonizing medieval remedy that grows skin back through an long process. It creates and doubles the skin layer, giving the body an extra shield of protection. Medics stopped using it when more and more people losing their wits because of the extraordinary pain. 'What's the point of getting better skin, when you go insane', they said. They soon banned further usage of the spell. But they didn't specifically ban me from using it in the different way."
"I figured the fact that the skin grows back strong and with a double layer, that that would double the pain, increasing the forthcoming of insanity But you don't have to worry about going insane, the anti-insanity spells I added works here as well."
"And you know what the most exceptional thing is?" He asked but continued before the young Death Eater could answer SH continued. "The spell restarts three minutes after the skin growing spell is completed." The greenish-yellow hue on the young Death Eater disappeared. SH dissipated the spells around him and the young Death Eater. SH turned to glare at the young Death Eater, "Have fun, I know I did." SH rushed back into battle with the other, unsuspected and surprised, Death Eaters as the same time when the young Death Eater outside the dome began convulsing and gave an ear-piercing scream.
No one inside the dome dared to look at the young desolate Death Eater, fearing the sight that they would see! Instead they focused on Harry, who was at the moment, mumbling things to himself. Things like, "that poor boy", and "what was I thinking leaving that bloodthirsty monkey in charge". He seemed to be, and was getting nowhere. No one could help him out though. But no one knew how to disable the dome. Only Harry and SH and possibly Dumbledore knew of the dome's magic.
"Harry, maybe you should just apparate out?" Dumbledore suggested.
"It's too long a process. By the time I get out there, that spell will be on it's seventh cycle. That poor boy." He said as the area at the dome that he was tampering with flash and changed from gold to white. "SHIT!" The sound of the young Death Eater's screams disappeared as the sound barrier went back up.
"He's a Death Eater. He deserves what he was getting." Ron said angrily. His face was twisted up with maliciousness.
"Death Eater or not no one deserves to be tortured, Ron." Harry said as the wards flashing again.
"SO you are saying that what he did was morally right?" Hermione said her face matching Ron's.
"If you had been in his unfortunate shoes. Wouldn't you have done the same?" Harry asked moving his hands in a complicated gesticulation as they heard the young Death Eater screaming once more.
"I...well..." Ron stuttered at the unsuspected question.
"Exactly as I thought." Harry said still not turning his eyes away from the dome barrier.
"That still doesn't make it right, Harry." Dumbledore said stiffly. Hermione spoke, as though Dumbledore's statement gave her encouragement.
"He could have let the muggle live even if his mother was going to die. What's the point of killing an innocent victim if the other victim can fight." Hermione said. A second later Harry's head snapped around and his glowing eyes focused on her.
"Firstly, Granger," Harry said with as much malice as he could, "you are forgetting the fact the Death Eater had to make a hard decision. It was, either, his mother, his baby brother, and his life at stake or one person. Voldemort, he must have known, HE would kill off the muggle anyway, sadly. The point of taking one life and protecting, to the best of his ability, three was a choice of a lifetime. It's," Harry said looking at Dumbledore whilst still maintaining his hand movements, "sacrifice. And sacrifice is one of the complications of war. And if you haven't noticed, Granger, we are at war. One of the darkest kinds, if I can so blunt as to say that I really don't expect most to perceive the idea of sacrifice, since most have never had to go through it."
"But...but-." Hermione started.
"Give it up Hermione, Harry is right." Ron said with a smile.
"No I won't. It's not right to kill."
"Thus says the girl who has never learned that in war it's kill or be killed." Ginny said plopping down onto Dumbledore's pool chair. "Even with her supposed Ravenclaw knowledge."
"Ginny's right besides, with the Death Eater, had he not killed the man, he would have been sentencing two, maybe three innocent people to death. Besides," Remus added, "who knows what Voldemort would have done to the man. It's better to take his life swiftly than to allow Voldemort unprecedented control for torturing him."
"Which goes back to the fact that torturing this guy is bad. Which I shall be sure to talk with SH about." Harry said going back to the wards. "Anyway, like I said most have never been through sacrificial loses."
"Neither have you and I can't believe that you're condoning this when you've just lost someone you love. Imagine what the muggle family is going through right now. How scared they are." Hermione said exasperatedly.
"I'm so sorry to burst you're immaculate bubble but I have gone through sacrificial loses. And while people are not dying for me, they are dying because of me. They are dying for a cause in which the cause's problem I could end. I find it hypocritical for me to say this but likewise to my earlier statements, I find that the man did a considerably honorable thing. He died for others to survive, even if he did so unintentionally. I believe that it was a deed worth doing. It was better than dying as a trophy for some madman to boast over."
"It's not right to kill no matter how mush you sugarcoat it." Hermione with a 'this conversation is over' tone. Too bad for her Harry was not finished yet. I've been around SH too long!
"Hermione, could I ask you a question?" He said before continuing without her saying he could.
"Thanks. If it were I against Voldemort, which it definitely will be in the end, which would you prefer: would you prefer him killing me or me killing him?"
"WHY WOULD YOU ASK SUCH A QUESTION?" She yelled over the screaming the young Death Eater made as he went into his second cycle.
"JUST ANSWER THE QUESTION!" Harry yelled back not turning away from the dome's barrier. The screaming outside the dome was lessened considerably and they could talk properly now.
"I would prefer you to destroy him." She said haughtily as if she thought Voldemort was way out of his league.
"Not destroy, Hermione, kill. If indeed I were to kill Voldemort, should I have to suffer the same as that guy?" Harry asked as sly as a snake.
"That is total different. Voldemort is not defenseless."
"But I would still be killing someone." Harry said as if he was trying to convince himself. "And according to you it's the same both ways as long as someone is killed. According to your philosophy, no matter what the situation is if a person dies then the one responsible for it should be tortured."
"You're turning my words around." Hermione shrieked.
"As I told Mrs. Weasley, 'Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks'. You've got Ravenclaw wits. I don't have to explain what that means." Hermione opened her mouth to speak. "You know we could talk about this for days, but frankly speaking I have someone to save. And I need to concentrate." Harry said closing his eyes and trying to drown out the young Death Eater's hoarse cries as the young Death Eater went through his third cycle.
Ginny immediately began preparing for a third person to care for. Afterwards, she went back to treating Tonks and Malfoy. Hermione stared at Harry's sullenly. He ended the argument right as she was winning. Ron was staring at the treatment Ginny was applying when he realized something for the first time.
"What is Malfoy doing in here?" He said approaching Ginny. "Throw him out with the rest of the Death Eater trash, for that SH to destroy." Ginny pointed her wand at her brother.
"Don't you dare touch or even come near my patient. Harry bought him here for a reason." Ron wheeled and turned to Harry, who was showing signs of succeeding in tampering with the wands.
" 'Good reason', what 'good reason' would Harry have to bring Malfoy in here?"
"Draco's cool," Harry said nonchalantly, Ron's mouth dropped.
" 'Draco' since when has he been called 'Draco'?" Ron asked approaching Harry's unprotected back.
"Since he became my most trusted advisory and spy in Voldemort's rank," Both the Ministry and Order gaped at Harry's back. "Oh and since I set him and Ginny up together."
"WWHHWHAT!" Ron yelled.
"THERE!" Harry shouted as the dome flashed and he was pulled a small, and rapidly closing, passageway.
Ron made to run threw the opening as well but it closed up and apparently the physical defense ward worked on the inside to because he was picked off his feet and thrown back where he started. Ginny began laughing uproariously at him.
"He never stops trying to imitate and intimidate Harry to please Hermione, does he my little Dragon." She said in a soft voice to Draco.
"Don't call me that, it scares me." A small and scarcely recognized voice said from one of the three stretchers. Ron made towards them.
"Take another step Ron and I will make Hermione a very unhappy girl." She said pointing her wand at Ron's nether regions. He paused and paled a very lucid color. Ginny laughed until she was shushed as Harry relieved the young Death Eater of the curse SH placed on him.
"You-you're Harry Potter. Please don't hurt me." The naked young Death Eater said as Harry approached him.
"Yes, I'm Harry Potter. The one who hurt you wasn't. I remember you from Hogwarts. You were on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team weren't you?" Harry said taking off his cloak.
"Yes I-I was." The young Death Eater said. " 'name's J-Joshua Holmes." He said shivering.
"Here's my cloak. I'm sorry about SH. He overacts when he get feelings."
"I bet he has never hated anyone more than me." The chocolate-haired said the guy as Harry sat down beside him and patted him on the shoulder.
"He doesn't hate you...He likes you, a lot." The guy's head snapped towards him, he was shaking his head as if someone had just given him the shock of his life.
"He...I...but you're not...and he's not."
"I'm not, but he's is. We are like complete opposites. He hates my friends; I hate the way he thinks. See we're complete opposites. Besides if he didn't like you, you would receiving worse treatment."
"Really," Joshua said hoarsely, "I can't believe torture could get worser." Harry smiled warmly.
"Oh it gets worser. You should see the spell I created." The guy looked at him with wide eyes.
"Well, let's not lounge around. You need medical care for your immune system." Harry stood up and touched the dome barrier behind him.
"But I thought the other one-." Harry interrupted.
"SH."
"-SH, I thought he said I wouldn't get sick."
"He said that to assure you that he wasn't going to let you get sick. Just between you and I," Harry said as the barrier opened and let him in, "SH isn't the best of medics." He pulled the guy through the barrier. Immediately, Harry began bark orders.
"Dumbledore take him to Ginny. Draco! Get off your ass and conjure this fellow up some clothes. When I get my hands on SH! Ginny, do a quick scan of his medical condition, but only a quick one. He might go into shock. Draco help with Tonks you might be able to tell Ginny a thing or two about Medics." He paused to take a
quick breath as everyone rushed to do as he said. After a second he started up again. "Mrs. Weasley conjure up some stretchers. Dumbledore expand the dome to about a kilometer in circumference. Mrs. Weasley for every Death Eater I bring, conjure up two more stretchers, see how far you can push your skills. It would be lovely if you help Ginny and Draco with the healing as well, Mrs. Weasley." Harry banished all of the chairs and turned to Remus.
"I want you to help Dumbledore and someone else in bringing in the Death Eaters. And do it gingerly; be gentle and cautious, they might not trust you." Harry flew from the dome as Dumbledore yelled to him.
"Harry, you're going to need backup!"
"First I want to get all of the savable ones safe and then..." Harry yelled back as the opening in the dome closed. Dumbledore began expanding the dome.
Unknown POV
Inside the dome, everyone was in tumult. Those who were told to do things were doing them with haste; those who were not told to do something were trying to help the others. No one was lounging or sitting other than the two on stretchers. Mrs. Weasley was about to administer a potion to Tonks when Draco stopped her.
"That's not a good potion to be giving her." He said kindly yet forcibly. Ron was instantly there ready for action and a chance to fight Draco.
"I know what is good for her, I was a Healer," she said with a role of her eyes as she prepared to give the potion. Draco snatched it out of her hand. "What are you doing, she needs that."
"But she can't have it, it's not good for women who are expecting." The bustle that was in the dome stopped. Dumbledore approached Draco for the first time.
"Mr. Malfoy, she can't be," He said.
"She is, Harry and SH just don't know yet. She was going to tell Harry today." Ginny stopped what she was doing, threw her head back and laughed.
"This is like one big soap-opera." She said before everyone looked to her for clarification. "Muggle phrase."
As tasks were being finished up, everyone began throwing looks outside the large dome. The battle seemed to be no problem for the two wizards. SH was throwing spells like he was breathing them. He did not give most of the Death Eater's he faced a chance before they dropped to the ground or were flung around, along with other things. The spells he was using were beyond questionable and were very dark. He did not linger on torturing spells like the Crucio Curse. All in all, he seemed to be enjoying it. Though he seemed to be tiring as well. But nevertheless, he was making quite a dent in the Dark Forces.
Harry, who had left a communicating spell in the wards, seemed to be doing the exact same thing as SH. Instead he was summoning to him the Death Eaters who SH had stunned. Everyone guessed it was a sign that showed Harry which ones were 'savable'. Every time he summoned five or six, he would run back to the dome and leave them there for Remus and, after much arguing, Ron to take into the dome for medical attention.
Some wondered, still, why he was saving Death Eaters. Harry told them through the communication ward that the Death Eaters they were fighting now were most likely to be low-ranking Death Eaters. Joshua confirmed it but asked how Harry knew.
"One, because of the their ages. I've seen most of those kids in school last year. They should be given a second chance at life." Ron snorted. "And because of the sheer simplicity of the Death Eater's fighting styles."
He told them that SH was getting bored not tired, and was waiting for the better and higher-ranking Death Eaters to appear. They seemed to have disappeared in the beginning of the battle. Harry suspected that they and Voldemort went for some backup.
Soon afterwards, Harry came back to the dome empty-handed. He spoke into the communication spell.
"Make sure to keep the Aurors on guard just in case of an 'accident'." The Minister nodded to Dawlish, the Second-in-command Head Auror; the Aurors dispersed themselves amongst the stretchers. Kingsley was Head and was with the Order, Fudge needed someone he could trust in charge. Those Aurors in the Order helped as well. Afterwards Harry wasted no time before leaving again. Whilst the Aurors were watching the Death Eaters, everyone else continued to either work or looked outside the dome. Harry was too far for them to see. Dumbledore got an idea.
Dumbledore rushed over to the dome touched it as Harry had done. The hum of the moving magic was wonderful. Dumbledore willed himself to see what Harry was seeing at the moment through the telepathic connection. He saw the area that Harry was in but did not see it through Harry's eyes.
Dumbledore. Is that you? Everyone in the dome was shocked to hear Harry's voice.
Yes it is I. I'm broadcasting the battle to everyone in the dome. Dumbledore said to SH.
Tell Ginny to take care up my Tonks. Harry voiced into the connection.
The same for my Joshua. Joshua blushed.
Aw, he blushed. Joshua went redder.
Harry, focus. Voldemort is back. Do you see anyone with a white flame? SH asked.
Nope. I guess it's my time to shine. How do you want me to appear?
No more horsing around. Let's kill 'em and get it over with! SH said coldly.
Sure thing Slytherin. Harry said in the same voice.
Shut up Gryffinwhore. SH laughed. Draco did as well but a well-placed smack from Ginny shut him up.
Hey!
Can't you two argue later? Dumbledore asked politely.
SHUT UP! Both shouted at the same time.
Wait till I get over there! Harry said with a mental growl.
What are you going to do to me? Are you going to make some flowers bite me? SH asked sarcastically.
Harry, I must tell you-.
Not now Dumbledore, I got a snake to terminate. Harry said as they watched him part the Death Eaters like the Red Sea.
Harry, It's something Mr. Malfoy said. I was wondering if you knew-.
Yes, I knew that Draco proposed to Ginny. Harry said sending curses so quickly that he was fighting seven Death Eaters at once and winning.
Not that, though that is news to me. I was wondering if you knew that Nymphadora was pregnant?
Harry stopped. He put up a shield and nearly fainted.
WHAT?
Mr. Malfoy told of she was expecting.
Thisss wasss interesting newsss Dumbledore, thanksss for sssharing. An arctic-cold, snakelike voice sounded throughout the dome.
Voldemort! Harry, SH, and Dumbledore gasped at the same time. The answer they received was a snakelike laugh that vibrated throughout the dome causing the hairs on the backs of everyone's neck to stand straight.
Author Note: Wow! That was one hell of chapter. And for the record, I just wanted to say that SH was the part of the essence of Voldemort that was transferred in over to Harry that sad Halloween. Harry released the essence that grew with him over the years and created for the essence a vessel to reside temporarily in before he was brought back into Harry's mind. So they are like parts if one being in two separate vessels. And for futuristic reference, it might not be temporary separation.
Also, I need help. I have the Weasleys' reaction to Draco, should I put it in the next chapter?
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