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Having Harry's Destiny- Visions in the Night

Some time later Helena awoke from a fog with a splitting headache. She sat in bed for several minutes breathing heavily as a million thoughts swirled in her head. After she managed to steady her breathing and stop shaking, she crawled out of bed and stumbled out of her room.

"I've got to find Dumbledore," She mumbled as she staggered down the hall using the walls for support. "Have to tell him about- OUCH!" She screeched when she jammed her toe on a corner.

"Stupid wall." She grumbled as she hobbled along the rest of the way. When she got to the statue she opened her mouth to say the password but then realized she had no idea what the password was.

"Oh, great." She sighed as she leaned against the wall. "This just is not my day."

"Out a bit late aren't we?" A voice came from behind her. She turned to see the headmaster himself smiling kindly at her.

"Sorry Professor. It's just that earlier my head starting hurting and at first I just thought it was a headache and then the scar…" She let her voice trail off.

"Maybe we should continue this conversation in my office." Dumbledore offered as he turned to the statue. "Apple tarts." He said and the portal opened. Once they were inside Dumbledore's office, the headmaster motioned for Helena to take a seat while he lit the fire with his wand.

"Now tell me what happened." He instructed as he sat on the edge of his desk, gathering his long robes around himself.

"Like I said I started getting a headache earlier and didn't really think much about but when it kept getting worse I thought that maybe I should just go to bed and sleep it off." Helena started. "When I went to go to sleep, the pain became so unbearable that I passed out. My memories of what happened after that are pretty vague so I think it would be better for Harry to tell you the rest." Dumbledore nodded his understanding so Helena closed her eyes and with a jerk, allowed Harry to take over.

"Now tell me exactly what you saw Mr. Potter." The older man instructed in a kind but firm voice.

"Yes sir," Helena nodded. "Well everything was a bit hazy at first seeing as the link with Voldemort was weakened when I died and then joined with Megan. But after I adjusted a bit I could kind of make things out. It was the Dark Lord and his followers. They were talking about how it was time they make their presence known and how this time the Minister of Magic won't be able to ignore them when they're staring him in the face. After that, things started getting hazy again and I couldn't make out what they were saying anymore. I woke up not to long after that."

"I see." Professor Dumbledore said quietly as he stroked his long beard. "You did well to tell me all this. I will see if I cannot uncover more of this mystery. But for now I suggest we both go to bed and try our best to get a little rest."

"Alright Professor." Helena said with a yawn. "I have to admit that my bed is looking better and better by the minute."

"Then off you go," He said walking her to the door. "And should you ever need to talk again, don't hesitate to come and see me."

"Thanks Professor." Helena said with a smile as she left his office and disappeared into the many hallways of Hogwarts.

"Harry?" Megan asked when they had settled back into bed. "Did it always hurt like that before?"

"Yes. " Harry said quietly, staring off into space. "Though I had forgotten how much it hurt. In fact I had forgotten all about Voldemort and the prophecy and pretty much anything to do with that. It was kind of nice."

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you." Megan said in a quiet voice as she watched his face from a distance. "If I had remained conscious I could have helped you carry the pain."

"No." Harry's dark hair swished as he shook his head. "I don't want you to be hurt. This is my pain and I won't drag you into to it. You've already experienced enough pain because of me and this one less thing to hurt you. "

"Harry," Megan huffed as she walked over silently to stand over him. "How many times do I have to tell you that I'm going to help you through whatever may come whether or not you want me to." Harry peered up at her from the corner of his eyes, noticing how the starlight made her skin look like porcelain.

"I'm going to help you Harry Potter." She kneeled down beside him and turned his face so that he was staring into her chocolate brown eyes. "I'm going to help you. I'm going to be there when you need me and when you don't. I'm going to hold you when you hurt and let you smile when you feel happy. I'm going to fight beside you and with you. I'm going to take care of you and make sure you are never alone again. And if you don't like that then you can shove up your very nice British ass because your opinion doesn't matter. I'm doing this because I want to."

And like that she was gone, walking away leaving him there with shock written all over his face as he watched her retreating figure.

"Thank you." He whispered to the wind knowing she would hear him. "Thank you for saving me from the dangers I didn't even know existed."

"That's what friends are for, right" She called over her shoulder with a slight smile. "Or that's what they should be for right?" Harry nodded, returning her smile.

"Now what was that you were saying about my ass?" Harry questioned with a devilish smile on his face. He had her now.

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