Harry gradually regained consciousness. Immediately he recognized the sounds and smells of the hospital wing. Trying to figure out what had happened to him this time, he noticed something odd, he was stuck to the bed by a sticking spell.
This was quite odd. He had only been literally stuck in the hospital wing once, and that was to allow Pomfrey time to study his blood after the chamber incident. Dumbledore apparently wanted to make sure there was nothing wrong with him after getting bitten by the most poisonous snake in the world and surviving.
Still, Harry couldn't figure out why he was stuck now, he had killed Voldemort, and then the memories came rushing back. His father, Hogsmead, the battle, and dueling Voldemort himself, again. Harry coughed, and sighed. Nothing was ever simple for him was it?
Groaning, Harry opened his eyes to see an auror standing over him, with a wand pointed at him.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me." Harry muttered, and he looked around trying to spot his wand.
"Don't move." The auror said coldly. Harry turned his head and stared at him.
"What?" he asked, almost not believing what he had heard.
"Don't move" the man growled.
Harry groaned again and said "That's fine by me, just make sure they get to me before the day is out, I think old Tom did quite a number on me.
The auror looked confused and Harry asked "Didn't they tell you why I'm here?" curious who was saying what.
"No" the auror said curtly, though his eyes betrayed his curiosity.
Harry sighed. "Typical Ministry, can't ever tell a tale until they get their spin on it."
The auror was obviously confused and more than a little irritated by Harry's cryptic statements.
Harry decided to take mercy on the auror and said "I'm here because I out dueled Voldemort (he ignored the shudder that ran through the man) and forced him and his bootlickers to leave Hogsmead."
The auror looked a little confused, and then abruptly straightened. Harry didn't notice.
"I wonder what story the Ministry will come up with to explain me? After all" Harry snorted "the truth would embarrass them both, so they can hardly tell the real facts."
"And just what truth would that be?" a voice asked quietly.
Harry looked up, and gasped. Dumbledore was standing there, in all his glory, alive, and younger than Harry remembered.
Harry tried to hide his shock, but it was hard to confront a man who you had watched murdered before your eyes calmly.
Dumbledore frowned at the boy's long silence, he was staring in what looked to be a combination of awe (which Dumbledore was used to) and disbelief (which he was not).
Harry shook himself and muttered "Now that's a bender" unfortunately both Dumbledore and the unnamed auror heard him.
"What is?" Dumbledore asked cautiously.
Harry glanced up startled, and then frowned. "I'm not sure it's safe to tell you that."
The auror had had enough. "You are going to answer our questions now! Without anymore evasions!" he yelled angrily.
Harry barely spared the man a glance "You have no idea what the situation is auror; don't speak unless you know what you're talking about." Harry said dismissively.
The auror's face went red, and he gripped his wand tighter.
Harry turned his eyes back to Dumbledore. "I can't answer most of your questions, simply because I'm not entirely sure why what has happened happened in the first place, but I will tell you what I can."
Dumbledore nodded and asked "Who are you?"
Harry winced. "If I am where I think I am I can't tell you that, for your safety as well as mine."
Dumbledore frowned again. "Well than what can you tell me?"
Harry's eyes went unfocused for a moment before deciding. "I can tell you I am an enemy of Voldemort, in fact I hate old Tom's guts, and I can tell you that your suspicions about him making Horcruxes are correct, bar that, not much."
Dumbledore's eyes widened perceptibly at the Horcrux comment. He had not known Voldemort had made Horcruxes, and this boy was spouting off forbidden dark knowledge like it was taught in his school. Dumbledore began to get suspicious.
"You have attended Durmstrang have you not?" Dumbledore asked casually.
Harry looked startled. "Durmstrang? No, I've only ever met a few people who went there, though one of them did turn out to be a friend why?"
The auror was confused, and he didn't like it. "I'm going to get Veritaserum Dumbledore."
Neither expected the boy's reaction. "NO!" he yelled, loudly enough that madam Pomphrey came bustling over.
Before she could administer a potion to him, Harry glared wildly around the room and said "For your own protection, you can't know what I do. If you even learn my name it could sentence thousands to death. Please trust me; you can't know anything until I kill Voldemort."
The auror was surprised by the vehemence shown by the boy; he was also surprised that the boy wanted to kill Voldemort.
"You boy?" he spat, even as Dumbledore's eyes went into his head. "You think you can kill You-Know-Who when he can outduel ten aurors at once?"
Harry snorted. "I don't think I can, I know I can, after all, if he hadn't run I would have killed him today, and that was after killing most of his Death Eaters in Hogsmead, and the battle I was in before I came here. Trust me, old Voldy doesn't stand a chance against me, I just have to trick him into actually fighting me in a place he can't Portkey out of."
Dumbledore, the still unnamed auror, and madam Pomphrey all stared at the boy for a few long moments before he spoke again. "So any way, I need to get healed, get my wands back, get to all of Voldemort's 'cruxes, may need your help with one of them Dumbledore, and then it's off to kill the wizard." Harry said cheerfully.
All three stared at him for a few minutes silently.
"What?" Harry asked defensively "Compared to the last time I did this, this one's going to be a breeze."