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“I killed sirius black” Bellatrix sang, her Heels clicking on the cold stone floor as she runs.
All harry could hear was laughter and a ringing noise in his ear was this really happening? he looked around everything was blurry there were too many emotions in his heart and too many thoughts in his head.
he ran as fast as he could.
he pointed his wand at bellatrix “CRUCIO” nothing happened, bella’s face grew pale and so did his this wasn’t supposed to happen
“you have to mean it” a voice whispered inside his head, harry looked around but there was no one except bellatrix now smirking at the boy
“she deserves it, she killed him” the voice said and harry gulped shaking his head “no” he whispered more to himself than anyone else.
“you’re a fool harry potter” the voice sneered, bellatrix laughed “silly boy! even after i killed your precious dog you’re too much of a baby to throw a little cuse” bellatrix laughed manically, her rotten teeth showing.
“so weak” a scream was heard but this time it was harry’s “STOP IT! IM NOT WEAK”.
He just lost his only family and he couldn’t even get revenge, he really was a fool.
he gritted his teeth and again, pointed his wand at bellatrix “crucio” he had almost whispered it but bella’s screams confirmed that it had worked, harry kept his wand steady watching as bellatrix broke from second to second more and more, for some reason he couldn’t look away, almost like he was in a trance.
“you’re doing great” harry snapped back to reality releasing bellatrix now laying unconscious on the floor, voldemort stood beside him with a disturbing smile on his face.
Harry didn’t know what just happened, or for how long he had been standing there but he knew that this wasn’t supposed to work and that he’s supposed to be the hero, no matter what.
“harry…” he turned around and saw dumbledore approaching him slowly.
“what have you done?” he asked quietly, harry opened his mouth attempting to say something but closing it again as no words left his mouth.
“Albus, i see you have come at a good time” voldemort smirked pointing at harry wand in his hand and bellatrix laying on the ground.
“it seems you haven’t Tom, the Aurors are already on their way” Dumbledore said, glancing at harry and bellatrix.
Harry couldn’t breathe, as if he swallowed something and it’s now stuck in his throat, not letting any air out or inside his lungs.
His surroundings grew blurry and all he could hear was ringing in his ears, he sees green and red lights until he only sees black.
Harry woke up a long time ago, but decided to keep his eyes closed, pretending to sleep.
“did he really use an unforgivable?” a shaky voice asked.
“yes, atleast that’s what i saw”
“maybe someone just used the Imperius curse on him, we can’t be sure”
“you’re right, we should stop worrying until harry wakes up”
That was his cue to awake so he opened his eyes slowly waiting for him to get used to the bright hospital light, next to him his friends, neville more looking frightened than worried unlike ron and hermione who truly looked worried.
Hermione was about to open her mouth to say something but was interrupted by a door opening, dumbledore stepped in with a warm smile on his face that made harry always feel sick.
“how are you feeling harry, any better?” he asked looking at him worried but harry could make out a small look of suspicion in his eyes.
Harry forced a smile and nodded slowly “i’m fine professor thanks, what happened?” he asked legitimately curious.
“is anyone else hurt?” even tho he looked around and already saw that no one else was on the beds of the hospital.
Dumbledore gave a small nod “yes my boy, everyone is fine now, you passed out due to stress” he assured him.
Harry sighed in relief, but there was still one question open.
had he really used the crucio curse or was that all just a bad dream? he hoped for the later.
Dumbledores smile crumbled and he sighed “harry my boy, what happened today wasn’t your fault you understand? Voldemort has used the Imperius curse on you, we all know you would never do that based on your own will” he smiled at harry and at the others, they looked relieved now.
The only thing harry didn’t understand is if he really used the Imperius on him then why didn’t it feel like he was out of control? it felt more like he was more in control than ever before in his life.
After awhile everyone left and he was alone in the hospital wring, alone with his thoughts and feelings, Sirius had died.
A small sob made its way out of harry’s lungs until he began to fully cry, he didn’t care if people heard him, he cried as loud as he wanted to, it was the only way to let all this grieve and anger out.
After a good 10 minutes he finally calmed down, now all that was left were silent tears.
Footsteps approaching, harry ignored them at first thinking it was madam pomfrey or some other professor, he wanted to be left alone so he turned around pretending to be asleep waiting for the person who was now standing next to his bed to leave.
That never happened, atleast after what felt like 30 minutes the person didn’t leave his side, harry was sick of this so he turned around only to see a familiar blonde sitting on a chair next to him, the older now looking frightened, eyes wide and mouth open attempting to speak.
Harry sighed. “what are you doing here malfoy? i’m really not in the mood for one of your jokes right now” and he wasn’t, he knew that one wrong word from malfoy would lead to harry loosing his mind and probably loosing himself too.
Malfoy shook his head, his hands on his lap fidgeting with one another, he took a deep breath before locking eyes with harry “i just… i wanted to see how you’re doing” he said now looking on the ground, clearly embarrassed.
Harry on the other hand could have not been more confused than now, his enemy being concerned about him? when this all was voldemorts and his fathers doing? “what?” harry said, not being able to say anything else.
“forget it, goodnight potter” malfoy said and before harry could say anything he was gone. The only thing left behind was a letter and a red rose on his nightstand.