A/N Hey guys sorry it has taken to long to upload but I have a grandma who is dying in a care home and I've just come back off holiday. I am also trying to save someones life... so yeah I'll upload again asap. Ok, heres what you can do. You can enter a competition which is to write an outline for the next chapter. I will choose which one is best and with that entry I will base the next chapter on it. You will get a dedication and you will get to ask three questions about the story which I will answer. You have until Tuesday the 18th of September. Happy writing :).
Once they were all seated in the lounge and had cast silencing charms around the room the talk began.
"So Harry," James began, "What was all that with the boggot?"
Harry looked down at his hands as he spoke. "I was scared that I'd loose you again."
"Oh, Harry. We can't promise you that wont happen, but how would you feel if we died and you never got to know us?" Lily asked, her eyes shining with tears.
"I'd never forgive myself." Harry replied, his voice sounding hollow.
"So how about you spend some time with us?" James asked. "We could start off just getting to know each other."
Harry nodded, still looking at his hands. "I'm sorry."
"Son, it's fine. Now we -or should I say - I noticed that you were of age. Now I am too young to become a grandfather, so I thought I should tell you a bit about the birds and the bees." James said with a small smile.
"No! It's fine! I've already had the talk!" Harry exclaimed, a look of horror on his face.
"Who gave it to you?" James asked with a smirk.
"Sirius and Remus." Harry mumbled, his face turning bright red.
Lily and James laughed and both said "What did they say?"
"You can ask them! I'm never going to repeat it!"
This made Lily and James laugh even harder. So hard that they had tears streaming down their cheeks. "Oh James, we have to ask them what they said."
"That we do, Lily. That we do."
A sudden though started drifting through Harry's mind 'If I'm alive they die'. Harry stood and walked to the kitchen door, he opened the door and walked in.
"Harry? Harry, come back." Lily and James said, walking into the kitchen after Harry.
Harry ignored the questions as he walked up to the knife block. He took out the sharpest knife, pointed it at his chest and then turned around. The room gasped and they saw what Harry was about to do. There was a knock on the door, then another knock and then the door burst open.
Sirius, Tonks, Remus and Luna burst into the house. They all looked around in a panic, Luna slightly less panicked, then their eyes rested on Harry.
"Harry?" Luna asked. "This isn't you. The real you is in there somewhere. You've been cursed."
"How do you know that?" Ginny asked, looking confused.
"His eyes. They don't belong to him." Luna said calmly. She took a step forward to Harry. "Harry, fight against it. This isn't you. Think of it like the imperious curse. Be rebellious. You don't want to kill yourself, so you wont."
Now the thoughts were saying 'now, just do it now'. Harry shook his head and argued back. "N-no I wont."
"That's it Harry." Tonks said encouragingly. "Don't let the voice take over."
'Just move your hand, back then quickly forewards'. Harry moved his hand slightly back, still fighting with the voice.
"No, Harry. Drop the knife, you can do this." Hermione said while hugging a sobbing Ginny.
'Harry, stab. Do it Harry, do it.'
"No! I wont! Leave me alone! Go away!" Harry shouted.
"No, Harry. Please, son. Just drop the knife." James said, taking a tentative step forewards.
'Stab, NOW!'
"No Harry! Don't stab! Ignore the voice!" Luna shouted with her eyes half closed.
'Stab, go on Harry. They will die if you are alive'.
'No', Luna's voice drifted into his head. 'Harry don't you dare. You just need to open your fingers and drop the knife.'
"I c-can't."
'Yes you can, Harry. We love you, we believe in you'. Luna's voice said encouragingly.
With an almighty wrench of his fingers, Harry let go of the knife.
'NOOO!' The voice screamed before disappearing.
Harry, who had been doubled over in pain as the voice screamed, straightened up and looked around the room. Luna was stood, smiling proudly, next to Tonks who was looking at him with worry. He saw Hermione holding Ginny as she sobbed into her shoulder. Mr Weasley was comforting a shaken up Mrs Weasley, though he had tears of his own running down his cheeks. Ron was knelt of the floor, his face in his hands, his brother around his, gripping each other and Ron (A/N shut up, not like that). Lily, James, Remus and Sirius were all huddled together, giving each other comfort.
"That was unexpected." Harry said before the world faded into darkness.
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Harry knew he was lying on something soft, there was the murmouring of many voices around him. Harry groaned as he became closer to consciousness and could feel a pounding headache.
"Mr Potter, can you hear me?"
Harry groaned again. He just wanted the voice to go away.
"Mr Potter, please open your eyes."
Harry groaned yet again. Dimly wondering who wanted him so badly.
"Mr Potter, if you do not open your eyes I am afraid I will have to take you back to St Mungos."
Harry groaned once more and forced his eyes open. The blinding white light his him like a brick wall, causing his headache to get considerably worse. Harry quickly closed his eyes again.
"Harry, please open your eyes."
Harry reluctantly opened his eyes and blinked a few times before his eyes adjusted to the light. Harry found himself in the lounge of the burrow, on a sofa. Harry sat up and looked around, ignoring the pounding of his head and the dizziness.
"Mr Potter, can you remember everything that happened?" The healer asked.
"Yes," Harry replied. "I was cursed. Why didn't you see that before?"
"I'm sorry, but we found out only this morning that a few healers at St Mungos had been working for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. They had been your healers and had been controlling your suicidal tendencies."
"Merlin's pants." Hermione muttered.
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Harry Potter - The awakening.
FanficWhat will happen when the battle ends? How will Harry react to his parents coming back to life? How will Lily and James Potter cope with a damaged son, and how can they help him?