Harry Potter's Darkest Secret

Harry Potter's Darkest Secrets

In the dimly lit corridors of Hogwarts harry walked with a human skull in his right hand and his wand in other. What he intended to do was prohibited by all the norms of magical society. He wasn't sure if he could do it but for the loved ones, people tend to do many things which are termed illegal.

He walked to a room which was small by Hogwarts standard by big enough for the purpose. He closed the door behind him and muttered “melora” and it got locked. Everything was ready. From the pocket Of his robe, he pulled out a small red colored hard bound book- the size of a small pocket dictionary.

There was a golden colored circular symbol on the cover of the book with the picture of a skull in the center. The book radiated an eerie glow, it was surely dark magic. He had bought the book from Mundungus for quite a fortune. Harry was desperate. He would have given everything he had for the book. He was desperate, and had to get it done before the third Triwizard challenge. He couldn't do this challenge without their help and he really wanted to win the tri wizard championship. He was ready to do anything to win it.

He bent down and opened the book- page no. 7. he took out a white color chalk and started to draw a pentacle on the ground. It consisted of a star enclosed inside a big circle with every point of the star coming out of it slightly. He had practiced doing this many days in his dormitory when he was alone. He placed candles at every intersection of line. He placed two dolls made of soft white cloth stuffed with cottons in the center of the pentacle. They were little voodoo dolls- about twice the size of Harry's palm. He'd made them himself and he called one of them 'mom' and other one 'dad'.

Harry opened the nineth page of the book and started reciting the chant of the old ones. The light from the tip of his wand went out instantly and all the candles lit together at once. The room was charged with some kind of pulsating energy which seemed to grow with every word that Harry said. After two hours of chanting, Harry knew it was time. He had to wake his parents from their long sleep. Harry pointed his wand at the two dolls and said 'Sectumsempra'.

Tears started appearing in the cloth dolls. It felt as if they were being slashed by invisible swords. After a while, Harry muttered 'fnite incantatum'. The slashing stopped abruptly. Everything was still. The two dolls lay on the ground in the center of the pentacle unmoving. The room was dead silent.

“Who dared to do this?” an angry voice asked. The voice was coming from the doll Harry called 'mom'.

“It's me mom, it's Harry.” Harry whispered. There were tears in his eyes. He knew that his parents were dead but he didn't want to accept the fact.

“Harry, Is it really you? After all these years?” his mom asked. Even her stern voice was softened now.

“Yes, mom.” Harry replied. His voice was beginning to crack.

“But Harry, how could you do this? This is black magic and it was forbidden by the council of the sages years ago. This magic is illeg...”

“I need your help.” Harry cut his mom in mid sentence.

“What help?” another voice asked. This was a man's voice and came from the other doll- The one harry called 'dad'.

“Dad....” Harry whispered.

“I'm very disappointed in you, Harry. You are doing illegal magic. How could you do it harry?” His dad asked angrily.

“I'm sorry, dad but I had no other choice and I needed your help. Strange things have been happening to me this year.”

Before Voldemort could stick his snakelike face around the headstone. Harry stood up ...he gripped his wand tightly in his hand, thrust it out in front of him, and threw himself around the headstone, facing Voldemort.