The Eight Part Soul

Interrogation

Everyone else slept throughout the morning, but my thoughts always drifted back to Harry. 

The Horcrux, a bit of it, is still there. 

But how exactly to get rid of it?

For now, we were going to St Mungo's to check on Arthur Weasley's condition. 

But I completely hate it how Moody was aware of me, always staring at me with that... that eye.

It is completely creepy, and I know it's hidden inside that bowler hat, but I can sense it...

Sooner, we arrived at a hustle and bustle of a shopping street from fast food to bookstore, but nothing that looks remotely like a hospital. But the wizards except for Harry who looked confused went straight for a dingy store called Purge and Dowse Ltd with doors that said 'Closed for Refurbishment'.

By looking at the store, it certainly needed it for the place was dusty and full of out of date fashion. But why did we stop here? This is certainly not a hospital.

Then, the strangest thing happened as Tonks approached a shabby doll showing some lame dress and said, "We have an appointment with a patient, Arthur Weasley?"

Why would you say that to a doll? It's not like it can answer you.

To my surprise, the doll moved on it's own and put it's arm up, pointing at a certain direction.

"Thank you," Tonks said, and then, "Now, you lot..."

Mrs. Weasley, who was nearest to me, said, "Now lean through the window."

What? Why?

No sooner than I thought that, I was already leaning through the window and came out, no... came in to a place that looked more like a hospital.

It looked much bigger than the store itself with a lobby and five floors. Wizards are so unreal.

Sooner, we reached the landing of Mr. Weasley's room. Family first with addition of Harry who was the one who saved his life by warning Dumbledore even when I had a similar dream, but more credit toward Harry.

In fact, although I'm glad that Mr. Weasley's safe, I was only here for the ride. And besides...

"Now, talk, boy," a voice growled next to me where I simply leaned on the wall, a wand at my temple and a side eye telling me it was Mad-Eye Moody.

Tonks scolded Moody, "You can't do it here."

"Better now than later. First, this boy manages to trespass into our headquarters, then he has strange Dark powers which was able to beat a Chimera and then, he escaped Hogwarts with four kids who aren't Hogwarts students and yet managed to find the Unplottable Hogwarts by a giant mechanical dragon! Tell me that isn't suspicious," Moody said.

Tonks had zero rebuttal.

In fact, I'm zero surprised this happened. With all the things I have done, if the wizards don't suspect anything, they must be incredibly dumb. Thankfully, I have a thousand and one lies if needed for any situation as such.

But for now, silence is the correct answer to Moody's tirade that allowed a few scattered thoughts to breeze through my brain which had nothing to do with the situation I'm in now.

Horcuxes and Deathly Hallows.

For Horcruxes, there are but two, the snake and Harry; the rest being destroyed a long time ago.

The snake I can easily find with my senses, but... it was also a living thing, and Harry who still was able to have some kind of... mind connection with Voldemort which means that there is something attached. Like Harry's own soul still latch on at least a small part of Voldemort's soul so I couldn't get rid of it. It was more of a mental thing than anything.