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Secrets Untold by Skylark Wings
Chapter 29 : Back to Where it All Began
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Someone was kind enough to give a review and request that I give this chapter soon.  This is the last chapter of Secrets Untold so a special thanks to everyone who enjoyed my story.

Secrets Untold
Chapter 29: Back to Where it All Began

Harry stood and shook off the tingling in his legs from the impact.

Harry! He could hear Prongs crying for him, but he sounded so far away.

I’m at the Ministry, get Sirius and lead him to me. Harry could feel the Death Eaters scattered around him and knew he couldn’t just Jump back to Hogwarts. It didn’t help that he was wandless; he could see his wand sitting on his bedside table now.

A quick look around and Harry knew exactly where he was from the many dreams that Voldemort had sent to him. Resting on a shelf at eye level was a little orb filled with smoke and under it was a name plate with not only his name on it, but Voldemort’s as well. Harry sighed and stared at the little prophecy for a minute, so much trouble over such a little thing. After a minute he reached out and lifted the prophecy from its place, it was light. He looked at it for a little bit and thought he saw Trelawney’s face in the smoke, but ignored it and raised it above his head. He heard the shouts first, but he threw the prophecy against the ground and it shattered, letting the smoke escape.

Harry shoved his hands into his pockets and starting walking towards where he hoped the door was. He had gotten perhaps three steps away from the shelf when the Death Eaters came out of their hiding and surrounded him, but the late hour was catching up with him and Harry was too tired to show much surprise or fear.

“Do you even know what that was Boy?” a man with a deep voice demanded, Harry didn’t recognize him.

“No, nor do I care. All I want to do is go back to bed and get all of you to leave me alone. And the next time you want to have a party, send out invitations like normal people.”

Harry tried to walk through a small gap but the masked followers wouldn’t let him.

“You think you’re pretty funny, don’t you Harry?”

“Hilarious Lucius.” Harry turned around to face Malfoy’s father, he wore a mask, but he felt so much like his son that there were no doubts.

With a wave of the wand the mask was gone and Lucius Malfoy stood there with a grumpy and annoyed expression.

“That, Harry, was a prophecy; it held all the answers you could have ever wanted about why your parents were killed, about why it was always you that the Dark Lord was after.”

“Answers won’t bring my parents back and they won’t get Voldemort to leave me alone.”

“You dare to speak his name!” Bellatrix Lestrange, Harry had seen her but paid no mind, she was one of the few who didn’t bother with a mask. Lucius stepped in and stopped her before she could do anything more than scream at Harry.

“You seem quite… complacent with the situation Harry.” Lucius gave him an odd look. “Perhaps because you already know what the prophecy said.”

“Does it really matter? The prophecy is broken and even if I did know, I would never tell you.” He didn’t know what it said, and he had been curious at first, but he decided that even if he did know what it said, it wouldn’t change what was going to happen to him.

“We can always pry it from your mind Harry. It would be in your best interest to tell us.”

“Sorry, no. And since you’re probably planning on taking me back to your master like the good little dogs you are, I have no reason to cooperate with you.”

“Oh but you do Harry. You didn’t think we’d bring you here without a way to get you to talk did you?”

Bellatrix gave a laugh that sent shivers up Harry’s spine. Then there was another presence accompanied by a flash of blue light, this one was confused, scared. Ginny.

Prongs! They have Ginny!

We’re coming!

Harry lurched forward when he heard Ginny start protesting but two Death Eaters grabbed him and held him back as two more picked her up and rounded the shelves so that Harry could see.


“Harry! What’s going on?” She was in a panic and half way terrified.

“Enough!” Bellatrix commanded, earning Harry’s glare. “You see Boy; you tell us what we want to know, or the girl dies.”

“Whatever it is, don’t say anything Harry!” Ginny cried. Bellatrix stepped over and slapped her across the face to shut her up.

“Touch her again, and I’ll kill you,” Harry growled, his own anger radiating off of him. There was fear, but not enough for the Death Eaters to let either of them go.

“Ooo!” Bellatrix laughed, it was clear she had taken control of the situation. “Seems I’ve touched a nerve. Tell us the prophecy or she will die.”

Harry clenched his jaw and jerked to test the strength of those holding him. Bellatrix pointed her wand at Ginny and grinned. As fast as he could Harry pulled one arm free and kicked the knees of his captors, sending them to the ground. He raced for Bellatrix but she turned her wand on him and he collapsed in pain. It felt like his muscles were tearing apart inside his skin and Harry did everything but scream.

When it ended Harry heard it again. “Tell us the prophecy!”

He opened his eyes and found Bellatrix with her wand at Ginny’s head. Harry couldn’t stop twitching, his body still hurt even though he wasn’t under the curse anymore. Then he felt them. The Order had arrived at the Ministry and Prongs was on his way faster than anyone could understand.

“Don’t tell them Harry,” Ginny begged.

Harry tried blinking away the fuzziness and he wobbled to his feet and stared at Bellatrix. “You’re about to be in pain.”

She didn’t get a chance to question him; she had a black fuzz ball attached to her wrist and her wand clattered to the ground. Harry rushed in while the Death Eaters were confused and forced the two off of Ginny, keeping her behind him as he backed away from the group and further away from the door.

“I’m sorry Ginny; I never wanted you to be involved.”

“I’m alright Harry, but how do we get out of here?”

“We’re not alone anymore.”

Prongs finally released Bellatrix and was at Harry’s side before he could blink.

“We don’t have wands.”

“It doesn’t matter, just stay close to me.”

Spells began flying as the Order finally arrived. Sirius, Remus, Tonks, Mad-eye, and Kingsley were all there and getting closer fast.

“Let’s go!” Harry grabbed Ginny’s hand and dragged her off to the side and around to the Order side of the battle.

Sirius was at his side in seconds and backing away, shoving them towards the door. “Go Harry! Run!”

“I’ll see you at breakfast?”

“Count on it,” Sirius smirked.

Harry turned and ran, dragging Ginny along with him and hoping the door was easy to spot. While Harry and Ginny made their dash for the door, the Order slowly backed towards it as well. But there were far more Death Eaters than Order Members and those that escaped the battles came after Harry. Prongs fought them off, rushing in as fast as he could and biting wrists or shoulders, anything he could easily grip in his teeth. The first stray Death Eater fled after Prongs attacked, but the second dropped to the ground and Harry stole his wand as they kept running.

Prongs, I have a wand so stay close and protect Ginny!


The strays that followed were stunned or otherwise fought off by Harry and the wand he had stolen. He didn’t like the wand, it wasn’t as strong as his own and it didn’t quite do what he wanted it to, but it did the trick. It seemed to take forever for the door to come into view and Harry didn’t even stop, he dragged Ginny right through without a second thought and then felt the completely unexpected sensation of falling. He reached out and grabbed Prongs and turned as he pulled Ginny against him, he would take the majority of the hit when they reached the ground.

All of a sudden they stopped falling, they didn’t the ground, but they stopped anyway, then seconds later they fell the last foot to the stone floor. Ginny got up first as Harry let go of Prongs.

“What is this place?”

Harry looked at the giant stone archway in the middle of the round room. He could hear whispers coming from inside and the translucent veil waved even though there was no breeze. Despite everything he saw and heard, Harry didn’t sense anyone else in the room and he grabbed Ginny and continued around towards another door.

“We have to keep moving Ginny, there’s no time to stop and ask questions.”

The door to the prophecy room burst open and Order members and Death Eaters both burst through, though they didn’t fall like Harry and Ginny, they flew around the room until they reached the ground. Sirius and Remus were in their battles as were the others and Harry cast spells at any Death Eater he got a clear shot at, though few hit their marks as he ran. Harry kept his senses trained on Sirius and Remus, he was aware of everyone else in the room, but he paid attention to them the most.

“Keep running Ginny, we have to keep going,” Harry said, more to himself than to her.

They ran behind Tonks as she battled an unknown Death Eater and the door came into view, it wasn’t far off.

“Avada Kedavra!”

Sirius fell off Harry’s radar and he skid to a stop and spun in time to see his godfather falling into the veil.


Ginny latched onto him when he tried to run towards the archway.

“Harry no!”

“Sirius!” Harry was vaguely aware that he was already crying.

Bellatrix’ laugh rang above the sounds of the battle and Harry watched her disapparate.

“Sirius!” He could feel the emptiness growing, the loss, and the shock, everything that came from losing a loved one unexpectedly. He broke away from Ginny only to be caught by Remus and dragged towards the door.

“Keep going Ginny!” Remus ordered as he struggled with Harry.

Prongs leapt to Harry’s shoulders and bit him, it wasn’t hard, but it was enough to snap him out of the shock, though the tears refused to stop.

“We have to keep going Harry,” Remus said in his ear as they passed through the door.

“But Sirius…”

“He’s gone Harry, we can’t do anything. Keep going.” Ginny was waiting in the next room, they had made it to the black hallway that Harry was so familiar with.

Remus let go of his tight grip on Harry and forced him to run down the hallway. Harry could feel the battle drawing to a close behind them but he couldn’t seem to concentrate on who was winning or if everyone in the Order was alright or not. The farther they ran the deeper the emptiness grew.

“Ginny, get the lift door!” Remus ordered. She ran ahead and pulled open one of the grates on the lifts in time for Remus and Harry to run right in, Prongs refused to leave Harry’s shoulders now.

Harry couldn’t stop shaking, he slid to the ground as his eyes lost focus, he was trying to find Sirius’ signature but it wasn’t there, he was gone and as much as Harry tried to deny it, he couldn’t and that only made it worse.

“Ginny, when we get to the atrium I want you to run to a fireplace and floo to Hogwarts, you’ll end up in the hospital wing, tell Madam Pomfrey we’re right behind you and that Harry will need a calming draught. Do you understand me?” Remus asked.

Ginny could only nod, she was crying so hard that her voice was lost. Remus was crying too, but he was able to keep it together far better than she could. Harry was the worst, he couldn’t function at all; he was lost completely and he wasn’t even aware of the battle any more.

The lift practically crashed to a stop at the atrium and Ginny did as she had been told and ran to the nearest fireplace to floo to Hogwarts. Remus had to halfway carry Harry to the fireplaces and they flooed together to the hospital wing only to tumble out at their destination. Prongs howled there on the floor where he had fallen and Remus sat there with Harry.

“Remus!” Madam Pomfrey reached them only a minute later, Ginny had done a good job and the mediwitch was prepared. She forced Harry to drink the potion and it put him to sleep. “What happened?”

“Sirius is gone.”

“What do you mean gone?”

Remus lifted Harry into the nearest bed and pulled the blankets over him.

“He’s dead Poppy.”

“Will Harry be alright?”

Ginny came from the back of the wing and sat on the edge of Harry’s bed.

“We’ll find out in the morning. Go back to bed Ginny, you don’t have to stay here.”

“I want to Remus. Can I?”

The werewolf groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. “For a few minutes.”

Remus and Madam Pomfrey headed to the back of the wing and watched Harry.

“What’s happening Poppy? He just shut down.”

“The shock of losing Sirius probably pushed him too far; he’s stuck inside his own mind. Remus, his empathy is going to overrun everything. Empaths have to be careful, if their own emotions get strong enough, then they flood over and those around them start to feel the same. He can’t stay here Remus, I’ll have to keep him asleep or else everyone in Hogwarts will start feeling like him.”

"You know about him?"

"I've known since the first headache.  He's not the first of his kind that i've met."

“I’ll talk to Dumbledore and see if there’s somewhere we can go.”

Remus looked over at Harry, despite being asleep, the teenager still cried and Prongs was curled up into a tight ball on his chest. Ginny reached over and lifted the sky fox into her lap; he was shaking the way Harry had.

“Oh Prongs.” Ginny had stopped crying herself, but she seemed to be on the verge again.

Remus watched Harry for a little while and then turned to Madam Pomfrey again. “I’m going to take Ginny back to the Gryffindor Tower, Dumbledore should be back by the time I return, don’t tell him anything other than that Harry is fine and I’ll be back to speak with him.”

Madam Pomfrey nodded.

“Ginny.” Remus drew her attention away from Harry and Prongs, who were both sound asleep now. “I’m going to take you back to the tower.”

“I don’t want to go back, I want to stay here.”

“You can’t stay Ginny.”

“Can I come back in the morning then?”

“We won’t be here in the morning.”

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t know yet. But it will be somewhere safe.”

Ginny just looked at Remus, tears still bright in her eyes.

“Let’s go.”

The girl stood, Prongs still in her arms.

“Can I carry him with me for a little while?”

Remus hesitated. “You can carry him up to the Tower, but I’ll be bringing him back to Harry.”

She agreed and started the long walk to the Gryffindor Tower with Remus at her side.

“I think he’s crying,” Ginny said.

“Who? Prongs?”

“Yeah, I think he’s crying, and he won’t stop shaking.”

“He liked Sirius just as much as Harry did, I’m sure he’s upset about it too.”

They didn’t speak for the rest of the walk; they reached the tower just as the sun started to shine through the windows.

“It’s morning.”

“Get some rest Ginny; I’ll let you know how Harry’s doing in a few days.”


“I promise, I’ll write you a letter or if Harry’s up to it I’ll have him write to you.”

She smiled and looked at Prongs still curled in her arms. She hugged him tight and kissed his head before handing him over to Remus and entering the Tower.

Just as he had predicted, Dumbledore was waiting for Remus in the Hospital Wing and talking quietly with Madam Pomfrey. Remus set Prongs beside Harry on the bed and the fox snuggled up to the teen.

“Dumbledore, I want to take Harry away from here.”

“I understand Remus, Poppy told me you were considering it. I’ve arranged for the two of you to stay with Harry’s aunt and uncle.”


“He’s protected there Remus. As long as he can call that place home, Voldemort and his Death Eaters can’t touch him there. He’s been back once before if you recall.”

“That was for one day; Harry needs more than one day to come to terms with Sirius’ death.”

“It’s the only place he can go where he’ll be completely safe. You may not agree with it Remus, but it is the best option and you will be able to stay. If you have to stay through the full moon, Tonks has agreed to take your place for the three days you’ll be gone.”

“What about the Burrow?”

“The year is coming to a close; I don’t think Harry needs to be in a house filled with rowdy Weasleys right now. At number four, he’ll be safe and no one will bother him.”

Remus couldn’t find any arguments for the logic, but going back to the place that held so many bad memories felt like the wrong move.


Petunia Dursley looked at Remus with a disdainful scowl from her doorway. All she saw was the tattered jacket and the scars.

“Are you a convicted murderer too?”

“No, I’m a werewolf. It’s impolite to keep people at doorways, may we come in?”


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