Journey to Somewhere

It Ends tonight

A/N - inspired by “It Ends Tonight” by All American Rejects

Harry knew tonight was the night he was to finally have his moment.  He was to meet the headmaster for another “lesson”.  He had spent the week showing the school a more ‘normal’ Harry.  Dumbledore had contacted the boy about continuing his lessons that night.  Draco was in the room getting everyone ready.  Harry did not know what the headmaster would pull so he wanted to ensure that the old man was punished and any further plans were stopped.  He could not wait any longer, child or not the wizarding world would finally reap the sins of the Headmaster.

He let his hands run over the cold stone of the hall as he made his way to the Headmaster’s office.  The castle seemed to breathe with Harry’s every step.  He felt relief wash through him at what tonight would bring.  An end to evil and lies.

It did not bother him in the least when Trelawney and McGonagall were also in the Headmaster’s office when he arrived.  His only hitch was trying to hold back the repulse in his stomach at seeing the seer and the Headmaster together again.  Inside he seethed and let his magic feed on his anger.

“Harry my boy…” Albus started, Harry hated when he was called that. “We have a little test tonight to try and help you grow.”

Here it was, they would try to break a power free tonight… well then he was glad tonight was the night he would reveal himself to the Headmaster.  

“Pardon, sir, I thought it was a different lesson. I did not prepare for a test.” Harry tried to act all innocent on this one.

Trelawney stood and moved to the window and her voice changed to an eerie sound. “The Dark Lord shall be revealed by his creation, when the moon has peaked. Beware hidden secrets harbor death.”

The seer shivered and then turned around and abruptly sat.

Albus stared at the woman. Harry inwardly grinned and saw a perplexed look on McGonagall’s face. Harry sent the impression of urgency to his love.

Harry looked at Dumbledore, “Should I worry about that?”

The Headmaster shook his head, “I need to check something, we need visit the Astronomy tower. Wait here Minerva, take care of Sybil please.”

Professor McGonagall merely nodded as she stepped towards the other professor who seemed a bit out of it.

They made their way through the halls towards the tower, then up the stairs that ended up on the roof.  Looking up Albus peered at the moon, he wondered what the Dark Lord created that would reveal him would it be public enough that he could force Harry’s powers out quickly to ensure the Dark Lord’s destruction?  He only had a few hours, they would have to at least force the blood and pain portion of the powers.  He was reaching for his wand when he heard Harry making a tsking noise behind him.

“All this time… You were wrong.” Harry said, smiling as he heard the quiet steps of his witnesses.

“Excuse me Harry?” Albus asked, unsure what the boy was going on about.

“I just got it, I understood her for the first time.  It all makes sense now.” Harry said, sending the impression to hold to his lover.

“The Dark Lord will be revealed by his creation.” Harry repeated.

“I don’t know what You-know-who created, so we will have to be on the lookout.” Albus stated emphatically. Glancing up at the moon he was about to get his wand ready when he heard the boy laugh.  It startled him out of his musings.

Harry threw his head back and laughed… when he was done, his eyes narrowed and he held out the palm of his hand and sent his magic out to hold Albus and he smiled when he heard the wand clatter to the floor.

“Why did you do it?” Harry stalked toward Dumbledore.

The old man stammered, “What have you done?” the ice of the Headmaster’s eyes were cold.

Harry let the feeling of power in that moment wash over him.

“Why did you create me to kill the Dark Lord?” Harry asked, pointing his wand towards his finger and pricking it.. He reached out to the shivering Headmaster and drew the rune on the man’s forehead and pronounced “Truth”.

Albus screamed at the pain that sliced through him feeling as if his head was on fire. Words came unbidden to his mouth.

“No one will take his place until he returns, I will not let anyone take his place!” Albus stated. The old man’s eyes looked aghast at his revelation, then pure fear finally filtered into ice blue eyes.

“Who?” Harry spat out.

“Gellert.  He’s coming back for me… and I will not suffer anyone to have power but him.” Albus cried out voice cracking as if the was trying to stop himself.

“Fool! You destroyed everyone’s lives over a prophecy of the Dark Lord… but you got the wrong one.  For I am your creation Headmaster… Or should I call you a Dark Lord, for that is what you are.” Harry’s voice carried to the lower stairwell, “You created me to kill you.”

Blue eyes blazed into emerald while the truth of the situation washed over them all.

Voldemort and the rest froze in their small movements.  The old man had created his own worst enemy.  Harry was not meant to kill him, but to kill Albus.  The Dark Lord of the prophecy was Albus Dumbledore.

~TBC