A Scorpions Quest For Life and Death

Chapter 5- The Talk

Harry’s eyes fluttered open, yet again that day, some time later and he looked around in confusion. ‘Where the hell am I?’ He asked himself. “We’re on a building in London, that overlooks Surrey.” Came a voice somewhere above him. Harry blinked and looked up and found himself staring into Seth’s currently brown eyes before looking down and noticing that he was sitting in Seth’s lap.

Harry squeaked and toppled over and onto the ground, Seth looked at him in amusement . “Don’t do that again and stay out of my head!.” Harry said angrily. “Okay” Seth said chuckling. Harry didn’t seem to notice that he looked a little put out.

Harry eyed him before standing up, turning around. All the blood drained from his face when he saw Surrey, or rather the blackened barren waste land that used to be surrey.

“What happened?” Harry asked faintly. Silence was his only reply. “Seth?” Harry asked, turning to look at Seth, only to see Seth’s eyes had changed to a gloomy grey color. Harry immediately noticed how guilty he looked.

“Seth?” he asked quietly. Seth sighed. “I blew Surrey up” he said softly. “What?” “It couldn’t be helped.”. “All those people, Seth why?!” Harry cried. Seth sighed again.

“Harry you were the only one still alive in Surrey, everyone else was dead. The only thing that protected you was your locked door. You may not have noticed by your Aunt had been clawing at your door since she died to first time around.” Seth explained. Shock and guilt couldn’t help but fill Harry. He looked down. Once more he had survived something that should’ve killed him. But Harry convinced himself that it wasn’t his fault and that he would probably be dead if Seth hadn’t popped up and saved him.

“Harry” Seth said suddenly after a long period of awkward silence. “Yes?” Harry asked, still looking down. “Why do you hate me?” Seth asked, almost meekly.

Harry’s head snapped up. “What would make you think I hated you?” Harry demanded. Seth looked surprised. “It’s just.. I,” Seth ran a hand through his long dark hair in frustration. “Earlier you said that you wanted nothing to do with me and you always push me away, and, and” Seth really didn’t seem to know what to say.

“Seth” Harry whispered, putting his hands on Seth’s shoulders. Seth froze. “I could never hate you.” He said giving him a little shake, before pulling Seth to him until Seth’s head rested against Harry heart. “The only reason I acted like that was because you technically abandoned me.” Seth flinched and went to pull away, but Harry wouldn’t let him. “You hadn’t been there when my Hogwarts letters had come, and when you did come, at the end of my first year, and I told you about the sorcerers stone, you told me not to worry about it. If I had followed your advice Voldemort would have come back sooner. The same thing happened every year and if I didn’t do what I had then a lot of people would be dead.” Harry explained gently.

“I... just wanted to keep you safe.” Seth said quietly.
“I know”. Harry murmured. Seth hesitated, before wrapping his arms around Harry’s waist. He relaxed when Harry didn’t push him away, and they just stayed like that.


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“How could you leave him in that place?!” Molly Weasley screamed. Her face was a dark red color and her body shook with violent sobs.

Hermione and Ginny were clinging to each other in tears, and Ron had his face buried in his hands.

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Albus had been awakened to a loud blearing noise, that he soon discovered came from the objects that kept track of Harry when he was at the Dursleys.

All of the wards had been destroyed and the objects attuned with Harry’s safety were a dark red color, meaning Harry was in a danger that could result in his death.

Quickly gathering the Order of Phoenix they all set off to Private Drive, Surrey. When they arrived there they could only stare around in shock at the bare blackened land that met their eyes.

There were no houses, trees, or streets in sight and the implication of this fact hit them like bricks. There was no possible way Harry could have survived something like what had happened here and they all could feel sorrow and despair fill their entire beings.

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Dumbledore closed his eyes briefly before opening them again. How could this have happened?. He had thought that he was protecting Harry by keeping him at his relatives house, but that wound up being the key factor as to why Harry was now dead.

Drowning out Molly’s screams, like he had to Ron and Hermione’s pleads to let Harry come early, Albus buried his head into his arms and cried.