Blood And death

It was the last days of the term and gradation day too so parents and young child were allowed to attend Hogwarts for the day. It would be a day the world would remember. Harry whispered a spell and watched as Serivus Snape left the great hall with a wink to him. He would be the one to take care that Harry didn’t just demolish the place; they wanted this castle for their head quarters. He felt the spell take affect then the screams and memories came back.
Blood…every where…I’m scared, make it stop… mommy…what’s going on? wake up Come back…Please…I don’t like the Darkness, don’t leave me…NOOOOO.

Stop you monster… WAAH Wah!!!!...be silent and keep running you …FASTER! …Get HIM….Kill the Beast. Doesn’t diverse to live… My Lord, may I do the honors…yes my son. Make me………

Harry came back to him self he was standing in the middle of the great hall. It was bathed in blood and burned. He had murdered half the school, so why wasn’t any one stopping him. He laughed out loud and walked to where until 10 minutes ago Professor McGonagall stood now a young girl about 11 sat stunned and drenched in blood and other stuff. He smiled. He sort of wished he could have been conscious in the blood bath just to see the looks on their stupid faces.

The screaming , God, he hated that screaming. who was screaming and why. Why not just stun him and deal with him later. He whirled round and saw Ginny Weasley starring at him from the door.
Then right on time Servus hit him with the stunning spell as planned. But not as planned unbeknownst to Harry potter he was picked up by Albus Dumbledore and taken to the ministry for sentencing.

These were Harry’s first disjointed thoughts. He tried to touch what he was lying on but found he could not. Now that’s weird he stored it away to solve for later. He was answered much to his surprise after a couple of moments.
You are confined. Though the why has not been determined…yet “Open your eyes, my boy. We’re done...for now.” The ‘voices’ commanded in unison though the speaker didn’t know this. The speaker was some Harry never wanted to see again. This voice is that to Albus Dumbledore as he was rightly called; or Lord Ego1 as Harry privately called him and might just call him to his face if he kept this up.

He did so just to get his bearings, the world spun for a minute or two. He was looking up into the Head-monster ‘concerned’ eyes.
“Where am I, sir?” he asked timidly while mentally taking in his surroundings. what Harry saw was nothing like he expect the walls were wood for one thing not the cold stone of Hogwarts nor the plaster walls of his Uncles house and the second thing was there were bars round him and dumbles was standing on the other side of these.

“You are in jail, my dear. Do you not remember…?” Dumbledore chirped he was going to go on but Harry cut him off. “I Am Where?!”
“Jail. Waiting sentencing to be accurate but that’s not the point.” Dumbledore paused for affect before he went on “the point is Harry you are dangerous and must be put away. You did your job, you won. now your must fade away for the world to find peace…under my rule. You see tom was the only really threat to my power, as you were to his. The prophecy was misread. Or rather miss told As Sybille Trelawney is under my thumb.” Dumbledore’s infamous twinkle was back.

“ya know, Head monster. when I get out I’ll kill you first.” Harry Growled.