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Summary:
Harry Potter fanfiction written in 2022
And if after a few years the Dursleys had come to love Harry and treat him as their own son, while continuing to consider magic as a defect. How to reconcile his nature with the love of his adoptive parents? Very simple, just reject magic. But will the wizards let him do it?
Originally, I wanted it to be a succession of very short chapters based on the model of:Une adolescence à St Brutus
But quickly, I abandoned this idea and made a more classic fanfic. There are still a few very short chapters (especially in volume 1) thattestify tothis original ambition.
Diadem
Now deprived of Quidditch, Harry focused even more on his studies and the search for the Horcruxes. He asked everyone he associated with if they knew of a discreet place at Hogwarts that was unknown, even to Dumbledore.
Hagrid thought he wanted to talk to him about his alcohol stash and insisted that he didn't have a drinking problem and could stop whenever he wanted.
Cédric (with whom his relationship was always difficult) believed that Anaïs was sending him to find out where he disappeared every day between 4 p.m. and 6 p.m. Cédric replied that he was doing nothing with Cho Chang and that even if something was happening, it was none of her business since they had broken up.
Harry did not know what Sprout had believed, but she had given him a long speech about how datura was an unfairly stigmatized plant by the ministry and that as a master botanist she had every right to conduct some research.
Nott simply replied no. This simple answer greatly disappointed Harry.
But the most interesting was Dobby's, who started jumping for joy at the idea of being able to help. Once calm, he told him about a room that the elves called the "come and go" room, which changed shape according to the person's needs. He went to the tapestry indicated by Dobby and passed by three times, thinking very hard that he needed a place to hide an object. A door appeared, and inside he discovered a jumble of objects left by generations of Hogwarts students. There was everything: brooms, frozen magical potions, hats, jewelry, coats, furniture, forbidden books, alcohol (a lot of alcohol)...
He quickly forgot the reason for his visit and simply wandered around this Aladdin's cave, regularly stopping to examine a new find. Until his scar started to burn. Alarmed, he drew his wand and looked around, but he knew it would have been extremely easy to hide in this mess. That's when he thought that he himself could very easily hide. He spotted a large wardrobe that seemed to have had acid spilled on its blistered surface he pushed aside the heavy blood-stained axe blocking its entrance and opened one of the wardrobe's creaking doors: It had already been used as a hiding place for something in a large cage, which had been dead for a long time. Its skeleton had five legs. He threw the cage to the ground and got inside the wardrobe himself. The pain in his scar increased. Whatever the cause of his pain, it was dangerously approaching.
Harry swallowed and as discreetly as possible he searched for something that might be useful to him. Why hadn't he taken that axe? Then, accidentally, he brushed against a tiara that was at the bottom of the compartment. Immediately, it was as if his head had exploded. He wanted to scream, but he felt like his body no longer obeyed him. He was in so much pain. But above all, he was so angry. At Cedric, at the Quidditch team, at Dumbledore, at everyone. A hatred like he had never felt before (even when he faced Lucius Malfoy). He felt tempted to put the tiara on his head. His terror managed to surpass his anger and after a huge effort and all his will, he managed to move his fingers enough to drop the object. Everything stopped. He collapsed to the ground, his body sweating and his scar oozing blood.
When he had regained enough strength, he moved away as far as possible. The pain in his scar began to subside. He was then certain. This tiara wasa Horcrux and he had almost met the same fate as Ginny. He wiped the blood that was flowing over his eyes and ran as fast as possible to the headmaster's office.
Upon hearing his story, he turned pale. Harry expected him to rush off to destroy the diadem, but he spent at least 30 minutes silently examining it with instruments whose function he did not know, while refusing to answer his questions. Once finished, Harry gave up complaining when he saw that the headmaster seemed completely dejected. For the first time, he looked his 113 years. Finally, he asked him.
This may seem strange to you, but do you sometimes feel emotions that aren't yours or have no connection to the situation?
Harry replied with fear:
Yes. Mostly anger.
At this response, the director seemed to slump further.
Since when?
Since last year. I think it started after the death of Lucas and Jenny. But it intensified after I destroyed the journal. Half lied to Harry.
If I remember correctly, you used your blood to destroy the Horcrux.
Harry acquiesced.
I see. Harry, I can easily guess why you haven't talked to anyone about it, but from now on you must come to see me every time you feel one of these symptoms. No matter the day or time it happens. Nothing is more important than that. I will talk to the teachers to let them know that you are allowed to leave their class at any time. I insist, even if you just suspect that you feel something unusual, come to see me.
I understand. What's happening to me, professor?
Dumbledore took a few minutes to think about what he was going to reply.
As you will have understood since the night when Voldemort gave you this scar, there is a link between you and him. A link that allows you to know when he is close to you and to use some of his powers like Parseltongue. It seems that due to the traumatic events you have experienced, this link has considerably strengthened. For example, last year your scar did not hurt when you were near the diary, yet this afternoon you immediately detected the diadem. I think that from now on it is strong enough for you to feel Voldemort's emotions. Or at least the emotions of his nearest Horcrux.
It was consistent, but Harry felt that the headmaster was hiding something from him.
Okay, but why is it so important? It's unpleasant but isn't it rather an advantage?
I don't have a reassuring way to say it, so I'll be direct: If the connection continues to strengthen, it could be that Voldemort might be able to exert some control over you. Don't panic, however. As it stands, it seems stable, and I see no reason for it to continue developing. However, you will understand that until all the Horcruxes have been destroyed, precautionary measures are necessary. In this regard, I know the immense sacrifice it represents, but I think it would be safer for you not to leave the castle until we have finished destroying the Horcruxes.
Harry understood that the headmaster was thus asking him to stay at the castle for Christmas. In any case, with Black on the loose who was obviously after him, he did not intend to return home.
Of course. I understand. And the blood protection. I will have to go back there for the summer holidays?
I will think about it. But I fear that this protection is no longer important now.
After this interview, Dumbledore took a basilisk fang from one of his cabinets and asked Harry to escort him to the Horcrux. Under his supervision, he drove the fang into the diadem, which let out a piercing scream. He then examined the diadem for a long time. Then he spent an even longer time examining him. He concluded with visible relief that being in the presence of the Horcrux once again had not yet amplified his connection with Voldemort Then he explained to him that the diadem was a mythical object that had belonged to Rowena Ravenclaw and that, according to legend, had the power to alter the mind of the wearer. Harry shuddered at the thought of what would have happened if he hadn't managed to let go of the diadem. But at the same time, it filled him with hope.
That confirmed Dumbledore's theories. And there were only 3 Horcruxes left.