Broaden your mind

"Try harder Potter!" Snape hissed, as he invaded deeper into Harry's thoughts. He wasn't getting any resistance from the other wizard who was supposedly the 'chosen one'. He was more likely to be killed by Voldemort if he didn't focus. "You need to broaden your mind! Sense that I am invading and force me out!" Snape said his voice annoyed. "Are you even trying?" Snape said his voice taunting. "Of course I am! We've been working on this for an hour; excuse me if I'm tired." Harry said finally forcing Snape from his mind. "You don't have a choice to be tired, when you are faced with The Dark Lord—"Snape was cut off. "Who are you to talk to me about Voldemort? Have you seen a dear friend die by his hand? I would wager you have never even met him, so don't you dare speak to me about him." Harry said hissing through his teeth. "Good-night professor." Harry said standing up quickly and walking out the door to the potions class his black cloak hanging around his shoulders.

Snape was stunned for a moment from what Harry had said, so it is true that he witnessed Cedric die! For a brief moment Snape felt a twinge of pity for the boy. He shook his head his black shoulder-length hair moving around his shoulders. "The Dark Lord feels no pity, and neither shall I." Severus said softly looking after where Harry had left. The potions master sat in his large throne like chair, and closed his eyes trying to focus on class tomorrow.

"Harry!" Hermione called seeing Harry walk from the potions class-room. "Bloody hell Harry, we were beginning to think that Snape had killed you." Ron said. Harry continued to walk ahead, not saying a word. He was much too angry for words at the moment, and he didn't want to take this out on his friends. It was late at night, and Harry was shocked to see Hermione out so late. "What are you two doing out so late?" Harry asked finally his voice sounding tired. "We could ask you the same thing, and with Snape none the less?" Ron said, and Hermione nodded as well. "Well believe me if I had a choice I wouldn't have been there." Harry said turning to face his friends.

"Didn't have a choice? Was there some reason you were there." Hermione asked now curious. She knew that neither Harry nor Snape liked each other. "Both Snape, and Dumbledore believe that there is some connection between Voldemort and myself." Hermione ground her teeth at the mention of he who shall not be named. "Well if Dumbledore believes it, then it must be true." Harry nodded agreeing. Dumbledore was a genius, and arguably the best wizard of all time. "So what were you doing there with Snape?" Ron asked looking at Harry confused. "We were working on a way to force someone else out of my mind." Harry said now extremely tired. "You were there for an hour! How could Snape expect anyone to last so long…?" Hermione asked. "I don't know Hermione." Harry said closing his eyes, and rubbing his temples. "You need some rest Harry come on." He nodded, and Hermione caught him as he collapsed. The two of them walked him to his room, and lay him down on the bed.

Ron looked over to Hermione as she stroked the hair off Harry's forehead. "When do you think we should tell him?" Hermione asked looking over to Ron. "After all this is over." Ron said, and Hermione nodded. Ron walked over to Harry's bed and kissed Hermione on the lips, as she wrapped her arms around him. "I need to head to bed as well. I love you." Hermione said pecking his lips and walking away. Ron watched her go with a small loving smile on his lips.

It didn't take long for Ron to fall asleep in the bed across from Harrys. He began to snore loudly, and Harry didn't stir at all. Behind his eye-lids Harry began to have horrible images flicker through his mind. He saw Voldemort, and then his mother screaming. He saw dementors, and then Sirius dying before his eyes. The last thing he saw was Cedric lying dead on the ground. Harry writhed tossing his covers around, and splitting pain in his forehead awakened him. "He knows…" Were the first words to leave his lips.

Harry stood abruptly going to the last place he would have wanted to go. He ran into the Potion master's door and down the steps. He walked into the bed-room where Snape was with tears stinging his eyes. "Snape he knows! He knows!" Harry said tears stinging his eyes. Snape sat up in a daze at first, but when he heard what Harry was saying he quickly said, "Come with me." He said throwing an arm comfortingly around Harry's shoulders as he led him to the head-masters office.