What Lies Beneath (Hogwarts) 2: He's my...brother?

"Katelynn..." starts Dumbledore. "This is rather shocking, I know. But you have to face it. We all need to beleive things we don't want to..." You sit down again. Maybe this was really a dream... It was crazy, but it was your last hope. To test your theory, you pinched yourself. It hurt. You turn your attention back to Dumbledore, aware that you are indeed awake, and Dumbledore is not one to lie, and rarely makes mistakes. He begins again. "Your real parents died 12 years ago. You were 4 years old, so you probably don't remember. And even if you did, you wouldn't want to. Voldermort (Lupin cleared his throat, and you winced at his name)...I'm sorry, "you know who", killed them. You see, your father, Mr. Riddle, was also his father. He-"

You interupt him here. You just can't hear any more. "I'm sorry sir. I just-I can't listen to this right now. I'm having a hard time dealing with the fact that my parents aren't my parents...and You know who...I just can't accept that he's my...my...," You couldn't even say the word. To be related to him...to share his blood...No! This couldn't be! "I'm sorry...headmaster, I..." You trail off, and run from his office in tears. This couldn't be happening! No! You wouldn't believe it! We all have to believe things we don't want to... His voice continued to echo in your ears. You continue running until you are nearly out of breath and have a stabbing pain in your side. You didn't hear anyone coming after you, so you decide to sit down. But once you sit, your mind begins to wander, as if turned on by an invisible switch. So you jump back up and start running again.

Your running ends when you knock into someone. "Ooomph!" you choke out. You brace yourself to hear Malfoy's sneer, but instead you feel someone helping you up. You look up into his eyes, warm and brown, pulling you in. It was Harry. You feel your cheeks turn hot and you know your face is red. "Erm...sorry Harry. I'm such a jerk. I should watch where I'm going." You stare down at your feet, feeling very stupid at the moment. (Geez, for all you brains, being in Ravenclaw and all, you aren't too bright. Just kiddin!) He smiled down at you, and lifted your chin up, so you were facing him. "Don't worry about it. I was lost in my own world... I should be the one watching where I'm walking. Just be careful alright?" You red face turns an even deeper crimson. "Yeah...okay." You give a feeble laugh. Then it dawns on you.

Wait! Harry! Does he know? Does he know that his greatest enemy...the one out to kill him, the one that murdered his parents and a friend right in front of his very eyes...is related to me!? If he did, would he hate me? Would he...kill me? You also just then realized that both your parents had been killed by the same person. It was as if you were seeing him for the first time. Then...you did something unimaginable.

"Agh! Oooooh!" he moaned. At first you think its just because you kissed him, but then you turn to see him keeled over, clutching his forehead...his scar.

"My...HEAD! It burns! I--Oooow! Urgh!" You just stare, unable to think of what to do. Sure you knew his scar hurt sometimes, but it seemed like it was searing with pain this time. You quickly run over to him, but it seems as you near, his moaning increases. And just then, without warning, you feel light-headed, all goes dark, and you pass out.