Harry looked around the room, noting that he would have told everyone in it what happened eventually so it was best that he do it once in front of everybody.
"The portkey took me to a cemetery. There was a grave there marked 'Thomas Riddle', so I guess it was where Voldemort's muggle family was buried. When I got there Voldemort had taken physical form, but he wasn't human. He looked like some kind of ugly baby demon." Harry explained. "Anyhow, I fought with Barty Crouch Junior and was able to beat him but Wormtail hit me with a stunner in the back. When I woke up Wormtail was performing a ritual to give Voldemort his body back. He took his father's bone, his own hand, and my blood to do it."
"Your blood, you say?" Dumbledore asked at once
"Yes, Professor." Harry confirmed. "Then Voldemort was back. He's hideous now, he doesn't look human anymore. He called his Death Eaters to the cemetery and a big group of them came. Malfoy was there, along with Crabbe and Goyle. There were two other names I think… Nott and Avery. I didn't recognize the others, they were all wearing masks."
"Those names do not come as a surprise, Harry." Dumbledore said. "They all claimed to have been under the Imperius curse at the end of the first war. Obviously, they were lying."
"After that he gave Wormtail a magical hand to replace the one he had cut off for the ritual and then told him to untie me so we could duel." Harry said. "Then we fought. I tried my hardest but I could barely even touch Voldemort. When he started fighting back I realized there wasn't much I could do to stop him. That's when he hit me with the killing curse. I'm pretty sure I died" Harry looked down at the new scar while the others reacted to the news. Daphne rushed back over to Harry's side and climbed back into bed with him while Hermione began to cry again. Neville looked very confused, meanwhile Dumbledore was nodded as if it all made sense to him.
Harry was uncertain whether or not he should explain what happened when he died. He knew it was real and that he didn't just imagine it, but what had happened was very personal to him and he felt uncomfortable sharing it. 'Dumbledore needs to hear the information I gathered though…' Harry thought, but as he did a powerful feeling of distrust towards Dumbledore struck him. Why should he spill his guts to Dumbledore, anyway? After all there was apparently a prophecy that the old man knew about but had never discussed with him. Let him be honest first! Soon though, the distrust seemed to fade away and Harry realized that he would need Dumbledore's help to defeat Voldemort.
"After I died I appeared somewhere big and white. I don't really know how else to describe it." Harry said. "My parents were there. They told me that Voldemort had kept a piece of his soul inside, but that it was dead now. There's also supposed to be prophecy about me that you should know, Professor. Before I left they gave me all I needed to know about Voldemort's soul pieces . I know what they are and where they are. They also showed me how to apparate out of the cemetery. When I got back I grabbed Wormtail and came back to Hogwarts. That's everything.
Dumbledore looked quite worried. He had hoped to not burden Harry with knowledge about the prophecy and horcruxes until he was older, but it was obviously too late to stop that now. On the bright side if the horcrux inside him had truly been destroyed then Voldemort was one step closer to being mortal.
"Are you sure you want to know the prophecy, Harry?" Dumbledore asked. "Sometimes it is easier not to know what fate has in store for us."
"I need to know." Harry demanded. Dumbledore nodded sadly in agreement.
"'The one with power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches… Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies… And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not… And either must die at the hand of the other because neither can live while the other survives… The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.' That is the complete prophecy, Harry." Dumbledore explained. "Voldemort knows the first part of it, and it is for that reason he targeted your family so many years ago."
"How did he know about the prophecy?" Daphne asked, speaking up for the first time in the conversation. She, like the others, had not wanted to miss a single detail of Harry's story.
"A Death Eater overheard the prophecy as it was being made but was not able to listen to all of it." Dumbledore informed them. What he did not say, and did not plan on telling them, was that the Death Eater in question had been Severus Snape.
"Mom said that it could have been about Neville, too." Harry said, causing his friend's eyes to widen in shock.
"Yes, that was initially a possibility." Dumbledore confirmed. "But Voldemort has marked you with the scar on your forehead. He ensured that you are the one the prophecy speaks of." Neville visibly relaxed when he heard this. Harry nodded, he already knew there was no way he could escape his destiny.
"What now, Professor?" Harry asked. The war would be starting again now, there was really no time to waste. He would have to start finding and destroying the other horcruxes as soon as possible. Some would not be too difficult to get to, but there were some he still had no idea how he would reach. In fact, he knew of one he could get rid of before he left school without a great deal of effort.
"During the first war with Voldemort I was part of a group of people that opposed him. Your parents were a part of it, as were yours Mr Longbottom." Dumbledore said with a glance towards Neville. "For the past few months I have been contacting them in preparation for a day I hoped would not come to pass, but unfortunately now has. We will reassemble and continue the fight."
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