Entering the room that he had seen Luna in, Harry felt his magic strain to lash out. Sitting bound to a chair with bleary eyes was his little moon.
A hiss escaped him, whether it was English or Parseltongue he didn't know. "Luna!"
Her unfocused gaze strayed towards him and a half smile appeared on her face. "Hello, my Lord."
Harry walked forward and, with a flick of his wrist, unbound her from the chair. He couldn't see anything wrong with her, but he knew with magic sometimes the effects were hard to find.
"Are you okay, little moon?"
"I feel a bit dizzy, my Lord. Did you know that you did that without a wand? Also my head hurts, it's very dark in here."
Harry felt his anger rise. "I know, Luna. Lumos," he said. Lifting his wand, he allowed the spell to light up the large, empty room.
"Harry Potter, I knew you would come if I took your little girlfriend," came a voice from behind him.
Harry allowed his occlumency shields to rise and killed off any emotion he might have felt. "Lockhart," he greeted tonelessly.
Gilderoy felt a shiver race down his spine at the voice of the child in front of him, it held no emotion whatsoever. That alongside the glowing green eyes and unnatural stillness of the boy made him question himself for a moment. However, he quickly shook off his fears - he was Gilderoy Lockhart after all. "You should have never chosen to go against me, you mere child!"
Harry felt his magic crackle and wondered if the fool was smart enough to back down, but he didn't hold much faith in the thought.
"I may not have done all of the things I have claimed but I am still a wizard of great skill, skills you could never dream of reaching. You're just a school boy with a pretty face and fame you don't deserve. You're nothing compared to me, Harry Potter. Nothing." Gilderoy pulled out his wand in a flourish and pointed it at the boy.
Harry took a moment to check his shields before answering, his voice conversational but emotionless, like he was talking about the weather. "If you tell me exactly what you wished to accomplish here I promise you will not find a painful end. An end yes, but it will be painless."
Lockhart felt his mouth go dry at the boy's reaction. There was no fear, no pleading, it was like he was void of all humanity. He hadn't even glanced at the wand pointed at him.
"You think you can threaten me? Admit it Harry, you've lost!"
Harry tilted his head for a moment. "Lost?" he asked. Gilderoy felt a moment of satisfaction, thinking he had won, before it quietly died. Harry allowed his magic to slowly fill the room, the darkness seeping and growing.
"You're a foolish man. You should have targeted me - yes, I would have retaliated, but I would have been swift. However, instead you chose to target somebody I love."
Harry heard Luna let out a small giggle and turned to her to find that her eyes were now on him and she was smiling. She wasn't bothered by the darkness he was radiating nor the power that was now making the air around him vibrate. Nodding to her, he turned back to face Lockhart who now stood dumb in the middle of the room, his wand limp in his hand and eyes starting to dart around in panic.
"My friends, my family… you don't get to touch them. Nobody gets to touch them," Harry said, his voice quiet and chilling yet somehow managing to fill the room.
In his now growing panic Lockhart sent a stunner at Harry, but the spell died before it reached him, sizzling out with his lack of power and overwhelming fear.
"S-s-stupify!"
"I shall give you one last chance. Tell me what you had planned!" Harry demanded, his voice filled with power. Realising he had made a mistake, Gilderoy turned and tried to run. But before he had taken a step, he was frozen.
"I asked you a question, professor. It would be rude of you to run away without answering me."
Harry turned his palm and watched as the frozen man mimicked his movements until he was on his knees in front of him, their eyes almost level.
"If you don't wish to tell me professor, I think I shall find the information for myself."
Harry knew he wasn't the best legilimens around. He had studied occlumency almost religiously but his study of breaking into people's minds was limited. However he had read all of the theories behind it and, in the present circumstances, he didn't fear leaving lasting damage like he would have had he been attempting the mind magic on somebody else.
"Legilimens."
Harry met a surprisingly strong resistance before his magic flared and crushed the barrier, bringing a shocked gasp from the man bound before him. Suddenly images swarmed him: pieces of broken conversations, dreams of a child, actions of a man, lost thoughts and hidden desires. Overwhelmed, Harry felt his body tremble slightly as he focused on slowing the information, on viewing it and searching through it for what he wanted until something finally caught his attention.
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