"Help me stop her!" called Harry. "She wants to go kill Dumbledore!"
"Ummm..." said Wendell.
"Andi!" exclaimed Ted.
"Andromeda Venus Tonks née Black!" Sirius suddenly barked. "Heiress Primary of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black!..."
Harry felt Andi suddenly freeze in place.
"... You will cease this unworthy behaviour, immediately, and CALM DOWN!" continued the firm and loud voice of Sirius.
"My Lord!" she immediately returned. "Yes, My Lord!"
Harry then felt Andi relax a little where he was holding her and her hands then come to rest on his upper back, side by side.
"Alright, Pup," said Sirius. "You can release her, now."
Harry hesitated a little before he slowly relaxed his grip on her about her waist. He felt her drop about four inches to the floor when he did so. He had no idea he had her up off her feet.
Thankfully, to him, she didn't try to suddenly attack him or break past.
Once Harry backed off a pace and a took a step to the side, Sirius asked, "Now, Andi; what happened?"
She suddenly tensed and began trying to both yell and choke on her words at the same time.
"Andi!" cried Harry. "Healer's Oath!"
She instantly stopped, took visible control of her emotions again and more calmly replied, "I'm sorry, My Lord; I am not permitted to tell you due to my oath as a Master Healer."
Turning to Harry, he asked, "Lord Potter?"
"She found something that both horrified and angered her to do with my scar," he replied. "However, she was clearly quite upset about something even before that."
Sirius glanced between the two and asked, "Harry, can you permit Andi to tell me? It'll require your verbal assent."
Harry looked around at basically everyone, even all three aurors who were standing on the landing with them, and replied, "In private." Then gestured to his bedroom and said, "Back in my room. Just us three."
Sirius gave a firm nod and said, "Fair enough." Turning to look at everyone else, he declared, "Alright! Fun's over! Harry, Andi and I will be down in a few minutes."
Wendell was the first to react. He turned to everyone else and said, "Alright, folks; this is now an issue of private medical information and none of us need to know. Back downstairs, please." Then started shooing people down.
Harry heard Hermione put up a bit of complaining about how she told Harry what had been done to her, but she obeyed.
One of the aurors held back and repaired the wall where Harry had rammed Andromeda into it. It had left a 'dent' in the plasterboard.
As Wendell was following everyone else down, making sure they didn't stop and try to come back up again, Harry walked back into his room. He wanted to know what that parchment said, especially the last couple of lines.
Without touching it or the hovering quill, he read, 'Soul fragment. Possible attempted possession. Possible Horcrux ritual. Identity: Tom M. Riddle.'
'Oh, shit!' he thought.
As he heard Andi and Sirius come in he whirled to them and said, "Close and lock the door. And throw up your best privacy wards."
As Sirius gave a nod back and turned to do just that, Andi said, "Step away from that, Lord Potter. Most of that you won't understand, anyway."
As Harry moved away from it, Andi deactivated the quill and set it aside. Then she picked up the parchment and re-read at the least the bottom of it.
With a sigh she leaned back onto Harry's desk and waited until Sirius had finished with the wards.
Once he was done, he turned back with a very concerned look on his face.
"Alright," said Harry. "Master Healer Tonks, I, Lord Harrison James Potter, hereby give you my permission to tell Lord Sirius Black what you discovered while examining me. As I say, so let it be written."
With a muted flash between Harry and Andi she relaxed even more.
"I'll start with the worst," she said. "Harry has a soul fragment embedded in the skin or against the cranium behind that scar of his.
"I'm unsure if it's because of an attempted possession that failed and then left the fragment behind, or if it's because someone tried to make his scar, for whatever reason, into what's known as a Horcrux."
Sirius gave a major start of shock and drew a gasp.
Visibly getting himself under control, he looked to Harry and asked, "Remember when I told you about those... 'artefacts'?"
Harry nodded.
"They're called Horcruxes," replied his godfather. The man was looking quite grim.
Harry closed his eyes and propped himself against the examination table. "Damn!" he firmly muttered.
"You've come across one of these before," said Andi to Sirius. She worded it as a statement, rather than a question. "How?"
"I can't tell you that," replied Sirius. "People we don't speak about have me under an oath of my own."
"But, you clearly know what one is," she said.
He nodded.
"The identity of the fragment is a give-away, too," said Harry. "Tom M Riddle."
"Oh, bloody Hell!" Sirius muttered while screwing his face up in emotional pain.
"You know him?" asked Andi.
"Yeah," said Harry, when it didn't look like Sirius would. "Tom Marvolo Riddle is the birth name of the one everyone refers to as 'You-Know-Who', etcetera."
Andi blurted in horror, "If that's the case, then―"
"Then he's still... 'out there'," Harry completed. "Yeah, he is."
He waited a bit. And, when he saw that she'd processed that, he said, "That's how he came to be possessing Quirrell in my first year and a first year Gryffindor student in my second."
"Andi," Sirius gently called to her. "No one must know! Those who don't speak have made this subject an Official Secret of Wizarding Britain."
"Bugger that!" she exclaimed. Glancing at Harry she looked back at Sirius and declared, "I'm getting that thing out of him!"
Sirius declared right back, "You'll get no argument from me on you doing that!"
"Me neither," said Harry.
"The question is, how?" asked Sirius.
"That's my job," said Andi. "I happen to know the cursebreakers of Gringotts come across them occasionally; and very occasionally one of them manages to get him or herself possessed by one.
"I'll contact one of their Master Healers, who I know has already dealt with one such case and find out how he got rid of it. We'll find a way."
"Sounds like a plan," said Harry. "I'm happy with that."
Looking to Sirius he said, "This is one of those... artefacts... I'm not going to be telling the Unspeakables about."
"I don't blame you and neither am I!" Sirius vehemently shot back. "They're just as likely to toss you through the Veil of Death than try to find a way to get it out of you."
Harry nodded and said, "Right. We have a plan for that." Turning to Andi he asked, "What's next on the Healing Harry Potter Programme?"
"That circle-shaped scar on your upper right forearm," she replied. "How?"
"Basilisk bite from a one thousand year old basilisk out of the Chamber of Secrets, followed by three or four tears willingly provided by a phoenix dripped directly into it about three minutes later," he immediately replied.
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