A/N: This is based off of 'Creepy Song LSD2' on YouTube.
I Know a Secret
Harry Potter fanfic
He hadn't written back, not once all summer. They thought something had happened with his guardians; he never did like calling them a family.
When Hermione and Ron had boarded the Hogwarts Express to go to, well, Hogwarts, they didn't see Harry on the train. Hermione suggested that they look for him, but Ron insisted that he was probably just on an emptier part of the train, trying to be alone, and who were they to stop him?
Eventually Hermione quieted down, and they rode the way to Hogwarts in more or less silence.
When they reached Hogwarts, they didn't see Harry at the feast. Once again Hermione insisted and almost did go to search for him, but Ron once again calmed her down. He told her that Harry almost always missed the first feast, it was almost like a tradition, and that she was overreacting because she didn't hold his hand on the way up.
A few hits to the head later…
When the feast was wrapped up and their stomachs full, everyone headed up their houses' common room, and when Hermione and Ron still didn't see Harry, they both agreed to ask Dumbledore if he knew where the elusive Harry was.
Reaching his office, the password was Chocolate Frogs, they found him in his chair, looking grim-faced and solemn.
"Sir" Hermione began, "We don't mean to interupt you, but do you know where Harry is? We haven't seen him at all!"
"Hermione, child, sit down. You as well Ronald, you'll both want to sit when you've heard what I've to say."
Doing as he told, they both sat in the chairs facing his desk.
"I'm sorry to admit, but Harry Potter has, of this summer, commited suicide."
Hermione gasped and covered her face, mumbling "No, no, no, no…" and Ron was just sitting there, in shock.
Dumbledore pulled out a large yellow envelope and passed it to Ron. "This was addressed to you and Miss. Granger, it was the only thing found with Harry… besides the knife…"
Ron took in numbly, the situation still not having sunk in.
"Come on 'Mione, let's go back to the common room…"
Hermione was breaking down into harsh sobs by the time they reached the common room, which still hadn't lightened up in it's occupation just yet as there was students of all years hanging around. All of them became silent when Hermione and Ron walked in.
Ron barely whispered, "Harry's dead…", but the whole room heard.
He lead Hermione to the couch, and after an hour or so her sobs quieted, and nobody had moved.
Deciding now was as good a time as ever, Ron opened the envelope and looked inside, but all he found was a cassette tape and player.
Dropping these out onto the table, he put the cassette into the player and looked at Hermione, who nodded.
Pressing the play button the sound of heavy breathing filled the room and everyone stared at the player that Ron had returned to the table.
"Whoever finds this
Whoever hears this
I want you to know that
I'm going to die.
I'm going to kill myself.
And I think I owe it to my friends
To tell them why"
The sound of the sobbing filled the room, Ron looked back over at Hermione, but she wasn't crying, she was looking at him as well. They realized that the recording was crying, or better yet, Harry was. And the tape of his last speech was something all of them wished they'd never heard.
"I'm going to die because
I know a secret.
Not many people know about it
And I wish I didn't either
I don't like to talk about it
But ever since I found it
Nothing quite makes any sense…
Since I found it
Strange things have been happening…
That should never happen
When you're awake…
Like…
Like two nights ago
I thought maybe
Things were getting back to normal again
But then I suddenly noticed my eyes in the mirror
In the dark
Then I realized
They weren't my eyes…
They started sliding down the wall…
And then I realized
There was no mirror there
The night when it first started
Things, just, random things
Would fall apart into little spiders
For no reason…
I could hear their legs clicking over the walls
In the dark
Sometimes, when I try to sleep
I could feel them crawling on me
Like they're angry
They carry little pieces of me away
Into the walls
And I scream
And I keep screaming
And waiting for the alarm clock to ring
But it never does…
So I don't sleep anymore
I don't turn on the lights anymore either
Because I don't want to know what I'll see
I just sit here
In the dark
(hehe hehe)
And I just keep laughing
(hehehehehe)
Because I'm too afraid to stop (hehehe)
It's all because
I know the secret
Because I opened the box…
See, there's a box
Down in the basement
I don't know how it got there
It's been there for as long as I can remember
Just sitting there in the dark
I've always been afraid of that box
You know the one I mean
It's an ordinary looking box
Usually floating in the jelly just behind your thoughts
Sometimes you'll see it in your nightmares
There'll be a dark room
With a dark corner
And in that corner
There'll be a box
It's always there, even if you don't notice it
And if you look at it very closely…
(deranged laughing)
But then you wake up
And you forget it ever happened
The box soaks up what you don't want to see
It keeps everything from falling apart
That feeling that you almost know something
That would tear your mind to pieces
You have to know what it is
And once you know it
You'd do anything to forget it
But it's too late…
When the box is open
You can never close it again
And last week
I went down into the basement
And I opened the box
That's when it all started…
The whispering…
Things that don't talk
Chanting their secrets to me…
I still don't know what happened to my family
The ones that used to live with me
But there are pieces of them
Still laying in the corners
They don't say anything anymore
And everywhere I look
There's a new world
Made of little spiders
Swarming in the dark
As I watch myself slowly fall to dust
Because now I know
What I never wanted to know
Because of that one
Simple
Little
Thing
I saw in the box
And it was…
Well…
That's the secret
If I told you
You'd open the box too…"
