Leon Ainsworth[1]

   The body he was in moved again against his wishes, tightly grabbing the hand, before pulling himself forward. 

   Meanwhile, Harry was still confused. He felt like his mind was playing tricks on him, ones he didn't like even in the tiniest bit.

   'Just what is going on? How am I… here…?' He thought.

   The strangest part about it all was that he wasn't even 'in' himself, but within a completely different person.

    'Is all of this part… of the 'truth' the other voice was talking about?' Harry thought, eventually deciding to simply calm down and watch how all of this would play out.

   The two boys kept talking, the major part of their discussion consisting about their life in the academy and their future.

   From their interactions, it wasn't hard for Harry to deduce that they were close friends, who had known each other for years.