Harry smiled as the last member of the DA left the Room of Requirement. It had been a very successful lesson and he was incredibly proud of what the students had accomplished in such a short time. He just wished they didn't have to do it behind everyone's back. They should be able to learn whatever magic they wanted, not just the magic those in power allowed them to learn. And with Fudge in power they didn't even learn defensive and offensive magic.
It was ridiculous. Didn't Fudge realize that by not allowing them to practice defensive and offensive magic he was only playing into Voldemort's hands? After all, both magics were the main branch of magic that was needed to become an auror. And with a shortage of aurors, the deatheaters were able to do what they wanted.
If only he could change things, if only he had enough power to fix things. He knew he had at least one seat on the wizengamot through his parents' order of merlin first class but he also knew that Dumbledore would do his best to get the seat given to him, probably using Harry's age as a reason why Harry shouldn't be allowed to use it.
Dumbledore… he was another one of Harry's concerns. Harry, and Hermione as well, were of the opinion that Dumbledore put up a front and kept his real agenda hidden. He had several important positions and yet the purebloods still held an advantage over the muggleborns. If Dumbledore really wanted equality for all, why hadn't he used his veto right as Chief Warlock to get rid of the most prejudiced laws? Why did he, as headmaster of Hogwarts, allow the bullying towards muggleborns to continue? Why did he refuse to offer a wizarding class to the muggleborns and muggle raised so they could understand the new culture? Hermione had been very angered when she had found out Dumbledore wasn't all he pretended to be. She had grown up with her parents teaching her to respect adults because they knew what was right. Harry however hadn't had any trouble with believing Dumbledore wasn't a saint. He had never trusted adults after telling several of his primary teachers about the abuse. They had called him a liar and had told Vernon what of course led to a punishment of no food and a 3week stay in the cupboard.
Harry scrunched up his nose, adults were untrustworthy whether they were muggles or wizards. The only adults he trusted were Remus and Sirius and that was after several long and emotional talks during the time spent at Grimauld Place the past summer. It had involved Harry yelling, Sirius cursing and Remus trying to keep moony from coming out.
"Harry, are you coming?"
Harry turned to Hermione and nodded. He quickly grabbed his bag and went to join his best friend at the door. Hermione sighed when she noticed Harry's pensive face. No matter how much they wanted to change things, they didn't have the power to do so. She was a muggleborn and everyone believed Harry to be an insane liar. If only they could find a way. If only there was something that could help them.
The two friends left the room of requirement, neither of them noticing a small emerald green book appearing on a table in the middle of the room.