Betrayal
Chapter 1 Back To Hogwarts
" Well, well. What a surprise. Mr. Famous celebrity isn't paying attention again. Tell me Potter what at this moment is more important than my lesson?" snarled Snape.
Harry looked at him, hatred in his eyes.
" Nothing sir." He replied weakly.
" Well then 50 points from Gryffindor. Now as I was saying Vertaserum. Three drops is normally enough for the weak mind."
But Harry didn't hear the rest of what Snape said nor did he care. His mind drifted off again out the window.
" Hey Harry!" Ron screamed in his ear. " The bell went. We're done for the day."
" Oh Right." Harry didn't care if the bell went or not. He didn't care about much these days.
It was a month into the sixth year at Hogwarts. Harry was just taking up space. He wasn't much for conversation either. He would just sit there occasionally nodding or saying, " Yeah. Right." The only time he opened up was on the quidditch pitch, still a star. But when they squashed their rivals slytherin 300-0, Harry just went upstairs to his bed pretending to sleep, while the other Gryiffindors partied until McGonnagoll broke it off at 2:45 in the morning.
It wasn't like Harry's closest friends hadn't noticed this. Ron and Hermoine constantly tried to talk to Harry, try and tell him their feelings to open him up. But they always failed horribly causing Harry to make up excuses that he had to be somewhere else.
" Harry, hurry up. We want to get to the feast while there is still food left." Said Ron.
" Yeah about that, I'm not that hungry. I'll meet up with you guys later, okay?"
" Yeah sure." Replied Hermoine sounding depressed. " Whatever you want."
Harry watched as they went to the Great Hall. He went the complete opposite direction. He only stopped when a great statue was in front of his way.
" Fizzing Whizbees." He muttered. The statue moved. Harry walked up the stairs and opened the great oak door. The door opened to a room he has set foot in many times. Dumbledores office.
" Professor Dumbledore, I need to know the entire story how my parents died."
But Dumbledore didn't reply to Harry's request at once. They stared at each other for a while. Then the old man took of his half moon spectacles, cleaned them, and put them back on.
" I am afraid I have been expecting this for a long time now. I may have given you to much information last summer, Harry. But I feel I owe you the truth."
Harry looked in awe. He couldn't believe Dumbledore was going to tell him what he has wanted to know for his entire life.
" Please sit down. Harry even though you know most of the events this will take a long time."
Chapter 1 Back To Hogwarts
" Well, well. What a surprise. Mr. Famous celebrity isn't paying attention again. Tell me Potter what at this moment is more important than my lesson?" snarled Snape.
Harry looked at him, hatred in his eyes.
" Nothing sir." He replied weakly.
" Well then 50 points from Gryffindor. Now as I was saying Vertaserum. Three drops is normally enough for the weak mind."
But Harry didn't hear the rest of what Snape said nor did he care. His mind drifted off again out the window.
" Hey Harry!" Ron screamed in his ear. " The bell went. We're done for the day."
" Oh Right." Harry didn't care if the bell went or not. He didn't care about much these days.
It was a month into the sixth year at Hogwarts. Harry was just taking up space. He wasn't much for conversation either. He would just sit there occasionally nodding or saying, " Yeah. Right." The only time he opened up was on the quidditch pitch, still a star. But when they squashed their rivals slytherin 300-0, Harry just went upstairs to his bed pretending to sleep, while the other Gryiffindors partied until McGonnagoll broke it off at 2:45 in the morning.
It wasn't like Harry's closest friends hadn't noticed this. Ron and Hermoine constantly tried to talk to Harry, try and tell him their feelings to open him up. But they always failed horribly causing Harry to make up excuses that he had to be somewhere else.
" Harry, hurry up. We want to get to the feast while there is still food left." Said Ron.
" Yeah about that, I'm not that hungry. I'll meet up with you guys later, okay?"
" Yeah sure." Replied Hermoine sounding depressed. " Whatever you want."
Harry watched as they went to the Great Hall. He went the complete opposite direction. He only stopped when a great statue was in front of his way.
" Fizzing Whizbees." He muttered. The statue moved. Harry walked up the stairs and opened the great oak door. The door opened to a room he has set foot in many times. Dumbledores office.
" Professor Dumbledore, I need to know the entire story how my parents died."
But Dumbledore didn't reply to Harry's request at once. They stared at each other for a while. Then the old man took of his half moon spectacles, cleaned them, and put them back on.
" I am afraid I have been expecting this for a long time now. I may have given you to much information last summer, Harry. But I feel I owe you the truth."
Harry looked in awe. He couldn't believe Dumbledore was going to tell him what he has wanted to know for his entire life.
" Please sit down. Harry even though you know most of the events this will take a long time."