Harry walked slowly from his dorm towards Dumbledore's office. He wasn't sure why the Headmaster had summoned him at such a late hour, but he did not like to question the man's motives. He walked down the corridor, his wand out and a lumos charm resting on the end.
"For Merlin's sake boy, would you put out that blasted light." One of the portraits said from the wall, Harry recognized it from his third year when he had been trying to find Peter Pettigrew.
"Sorry Sir, I forgot." Harry apologized, putting out the charm.
"See to it that you remember, Potter." The man replied from the darkness.
Harry continued walking carefully, in order to not knock anything over.
"Potter, what the hell do you think you are doing wandering around the castle in the middle of the night?" A voice said from the darkness. It was a deep voice that brought Harry anger and annoyance. Snape.
"The Headmaster sent a house elf who told me to report to his office straight off. Sir." Harry added the 'Sir' at the last moment, not being able to help the poison in his tone.
Snape huffed loudly as if exhausted from the day's comings and goings. "Well then, I suggest that you hop to it and get to the Headmaster's office swiftly and without causing any trouble." When Harry did not move quick enough Snape snapped at him, "Go!"
Harry jumped at the sharp tone that rang through the quiet hallways and quickly resumed his previous walk to the Headmaster's office, but he did not dawdle as much this time around.
As Harry approached the intimidating guardian of Dumbledore's office thoughts that he had previously suppressing began to zoom around his mind, pressing to be heard. The main one being: Why had Dumbledore called this meeting, especially in the middle of the night?
Shaking his head to rid himself of the thoughts, Harry spoke the password that Dumbledore's messenger had given him: "Caramel apple."
With that, a great rumbling sounded throughout the empty corridor and Harry quickly stepped onto the stairs. Within a few moments he was standing at the entrance to the Headmaster's office.
"Good evening Mr Potter." The Headmaster welcomed as he poured two cups of tea.
Harry nodded in reply to the greeting before asking his pressing question, "Why have you called me here Professor? Why not wait until the morning?"
"Sit down first my boy." Dumbledore said, pointing to one of the available chairs.
Harry sat and looked at him expectantly, waiting not so patiently for his questions to be answered.
"Harry, how much do you know about the sexual maturity of wizards?" Dumbledore passed him on of the cups.
Harry was unsure as to whether he had heard the man correctly and went over what the Headmaster had said to him a few times before spluttering. "W-what?"
Dumbledore sighed and pondered for a second. "Okay then, it's time for the long explanation. Witches and wizards have a percentage of their magic that is stored away inside of them at birth. This magic will be kept and locked away. The magic will remain untouched until said witch or wizard reaches full sexual maturity. This happens by the taking of the wizard's or witch's virginity by another wizard."
"Wait. It has to be a wizard, it can't be a witch?" Harry felt very nervous all of a sudden.
"Correct. The stronger the wizard is, the more magic will be released."
"So, you are saying that if I have sex with another wizard, I will gain more magic?" Harry asked.
"You will be powerful enough to kill Voldemort, Harry." Dumbledore's face was solemn.
Harry stood up and started pacing. On the one hand, if he did this he would be able to defeat Voldemort and potentially save the world, whilst, on the other hand, he would have to finally face the question that had been brewing in his mind ever since he got a hard on in the boy's locker room. He already knew what he would choose before he finished thinking about it.
"Well, who do you suggest I-" Harry hesitated. " Do it with?"
"I have already spoken with the staff and almost all of them would be willing to help you reach your full maturity."
"Wait. A Professor!? Why does it have to be a Professor. Why can't it be, I don't know, someone my own age?" Harry all but yelled.
Fawkes cawed angrily at Harry, raising his voice, and he quickly made himself calm back down.
"The wizards who teach under this roof deserve their positions, many are among the strongest wizards in Europe. Severus has created potions, poisons and antidotes that countless others spent centuries trying to create. Hagrid was able to master his understanding of many beasts in our world and his bestiary sits on the Minister's desk. Professor Lupin mastered the Patronus charm as well as the Avis charm in his second year. Any wizard your age does not have the experience and knowledge that you would need in order to release your full power." Dumbledore sighed and took a seat behind his desk. "Go back to your dorm Harry, you have a lot to think about tonight. Sleep well Mr. Potter."
Harry didn't sleep at all that night.