AN: I know its been forever, but since only seventeen people have possibly seen this story I you were holding your breath. However if you have made it this far I will reward you by skipping Harry's pre-pansy years to his full out pansy extravaganza years (fifth book)
Hey, it's Damien again. So, my father is in the order of the phoenix, and because he would have to spend a lot of time at headquarters they let us move in there. And the for half the summer all Ron and Hermione kept going on about how much they wanted to tell Harry where they were, and yet when Harry got there he blew his head off yelling about how out of the loop he was, and how he deserved to know everything that was going on, even though he was only fifteen he still deserved to know every little detail about Dumbledore's plans, and that the world would be a much better place for it, because there couldn't possibly be any information he wasn't ready for, or would abuse, or would accidently let slip to the wrong people, no, famous Harry Potter should be told everything that goes on in the most secret and most important organization in all of Britain.
Then, he got to Hogwarts, and simply couldn't believe that people didn't think that Voldemort could have returned, even if his description was a bit sketchy, and quite frankly the version that Profit had was much more comforting, but no, famous Harry Potter should always be believed, but then I kind of get where he's coming from, I mean, having the entire school think you are a loony can be hard, but then who does he yell at? His best friends! Dude, this kid has some anger management issues.
And then after he gets all those detentions with Toad-Lady, he says 'I don't need to tell Dumbledore, I can handle it, he doesn't need to know' wait, could that possibly be why Dumbledore didn't tell Harry everything, because Dumbledore and the rest of the order could handle it and Harry didn't need to know? Naw, that cannot be it!
So after this very eventful year Harry gets the exact thing everyone has been trying to prevent, a vision, and goes racing off to the ministry of magic against the better judgment of his only friend with some sense on the word of a conniving little house elf who hates both him and Sirius.
So after this fiasco he then destroys all of the priceless interments in Dumbledore's office screaming about how no one knows even the slightest bit how he feels, because no one has ever had a loved one die, and no one has ever blamed themselves for it, especially not Dumbledore, who thinks he might have killed his sister. Bloody pansy.
AN: Yes, it sucks, and it doesn't follow the format of chapter one, but it gets the whole Harry is a pansy bit across. (and it is nearly eleven in the morning and I wrote this in ten minutes, so maybe a little can be excused) Unfortunately my brother might kill me when he figures out I posted without him, but hey. PANSY FOREVER!!
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