DIsclaimer: Not mine. Rowlings.
Filius awakened with a headache. Dumbledore was over him and Severus gave him a potion.
„How do you feel Filius?" The headmaster asked worried.
„Just a small headache Albus. Is there bleeding?"
„Nah. I just made you black out. There will only be a blue spot." Harry answered, sitting beside him. Filius downed the potion and promptly felt better. He shot Severus a sly look. That hadn't only been a pain relieve potion. Well, he wouldn't say anything.
Filius smiled at the headmaster.
„Well then, I suppose we can start the last round. My last chance to land a hit." Harry snorted.
„You already did land a hit! I have to sew my jacket thanks to you."
„Yes but the scratch you got doesn't even deserve being called a scratch." Severus sneered. Harry just winked at him and the other man rolled his eyes. Severus went away and Dumbledore let them position themselves again before starting the countdown.
„Three...two...one...fight!"
Like the first fight, both of them watched each other, before Filius let loose a small string of curses. Harry just batted them away. Then his focus was away from Filius for a moment and he used that moment. But again, it was nothing. Nonetheless, Harry seemed suddenly to be deathly serious. The whole atmosphere changed. Harrys aura was fluctuating and the sun was gone. Filius looked up. Dark clouds had appeared. Stones and sand around Harry begun to rise but this time it wasn't intentional. There was the sound of thunder and rain started.
„Sorry Filius. I would have loved to play more." Harry said loudly and took up his hood. Then he got out his second device which promptly transformed- to Filius great surprise to a black scythe. Harry heaved it up, showing it was bigger than himself and Filius didn't believe his eyes as lightening struck the scythe and it started to glow...as if it was powered with energy. Did Harry produce the lightening? The storm?
Filius had no chance to think about it, as Harry thrashed forward. Fear crept up his spine as the hooded figure with the scythe charged towards him. Every spell Filius fired, creatures he summoned or transformed, everything he could think of throwing in Harrys way was destroyed by his scythe. As Harry was standing right in front of him, he just gently placed his finger on Filius forehead.
Once again, everything became black.
Even the headmaster was worried as the atmosphere changed and no one could deny that Harry looked like death incarnate as he got out his scythe. But it seemed as if he didn't harm Filius but just stunned him.
„Third round for Harry. The winner is Harry." Dumbledore declared before everyone rushed to the two.
„Congrat-..." Severus wanted to say but Harry had thrown a hex at him and he fell down.
„Mister Clay..." The headmaster started but Harry interrupted him.
„Bring him to the castle, only I know the counter. He will be fine. Gather your forces headmaster. St. Mungos is under attack." And he was flying towards the gate. Dumbledore shouted orders and the students were brought inside. Minerva and Poppy stayed at his side as he rolled up Severus sleeve. The black mark was thrashing and writhing. Severus was being called.
„Alastor, gather the order. I will follow you there." He called.
„poppy, bring Filius and Severus to the hospital wing." Poppy nodded and was on her way.
„Do you really think the lad said the right direction?" A voice from beside Dumbledore said and Minerva jumped.
„Alastor!" She cried.
„I am not sure Alastor. But it's our best chance." The headmaster replied and looked where Harry had disappeared.
The evening saw Harry sitting at Severus bedside.
„I'm sorry! But I didn't want to fight knowing you might be there!" He said for the tenth time to the man lying in the bed. Severus was pouting.
„And you know, I had something good for the strengthening potion you gave Filius, that was cheating!"
„There were no rules against it! How did you even know...forget it. You hexed me!" Severus replied.
„And I will be making you your own armour from basilisk skin. How does that sound?"
„You promised me that beforehand already." he said miffed. Harry sighed.
„I will teach you the spell I used?" He tried. Severus thought about it for a moment and then nodded.
„Fine." He sounded mollified and Harry grinned again.
„Now will you tell me what happened?" And the grin was gone again from his face. Harrys face looked dark.
„He attacked St. Mungos. We arrived in time to hinder them to make to great damage. Still there were several people wounded, especially healers. Two are dead. But I think the main mission was to get information. They stole several files from the maternity ward..."
At this Severus paled and Harry focused on him.
„Is there anything you want to tell me Severus?" He whispered dangerously. Severus face freezed and his eyes became cold as he looked up.
„Nothing of interest for you." They stared at each other until they were interrupted by the headmaster.
„I believe there are other things you might want to tell Harry."
„If you want to ask how I knew about the attack I will have to disappoint you. It's enough if you know I'm on your side." He answered without looking away from Severus.
„If you are on our side, you shouldn't feel the need to keep secrets." Dumbledore said good naturedly.
„Really? Then why are you keeping yours?" Harry finally looked up but no one answered. A grin appeared once again.
„I will fight this bastard with everything I have. Trust me, I will kill him."
„I don't believe that's in your power." The headmaster answered.
„There are rumours that he can't die." Severus threw in, sounding horse. Harry laughed bitterly.
„Oh he can die. The question is how often I have to kill him until he is dead. I will enjoy every single time." Harry got up.
„Get out of here soon Severus. I will hurry with your armour. Headmaster." He nodded towards Dumbledore and went out.
„He's dangerous Albus." Moody said from his corner. He was nursing a freshly healed arm.
„Yes. He's more like a weapon than anything else." Filius added from his bed. He still felt a bit weak. Dumbledore stroked his beard.
„But for now he is our weapon. As long as he is aimed in the other direction, we will do nothing about him." He concluded. The others nodded.
„And now it's enough with the planning! Out with you, my patients need rest and I'll have to get to St. Mungos in half an hour so be gone!" Mme Pomfrey shooed them out and closed the curtains around Filius and Severus.
„Do you think he gave it his all in his fight with you?" Severus asked in the darkness. Filius needed a moment before answering.
„No. He was just playing with me. He didn't use his wand once."
The holidays had ended and the rest of the students had returned. Severus was in an all-time bad mood since his last summoning though he had a good excuse. But now he was required to spy on his new found friend as well. Harry had held true on his promise and did both, teaching him the spell and making him the basilisk armour. But he didn't spend nearly as much time with Severus or in the library as before. Mostly he just disappeared. It also seemed as if he knew the castle better than anyone else already. The more time he spent with any of the staff, the more secrets added up. While the students were delighted with their new teacher, even some of them were suspicious. Of course, mostly the death eater children and the purebloods. Harry didn't tell Severus but he got informed later that the dark Lord personally showed up and was stopped by Harry in full death-uniform as he liked to call it. Still, while he wanted to know as much about Harry as he could, he wasn't to concerned. Severus knew the reason. The prophesy stated clearly who was able to vanquish him. He just wished Harry really could stay true to his words and kill him. The headmaster had said something similar.
„If the prophesy hadn't been made, I would have been sure that Harry would have been the right one. He has both, strength and skill, to take Voldemort on."
However, it wasn't to be.
Days, Weeks sped by quietly until one weekend Harry appeared with bruises all over. He looked knackered.
„Harry, what have you done!" Poppy exclaimed as she saw him.
„Did you let giants use you as cub? I thought you weren't the one easy to be hit." Severus said from the doorway. Harry laughed before coughing harshly.
„Trust me, there are a few things I'm not completely immune to. Some defences are just more difficult to break down. They either take a lot of time or a few bruises. Since I didn't care, I took the bruises." Mme Pomfrey clicked with her tongue.
„A few bruises? That sounded at least like one broken rip." Harry smiled at her.
„And I'm sure you can fix that in a miffy." She hit his head.
„Ow!"
„Don't get all charming on me young man! You should treat your body better than that. Now get out of your clothes, I need to have a clear look." Harry shrugged and started undressing.
„You haven't been a good adventurer by the looks of those scars." Severus commented.
„Or I have been a very good one to still live." Harry returned.
Poppy started to heal the bruises and looked at his rips.
„You need to eat more Harry." She said absently as she poked him. Harry rolled his eyes.
„Yes Ma'am." One look at Severus showed that he was grinning. Harry stuck his tongue out.
„Very mature. Before I forget, the same for you Severus. I have told you over the years again and again." Mme Pomfrey said. Harry laughed at Severus grim face.
„Severus, if you would please..." A new voice said from the entrance. Severus stepped aside and let the headmaster in.
„Professor Clay, from what I learned over the past decades the post of Defence is dangerous enough to not go out seeking other adventures." He admonished. Harry had the decency to at least look ashamed.
„Poppy, Severus, if you could give us a minute please." Severus turned around with billowing robes and went out. Mme Pomfrey just stared for a moment darkly at the headmaster before going into her office.
„Since you have such a need for dangerous missions, I want you to do one for me." Harry said up, interested.
„Of course. What should I do?" Dumbledore smiled sadly.
„Always so eager the youth...I need you to escort Poppy to two safe houses. She needs to check-up on old friends. If I'd go with her, it would be too suspicious. But I need you to swear an oath beforehand to not reveal anything you will see or hear on that mission." Harry nodded and got his wand out.
„I, Harry, do hereby swear to not reveal anything I hear, see or otherwise get to know on the mission for Albus Dumbledore and everyone involved, or my magic shall leave me. Will that be enough?" Dumbledore nodded and didn't comment on Harrys use of only his first name.
„Very well. Be ready for tomorrow night, you will leave at eight. Poppy, he's all yours again!" He called before leaving. Harry just watched him go and shook his head.
„Something the matter Harry?" Pomfrey asked him.
„Sometimes I just don't know what to think of the headmaster." He replied.
„Yes, I think we can all relate to that. Now turn over." Harry followed her orders, his gears turning who they would visit.
The first visit was to the Longbottoms and proved his theory that they were checking up on the prophesy children. Pomfrey showed him a piece of paper were the secret was kept and they went inside. Harry only knew Alice and Frank as brain-dead livings, so it was quite interesting to see them in person.
Alice was a very nice and caring young woman, whereas Frank seemed quite strict. But Harry could see the love he was giving Alice and knew that Frank was probably of the type who was eternally loyal and would die to protect those important to him.
He knew the feeling.
Alice had been a bit nervous because young Neville hadn't held in food for two days. Pomfrey just gave them the tip with a banana and made the little boy eat. To say Alice was relieved was an understatement. They talked for awhile before they got on their way again. As they apparated to Godrics hollow, it was raining heavily. They hurried to get to the Potters, and the few seconds they needed to get a charm up to shield them from rain was enough to drain them.
„My, my, you're drenched already!" James Potter greeted them. Harry only froze for a second before getting a grip on himself and saying hello.
„With you here, we're having quite the party!"
„Wouldn't it be safer to cut all contacts with the outer world?" Harry more stated than asked. James threw him a mistrusting look before shrugging.
„We're going crazy holed up in here already so...a few people shouldn't hurt anyone." He brought them to the living room and Harry had a clear look around. He only knew the house collapsed after all. Inside, Lily was talking to Dumbledore while Sirius was chasing a little Harry who sat on a children's broom.
Harry felt as if his heart was getting cramps. Using calming exercises, he managed to say a quick hallo to everyone.
„Oh Poppy, while I am happy to see you, Harrys fine." Lily said friendly.
„It's just a small examination. We just decided to do a round since little Neville had problems eating." She answered and sat beside Lily.
„Really? Alice must have been worried..."
„Yes, she sends her regards.." Lily and Poppy started talking about the Longbottoms.
Harry was interrupted from his observation as young Harry crashed right into him. He didn't move an inch and caught the little boy with incredible speed.
Looking at the happy baby, something inside him died.
„Look lad, he's not poisonous or anything. You don't need to hold him so far away." Sirius said from beside him. Harry just gave him little Harry.
„Sorry. I'm just not good with small children." He stroke back his still wet hair. Sometimes he was bothered by the length of it, at times like this were it would dry slower. But he knew, if he dried it by spell it would be nearly as bushy as Hermiones had always been. Explained why the Potters mostly had short hair...and there was the second reason. It would be to easy to connect him to the Potters.
„Who are you anyway? Dumbledore just said he'd bring a guard with Poppy." Harry smiled and held out a hand to Sirius.
„I'm sorry. My name is Harry and I'm the new defence teacher in Hogwarts." Sirius grabbed his hand.
„And I'm Sirius Black. You've probably heard of my family but I'm the black one out of them, ya know?" The pun was so incredibly lame that Harry had trouble not laughing. Instead he answered with one of his own.
„I can't believe that. Are you serious?" Sirius cracked a laugh, as did James.
„Such a surprise to have another Harry here. Lily, did you hear, he has the same name as our son!" Lily looked up and at Harry. All of a sudden Harry felt quite uncomfortable.
„Another Harry? Maybe that's a sign that they will get along." She winked at Harry, who felt the need to back off.
„Harry what's that on your forehead? I have never seen that." Dumbledore frowned at him and Harry felt at his forehead. He quickly brushed his hair over.
„Just an old scar. Brings up bad memories." he said.
„So Harry, what's your last name?" Lily asked.
„Clay." he answered absently. He'd forgotten with the rain that the make-up he wore would be washed away. And then he had stroked his hair back.
„And where is your family? Your parents?" But it wasn't a problem, no one here knew what the scar meant...
„My parents died when I was one year old. I only have an aunt but she's not one of us and frankly speaking, she and her husband hate me."
„That's horrible! What happened?" Harry came back to reality. Surprised for a moment at that question- because he was never asked that question before!, he smiled sadly.
„Some madman. Happens everywhere. Anyway, my life is not a good story."
„Yeah, you look like you could use some sun man!" James added. Sirius handed little Harry to Lily and Pomfrey.
„He does have something of a snivellus in that regard." Sirius said grinning. Harry straightened up.
„Please don't call him that. He's my friend." The men exchanged a look.
„Snivellus? Greasy hair, big nose, pale? A friend of yours? Don't joke mate."
„He's stronger and has more courage than you think. I believe in him." Harrys voice was firm and strong.
„This is no time for school grudges Sirius, James." James went over to Dumbledore.
„You're right Albus. It's time to talk about the time we finally can get out of here. We're going crazy and Harry can't be holed up in here in whole life."
„Just a bit more James, you have to be patient..."
Sirius stepped next to Harry.
„You know, you have the same green eyes as Lily. You aren't related are you?" He asked.
„Do you really think my life would have been a bad story if I had relatives like her?" Harry asked back. Sirius laughed.
„Careful, she's my best mates wife. Anyway, I heard you're a really good fighter. Even fought against the dark blighter himself and held it up?" Harrys face turned dark.
„That's no victory Sirius. Victory will be if he's dead."
„Say...it wasn't him that killed your family, was it?" Sirius asked carefully.
„No. He just reminds me a lot of that guy. Just as dark and crazy." Little Harry started laughing and they looked at the boy who was smiling at his mother. Once again Harry got his feeling that his heart was constricted. He wanted to go. Now.
„Poppy, if we're finished?" he asked politely.
„Ah, don't trouble yourself Harry. I will go back with her together. Do you have an appointment somewhere?" Harry looked outside one of the windows. It was dark.
„ Not yet but if you are finished with me, I might get to one." He answered.
„Very well. I will see you at breakfast tomorrow." Harry looked at the round and smiled pained.
„It has been nice meeting everyone. I hope we will see each other again."
He was out of the door before even one could say goodbye.
„Strange man. Why did he suddenly leave?" James asked. Dumbledore took down his glasses and sighed.
„I fear the sight of a happy family wherein the baby had the same name as him just was to much. I don't know what happened to Harry Clay but at some days even I am afraid to ask."
„Yes I know the feeling. The scars I saw on his body were numerous and some quite old. Probably even from childhood. Broken bones that weren't mended properly..." Lily gasped and held her baby closer.
„But how can you trust him then? Even more if he's friends with Snivellus?" Sirius asked. Dumbledore put on his glasses again.
„Because until now he has been a great help. Though he looks suspicious and has many secrets, Harry never gave reason to think he wasn't on our side."
Little Harry began to gurgle and the talk stirred away from dark topics.
Breakfast saw a very tired looking Harry sitting on the table. He had made his dive into the cave and it had been one of his worst ideas yet to go alone and emotionally unstable. Pure luck saved him from being drawn underwater by the inferi. Though he had marks all over.
„You look worse than me. That means something." Severus said. He wasn't a morning person in any way so Harry took it as compliment that he even noticed Harry.
„Thank you. I couldn't sleep. I kept dreaming from my past." He lied smoothly. Severus looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
„Will you ever tell a bit of that mysterious past?" Harry shrugged.
„Maybe if the war is over." Severus snorted.
„This year is soon over and I just know I'll spent the rest of my life in this school. I'll probably be dead before the war is over." Harry halted. Yes, Severus was quite right in that regard. At least he would have been if Harry hadn't ended up here.
There were two horcruxes left. One was in the hands of Lestrange. He feared that he'd have to break into Gringotts once more. One was probably in Grimmauld place, since the note had already been in the cave. Which meant he couldn't save Regulus...or he was already dead.
„Say, didn't the house Black have two heirs? But the only one I ever hear about is Sirius."
„He has a younger brother, Regulus. He's disappeared though for a week already. He is searching for him...the Black fortune isn't one to be easily lost after all." Severus sounded a bit pained and Harry got interested.
„Regulus...was he a friend of yours?" Severus hesitated.
„To a certain point, yes. But in the last year he rather stayed alone." Harry snorted.
„That should be familiar to you." Severus rolled his eyes and hummed annoyed.
„Anyway, what would you do if you weren't here?" he asked.
„Research. Maybe for St. Mungos or the ministry until I earned enough money to do independent research." Harry smiled.
„If the point comes you were free to do that, could we be partners? I'd give you the starter money and you could do research." Severus rose his eyebrow and looked at Harry for several moments.
„I thought you weren't the one to keep money?" he asked.
„I just don't need it that doesn't mean I don't have money." Harry replied grinning. He held out his hand.
„What an excuse to get into the school..." Severus said suspiciously. Harry held his grin.
„So what do you say?" Severus sighed and took the hand.
„Fine. If the point ever comes, we're partners." They went back to breakfast. After awhile, Harry spoke up.
„You know what that means do you?"
„What?" Severus slowly became really annoyed.
„I'll keep you alive no matter what, partner."
Harry laughed at Severus horrified expression.
„Mister Clay, are you in any way at fault for the mysterious burning of an old family's house?" The headmaster stood at the end of Harrys sickbed, looking even more serious than Madame Pomfrey. Harry didn't know what the problem was. He only had a few slight burnings and a concussion.
„I have no idea what you're talking about headmaster. I was playing with firecrabs in the woods." Harry replied straight-faced. He had burned down the Lestrange house, or at least, where he thought it was. Fidelius was always quite useful. Just not for muggle explosives and fiendfyre. He just didn't think he'd be right above the explosion- and been thrown away.
Dumbledore couldn't help it and his mask cracked a bit. The twinkle was back in his eyes.
„Is there a reason for that?" he asked. Harry shrugged.
„They are naughty little things. But don't worry, I didn't harm any." Dumbledore nodded.
„Very well. Though I really do wish you'd be a bit more careful."
„Me as well!" Pomfrey butted in.
„The only one worse than you is Severus and he doesn't do so stupid things!" Harry looked sideways at the closed curtains. Severus had had a bad round of crucio in the meeting last night.
„How is he?" he asked worried.
„He's fine or will be in a couple of hours. Unlike you! I think it would do you some good if I just let you heal here normally so you see you can't take healing for granted!" Harry grinned.
„If you'd think that'd be best..." he said. Pomfrey slitted her eyes.
„You will stay here over the weekend Mister Clay and then we will see if I can heal you!" Harry shrugged while Pomfrey threw her hands up in an enervated gesture and went into her office.
„You shouldn't annoy our healer so much Harry." Dumbledore reprimanded. Harry shrugged again and started to heal himself.
„I wouldn't be such trouble for her if she didn't insist on helping me. I'm quite capable of healing myself. Such burns are minor, my concussion is taken care of by a potion...there really isn't much damage." In quick movements, his arms were finished and he moved to his torso.
„My record is patching myself together to a point I can walk and fight again is half an hour. Any less and I would have died years ago."
„Wasn't there anyone you could have asked for help my boy?" Harry knew the tone. The headmaster was sad to see something bad in front of him.
„There was. An old man. Sometimes I wonder if he just formed me into a weapon. On other days I think he did the best he could do to prepare me. Most days I just hate him for never telling me the important things straight away."
He took down the bandage over his head and started to chant a healing chorus. Dumbledore watched him until he was finished and got up from his bed. Stretching, Harry called Mme Pomfrey.
„Poppy? I'm all healed now and go back to my quarters, just giving you a heads up." Pomfrey twirled out of her office.
„You will not..." She stared for a second at Harry.
„Listen Harry, I know you can very well heal yourself but it's important that you don't overexercise yourself!"
„I know but this was just minor and I still have a few papers to grade. I come back in the evening anyway, I want to visit Severus."
Mme Pomfrey didn't look very happy but let him go. She sighed as he was out.
„At least he's a good friend to Severus."
„Yes it's strange at times how much he trusts him." Dumbledore replied.
School was over and Harry received many sad looks, as students thought he wouldn't be coming back next year and quite a few gifts for farewell. He felt a bit weird, like the time Trelawney predicted his death for the first time.
While he stayed at the school over summer, he started a full search for Regulus. Of course, the obvious needed to be checked first, Grimmauld place. That he wasn't dead Harry knew since Severus told him that the dark lord still didn't give up the search for Regulus. At least he hoped Regulus wasn't dead.
But searching for hiding people had been his living for the last years. It was kind of his forte. So starting in knockturn alley, he started to collect things that might be helpful...which meant anything related to the Blacks. There were several – dark- spells that could be used to find people. Since Harry didn't think the dark Lord would be interested enough to do the search himself, chance stood good he could at least get a trail.
With a glim in his eyes, Harry disappeared into darkness once again.
The order met in an old cottage Dumbledore had warded for especially this purpose. Their circle became less and less, he thought as he watched them trot in with resigned faces.
„I think everyone is here so we can get started." He said with a smile.
„Where's this new guy, Harry?" James asked and looked around.
„Probably left the country again..." Moody mumbled. He seemed a bit sour.
„I haven't seen Harry in a week." Albus replied.
„Maybe he's already dead." Sirius said. Severus snorted and was met with several glares.
„Severus?" Albus turned to his death-eater spy.
„There hasn't been any news on him though the dark Lord is searching. Personally."
„Who is this Harry?" Meadows asked.
„He was the one who battled you-know-who in St. Mungos." Diggle supplied helpfully.
„Why isn't he in the order?" The Prewitt-twins asked unisono.
„Because no one knows where he's from!" Moody replied sour. Albus cleared his throat and they calmed down a bit.
„Severus, why would Voldemort search for our defence teacher?" The others didn't quite see it, as they didn't know Snape very good but the headmaster knew the expression. Severus Snape actually was worried.
„Apparently he did...something. The dark Lord has been indisposed for a few days. He was furious afterwards and immediately told everyone to search for him. I had to brew something for a ritual he wanted to do as well, to find Harry."
„And of course you did, what a great friend you are Snivellus!" Sirius cut in.
„He even defended you in front of us. As if you could ever be strong and courageous." James added. Albus noticed that for once Severus didn't retort back in hate and anger but strengthened himself up.
„And of course, it would have been best to threaten my position as a spy, just to take one possibility from the dark Lord to find him." He sneered. Albus sighed.
„Could we please get back to the meeting?" Lily said, similar aggravated.
„So this Harry managed to battle you-know-who and stayed alive, he sounds like the solution to this war." Edgar Bones threw in.
„We're slowly running out of strength and will. More and more of us die or decide to flee. It won't be long until the ministry is in you-know-whos control and then there's barely anything we can do anymore." He went on. „No insult Albus."
„Just because he managed to stay alive one round against him, it doesn't mean he would be able to defeat him!" Moody said harshly.
„Albus, you have him as teacher, what do you think of his power?" Alice spoke up. Albus took a moment to reply.
„From what I have seen, he is very skilled and powerful...but neither on my nor on Voldemorts level." He saw the faces around him fall again and hoped that Harry wouldn't be angry with him for his next words.
„But...He has never shown his full potential yet. I have never seen him draw his wand in a fight." Relieved faces followed his words. Harry may be wasn't the one prophesied but it didn't harm to give everyone a bit hope. After all no one was to know about the prophesy.
„You need to bring him to the order Albus." Frank said. „The more fighter we can get the better. And he may be very helpful after all. Are you completely sure he is on our side?"
„Yes." Albus answered.
„Why? Only because he hasn't got the dark mark doesn't make him a good lad." Moody was still suspicious. Albus hesitated for a moment before answering.
„From what I could gather, while there are families with the last name Clay, not one of them is magical. Harrys aura also isn't dark. While he never says so, it seems obvious that he is a victim of pureblood principles as a muggleborn, tortured and chased his whole life. Also, the technology he uses is clearly based upon the muggleworld. No follower Voldemorts would use that."
„Mhpf! He's still suspicious to me..." Eyes were rolled at Moodys scepticism but they all were in general appeased. Suddenly a patronus goose came through the wall to Dumbledore.
„Albus, it's Harry, he came back but with...where are you going young man! You're in bad shape and..." The patronus disappeared.
„You should get him here immediately! It's best if we don't have more full meetings!" Meadowes remarked. Albus nodded and stood up but in the same second flames appeared next to him.