Chapter 7
*********CONTUNIUE WITH FLASHBACK***********
~~~~~Harry POV~~~~~
"I told you Professor, I don't know why Voldemort let me go." We are in the headmasters office. Snape sits in a chair beside me.
"All I know is Voldemort tried to find out any information I may have known about the Order. I was able to keep my occlumency shields up. Eventually, he gave up. After that, I was left alone, locked in a room for a few months." Such a lie…Not a very good one at that. I didn't really have time to come up with something more believable. If only I was as good of a liar as Dudley.
I take a deep breath and put my face in my hands. "All I can tell you is that I woke up this morning and was alone on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. I then came straight here."
I am so tired. Dumbledore had me brought to his office when I was sighted walking through the Hogwarts gate. Ever since then, I have been questioned nonstop. How many hours has it been?
Snape looks over at me and then directs his attention to Dumbledore. "Headmaster, if I may say, Potter seems to have told us everything he knows. I don't think anything will come from continuing this discussion. Perhaps, it would be best to carry this on later."
"You are right, Severus."
Dumbledore rubs his eyes and turns to face me. His once twinkling eyes are now dull and tired. "Harry, your trunk has been left in your dormitory. I will send a house elf to deliver your new books for term."
I try to muster a smile. "That you…Professor. "
Wanting to leave the old git as soon as possible, I stand and head off through the corridor.
"Potter!"
I turn and see Snape swiftly coming towards me, his black robes flowing through the air behind him. Reaching me, he forcibly takes hold of my wrist and leads us down an empty side corridor.
"Why was I informed only just this morning that the Dark Lord was sending you back to Hogwarts? How can all of you expect me to be prepared in foiling the old man when I have no forewarning of what is happening?"
Standing up as straight as I can, I only reach his chin. "I do not know every reason for what our Lord does. Maybe he doesn't want you knowing the plan due to your mistake at the ministry a few months ago. You still remember don't you? Of course, how could anyone forget that you almost mistakenly divulged the return of the Dark Lord to Fudge. You must earn your place back into the good graces of our Lord."
Snape looks down at me before backing away. I notice him holding onto his arm. Probably where the Dark Mark is burn into his skin.
"Just because the Dark Lord has placed you by his side, doesn't mean you have the right to speak to me in that manner."
"Actually Severus, I do have that right." Turning on my heels, I walk away.
It is now near the end of October, two months since arriving back at Hogwarts. I have constantly kept watch over Dumbledore as commanded by my Lord. It is hard though, due to Dumbledore avoiding me. I have tried to meet with him countless times but he always replies he has other meetings to attend to. Even without being able to spend alone time with him, I have been able to inform the Dark Lord of his whereabouts by owl. I have noticed the Headmaster has left Hogwarts several times but I have yet to find out where he goes. Without this important information, I feel as though I am disappointing Voldemort.
I sit in between Ron and Hermione in Professor Binns, history class. Not wanting to raise suspicion upon myself, I have kept the role of so called 'light savior' and have remained surrounded by the people I once trusted. Not anymore. Leaning to the side, I rest my head on my arm. Professor Binns voice drones on.
I miss him. The only means of communication between us have been through owl post heavily concealed form others by charms. I wonder if he thinks about me? Yes, I can tell he is angry that I have not gotten more information about where Dumbledore travels, but he has to think about me sometimes…Right? The kiss had to have meant something. It means something to me…now.
"Come on, Harry. Class is over…Tell me you didn't daydream the whole time?" Hermione is standing, holding a stack of textbooks in her arms.
Ron walks over and claps a hand on Hermione's shoulder. "Of course he didn't, Mione." He winks at me behind her back.
"Hey mate. You seem distant these past few weeks. I don't know what all happened when you were with You Know Who, but you can tell me anything. Anyways, cheer up! Tomorrow is the Halloween feast!"
"Yeah, thanks Ron." I plaster a smile on my face and begin to gather my things. Gosh, tomorrow's already Halloween? I need to get ready.
I unconsciously press one of my hands on my robes where Voldemort marked me beneath. Soon I can finally stop hiding my new identity. Maybe after Voldemort exposes himself with me by his side, we can move our relationship forward…