J.K Rowling owns Harry Potter, Bethesda owns the Elder Scrolls, all I own are my thoughts, kind of sad really…
The order meeting let out, the chatter as everyone left was varied but centred around a single question, would you support Harry Potter? The majority would back Harry on principle; he was the 'saviour of the light' after all, not to mention the sheer power he had displayed. A lesser few would support anyone that had Dumbledore's backing, amongst them Professor McGonagall, who despite the berating she and to a lesser extent Dumbledore had gotten hadn't learnt to be less trusting of the old goat fucker. An even smaller number, consisting of muggleborns, halfbloods and those with close ties creatures actually believed in what Harry wanted, oddly enough Remus, the only creature present, sided with the Dumbledore supporters. The minority consisting completely of purebloods opposed Harry; they thought the Wizarding World was fine as it was.
Harry was smiling as he and Nymphadora headed into an adjoining parlour, that had gone well, he had sowed seeds of dissent amongst the order, created his own faction and once again proved the wizard's believed that 'might meant right' just as planned. He sat down with a dusty thud, Tonks sitting down soon after, this place was a disaster zone, it looked as if no one had so much as dusted in a century. Sound seemed to echo in this, well Harry wasn't willing to call it, house as the scampering of feet approached the door just as it burst open. The Weasley children and Granger fell into the room, quite literally it looked like one of them had tripped in the doorway, seems that Nym wasn't the only clumsy one.
They picked themselves up and took seats around the room, looking embarrassed and anxious. It seemed that a silent argument was being waged between them, all were uncomfortable, and Harry was obviously annoyed with them. What they didn't realize that Harry was actually furious and that all he needed was the slightest provocation to electrocute one of the traitors. Someone really should have given them the memo.
"Harry mate, where were you, we were all upstairs eavesdropping on the order meeting." Ron spoke with a smug smile. Ron was certain that Harry had been here alone and in his attempt to escape them hadn't even tried to listen in to the order meeting, so it would be easy to coax a conversation out of him with the information, despite the only thing they were able to hear being some kind of crackling…
"I was at the meeting Weasley and I am not your mate…" Harry wouldn't rise to that idiots bait. Ron's plan backfired, the jealousy that Harry was meant to feel had struck Ron hard.
"Well this was fun and all but I need to get home…" Tonks said as she stood, she looked in Harry's direction, he just shrugged and nodded, she kissed him on the cheek which had Hermione looking disapproving and Ginny glaring in jealousy. She would probably just grab a change of clothes and meet him in his bedroom later. Harry loved her nightly visits, he didn't know how he would survive at Hogwarts without her… maybe he could…
"That's just great! We've been here the entire time begging to get into that meeting, you show up the first day and Bam! They let you in! Bloody Boy-Who-Lived-" Ron's rant was cut short by the ball of electricity that slammed into his chest. The room turned to Harry.
"What? I left him alive…" Harry announced to the room. He turned and left, maybe that would teach them… Na, probably not, wizards and witches weren't ever known for their common sense.
Harry went up to the room he'd be using, he needed to think through his trial, he couldn't let that idiot Fudge get the better of him, the guy was a moron but he was also a politician with years of experience in bullshitting and denial under his belt, Harry knew better than to underestimate his opponents. Harry dropped himself onto the bed, it had been one hell of a day and he was exhausted, but he had no time to sleep just yet. The Dementor was his ace, he would need to play it when the time was right, he needed to back Fudge and his people into a corner, but he knew the analogy well enough, Fudge would be at his most dangerous then so Harry needed to be careful and strike just right.
His train of thought was interrupted by a knocking at his door, rising with a grunt he opened the door to see Remus and Sirius standing in the hall. Harry promptly slammed the door in their faces he had no time for either of them right now. They knocked again, Harry ignored it he really didn't need this right now. They knocked again harder this time, once again Harry ignored them. Remus and Sirius having had enough with being ignored opened the door.
"Alright, we get it pup, we screwed up, what we won't to know is how and what can we do to fix it?" Sirius pleaded.
Harry's only response was to rise, retrieve the Mysterium Xarxes from his trunk and return to the bed, opening it to a random chapter and reading.
"Harry please, we understand that you think we've done something wrong but we haven't done anything wrong, where is this hostility coming from?" Remus spoke up.
Harry's face did not change but on the inside he was seething, the entire reason Harry was angry was because they had done nothing when they should have done something.
"Please Harry answer us!" Sirius shouted, he'd already lost Lily and James, he couldn't lose Harry.
"Harry, your parents would be ashamed of the way your acting!" Remus yelled… bad move.
The anger that had been rising in Harry's chest exploded, how dare that damned animal! Harry was tempted to cut the werewolf in half for even thinking that, but he reined his temper in enough so that his response wasn't crush, kill, destroy, or at least not kill and destroy. Harry turned to Remus eyes once again glowing and with lightening encasing is arm punched Remus in the face. The punch broke Remus' jaw and sent the older man reeling to the ground.
"Lupin… if you ever speak about my parents in front of me again… I will kill you… and as to what you did… nothing… you've done nothing… both of you… you weren't there for me as a child… he choose revenge over me… you both abandoned me again this Holiday… No Remus, my parents would be ashamed of you… " Harry spat out anger and hatred burning in every word. "Pick him up and get out Black…NOW!"
Sirius hefted Remus off the ground and dashed from the room, the old dog was regretting ever looking at Dumbledore let alone listening to him in regards to Harry. Harry was James and Lily's kid for Merlin's sake! Harry was right they had abandoned him, just as he was abandoned to Azkaban… He was a hypocrite, a traitor, a piss poor Godfather, and worse friend. Yet another thing to add to the Sirius Black list of mistakes and regrets, Sirius thought as he looked back at Harry's closed door and sighed.
Harry lay back down on his bed, that had released a lot of tension, he should punch someone in the jaw more often. Harry once again opened the Mysterium Xarxes, he might have a plan but a little help would never hurt, especially the help of the Lord of Revolution.
