DITD: Cereal of Chaos III
Characters: Harry, Dumbledore, Fawkes
After the sorting, the headmaster had called him to his office. Grim had already informed him of the man's penchant for manipulating and getting into business he didn't belong in. like placing him with his aunt and uncle who didn't want him in the first place.
So when he walked into the eccentric office and saw a red and gold bird that looked only slightly like another one, his eye twitched, and from the large seat on the other side of the only desk in sight Dumbledore wondered why.
"Good evening Mr. Potter." He said. Harry simply shrugged, not in the mood for formalities.
Ignoring the impoliteness, as he knew Harry would respect him because his relatives mistreated him, according to plan, he went on. "I'm unsure about what to do with you since you didn't exactly get sorted into any of the houses," He had been sorted simply into Independent studies along with Mandy who had wanted to go into Slytherin to beat up Malfoy, "So I think it's best if you go into Gryffindor like-"
"No."
Frowning, "I beg your pardon?"
"No. I'm taking independent studies along with Mandy."
"Ms, Maxwell can go along to Gryffindor with you-"
"No." Before the old man could get further on he barged, not at all in the mood for what he was trying to do. "Ms. Maxwell and I both got into Independent studies. We will not be part of the points system. We are not in any house and will stick with black Hogwarts crests."
He was interrupted when an extremely fragile looking bird that he remembered flew through the window and onto the perch with the phoenix that was already there. His eye twitched, though he almost smirked when Fawkes, the phoenix that he now liked, chased the bird away. He watched the stupid thing fly right into the headmaster, and left the room laughing. Maybe he could get to like birds. He certainly didn't hate two of them.
The next morning he watched from a differently-summoned small table in which he, Mandy, and an invisible Grim sat at, as bowls of cereal attacked a first year redhead from Gryffindor and the annoyingly obnoxious pale blonde in Slytherin. His morning was at least somewhat happy when he found that Dumbledore-the-Manipulative was still scratched up and burned from the annoying cereal phoenix that Fawkes had nearly killed for flaming into his territory.
His own bird flew in with a reply from the goblins at the bank on what he had to do in order to sue Dumbledore. This was going to be a good day. He didn't really want the world but he loved power over the stupid and insolent, like Dudley for instance. Now all he had to do was find Voldewart or whatever so he could strangle him and Grim could chop his soul out. And then if Mandy still wanted to, she could o whatever she wanted with the world.
He didn't care, as long as he was there by her side.
