Harry Potter & The Loss Of Faith
Chapter 12
"Ah Mr. Potter, nice to see you up and about, you will be going back to Gryffindor tower tonight. Also please meet me up in my office after dinner" said Dumbledore friendly with a hint of demanding in his voice.
Harry's eyes narrowed, he suspected Dumbledore wasn't asking him up to drink coffee and ask about the weather. He was always up to something or wanting to know something, funny thing was he used to think the old man was just concerned. He wanted to laugh at his naivety he knew better than that now.
"Fine" sighed Harry, he really didn't want this tonight but it looked like he had no choice.
"Good good I'll leave you for now my boy" smiled Dumbledore, eyes twinkling brightly he left the ward.
Harry growled angrily, he so hated that man he just wanted to cast the 'Crucio' curse.
Harry quickly ran to the bathroom and puked up, he couldn't believe what he had just thought. Had he really thought about casting such a curse? He had only ever been angry enough once, and he hadn't been even able to do the curse properly. Was Voldemort in his thoughts? It couldn't be could it? His mind was protected? Had he really thought about using that curse? He shivered in revulsion at the very idea.
"Harry are you alright?" asked Poppy panicking beside him.
"I'm fine, I'm fine honestly!" soothed Harry in fact he did feel better apart from his thoughts.
"What made you feel sick? Were you thinking of THEM?" asked Poppy sadly.
"No, honestly I just felt a little sick" promised Harry.
"Ok then, let's get you back to bed, you are not leaving tonight you can just forget it" snipped Poppy.
Harry smiled, well that's how he was getting out of seeing Dumbledore that was just fantastic.
"But Dumbledore demands it" said Harry smirking.
"I will have a word with him" said Poppy.
"Oh well I was looking forward to it too" sighed Harry trying and failing to look miserable about it.
Poppy just snorted before heading to the fireplace, Harry was fine his sense of humour was back too.
"ALBUS DUMBLEDORE HOGWARTS HEADMASTERS OFFICE!" shouted Poppy throwing the floo powder into the fire.
"Poppy how can I help you?" asked Dumbledore politely from behind his big chair and desk, looking much like a king on his throne.
"Mr. Potter cannot go back to the dorm's tonight he's been really sick just now I've sent him to bed with a Dreamless Sleeping potion" said Poppy with demands of her own.
"I see," frowned Dumbledore "Well it's important to his wellbeing I see him tonight".
"He cannot be moving around to much" said Poppy.
"Then I shall come to him" said Dumbledore sounding put out and angry, he didn't like meeting people anywhere apart from his office. It gave him a sense of power and self indulged importance, sitting staring down at everyone.
"Fine" hissed Poppy abruptly disconnecting the floo, she hated Dumbledore he was such a manipulative bastard sometimes. Who just always ALWAYS had to get his own way, power truly had gone to his head, Harry definitely had the right idea.
"Harry how would you feel leaving the wizarding world?" asked Poppy.
"Where did you hear that?" asked Harry stiffening.
"Nowhere I'm just asking" said Poppy 'So he has thought about leaving, such a shame I wish he didn't have to but to get some peace and quiet he would have to'.
"Well I would like to just for a small time" admitted Harry hesitatingly.
"I'll see what I can do" promised Poppy.
"I can't Poppy you know the prophecy as much as I do" sighed Harry sadly "I have to train"
"I'm going to see about hiring someone to train you in defence against the dark arts perhaps give you a mastery" said Poppy.
"You would do all this for me?" asked Harry stunned, sure she had said Harry was a son to her but the fact she was going out of her way to help him showed that she truly did care. Harry felt tears wanting to fall, he was choking with emotion the tears embarrassingly came down his face.
"Oh dear" sniffled Poppy hugging Harry like she was afraid he would disappear. She had came to care for Harry in all the years she had known him. It was nothing for what she felt right now. She just wished she had acted and told him sooner, the so called stern woman was sitting sobbing holding onto an embarrassed tear streaked teen.
"Feeling better now?" asked Poppy softly.
"I'm fine Poppy thank you" said Harry, as much as he thought of her as a mother he couldn't actually call her that. He couldn't…he only had one mother and she had died to save him as much as he loved her as a mum he felt like he was betraying his biological mother. His thoughts were so confusing he just wanted someone who he could discuss this with.
"Poppy? What happened to Severus he hasn't been down in days?" asked Harry.
"He's busy looking up the necklaces" said Poppy.
"You mean this?" asked Harry pointing to the choker/pendant he had on.
"Yes" said Poppy.
"Dumbledore's coming" groaned Poppy quickly moving towards her office.
"Great something wicked this way comes" sighed Harry curling up and pretending to sleep. He felt like annoying Dumbledore so he was going to do just that.
"Oh hush" said Poppy but Harry could hear the amusement laced in her voice.
"Ah Mr. Potter… you're asleep" frowned Dumbledore put out.
"I did tell you he had a dreamless sleeping potion" fibbed Poppy not even feeling bad about it.
"When will he wake up?" demanded Dumbledore.
"Whenever he is ready" said Poppy right back at him.
"I need to teach him Occlumency" sighed Dumbledore.
"From what Mr. Potter has told me he already has that covered, Snape couldn't get into his mind" frowned Poppy coming out of her office confused.
"Yes but I am not Severus am I? I'm much more magically powerful than him" said Dumbledore superiorly.
Harry wanted to laugh his bum off, Dumbledore couldn't see what was in front of him could he? Probably couldn't see past his abnormally large crooked nose that only looked small because of how he kept his half moon glasses on. Severus was more powerful than he let Voldemort or Dumbledore think, he was sure Poppy knew that as well. Judging by Poppy's thin quivering lip she was trying to suppress a smile maybe even a laugh.
"Feel free to try and get passed my mind's defences Headmaster" said Harry innocently inwardly he couldn't wait to see his face when he couldn't get in. No doubt it would take him down a peg or two.
"Legillemency!" said Dumbledore softly but powerfully.
He was met with a brick wall, frowning he used more of his magic and tried to force his way in. Still nothing, he ended up dipping into his reserve magic to try and get into Harry's mind but nothing. He was absolutely furious and panting heavily by the time he had given up.
"Are you ok Headmaster?" asked Poppy.
"I'm fine" said Dumbledore trying to cover just how exhausted he was. He waited until his world stopped spinning before attempting to get up.
"Are you sure?" asked Poppy fussily. She was actually enjoying seeing the headmaster being anything but his normal cheerful self.
"I'm fine!" snapped Dumbledore… "I'm sorry its just I've not been getting much sleep these past few weeks" he finished unhappily.
"It's fine headmaster, at least I wont have to take Occlumency lessons anymore" smiled Harry.
Dumbledore looked angry, his friendly blue eyes going ice cold before going back to their joyful headmasters kind eyes. Snapping that he would get some sleep Dumbledore left very angry, his magic had let him down against a young boy who hadn't even graduated Hogwarts. It wasn't something his ego could deal with, unfortunately his office suffered the worst of the damage, he used that much magic he couldn't repair all the damages.
Ouch Dumbledore's ego has just taken a huge blow! will he try again? make Harry join the Order? or will Harry be gone before he can force him? will Harry have vaults full of books that will help him defeat Voldemort? including one eventually to slow down time? R&R Please take care x
