A/N: OK so I know I haven't updated but I have had an exhausting month. I pretty much have been working 8 hours strait every day so I'm tired. First real day off. Plus I'm starting another year of college. So sorry you guys had to wait so long.
So here it is
And sorry about the really bad cliff-hanger…. Well kind of but I admit it was really mean to leave it where it was so I apologise.
"Normal talk"
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CHAPTER 12
The morning meal in the great hall was coming to an end and Harry was nervously fidgeting in his seat. He had to talk to the headmaster about his inheritance. He most likely would ask him about his mates and so on. What should he tell him? He would feel really bad if he lied. If the headmaster found out he would give him the disappointed look that made him feel even guiltier. What if the headmaster ended up angry at him? He loved Dumbledore as a role model. He wouldn't be able to stand it if he was angry or disappointed in him. It was times like this that he wished he was far away from the dramatics of Hogwarts.
He sighed, not only was the impending meeting of Dumbledore bugging him but his mates were sitting right beside him and he was starting to feel kind of tingly.
He grabbed his goblet and downed the last of its contents. He may as well as get this meeting over with. He watched the students as they finished there morning meal. He watched them try to look at the head table and pretend to not stare at him. He wondered what they thought of him as he sat at the head table.
He looked over at his Headmaster who was currently pouring a ridiculous amount of syrup on his eggs and bacon. He smiled; only the headmaster would like something so sickly sweet. "Professor? May I ask what are we doing after this?"
"Well Harry you and I are going to go to my rooms and have a little chat then I'm afraid I'm going to have to leave you in the capable hands of another professor while I visit the Ministry briefly. Then after dinner we will retire to my rooms once more."
"Ok professor, but who am I staying with after lunch?"
"With whatever professor is free child. I will make sure you are perfectly safe do not worry."
As long as it wasn't Professor Snape or Malfoy he was good. Harry remained in thought as the Headmaster finished his meal. He watched as the hall began to empty as students began to ready for class.
"Let us take out leave Harry." His attention was quickly snapped back from the students to the headmaster.
"Yes professor."
He stood up and waited for the headmaster to lead the way. He snuck one last look at his mates. Severus looked bored as he finished the last of his breakfast and Lucius who noticed him looking at them flashed him a small smile before leaving the table and made his way out of the Great hall.
That was odd, why would Malfoy smile at him. He had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with him. They had made it clear he wasn't worthy of them and their so called wonderful love. Oh well he was ok without them. He was plenty worthy of them. It was they who were not worthy.
He walked back to the headmaster's office in silence. When they reached the head office he went to go sit down if the chair across from the throne like chair across from a regal looking desk.
"No Harry, we shall talk in my rooms, it is much more comfortable there."
Harry simply nodded. When they entered the rooms they made their way to the Gryffindor styled room and sat down in the comfy chairs near a blazing fireplace. It was warm and more comfortable. He could see why the headmaster would prefer this as a meeting place then a dingy old office not that the headmasters office was plain it was far from that.
"Tea or lemon drops Harry?" Harry smiled of course the headmaster would ask that first.
"No thank you, Sir is there a reason you wanted to talk to me?"
"Yes my boy, it has come to my attention you are truly a remarkable child."
"Professor?" Harry wasn't quite sure what the headmaster was getting at. He was the Boy-Who-Lived of course people thought he was special.
Dumbledore gave him a knowing look. "I am not talking about your status as the Boy-Who-Lived or the Defeater of the dark lord Harry. I'm talking about you and you alone. It is not your image or public status that makes you special Harry it is you heart and your ability to love that does."
Harry smiled. Dumbledore always made him feel special; he made Harry, just Harry a special person. That was one of the things he loved about the headmaster. He didn't care about his status just he himself.
"Professor? May I ask what this about?"
"You know Harry I think of you as my grandson. You are very dear to me." The headmaster continued, he seemed to ignore Harry's question.
"Your happiness is my own as well as your sadness. I wish to keep you safe. I wish to protect you, I wish to be the one you rely on. It is a selfish wish but I am only human. When I found you last night Harry it broke my heart to see you in such a state. You were asleep surrounded by the forest. You were crying the blood of sorrow."
The headmaster looked torn as he talked. Harry had no idea that the headmaster felt so strongly about him.
"Blood of sorrow?"
"When ones heart breaks or when one feels such sorrow it is possible to cry hard enough so that one's tears can turn crimson. Harry you must understand that the things I do are for your protection. I swore to the forest that I would protect you. I know what you are Harry."
"Professor? You know how?"
"The forest told me Harry. Do know Harry that devas's extremely rare. I myself have never met one. But I will do my best to help you."
" Thank you sir." Harry smiled and curled up in his seat. If the headmaster knew of his creature status then he would know he would have mates. He didn't want to tell anyone yet.
"In order for you to feel at home as possible I will be fashioning some rooms for you near the Gryffindor towers. I will try and fashion them to bring comfort to your devas side."
"New rooms?" Harry wasn't sure he wanted new rooms, it would make him different and he just wanted to be normal.
"Yes Harry, new rooms fashioned to fit your new inheritance. It is common for student who receive an inheritance to receive rooms styled to bring comfort to their other half's. It makes life easier for them."
"Oh ok. Thank you." Harry sure hoped this talk was over. He was starting to feel a bit funny. A tad odd. Plus he didn't want to talk about his mates.
"There is also another matter we must speak about Harry. And I am sure you know what it is."
"You want to talk about my mates don't you." Harry looked down and held himself.
"Yes Harry it is important I know who they are. I need to make sure you are safe and I also promised the creatures of the forest to give punishment for their rejection."
Harry sighed, of course the headmaster knew everything. "Sir, I'm sorry but I don't really want to talk about it not yet. I will tell you soon I promise I just want to keep this to myself for now.|
"Alright Harry I understand, I do know every young man has his secrets and I respect that but I so ask not to keep this bottled up I am here to help you."
"Yes sir I know. I trust you."
"Well that's good to hear. Now that we got this out of the way why don't we play a game of exploding snap, I love that game."
Harry smiled. "That would be lovely sir."
A/N : I swear I'm on the next chapter….
