"I have an idea." The gray cloaked figure suggested.

"What is it?" The Gatekeeper asked.

The Counselor of Wisdom stared at him for a long moment.

"You could let him see why he was 'betrayed'."

"I don't have that power." The Gatekeeper admitted.

"What really happened anyways?" The Counselor asked.

"Weasley fell head over heels in love for Granger; because of that he gained an obsession with protecting her. After their near fatal encounter with Voldermort for the millionth time he lost his nerve; and fearing for her he stunned her and then placed her into a deep slumber. Afterwards he magically forged her handwriting and gave Harry a letter saying that Hermione had had enough."

"That doesn't explain everything." The Counselor noted.

"Well, after that Weasley and Potter had continued for a while until that fateful cliff encounter. Weasley had programmed the wristwatch that he had gotten for his last birthday to include Granger. When he saw her hand on 'dying' Weasley panicked and left Potter hanging over the cliff edge."

"So Harry thought that Hermione had abandoned him and Ron just took off when he was needed most." The Counselor summed up.

"Naturally it was much more complicated than that but it is a good three second summary."

"Why did the hand say 'dying'?" The counselor asked.

"The irony is she was dying because her heart was breaking, she needed to be with Potter to be complete."

"But she was in a deep slumber." The counselor objected.

"It doesn't matter all that much when the witch or wizard that has been placed in the dreamless sleep has a great amount of love and magical power. She felt Potter's suffering."

"Is that possible for humans?" The Gatekeeper could almost see the frown.

"Rarely. But it is possible."

"Why rarely?"

"Usually their hearts have to be deeply connected."

HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP

Harry hopped onto the train before Arthur could warn him about Sirius. Harry selected a compartment and a moment later Hermione and Ron joined him. In the corner they saw Professor Remus Lupin resting. He looked utterly exhausted.

"Well, what do you think about that Sirius Black, Harry?" Ron asked suddenly.

Harry shrugged slightly.

"He's just my godfather."

Ron's eyes bulged.

"What? He's- he's your godfather?" Ron asked in shock.

"Yeah." Harry replied nonchalantly.

"Bloody Hell mate."

"Ron!" Hermione chastised.

"Sorry Hermione." Ron apologized.

"Anyways, moving on. Do you reckon that there any new security wards?" Harry pushed on.

"I suspect so." Hermione noted.

"I wonder what though." Ron mused.

"Hopefully not Dementors." Harry had a slight shudder when he thought of the billowing cloaks and rattling breathing of the dark creatures.

"Those things that suck out joy?" Hermione asked.

"They're the ones." Harry nodded slightly.

"You can talk about You Know Who as if talking about the weather but dementors send chills down your spine?" Ron asked.

"They are my greatest fear." Harry admitted.

"Why them?" Ron asked.

"Have you ever encountered one?" Harry asked.

"No, why?" Ron looked at him for a long moment.

"Trust me, you don't want to be near one."

A moment later Harry began to feel the effects of the dark creatures. His scar burned for the first time since when he had tried to tell his past to Hermione in his first year. Harry drew his wand, stood, faced the compartment door, and readied himself. He was not going to be drained by such hideous abominations.

Lupin's wand suddenly flared up.

Harry continued to hold his wand out in front of him.

"Dementors." Harry growled.

Lupin nodded slightly at him.

"Can you cast the Patronus charm?" Lupin asked seriously.

Harry gave him a quick nod without turning to look at him.

"If you get in trouble though I will take over."

Harry nodded slightly once more.

A few seconds later a dementor opened the door to the compartment.

"Sirius Black is not hiding under our cloaks, you can go." Lupin said quietly.

The Dementor ignored him and began to enter. Harry didn't pause, he said in a clear but quiet voice:

"Expeto Patronum." Harry's Patronus slammed into the Dementor and chased all of the dark creatures off of the train.

However, Harry had felt the effects of the Dementor for the short time it had been on the train. He was chilled. He was also shaking slightly from the effects of the Dementor.

"I really hate those things." Harry muttered.

"Here take this." Lupin was breaking off pieces of chocolate and handing them around.

"Thanks Professor." Harry said as he accepted a piece.

Lupin nodded slightly, told them he was going to talk to the conductor and left.

"Blimey Harry, I had no idea you could do that." Ron said in awe.

"I prefer to keep the fame as low as possible, it isn't every third year that can cast a Patronus Charm." Harry muttered to him as he munched on the chocolate.

"When did you pick that one up?" Ron asked.

"At the very end of last year. I just had gotten it right before we left. That was the first time I've used it on a real Dementor." Harry replied lowly.

"By the way your Patronus took an interesting shape." Lupin noted as he reentered the compartment.

"What do you mean?" Harry looked up at him.

Lupin's eyes widened slightly as he realized who had cast the Patronus.

"Your Patronus took the form of a stag Harry."

Harry knew that he had already pushed things too far and decided to 'act dumb'.

"So what Professor?"

"I just thought it was interesting." Lupin replied after a few moments.

"Is that all there is to this story?" Hermione asked Lupin.

"That's all there is to it." Lupin said without looking at her.

Hermione looked at Harry for a moment. She knew what he was thinking.

"Alright. I trust you Professor." Hermione said.

Fortunately the ride wasn't much longer so the awkward silence didn't last long. It seemed like mere seconds before he felt someone tap his shoulder as they were leaving the train. Harry turned and was surprised to see a much paler Draco Malfoy. Malfoy was shaking from the effects of the Dementors.

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"Its about the Dementors. I heard you kicked them off the train." Draco replied.

Harry nodded.

"Yes, what about it?"

"Thanks, I don't like them." Draco said and quickly strode over to Crabbe and Goyle.

Harry stared in awe for a few seconds before he caught up with his friends.