158. Dumbledore, Dumbledore, and Dumbledore

**Fred's POV**

**Fred: Yay me!**

**Werewolf Marcy: Sh!**

As Harry finished talking, we Disapparated to Hogsmeade.

"Changed a lot since we last came here..." I sighed while taking Mione's waist.

"Oh look Harry! You're still famous!" Georgie said happily.

Just then, an alarm went off.

"Oh no. Come on" Harry said and we hid in a restaurant, I think.

Death Eaters looked at all of them, until they reached ours. Before they could, an alarm far away went off.

"Potter!" One of them yelled running to it.

"The gates" Harry said quickly and we ran to them, but unfortunately, they were locked.

"What now?" I asked.

"In here Potter!" A voice hissed.

We turned to see- No. He's-

"Just come on" Harry said as he entered the Inn.

As we got to the den, Ron asked "Did you get a good look at him. For a second I thought it was-"

"I know. Dumbledore" George nodded.

"It can't be him..." 'Mione shook her head.

"Who's this?" I asked looking at a moving portrait of a blond girl in a light blue dress in a beautiful garden arch.

"I dunno" George shrugged.

"Harry" 'Mione started staring at a mirror.

"What?" Harry asked, looking away from his broken mirror.

"I can see you in this" 'Mione told him.

I looked at it and smiled. "She's right. Hi, Mate" I waved happily.

Harry then went up to it and observed it.

We heard a door close shut and footsteps coming down the staircase.

"You bloody fools" The man who saved us said.

"And I thought we were jokers" I crossed my arms.

"What were you thinking coming back here?" He glared at us. "Have you have any idea how dangerous it is."

"You're Aberforth," Harry said all of a sudden. "Dumbledore's brother. It's you who I've been seeing in here. You're the one who sent Dobby!"

"Where have you left him?" Aberforth asked, looking at Harry.

"He's- Um- Dead" Harry said sadden.

"Sorry to hear it. I liked that Elf" Aberforth said with a tone of honesty.

"Who gave that to you?" Harry pointed to the mirror. "The mirror."

"Mundungus Fletcher" Aberforth said. "About a year ago."

Bloody Dung. Should have known.

"Dung had no right selling that to you. It belongs to-" Harry said, but Aberforth

"Sirius" He smiled. "Albus told me. He also told me that you might be hacked off if you found out I had it, but ask yourself this: Where would you be if I didn't?"

"He's got a point," Georgie and I said together.

Aberforth then left and after a few minutes, he came back with Butterbeer and some food.

"Do you hear from the others much?" 'Mione asked as I handed her some Butterbeer. "From the Order?"

"The Order's finished. You- Know- Who's won" Aberforth said simply.

What a downer...

"Anyone who says otherwise is killing themselves" Aberforth.

We say otherwise, and we're not killing ourselves or being.

"We need to get into Hogwarts," Harry said. "Tonight. Dumbledore gave us a job to do."

"Did he now?" Aberforth put his Butterbeer on the table loudly. "Nice job. Easy."

"We've been hunting Horcruxes," Harry said.

And that was bloody hard...

"We think the last one's in the Castle, but we'll need your help in getting in," Harry said.

"No job my brother's given you. It's a suicide mission. Do yourself a favor boy: Go home. Live a little longer" Aberforth said.

"Dumbledore trusted me to see this through," Harry said firmly.

"What makes you think you can trust him? What makes you think you can believe anything my brother tells you?" Aberforth questioned Harry. "You know the times he was with you, did he ever mention my name? Did he ever mention hers?" He pointed to the portrait.

"Why should he?" Harry asked.

"You should listen to me," Aberforth said.

"I trust him," Harry said.

"That's a boy's answer," Aberforth said. "A boy who goes chasing Horcruxes in a word for a man who wouldn't even tell what it was. He was lying! But that doesn't matter, to yourself as well. Strike as a fool. You don't strike me as a fool Harry Potter. So, I'd ask you again, there must be a reason."

"I'm not interested in what happened between you and your brother" Harry said. "And I don't care that you've given up. I trusted the man I knew. And we need to get into the castle tonight."

Aberforth didn't respond, but looked at the portrait of the girl and said, "You know what to do."

She nodded and went further into her portrait.

"Where have you sent her?" George asked.

"You'll see," Aberforth said simply. "Soon enough."

"That's your sister Ariana, isn't it?" 'Mione took my arm. "She died very young, didn't she?"

My 'Mione. So smart.

"My brother sacrificed a lot of things, Mister Potter, on his journey to find power. Including Ariana. And she was devoted to him, he gave her everything, but time" Aberforth said looking into his goblet.

"Thank, Mr. Dumbledore," Mione said.

Aberforth nodded, and headed into a cupboard.

"He did save our lives twice" 'Mione said.

"Keep a good eye on us with that mirror, he did" I smiled.

"That doesn't seem like someone who's given up" 'Mione whispered to Harry.

"She's coming back," George said, staring at the portrait.

"Who's that with her?" Ronniekins asked.

As the pair got closer, closer, and closer, the portrait swung open to reveal-

"Neville!" All of them said happily.

"You look-" George and I said.

"Like hell, I reckon. This is nothing. Seamus is worse" Neville smiled.

As Aberforth came back, Neville said "Hey Abe, we have a couple of more coming through."