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Chapter 6
Shopping and Headmasters
"Sorry about the wait Professor I just wanted to clear up some things with Madam Pomfery before I left the hospital wing for the summer. I didn't mean for you to have to stand and wait for me." Harry said as he noticed that although she was back from St Mungos but she now carried a cane with her.
"It's good to see you back." Harry said as she started to lead the way out of the castle.
"Thanks Mr. Potter." She replied as she watched him from the corner of her eye and noticed that his walk seemed more graceful and that his eyes never stayed in one spot at a time.
"Now you do know that this shopping trip is only for one maybe two sets of muggle clothing to hold you until you can get home and do some shopping then. There is only so much that students in the need of cloths at the end of the year are allowed to purchase on school time. Understood?" McGonagall clarified after they were outside and walking towards the school gate.
Nodding Harry started to think over what else he would need and how he would be able to make two sets of muggle cloths last the summer and maybe longer depending on how things went for him. Well he would also need to get a long coat preferably one with a hood and some weight to it to cover his ears and help control the tail.
Lost in his thought of cloths and what his life would now be like Harry never noticed when his pace had lengthened and was causing him to pass his professor and end up over a hundred feet in front of her.
As they got nearer to the village Harry was just starting to find out how much his senses had improved. He could hear people taking 500 meters away sure it sounded like whispers but he could make out the words. He was also able to smell the candy at Honeydukes, and the faint scent of moisture in the air making him think it was soon going to rain. With his eyesight other then no longer needing his glasses he also was able to notice and track most movements going on around him. But he did also have to stop himself from jumping through his skin and running when the noise of a pack of wild dogs ran around the corner, got his scent and started to charge him all the while killing his ears with their barking.
Acting on instinct Harry had crouched down lifted his lips and growled at them. Not expecting it most of the dogs had stopped in their tracks and stared at him heads cocked. The lead dog however continued running at him and started to growl his own challenge.
As the dog got closer and leaped at his throat Harry had stepped to the side, grew out his nails and swiped at the side of the dog as it passed him in the air. His nails dug into the flesh of dog from shoulder to hip, causing the dog to stumble and fall to the ground. When it had stood up Harry saw it shake its head, glance at the five lines now cut and bleeding in its hide, look back at him for a second before it let out a bark and continued running into the trees as the rest of the pack ran after it.
After that there was nothing else that happened to them except for smells and sounds of the village started to give him a headache by the time they had entered the middle of the shopping area.
After they got to the store and his measurements we taken and the order for two pairs of denim pants one black the other blue, and two shirts one long sleeve and emerald green the other short sleeve in red as well. Harry started to look around. Near the back in the muggle attire section he found a black leather trench coat that had a hood attached to it. Looking closer at the tag Harry saw that it was already in his size and that it was made out of dragon hide and not cattle as in the muggle world so it would last longer. As he continued to browse he also found some dragon hide gloves that were also black and hoping that they wouldn't be completely ruined when his claws came out Harry also picked out a size to fit his hands.
Taking a last look around Harry spotted some backpacks and got a rather plain looking black and red one when he noticed that the tag said it would hold up to sixty pounds of books. On his way up to the sales desk to pay, he also grabbed a pack of underwear knowing what he would never wear what he had in his trunk ever again.
After paying he then walked back to his professor and let her know he was ready all of his purchases already in his new pack on his back.
The walk back was uneventful and gave Harry time to think about what he would be telling his friends when he saw them. He wanted to be truth full to them but at the same time he didn't want to give too much info to them in case things turned ill for him with the ministry. He was even unsure of how much to tell the headmaster as something was telling him not to trust the man with anything but the basic facts.
He was then jolted to awareness when McGonagall stopped in front of the gargoyle to the headmasters office. Saying his thanks he nodded to the professor and climbed the stairs.
When he got to the office he noticed that it hadn't changed much at all except that Dumbledore now had his pensive out on the desk. He could feel the magic of it calling to him to step closer and to view the memories within.
He was stopped short with the light trill of Fawkes. That grabbed his attention faster than the dogs attacking him had. Focusing on the bird he could smell a light smoke, and see the light glow that the feathers emitted. Going over to the bird Harry reached out a hand and lightly stroked the phoenix freezing when the bird jumped onto his arm and looked him straight in the eye.
There was a gentle probing of his mind before he opened it and allowed Fawkes entrance. The voice he heard was strong and held the melody of the trill that he had sung moments ago.
"If you want to know the truth, take a look for you will find more answers their then from the man who lives here." Fawkes told him.
Looking at pensive then glancing back at the phoenix that had moved to his shoulder Harry made up his mind.
He lowered his head into the swirling memories.
When he had landed Harry looked around. All he saw was Trelawney sitting in a chair; he then listened closely as she started to speak in the same chilling voice that he had last heard two years ago;
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... the dark lord will mark him as his equal... changed near the end of his fifteenth year, the powers kept but enhanced in the years before, the body more able and the mind adapted to be more willing... either must die at the hand of the other, as neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies..."
As the memory faded Harry pulled out with a gasp and sat down in one of the chairs that were in the room.
"The memory you just saw and the prophecy you just saw is about you," Fawkes told him. "I however do believe that he did not wish to scare you by telling you before you were ready. But the fact still remains that now that he sees what the meaning of the fourth line is about, he doesn't want you to become to know until the ministry has decided what to do with you."
With that Fawkes flew off his shoulder and back to his perch behind the desk.
Less than two minutes later Harry heard the scrape of stone as the gargoyle moved aside and the sound of footsteps as someone walked up the stairs.
"Ah Harry it's wonderful to see you my boy." Said Dumbledore as he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
"I see that the chain is working, excellent. Would you care for a lemon drop?" He asked while he continued to sit behind his desk.
"No thank you sir. If I may ask what is going to happen to me this summer? As I can guess what this is about." Harry said.
With the way that he was being looked at Harry wasn't expecting to get an answer. And he was right well at least not one that was straight up, he was starting to hate it when people weren't up front with him.
"Well Harry you are going to have to go back to your Aunts and Uncles for the first part and after that we will see." Was the reply he got, proving his expectations correct.
"But what about the ministry?" Harry pressed the old wizard.
"Harry did Madam Pomfery brief you on your condition?" The headmaster asked.
At his nod he seemed to deflate a little before answering.
"I would rather not have to put this on you but you should know about it anyway I guess." The old man sighed.
"Know about what?" Harry continued not believing that he might be getting a straight answer after being ignored for the full year.
"Well Harry you need to understand that this change was not brought on by just some spell that we can work to find the cure to. The change is in the very make up of your body." Dumbledore said.
"What that means Harry that your makeup is different then what could be expected in normal muggles or wizards. With that and the ministry already in a state of chaos from the attack they are over reacting and are trying to decide if you are still human enough to be called well human.
"The unspeakable mentioned something similar anomaly happening in the U.S. With the a couple of muggles over their looking into it and finding out the 'mutation' as they call has changed them enough to make them seem more like cousins to the human species the ministry doesn't know what to make of you."
"So that means what for me exactly?" Harry asked wanting Dumbledore to admit to his face what he had overhead earlier.
"That you are an unknown and that you might be very dangerous to the world around you if you lose control of yourself. You might not feel it now but your make up is now mostly predator. Along with the fact that you showed more strength and speed then a werewolf does not help you in their eyes at all." Dumbledore replied reluctantly.
"So if my blood doesn't meet their expiations they will kill like some rouge beast that has gone on a killing spree?" Harry pressed his anger rising on him again.
"I don't know Harry." Came the calm reply but the Headmaster refused to meet his anger filled green eyes with his no longer sparkling blue ones.
"Well if that's true I am starting to see why those creatures went on a killing spree or two." Harry snarled.
Standing Harry grabbed his pack from where he had dropped it on the floor when he had come in turned and tried to open the door but found it locked. Turning he glared at the headmaster happy to notice that he didn't seem fazed by Harry trying to leave but finding the door locked.
"I'm leaving." Harry snarled.
Before he got a reply Harry had punched the lock of the door extended his claws into and beside it and focused on releasing some of the liquid in the glands by their anchor point. The liquid that he somehow knew was venom, started to dissolve the door handle and wood around it allowing the door to swing open at the lightest touch.
Not even sparring a second to look at the shocked face of his headmaster Harry walked down the stairs and decided to head up to his common room to pack his stuff before the feast later tonight.
A/N WOW this story went from 302 views this month to 992 in less than 24hrs. I am having trouble believing it.
SeanHicks4: I am aware of how else I could have had the mutation in for Harry and this is what took me so long to try and figure out so I could write the chapter and that just popped into my mind and I let my muse take over. With Dumbles I can see how he could have been liked but after raising Harry as a sacrificial lamb well I just couldn't see him taking this big change lying down.