Harry Potter and the Jade Heart
Chapter 13
"Trust No One"
An owl finally delivered what Harry had been waiting for all year: a letter from Sirius.
Dear Harry,
I'm very sorry for not writing to you earlier. I'm sure this year has
been very hard on you. Lupin and I are doing fine, and we hope
you are, too. Nothing has been happening with us. Everyone has
done what Dumbledore asked, but Voldemort has yet to take his
next step. Please be very careful because he might already be
doing something and we don't know what it is, so we have no
way of protecting you. Always stay near Dumbledore. DO NOT
go walking off or outside of Hogwarts. I know it is difficult to just
wait for Voldemort to make his next move, but really, there is no
other way. I hope you understand. Tell Ron and Hermione hello
for us. Hopefully, we'll see you soon!
Sirius
Harry folded up the letter. He knew Voldemort was doing something, that something was taking place. Sirius and Lupin shouldn't know about it. It would only make them worry. Harry tried his best to write a letter that wouldn't make them rush over to Hogwarts.
Dear Sirius and Lupin,
I'm fine. The year has been all right except for my Quidditch defeat
against Ravenclaw. Ron and Hermione are doing well, also. Don't
worry about me. I haven't set foot outside of Hogwarts other then
the weekend trips to Hogsmeade. Nothing special has happened
here. I'm sure we'll get to see each other soon. School will be over
in less than two months! Take care!
Harry
He read the letter over three times before sending it off with the owl that came from Sirius. The Gryffindor common room was noisy and crowded when Harry returned, so he made his way up to his room and plopped down on his bed. He put his hands under his head and stared up thinking about what Voldemort could be doing undetected. Maybe Voldemort wasn't the one doing something. He had his legion of death eaters to do all of his dirty work. Perhaps he was recruiting even more death eaters. Harry jolted up.
"He's recruiting more death eaters," he said, breathlessly. Harry thought about what this could mean. Right now Voldemort wanted to return to power. He wanted to continue his unfinished business. "Voldemort's business was to kill me. He hasn't yet. If Voldemort's main concern right now is to kill me, where is he?" Harry wrinkled his brow trying to come up with a theory on what was going on. After all, Harry probably knows more about Voldemort's plans other than the death eaters themselves. "Death eaters. Recruiting death eaters." His thoughts played over and over in his mind. "His target is me. He's recruiting more--" The color drained from Harry's face. "How is it possible?"
Harry got up from his bed and ran to the door but stopped himself. He couldn't tell anybody. What if they were the death eaters? 'Ron and Hermione wouldn't be death eaters,' Harry thought, incredulously. Then again, Ron had been acting weird, especially around Dean. Maybe he and Dean became death eaters together. That would explain such secrecy. Ron had been acting very guilty, like he was hiding something from Harry. Hadn't Hermione given Harry the wrong information about Jade Hearts? Dumbledore said it was a simple mistake, but Harry knew Hermione wouldn't have told him anything unless she was absolutely sure.
If he couldn't trust his best friends, who could he trust? Harry sat down on the floor. He didn't want to involve Sirius or Lupin. What good would it do to tell Dumbledore? All he could do was watch everyone, look for subtle hints. Harry didn't want to act paranoid, but someone wanted him dead, and someone in Hogwarts was helping to make that happen.
Chapter 13
"Trust No One"
An owl finally delivered what Harry had been waiting for all year: a letter from Sirius.
Dear Harry,
I'm very sorry for not writing to you earlier. I'm sure this year has
been very hard on you. Lupin and I are doing fine, and we hope
you are, too. Nothing has been happening with us. Everyone has
done what Dumbledore asked, but Voldemort has yet to take his
next step. Please be very careful because he might already be
doing something and we don't know what it is, so we have no
way of protecting you. Always stay near Dumbledore. DO NOT
go walking off or outside of Hogwarts. I know it is difficult to just
wait for Voldemort to make his next move, but really, there is no
other way. I hope you understand. Tell Ron and Hermione hello
for us. Hopefully, we'll see you soon!
Sirius
Harry folded up the letter. He knew Voldemort was doing something, that something was taking place. Sirius and Lupin shouldn't know about it. It would only make them worry. Harry tried his best to write a letter that wouldn't make them rush over to Hogwarts.
Dear Sirius and Lupin,
I'm fine. The year has been all right except for my Quidditch defeat
against Ravenclaw. Ron and Hermione are doing well, also. Don't
worry about me. I haven't set foot outside of Hogwarts other then
the weekend trips to Hogsmeade. Nothing special has happened
here. I'm sure we'll get to see each other soon. School will be over
in less than two months! Take care!
Harry
He read the letter over three times before sending it off with the owl that came from Sirius. The Gryffindor common room was noisy and crowded when Harry returned, so he made his way up to his room and plopped down on his bed. He put his hands under his head and stared up thinking about what Voldemort could be doing undetected. Maybe Voldemort wasn't the one doing something. He had his legion of death eaters to do all of his dirty work. Perhaps he was recruiting even more death eaters. Harry jolted up.
"He's recruiting more death eaters," he said, breathlessly. Harry thought about what this could mean. Right now Voldemort wanted to return to power. He wanted to continue his unfinished business. "Voldemort's business was to kill me. He hasn't yet. If Voldemort's main concern right now is to kill me, where is he?" Harry wrinkled his brow trying to come up with a theory on what was going on. After all, Harry probably knows more about Voldemort's plans other than the death eaters themselves. "Death eaters. Recruiting death eaters." His thoughts played over and over in his mind. "His target is me. He's recruiting more--" The color drained from Harry's face. "How is it possible?"
Harry got up from his bed and ran to the door but stopped himself. He couldn't tell anybody. What if they were the death eaters? 'Ron and Hermione wouldn't be death eaters,' Harry thought, incredulously. Then again, Ron had been acting weird, especially around Dean. Maybe he and Dean became death eaters together. That would explain such secrecy. Ron had been acting very guilty, like he was hiding something from Harry. Hadn't Hermione given Harry the wrong information about Jade Hearts? Dumbledore said it was a simple mistake, but Harry knew Hermione wouldn't have told him anything unless she was absolutely sure.
If he couldn't trust his best friends, who could he trust? Harry sat down on the floor. He didn't want to involve Sirius or Lupin. What good would it do to tell Dumbledore? All he could do was watch everyone, look for subtle hints. Harry didn't want to act paranoid, but someone wanted him dead, and someone in Hogwarts was helping to make that happen.