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Author's note: To my reviewers: THANK YOU SO MUCH! I must have looked pretty foolish with this silly grin on my face all day yesterday, but please go on reviewing! I want to know your opinion! So be honest! Again thank u thank u thank u!
The Gryffindor common room was unusually quiet. The students sat together in small groups. No one was crying any more, a melancholy atmosphere had settled itself. The students were talking about their experiences with Dumbledore and told each other funny anecdotes about the headmaster: "Remember the one day, it was Valentines Day I think, where we found him kissing McGonagall on the cheek in the corridor?" Seamus asked and the few, that had witnessed the scene back then, laughed out loud: "He blushed so deeply, the tomato soup at dinner was pale against him!" Hermione said, still laughing.
Harry stayed silent all the time, even though he would have been the one to know the most about Albus Dumbledore. Hermione silently took his hand and gave it a little squeeze: "What are you thinking, Harry?" He just sighed: "I don't know, this is so strange. It came so suddenly! I mean… ." Ron patted his shoulder sympathetic: "it's ok, it's somewhat unreal for all of us." The others nodded quietly. Harry thought about trying to tell his friends, that it wasn't the death that seemed unreal, but the way Dumbledore had died, peacefully in his sleep… . Somehow that wasn't the death Harry had imagined for such a powerful wizard, a powerful wizard that had seemed so full of life the last time Harry had seen him.
Half an hour later Minerva McGonagall had made a list of people she felt were trustworthy. There were Arthur and Molly Weasly with their sons Bill and Charley. The Weaslys had always supported Dumbledore in everything he had done and two years ago they had already promised him to stand by his side. That had been the time when Albus had told Fugde that from now on they'd go separate ways. McGonagall didn't know whether she could trust Percy, too. He loved the ministry too much as to work against it, at least for the moment. The next names on the list were Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasly. Even though the three of them were only in their sixth year, they had powers many other witches and wizards could only dream of. Somehow Minerva sensed that Harry played an important part in all of this.
There followed the name of Mad Eye Moody as head of the aurors, whether the others aurors would follow she didn't know.
The next person on her list was Severus Snape, but he was set in brackets. Minerva really wasn't sure about him. Snape had been loyal to Dumbledore for the last years, true, and she too had come to trust him again, but still… . Severus had agreed to get one of Voldemort's spies again, but if Voldemort was responsible for this, then why didn't Snape, as a spy, know about this? Did Voldemort no longer trust Snape and had only used him? Had Severus changed sides again? How could she be sure?
Minerva sighed, Snape would be useful and then maybe, he was dangerous. But she would need someone who belonged to Voldemort's inner circle, in case he was responsible for Dumbledore's disappearance.
Minerva's eyes rested on the last name of the list Magnus Dumbledore, Albus' older brother who had decided to ignore his magical skills and live like a muggel. Albus had no close relationship to him, but Minerva was sure that when she'd write Magnus a letter, telling him that his brother had been kidnapped, he'd come to Hogwarts, even though he had once sworn to never return into the magical world of wizards and witches.
Minerva finished the letters and went up to the owlery. She got six owls and send them off. She wouldn't even talk to Harry and the other's personally, she didn't want to arise attention. She just hoped that they'd all come to the meeting she set in two days. If just one of them didn't show up, she could be sure that this person had something to do with the events and that her operation had failed long before it had started…
Author's note: To my reviewers: THANK YOU SO MUCH! I must have looked pretty foolish with this silly grin on my face all day yesterday, but please go on reviewing! I want to know your opinion! So be honest! Again thank u thank u thank u!
The Gryffindor common room was unusually quiet. The students sat together in small groups. No one was crying any more, a melancholy atmosphere had settled itself. The students were talking about their experiences with Dumbledore and told each other funny anecdotes about the headmaster: "Remember the one day, it was Valentines Day I think, where we found him kissing McGonagall on the cheek in the corridor?" Seamus asked and the few, that had witnessed the scene back then, laughed out loud: "He blushed so deeply, the tomato soup at dinner was pale against him!" Hermione said, still laughing.
Harry stayed silent all the time, even though he would have been the one to know the most about Albus Dumbledore. Hermione silently took his hand and gave it a little squeeze: "What are you thinking, Harry?" He just sighed: "I don't know, this is so strange. It came so suddenly! I mean… ." Ron patted his shoulder sympathetic: "it's ok, it's somewhat unreal for all of us." The others nodded quietly. Harry thought about trying to tell his friends, that it wasn't the death that seemed unreal, but the way Dumbledore had died, peacefully in his sleep… . Somehow that wasn't the death Harry had imagined for such a powerful wizard, a powerful wizard that had seemed so full of life the last time Harry had seen him.
Half an hour later Minerva McGonagall had made a list of people she felt were trustworthy. There were Arthur and Molly Weasly with their sons Bill and Charley. The Weaslys had always supported Dumbledore in everything he had done and two years ago they had already promised him to stand by his side. That had been the time when Albus had told Fugde that from now on they'd go separate ways. McGonagall didn't know whether she could trust Percy, too. He loved the ministry too much as to work against it, at least for the moment. The next names on the list were Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasly. Even though the three of them were only in their sixth year, they had powers many other witches and wizards could only dream of. Somehow Minerva sensed that Harry played an important part in all of this.
There followed the name of Mad Eye Moody as head of the aurors, whether the others aurors would follow she didn't know.
The next person on her list was Severus Snape, but he was set in brackets. Minerva really wasn't sure about him. Snape had been loyal to Dumbledore for the last years, true, and she too had come to trust him again, but still… . Severus had agreed to get one of Voldemort's spies again, but if Voldemort was responsible for this, then why didn't Snape, as a spy, know about this? Did Voldemort no longer trust Snape and had only used him? Had Severus changed sides again? How could she be sure?
Minerva sighed, Snape would be useful and then maybe, he was dangerous. But she would need someone who belonged to Voldemort's inner circle, in case he was responsible for Dumbledore's disappearance.
Minerva's eyes rested on the last name of the list Magnus Dumbledore, Albus' older brother who had decided to ignore his magical skills and live like a muggel. Albus had no close relationship to him, but Minerva was sure that when she'd write Magnus a letter, telling him that his brother had been kidnapped, he'd come to Hogwarts, even though he had once sworn to never return into the magical world of wizards and witches.
Minerva finished the letters and went up to the owlery. She got six owls and send them off. She wouldn't even talk to Harry and the other's personally, she didn't want to arise attention. She just hoped that they'd all come to the meeting she set in two days. If just one of them didn't show up, she could be sure that this person had something to do with the events and that her operation had failed long before it had started…