Harry turned to Dumbledore. He didn't know what to do next. Thoughts flooded his mind and he couldn't think straight. He couldn't believe he hit Hermione and yelled at her. He hoped she had forgiven him.
"Hold nothing back now," Harry said to Dumbledore, "I have no more time for secrets. I can't afford it. Is Hermione in any kind of danger?"
"She's a danger to herself," Dumbledore said trying not to look into Harry's green eyes and tear stained face.
"What? I don't understand..."
"Trelawney. She had another prediction. Trance like. I believe experienced it? I am afraid I have to take it seriously if the one from a while ago was true. You see, she claims you are "star-crossed." You know, Romeo and Juliet. Doomed from the start."
"Thanks," Harry said rolling his eyes," That's just what I needed to hear right now."
"You said no more secrets. Am I right? So let me continue. It is true that Voldemort is alive and among us. She claims you are in danger. Nothing new."
"WHAT ABOUT HERMIONE!?" Harry realized he just yelled at the headmaster of his school and quickly apologized.
"She's going to die, possibly suicide from what it sounds, if you go to Azkaban and you are going to die there because of Hermione, according to Trelawney. That's why I have to keep you out of there. I'll do what I can for you, Harry, but I can't ignore this prediction."
Harry looked at the entrance. He had to go. Nothing to prove his innocence but his story. He looked a Dumbledore, nodded, and walked in.
The office never changed. He looked around and saw the pensieve that showed him the wizard trials. Was he to go through the same? He looked to see Fawkes on his perch. "Hey Fawkes," Harry whispered and he saw a twinkle in his eye. He ignored it. Then came Lupin. He was still in his old gray robes. He walked over and put his hand on his shoulder. Harry was happy to see him but not as happy as he was to see Sirius. He walked up to him and gave him a hug. He hadn't talked to him in a very long time. He wanted to tell him about Hermione and everything that happened but couldn't. He then saw dementors and the man that accused him, Cornelius Fudge.
"We meet again Mr. Potter. I wish it was good news." He put out his hand for Harry to shake, but Harry just walked away and sat. He was starting to feel the effect of the dementors.
"Now, now, Mr. Potter. Show some respect." Harry had no time to show respect. He just wanted to get things over with.
"The boy will stay at Azkaban until his trial, which will be rather quick," Fudge said clenching his teeth.
"Are the dementors necessary Fudge? The boy is safe, I can assure you..." Sirius said. He could see Harry getting ill.
"I can have you put back in Azkaban in a blink of an eye. Hold your tongue. I feel they are needed for my protection. The boy is dangerous. Dumbledore, a word, please?"
"Yes, there are things to be discussed," Dumbledore said winking at Harry.
As they left two dementors blocked the entrance. Harry was getting really sick and faint. Lupin could see that and asked the dementors to leave to relieve Harry. They refused to go. Harry breathing became deep and fast. Lupin and Sirius tried to keep him awake.
"Everything will be alright Harry," Lupin said, "Dumbledore will set things right. I know it."
"He'll find a way to save you, Harry," Sirius said.
"Yeah," Harry said with a shaky and quiet voice, "You're right." Then the dementors jumped back from the door. It flew open and revealed Hermione.
"Hermione!" Lupin yelled.
"Where's Harry? What have they done to him?"
"He's here," Sirius said hugging her, "in the chair. He's very weak." She approached the chair and saw a discolored and nearly unconscious Harry. She kissed him to Sirius and Lupin's surprise and she tried to calm him down. The last thing he heard was Hermione saying how much she loved him and how he wasn't going anywhere.
"Hold nothing back now," Harry said to Dumbledore, "I have no more time for secrets. I can't afford it. Is Hermione in any kind of danger?"
"She's a danger to herself," Dumbledore said trying not to look into Harry's green eyes and tear stained face.
"What? I don't understand..."
"Trelawney. She had another prediction. Trance like. I believe experienced it? I am afraid I have to take it seriously if the one from a while ago was true. You see, she claims you are "star-crossed." You know, Romeo and Juliet. Doomed from the start."
"Thanks," Harry said rolling his eyes," That's just what I needed to hear right now."
"You said no more secrets. Am I right? So let me continue. It is true that Voldemort is alive and among us. She claims you are in danger. Nothing new."
"WHAT ABOUT HERMIONE!?" Harry realized he just yelled at the headmaster of his school and quickly apologized.
"She's going to die, possibly suicide from what it sounds, if you go to Azkaban and you are going to die there because of Hermione, according to Trelawney. That's why I have to keep you out of there. I'll do what I can for you, Harry, but I can't ignore this prediction."
Harry looked at the entrance. He had to go. Nothing to prove his innocence but his story. He looked a Dumbledore, nodded, and walked in.
The office never changed. He looked around and saw the pensieve that showed him the wizard trials. Was he to go through the same? He looked to see Fawkes on his perch. "Hey Fawkes," Harry whispered and he saw a twinkle in his eye. He ignored it. Then came Lupin. He was still in his old gray robes. He walked over and put his hand on his shoulder. Harry was happy to see him but not as happy as he was to see Sirius. He walked up to him and gave him a hug. He hadn't talked to him in a very long time. He wanted to tell him about Hermione and everything that happened but couldn't. He then saw dementors and the man that accused him, Cornelius Fudge.
"We meet again Mr. Potter. I wish it was good news." He put out his hand for Harry to shake, but Harry just walked away and sat. He was starting to feel the effect of the dementors.
"Now, now, Mr. Potter. Show some respect." Harry had no time to show respect. He just wanted to get things over with.
"The boy will stay at Azkaban until his trial, which will be rather quick," Fudge said clenching his teeth.
"Are the dementors necessary Fudge? The boy is safe, I can assure you..." Sirius said. He could see Harry getting ill.
"I can have you put back in Azkaban in a blink of an eye. Hold your tongue. I feel they are needed for my protection. The boy is dangerous. Dumbledore, a word, please?"
"Yes, there are things to be discussed," Dumbledore said winking at Harry.
As they left two dementors blocked the entrance. Harry was getting really sick and faint. Lupin could see that and asked the dementors to leave to relieve Harry. They refused to go. Harry breathing became deep and fast. Lupin and Sirius tried to keep him awake.
"Everything will be alright Harry," Lupin said, "Dumbledore will set things right. I know it."
"He'll find a way to save you, Harry," Sirius said.
"Yeah," Harry said with a shaky and quiet voice, "You're right." Then the dementors jumped back from the door. It flew open and revealed Hermione.
"Hermione!" Lupin yelled.
"Where's Harry? What have they done to him?"
"He's here," Sirius said hugging her, "in the chair. He's very weak." She approached the chair and saw a discolored and nearly unconscious Harry. She kissed him to Sirius and Lupin's surprise and she tried to calm him down. The last thing he heard was Hermione saying how much she loved him and how he wasn't going anywhere.