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A/N: Thanks to J. K. Rowling for giving me the inspiration for this chapter. :)
Chapter 7: Invisible? Never!
"Follow me, Harry," Professor Dumbledore said, a solemn look forming in his eyes. He was wearing a very sober expression.
I knew it, Harry thought, he's going to ...expel me or something! I knew I should've listened to Hermione and not gone to Hogsmeade...
Harry slipped out from under the Invisibility Cloak, following Dumbledore to the stone gargoyle for the second time in one week.
"Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans," Dumbledore whispered. Harry watched, not surprised, as the gargoyle jumped out of the way, revealing the moving spiral staircase. Harry stepped on after Dumbledore, who was humming a song absent-mindedly. Harry stared at the wall until the duo finally reached the door leading to Dumbledore's study. Dumbledore opened it, beckoning Harry forward. The portraits on the walls were visiting with each other instead of their usual slumbers.
"Professor?" Harry inquired, walking up to Dumbledore's desk, where the Headmaster was now seated.
"Yes, Harry?"
"I'm sorry for sneaking off to Hogsmeade...I - I dunno," Harry continued, " will you forgive me?"
Dumbledore placed two ancient hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Harry, I believe I know what you're thinking. I'm not going to expel you. That is not why you are here."
Harry's stomach returned, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half moon spectacles.
"It is time," he said, "for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago, Harry. Please sit down, I am going to tell you everything."
Harry sat down in the chair across from Dumbledore, curious to know what everything meant.
A/N: Thanks to J. K. Rowling for giving me the inspiration for this chapter. :)
Chapter 7: Invisible? Never!
"Follow me, Harry," Professor Dumbledore said, a solemn look forming in his eyes. He was wearing a very sober expression.
I knew it, Harry thought, he's going to ...expel me or something! I knew I should've listened to Hermione and not gone to Hogsmeade...
Harry slipped out from under the Invisibility Cloak, following Dumbledore to the stone gargoyle for the second time in one week.
"Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans," Dumbledore whispered. Harry watched, not surprised, as the gargoyle jumped out of the way, revealing the moving spiral staircase. Harry stepped on after Dumbledore, who was humming a song absent-mindedly. Harry stared at the wall until the duo finally reached the door leading to Dumbledore's study. Dumbledore opened it, beckoning Harry forward. The portraits on the walls were visiting with each other instead of their usual slumbers.
"Professor?" Harry inquired, walking up to Dumbledore's desk, where the Headmaster was now seated.
"Yes, Harry?"
"I'm sorry for sneaking off to Hogsmeade...I - I dunno," Harry continued, " will you forgive me?"
Dumbledore placed two ancient hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Harry, I believe I know what you're thinking. I'm not going to expel you. That is not why you are here."
Harry's stomach returned, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half moon spectacles.
"It is time," he said, "for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago, Harry. Please sit down, I am going to tell you everything."
Harry sat down in the chair across from Dumbledore, curious to know what everything meant.