Harry Potter and the Power of Two

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Revelation Denied

Harry had brought Holly to Madam Pomfrey in the Hospital Wing. He made her promise that she would take good care of Holly. (Of course young man. That's my job. Now out.)

Currently, he was standing outside of the gargoyle that he knew led up to Dumbledore's office. He had only just arrived when he realized he didn't know the password. For some reason Harry always forgot to ask the password until he was standing in front of the gargoyle.

Fortunately help arrived almost at once. Harry had stopped to think when he heard footsteps coming down the corridor. He looked up and saw Dumbledore come around the corner.

"Ah, Harry," he said. "How come you re not down in the Hall with the rest of the students? I believe the house elves are quite outdoing themselves this year." Dumbledore beamed at Harry as he came to a stop in front of him.

"I…I needed to talk to you about something," Harry said.

"Oh?" Dumbledore was still smiling at Harry as if he had known all along what Harry had wanted. "Shall we step into my office, then? Fizzing Whizzbees"

Harry assumed that this was the new password because when Dumbledore spoke them, the gargoyle sprang to life and hopped to the side. Dumbledore led the way through the gap in the wall onto a staircase that was moving upwards. When they reached the door, Dumbledore let himself in and Harry followed.

"Have a seat Harry," he said as he closed the door.

Harry dropped into the chair by Dumbledore's desk. Immediately he felt something warm and soft on his shoulder. "Hullo Fawkes," he said, as he gently stroked Dumbledore's phoenix. When Dumbledore sat down however, the phoenix went and sat on the desk in front of him.

"Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about, Harry?"

When Harry tried to explain he realized he didn't know how to explain any of this. He thought he would just sound stupid. However, when he looked up at Dumbledore's kind face and gentle smile Harry knew he could tell him anything. Before he knew it, Harry found himself telling Dumbledore everything. All about his dreams over the summer, how he blamed himself for Cedric's death, about the weird feelings he had about Holly, and about what had happened in the Common Room.

Dumbledore remained silent while Harry was talking. He was listening intently with his face resting in his hands. When Harry finished, Dumbledore straightened up in his chair. "It sounds to me like you've had quite the summer, Harry," he said.

"Tell me about it," Harry replied. "I get the feeling that Holly's got something to do with some of the things that have been happening to me, but as to what it is, I haven't got a clue."

"Ah, but you said that Holly had been affected even more than yourself by the events in your Common Room," Dumbledore pointed out.

"That's just it. I can't make sense of any of this," Harry said, frustrated with himself.

"Tell me, what was it that you saw it exactly?" Dumbledore asked.

"The first time I saw four people," Harry replied, "two adults and two really young kids. The second time I saw the same four people but there were two more adults and each pair of adults was holding one of the kids. The strange thing is though except for the fact that I was suddenly seeing things, I wasn't surprised. It all seemed familiar. But I don't know why it would, I've never been around kids that young."

Dumbledore looked at Harry intently. "You have no idea who any of these people were?"

"No. Everything was blurry and I couldn't make much out."

Dumbledore just stared blankly for a few moments. He then turned his gaze back on Harry. Harry thought for a second that Dumbledore was going to let me know was going on. But he just sighed and looked at Fawkes.

"I can assure you, Harry, that I don't know what any of this means," he said finally. "However, knowing you as I do, I have confidence that the answer is right under your nose and you will no doubt find it."

"Oh," was all Harry could manage. He had hoped that Dumbledore had some big revelation in store for him. Then again, he wasn't sure what he had expected Dumbledore to do when he came. He was just the first person that had come to Harry's problem. If you see things, go to Dumbledore. Harry supposed he couldn't expect the headmaster of Hogwarts to know what was wrong with him all the time. He did have other things to worry about, now that Voldemort had returned…

"Harry." He was jerked out of his thoughts and back to reality. "You should be running along to your lessons now," Dumbledore said.

Harry was almost to the door when he realized something. "Um, Professor. I don't know what class I'm in."

"Well it just so happens that I have your timetable right here," Dumbledore said. Smiling, he took a sheet of parchment from within his light blue robes. "Professor McGonagall entrusted this to me when you did not show up for breakfast this morning."

Harry took his timetable from Dumbledore and turned to leave when Dumbledore spoke again. "Remember Harry, if ever something's bothering you I'm always available if you need to talk."

"Thanks, Professor."

Harry left the headmaster's office and it wasn't until he had reached the corridor that it occurred to him that Dumbledore might not have been entirely truthful about not know what was wrong. He wasn't sure how he knew this but Harry thought that if Dumbledore wasn't telling him something there was most likely a good reason.

With that he turned and headed towards Transfiguration.

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