Term ended remarkably quickly. Harry wasn't looking forward to his visit to the Department of Mysteries, but Fudge had given him permission to go.

Dumbledore had made it clear to Harry that he wasn't happy, but Harry didn't care, this was about Sirius, and not about Dumbledore wanted.

Harry's belongings were all packed for the journey back to London. He felt strangely empty, but just put it down to hunger.

He arrived in the Great Hall early, and strangely Dumbledore was there too. As Harry moved towards the Gryffindor table Dumbledore called Harry over. Great, Harry thought, another lecture.

But to his surprise Dumbledore conjured up a chair in front of him and Harry sat obediently. He still felt slightly guilty for destroying some of Dumbledore's possessions after Sirius had- had gone away.

"Harry. I've decided since I'm not going to change your mind about going to London, instead I'll make it pass as quickly as possible. After breakfast I would be most delighted if you join me in my office. The password is Skiving Snackboxes, of course, after the delightful Weasley twins." His eyes twinkled. Harry couldn't help but smile.

"Of course Professor." He said. "Can I ask you something, sir?"

"It depends, of course, what it is, and I will choose whether or not to answer." Dumbledore answered. Harry always thought it slightly annoying how Dumbledore did this.

"Well. I wanted to know, if you don't think there is any hope, then, why did you cry?" Harry asked, curiously.

"Harry, my dear boy, I knew Sirius. He was a great man, and a great friend. I miss him, Harry." Dumbledore answered. Harry had the feeling Dumbledore wasn't telling Harry the truth.

"Okay sir." He said. He stood up and walked over to the Gryffindor table once more, where he was soon joined by Ron and Hermione.

"Everything alright?" They asked him.

"Yes. Fine." Harry said.

As promised, after the feast Harry went to Dumbledore's office to find him already there, once again depositing thoughts into his beloved Pensieve.

"Hi Professor." Harry said, as he sat in front of the headmaster's desk.

Dumbledore smiled at Harry, and picked up an old muggle newspaper. He waved his wand and it became tatty and ripped. It had a tint of brown, and it smelled strangely of coffee.

"My love for muggle's comes in handy some times, I see." He smiled. He waved his wand, muttered the words required to make a Portkey, and looked at Harry.

"This will take you directly to the Department of Mysteries. You will be able to see Ron and Hermione afterwards, although I doubt you have told them about your visit." Harry shook his head to confirm Dumbledore's suspicions. "Which will make this a lot easier. You can make your excuses when you return. Goodbye Harry. I expect you will see me sooner than you think."

And with that, Dumbledore passed the Portkey to Harry, and Harry took it without question.

All of a sudden, he felt his stomach lurch, and his feet leave the ground. He was spinning around and around.

He landed after a minute or two, and it took him a while to understand what had just happened, he then took another minute to register where he was. Back in the Ministry of Magic. He recognized the fountain which had saved his life when he was about to be killed by Voldemort. It had been repaired, and was looking as wonderful as ever.

And so Harry turned towards Eric the security man, and handed him his wand.

Here I go, Harry thought, Time to prove Dumbledore wrong.

*** A/N - Thankyou so much to the reviewers!!

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