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The Betrayal
When Harry opened his eyes he immediately knew he was in an hospital. It was easy to guess due to the white all around him. Weakly he looked around, spotting his best friends laying in two beds next to him and was mildly horrified to see their disguises had faded. Though on closer look he could clearly see they were somewhat different than three months ago. Not only physically, but also their presence had changed. He could sense an aura of power surrounding all of them, ensuring their secret and keeping them safe. The door on the far end of the room suddenly opened and a blonde woman came in. She looked mildly surprised to see him awake and rushed to his side.
"Hello, dear. My name's Dr. Jansille but you can call me Yvonne, you have been here for nearly a week now, we really were afraid you and your friends weren't going to survive." While she talked she had put a thermometer in his mouth to take his temperature. After a few minutes she took it out, scribbling something on a paper and then took his wrist. Harry saw for the first time they were bandaged tightly, little red spots starting to cover it. Efficiently the doctor removed the bandages and for an instant Harry was able to see the red marks adorning his pale wrist. Quickly the doctor covered up his wrists with clean bandages and moved to his other hand. Harry wasn't looking at her anymore, he didn't particularly enjoy the sight of his cut open wrists. After she had finished, she moved to the head of his head and looked down on him. "Your name's Harry, am I right?" Dragon just nodded, he wasn't really in the mood to talk with anyone. "Harry, do you understand what you and your friends did?"
Harry looked at her a little amused and calmly answered her. "We tried to kill ourselves, but someone must have found us before we died."
The doctor nodded. "Your neighbour, Professor Villjé, found you, she had come down to wish you Merry Christmas since you don't have any family. She was quite distraught about what she saw."
Harry looked a little sad, once again they had hurt people without really meaning to. Before he could answer, Ron stirred in his bed and Dr. Jansille moved to check him out and then quietly talked to him for a while. Just when Hermione was waking up Harry fell asleep once again.
End Flashback.
Dumbledore's office was deathly silent. Sirius had buried his head in his hands and had curled up in his chair. Mrs Weasley was sobbing horrified on her husband's shoulder while the man looked at his youngest son stunned. The other Weasley children were now hugging each other tightly, trying to give each other the comfort they needed. Remus's face was expressionless but his normal gentle eyes were now haunted, as if he was remembering something. Dumbledore and the few teachers that were in the room sank back into their chairs, the old wizard's eyes were dull and he looked older than he had ever been. James and Lily had just entered a state of disbelieve, to much had happened for it to sink in, the only think they knew was that their son had been hurt and that these people were at fault. Suddenly, James leaped up from his chair rushed to Sirius and roughly put him on his feet. His face was enraged, his blue eyes glittering dangerously. Sirius was looking at him sadly and was not that surprised when his best friend punched him square on his face.
"How could you! You bastard, you said you would take care of him, you promised!" James rose his fist again to punch him, Sirius hadn't moved from the ground, laying there with his eyes closed, tears trailing down his checks. The fist was quickly lowering when a strong hand grabbed James's wrist. Looking up he saw the calm, somewhat annoyed, face of his son.
"Do you mind? I don't like people punching my godfather, even if it's you."
James turned to face him completely. "He betrayed you!"
Harry looked at him calmly. "And how do you know, dear father, that you would not have done the same if you had been here?"
James was looking murderously now, but instead stormed out of the office with Lily right behind him. Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"You know Dragon, your relationship with your parents isn't going to improve if you keep telling them to not get involved."
Harry looked mildly annoyed at Ron. "It's not that I don't want them to interfere, it's just I don't want them to fight my battles. I have done so for a long time and I can't just change the way I act out of the blue. Besides, I still insist this is between Sirius and myself and my parents shouldn't try to judge someone till they fully understand what's going on."
Harry then turned around and looked sadly at Sirius, who was still laying on the ground, Remus kneeling next to him.
Harry walked to him and knelt, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Sirius."
The other man only shuddered, not even opening his eyes. Harry looked up at Dumbledore. "I'm sure we can finish this conversation on another occasion." It was more a statement than a request but the headmaster nodded anyway, he seemed to be sunk in thoughts. Ron went to his family and gently guided them out of the room so they could talk quietly. They were followed closely by Hermione and her parents. The teachers also began to leave, mumbling goodbye's to Harry as they passed. Finally only Remus, Sirius, Dumbledore and himself remained in the office. Looking once again to his godfather, Harry took one of his arms and carefully put him on a sitting position. Sirius's eyes flew open when he felt a gentle hand touch the place James had punched him. Looking up he saw Harry's hand was now glowing softly and the pain on his jaw was reduced to a dull throb. Then Harry motioned for Remus to take his other arm and between the two they hauled him up, tightly preventing him from falling.
"Com on, we better find some place to speak calmly." Remus nodded and with a final nod to Dumbledore they slowly left the office.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.
The Betrayal
When Harry opened his eyes he immediately knew he was in an hospital. It was easy to guess due to the white all around him. Weakly he looked around, spotting his best friends laying in two beds next to him and was mildly horrified to see their disguises had faded. Though on closer look he could clearly see they were somewhat different than three months ago. Not only physically, but also their presence had changed. He could sense an aura of power surrounding all of them, ensuring their secret and keeping them safe. The door on the far end of the room suddenly opened and a blonde woman came in. She looked mildly surprised to see him awake and rushed to his side.
"Hello, dear. My name's Dr. Jansille but you can call me Yvonne, you have been here for nearly a week now, we really were afraid you and your friends weren't going to survive." While she talked she had put a thermometer in his mouth to take his temperature. After a few minutes she took it out, scribbling something on a paper and then took his wrist. Harry saw for the first time they were bandaged tightly, little red spots starting to cover it. Efficiently the doctor removed the bandages and for an instant Harry was able to see the red marks adorning his pale wrist. Quickly the doctor covered up his wrists with clean bandages and moved to his other hand. Harry wasn't looking at her anymore, he didn't particularly enjoy the sight of his cut open wrists. After she had finished, she moved to the head of his head and looked down on him. "Your name's Harry, am I right?" Dragon just nodded, he wasn't really in the mood to talk with anyone. "Harry, do you understand what you and your friends did?"
Harry looked at her a little amused and calmly answered her. "We tried to kill ourselves, but someone must have found us before we died."
The doctor nodded. "Your neighbour, Professor Villjé, found you, she had come down to wish you Merry Christmas since you don't have any family. She was quite distraught about what she saw."
Harry looked a little sad, once again they had hurt people without really meaning to. Before he could answer, Ron stirred in his bed and Dr. Jansille moved to check him out and then quietly talked to him for a while. Just when Hermione was waking up Harry fell asleep once again.
End Flashback.
Dumbledore's office was deathly silent. Sirius had buried his head in his hands and had curled up in his chair. Mrs Weasley was sobbing horrified on her husband's shoulder while the man looked at his youngest son stunned. The other Weasley children were now hugging each other tightly, trying to give each other the comfort they needed. Remus's face was expressionless but his normal gentle eyes were now haunted, as if he was remembering something. Dumbledore and the few teachers that were in the room sank back into their chairs, the old wizard's eyes were dull and he looked older than he had ever been. James and Lily had just entered a state of disbelieve, to much had happened for it to sink in, the only think they knew was that their son had been hurt and that these people were at fault. Suddenly, James leaped up from his chair rushed to Sirius and roughly put him on his feet. His face was enraged, his blue eyes glittering dangerously. Sirius was looking at him sadly and was not that surprised when his best friend punched him square on his face.
"How could you! You bastard, you said you would take care of him, you promised!" James rose his fist again to punch him, Sirius hadn't moved from the ground, laying there with his eyes closed, tears trailing down his checks. The fist was quickly lowering when a strong hand grabbed James's wrist. Looking up he saw the calm, somewhat annoyed, face of his son.
"Do you mind? I don't like people punching my godfather, even if it's you."
James turned to face him completely. "He betrayed you!"
Harry looked at him calmly. "And how do you know, dear father, that you would not have done the same if you had been here?"
James was looking murderously now, but instead stormed out of the office with Lily right behind him. Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes.
"You know Dragon, your relationship with your parents isn't going to improve if you keep telling them to not get involved."
Harry looked mildly annoyed at Ron. "It's not that I don't want them to interfere, it's just I don't want them to fight my battles. I have done so for a long time and I can't just change the way I act out of the blue. Besides, I still insist this is between Sirius and myself and my parents shouldn't try to judge someone till they fully understand what's going on."
Harry then turned around and looked sadly at Sirius, who was still laying on the ground, Remus kneeling next to him.
Harry walked to him and knelt, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Sirius."
The other man only shuddered, not even opening his eyes. Harry looked up at Dumbledore. "I'm sure we can finish this conversation on another occasion." It was more a statement than a request but the headmaster nodded anyway, he seemed to be sunk in thoughts. Ron went to his family and gently guided them out of the room so they could talk quietly. They were followed closely by Hermione and her parents. The teachers also began to leave, mumbling goodbye's to Harry as they passed. Finally only Remus, Sirius, Dumbledore and himself remained in the office. Looking once again to his godfather, Harry took one of his arms and carefully put him on a sitting position. Sirius's eyes flew open when he felt a gentle hand touch the place James had punched him. Looking up he saw Harry's hand was now glowing softly and the pain on his jaw was reduced to a dull throb. Then Harry motioned for Remus to take his other arm and between the two they hauled him up, tightly preventing him from falling.
"Com on, we better find some place to speak calmly." Remus nodded and with a final nod to Dumbledore they slowly left the office.
To be continued...
A/N: Thanks for all reviews.
