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Chapter Fifteen-- Angry Accusations
That night, after dinner Harry found himself traveling the oh-to-familiar halls to the headmaster's office. Once he arrived in front of the familiar statue, he briefly checked the halls.
One can imagine how surprised Harry was to see a very grumpy looking Professor Snape walking towards him.
"What do you want Potter?" He snapped.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "I'm here to see the headmaster."
"Why?"
"Because he asked me to." If it's any of your business. .
Professor Snape narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Harry, and the two spoke in unison to the statue. "The three musketeers."
The statue hopped out of the way, and Professor Snape pushed his way past Harry and up the stairs after giving Harry a very dirty look. Harry scowled, but followed none the less.
When they arrived in the headmaster's cluttered office, the man sitting at the desk motioned for them to sit down. Harry sat in the same plush chair he had been sitting in earlier, but the professor chose to stand. A mere moment later, a very ruffled Professor McGonagall strode into the room.
"What is this about Albus?"
"I'll explain in a moment Minerva." Said Dumbledore in a soft tone. He turned to Harry and held out a lemon drop.
Harry smiled but nodded his head no.
"Get on with it, will you? I should be working on the serum right now. ." Mumbled Snape.
"Always so impatient Severus?" Asked Dumbledore. The only response he got was a scowl from Snape.
"As I was about to say," Dumbledore looked pointedly at Snape before continuing, "I have asked you here to discuss the safety of Hogwarts. As Severus has been so kind to notify me of, there seems to be a spy in Hogwarts."
Professor McGonagall gasped loudly, "Really Albus?"
"I am afraid so Minerva. Severus. ." Dumbledore motioned for Severus to speak as he leaned back in his chair.
"Yes. . As I reported to Albus, the lord seems to be getting some very how do you say, valuable information in news of Hogwarts. The amount and clarification of this information is much and correct. I can't say for certain if the spy is a student --" He paused for a moment before continuing, "or a teacher."
Professor McGonagall's eyes widened and she stared in horror from Snape to Dumbledore. "But it can't be true, can it Albus?"
Professor Dumbledore nodded grimly. "I'm afraid, at this time. . We cannot be certain."
Professor McGonagall looked thoughtfully at the floor, biting her bottom lip nervously.
"That is why I have asked young Mr. Potter to accompany us in this meeting." Dumbledore switched targets and now spoke directly to Harry. "I would like you to keep an eye out for any suspicious behavior from students, including those in your own house."
Harry nodded, fidgeting with the chair arm.
Professor McGonagall spoke from behind him. "What about young Malfoy, Albus?"
Harry's eyes flared as he turned to speak to Professor McGonagall, but was interrupted by the headmaster.
"Mr. Potter, I suggest you behave." Snape gave Dumbledore and Harry a questioning look as Dumbledore continued, "And as for young Malfoy being the spy, I presume it save to eliminate that accusation as he is a spy, but for the side of light. He came to me some time in the summer and addressed me with his dilemma."
"Oh Albus. . I had no idea."
"Quite alright Minerva. Harry, have you witnessed any strange behavior from the students?"
Harry blinked, surprised at being asked a direct question. "Err. . . Not really. ." Dumbledore waited before speaking, allowing Harry to think. And to remember, however he chose to stay silent until he could confirm his suspicions. He knew it wouldn't help his friendship with the person in question to question them.
"Yes then, if you suspect anything do come forward. Now, Harry, I suggest you go finish your homework. ." Said Dumbledore with twinkling eyes.
Later that night, after most of the Gryffindor's had went to bed, Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting around the fire discussing the meeting with Dumbledore in hushed whispers.
"So he thinks there's a spy?"
"Yes."
"In Gryffindor?" Asked Ron again.
"Yes."
"And he wants you to look for any suspicious behavior?"
"Yes."
"And--"
"Ron!"
"So. . Harry, do you have any ideas who the student in question could be?" Asked Hermione.
"Not really. I err. . Actually. ." Harry stared guiltily at the fire, allowing an awkward silence to surround them.
"Harry, Who?"
"Err. ." Harry bit his lip and stared at Ron.
"Harry?" Asked Hermione again softly.
"I. . Um. ." Harry closed his eyes and waited for the upcoming eruption as he spoke, "Ginny."
Soon enough. .
"WHO? HOW COULD YOU THINK. . GINNY? HARRY, SHE'S BY BLOODY SISTER!" Yelled Ron.
Harry looked at Hermione whose eyes were wide with shock as she stuttered for Ron to lower his voice.
He then turned to Ron, his eyes flaring. "I know she's your bloody sister Ron. She's also my bloody friend. But when I stood with you over the summer, a lot of things were different."
Harry took a breath and continued at a fast pace, Ron's face getting redder and redder at every word. "You remember how she always wore turtlenecks or long sleeve shirts, even on the hottest days? Remember her nervous laughter whenever your family spoke of the death eaters regrouping? There were a lot of things that seemed out of place Ron!"
"No Harry. You've gone to far this time. First shacking up with that slimy git Malfoy --"
"Don't call him that Ron." Said Harry, in a dangerously low voice.
"No. I'll bloody call him what I want Harry! If you have the right to accuse my sister of being some death eater spy, then I have the right to accuse your bloody boyfriend of the same thing!" Both boys were now standing, and yelling in each other's face.
"He's a slimy git Harry! I don't care what you say, that'll never change! And unless YOU change, you won't have any bloody friends left. He'll stab you in the back Harry, just like you've stabbed me in the back by accusing my--" Ron stumbled backwards into the couch as Harry pushed him.
His hair was seemingly wild and his eyes were glowing with an unnatural light. "Shut up Ron. Just shut up."
Harry turned to leave but was confronted by an angry Hermione.
"How dare you Harry!"
SMACK!
The room was filled with an eerie silence as Harry touched his burning cheek. He scowled and took one final glance at a very angry Hermione, before turning and hurrying out the portrait hole.
His thoughts were jumping this way and that through his head, and if one saw the boy who lived that night they would have been in a load of trouble. As one can probably tell, Harry didn't care much about getting caught right then.
The energy surrounding him crackled through the dim halls and he seemed to be glowing with anger. He jogged the rest of the way until he was outside of Dumbledore's statue for the billionth time that day. He spoke the password and ran up the stairs.
The door swung open and he stepped into the headmaster's office, "Professor I think I know who the--"
"Mr. Potter, do you make a habit of barging into the headmaster's office unannounced?" Asked the scowling fudge.
"Yes. As a matter of a fact, it's become one of my favorite pastimes." Answered Harry sarcastically. He was in no mood to put up with this retched coward of a man.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Come in Harry. . Come in."
"May I ask what has brought you to my Office at this time of night?"
Harry eyed Fudge unsurely, "It's about that. . Job. . You wanted me to do. ."
"Yes then. . Just a moment Harry." Said Dumbledore. He turned to the Minister of Magic, "Now what were you saying?"
However, fudge chose to ignore Dumbledore and instead spoke to Harry. "There are certain things. . That have been left unspoken about you, Mr. Potter. I was just asking Dumbledore here, about these things. . Perhaps, you would care to listen to?"
All eyes turned to Dumbledore and he sighed grimly. "I suppose it is time to face the unavoidable. I would have preferred to tell you this at a different time Harry, but. ."
Author's Note: Alrighty then. The next chapter, like this one. . Is basically going to be discoveries about Harry and Hogwarts, discoveries that are essential to the plot. But after that, it'll be some more quality Harry and Draco time hopefully. . Anyway, same rules as last time (even if they were unspoken,) 5+ reviews = Next Chapter.
Teaser--
"I suppose it is time to face the unavoidable. I would have preferred to tell you this at a different time Harry, but. . There are other reasons among the prophecy that made Voldemort attack your family that night. ."
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Chapter Fifteen-- Angry Accusations
That night, after dinner Harry found himself traveling the oh-to-familiar halls to the headmaster's office. Once he arrived in front of the familiar statue, he briefly checked the halls.
One can imagine how surprised Harry was to see a very grumpy looking Professor Snape walking towards him.
"What do you want Potter?" He snapped.
Harry raised an eyebrow. "I'm here to see the headmaster."
"Why?"
"Because he asked me to." If it's any of your business. .
Professor Snape narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Harry, and the two spoke in unison to the statue. "The three musketeers."
The statue hopped out of the way, and Professor Snape pushed his way past Harry and up the stairs after giving Harry a very dirty look. Harry scowled, but followed none the less.
When they arrived in the headmaster's cluttered office, the man sitting at the desk motioned for them to sit down. Harry sat in the same plush chair he had been sitting in earlier, but the professor chose to stand. A mere moment later, a very ruffled Professor McGonagall strode into the room.
"What is this about Albus?"
"I'll explain in a moment Minerva." Said Dumbledore in a soft tone. He turned to Harry and held out a lemon drop.
Harry smiled but nodded his head no.
"Get on with it, will you? I should be working on the serum right now. ." Mumbled Snape.
"Always so impatient Severus?" Asked Dumbledore. The only response he got was a scowl from Snape.
"As I was about to say," Dumbledore looked pointedly at Snape before continuing, "I have asked you here to discuss the safety of Hogwarts. As Severus has been so kind to notify me of, there seems to be a spy in Hogwarts."
Professor McGonagall gasped loudly, "Really Albus?"
"I am afraid so Minerva. Severus. ." Dumbledore motioned for Severus to speak as he leaned back in his chair.
"Yes. . As I reported to Albus, the lord seems to be getting some very how do you say, valuable information in news of Hogwarts. The amount and clarification of this information is much and correct. I can't say for certain if the spy is a student --" He paused for a moment before continuing, "or a teacher."
Professor McGonagall's eyes widened and she stared in horror from Snape to Dumbledore. "But it can't be true, can it Albus?"
Professor Dumbledore nodded grimly. "I'm afraid, at this time. . We cannot be certain."
Professor McGonagall looked thoughtfully at the floor, biting her bottom lip nervously.
"That is why I have asked young Mr. Potter to accompany us in this meeting." Dumbledore switched targets and now spoke directly to Harry. "I would like you to keep an eye out for any suspicious behavior from students, including those in your own house."
Harry nodded, fidgeting with the chair arm.
Professor McGonagall spoke from behind him. "What about young Malfoy, Albus?"
Harry's eyes flared as he turned to speak to Professor McGonagall, but was interrupted by the headmaster.
"Mr. Potter, I suggest you behave." Snape gave Dumbledore and Harry a questioning look as Dumbledore continued, "And as for young Malfoy being the spy, I presume it save to eliminate that accusation as he is a spy, but for the side of light. He came to me some time in the summer and addressed me with his dilemma."
"Oh Albus. . I had no idea."
"Quite alright Minerva. Harry, have you witnessed any strange behavior from the students?"
Harry blinked, surprised at being asked a direct question. "Err. . . Not really. ." Dumbledore waited before speaking, allowing Harry to think. And to remember, however he chose to stay silent until he could confirm his suspicions. He knew it wouldn't help his friendship with the person in question to question them.
"Yes then, if you suspect anything do come forward. Now, Harry, I suggest you go finish your homework. ." Said Dumbledore with twinkling eyes.
Later that night, after most of the Gryffindor's had went to bed, Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting around the fire discussing the meeting with Dumbledore in hushed whispers.
"So he thinks there's a spy?"
"Yes."
"In Gryffindor?" Asked Ron again.
"Yes."
"And he wants you to look for any suspicious behavior?"
"Yes."
"And--"
"Ron!"
"So. . Harry, do you have any ideas who the student in question could be?" Asked Hermione.
"Not really. I err. . Actually. ." Harry stared guiltily at the fire, allowing an awkward silence to surround them.
"Harry, Who?"
"Err. ." Harry bit his lip and stared at Ron.
"Harry?" Asked Hermione again softly.
"I. . Um. ." Harry closed his eyes and waited for the upcoming eruption as he spoke, "Ginny."
Soon enough. .
"WHO? HOW COULD YOU THINK. . GINNY? HARRY, SHE'S BY BLOODY SISTER!" Yelled Ron.
Harry looked at Hermione whose eyes were wide with shock as she stuttered for Ron to lower his voice.
He then turned to Ron, his eyes flaring. "I know she's your bloody sister Ron. She's also my bloody friend. But when I stood with you over the summer, a lot of things were different."
Harry took a breath and continued at a fast pace, Ron's face getting redder and redder at every word. "You remember how she always wore turtlenecks or long sleeve shirts, even on the hottest days? Remember her nervous laughter whenever your family spoke of the death eaters regrouping? There were a lot of things that seemed out of place Ron!"
"No Harry. You've gone to far this time. First shacking up with that slimy git Malfoy --"
"Don't call him that Ron." Said Harry, in a dangerously low voice.
"No. I'll bloody call him what I want Harry! If you have the right to accuse my sister of being some death eater spy, then I have the right to accuse your bloody boyfriend of the same thing!" Both boys were now standing, and yelling in each other's face.
"He's a slimy git Harry! I don't care what you say, that'll never change! And unless YOU change, you won't have any bloody friends left. He'll stab you in the back Harry, just like you've stabbed me in the back by accusing my--" Ron stumbled backwards into the couch as Harry pushed him.
His hair was seemingly wild and his eyes were glowing with an unnatural light. "Shut up Ron. Just shut up."
Harry turned to leave but was confronted by an angry Hermione.
"How dare you Harry!"
SMACK!
The room was filled with an eerie silence as Harry touched his burning cheek. He scowled and took one final glance at a very angry Hermione, before turning and hurrying out the portrait hole.
His thoughts were jumping this way and that through his head, and if one saw the boy who lived that night they would have been in a load of trouble. As one can probably tell, Harry didn't care much about getting caught right then.
The energy surrounding him crackled through the dim halls and he seemed to be glowing with anger. He jogged the rest of the way until he was outside of Dumbledore's statue for the billionth time that day. He spoke the password and ran up the stairs.
The door swung open and he stepped into the headmaster's office, "Professor I think I know who the--"
"Mr. Potter, do you make a habit of barging into the headmaster's office unannounced?" Asked the scowling fudge.
"Yes. As a matter of a fact, it's become one of my favorite pastimes." Answered Harry sarcastically. He was in no mood to put up with this retched coward of a man.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Come in Harry. . Come in."
"May I ask what has brought you to my Office at this time of night?"
Harry eyed Fudge unsurely, "It's about that. . Job. . You wanted me to do. ."
"Yes then. . Just a moment Harry." Said Dumbledore. He turned to the Minister of Magic, "Now what were you saying?"
However, fudge chose to ignore Dumbledore and instead spoke to Harry. "There are certain things. . That have been left unspoken about you, Mr. Potter. I was just asking Dumbledore here, about these things. . Perhaps, you would care to listen to?"
All eyes turned to Dumbledore and he sighed grimly. "I suppose it is time to face the unavoidable. I would have preferred to tell you this at a different time Harry, but. ."
Author's Note: Alrighty then. The next chapter, like this one. . Is basically going to be discoveries about Harry and Hogwarts, discoveries that are essential to the plot. But after that, it'll be some more quality Harry and Draco time hopefully. . Anyway, same rules as last time (even if they were unspoken,) 5+ reviews = Next Chapter.
Teaser--
"I suppose it is time to face the unavoidable. I would have preferred to tell you this at a different time Harry, but. . There are other reasons among the prophecy that made Voldemort attack your family that night. ."