Dinner and Dumbledore
"Harry best you be eating something," said Mrs. Weasly noticing that Harry wasn't eating anything. Trying to please Mrs. Weasly, Harry ate some chicken, and then gave Penelope the rest of his dinner. She ate under the dinner table, because she refused to eat at the table with the rest of them because 'it isn't right for a house elf to eat with her master,' as so she says. So instead of arguing with her they decided to let her do what she wanted.
Harry's heart was pounding against his chest as he waited for Dumbledore to arrive and remove him from this table for a talk. It seemed as though each minute took hours to pass by. Ron and Hermione saw the tension going on in Harry so they decided not to talk. Neither did anyone else at the table. The atmosphere was the same as it had been the first night Harry had arrived.
Harry tried to look interested at his fork because he could feel both Mrs. Weasly's and Lupin's eyes gazing at him. The last major talk that he had with each of them was both packed with emotions. They had both opened their soul to him as though they thought that he was now mature enough to handle hearing it. Harry kept thinking about what it was going to be like talking with Dumbledore, and Harry wondered how much longer he was going to have to wait before Dumbledore arrived. Harry couldn't take the silence anymore, so he excused himself from the table and put away his dishes.
Harry charged up the stairs hoping to find something to do to take his mind off of the upcoming evening. As soon as Harry opened the door, he found the pensive on his nightstand, and Dumbledore standing over it. Dumbledore looked older and wearier than ever before. His warming tinkle in his eyes was still there, although he looked very troubled. As soon as Dumbledore noticed that Harry had entered the room, he put a charm on the door and walls so no one could overhear their conversation. He told Harry to sit down on the bed. They sat in silence for what seemed like hours, but Harry knew that it had only been a couple of minutes. Dumbledore finally asked Harry to release all of his troubling thoughts into the Pensive.
"But Professor, I don't know how to err… take out memories."
"Ah… yes… Harry you cannot do this, seeing as you cannot use any magic until the start of this semester. So what I want you to do is to concentrate on one of your most troubling thoughts and let me extract it from you. You may feel a bit a discomfort when I extract it from you, but then you will feel an indication of relief." Harry nodded in acceptance and let Dumbledore extract the memory of his dream during the summer first. Then Harry let Dumbledore extract the memory of when he felt as though he were blind. Harry let Dumbledore extract memories from all of his acquaintances with Voldemort, and the memory of Sirius dying. Harry let him extract the memory with Mrs. Weasly and him, and the memory of him and Lupin. Harry all of a sudden felt very light-headed and had to lie down.
"Thank you Harry. I will be back in just a few short hours. Don't move or touch the door or any of the walls. I just want you to get some sleep." All of a sudden, Dumbledore touched the Pensive with his wand and vanished into it. Harry knew that whatever he just extracted into that Pensive was going to be viewed and witnessed by Dumbledore. Harry doesn't remember what he put in there, only that he was a very tense and unhappy before he did.
Harry felt so relieved and light now and like he had nothing to worry about. I wonder if I'm ever going to be able to live with Sirius… Harry felt as though parts of his life were missing. Like there were giant gaps of information he had once known. Maybe Sirius will be able to explain it to me later. Harry tries to fill in the gaps, but all he can remember is that this past summer he can only recall tears. What was the reason I was so upset for? Harry couldn't remember. This feeling was very weird, and Harry wanted to do nothing more than sleep, but something was keeping him awake. Something in his mind wouldn't let him fall asleep. Some great discomfort in not knowing things that he used to. He can hardly remember anything that has gone on in Hogwarts his past 5 years at school. He remembers how his parents died, and that he was famous, and memories about Ron and Hermione, and Sirius. Something major was missing. Something that has happened at the end of every year to make it a complete blank to him. Sirius what is happening to me! Harry wondered. Maybe Sirius can hear through these walls, maybe he can tell me what memories I have just placed in the Pensive, and why I placed them in the Pensive. Before Harry knew it he dozed off into a dreamless sleep.
"Harry, Harry its time to wake up." Came Dumbledore's voice.
"What time is it?" Harry breathed out.
"About four in the morning, it took longer than I thought, come now and lets replace your memories."
"Does Sirius know that you are still here?"
Dumbledore just looked at Harry with the twinkle missing from his eyes as though what he had just seen was enough to scar him for life. Instead of saying anything to confuse Harry, because Dumbledore knew that he had not known at this moment that his godfather was dead, seeing as he had just relived Sirius's death.
"I don't know." Dumbledore answered. "Come now, sit up. Now lean your head toward me." One by one Dumbledore restored all of the memories that had been extracted from Harry's mind earlier. Harry felt great grieve pass back over him as his memories were restored. He was now able to answer his questions, and was now able to know that he was never going to be able to live with Sirius, because Sirius was not alive. And the missing blanks were all about Voldemort, and he was what had happened at the end of every year.
"Harry, take this, it's to make everything in your life flow again, and it helps your head feel better." Dumbledore handed Harry an antidote that made Harry feel very awake and aware of everything that has gone on in the past years, which were removed from his memory.
"Wow that was a stupid question I just asked you."
"You had not the memory of your loss. But I have lived through all of your past tragedies. You are stronger than I thought Harry, for I have not had to live through such difficult times as those myself."
Harry didn't know how to respond to this so he just nodded.
"Harry, now it is time to discuss the reactions in which your scar has been burdening you with. Harry, I am sorry to say, since you are the only one who is known to live the Avarda Kedavra curse, that there is no known reason to what is happening to you. I have my theory, but for all I know I could be wrong.
Harry, I feel that Voldemort is able to not only show you events to believe something is happening when it surely is not, but is able to use magic through you. I am sure that he cannot kill you through your scar, but can put you in great pain. He may soon find a way to possess you, and become a part of you."
"Voldemort, become a part of me?"
"Yes Harry, so when we have our Occumlecy lessons I need you to give me every bit of concentration to mastering that skill. May I ask you not to go out at all after school hours, because I cannot have the risk of anything happening to you."?
"But Dumbledore, what has Voldemort been doing these past months?"
"He is still staying in hiding, and probably recruiting more followers. I feel now that he is getting stronger and stronger every day, and that he is finding new ways to control you Harry. You need to be able to master the Occumlecy skill so you can turn it around and control him."
"Dumbledore, have you got the giants on our side?"
"I am sorry to say that Voldemort had beaten us to them, but we were able to remove all of the dementors from Azkaban, and put them into a building which has been charmed so they cannot escape, and no one can undo this charm except for the one who cast it."
"Who is watching the prisoners now?"
"Creatures from the dark forest."
"Professor, why was my scar oozing out black, I mean it's never done that before."
"Harry, once again, you are the only one which has had this curse cast upon them. I believe it is the result to new dark magic being used by Voldemort. Harry, you must keep someone always with you incase he casts another Unforgivable on you through your scar. He may not be able to kill you, but if you don't get help fast, he can put you in critical condition. Harry, be careful, and watch out for yourself, for you are by far one of the bravest wizards I know. You have been through in five years what most wizards never have to go through in a lifetime…
Enough of the bad news, I have some good news for you. As you already know, Angela was a seventh year last year, and so this year, once again a new captain is needed for Griffyndor. Harry, Professor McGonnagall and I have both discussed this matter and decided on you to be the Quidditch captain, only if you feel up to it. But you do know that you have two beaters, and two chasers to replace, seeing as the Weasly brothers won't be going to our school this year, and two of our chasers were 7 years last year."
Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing. Him Quidditch captain! A huge smile spread from one ear to the other as Dumbledore told Harry about the duties of a Quidditch captain. Harry hadn't felt this happy in a long time, for Quidditch was his passion.
"Now Harry, I don't want to put too much pressure on yo—"
"Too much pressure! Dumbledore this is exactly what I have needed to hear! Thank you so-o much for making me Quidditch captain of Griffyndor! ME! QUIDDITCH CAPTIAN!"
"Well Harry it's getting late, almost six o'clock in the morning, and you need your rest, oh and yes, you will need to get this book for my Occumlecy lessons. Goodnight Harry." And with that Dumbledore removed the charm on the room and disapperated. Harry looked down at the list to see:
Getting Rid of your Controller By Richard Mesnesious
I really need to give everything I have into these Occumlecy lessons. Harry thought. Harry was going to read this whole book before his first lesson so he can better understand what he has to do. Hermione will be so proud to hear that I have read!
Harry was thinking about his and Dumbledore's whole conversation when he noticed that he was so exited about becoming Quidditch captain that he forgot to ask Dumbledore who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was going to be. Oh well, Harry thought, I'll know next week!
Harry got up to go turn off the lights, when he heard massive snoring coming from out in the hallway. Harry opened the door to find Ron fast asleep on the hard wood floor right outside the door. Harry tried to wake up Ron, but he just wouldn't budge. Harry then tried to pick him up, but Ron was too heavy for Harry to carry. Within ten minutes Harry just decided to leave him there, but gave Ron a pillow and blanket before Harry turned off the lights, and collapsed onto his bed, with the thought of Quidditch constantly on his mind.
How did Dumbledore expect me to get sleep after he told me the one thing that I had hoped to hear! Harry wondered. But before Harry new it he was fast asleep, and could feel his throat becoming really dry from the snoring that he was giving off, just like Ron.
Author's note: Whew that was the hardest chappie that I have ever had to write! And it is all for u people who don't give me any reviews! Sry its my worst one yet but this was one hard conversation to make! But I continue to be loyal to you and write more and update just so you can have more of my story imbedded in your head! Well since I had to put extra work in this chapter I think you should put extra work into your fingertips and click on the review button and and oh no it must be too hard…. To click on the letter buttons and give me a review! Hehehe im sucha dork with no life. Thank you Dom, Kate, Kathryn, Bryan, Lindsay, Sognare, anti-cheese muffin, and anyone else I left out who I left out who is reading my story. I love you and your reviews! I hope to read more! They make me feel special Hehe