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I forgot to say that there will be some OC's but not quite. There's a theory in the hplexicon that there are 2 missing Gryffindors and I use that in this story but since we don't know a thing about them then they are kind of original characters. Bear with me please...
Ch. 2: THE QUESTIONS or He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever. Chinese Proverb
Harry was sitting in Dumbledore's office. Remus was at his right; Snape leaned against a wall; Arthur to his left and the Headmaster right in front of them. The young auror had just finished briefing them on his mission and the others were deep in thought.
"Headmaster will you answer my questions? I feel like I'm 15 all over again and we all know how well keeping things from me turned out" Harry was getting angry by the second. Things didn't add up and Mey's words kept ringing in the back of his head Dumbledore knew this would happen... Albus Dumbledore took a deep breath before answering "yes, I know Harry, Maltese wanted to speak with Remus but given the nearness of the full moon I decided it would be best if you went in his stead". "Who are Corto Maltese and White Dragon?" Silence... "If you knew this would happen why did you insist on me going?" More silence... "Is Corto Maltese Draco Malfoy?" Remus broke the silence "where do you get that?" "The horses' names" "Look Harry, this is what we know" Remus looked at the other men for approval and after Dumbledore nodded he proceeded, "We don't know who this Maltese person is. We do know he attended Hogwarts during your third year because he calls me professor and that's the only time I've ever taught. So, he's a wizard. He is not Draco Malfoy. His doings have been going on years before Malfoy disappeared. We believe Malfoy is White Dragon. We have no proof of this, only a series of coincidences." He took a pause, pondering how to continue, "We do need his help and although I could have gone and talked to him, it was too high a risk so given that he's probably someone close to your age, he would respond better to you. On the other hand there was the animosity between you and Malfoy, we felt it was better to withhold this information from you just in case he wasn't around." Harry laughed at this, "what am I? A child? Would I back down from a mission just because Malfoy might be involved? I fought a war besides Snape for crying out loud!" Snape's scowl turned into a smile "He's got a point you know?"
The meeting was adjourned and Dumbledore motioned Harry to stay, "you know Harry, you should go see Hagrid. It's been a while since you've been here, he'll be happy to see you" Harry nodded and left. More disappointed than he wanted to admit, he believed he would find the answers he had been seeking in this meeting from these men but he came out more confused than anything. None of his questions were answered and a feeling of uneasiness kept him from breathing normally. A walk through the grounds should help me shake this off...
He walked slowly through the halls of his old school, memories drifting back. Running through these halls with Ron and Hermione latte to class or sneaking under his invisibility cloak late at night looking for the answer to some mystery.
Flashback:
He was sitting in the trophy room, polishing trophies by hand on one of his many detentions. Snape came in with someone behind him, Harry couldn't see who. "Very well, if you haven't changed your mind..." She shook her head no. "Then you'll be serving detention here, helping Mr. Potter polish the trophies without the use of magic" He offered her a rag and holding her head high she proceeded to sit besides Harry and started to polish. Green eyes glanced at her and recognized her as Emma Duskwell, a fellow Gryffindor from his year. They never talked much, he didn't quite remember why. Harry had never seen anyone act like that in front of Snape and he felt a new kind of respect for this girl. They worked in silence for a while until she broke it.
"When you think the whole world's against you, remember, some of the smaller countries don't care at all"
Harry was baffled, what was she talking about, "what?" She just looked at him and shrugged. 20 minutes passed before she spoke again, "you know Harry, you shouldn't feel so bad for loosing house points" Well that was just plain weird, so Harry asked for the second time this evening "what?" This time she kept talking "Did you know Professor Dumbledore has the school record for more points lost during one year?" Harry was shocked and curious, "really? Who's second?" "Well that depends" "On what?" "If we take it by individuals the second would be Sirius Black, then Professor McGonagall and then your father" "My dad?" "Aha, but if you take it by groups then there's Black and his friends, your father, Remus Lupin and Peter something, then the Weasley twins and then Thomas and Angie Figgs" "How do you know all this?" "Research, my father is #9 on the individuals list and my mom never lost a house point in her seven years of school of course she never went to Hogwarts so..." She had been very serious up until the last part and that was the first time Harry Potter saw Emma Duskwell smile. He found himself leaving his depression and smiled back. That was one of his best detentions ever and the first time he saw a glimpse at her love of lists.
End Flashback
He left the trophy room and headed towards the Quiditch pitch remembering games, wins and friends. As he got there he sat on the Ravenclaw stands and another memory hit him.
Flashback
He was flying, watching the game and looking for the snitch at the same time. He spotted it flying behind the right pole of his team's side, he flew towards it and a second latter he could feel Malfoy at his side, he had seen it too. He could hear Seamus, Lee Jordan's replacement as narrator, at the back of his head "well bite my but and call me an apple, there goes Harry and Malfoy chasing the snitch" Harry sped up, stretched his hand and caught it. Everything was a blur for a while. He felt Ron congratulate him and Colin taking pictures. He turned to the left and his heart took a leap when he saw her comforting Draco Malfoy. He was swept off his feet and carried towards the Gryffindor common room.
Later that evening: "What was that all about?" "What was what all about?" "Don't play games with me, I saw you with Malfoy" She smiled at his irate face but didn't answer. "I've been looking for you for hours, where you with him?" "Don't be insecure Harry, he's my friend. You won, he lost, he needed my support you didn't" He felt his rage subside, she smiled at him and all seemed well in the world just because she smiled.
End flashback
This was getting out of hand. He hadn't had a thought about her in months but ever since Shanghai, memories of her came flashing every five minutes, a smell, a place, a sound, anything would trigger the memories and he'd be lost to them. Enough Potter you lost her, she's gone, get over it, he took a deep breath and left. Hagrid was more than happy to see him. They drank awful tea and ate or tried to eat dry pastries. The half giant was as youthful as ever but he never really got over his physical wounds or loosing his half brother. The bond between them had grown and during the final battle Hagrid was fighting two giants and was loosing badly, but just as one had a boulder in his arms and was about to smash his head with it, Garp intervened and although he killed the 2 giants he was very hurt and by the time healers got to him it was too late. He was dead and Hagrid was never the same. He lost the shine in his eyes.
Harry left Hogwarts more sad and confused than when he arrived that morning.
I forgot to say that there will be some OC's but not quite. There's a theory in the hplexicon that there are 2 missing Gryffindors and I use that in this story but since we don't know a thing about them then they are kind of original characters. Bear with me please...
Ch. 2: THE QUESTIONS or He who asks is a fool for five minutes, but he who does not ask remains a fool forever. Chinese Proverb
Harry was sitting in Dumbledore's office. Remus was at his right; Snape leaned against a wall; Arthur to his left and the Headmaster right in front of them. The young auror had just finished briefing them on his mission and the others were deep in thought.
"Headmaster will you answer my questions? I feel like I'm 15 all over again and we all know how well keeping things from me turned out" Harry was getting angry by the second. Things didn't add up and Mey's words kept ringing in the back of his head Dumbledore knew this would happen... Albus Dumbledore took a deep breath before answering "yes, I know Harry, Maltese wanted to speak with Remus but given the nearness of the full moon I decided it would be best if you went in his stead". "Who are Corto Maltese and White Dragon?" Silence... "If you knew this would happen why did you insist on me going?" More silence... "Is Corto Maltese Draco Malfoy?" Remus broke the silence "where do you get that?" "The horses' names" "Look Harry, this is what we know" Remus looked at the other men for approval and after Dumbledore nodded he proceeded, "We don't know who this Maltese person is. We do know he attended Hogwarts during your third year because he calls me professor and that's the only time I've ever taught. So, he's a wizard. He is not Draco Malfoy. His doings have been going on years before Malfoy disappeared. We believe Malfoy is White Dragon. We have no proof of this, only a series of coincidences." He took a pause, pondering how to continue, "We do need his help and although I could have gone and talked to him, it was too high a risk so given that he's probably someone close to your age, he would respond better to you. On the other hand there was the animosity between you and Malfoy, we felt it was better to withhold this information from you just in case he wasn't around." Harry laughed at this, "what am I? A child? Would I back down from a mission just because Malfoy might be involved? I fought a war besides Snape for crying out loud!" Snape's scowl turned into a smile "He's got a point you know?"
The meeting was adjourned and Dumbledore motioned Harry to stay, "you know Harry, you should go see Hagrid. It's been a while since you've been here, he'll be happy to see you" Harry nodded and left. More disappointed than he wanted to admit, he believed he would find the answers he had been seeking in this meeting from these men but he came out more confused than anything. None of his questions were answered and a feeling of uneasiness kept him from breathing normally. A walk through the grounds should help me shake this off...
He walked slowly through the halls of his old school, memories drifting back. Running through these halls with Ron and Hermione latte to class or sneaking under his invisibility cloak late at night looking for the answer to some mystery.
Flashback:
He was sitting in the trophy room, polishing trophies by hand on one of his many detentions. Snape came in with someone behind him, Harry couldn't see who. "Very well, if you haven't changed your mind..." She shook her head no. "Then you'll be serving detention here, helping Mr. Potter polish the trophies without the use of magic" He offered her a rag and holding her head high she proceeded to sit besides Harry and started to polish. Green eyes glanced at her and recognized her as Emma Duskwell, a fellow Gryffindor from his year. They never talked much, he didn't quite remember why. Harry had never seen anyone act like that in front of Snape and he felt a new kind of respect for this girl. They worked in silence for a while until she broke it.
"When you think the whole world's against you, remember, some of the smaller countries don't care at all"
Harry was baffled, what was she talking about, "what?" She just looked at him and shrugged. 20 minutes passed before she spoke again, "you know Harry, you shouldn't feel so bad for loosing house points" Well that was just plain weird, so Harry asked for the second time this evening "what?" This time she kept talking "Did you know Professor Dumbledore has the school record for more points lost during one year?" Harry was shocked and curious, "really? Who's second?" "Well that depends" "On what?" "If we take it by individuals the second would be Sirius Black, then Professor McGonagall and then your father" "My dad?" "Aha, but if you take it by groups then there's Black and his friends, your father, Remus Lupin and Peter something, then the Weasley twins and then Thomas and Angie Figgs" "How do you know all this?" "Research, my father is #9 on the individuals list and my mom never lost a house point in her seven years of school of course she never went to Hogwarts so..." She had been very serious up until the last part and that was the first time Harry Potter saw Emma Duskwell smile. He found himself leaving his depression and smiled back. That was one of his best detentions ever and the first time he saw a glimpse at her love of lists.
End Flashback
He left the trophy room and headed towards the Quiditch pitch remembering games, wins and friends. As he got there he sat on the Ravenclaw stands and another memory hit him.
Flashback
He was flying, watching the game and looking for the snitch at the same time. He spotted it flying behind the right pole of his team's side, he flew towards it and a second latter he could feel Malfoy at his side, he had seen it too. He could hear Seamus, Lee Jordan's replacement as narrator, at the back of his head "well bite my but and call me an apple, there goes Harry and Malfoy chasing the snitch" Harry sped up, stretched his hand and caught it. Everything was a blur for a while. He felt Ron congratulate him and Colin taking pictures. He turned to the left and his heart took a leap when he saw her comforting Draco Malfoy. He was swept off his feet and carried towards the Gryffindor common room.
Later that evening: "What was that all about?" "What was what all about?" "Don't play games with me, I saw you with Malfoy" She smiled at his irate face but didn't answer. "I've been looking for you for hours, where you with him?" "Don't be insecure Harry, he's my friend. You won, he lost, he needed my support you didn't" He felt his rage subside, she smiled at him and all seemed well in the world just because she smiled.
End flashback
This was getting out of hand. He hadn't had a thought about her in months but ever since Shanghai, memories of her came flashing every five minutes, a smell, a place, a sound, anything would trigger the memories and he'd be lost to them. Enough Potter you lost her, she's gone, get over it, he took a deep breath and left. Hagrid was more than happy to see him. They drank awful tea and ate or tried to eat dry pastries. The half giant was as youthful as ever but he never really got over his physical wounds or loosing his half brother. The bond between them had grown and during the final battle Hagrid was fighting two giants and was loosing badly, but just as one had a boulder in his arms and was about to smash his head with it, Garp intervened and although he killed the 2 giants he was very hurt and by the time healers got to him it was too late. He was dead and Hagrid was never the same. He lost the shine in his eyes.
Harry left Hogwarts more sad and confused than when he arrived that morning.