New Neighbor
Chapter 9
Two weeks later...
"Bloody madman..." I muttered as I slipped into Eryk's private rooms. I threw my invisibility cloak onto the couch and fell onto the comfy chair by the fireplace. Eryk poked his head out of the bedroom as I leafed through a Dark Arts book.
"Harry? What's wrong?" He came out, toweling his hair dry. I stomped my foot and put the book back.
"Dumbledore is what's wrong!" Eryk sighed and sat across from me. "He wants me to stay away from you, and insists I start occulmency again." I growled. "Then he wants me to take certain 'sleeping potions', quit Quidditch, and move into a tower closer to him."
"Why?" I sniffled. "Did he say?"
"He didn't. This is bloody ridiculous! He knows something; I can see it in his eyes. I hate being lied to..." Eryk pulled me into his arms and I sighed.
"Would you like to do the paternity potion? I have it all ready." I nodded and he smiled. "Now, I don't know if it's true. I only slept with Lily twice."
"I know, but I'd like to be sure." He nodded and told me to hold out my hand. He made a small cut on my palm and let the blood drip into a bowl of potion. He did the same to himself.
"Now, if the drops merge together then we know you're my son. If they stay separate then you're not." Minutes after he stopped talking the drops merged together and I sat down heavily. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah.....I will be. Are you?" Eryk nodded. "Does this mean I can call Severus Uncle Sevvie?" Eryk laughed and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged him back and sighed.
"I'm glad we did this. Are you going to confront Albus?" I pulled away and nodded. "Would you like for me to be there with you?"
"Yeah." Eryk nodded. "But let's just...you know. Sit here and talk for a bit."
~~*~~
"Acid Pop." Eryk kept a hand on my shoulder as we rode up the stairway to Dumbledore's office. I could barely keep a hold of my magic, I was so angry at the old man. I knocked on the door and he told us to enter.
"Harry! And Eryk...what can I help you with?" I glared darkly at the man.
"How about the truth?" Dumbledore's eyes lost their twinkle and he frowned. "And don't you dare play dumb! You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"I do." I snarled. "And I thought you'd be better off not knowing."
"So you think its right to manipulate me into thinking my family is dead? Who do you think you are, God?" Albus winced. "You are nothing but a lying, manipulative, old bastard!"
"Harry, that's enough!" Dumbledore said sternly. I bared my teeth at him and he shrank back.
"No it's not!" Eryk smirked. "You lied to me, you manipulated me, and you forced me to live with people who beat me nearly to death whenever they felt like it." Eryk placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I want nothing more to do with you!"
"Harry....." I growled and stalked out, slamming the door behind me.
TBC
Two weeks later...
"Bloody madman..." I muttered as I slipped into Eryk's private rooms. I threw my invisibility cloak onto the couch and fell onto the comfy chair by the fireplace. Eryk poked his head out of the bedroom as I leafed through a Dark Arts book.
"Harry? What's wrong?" He came out, toweling his hair dry. I stomped my foot and put the book back.
"Dumbledore is what's wrong!" Eryk sighed and sat across from me. "He wants me to stay away from you, and insists I start occulmency again." I growled. "Then he wants me to take certain 'sleeping potions', quit Quidditch, and move into a tower closer to him."
"Why?" I sniffled. "Did he say?"
"He didn't. This is bloody ridiculous! He knows something; I can see it in his eyes. I hate being lied to..." Eryk pulled me into his arms and I sighed.
"Would you like to do the paternity potion? I have it all ready." I nodded and he smiled. "Now, I don't know if it's true. I only slept with Lily twice."
"I know, but I'd like to be sure." He nodded and told me to hold out my hand. He made a small cut on my palm and let the blood drip into a bowl of potion. He did the same to himself.
"Now, if the drops merge together then we know you're my son. If they stay separate then you're not." Minutes after he stopped talking the drops merged together and I sat down heavily. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah.....I will be. Are you?" Eryk nodded. "Does this mean I can call Severus Uncle Sevvie?" Eryk laughed and pulled me into a tight hug. I hugged him back and sighed.
"I'm glad we did this. Are you going to confront Albus?" I pulled away and nodded. "Would you like for me to be there with you?"
"Yeah." Eryk nodded. "But let's just...you know. Sit here and talk for a bit."
~~*~~
"Acid Pop." Eryk kept a hand on my shoulder as we rode up the stairway to Dumbledore's office. I could barely keep a hold of my magic, I was so angry at the old man. I knocked on the door and he told us to enter.
"Harry! And Eryk...what can I help you with?" I glared darkly at the man.
"How about the truth?" Dumbledore's eyes lost their twinkle and he frowned. "And don't you dare play dumb! You know exactly what I'm talking about."
"I do." I snarled. "And I thought you'd be better off not knowing."
"So you think its right to manipulate me into thinking my family is dead? Who do you think you are, God?" Albus winced. "You are nothing but a lying, manipulative, old bastard!"
"Harry, that's enough!" Dumbledore said sternly. I bared my teeth at him and he shrank back.
"No it's not!" Eryk smirked. "You lied to me, you manipulated me, and you forced me to live with people who beat me nearly to death whenever they felt like it." Eryk placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I want nothing more to do with you!"
"Harry....." I growled and stalked out, slamming the door behind me.
TBC