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Harry again stood outside Dumbledore's office. He seemed to find himself outside the headmaster's door every day since he arrived back at school. He wished he could just pass by the statue of the gargoyle, but he knew he couldn't. He sighed and gave the password and causally walked up the stairs and knocked on the headmaster's office door.

"Come in."

Harry opened the door and walked into the Headmaster's office. The ageing headmaster sat behind his desk writing.

"Hi Fawkes." Harry said to Dumbledore's pet phoenix that sat on its perch. The bird looked at Harry and cocked its head to the side. Harry made his way to a chair in front of Dumbledore's desk. The old man looked up and smiled at his early visitor.

"Harry, how nice to see you again." Dumbledore said with a sparkle in his light blue eyes as he looked at Harry through his half-moon spectacles. "What can I do for you?"

"I had another nightmare," Harry said, which was the same line he had said ever since he arrived at the school, one month ago. Dumbledore's smiled faded and he placed his quill on the desk. He looked at Harry for a minute before he stood and walked around to where Harry was and sat in the chair next to him.

"Would you like to tell me, Harry?"

Harry slowly nodded and told Dumbledore all he could remember of the dream all the while looking at his hands. Dumbledore noticed this and looked down seeing the ugly red mark of the burn. He waited until Harry finished explaining his nightmare and also the incident that had happened down in the common room before taking Harry's injured hand in his.

"What happened, Harry?" Dumbledore asked of the younger man. Harry's eyes got a far away look for a minute and Dumbledore was concerned. When Harry looked back at Dumbledore there was sadness in his eyes.

"The power is getting stronger," Harry told him, looking him in the eyes. "I can do complete spells now."

"You have to learn to control this power," The older man said looking down at the injured hand. "I'm sorry, Harry, that I can't help you in controlling this magic."

"That's okay, sir," Harry sadly said looking at his hands. He stood and looked down at Dumbledore. "I think I will go back to my room, I don't feel to well."

Dumbledore nodded his head, "I will notify your teachers that you will be absent from your classes today." Dumbledore stood. "I'm truly sorry, Harry."

Harry looked at the older man, "I know."

He then left leaving the older man to his thoughts.

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Harry headed in the direction of the Gryffindor tower then he stopped. He didn't feel up to looking at Ron and Hermione's concerned faces. Instead he walked down to the castle's front doors. He walked down to the lake's edge and looked out on its smooth surface, ever now and again a fish would break its surface sending ripples across the lake.

Harry took a seat on the beach and layed back and looked up at the sky, watching the clouds chase each other across the blue span of sky.

He closed his eyes and cleared his mind of all thoughts and just listened to the birds around him.

He heard fast beating foot falls and quickly sat up, before he knew what was happening a big black thing ran him down. Harry was knocked to the ground and looked up into the face of a large black dog.