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Blood covered Harry's face, but he was to exhausted to care about cleaning it off him. Voldemort had forced Harry to watch another person die a meaningless death. When was this going to end? Sadly, he knew it would end when he killed Voldemort. A wave of listlessness swept over Harry sending him mercifully back to sleep.

Knocking at the door woke Harry with a start. (Could it be death eaters? Have they found me, and ready to bring me to Voldemort?) Harry snatched his wand from underneath his pillow. "Who is it?" asked Harry while he trained his wand at the door.

"Harry my dear boy you have nothing to fear from me," answered Albus Dumbledore.

"Who else is with you? Are you alone?"

"Yes Harry it is just me. May I come in?" said Dumbledore

"How do I know it is really you, and not some death eater who has taken polyjuice potion?" asked Harry taking a step closer to the door, but not lowering his wand.

"Ask me something that would verify my identity, and I must say Moody will be impressed when he here's how you are displaying constant vigilance." Softly chuckled Albus.

"Who gave Vernon Dursley a stack of money so I could be abused all of my childhood?" growled Harry, anger began to cause his stomach to swirl and churn. (Remember to control your emotions I am not a beast. Do not show Dumbledore weakness.)

"I gave the Dursley family money, but it was not so you could be abused Harry. Please Harry, may I enter your room? We haaa.." Albus Dumbledore unable to finish his sentence as the door swung open revealing brilliant but unfeeling green eyes boring into him.

"Come in headmaster, we have a few items to discuss, and I deserve and demand answers to all of my questions," stated Harry as he stepped back to allow the headmaster to enter his room. Once the headmaster closed the door, Harry lowered his wand and sat in the chair behind his desk. "Please headmaster, have a seat."

Dumbledore gracefully sat in the offered chair. "What happened to your scar Harry? Why is there blood on your face?" asked Albus, worry evident in his voice as he examined the young man sitting in front of him.

"I got to spend some time watching Tom conduct a meeting with the death eaters. Tom was not impressed or delighted that I was eavesdropping on his little get together. He decided to leave me with a going away gift, but let us not get off track we have much more important things to discuss."

"Harry your safety is of utmost importance to me. We must strive to improve your skill in Occlumeny. As you know, this connection you have with Voldemort can be used against you." pointed out Albus.

Albus waved his wand and conjured up a handkerchief, and handed it to Harry. While Harry was cleaning off his face, he conjured up a tea set with biscuits. "I have a feeling this is going to be a lengthy discussion, and thought some refreshments might be appropriate. May I offer you a lemon sherbert?"

"No thank you, but you can tell me how much it took to bribe my relatives into letting me live with them, and where you got the money that you gave them." Demanded Harry

"Yes those are important questions that do need to be discussed, but I think we should focus on how and where you got this information." countered Albus, an unmistakable twinkle in his blue eyes.

"I would appreciate you not trying to change the subject. I already find it difficult to trust you. You have withheld information from me that has gotten good people killed and hurt. I would suggest stop treating me as a tool if you want me to think better of you, than I do of Tom, and if you answer my questions then I will answer your questions. That my headmaster is how mutually beneficial communication works."

"Fair enough Harry, as you can guess your relatives were not very eager to have you live with them. Therefore, I offered them 55,000 pounds as an incentive for them to let you live with them. I used some of the money your parents left you to cover the amount needed to ensure you grew up in a safe environment," said Albus.

"Let me get this straight, not only did you pay someone to abuse me as I grew up, but you used my inheritance to finance the abuse. This just reaffirms my belief that I am nothing but a weapon or tool to kill Tom. You did what you did to ensure that I was alive in case Tom came back. Did you even once stop to think what kind of mental or emotional state I would be in after those years of abuse? I guess it was more important to you that I was breathing, and able to fulfill the prophecy." Harry felt his insides seethe at how the headmaster had treated him. "Well headmaster, what are you going to do now that the blood protection is broke? The Dursley's was never my home, but it was a prison. When Vernon choked me yesterday, and I stated that Privet Drive was a prison, I am guessing that dissolved the bond."

"Harry you are no longer safe. You knew what protection you were given by living there." worry quickly flooded Albus as he pondered the ramifications of what had happened.

"The so called protection you have set up for me was never adequate. Sure, I had food to eat, but I only received a glass of water, two pieces of bread, and an apple to eat everyday. I was beat for asking for a hug. I was locked in broom closet for days because I burned the food cooking their breakfast when I was only five years old. The only emotions I learned are hate and fear. I learned I was insignificant. Your great plan did not protect me, BUT IT DID BREAK ME!" screamed Harry, jerking up from the chair.

"Harry, I am sorry. I thought it was for the best. I never knew you were that abused. Why didn't you inform someone?" said Dumbledore. Albus took a tentative step towards Harry, but stopped when he saw the power crackling in Harry's eyes.

"The first lesson I received from aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon is that no one would believe me, and then they would really show me what is pain. This is the environment you left me in, I do not trust you anymore. However, I do not hate you. If you want my trust, I suggest you never lie or withhold information from me again. I understand that you will have order members trailing me. I accept that it is necessary. They are not to bother me or try to tell me how to live my life. I will listen to your advice, but I cannot promise I will do everything you want. I do not trust that you have my best interests in heart." said Harry. He sat back in his chair. The anger he felt burned itself out.

"I am most concerned with your safety, I am going to try to get the ban on underage sorcery lifted. I will also try to get you permission to get an apparition license. I must ask you not to go any farther than Diagon Alley for the next three days. Came you give me the names of two names people in the order that you would not mind being near you? I would bring you to the headquarters, but Kreacher disappeared, and we do not know if it is safe there.

After thinking for a minute, Harry responded, "I guess it would be nice to have Remus and Tonks to talk to. I can promise you I will not go out of Diagon Alley. Oh by the way, I knew you paid off Vernon because when he chocked me I saw the memory in my mind. Have a good day headmaster. I cannot spare any more time. I have to go shopping."

"I hope I can prove myself worthy of your trust again in the future." Said Dumbledore. With a small pop, Albus apparated back to Hogwarts with a heavy heart.

(I know he did not want my life to be so bad, but he did not take good care of me. I have to start thinking for myself.) thought Harry. He leaned back in his chair reflecting on what was going to happen next in his life.