Little seed of evil
Disclaimers: Harry James Potter and all other characters from that same universe belong to JK Rowling. However, the plot is mine.
Rating: R may change in the future. Even I don't know where this story is going. It may turn to Slash, may turn to abuse . I don't know.
Summary: An adult, tired Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts for the Defence Against the Dark Arts position after facing a lot of emotional dilemmas.
Little seed of evil - Chapter five - famous people
"I have been stupid in the past, Fawkes. I was wise and old enough, and yet I have made terrible mistakes."
The old phoenix stared fixedly at his master.
"Only good that I found Harry Potter before someone else did. It was time he returned to Hogwarts. He will be safe here."
Which he knew was a false statement. In the years Harry Potter had been to Hogwarts, the one peril after the other had affected this school. Albus Dumbledore was not blind.
He prepared. If Harry Potter was going to teach at this school, 'The New Order of Voldemort' would set their eyes on this school.
Harry Potter was a danger, to those who thought reasonably. A danger to this school, a danger to this society.
But he had vanished for almost sixteen years. To Dumbledore, it was like welcoming a lost son back home.
Dumbledore had his connections. And had used them for years to find Harry Potter, even though he knew that the boy's job would not permit it. Could not permit it.
"An Auror must stay hidden at all times.", Dumbledore whispered softly, as he watched his bird drink. "He must not let his presence be shown, or even speak, write or whisper his real name."
That must be the fact that Harry had 'vanished' for all these years. Until he had shown up in Diagon Alley a week ago. Of course, this not went unnoticed by a few eyes, who wisely enough, kept their mouths closed, and had written letters to Dumbledore.
He had not hesitated, and written a letter to Harry, in which he asked if he was alright, and if he would feel something for the Hogwarts position of Defences against the Dark arts.
The boy had written back almost instantly, and had said yes. He would be arriving at Hogwarts with the school train, of which Dumbledore was rather displeased with.
He wanted to speak with Harry, but knew he couldn't do so when he wasn't ready to talk.
"Fawkes, what should I do?"
The magical bird cocked his neck, staring once again at his master. In the eyes of the bird, Dumbledore could see, and always had seen, advice. Advice that could not be spoken or heard.
"Fawkes, sometimes I wish you could speak, my dear bird. Because I am at a dead end here. "
Dumbledore sighed .
"Who am I to dwell on about the life of Harry Potter? I do believe that his own decisions were good ones. I am afraid to see the Boy who lived."
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Heretic Angel bows solemnly to :
Nick Saelens : a standing ovation? Heretic Angel blinks
I do not deserve that, there are far better writers out there, such as JK Rowling perhaps.
But , yes, thank you. After all, you are my boyfriend.
Rachelle1979 : still too lazy to sign in? It is indeed a shame that FF.net does not have an automatic log in, it is a bore. And I'm happy to hear that you like the altered story. I believe that it makes much sense now, and keeps the suspense up.
Please review. The more you review, the more you will get!
Disclaimers: Harry James Potter and all other characters from that same universe belong to JK Rowling. However, the plot is mine.
Rating: R may change in the future. Even I don't know where this story is going. It may turn to Slash, may turn to abuse . I don't know.
Summary: An adult, tired Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts for the Defence Against the Dark Arts position after facing a lot of emotional dilemmas.
Little seed of evil - Chapter five - famous people
"I have been stupid in the past, Fawkes. I was wise and old enough, and yet I have made terrible mistakes."
The old phoenix stared fixedly at his master.
"Only good that I found Harry Potter before someone else did. It was time he returned to Hogwarts. He will be safe here."
Which he knew was a false statement. In the years Harry Potter had been to Hogwarts, the one peril after the other had affected this school. Albus Dumbledore was not blind.
He prepared. If Harry Potter was going to teach at this school, 'The New Order of Voldemort' would set their eyes on this school.
Harry Potter was a danger, to those who thought reasonably. A danger to this school, a danger to this society.
But he had vanished for almost sixteen years. To Dumbledore, it was like welcoming a lost son back home.
Dumbledore had his connections. And had used them for years to find Harry Potter, even though he knew that the boy's job would not permit it. Could not permit it.
"An Auror must stay hidden at all times.", Dumbledore whispered softly, as he watched his bird drink. "He must not let his presence be shown, or even speak, write or whisper his real name."
That must be the fact that Harry had 'vanished' for all these years. Until he had shown up in Diagon Alley a week ago. Of course, this not went unnoticed by a few eyes, who wisely enough, kept their mouths closed, and had written letters to Dumbledore.
He had not hesitated, and written a letter to Harry, in which he asked if he was alright, and if he would feel something for the Hogwarts position of Defences against the Dark arts.
The boy had written back almost instantly, and had said yes. He would be arriving at Hogwarts with the school train, of which Dumbledore was rather displeased with.
He wanted to speak with Harry, but knew he couldn't do so when he wasn't ready to talk.
"Fawkes, what should I do?"
The magical bird cocked his neck, staring once again at his master. In the eyes of the bird, Dumbledore could see, and always had seen, advice. Advice that could not be spoken or heard.
"Fawkes, sometimes I wish you could speak, my dear bird. Because I am at a dead end here. "
Dumbledore sighed .
"Who am I to dwell on about the life of Harry Potter? I do believe that his own decisions were good ones. I am afraid to see the Boy who lived."
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Heretic Angel bows solemnly to :
Nick Saelens : a standing ovation? Heretic Angel blinks
I do not deserve that, there are far better writers out there, such as JK Rowling perhaps.
But , yes, thank you. After all, you are my boyfriend.
Rachelle1979 : still too lazy to sign in? It is indeed a shame that FF.net does not have an automatic log in, it is a bore. And I'm happy to hear that you like the altered story. I believe that it makes much sense now, and keeps the suspense up.
Please review. The more you review, the more you will get!