Chapter 7 Acussations

Harry sat there for hours, nothing to do but stare at the white wall, thinking. My mum, she's alive, I have someone who loves me in the world.

No, you're ridiculous, Ron and Hermione love you.

But only as friends, he reminded himself.

But, to me, she is more. That caught his attention.

I can't, Ron loves her, i can't interfere with them.

Oh, come now, a new voice said. Ron would shag anything that spread it's legs for him.

How can I think that. His train of thought was interuppted as Ron came in the door, flanked by two aurors.

Harry began talking, "Mate, boy am I glad your here." he moved to shake his hand, but Ron recoiled. He said, "What the bloody Hell do you think your doing. Harry, You murdered someone. I can't belive you. And to think you were my friend. Only Dark Wizards use the killing curse. I am not staying here another moment. i said what I came here to say, now good day." He went to leave, but stopped short of the door. "AND STAY AWAY FROM HERMIONE TOO!!!!!!!!!!!." With that he left.

Harry sat down on his cot, thoughts flooding his mind.

Were.............................................Dark..................................Kill................................

STAY AWAY FROM HERMIONE!!!!!!!!!!

At that moment, the cot underneath him cam aflame.

"YOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!"

Harry retreated to the other side of the room, thinking of what just happened.

Harry turned to the door an hour later to see Dumbledore come in, no armed guards with him.

"Hello young Harry, don't worry, I belive your innocence."

Harry, relived to hear this, started to speak.

"Proffesor my Mo-"

"Don't worry Harry, she is safe. Now, tell me what happened at Privet Drive."

Harry recounted the expierience, hoping he would belive Harry's story.

"Don't worry, I belive everything you have just said. now I must be on my way. I will start preparing your case, and-"

"Why are you going to prepare my case?"

"I am your barrister, am I not?"

Harry looked down to the floor.

"actually, my barrister is going to be Hermione."

Dumbledore's eyes seemed to illuminate when he said this.

"Ahhhhh, a fine choice Harry. I will see you the 3rd."

And with that, Harry sat and waited for Hermione to come.

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