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Chapter Four
Explosion and Regret
by Patilaputra Jeanne
Harry gave him a Malfoy glare. How could the two of them not recognize him when he was wearing a Weasley sweater? "Just an investor in Weasley's Wizard Wheezes." Harry said in a rather annoyed tone. Even Ron had been smart enough to recognize him in the stupid sweater!
"But we don't have any investors," Fred answered him. "Well unless you count Harry, but that is supposed to be confidential." How could he say that in just an offhand voice as if he didn't care who knew, especially when Mrs. Weasley was sitting just a few seats down the table.
"Does anything remain confidential with you two?" Harry spat frantically looking all around the room to make sure no one heard but them. "I am Harry alright? You haven't told anyone else have you?"
"You see, I don't remember you," Fred explained. "The only Harry I know is Harry Potter and you are not him."
"Are you a member of the Order?" George asked. It would have been a fair question if the twins weren't being so stupid. Harry actually raised his eyebrows at the thought. Maybe the Order would let him join after the whole ordeal last year. He looked questioningly at this guardian-to-be but he shook his head.
"No, he's not." He said sternly. "Not till he graduates." Harry made a face and turned back to his meal. Typical, Harry thought. Both Marauders were hurt badly by having friends in the Order. Harry, however, thought of something else as well.
"But technically I have been in the Order since before I was born," Harry told Remus in a mater-of-fact tone of voice. He knew that they would laugh at this, but for a different reason than what he had in mind. The four burst out laughing just as he suspected, but Harry sat there, untouched about it.
"Harry, when you were in your mother's womb doesn't count." Ron said. They continued to laugh at Harry as he shrugged and took a long swig of his butterbeer, letting them have their fun. He turned back to his old professor as sly as a fox.
"I actually wasn't talking about that," Harry said with complete honesty. "I was talking about the prophecy..." He trailed off as Remus went as white as snow and realized what he was talking about. The other three gradually stopped laughing as they realized how serious the situation actually was. They had not heard what Harry had said, but they at least had enough sense in them to stop laughing.
"Dumbledore told you?" Remus asked trying to detect weather someone had let it slip or if he had actually been told.
"The whole order knows don't they?" Harry said icily. The look Remus gave him was all that he needed as his guardian-to-be glanced at Mrs. Weasley, Mad-Eye and Tonks. They were all watching him now in apprehension. "And no one seemed to think it important enough to tell me?" he went on. "Even though in the end he kills me or I kill him. Even though I'm supposed to be his equal. Even though you'd think that the Order would need me at one point or another. No, it can all wait until the moment after your godfather dies so that you can have twice as much to deal with."
They all sat there as if stupefied as one. No one said anything as Harry stood up and glared at them before stomping loudly out of the room. He made his way through the house, setting off Mrs. Black on the way, and entered his room once again before slamming the door behind him.
He immediately regretted everything he had said. They were they only family he had, even if they weren't blood relatives, they were still his family. They had all wanted to comfort him when Sirius died, but he hadn't let them in his furry with Dumbledore. Now he had let his furry with Dumbledore get in his way again with the argument about Harry being in the Order or not.
He started pacing back and forth in the room, trying to let go of some of this emotion. He remembered what happened when he was irate like this. Accidental magic was the last thing he needed right now.
Chapter Four
Explosion and Regret
by Patilaputra Jeanne
Harry gave him a Malfoy glare. How could the two of them not recognize him when he was wearing a Weasley sweater? "Just an investor in Weasley's Wizard Wheezes." Harry said in a rather annoyed tone. Even Ron had been smart enough to recognize him in the stupid sweater!
"But we don't have any investors," Fred answered him. "Well unless you count Harry, but that is supposed to be confidential." How could he say that in just an offhand voice as if he didn't care who knew, especially when Mrs. Weasley was sitting just a few seats down the table.
"Does anything remain confidential with you two?" Harry spat frantically looking all around the room to make sure no one heard but them. "I am Harry alright? You haven't told anyone else have you?"
"You see, I don't remember you," Fred explained. "The only Harry I know is Harry Potter and you are not him."
"Are you a member of the Order?" George asked. It would have been a fair question if the twins weren't being so stupid. Harry actually raised his eyebrows at the thought. Maybe the Order would let him join after the whole ordeal last year. He looked questioningly at this guardian-to-be but he shook his head.
"No, he's not." He said sternly. "Not till he graduates." Harry made a face and turned back to his meal. Typical, Harry thought. Both Marauders were hurt badly by having friends in the Order. Harry, however, thought of something else as well.
"But technically I have been in the Order since before I was born," Harry told Remus in a mater-of-fact tone of voice. He knew that they would laugh at this, but for a different reason than what he had in mind. The four burst out laughing just as he suspected, but Harry sat there, untouched about it.
"Harry, when you were in your mother's womb doesn't count." Ron said. They continued to laugh at Harry as he shrugged and took a long swig of his butterbeer, letting them have their fun. He turned back to his old professor as sly as a fox.
"I actually wasn't talking about that," Harry said with complete honesty. "I was talking about the prophecy..." He trailed off as Remus went as white as snow and realized what he was talking about. The other three gradually stopped laughing as they realized how serious the situation actually was. They had not heard what Harry had said, but they at least had enough sense in them to stop laughing.
"Dumbledore told you?" Remus asked trying to detect weather someone had let it slip or if he had actually been told.
"The whole order knows don't they?" Harry said icily. The look Remus gave him was all that he needed as his guardian-to-be glanced at Mrs. Weasley, Mad-Eye and Tonks. They were all watching him now in apprehension. "And no one seemed to think it important enough to tell me?" he went on. "Even though in the end he kills me or I kill him. Even though I'm supposed to be his equal. Even though you'd think that the Order would need me at one point or another. No, it can all wait until the moment after your godfather dies so that you can have twice as much to deal with."
They all sat there as if stupefied as one. No one said anything as Harry stood up and glared at them before stomping loudly out of the room. He made his way through the house, setting off Mrs. Black on the way, and entered his room once again before slamming the door behind him.
He immediately regretted everything he had said. They were they only family he had, even if they weren't blood relatives, they were still his family. They had all wanted to comfort him when Sirius died, but he hadn't let them in his furry with Dumbledore. Now he had let his furry with Dumbledore get in his way again with the argument about Harry being in the Order or not.
He started pacing back and forth in the room, trying to let go of some of this emotion. He remembered what happened when he was irate like this. Accidental magic was the last thing he needed right now.
