Sorry guys or girls. I have been so worked up with homework that I had to put this chapter on hold. I had to finish some very long and exhausting notes for my Living Skills subject, which I'm not particularly keen of. I also had to prepare my science presentation. Okay, enough rambling. Sorry if it's too short for you all. Please review and tell me what you think of this chapter.

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Chapter 7

Explanations

Shocked is quite an understatement if not for the fact that it was bigger than that. Percy Weasley had just entered Dumbledore's office and was joined by Draco Malfoy a few seconds later.

Harry was musing incoherently. What on earth is going on around here? First, it was Malfoy and now Percy?! Didn't he use to back up that stupid slimy lousy old brat Fudge? Merlin's beard, I think I'm going to hurl. Barking mad, I tell you. Yeah some would consider saying that if they're in my position. Substantially, I think this is going to be a long day.

Darn, I could definitely use some humour now. Come on, humour me. How about turning Crabbe into a slug, and then squish him. Yeah, come on little squishy, come on. I'm gonna get yeh. Ha, ha, ha! That was weird.

Ah!! A scream sounded from the corridor. Snape, who just entered the office went back out and stormed back in again with Goyle close at his heels.

"Professor Snape! Crabbe's just turned into a slug and he's squelched like he was squished by someone. I was there all the time but the strange this was that no one else was there. He just got squished out of nowhere. Except maybe Potter is the one behind it," said Goyle, sending a glare towards Harry. Now every eye was turned to Harry.

"What's that suppose to mean. I didn't do anything, not a single thing, GET IT?? I was just thinking about doing that to him. Honestly, it certainly humoured me. But the thing is, I DID NOT LAY MY HANDS ON HIM! GET IT? I-DID- NOT-LAY-MY-HANDS-ON-HIM!" shouted Harry with outmost rage that could rival a Griffin's menacing way of facing it's prey.

"Well, that is something that we should take note. It interests me as to what had happened. Severus, would you care to go and have a look at Mr. Crabbe while I have a chat with Harry here?" asked Dumbledore.

"Of course, Headmaster I will be down in the dungeon when I'm through with Messrs Crabbe and Goyle," said Snape.

With a swish of his cloak, he turned to the door and disappeared from view. Soon, Percy followed suit, mumbling about having to talk to Ron about him coming back to the family. The room had fallen silent. It was only broken by Dumbledore's voice. ' "I believe that some explanations are required for all of this," said Dumbledore.

"As I've told you before Professor, that I had no inkling idea what happened. I've got nothing to do with it!" exclaimed Harry. Darn, why do they always have to ask me that? As if I don't get enough of it, already.

"Now, now, Harry. I didn't say that you had done it," said Dumbledore clearly. I think I know what caused that to happen. You said that you were ONLY thinking about how amusing it would be if that happened to Crabbe, correct?" Harry simply nodded.

"Well, I think that you may have accidentally cast a spell on Mr. Crabbe," Dumbledore finally said.

What? How on earth would I even do that? I'm not that great. Hell, that's not even supposed to happen, I didn't get pissed off, well, yeah maybe a little. Still, it wasn't enough to do that. To top it all off, Crabbe was at the corridor whilst I was in the office. Whoa, this really had him downright puzzled right to the end.

"I don't know if that's even possible. He didn't get on my nerves. Oh, alright, maybe a little pissed off. That's not enough to do that damage," said Harry.

"Harry, I know that it is impossible for you but I think I know what is going on," said Dumbledore.

Harry's heart thump a millionth faster than usual that it made him feel that it made him feel that every breath takes too much effort and he could feel the colour draining from his face. Nausea and fatigue suddenly engulfed him. He could feel warm hands placed on both his shoulders and felt calm and well rested.

Dumbledore looked down on him and smiled. "I know you feel tired, Harry. In my opinion, it may have been caused by the increasing powers inside of you, though you may not know it."

"His powers are growing! What the hell is the world turning to?" said Malfoy who was particularly flabbergasted.

Harry's head turned to face Malfoy. Heck, he didn't even notice him standing there because he was so preoccupied with the startling news from Dumbledore.

It was Dumbledore who spoke to Malfoy. "Mr. Malfoy, there are obvious reasons of why his powers are growing. One, he is a wizard. Two, he is as I should say a very powerful one, a mage I should say." A gasp from both Harry and Draco could be heard but Dumbledore continued as if no one had interrupted him. "Last but not least, he is of course, facing the Dark Wizard Voldemort, or should I say Tom Riddle. A half-blood who despises his own kin is something unexpected. But then again, this is Voldemort we're talking about aren't we?" said Dumbledore non-stop.

Draco was gaping at Harry with astonishment painted clearly at his face. This caused Harry to say, "Oh come off it. You better close your mouth, Malfoy. You don't want to have a fly in it, do you?" Draco immediately closed his mouth.

"Well, ferret. You are shocked, I presume, but you have no idea how it was for me. I think I might say I'm..." there was a slight pause and then "I don't know, flabbergasted," said Harry. Harry snickered at Malfoy's expression despite the fact that he was feeling nauseous. A wave of dizziness fell upon Harry as he tried to get up. Dumbledore managed to slow Harry down from fall before his head hit the floor.

"I think it is enough for one night. I see that Harry here is very exhausted by tonight's events. The powers that awakened in him are overwhelming and it certainly is taking a toll out of him," said Dumbledore who was reaching over to Harry to send him to the hospital wing.

"Professor Dumbledore, please let me do it. Besides, I have some things that I need tell him," said Draco as he took three strides over to Harry and started to haul him and drag him out of the office to the infirmary. Dumbledore watched on with a smile planted on his face. Maybe all of this hadn't been a waste of effort after all.

Author's notes:

Sorry, but I'm kinda stumped, don't send me death threats because I made Draco a bit nice.

A quidditch match might come up anytime soon. Keep a look out.

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