2: Dumbledore's word

"Oh hello there Harry, I was wondering when you would come" said the ancient Headmaster
"um…hello Professor Dumbledore," said Harry feeling self conscious

" Harry, sit down I need to ask you a few things, and in return I will try to answer some of your questions, would you like a lemon drop, they're quite good" chuckled the aged Headmaster happily

Harry sat down in the squishy couch that Dumbledore had just created with a wave of his wand, he looked at Dumbledore and noticed all the lines on his face, he seemed to have aged 50 years in a few weeks, Voldemort couldn't have done anything, I would've heard something about it.

"No Harry, Voldemort has not done anything since the department of mysteries" Dumbledore noticed Harry wince as he mentioned where they had lost Sirius a few weeks ago.

" Then what do you need to ask me?" asked Harry, he was starting to think he wanted one of those lemon drops

Dumbledore smiled at the look Harry was giving the small bowl of sweets he had on his table "go ahead have as many as you like"

Harry looked shocked and then sheepish for not paying attention to the Headmaster, he took a sweet and popped it in his mouth, then he looked to Dumbledore to see him actually smiling, not the amused smile he usually had but a real smile.

"You are the first person to take me up on my offer for a sweet, how is it?" asked Dumbledore with barely restrained curiosity

Harry had barely put it in his mouth when he felt a warmth going through his body, he felt totally at peace, and it tasted great! "This is great Professor!"

Dumbledore looked ecstatic, then his face turned serious
"what's you said you had a dream about two of the founders, are you sure they were the founders?" asked Dumbledore, the twinkle in his eyes was gone, instead his eyes seemed to crackle with intensity

Harry felt like Dumbledore was looking right through him and into his soul, it unnerved him, could the Headmaster actually read his mind?

"Yes they were, Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin seemed to be around my age…" Harry continued to tell Dumbledore everything, because if he didn't Dumbledore would know

After Harry finished telling Dumbledore about his dream he saw that his note he wrote to Dumbledore was on his table, Harry looked to Dumbledore and was shocked to see him staring strait at him! Harry opened his mouth to ask if the Headmaster had read his letter about Voldemort when Hedwig flew in through the window, Harry jumped out of his chair and rushed strait to Hedwig, she was in terrible shape, her feathers were all snapped and bent, Harry took the message of Hedwig's leg and gave it to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked at the message and read through it quickly, Harry had a dream about Voldemort, which means he might strike soon! "Harry could you tell me any more about this dream you had about Voldemort?" Dumbledore asked calmly, Harry marveled at how in control Dumbledore is in every situation

Harry told Dumbledore every detail about the dream, the smell, how cold it was, the way the land looked and felt.

After that Dumbledore told Harry that he could stay in his dormitory for the night, until he had arranged a private room for him.

When Harry got to the portrait hole he remembered he didn't know the password! But luckily the portrait of the fat lady was awake and let him in, telling him that the dormitories didn't have passwords for the holidays.

Harry walked through the portrait hole and plopped down on one of the comfy chairs in front of the fire and stared at it for hours, thinking about Sirius

Everything was black, Harry looked around to see complete blackness, he could see himself fully, he turned and saw somebody, the person was completely covered in black except for their face, their face was covered with dark hair, it was covering his face down to his chin, from what Harry could see of this mans face was that it's skin was stretched, his cheek bones were jutting out of his face, the man didn't move, Harry took a step back, who was this guy?

Harry felt really warm, the house elves must've done a few heating charms on his blankets while he was asleep.

Harry opened his eyes and saw red, he jumped back into the seat, no wonder he felt hot, he was sleeping almost on top of the fire! he got up from the seat and walked up to his dorm where he found all of his stuff, there was his trunk with H.P written on it, since when did the house elves collect your luggage for you, he grabbed some clothes, he really needed new clothes these ones were 5 sizes to big around the waist and not long enough for his growing legs, he took the clothes into the bathroom and stood in the shower with the hot water blasting in his face, he hadn't had a good shower ever since he left Hogwarts a few weeks ago.

One hour later Harry stepped out of the shower, after he put on his pants his eyes were drawn to his upper body, he had muscles, Harry decided to try doing weights or something, he liked the idea of doing something, especially now because he was banned from quiditch for life.

Harry walked down to the common room half expecting Hermione and Ron to be sitting there talking and waiting for him, he sat down in front of the fire and thought about Ron, Ron, his best friend may be dead just because he was Harry's friend.

Harry had a thought and he ran all the way to Dumbledore's office, he stopped at the door, damn it, this will take ages! Harry decided to get comfortable so he leaned against a wall and started going through various sweets, muggle and wizard, finally he tried 'Lemon Drop' fully expecting nothing to happen, he was momentarily startled when the gargoyle got up and jumped aside, Harry stepped in and knocked on the door into Dumbledore's chamber

After 3 knocks Harry was about to leave when Dumbledore called 'enter' Harry opened the door and saw Dumbledore sitting there wearing bright purple robes, covered with runes and moons.

"Lemon Drop?" asked Dumbledore with a smile on his face

"Sure!" exclaimed Harry and grabbed one, then he seemed to realize what he was doing and smiled sheepishly at the Headmaster, the Headmaster smiled back but with more of a fatherly look to it.

"What can I help you with Harry?" asked Dumbledore serious now
"well I was wondering if you know if the Weasleys were home last night or if they were at no.5 Grimmauld place?" asked Harry quietly

"I was wondering if you'd ask that, but there's no need to worry, the Weasleys are safe at no.5 Grimmauld place, you may go visit them if you wish, but first I think you would like some questions answered?" asked the old Headmaster in a weary tone.

Harry looked at the aged wizard in front of him; he was finally going to get some answers!

"Sir, do you remember in my second year after the chamber of secrets?" Dumbledore nods in understanding "Harry my boy, I cannot tell you the answer to that question because it is not my answer to give" Dumbledore looked sad as he said this, Harry noted.
"Ok then, how about the prophecy about me in the Department of Mysteries?" asked Harry
"am I correct in saying that you heard some of that prophecy?" queried Dumbledore, Harry nodded
" ok there's a prophecy written on this scroll" Dumbledore mutters a few words before handing Harry the scroll.

The one marked by the Dark Lord,

He will gain the favor of the Elves,

With them he will gain much power,

He will find his love,

Only to have it taken away from him,

The Dark Lord will obtain godly power,

But when all is over,

Only one will remain.

Harry stared at the scroll for a few moments, it was unbelievable, this was the prophecy he thought he heard, this one was different.

"Harry, as you have noticed, this prophecy is not the one you heard at the Department of Mysteries, this particular prophecy is in fact the real one, the one in the Department of Mysteries was a decoy, one to get Voldemort out in the open, but unfortunately Voldemort discovered its location and lured you there to retrieve it" finished Dumbledore sadly, Harry stared at his hands in the uncomfortable silence, it was all his fault, even Dumbledore says so!

"But…we…you…you fought Voldemort just to protect me? why didn't you help Sirius?" Harry asked desperately

"Believe me Harry, I tried, I am not all-seeing or all-knowing, though it may look like I am" explained Dumbledore tiredly

"But…you always know whets going on in the castle?" asked Harry confusedly

"looks can be deceiving my child, now is their any other questions that you would like answered?" asked Dumbledore looking more aged than ever

"um…no sir, not at the moment" mumbled Harry quietly, he had thousands of questions but he couldn't get his mouth to move so he got up and started to head towards the door.

"Oh and Harry, if you have any desire to discuss anything with me feel free to come to me strait away?" asked Dumbledore

This was more of a statement than a question mused Harry before nodding his head and walking out of the room and to his bed to sleep.