Confronting Dumbledore

A/n: Harry's perspective.

As I entered Dumbledore's office, he remembered the last time I was here. Just after Sirius died. Dumbledore told me the prophecy.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies. And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not. And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.'

I knew Dumbledore didn't know I knew, but this was information I should have had a choice to know about. I could feel anger building, but I stuffed it down. No reason to give him an entrance. Raising my shields, "Hello Headmaster."

The look in his eyes, so kind and concerned, it felt like he was mocking me. "Welcome Harry. I believe you wished to discuss something with me." I felt him trying to pry through my shields.

I smiled slightly, though I really wanted to sneer, "I know."

Dumbledore was taken back, "What do you know Harry?"

"Everything that you've held from me for my 'safety'. Namely about Sirius being my rightful guardian, and a little known prophecy about Voldemort that tells of him 'marking his equal, who has power he knows not.'

Dumbledore's face hid his shock well, but fortunately for me, he left his shields down enough for me to read him.

"I don't know about any prophecy my boy, but as to Sirius Black…"

"Who is my true guardian."

"He was arrested shortly after for murder…"

"Of which he was never convicted, only thrown in jail."

"And he betrayed your parents."

"Prove it."

Dumbledore leaned back into his chair. "Your parents chose Black as their secret keeper, that is common knowledge."

"Which made him a perfect decoy." I was enjoying this. Every turn he took, I cut him off. He was still trying to get in my mind, which surprised me to learn. I honestly thought he'd get through or quit by now.

Dumbledore closed his eyes for a moment, "then why did he and Peter fight."

"Maybe because Pettigrew was the secret keeper? After all, no one would suspect him."

"Then who blew up the street?"

I smirked, "That Professor, would be telling. I have it on good information that Pettigrew is still alive."

"Oh, would you know his current location?"

"Somewhere on the grounds."

At this Dumbledore sat up straight, "how would we be able to locate him?"

"I believe Professor Lupin might be more willing to answer that."

"Harry, how did you come by this information?"

"What, your Legilimency not getting you the info you need? If I won't tell my friends, what makes you think I'll tell you?"

Dumbledore looked taken aback. "You can trust me."

"Not as far as you can throw the world in the opposite direction of its movement."

"Harry, be reasonable…"

I laughed, "reasonable! You knew there was a prophecy about me, but you failed to inform me so I could decide if I wanted to know. YOU chose to let a man go to jail without a fair trial. YOU have finally started to believe your own skills are enough to hold back Voldemort, whatever the cost to me. You don't even trust the blood protections on the Dursleys to hold against a fully power Tom Riddle." I took a deep breath. "You seem to think you know more about me than I do, so tell me, what would I do if you told all this to me?"

I paused as if thinking about it. "Probably nothing. Simply nodded and concede to your wishes. Unfortunately for you, this is not the case."

"Harry, if you would calm down," Dumbledore began.

"Tell me something. If Tom achieved full power, would you leave me to rot without moral support? Would you allow me to be in the dark and alone because it was 'safer'?"

Dumbledore was flabbergasted, "Harry, I don't see how…"

"It's a simple pair of questions. So why won't you answer?"

Dumbledore struggled to gain the high ground, "I would not know as I have never been in that situation."

"Ok, here's an easy one. Which are greater; the needs of the one or the needs of the many?"

Dumbledore thought for a few minutes. I simply made my self-comfortable. When he finally spoke, I was half-asleep. "The needs of the many."

I stood up. "Then we have nothing more to discuss."

"Harry, would you put the needs of one person against the needs of the world?"

"In a heart beat." With that I left his office.

(Dumbledore's perspective)

'Harry, what have you gone through?'

I couldn't help but wonder. He seemed so normal when last I saw him, now he was distant. I could see that this was not the time, I summoned Hagrid and informed him that a man was lurking around the grounds. I didn't tell him whom, except that it wasn't Sirius Black.

So much anger, where did it come from? What triggered it? Needless to say, I had a lot to think about now.

(Harry's perspective)

I didn't return to the tower straight away. First I went to Hedwigto send a letter toGringotts.

To whom it may concern,

I wish to have my account/accounts tallied and a report of what my assets are. If there is a fee, simply inform me and I will see that it is paid.

Sincerely,

Harry Potter

A/n: I sat and wrote this in one sitting. It flowed so easy. Harry's holdings, and a Firebolt next.

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