Ring of Eternity - 10

Harry felt a deep sickness rising in the pit of his stomach as he sat in Dumbledore's office with McGonagal. Dumbledore had left to gather a few members of the Order to question them on the location Harry had described to them.

McGonagal paced the room, every now and then shaking her head. Harry couldn't help but feel a bit angry at them. They were still trying to treat him like a little boy... one who must be sheltered from harm. They would not let him try and help, even though he would probably be the only one able to recognize the location if they happened to wander into the area.

"Professor... someone has to know where Regulus Black is burried. I'm sure that if they knew that, we could find out the location.

McGonagal sighed and nodded.

"I thought so too, Potter. Dumbledore will probably send a few people out to the Black Family's cemetery to see if somehow the stone is a portkey..."

Harry felt a cold sickness in him. Was Voldemort trying to lead him into a trap? If he was, was it because he knew that Harry would tell Dumbledore, or was it because he thought Harry actually cared for Snape? Harry had to admit he did not like Snape, but he certainly didn't think he deserved anything as harsh as what he had seen. Voldemort knew that Harry would want to do something... even if he didn't care for him.