Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling. I do not own Harry Potter. If i did i'd be rich and writing books, not fanfics!
Hey, im sorry! i totally forgot about this! ive had a lot on my mind. if you still want to read im going to be updating more reguarly especially since its holidays soon. also my birthday :) yay!
thanks for everyone who reviewed my last chapter(if you can even remember back that far!). Reviews help so much! Im gunna try get this story back off the ground. if im a lil slow at updating forgive me! stupid ncea year!
now on with the show!
Chap 4 - Anger
When Harry woke up, the sun was shining through the windows and he lay there for a moment while all that had happened in last last two weeks washed through him. He felt so betrayed by Dumbledore, Byt even more so by Lupin. Harry had thought that Lupin would have a small idea how Harry was feeling, because of Sirius but he had been let down.
He dully noted that he wasnt hurting as much anymore. Just random twinges of pain every now and then. He was more injured inside than out.
He heard footsteps up the hall, and grabbed his glasses from the bedside table. Madam Pomfrey strolled in, with a potion flask.
'How are you feeling Harry?' She asked.
'When am i getting out of here. im fine!' he told her.
'not until Professor Dumbledore see's you. and besides, you need to rest because your not as strong as you normally would be. Now take this. its a strength potion and it will last for about 4 hours, and you'll need to take it reguarlly.' she explained.
Harry didnt take in any of it. He was busy worrying about Dumbledore. No way did Harry want to see him. He didnt want to see anyone. he tried to get out of bed but madam Pomfrey just pushed him back down and forced him to take the potion. Harry suddenly felt the feelings of last night come back again. and thats when Dumbledore decided to walk in.
'Madam Pomfrey, would you be able to leave me with Harry for a moment?'
Pomfrey got up and with a last checkup of Harry she went to her office, leaving Harry alone with the headmaster.
Dumbledore broke the silence. 'Harry i know you are angry with me, but you must know i did what i thought was best'
Harry refused to look at him, staying as silent as before.
'Harry, please tell me how youre feeling. I know you've been going through a hard time, but you dont have to keep it all inside. Talk to me, i might know how youre feeling.'
Harry glared at him. 'Or what? You'll force me to drink Verusitism again? you expect me to forgive you staight away and act like nothing happened? we both know it doesnt work that way. sir' he added angrily. ' you've got no idea how im feeling! don't even pretend you do! im sick of people telling me that i have to be perfect. i cant be a hero.'
'Harry you were born a hero, nothing can change that. everyone makes mistakes. I myself had made many, but it is mistakes that show us how to make things right again.' Dumbledore said gently.
'What about Sirius? huh? that wont ever be right again! face it professor! not all mistakes can be made right again! i mad4e a mistake and nothing i can do will ever fix it! Sirius is dead and its my fault!'
'Do not blame yourself. It was not your fault. and do not dwell on what could of been. focus on the future and what you can do, with the knowledge of your mistakes.' Dumbledore stated before turning away. 'Oh and Ron and Hermione wish to see you. They are very worried. they will be up in an hour. Until then think about what i told you.' and he left, leaving a very agitated Harry in his wake. He threw the vase next to the bed at the wall and watched it shatter into hundreds of tiny pieces, with satisfaction.
'how dare he? he doesnt understand. he sent me to the dursleys. he told me id be safe. he knows nothing. He's not as wise as I used to think.' harry mumbled to himself. after a few minutes his mumbling died down and he feel asleep in the comfort of the sun on his bed.
An hour later, just as Dumbledore has said, Hermione and Ron ran in to find Harry, now awake, looking out his window. Harry yurned around and was suddenly engulfed in a big hug form the bushy haired girl.
'Hermione im okay, but you're suffocating me!'
hermione blushed and backed away.
'hey mate' the gangly red head said to his friend. he had amazingly grown another half inch, but wasnt quite as skinny as before.
suddenly Harry wished they'd both just go away. he didnt want to talk to them. theyd want answers to questions he didnt want to be asked. he fiddled with his pillowcase, not knowing what to do. Ron broke the silence.
'Hey Harry, what happened over here?' he asked, pointing to the remains of the vase.
Harry looked up and with complete emptiness in his eyes said 'I threw it at the wall.'
Hermione gasped, but Harry wasn't sure if it was from what he said, or his tone of voice as he said it. It was as if all the emotion and 'Harryness' has been sucked out of it.
'Harry,' she asked tentivley, 'What happened to you at the Dusleys? Nobody will tell us anything. Was it Voldemort? or...' she trailed off.
Harry looked at her for a few second before answering.
'It was the Dursleys.'
With this Hermione broke down. She couldnt contain her tears.
'Oh Harry! why didnt you say something?' she weeped. ' I always knew something wasnt right there but you never spoke of them. and I knew you were hiding something in your letters!'
Ron was looking puzzled. 'Hang on, what did they do? why are you crying 'mione? Im missing something arent i?'
Harry took a deep breath, knowing he would have to fill in his friend about the life he had hoped no-one would find out about.
'well ...' harry began.
Was that any good? i tried making it longer. please review! oh and by the way, i'd relly appreiciate if you would read my one shot songfic called 'Weight of the world'. thanks!