Chapter Seven

A Marauder Returns

Harry woke up the next morning with the worst headache he had ever had. It could have been because he had stayed awake most of the night, going over in his head what he had heard before.

How could Sirius still be alive? How? He was supposed to be dead after all.

"Ah,"said a voice in Harry's head. "Hes supposed to be dead. But no one is exactly sure are they?"

Harry rolled over and tried to get back to sleep but was soon woken again by Jake telling him he needs to get up to start his lessons.

"If you still have a headache in an hour go to the hospital and get something for it", said Jake. "You really need to have your first lesson today, its important you show your interest in being here".

So Harry had no choice but to get out of bed and get dressed in his robes.

Harry then followed Jake down the dark passageway, and into the brightly lit entrance way. The bright Egyptian sun was coming in through the open doors. Harry walked into the Dining Hall and sat down at the Anubis table, and was quickly followed by Ron and Hermione, who had come over from the Ra table to see how Harry was doing.

"We are really sorry you went into another house Harry", said Hermione. "I looked at my timetable last night and it looks as if we have quite a few classes together anyway, so it shouldn't matter that much".

"So Harry", said Ron casually. "How was your first night in the school?"

"Oh, it was ok", said Harry, smiling slightly as he saw Hermione kick Ron in the shins out of the corner of his eye. But the memories of what he had heard last night were still on his mind.

Harry was just about to get up to go to the bathroom when a shout behind him made him jump.

"HARRY, oh thank god you are here", said Bill Weasley, leaning on a statue, clutching at a stitch in his side.

"I was told you were coming and had to catch the morning portkey to come and tell you that the school had rooms built under the school for sleeping. But obviously you already knew, or you would have asked."

"Yeah, I knew, this guy I met here took me to his room, im sharing with him. It's a bit cramped, but I'll survive."

"Hmm". Bill didn't look convinced. Something on Harry's face made him ask, "Are you alright Harry? You seem a bit peaky."

"Yeah, im fine", said Harry, trying to look at least a little normal.

"Ok, well I have to get back, the goblins here are worse than in England. They only gave me five minutes and this portkey -"

Harry had just enough time to glimpse a small statue of Gringotts Wizarding Bank before it glowed, then it and Bill were gone.

"Harry, quick, we need to be in transfiguration in five minutes," said Hermione, ushering Harry towards a passageway to the left of him.

Harry, Ron and Hermione walked down the passageway, which, luckily, was lit with torches. Firstly they were going down, then up, then left, then down, then right, then up again, and finally they turned another right and were in a small hallway that had four doors in it. The one closest to them was labelled 'transfiguration room'.

"Ah, welcome young children", said a man from the darkness of the hall, scaring Hermione to the point that she screamed like a banshee.

"Oh, I am so sorry Miss Granger, I didn't mean to frighten you", said the man, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Anyway, enter young children, I will excuse your lateness once and once only. You will find that, like Professor McGonagall, I will not tolerate rudeness of any kind and anyone who shows that they are not interested in learning will be tossed out of my class forever".

Harry and Ron looked at each other then looked away quickly, grinning madly.

"Anything funny Mr Potter?" asked the teacher sharply.

"Um, not sir", said Harry, trying his best to keep his face straight.

"Good. Well I think it would be best if it introduced myself. My name is Professor –"

"Oh I know you", said Hermione suddenly. "You're Professor Evans, you were the one who greeted us when we first got here".

Harry whipped his head up and saw that Hermione was right. He wasn't as dirty as he had been the day before, but you could tell it was he.

"Well done Miss Granger, I must say, you are quite bright if I do say so myself."

Hermione beamed and made her way to a seat near the back of the class, Harry and Ron followed.

"Ok, now that everyone is here, we can continue with the lesson", said Professor Evans. "What we are doing today is turning small plastic toys into ferrets".

This set Harry and Ron right off. They were laughing so hard, they were crying.

"Dear lord boys, what is so funny", asked Professor Evans sharply.

"I suppose the ferrets reminded them of an incident that happened at Hogwarts when a boy in Slytherin was turned into a ferret", said Hermione, a sour look on her face.

At the mention of the time when Malfoy was turned into a ferret, Harry and Ron laughed even harder, Ron ending up falling off his chair, making the rest of the class start laughing too.

"Im sure it was really funny boys", said Professor Evans sharply. "But can you please stop laughing, you are disrupting my class."

Struggling, Harry and Ron stopped laughing and tried to pay attention to the lesson.

"Now, once each of you has successfully transfigured your toy into a ferret (Ron and Harry stifled silent giggles, while Hermione pursed her lips at them), you will bring it up for inspecting. Don't forget that marks will be awarded for how unique your ferret looks, and marks will be taken if your ferret still looks plastic, or, as a boy last year did, has an extra head."

There was a small silence around the room, as people remembered the horrid incident.

"Now come up and get your toy", said Professor Evans, gesturing to a small table behind his desk.

The class got up and made there way towards Professor Evans' desk, walking around it until they came to a small table that held a large array of toys. Harry, Ron and Hermione lined up at the back, and were soon the only ones left to collect their toys. All that was left was a giraffe, a tiger, and a plastic spider, which made Ron squeak, and grab Harry's arm. Ron hated spiders.

Harry picked up the spider, Hermione the giraffe, Ron the tiger, then they walked back to their desk and sat down, getting ready for the spell they would be using to make them ferrets.

"Now, we must remember students", said Professor Evans, talking to the class, a large boy at the front in particular. "That we must not use spells like this on humans. They can be dangerous, and we don't want any accidents here now do we?

"No Professor Evans sir", said the class together. It seemed that at the beginning of every class started like this. Because the class looked like they were about to fall asleep at any minute.

"Well then, carry on then, start your work", said Professor Evans sharply.

Harry, Ron and Hermione set to work trying to turn their toys into ferrets. It wasn't until a loud bang had erupted in the classroom, and everyone looked at a girl who, three seconds earlier had been sitting at her table, but was now on the floor, under the desk, hands over her head.

"Oh dear, can't you do something right in you life?" said Professor Evans exasperated. "Haven't I told you not to use your new wand for transfiguration, it has to be worn in!"

"Sorry Professor Evans sir", stammered the girl getting to her feet slowly, a small cut on her face. "I was in a hurry this morning and just grabbed the first

wand I came too"

"Well I suggest in future that you pay more attention to what wand you chose of a morning", said Professor Evans sharply. "I will tell you one more time the wand you use. You use your old one for transfiguration, and Defence Against the Dark Arts, and ONLY use your new wand for when you need to stir potions, and the occasional time you use it to magically make small classroom sizes of the constellations move. That is it Miss December. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir", said Miss December, sitting at her desk, ashen faced.

"Right then, carry on with your work", said Professor Evans. "These might be in your end of year exams, you never know, sometimes I can get really sneaky and just spring this on you when you least expect it". Professor Evans chuckled a bit, and then sat at his desk, continuing with paper work.

Sirius Black was supposed to be dead. Supposed, was the key word here. However, he wasn't as dead as people thought. Small torches lighted the death room. The remnants of a battle that had happened not too long ago littered the floor, and the dais, where a small curtain sat, rippling as if a breeze was moving it.

Out of this veil, stuck an arm. This arm, belonged to Sirius Black, and was the reason Sirius was to return. Suddenly, the fingers twitched, and a bright golden light came from the top of the stairs, where the door into the room was.

The light thinned and concentrated on the spot where Sirius was. Sirius's fingers moved again, and, as his body was levitated into the air, his eyes snapped open. Sirius was moved out of the veil, and onto the dais, where he was dropped and the light disappeared.

Sirius groaned, and slowly got to his feet. He couldn't really remember anything, but as he looked around the room, thoughts and images flittered across his mind. His battle with Bellatrix Lestrange, the look on Harry's face when he went behind the veil. Oh no, Harry!

Sirius ran up the stairs, and stopped to make sure no one was coming, then set off down the corridor. He made it all the way to the Atrium, and then he transfigured himself into a dog, and went down another corridor, looking for the office of Kingsley Shacklebolt. He found him down the corridor, left of where a fountain had once stood. Wizards were looking at it, magically measuring parts of it. Obviously they were fixing it after Dumbledore had brought all the figures to life.

Kingsley's office was small; his desk littered with paperwork, his head was buried in a filing cabinet, paperwork in his hand. Sirius transfigured into himself again, and said, "Are you busy Kingsley, we need to talk".

Paperwork flew everywhere. Kingsley bumped his head on the top of the filing cabinet as he turned around.

"Sirius!" said Kingsley, rubbing his head, staring disbelievingly at Sirius. "But how? You supposed to be dead. I saw it with my own eyes. You were duelling with Bellatrix, then you were hit with a hex, and you fell behind the veil. How on earth are you still here?"

"I have been wondering the same thing Kingsley", said Sirius impatiently. "But there is something I need you to do for me. Are the dementors still searching for me here?"

"If by here, you mean still in Britain, yes, just last night I put in a statement, saying you were spotted six kilometres of Manchester. It kicked up quite a stir, because my mother lives there. She had a lot to say to me, I can tell you that for nothing"

"Can you put out a report that one of your men has been informed I was spotted in U.S.A please?" asked Sirius.

"U.S.A? Why U.S.A?"

"Because it is way far from here. I need safe passage all the way to Hogwarts. There are things Dumbledore and I need to discuss."

"OK then, just wait an hour or so while I get a report together. Im running out of ideas."

"Mr Potter, will you listen please!"

Harry jerked out of a daze and stared at Snape. He had been thinking of Sirius, and the possibility that he might still be alive.

"Sorry sir", said Harry.

"Hmm, maybe all this has been too much for the famous Harry Potter to handle. Maybe Harry Potter needs a break", said Snape silkily.

Harry nodded his head vigorously. Snape glared at him.

"Or", Snape continued, "Maybe the famous Harry Potter is putting on a show for us, and he in fact, is trying to get out of doing some serious work. Might I remind you Potter, that you are here to do work, not laze about and take in the ridiculous amount of sunshine. However, I would prefer to be in my dungeon teaching potions instead of babysitting children that are capable of looking after themselves, especially after taking on trolls, dark lords and dementors."

Harry looked away and concentrated on the pumpkin he was trying to dig up. They were in the vegetable patch. Hermione was next to him. She had already successfully removed her pumpkin, plus four turnips and a giant sized watermelon, and was helping Harry with his pumpkin. Try as he might, it refused to move at all, and Hermione wasn't helping matters much.

"Remember Harry, it's removus vegetabalis", Hermione said, using the spell on a nearby potato. "And try to swish your wand more to the left this time."

"You do it then, because Harry is going frantic", said Ron, who was having his own trouble. The carrots he was working on kept jumping out of the basket and back into the ground every time he looked away.

"Bloody gits, stay in the basket will you", said Ron as he dropped his wand and ripped the carrots out of the ground and dumped them in the basket.

"Mr Weasley, what do you think you are doing?" said Snape angrily. "You are to pick vegetables the way you were told, and not like a muggle."

Ron picked up his wand and started picking the carrots with it, talking the whole time under his breath.

"Miss Granger, kindly help Mr Potter," said Snape impatiently. "I'm getting bored watching him try on the one pumpkin. If I were his teacher, I would have failed him by now. Not that I wont anyway". Snape sneered.

"All right Harry, we will do this together", said Hermione. "Ready, one … two… three".

The both of them cast their spell together. The pumpkin shuddered, and finally moved into the air and off to the side of the patch.

"About time", Harry heard Snape mutter.

"Now, I must be going, I have somewhere to be right now", said Snape, and he walked towards the school and out of sight.

Harry glared at him, but didn't say anything. Harry didn't know why, but Harry liked Snape at the moment. It must have something to do with him saying he will help Dumbledore bring Sirius back. How long will it take? How are they going to do it? What was it like to be on the other side? All these questions burned in Harry's heart. If he could just see him again, it would be the best time of Harry's life. But what Harry didn't know was that he would be seeing him more than once. Maybe not today, but soon.

"Right, your current location is U.S.A, New York to be precise. New York City residential put on high alert".

"Thank you Kingsley", said Sirius. "I really owe you one".

"Hmm", said Kingsley. "Yes, I suppose you do".

They shook hands, then Sirius turned into the dog, and Kingsley led him to the lift.

"I can't believe this, a dog getting into here", said Kingsley to the entire atrium, pretending Sirius was just a stray. "This dog could have been a death eater in disguise. It's just as well I was the first to come across him before anything bad happened. Yes, it's all right Basil, it's just a stray. I checked him as soon as I saw him. Im going to take him back to the surface now."

As soon as they were in the backstreet where the entrance to the Ministry was, Sirius turned back into a human again.

"Good luck Sirius", said Kingsley, shaking hands with him again.

"Thank you, I will send an owl as soon as I get in contact with Dumbledore", said Sirius.

"Right, keep to the backstreets if you can. Try to avoid main roads. Someone might recognise your dog form. Oh, and watch out for the dog catcher."

Sirius laughed. "No one is ever going to forget that time are they?"

"Nope", said Kingsley chuckling.

"Oh well, I had better go now", said Sirius.

"Righto then", said Kingsley. "Bye."

Sirius transfigured into the dog once more, and then set off down the street.

Sirius ran all the way to Hogwarts, making sure he wasn't seen by anyone. Once near the gates, Sirius looked around. He wanted to see Dumbledore first, before Harry caught sight of him.

Once Sirius was sure the grounds were clear, he set off at a sprint towards the Oak front doors of the castle, then turned towards where Dumbledore's office was located. When Sirius reached the Stone Gargoyle, he looked both ways, then transformed back into himself.

"Dumbledore, it's me, Sirius", said Sirius loudly, scaring a few people in the paintings nearby.

"Dumbledore, I need to talk to you, let me in", said Sirius again, a little louder, ignoring the angry muttering coming from the pictures.

Sirius was just about to give up, when he heard voices and quick footsteps behind him. He quickly transformed into a dog, and did his best to be just a loveable stray.

Hoping to still get Dumbledore's attention, Sirius started barking, but stopped immediately when he turned around and saw Dumbledore, along with Professors McGonagall and Snape.

"Well, it certainly is a pleasure seeing you again", said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling. "Welcome back Sirius."

"Dumbledore, there is something I have to tell you", said Sirius, the moment he was human again.

"Relax Sirius", said Dumbledore. Harry isn't here. And there is something I have to tell you first."

"Harry isn't here? Why?"

"We will explain everything later, but in the meantime, how have you been?"

Sirius looked at Snape then said, "I've been stuck behind a curtain unconscious for four weeks, apart from that, simply spiffy", he said sarcastically.

Snape glared at Sirius sourly, then looked away.

"Well, I'd dare say Harry would be dieing to see you", said Dumbledore. "But it will have to wait a while".

"Dumbledore, don't you think Harry should know as soon as possible", said Professor McGonagall.

"What I think," said Dumbledore, "Is we should go into my office before a teacher comes down and sees Sirius. Convicted wizards who are on the run tend to scar people. More so if they are dead".

Dumbledore then stepped up to the stone gargoyle, muttered "Fizzy Whizzbe", and the stone gargoyle sprang to the side revealing the revolving spiral staircase behind it.

Dumbledore, Sirius, Snape and Professor McGonagall started climbing the stairs and entered Dumbledore's circular office.

"Sirius!" came a voice from behind them. "But… your… how?"

"There will be time for questions later Phineas", said Dumbledore, talking to the portrait of Phineas Nigellus.

"But Dumbledore, Sirius is supposed to be dead", said Phineas sharply. What is he doing here?"

"I said there will be time for questions later", said Dumbledore, his eyes flashing dangerously.

Phineas knew it was time to shut up. "Yes headmaster", was all he said as he disappeared out of the frame.

"What a nice family I have", said Sirius sitting in front of Dumbedore's desk.

"Hmm, its hard to believe he is your great great grandfather", said Dumbledore.

"I heard that", came the distant voice of Phineas Nigellus.

"Hmm, well its time I told you what's been going on", Dumbledore said to Sirius. "Now pay attention, im going to tell you everything that happened since the day you disappeared behind the veil."

"Mr Potter, have you seen Professor Snape?"

"No headmaster, I haven't, not since the vegetable patch."

"Alright, thank you anyway."

Harry watched as Professor Karnac walked off, heading towards the teachers quarters. Obviously, whatever Karnac wanted with him, it must be serious. Harry had found out that Karnac only went into the teacher's quarters if one of his staff had done something really bad.

"I wonder what Snape did", said Ron, staring at Karnac as he went down the stairs.

"Don't know", said Harry. "But whatever it was, it must be bad".

"Maybe Dumbledore decided that he don't like Snape anymore, and made him stay here forever", said Ron hopefully.

"Oh don't be silly Ron, Snape isn't that bad", said Hermione annoyed.

Ron walked right up to Hermione and felt her forehead.

"Are you feeling alright?" asked Ron. "Because I thought I just heard you say that Snape wasn't that bad. Are you kidding me? He's worse than bad!"

Hermione waved his hand away and said, "Oh come on Ron, you take one look at someone and automatically think they are bad, but not all people are as you say they are".

"Yes Hermione, you right, but Snape is one of those people", said Ron heatedly.

And Hermione and Ron bickered all the way to lunch, sitting either side of Harry.

"Um, may I have you attention please", said a voice that couldn't be seen. "Can Mr. Harry Potter please come to Professor Karnacs office immediately".

Hermione and Ron looked at Harry wide-eyed.

"What, I didn't do anything", said Harry, surprised at the looks on their faces.

"Yes, we know that Harry", said Hermione in a tone of voice that didn't leave Harry feeling any better.

Harry got up and headed for Karnacs office. When he reached the door, he heard voices coming from the other side of it. Harry pressed his ear against it, and it opened slightly. He listened quietly, but the voices continued. Harry moved closer, and was able to see through the small crack that Karnac was talking to a figure that Harry couldn't see.

"All the same, it can't be done", Karnac was saying to the figure. "It's too risky. There's every chance that Dumbledore will find out, then what will we do with the boy then?"

"Uh, so you are chickening out then are you?" said a voice that made Harry's stomach fall to his toes. It was the voice of Lucius Malfoy.

"Your putting words in my mouth again Lucius", said Karnac, raising his voice a little. "Voldemort will get the boy when it is safe to hand him over. Until then, he stays as part of my students, and he mustn't even know about this, Dumbledore will take him away and the entire plan will go up in smoke."

"Voldemort will not be pleased about this, but I suppose for good measure, it would be better. Goodbye Karnac" and Lucius was gone.

Harry ran halfway down the corridor, and then pretended to be walking towards the office, just as Karnac came out of the door.

"Oh there you are Harry, there are some things we need to talk about".

And Karnac led Harry into his office.

"So, you think this Karnac person is to be trusted Dumbledore?" asked Sirius.

"As much as I trust anyone else Sirius", said Dumbledore.

"You put too much trust in people Dumbledore", said Sirius.

"What are you implying Black?" said Snape sourly; stepping out of the shadows for a minute, and Sirius saw that his face was twisted into an ugly frown.

"Nothing Snape, I was merely saying that – "

"Dumbledore is a fool for trusting me because I was once a death eater", Snape interrupted.

"Hey, you said it not me", said Sirius.

Quick as a flash, Snape's hand went into the pocket of his robes and whipped out his wand, pointing it at Sirius's chest, then said "How dare you speak to me like that, im not the one who spent twelve years in Azkaban was I? Im not entirely sure I shouldn't just go up to Fudge right now and tell him that you have miraculously come back from the dead."

"That is enough Severus. Quite enough. Im surprised at this display of behaviour. You of all people should know better", said Dumbledore sharply, a dangerous flash in his eyes.

"I think it would be best if you went back to Egypt".

"Headmaster, Potter and his friends will be fine, I really think I should remain here", said Snape.

"No Severus, you are to return to Egypt right now", said Dumbledore.

Snape opened his mouth as if to say something in protest, but Dumbledore gave him one of his piercing stares. Snape nodded, and then disappeared out of Dumbledore's office.

"He really needs to get over all this anger towards people", said Sirius shrugging.

"Yes, but you really need to watch what you say Sirius", said Dumbledore.

"Its not my fault he took it like that", said Sirius.

"Yes, but all the same Sirius, he isn't the type of person who takes comments like that very well, whether directed at him or not", said Dumbledore.

Sirius felt a need in change of conversation, so he said, "when am I allowed to see Harry?"

"You may see Harry when I think its time for you to see him", said Dumbledore. "I don't think it would be such a good idea for you to see him right away, he may get frightened after seeing you die".

"I doubt it Dumbledore", said Sirius. "I reckon Harry will be happy to see me".

"I still think it best you don't OK".

"Sirius looked a little annoyed, but said, "OK Dumbledore, whatever you say".

"There. You will see him as soon as it is alright".

"OK, now next is where you are going to stay while you are here".

"I could go back home if you like", said Sirius.

"No Sirius, there will be too much hassle with explaining how you came back. No I think it would be best if you stay here", said Dumbledore.

"Hey Dumbledore, I just thought of something, was my death made public?"

"No, it wasn't. Fudge still thinks that you are alive, and is certain that you are attempting to return to Voldemort. Another reason I don't want you to leave this castle."

Dumbledore picked up a copy of the Daily Prophet, and handed it to Sirius. Sirius opened it and saw a picture of him on the front cover with the heading:-

MULTI MASS MURDERER TO RETURN TO OLD MASTER.

Notorious killer, Sirius Black has been said to have returned to He Who Must Not Be Named over the weekend. Eyewitnesses clearly state that they saw him with four fellow death eaters in London in the early hours of Saturday morning, closely followed by the Dark Lord.

"Black said will you take me back, and You - Know - Who said certainly Black, then they disapparated and that was it", said a woman who witnessed the return first hand.

As all of you know, Sirius Black was sent to Azkaban Prison after killing twelve muggles in a crowded street, he is also Harry Potter's godfather. Why Harry's parents trusted a man like that is beyond this papers knowledge, but we will say this, maybe he wasn't all that bad back when he was at school. Maybe he was a nice guy.

"Kingsley dropping hints of my innocence I suppose", said Sirius.

"Yeah, but he never thought that it would send the entire wizarding community in a panic", said Dumbledore.

"No, I suppose not".

"Anyway, you can stay in the Defence Against The Dark Arts office for now, im teaching it for a while until I find a replacement that is willing to stay longer than just one year", said Dumbledore.

"Thank you Dumbledore", said Sirius, and he got up and headed out of the room.

"Oh, and Sirius, make sure you stay in the office when the start of term feast starts. Harry will be here for it", said Dumbledore.

"Oh, OK", said Sirius. And he opened the door and left Dumbledore's office.

"There you are Potter, and give one of these to Mr Weasley and Miss Granger", said Professor Karnac, handing Harry three pairs of socks.

"Excuse me sir, but what are these for?" Harry asked.

"They are your Portkeys so you can return to Hogwarts to see the start of term of course", said Karnac beaming.

"Oh, Ok then", said Harry.

"What's the matter Potter, I would have thought you would be happy to be going back to Hogwarts for a few days", said Karnac.

"Oh, I am", said Harry. He had been thinking about what he had heard before he walked into the office.

"Good then. You may go now, I have a lot of work to do", said Karnac, and as he got up to shuffle some papers on his desk, Harry saw something. He didn't recognise it at first, but when the robes on his wrist fell down a little more, he saw something that made his heart leap. Karnac had a tattoo on his wrist, a tattoo of a skull with a snake coming out of its mouth. The Dark Mark!

Harry got up and walked out of the room, then, as soon as he was far enough, he broke into a run, and found Ron in the Dining Hall, sorting out his chess pieces with Jake.

"Hey Harry, what's up?" said Jake, looking up over a book called Wizarding Chess for Dummies.

"Oh, um, nothing", said Harry, moving over to Ron and taping him on the shoulder blade, then jerking his head to the hallway".

Ron got up and followed Harry out of the room.

"What's up Harry, I thought you said nothing was wrong", said Ron, looking confused.

"Listen Ron, have you seen Hermione?" asked Harry, a little out of breath.

"She's in the library of course", said Ron rolling his eyes". That would be right, she's been here only five minutes and already she knows all about the place".

"At least we wont get lost with her around", said Harry, walking up to the map of the school that was put up for visitors to the school. Harry and Ron had used this map all day, and still had managed to get lost about fifty times.

"It says here that the library is on the fifth floor, twenty-seventh door on the left", said Ron, pointing to a square on the map. "Blimey, no wonder we get lost here, this place is huge!"

They set off for the library and actually managed to find it with no trouble at all. They found Hermione up the back of the library and went to sit down next to her.

"Oh you wouldn't believe how fascinating this place is", said Hermione beaming. "Did you know that –"

"Later Hermione", interrupted Harry. "I have something important to tell you".

And he told Ron and Hermione about what he had heard and later, what he saw, but instead of them looking at him with shocked looks, they looked at him as if he was a mumbling idiot.

"Im sorry Harry, but I find that hard to believe", said Hermione. "Why would Dumbledore send you to a school that is supposably run by a death eater?"

"Its the truth", said Harry. How could they be doubting him? How?

"Im sorry Harry", said Ron.

"No, its alright", said Harry, anger rising in his chest. "I'll just come back when you feel like believing a pathological liar".

And he turned around and stormed out of the room, fuming.

End of chapter seven…