Ch 17 Temper Temper

A/N: Well... long time no update, eh? Sorry life kinda got the better of me there.

Harry's dreams were restless. He appeared in the graveyard, the Department of Mysteries, Hogsmead, the Chamber of Secrets and Even the chamber that housed the Philosopher's stone. Each time Voldimort would be there, his wand in one hand and Ginny's lifeless form in the other. Each time he would scream and curse at the Dark Lord, but he would laugh and torture Neville who would appear out of nowhere.

Harry sat bolt upright in bed panting and clutching his wand. He looked around him and seeing only the blurry whiteness of the hospital wing, relaxed. He reached to the bedside table where he knew from years of experience his glasses would be sitting. The room came into focus and his heart stopped. The room was bursting at the seems with students. There were several witches and wizards bustling around, judging by the insignia on there back they were on loan from St. Mungos.

One of them walked up to him, handing him potion. He drank it, not really caring what it was. He immediately began to focus and thought that it must have been attention draught, something he had brewed in 3rd year.

"Follow me" the medi-witch said. He got up, feeling surprisingly strong, and followed her to the door. "Dumbledore is waiting" was all she said. Harry followed the trail to the headmaster's office with the distinct feeling that he was forgetting something.

When Harry was seated in front of Dumbledore's desk with an appropriate amount of tea and crumpets he was questioned. He told the old man everything that had happened. He still had the odd feeling of missing something.

"I suppose you are wondering about Ginny" the headmaster ventured.

Ginny! He had forgot all about her! How could he have done that? These thoughts flew through his mind so fast his head began to hurt.

"How is she?" he managed to choke out between mental beatings.

"She is unconscious but alive."

"That doesn't sound promising" Harry said almost hysterically "How alive is she?"

"Barely, she is clinging to life with surprising resilience but she is still unstable. That is enough for today."

"That's all you ever say! That's all you need to know, let the big people handle it! I have earned my place and your trust a million times over! But you still don't trust me!" Harry was suddenly screaming "You...you... you..." Harry couldn't articulate what he was feeling, so he stared at the headmaster.

"Harry, granted you have earned my trust and I would trust you with my life, but I am still your headmaster and therefore have some decision making power over you."

"Well you can shove that decision making power up..."

"Harry!" The headmaster cut him off "Be quiet and listen!"

"NO!" Harry screamed, letting his anxiety over Ginny out in the form of rage "I'm sick of listening, you make me sick! Your decisions are stupid and you ought to realize that!"

"Harry I do accept that some of my..."

"No you don't! You never have!"

"Harry when will you realize that I'm not a god!?" Dumbledore had lost his cool for the first time that Harry had ever know of. Harry stood up and threw his chair across the room. "Get out of my office!" Dumbledore yelled, pointing his thin finger at the door.

In all the excitement and stress Harry had missed Dumbledore's declaration that he would trust Harry with his life.

A/N: Well there it is, I thought I'd show that Dumbledore is indeed human, hope you liked it. Thank you so much to all reviewers but especially Weasley-Fancier, whose ever-so-kind review convinced me to get off my butt and write this. I hope that there will be more reviews from all of you in the future and from new people as well. I am having fun writing this and I hope you appreciate it.