There he stood in the corridor, in a tweed suit with leather patches upon the elbows. His beard was shorter, and neatly trimmed, however his glasses were the familiar half mooned shaped.

"Hi…" Harry said faintly

"What is the matter Harry? You look awfully shaken . Is everything okay."

Hot tears sprang to Harry's eyes as he shook his head softly.

"What lesson do you have?"

"I don't-I don't remember." Harry looked at Dumbledore with greatest sadness, whilst the doctor peered over the top of his glasses.

"Harry, come with me." Together they walked in silence through winding corridors. Patients stood in the hallway whispering to each other, staring intensely at Harry. They stopped at a solid mahogany door, adorned with gold plate Dr Van der Dore"

"Come in and take a seat." The office was filled with bric-brac, and other collected items. In the corner a parrot squawked loudly, and flapped its wing aggressively , upon Harry's entering.

"Do be quiet Fawkes!" The doctor handed a blue and green glass bowl filled with small yellow sweets each wrapped in a clear plastic wrapper "Care for a lemon sherbet."

"No thanks" placing the bowl back upon the desk, Harry's eyes stared out of the window.

"What is it, Harry? In all these six years I have known you, I have yet to see you so shaken."

"I woke this morning..and everything was different".

"In what way exactly"

"Everyway..Hogwart, my friends..you."

"I see…excuse me Harry I need to make a phone call." The Doctor picked up the telephone on the left of him and dialled steadily. "Dr Snape, I'm calling to cancel Harry potters 2pm progress review…Yes. No need to worry I shall perform it know. Good day to you.." The doctor hung up the phone and started to rummage through his draw. "there it is! So Harry when you say everything's changed, do you mean the magic as changed."

"There is no magic."

"No magic." The doctor scribbled frantically.

"Everything I've known or thought to be true has changed." tears ran down his face uncontrollable.

"Harry don't you see. This is what we have been waiting for. A breakthrough at last!." Dr Van der Dore reached over and clutched his hands tightly.

"What!"

"Harry, when you came here you were a timid boy, incredible small for your age living in a world of make believe. You lived with through years of torment, treated like an animal, told you were nothing". The doctor walk over to a water dispenser and filled a small plastic cup identical to the one seen a medication time. "You created a world where you were of great importance, and famous beyond words where you found comfort. At first we at Hogwarts didn't worry too much we came across patients like yourself everyday. However you became worst, retreating even more losing grip on all reality." he handed the Harry the cup, who sipped the ice cold water slowly.

"I heard my mother is still alive..I was wondering if I could see her."

"I don't think you are quite ready to meet with her yet"

"Why not?"

"We have to take things slowly. Seeing your mother could cause a relapse, bringing on former anxieties and your are making such progress."

"But I want to see her!"

"Harry..I am simply doing what's best. I think we have covered everything, I shall tell the other members of staff of our meeting today I'm sure they shall be as excited as myself."

"Bye Dr Dumbledo- I mean Dr Van der Dore"

"Please call me Dumbledore if you wish. I've always thought to be rather affectionate." Dumbledore smiled. Harry opened the door and walk aimlessly down the corridor.

A students seemed to be walking in the same direction, Harry followed curiously.