Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Harry Potter. Characters and main plot are property of J.K. Rowling. However, in this story the main plot will be manipulated to fit my imagination.
A True Heart of Darkness: Chapter Six
New Member's and More Secrets
Harry couldn't understand what had happened the other day in potions class. When he had touched Draco it felt like an electric current went through his entire body. It was the most pleasing feeling. However, as soon as it ended that burning had risen in his throat that had overshadowed any good feeling. 'I hope Draco doesn't think I'm weak or he may not come tonight' Harry thought as he sat by the fire in the common room. After leaving the potions room he had run to his Sanctuary and half destroyed the bedroom, trying to get rid of the burning. After about an hour, and many possibly illegal spells later, the burning disappeared and Harry was left alone to clean the damage he had done to the room. He had yet to tell Hermione about what had happened and was surprised the girl had yet to find him. Then, as if called upon, said girl took a seat next to him on the couch with worried eyes. He turned to her, looking hopeful and nervous.
"Harry what happened in potions? One minute your smirking talking to Draco, the next your running out in what looked like pain. Did he do something to you? Because if he did I swear I'll get him back, your dragon or not." She ended with a flare in her eyes. The Boy Who Lived smiled at the fierce look in his friends' eyes and was glad she was on his side and not against him. After the thought passed Harry told her everything Draco had said, and all the feelings that transpired as the two of them had talked. Hermione's eyes grew worried and wide with each passing moment. She closed her eyes when he was finished as if to calm herself and then spoke.
"I need to check some theories about this Harry, but I think once we find Black we might know more. After all he did know your parents. I have heard about Wizard's having creature blood in their families and that is one of my theories. I have to research your bloodline, but don't worry. This may just be a curse or a jinx; I will find the solution. Also I know exactly whom Ron is talking to. The serpent portal told me he said their name as he left the day his fingers got slammed. I know who it is and I'm sure it will help to explain second year. We can discuss it at the meeting with the Slytherins. For now please rest your mind. Take the day off in classes, I'll give you my notes later." She said as she left the boy to his thoughts. Breakfast would be soon and Harry knew that he should be heading down, but the conversation had taken his appetite.
'I need to plan tonight' He thought and then groaned in frustration. 'That is after I tell Professor Lupin some half-ass lie to get out of our meeting. Well bullocks' He thought as he left for breakfast.
Harry had been planning the meeting for later that night all day just as Hermione said. He had decided how he was going to gain the Slytherins allegiance; the only problem is how much he was willing to trust them with as he updated the others. Especially if Harry decided to share what had happened the day before, but he wasn't so sure with Draco being present at the meeting. Perhaps another time. Thankfully the boy had not mentioned the incident in their potions class today, but Snape kept glancing at Harry when he thought the teen wasn't looking. He had caught the potions master a few times and only once had the man kept his gaze before looking away. Lucius had informed Harry that Snape was his friend and the boy made a mental note to ask one of the Malfoy's more about him. Harry then turned his mind back to the potion at hand. They were making a simple blood replenishing potion as a test to see if they could progress to higher leveled potions. Harry glanced to Neville and was sad that the boy had to pretend to be horrible at potion making. In the Sanctuary Neville was quite good at the art, but his mask would not allow him anything less of disaster. They had chosen that mask for Neville to wear so outsiders would trust him, see his as weak so as to always have their guard down. This was a brilliant way to gain information and always have the upper hand in a fight.
Now as the class ended Harry left to confront Professor Lupin to try and get out of their meeting. He walked down the halls putting the fine details into his lie to the professor, which he wasn't completely comfortable with. It was not even so much of a lie, but a stretch of the truth. Now Harry was fine with lying on a regular basis and manipulating those around him, he usually found joy in the act. However, something about professor Lupin made him feel guilty about what he was about to do, and Harry did not like feeling guilty. It was lunchtime and Harry skipped the meal to make it to Lupin's office. As he came upon the door he knocked three times to make sure the man was even inside. He got a rough response and made his entrance into the office. Professor Lupin had his head in his hands with papers thrown all over his desk.
"Professor is everything alright?" He hesitantly asked as the professor's headshot up in surprise. Harry could see the dark circles under his eyes and the fresh scar on the side of his face.
"I'm sorry Harry I thought you were someone else. I would be more…presentable if I had known. Please take a seat." He gestured to a chair in front of his desk. Harry took his seat with his eyes cast down.
"What is it you need Harry?" He asked in a tired tone. 'This may be easier than I thought' Harry thought as he looked up to the professor.
"I'm sorry to come unexpectedly, but I was hoping we could change our meeting to tomorrow. I have a study session for an exam tonight that I cannot miss. I promised them earlier and forgot to tell you before when you said to meet you tonight. I'm sorry." He finished and cast his eyes down to show remorse. He was angered slightly to feel some actual remorse for stretching the truth. He had never felt this before and the feeling was unwanted. He held back a glare and looked back up to hear Lupin's response.
"Not a problem Harry. I need to see someone about an issue so this change is fine. Do not feel so bad about it. This meeting is only my way of trying to help you. These dementors will be here all year, the sooner I help you fend them off the better." He leaned forward and Harry saw a spark of life and energy enter his tired eyes.
"I am here to help Harry, please don't ever forget that." Harry was truly taken aback by the change in the man. He was tired and worn looking, than a look of determination and fire entered him the next moment. 'I need to talk to Hermione and Luna about this. I need to know more about how he is connected to my family, how close he was.' Were his thoughts as he thanked the professor and left to his next class. This evening's meeting was far from his mind as he pondered over the Defense professor.
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Harry's anxiety about the meeting that night had not diminished since talking to professor Lupin. The man had given him a moment of reprieve from his thoughts, but they persisted once Harry entered the Great Hall for dinner. He had talked to Luna and Neville and both had approved of the Slytherins involvement saying branching out to other houses was good. Slytherin qualities could come in handy. Fred and George were also excited, but warned him not to be afraid to Obliviate them if need be. They were new and some questions they asked might not be the ones Harry wants to answer. Also that they should be the last ones he let in. If the group got too big there could be a slip up and someone could easily slip in and spy on them. The smaller and closer the better, they had said. Lastly were the comments Hermione had said earlier. Harry couldn't get them out of his head for a good while, fussing over the possibility of rejection. Though a moment later Harry was too amused to think of the nervous bundle at the pit of his stomach. Harry smirked as he saw the huge fireworks get set off around the Great Hall. Some turned into creatures and chased students around until they exploded in close proximity. The teachers tried to get up and dispel the charm, but seemed to be stuck to their chairs. 'Fred and George are truly brilliant' He was grinning like an idiot till Hermione nudged him in the ribs pointing her head to the Slytherins getting up and running from their table. Harry caught eyes with Draco and nodded as the others stood up and ran from the hall. After a handful of them left, including the group and Slytherins, the Great Hall doors shut and locked the rest of the school inside. Harry took the lead while the others helped the Slytherins get to the entrance. They weaved through the students that had escaped the Great Hall, making their way to the seventh floor. Harry finally saw the portrait and got close to make sure no one overheard the new password.
"Their blood be pure, though new they are. Entrance I grant them on this day in hope of adding new snakes on my side. So I say as the true king, so mote it be." He said as the Serpent hissed in reply opening the door quickly. He ushered all the others in before closing the door. Harry made his way into the sitting area to see Neville and Luna already inside with small smiles on.
"Quite brilliant those two are. Making sure that the fireworks chased the students around and gluing the teachers to their chairs." Neville said as he rose to meet the newbies. Luna rose as well.
"I enjoyed the doors sealing them inside, it reminds me of a prank they pulled second year on one of the suspected heir's." she said in a dreamy way, but the smile stayed on. Harry smirked at the memory. That student had been quite vocal as they burned his skin to get what they wanted. Though a certain visitor interrupted his dark thoughts.
"Is this the way you all act every time someone new enters the room? And I never knew you were in on this Longbottom, I thought it above your capabilities." The dark skinned boy said with a sneer. Harry's light mood immediately dropped as he glared at the teen.
"Is being an impatient snob how you always act when you are invited somewhere only six people know of? I am sure Draco explained my conditions if you are found unfit to be here. " His eyes turned a dangerous green and he glared at the boy. Neville had moved with Luna after his comment to the main table, but not before giving him a glare that would frighten the bravest Gryffindor.
"I apologize for Blaise's outburst. Should we get down to business?" Draco said as he also turned to give his friend a hard glance. The boy bowed his head in submission and apology. Harry nodded and guided them all over to the large table, making sure to add extra seats to accommodate their increased size. Harry took a seat at the head of the table and opened the room up for the meeting.
"Neville, Luna, Hermione you know why I asked them here. Draco, I can assume that you have told your friends why they are here as well. Could you please introduce them, and why have you only brought the two of them?" He asked
"The boy next to me is Blaise Zabini, the other Pansy Parkinson. I brought only the two of them because they are the only ones I can trust with an alliance like this one. The other two act as more of my bodyguards and I can't trust the two of them to keep their mouths shut about this." He paused and looked directly into Harry's eyes.
"Thank you for explaining Draco. Now I am sure you all have questions and I will do my best to answer them. I feel you asking what you want to know is more beneficial than me just spouting at you. Hermione and Neville may also answer because they have been here the longest." The three newbie's nodded and Blaise started the discussion.
"I do apologize for the comment earlier Longbottom, but I do want to know why you are here. You always seem so clueless and clumsy. Not exactly someone I would trust with my life." Neville smirked
"What you see outside of this room from all of us is a mask. Hermione acts like an insufferable know-it-all. Luna acts like a crazy ditz. Harry acts like the Gryffindor golden boy and I act like a clumsy dork. These are ways to make sure no one knows who we truly are, our true selves. I am actually quite efficient and intelligent." He finished as Blaise was taken aback at the explanation.
"What side of the war are you really on Harry? I know Longbottom said you are playing a part, but are you truly Dumbledore's boy?" Draco asked while never removing his gaze from Harry's. The Boy Who Lived almost missed the question. Getting lost in the silver grey depths of his dragon's eyes.
"I am currently on my side. I see no benefit from Dumbledore. He only controls those by his weak support of 'love conquers all' and that the world should be beautiful and peaceful. However, I believe in getting what you want and fighting for it. I am not the muggle lover like the old coot is, nor am I for integrating them into our society. We have been separate all this time and it has benefitted us, kept us safe. He is a fool to think muggles would accept us. No offense Hermione." He stopped to say to the girl. She only replied with a nod, letting Harry know she took no offense.
"However, I do not know anything about the Dark Lord except he kills people. Not exactly a good choice between the two. Unless you have more information on him I cannot say that I am on either side. Though if I had to pick, the Dark Lord seems at least more efficient than the Headmaster." He finished and he could see a bit of relief in Draco's eyes at his response. Harry smiled internally at that. 'I'm glad. It seems like he agrees with me, that will make things easier.' He thought as Hermione asked Draco what side they were on.
"My family has always been dark and we supported the Dark Lord the first time because, crazy as it sounds, he had the same idea as you Harry. He wanted to keep us safe and untainted by the muggle world. If anything, only using what could benefit us. He did not want to kill all muggleborns and that nonsense. He did kill, but those were only people who were threatening our code of secrecy. He is not afraid to take action. Though he is also quite the manipulator, which makes me think the two of you would get along." He paused to let that sink in.
"Right now we are only looking out for each other, the three of us. This seems like the right idea, but what protection and power could you six provide that the others could not?" Pansy finally broke into the conversation. Harry looked at the three of them and smirked at the idea of showing off. It was vain of him, but Harry could not resist being in the spotlight sometimes.
"We can all perform wandless magic and teach ourselves complex spell work and potions on a weekly basis. The books here date back to the original days of the school. We have information no one else has access to and magic no one alive remembers. I have been doing magic since I was three years old and became efficient when I was five. I can make you do whatever I want with a thought and erase all your memories in the blink of an eye." He let some of his magic leak through and let them feel but a bit of the power he held. Pansy gasped and held onto the arms of the chair and Blaise looked sick. Draco was the only one to look straight into Harry's glowing green eyes and a flash of emotions passed through them. Curiosity, desire, and a look of pride. Harry relished in those eyes and the feelings he was seeing as he reined his magic back in. His friends smirked at the new recruits reactions, for they had all felt his power numerous times and were now used to the pressure of his magic.
"As you can see we are able to provide a lot, but for now I think it would be best to keep our involvement with each other a secret. That is if you decide making this alliance is in your favor." Hermione said as Blaise made a surprised laugh.
"After that display how could we not say yes; I would rather have you all watching my back then casting a spell at it." Pansy nodded her head, agreeing with the dark skinned boy. Draco and Harry were still locked in a tight gaze.
"I agree," was all he said as he broke the gaze to face the rest of them. Harry felt himself reenter reality and sighed in relief. He had won his dragon to his side and gained two Slytherins with him. Now he let his stance relax and leaned back in his chair.
"Glad to have all of you aboard. I was hoping not to have to erase your memories. Now we usually meet here once a week to make an update on our allies and what is going on in the school. I will leave you a time and day in your last class' textbook, don't ask how, just be there on that specified time and day. Other than that once I give you your password you can come at anytime. Just make sure no one is following you." Harry gave the newbies a pointed look. " The last thing I want to inform you of it that no one and I mean NO ONE knows about this place other than those seated at this table and, Fred and George Weasley. If I find anyone has breached the security of the Sanctuary you will wish I had just killed you."
"One last question Potter." Blaise said with a hint of curiosity. Harry nodded his head and the dark skinned boy went on.
"What do you think of the dark arts? And if possible would you come over to the Dark Lord's side. You know our families are all already affiliated with him and it would not be good to become allies, just for you to turn light on us." He finished in a tone of confidence, but Harry could see he was frightened of Harry's answer.
'The deal breaker I guess.' He thought before answering the Slytherin.
"Well Zabini, I do not considered magic either light or dark. It relies on who uses it. Spells are made to be used by a wizard, whether he levitates a feather to tickle a friend or a boulder to kill another wizard, that is not the spell or magic's fault. Also I do agree with some of the things Draco said about the Dark Lord, but until I have met him I cannot say that I wholeheartedly agree. I can promise you I will not turn on you, that is one trait of Gryffindor that I truly have. I have no plan of joining Dumbledore in his crusade." He finished his speech. Blaise looked at him for a long moment before bowing his head in submission. He accepted Harry's terms and still agreed to be allies, perfect. Harry smiled and then turned to Hermione.
"Right now Hermione has some interesting news to bring to our attention." He inclined his head in her direction and she started her piece.
"We know that Ron the Weasel has been trying for three years to get into this room. We also know that he has been spying on us and reporting to another on different things we do and say. Watching our behavior and how we act to make sure we are going down the 'right path'. We had believed that it was a staff member due to Neville's repeated input and our observations. Last time he made an attempt to get in we all know what happened. He yelped like a baby as his fingers were crushed in the door. However, later the serpent told me he said a certain name that I am sure will be interesting." She paused as if trying to create and effect. Harry only rolled his eyes to annoy her.
"He said, exactly, 'Damn you Dumbledore'" Harry's eyes narrowed
"So the big bad old coot is trying to spy on me. And I thought our monthly visits were enough. I mean I can only hear him ramble on about my supposed destiny for so long. " He let out an annoyed sigh. "Now we know not to trust Ron with anything that could incriminate us." He looked to Neville.
"Keep your usual watch on him Neville, tell us anything that seems strange." Neville nodded, but then made a face.
"Actually he has been going on lately about his stupid rat. Saying it's acting up and disappearing. He finds it in the oddest places." Hermione huffed and everyone knew it was because Ron had been blaming her new cat for his pets dissapearances. While Harry could only speak to snakes he had a good feeling that this wasn't just a regular cat and mouse thing.
"Keep en eye on them Neville. And thanks Hermione, that really does help explain more about second year. Seems the Dark Lord really only wants Dumbledore and not the whole world as one usually hears." The group laughed a little, but remained serious.
"It is true. He does not agree with Dumbledore and well, lets just say that the Headmaster has done things to the Dark Lord that he deserves to be punished for." Draco said. Harry gave him a questioning glance.
"He will tell you when you meet him, it is not my place to say the exact cause of their hate relationship." Draco said
"Well that was all that was truly interesting from Hermione, Neville, Draco, and myself. Luna do you need to tell me anything imperative?" The girl's eyes went glassy for a moment before she turned to face Hermione.
"You need to keep the theories to yourself about the dark things for now. It is better he found out another way." Hermione nodded with hard eyes.
"Other than that you need to talk to professor Lupin more Harry, he has information you will like. And Neville really keep an eye on that rat, it has more than meets the eye. Draco…what your pondering to do is your correct path and will only benefit you in the future. It will bring you immense happiness." She finished as Draco gave her a look of surprise. He did not think she would have anything to say about him since he was new to the group, but it touch that subject impressed him. Harry glanced at the boy wondering exactly what Luna meant, but decided to let it go. More than likely neither would tell him.
"Alright meeting adjourned. Hermione I know you have things to read. Everyone else we are practicing the patronus charm next week to make sure none of us become susceptible to dementor attacks. I'll bring more information about perfecting the charm after I meet with professor Lupin." Harry said as the regular members left the table to leave or read up on the charm. Draco looked to his friends and ushered them away before catching Harry's arm.
"Could I talk to you in private?" Harry tried not to let his cheeks flush as he nodded and led them to a spare room off to the side. Harry ushered the blonde in and shut the door, casting a silencing charm for good measure.
"What is it you need Draco?" he asked as the boy got closer. He looked Harry over, from his eyes to his shoes. Even taking to walking in a circle around him. Harry did his best not to let how this was affecting him show on the outside. His heart was racing and he was so curious to the blonde's actions. Once Draco was finished stormy silver eyes caught shining emerald.
"I don't understand you Harry. You have never been what I expected," Harry made a move to answer but Draco cut him off.
"What is the point of trying to gain power when you should be as immature as more of our classmates. How are you so powerful at such a young age? Even the Dark Lord was not this strong at thirteen. You act years older and never cease to surprise me. I can't figure you out. Sometimes I just want to curse you and others….I just don't know." He left his gaze linger on his face as he took a step away, turning his back to Harry.
"Then what happened in potions. What was that? Why did you run and look in so much pain? Then avoid me all today?" Harry sighed, knowing he couldn't escape explaining now.
"I don't know what happened in class. I felt pain when I touched you, but it was only after I felt a shock, like electricity. I can't explain why it happened, nor why it only happened with you." He said in an attempt to answer the question. However the raven-haired boy was no more near the answer than Draco himself. The blonde Slytherin turned back around and got extremely close to Harry.
"I believe you." Was all he said before he leaned in close enough that their noses were almost toughing.
"I can't explain what this is Harry. I don't understand what I am feeling, but know this. Now that I know you feel the same way, in some form or another, there is no getting rid of me. Your mine." He said the last two words looking straight into Harry's eyes with hard intensity. And with that he left the room, leaving Harry more confused then he had ever been in his life. Even being that close to the boy caused a dull burn in his throat. 'Give me a plan to execute and I do it flawlessly. Put me in a room with Draco and my mind turns to mush. Brilliant' He thought sarcastically before returning to the other room. Though he could not stop the feeling of joy over the Slytherins last words.
'Your Mine'
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Harry had been overjoyed about gaining his dragon into his trust the previous night. However, at the present time he was concerned he would never complete the task before him. He was currently in Lupin's office, right in the back of the defense against the dark arts classroom, attempting to face a boggart in the shape of his worst fear, a dementor. While in the Sanctuary Harry and the others had created the white fog form of the patronus charm, none of them had created the full-bodied form. Right now Harry was having trouble just creating the fog since the boggart exhibited the feeling of hopelessness that followed a real dementor. He had fended off the last two attacks, but the third had left him passed out on the floor of the room. He was beginning to get frustrated, but knew that emotion would only get in the way of his already little progress and overpower his mood. He grunted and grabbed the professors offered hand to pull himself up. Professor Lupin gave him an impressed but apologetic look.
"Nice try Harry, but that memory doesn't seem to be powerful enough to create a strong shield against the dementor. Here take this before we have another go." He handed the boy a piece of chocolate to help get rid of the dark feelings dementors gave off. Harry took the offered treat and gazed at the far wall. He was controlling his instinct to glare at everything around him. He was frustrated because the memory he had chosen was had been one of all his closest friends in the Sanctuary. What could be happier than that? He half-listened as Lupin went on talking trying to help him pick a stronger memory, to make sure it was his own pure and strong memory. Harry sighed and tried not to glare at the wardrobe as he stood to attempt the trial again.
"Remember to pick a strong one Harry," Lupin said before walking to open the wardrobe. Harry nodded and raised his wand, a concentrated look coming to his face. He pointed his wand at the area he knew the boggart would be when released.
'A happy thought, what else do I have to be happy about?' he pondered, and just as the professor opened the wardrobe doors, the thought hit him like lightning.
'Your Mine'
Without uttering a word the patronus charm burst from his wand with a blinding white light. The boggart dementor looked unfazed and proceeded forwards. That was when the charm changed from just light and took a solid shape. Horns, wings, and a tail came forth with a loud roar as the charm attacked the dementor. It threw its wings out to cover Harry from the sight of the fake dementor. Once it had pushed it back into the wardrobe, while also locking the closet shut, the creature turned to face Harry. The charm had taken the form of a moderately sized dragon with detailed scales and a beautiful glow from the white light. Harry raised his empty hand to rest on the snout of the dragon. The creature leaned into the touch, letting out a content hurr that came from the back of its throat. Harry smiled as the dragon faded away, its job done. It left him feeling light, happy, and clear of any troubles. Harry looked at his hand, and then down to his wand before looking over to where professor Lupin stood observing the scene.
"Harry that was brilliant, and very powerful." Lupin was giving him a look of shock and amazement.
"Most grown wizards cannot even form the fog version of the patronus charm, and very few gain a true form unless practiced for years. Much less have the form of a powerful magical creature, those are almost unheard of." Lupin looked down at Harry's wand and squinted a little.
"What exactly is your wand made of Harry, if you don't mind me asking?" Harry was hesitant to tell Lupin the true qualities of his wand, but in the end relented. If he was to include this man into his trust and find out about his lineage he must learn to trust him. If he proved to not be worth the trouble, well Harry would have to deal with it if the occasion arose. He took a deep breath and dove into the topic, making sure to watch Lupin's reactions with critical eyes.
"My wand is an experimental wand Ollivander made many years ago. Being the inventive wand maker he was attempting to take some of Germanic and South American ideas and try it out. This includes mixing various kinds of wood and magical creature cores together. He chose parts of creatures he believed to be semi-compatible with each other to boost the magical power of the wand. That way the wand in and of itself would be a large source of magical power. He spent a few years making the wand, though I think he made more possibly, and kept it in the back. I think he believed, because of the strange mixtures of wood and various core items, that no one would be able to tame it or get chosen by the wand." He paused, still uncertain in giving away too much. Lupin seemed to sense his wariness.
"Harry I was a close friend to your parents, you can trust me. I will never do anything to harm you. I am here help you in anyway, I will always be on your side to protect you." He said and strangely enough, it calmed Harry's worries. He kept his calculating gaze on him for a moment longer, then went on explaining.
"My wand is made of a mixture of Oak and Aspen wood, making it powerful in almost any high level spell, though especially in transfiguration and charms, while letting me expel massive amounts of magic without damaging it. The core is surprisingly complex and I do not know how Ollivander was able to mix these together without damaging them. The core is made of an Antipodean Opaleye dragon heartstring intertwined with a Fae hair to bring magical strength and the wand is more mischievous and playful magically. I know it is quite complex and confusing, but Ollivander told me this wand was very powerful and he only made this one to test mixing these core pieces together. Though as I said before I believe he made more. He never thought they would work, or even end up being used by a wizard one day. Though the wand did choose me, flew right at me from his back room." Harry laughed at the end, but the professor had a hard calculating face on.
Harry wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. The only other person who knew the complexity of his wand was Hermione, but that was because she helped him analyze the meaning of all the pieces. He was nervous to what Lupin's look meant and if he would believe him, or see Harry as a threat. That was one reason why he hid behind his façade. Until he knew exactly what he was going to do he didn't want others to think that he was a threat, to fade into the background and make his plans.
"Harry I am curious as to the meaning and power behind your wand. That mixture means that you are more powerful than I thought and explains the power behind your spell. It also explains the form the charm took. The dragon that the patronus took shape of was an Antipodean Opaleye. A cunning and beautiful dragon, though not the form I thought the charm would take for you." He turned to sit in a chair off to the side of the wardrobe, still moving around from the struggling boggart.
" Do you know how to master the power behind your wand and magic Harry? With that much power even accidental magic could be dangerous." Harry tensed, but threw his mask over and looked down nervously smiling.
"I practice for classes sir, but I don't think I'm that dangerous. I lived with muggles who disliked magic my whole life. I learned a few years ago to make sure to control my temper and emotions so my magic wasn't dangerous, to keep me out of trouble." It was hard to keep his voice from going to a darker tone as he spoke of the Dursley's. He couldn't not think of how he had frightened them before he left this year.
"Harry you know I knew your parents correct?" Lupin asked in a serious tone. Harry nodded.
"Than you know that I can see right through you when you lie to me? Like yesterday, I know you had to be somewhere, but I doubt it was to study. I knew your father and your mother. One was very sweet, but tough and strong. The other liked to manipulate people and hide his true emotions. He knew how to fall into the background, and because of some circumstances he was very powerful. You have a lot of both their features and characteristics. However, I know how your father lied and how to catch it, and you lie the same way." He finished with a small smile.
Harry was thinking, but he did have to hold back a glare at certain moments of Lupin's explanation. The one thing he prided himself on was his ability to fool anyone, and it seemed to be failing on the professor. At once he let the nervous smile fall off his face and a serious one replace it. He straightened up and looked right into the professor's eyes.
"Okay, I can accept that. I do wish to know more about my parents professor Lupin, and I hope you can help me with that. However there are more pressing issues I wish to speak to you about." He walked closer to the professor and saw that he did not seem surprised at the change in him. This made Harry raise his eyebrows, but continue nonetheless.
"Did either of my parent's have creature blood? I have been feeling strange tendencies and feelings around a certain person, but I cannot figure out if it is a curse or hex. Then there is perhaps it being from having creature blood in my veins. Though because both my parents are dead I cannot exactly ask them. Thus, you are the only one I can question due to your relationship to them." He finished twiddling his wand between his fingers, unable to stay still in this situation.
"I cannot answer you at the moment Harry, maybe later in the year you will be able to learn more. Your father would be able to explain the changes more, though I may just say to be cautious around this person, you do not wish to harm them. Whether it's a hex or charm placed on the two of you. Be patient and come to me with any other questions, but I cannot answer those. " He said as he suddenly stood and ushered Harry out of the room.
'MY Father!' Harry was shocked into silence as the professor said his farewell and shut his office door.
'Wait I can do, but not after I am supposedly to talk to my deceased father. For once I think I am quite confused. I guess all there is to do…is wait for the year to play out.' He paused
'Well maybe Sirius will have more information.' He thought as he headed back to the dorm to make it before curfew came was called.
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