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Chapter 3

It was starting to look like a bad day for Harry. For a second when he saw Dumbledore, he felt a large amount of relief, that was until he saw Dumbledore's face. It was the same face Snape had given him just a little while ago. His stomach turned, and he wondered if he should take that potion resting in the Professores hand.

The silence in the room was awkward, Harry felt, with everybody staring at him. That was until Ron broke the silence.

"What the Bloody Hell is THIS!" He exclaimed.

Harry looked at Ron in shock, however Ron was staring at Dumbledore. Gone was his pale face, in its place stood a dark red irate Weasley.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, but before he could speak Ron was yelling.

"I told you! I told you every year that he should stay with us! Bloody Hell even my MOTHER spoke to you! But did you listen? NO! And now look what happened! This!" He waved the paper in Dumbledore's face.

By this point Harry was beyond confused. He quietly cleared his throat. "Er. What's going on."

It was at that moment the floo lit up once more and Professor McGonagall's face appeared.

"Severus! Are you there?"

Professor Snape stepped in front of the fireplace."Yes I am here, but I am a little busy at the moment-"

"Oh for Merlin's Sake Severus! This is an emergency! Do you know where Albus is?"

Albus stepped by Snape in a rush. "I am here Minerva, however I am a little busy. Just meet me in my office. I just have to speak to-"

"No! Shut up and listen to me you two bleeding idiots! We have an emergency! The Dursley's are missing!"

Harry's face spun toward Ron. 'The Dursley's', He mouthed in confusion and growing horror. Ron's eyes avoided his and simply grunted, "ask Dumbledore."

Dumbledore however looked like he wanted to facepalm himself. His face going an even paler shade of white.

"Was that Mr. Weasley's voice I just heard?" McGonagall questioned.

"Yes, Minerva. As I was trying to tell you we are in the presence of both Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter."

"Oh. Well you should have told me that." She bristled. "I will meet you in your office in five minutes to talk to you. Oh and Mr. Potter," She addressed him, although blocked by Snape's figure. "I am heartily sorry." Her head just disappeared. And the awkward silence came back.

"Why is she sorry?" Harry asked in confusion. "And why are you looking for the Dursley's?" His stomach turned again. He knew very well that the Dursley's were no longer living at Number 4 Privet Drive.

Ron mumble, "my mother probably got a hold of them."

All chose to ignore Ron, instead Dumbledore bypassed his question.

"Harry it is very important that we find the Dursley's."

Harry glared at Dumbledore, "Why? Why is it so important you know where they are."

"Harry, their lives could be in danger. Its very important you tell us if you know where the Dursley's are."

Harry scratched his head. "Well I'm not really sure."

Professor Snape looked at Harry in disbelief, "How could you not be sure? You lived with them this past summer."

Harry started to grow defensive. "Why are you all so suddenly concerned about the Dursley's? What's going on?"

"Harry-" Dumbledore started but was interrupted by a sudden pounding on the Potion Professor's door. Everybody gave an annoyed huff, and it even looked like for a moment that Albus Dumbledore himself, was going to roll his eyes, but refrained himself.

"GO AWAY!" the Potion Master shouted.

The pounding stopped for a second before continuing even harder.

"Professor Snape! Professor Snape!" Cried a muffled voice. "Please open the door!"

"Go Away you Blasted Dunderhead!" the Professor yelled.

The pounding stopped once again.

"Professor please you have to help me! I can't find Harry and Ron. And Professor McGonagall is missing, and nobody knows where Dumbledore is and You just PLEASEhave to help me!"

"Oh dear lord help me." Snape whispered while both Harry and Ron cried, "Thats Hermione!"

There was another moment of silence, before the voice answered. "Ron. Harry?"

Snape then opened the door and after a second of observing her surrounding Hermione flew in and pummeled Harry, leaving Neville standing awkwardly in the entrance of the Potion Master's quarters.

"Oh Harry!" She sobbed. "I am so sorry Harry!"

Harry gave her a bewildered look and awkwardly patted her shoulder. "Its Okay?"

Snape, after pushing Neville into the room snapped, "Ms. Granger would you cease you blubbering! We have more important things to deal with."

Hermione wiped her eyes and removed herself from Harry's form while Ron mutter, "Praise the Lord, Snape has returned." To which the Potion master shot Ron a glare, along with Hermione.

After once again having his personal space cleared Harry returned to staring at Dumbledore expectantly.

The Headmaster sighed and took a seat, looking very weary.

"Harry, my dear boy, I must ask you if we could perhaps talk in private."

Harry looked guarded, "Why?"

Hermione then interrupted, "You mean he doesn't know?"

That was the last straw for Harry, his nerves just simply couldn't take it any longer. "WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT!" He yelled as the room started to shake and the fire to roar in the fireplace.

"Harry I am going to tell you, it is however a personal conversation that I wish to do in private." Dumbledore said soothingly. He then addressed the rest of the audience in the room. "If you would please just step outside for a few moments."

Before anyone could protest Snape had already had everybody moving towards the door.

Once the door was shut Dumbledore started speaking.

"Harry it has come to my attention that your homelife has less than pleasant."

It was like a bucket of cold water had been dumped all over Harry.

"What do you mean?"

Dumbledore looked down at his hands and then lifted his head, his blue eyes pierced Harry's.

"Were you, on any circumstances, abused Harry?"

Harry sputtered, "What! No! Why would you even think that!"

Dumbledore then stood up and took out a newspaper that had been hidden in his robes and handed it to Harry.

Harry stomach completely as he skimmed the article. He shot out of the couch, throwing the blankets to the floor. It was as if someone had flipped a switch in Harry, his mind went blank and all he could hear was his heart beat. And then within seconds his mind was back, as if someone hit the reset button, whizzing through all the different options on how to get out of it.

After a few seconds he looked back at Dumbledore, his face blank, his voice calm, "Its not true."

At this statement Dumbledore did not look relieved at all, infact he looked like somebody had just stolen his prize possession and stomped all over it. It was at that moment Harry knew he had responded the wrong way.

"I am not abused!" He tried again.

Dumbledore looked down, "Then you wouldn't mind an examination by Madame Pomfrey?"

"Yes! I would certainly mind!"

Harry's eyes widened as the situation got even more out of hand.

"The women is a liar! Everybody knows that!" Harry yelled waving the paper around in his hands.. His voice angry and desperate. And then with his own words as a trigger, he realized everybody in the wizarding world knew, the article had been published in the Daily Prophet!

He looked at the Headmaster numbly. "This was in today's paper."

The Headmaster nodded.

"And everybody saw this."

Dumbledore gave him a look of pity."Harry…"

Harry cleared his throat. "I see."

And at that second he knew he had to get out of the room.

Ignoring the Headmaster's and professors calls for him, ignoring his best friends that were following him in a rushed pace, he bypassed everybody on his way towards the Gryffindor common room, that would lead to his own bed. He knew it was going to be a bad day.

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The Dark Lady of LIght