Chapter 7

Harry stood beside his dad both of them emotionless. It made everyone shudder, he looked just like his dad in every single way and his emerald eyes that were usually sparkling with fun and laughter were now emotionless. That made Ron and Hermione gulp.

"Hermione, Ron what are you doing here? Isn't this for the order?" asked Harry casually, as if the answer didn't matter. All Hermione and Ron could think was 'uh-oh how are we going to get out of this?'

"Eh. Are you all right mate?" asked Ron, his voice high-pitched and almost girl-like. Hermione attempted to talk to him too; Dumbledore had completely forgotten that Ron and Hermione were still there.

"Yes Harry, are you alright? And how come you look like Professor Snape?" she asked playing arrogant.

"Drop the act Granger and Weasley!" said Harry nearly growling at them, as he took a seat furthest from them all and his father joined him. Harry was wearing his nightclothes, showing off his now tanned and toned body, making Ron all the more jealous and Hermione drool.

"What? What's the matter with you P...Harry?" she asked, cursing herself for her slip. She had just about called him Potter.

"What were you going to say Hermione? Potter? Aye well just stick to that you stupid bitch!" yelled Harry. How good did it feel to get that off his chest? All Harry could think was 'bloody brilliant'.

"Harry how could you? We are your friends!" said Ron going his famous Weasley red. Snape was wondering why the hell his son was shouting at his friends? He had never heard him swear like that before.

"Friends Weasley? I don't think so! 'Potter still has not given me a knut from his money and he gave Fred and George millions of gallons for a joke shop'!" mimicked Harry. He took great satisfaction in seeing them both pale totally, before Hermione shrieked at the top of her lungs giving herself away.

"You shouldn't have been in Diagon Alley Potter! You are meant to be in your relative's house. Just you wait, you will get in trouble for this, right Professor Dumbledore?" said Hermione.

"Yes I'm afraid he will," said Dumbledore, putting his glasses on and looking at Harry but Harry would not meet his eyes. He nearly smiled; it was so easy to manipulate Harry.

"Actually you won't! My magical guardian is dead and I am of age in the muggle world, well old enough to leave home," he turned to Hermione "and as for Dumbledore - he has no control over me, I've made sure of that. He is my headmaster and it's none of his business what I do over the summer. He can only interfere when it's something to do with school," said Harry, Hermione looked like she had been slapped.

"You spoiled little brat. After everything that's happened, you decide to put your self in danger!" she shouted at him.

"Does it look like I give a shit?" yelled Harry, making nearly everyone gasp," I'm not some animal you can fucking cage till you are ready to use them again. I'm not your bloody tool you can shove away and kill when you like!" The people who knew Dumbledore's private prophecy paled and looked sick.

"Harry don't look at your friends like that," said Dumbledore, looking at Harry sternly over his half moon glasses. Usually that would make Harry squirm but not today and Dumbledore only just realised that.

"They are not my friends nor will they ever be," said Harry, looking at them disgustedly. Snape frowned, what the hell was going on? Hadn't they told Harry they were in the order or something?

"They are the friends you made for me, I get it all now!" said Harry before he started listing the clues to it all.

"He was not interested in me till I said my name was Harry Bloody Potter!" said Harry pointing to Ron; "I wish I had accepted Draco's bloody hand in the first year. I would have had a real friend. He was right, some wizarding families are better than others!"

"And Hermione may have been my friend at first but Ron probably corrupted her. A few books and people in authority would have her on your side within minutes!" said Harry.

"You wanted me to go after Voldemort didn't you Dumbledore? Gave me James's invisibility cloak, pretending that James was my dad when he wasn't and I foolishly went. How did a first year know how to spread fire from her wand? It's not taught until third year. I was totally stupid I really fell for it all!" snarled Harry.

"Second year I would have died in that chamber. Why didn't you come Dumbledore? I had to be saved by your bird and why didn't you get Hagrid a new wand when he was freed?" said Harry. Dumbledore was getting more and more angry.

"Why did you make Granger and I go back in time with a time turner, instead of going up to the tower yourself? You can after all become invisible without an invisibility cloak. Five minutes and you could have been back after giving Sirius a portkey," said Harry, all he had wondered about after thinking came spilling out.

"Yeah well, Sirius knew about us being in the order!" said Ron unable to contain his anger. Harry didn't show it but it was an emotional moment, he had trusted Sirius above all the others, and he had been with them. Harry shook his head and started up again.

"Not only that, but you could have got me out of the bloody tournament. I didn't want to be in it but I stayed thinking I had to. You didn't even help me once and then sent me back to people I have told you abuse me yet again and again. You kept telling me it was for my own good, only I find out this year there are no blood wards. You sent me back to those muggles after seeing Voldemort again, but I will be alright after all I am famous Harry fucking Potter," said Harry angrily.

"Fifth year was just bloody ridiculous. You two, trying to get me to like Dumbledore again, telling me how great he is. Getting all those visions and Dumbledore ignoring me all year. Having detentions with a blood quill and getting my mind raped over and over again until my fucking scar was nearly bursting open," said Harry.

"You didn't tell me that Albus!" yelled Severus, suddenly making everyone turn to face him. They had forgotten he was there.

"It's not important Severus!" said Dumbledore calmly.

"Damn it. Of course it is! That means occlumency would not work on him, for god sakes. You must have realised that he would need to meditate to get it to work!" spat Severus.

"He probably did it so I would hate you all the more. He was scared his tool for defeating Voldemort would not obey him. That's why he didn't get Sirius freed from prison. After all, if he were free his tool would be whisked away, as well as the money he has been using. Isn't that right Dumbledore?" asked Harry, sneering the last word in to the man's face.

"That is not why Harry," said Dumbledore. "The Weasleys were down on their luck, they desperately needed it and I had your money. I only gave them a small bit of it. I was going to tell you in first year but when you made friends with them I didn't bother. I thought you would say yes anyway," Dumbledore looked like he regretted the decision.

"You really are good, but not good enough to fool me," snarled Harry, wanting nothing more than to shoot the bastard where he stood, but he knew doing that would get him nowhere. For now Harry was empathic; the bonds that made him a clone of James Potter were falling away, turning him more like his real mother and father.

"You are going to give the Weasleys the money, or I will go to the ministry and get custody of you!" said Dumbledore, hoping Harry didn't know much and that he would give them the money, not knowing that what he signed was unbreakable and made him an adult in every meaning of the word. He was very much disappointed.

"Ha, there we go again with the lies. Didn't you know that I signed the papers making me an adult and I can do whatever I want? Even leave Hogwarts and I might just do that, so you'd be forced to tell everyone why I went!" he said.

Dumbledore looked like he was totally defeated. He had hoped to keep Harry blind to how rich he was and to minimise the amount he knew about the wizarding world. It seemed it was all for nothing, for Harry now knew more than he had ever wanted him to. He had hoped that Granger and Weasley would be able to stop him from reading and finding out more, and they had up until now.

Snape was too horrified to even look at his son; he was beginning to see why his son was not forgiving him. His son actually thought he was in on it, which was understandable; after all he was in the Order. But he hadn't known! All Severus could think was that they had been in the order too long. He didn't know what to think; before he could even open his mouth Harry spoke to them all.

"Well I bid you good night and I will be leaving. Thank you and I will see you on September 1st. I hope you can get enough money to pay me back; I would not want you to end up in Azkaban. Not that it will bother you much, after all you have no bad memories," said Harry before he apparated with a 'pop', making them all start panicking.

"Calm down. He knows to go to Privet Drive and would not go anywhere else," said Dumbledore. He had wards covering Privet Drive and he knew Harry had apparated there. He had removed the wards for a bit but had reapplied them when he realised that Harry was in contact with Draco Malfoy.

But the colour drained from his face as he realised that Harry had apparated out of Privet Drive again. He said hoarsely "He has left Privet Drive. You two had better make it up with him. I've got to do what I have to do," said Dumbledore, before he left. He destroyed his office that night, doing worse damage than Harry ever did.

Snape had went back too, knowing he had to get his son to listen to him so he could tell him that he had nothing to do with what the order had done. He wanted his son and he would stop at nothing to find him, even if he spent his summer searching although there was hardly any time left. The summer was nearly over.