Chapter Two
Disclaimer: JK owns Harry Potter, not I.
Harry Potter walked into the muggle military recruitment center in London. As soon as he walked in, a great bear of a man was standing in front of Harry.
The man was at least six foot five, with brown hair speckled with gray, pale blue eyes and numerous scars on his face. He had his uniform on, and Harry could tell that the man was honored several times by the medal on his uniform.
"Welcome to the Royal Marine recruitment office. My name is Captain John Williams. And your name is?"
Harry calmly replied, "My name is Tom. Tom Black."
"Well Mr. Black, come over into my office and we'll discuss what you want to do."
Harry followed Williams into his office. His office was moderately well furnished. A large bookcase was behind his desk. A large window was left of the desk.
Williams sat down and looked at Harry over his interlaced hands.
"So Mr. Black, what brings you here?"
Harry thought for a moment, and replied, "I wish to serve Her Majesty in the best way I know how."
"How old are you Mr. Black?"
Harry pulled his muggle I.D from his pocket, which he managed to hide from the guards at Azkaban. He was glad Hermione pushed Harry to get the I.D before he was convicted. It was tricky to do, but Hermione and Harry came up with a believable background.
Williams looked over his driver's license and noticed how sad Harry looked in his picture. He also noted that Harry was a legal resident of Britain.
"Do you have any parents Mr. Black?" asked Williams.
Here we go; I hope my cover story checks out thought Harry.
"No sir, my parents died last year. I've been staying at my friend's house, but I decided to do something constructive with my life."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Well, let's get down to business."
Harry spent the next four hours, talking to Williams and discussing what Harry wanted to do. After numerous tests to insure that Harry was medically fit to become a Royal Marine and filling out forms, Harry was now ready to get shipped off to boot camp.
Albus called for an Order meeting at Grimauld Place as soon as he arrived at Headquarters. All the Weasleys were there, as well as Hermione. Everyone there wondered what happened to call all the Order in a meeting.
"Hello all, I just got some rather distressing news. Harry Potter was innocent."
That sent everyone into shock. Slowly they finally processed what Albus said, and immediately started to voice questions.
"...how is that possible?"
"...where is he?"
"...I can't believe it."
Albus raised his wand and shot sparks to regain order. Eventually they quieted down to hear what Albus had to say, though there were still muttered conversations.
"Now, the reason I say this is because I received an owl from Voldemort himself saying how little trust we had in our Savior. I went to Azkaban to release Harry, but his cell was empty."
Many of the Order questioned the authenticity of this letter and asked to see it. After Albus gave the letter to the crowd, everyone quickly agreed with Albus.
Remus Lupin looked especially ashamed, because he was extremely harsh towards Harry, calling him a disgrace to his parents and Sirius, Harry's godfather.
All the Weasleys were on the verge of tears if they weren't already sobbing. Ginny was particularly sobbing her heart out, for she had declared at the end of Harry's trial that she hated him and never wanted to see him again.
Ron and Hermione were disgusted with themselves, for what they said at the trial against Harry.
Mrs. Weasley felt absolutely horrible, because she said that Harry was no longer welcome at the Burrow and that she said he was no honorary son of hers. She felt even guiltier because Harry had shown nothing but love towards the Weasleys
Mr. Weasley felt just as horrible as his wife. He lost his temper and hit Harry across the jaw, and said the same as his wife.
One question everyone asked Albus was what were they going to do.
Albus wearily replied, "I don't know."
"We can't just do nothing!" shrieked Mrs. Weasley.
"What would propose to do?"
"I would send him an owl of course."
"What if he refuses to make contact with us?"
"Then I will personally send him a Howler!"
"That would not be advisable because that might just push even farther from us."
Mrs. Weasley just sank into the nearest chair and started to sob again. Mr. Weasley laid a comforting hand across her shoulder and tried to calm her down.
"Albus can't you do anything?" pleaded Mr. Weasley.
Albus just sighed wearily and said, "We'll just have to wait for him to contact us. Harry probably resents us for what we did. Any communication on our part might further that resentment."
Ron looked blankly at his hands throughout the entire conversation. Hermione noticed this and took Ron by the arms and led him upstairs to his room.
"What have done to Harry 'Mione? He was our best friend. I bet he never wants to see us again." mumbled Ron
"I know Ron I feel terrible. The awful things we said to him. He's shown us nothing but love and we just throw him in Azkaban!" said Hermione crying softly.
Ginny walked into the room and sat down on the bed with Ron and Hermione. She was still crying when she said, "Merlin I feel bad. I can't believe Harry was innocent. I said I hated him! Oh he must hate us!"
"Why don't we just send him an owl?" asked Ron.
"Didn't you hear Professor Dumbledore? He said that if we try to contact him it just might push him farther away from us."
Ron looked mutinous, "I don't care what that old windbag says, and it's his fault that Harry was in Azkaban. He should have made sure that Harry was completely guilty or completely innocent!" At the end of his rant, Ron started pacing, much like Harry did when he was agitated.
"How could Professor Dumbledore know? The evidence was highly incriminating against Harry. Dumbledore did what he thought best and try to prevent Harry from killing anyone else."
While the pair was arguing, Ginny left the room and found an owl waiting for her.
When she took the letter off the owl's leg, it immediately flew out the open window. As she was reading the letter, she grew paler.
Ginny,
As I write this letter, I am preparing to leave for military training. Don't mistake me, I hate you all. Never thought that Voldemort could have set me up did you? I won't join him, but nor will I become a pawn for the 'Light Side'. I hope I never see you or anybody else again.
Harry
Walking back into Ron's room, she silently handed them the letter and sat down. When they finished reading it, they burst into tears again.
The trio walked down to the kitchen and handed the letter to Albus. Albus sighed sadly and shared the news with the rest of the Order.
"What are going to do now Albus? He contacted us, we could send him an owl!" said Mrs. Weasley.
"Very well, if you want to, you may. I would advise against it, but I did say if he sent a letter, you can."
An hour before he left for boot camp, Harry received an owl from the Order of the Fried Turkey.
Harry,
We can't even begin to apologize to you. We made a huge mistake, and can only beg for your forgiveness. If there is anything we can do, just ask.
Sincerely
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
Fools thought Harry. If they think petty groveling will set things right, they are sorely mistaken.
Harry noticed it was time to go, so he boarded the bus to boot camp and silently contemplated how he was going to get his revenge.
