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"Harry."

Harry reached out for his glasses and found them sitting on his bedside table. He thought back to the last time he had woken up, when Sirius, panic stricken, had shaken Harry so hard that Harry had had no choice but to wake up.

Flashback

"Harry! Harry!"

Harry swatted at the offending noise, but whoever it was, trying to wake him up, was doing a mighty fine job.

"Go 'way."

"Harry, oh thank Merlin, Harry your awake."

"Sirius? I am now, thanks to you. What is your problem?"

"What is my problem? You were just possessed by Voldemort and then you and Snivellus passed out. You have to ask me what my problem is?"

"What are you talking about? Possessed by Voldemort. I have no clue what you are talking about. The last thing I can remember is coming to bed after my birthday party, because I was exhausted."

Remus entered the room carrying a glass of water. "You don't remember anything after that? You collapsed on the stairs and then after Sirius carried you up here you fought with Voldemort and you and Snape passed out!"

"I really don't remember any of that, but you say Snape passed out? How is he?"

"I woke up about an hour ago Potter," Snape said entering the room. "The dark lord was very upset with someone last night. I am on my way to speak to him now. He will be expecting me."

"Be careful, Sev and let me know when you are back."

"Of course, Mr. Potter, I shouldn't be too long. Perhaps only an hour or two and then I believe Albus and I have some things to talk to you about."

"What kind of things?"

"The time is not right, Mr. Potter. You will find out soon enough I suppose, but you need to get some rest. I will be back."

End Flashback

"Harry?"

Harry looked over to the shadows beside the fireplace and he quickly grabbed his wand.

"Lumos! Who's there?" Harry shone his wand towards the shadows, but the light seemed to bend away from the person there.

"Sorry, Harry. The wards on your bedroom are impressive, but you know I can break through anything you don't put all your power behind. I realize you feel safe here, Harry but you should not neglect your protection."

"Professor Dumbledore, sir?" Harry asked letting go of his breath. "I'm sorry, sir, I'll recast them as soon as I can."

"See that you do, my boy. But, in the mean time, Professor Snape has returned and we must talk to you. Can you let down your wards so that he can come in?"

"No need professor, my wards should let him in."

"They will let him in, but not me? Are we still on rough terms, my boy? I thought we had worked through our problems?"

"These wards were cast beforehand, I'm sorry and I'm still not completely sure you are trustworthy. How many people have you manipulated, headmaster? Am I not just another pawn for you to use?"

Dumbledore was silent at this. "Severus, my boy, do come in."

"Now, Harry," Dumbledore continued once Snape had conjured himself a seat, "I believe it is about time that we explained to you what you saw this summer between Severus and Tom Riddle."

"Really, sir? Are you sure you can trust me with such information?"

"Harry, please. Set our differences aside for only a moment. We will fight between ourselves in private. Do not make a fool of yourself in front of Professor Snape."

"Mr. Potter! Refrain yourself from being a carbon copy of your father! This is a serious issue and I will only go through this discussion once. It is difficult enough living through it without having to justify my actions to a sixteen-year old boy such as you."

"I'm sorry, Sev. Please, what is it I have to know?"

"As you know, my dear boy, Severus is both a spy and a talented occlumens. This summer I asked Severus to do a dangerous job for me. I asked him to help us get into Riddle's thoughts."

"His thoughts…for plans? But how could Sev do that? It's way too dangerous!"

"I had to, the headmaster asked it of me."

"And you do everything he asks? How could you put yourself in jeopardy like that? And for a man who sees you as a pawn—"

"Now, see here! Do not presume that all I feel for Severus is for the better of this war. I love Severus as a son and I would not have asked this of him if I had any other choice! But, he is all we have on the inside who would be able to carry out such a delicate task. He is the best we've got and despite any feelings I have, we needed him. He is not just a pawn to me!"

"Well, isn't that quaint. Dumbledore and his Snivellus!"

"Mr. Potter! Did I not ask you to refrain from acting like your father for once? Show respect to those who deserve it: the Headmaster and I both. You are just a pitiful child. How dare you patronize our relationship!"

"Of course, I'm sorry. You're absolutely correct," Harry sneered, "how dare I criticize your relationship. It's not like I know what a parental relationship is like, as I have never had one. Do you know whose fault that is? That's right, your precious Dumbledore's! So, fuck off before you criticize me for acting like my father. I can't act like someone I've never met!"

"Boys, boys! Please we need to get this discussion over with. I asked Professor Snape to break into Riddle's mind to discover his plans. To do this I had Severus obliviated."

"Oh, this gets so much better. Not only did you send him on a dangerous mission, but you obliviated him to?"

"My dear boy, we did what we must."

"Albus obliviated me so that when I went to the Dark Lord and he searched my mind Voldemort found that I had a memory missing. Naturally, he was intrigued and proceeded to break through the barrier. As you know, breaking a memory charm is quite difficult and it takes a lot of concentration. While the Dark Lord broke into my mind, I slipped behind his walls practically unnoticed."

"But, how! It is immensely painful to break through a memory charm."

"Mr. Potter. I am one of the best potions masters in the world. I simply developed a potion to block the pain until I was out of the Dark Lord's presence. Anyhow, my years as a spy have greatly increased my pain tolerance."

"Yet, you thought nothing of the pain you put me through? You know I go through all the pain that Voldemort's victims feel. I am able to withstand the pain, but you should not have had to go through the pain in the first place."

"I am an old spy, Mr. Potter, pain is the only feeling I have. I relish chances to be hurt, although I am very sorry that you were put through the pain as well."

Harry waved his hand indifferently. "Do not worry about my pain, it doesn't matter. But what I don't understand is how you managed to get this to work more than once."

"Voldemort is nothing if not stubborn. He was angry that Albus seemed to be erasing pointless memories and he believed that perhaps Albus was covering up unneeded memories as a disguise for one really important memory."

A/N: This chapter is just really an explanation of what Harry saw in his dreams over the summer. I know its been almost a month, but our yearbook is still being dragged out and I have had so many culminating projects and extra things on the go. Truthfully, the weather has been absolutely beautiful lately and despite a mild sunburn/sickness, I have spent all the time I can enjoying the sun and enjoying the last of high school!