Chapter 4: Chapter 4
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"Okay, well you know that The Weasley's had called me to stay in The Burrow for the summer, right?" She asked him and waited for him to answer.
"Yeah, like always." He replied shrugging.
Hermione nodded and then continued on "Well I found something there, which you may not like..." Hermione started.
"Well go on." Harry told her now slightly intrigued with where this was going.
"Okay... let me start this the other way, after Dumbledore's funeral I... went to the girls dormitory and accioed the books and notes on Horcrux from his office." She said turning pink. Harry simple nodded at her smiling a bit as she self professed her crime.
Looking at his expression she quickly added "Well it's not sealing, rather borrowing them, I swear" she said making herself believe that she was not stealing the books. Harry quickly got up and hugged her assuring that it was fine and when it was all over with, they both will go together and return the books.
When Harry sat down, Hermione began again, "Those books had everything about Horcruxes; how to make them, the preparation, how to destroy them and as well as the location of the Horcruxes are which are made by Voldemort... everything I could ever think about Horcrux was there and it was a lot, it took me weeks to finish them." Hermione paused letting Harry to speak if he wanted to.
"Well, that's good... isn't it? I mean we know where they are. Then we can go and destroy them." Harry said, now clearly excited.
Hermione took a deep breath and asked him "Harry how Horcruxes did Dumbledore tell you that he had destroyed?"
"Two - Tom Riddle's diary, which I had stabbed with a basilisk fang in his second year, his grandfather's ring, which Dumbledore had destroyed before the sixth year summer. Why?"
"Because in these books its written that four Horcrux's has been destroys till now that is Tom Riddle's Diary, Marvolo Gaunt's Ring, Salazar Slytherin's Locket and Rowena Ravenclaw's Diadem and in the other three ,he believes one of them to be Nagini, and other two unknown Horcruxes he couldn't identify."
"Then why didn't he tell me so?" he asked her.
"I don't know."
"I mean, didn't he have the responsibility to at least tell me about this so that we can get behind the other three and finish him?" Harry questioned distraught.
"Harry that no one can answer that except him."
"Well too late, he is dead." Harry said as he stared at the rug and that's why he didn't see Hermione looking away, biting her lips and shaking his head slightly.
"Harry, that is not all. The books I had almost all of them were filled with information related to Horcrux and Voldemort, well except one." Hermione said looking at him.
"Well what did that book contain?" He asked as he scooted closer to her.
"It was full you." She said quickly. Harry frowned and looked at her.
"What do you mean by that exactly?" He asked as his frown deepened.
"The book was full of your information, Harry. It recorded all the things which happened to you since the day you had stepped into Hogwarts. All through The first year to the day before you and Dumbledore had gone to the cave. It had the information from the Gringotts, how much money you have, the food you eat, how much water you drank. Everything harry." She said looking at him worriedly.
"Is that all?" Harry asked a little disturbed about what he just heard.
"Well there is more Harry." She said.
"Well then what are you waiting for, out with it." He said urgently.
"Well didn't you feel that it was weird that The Weasley's were so eager to help you from the day you met them?" she quizzed him.
Harry frowned but did not say anything else. Hermione continued as Harry didn't reply, "Well, Dumbledore was behind this as well." She said.
"What does that mean?" Harry asked when Hermione fell quiet.
"That means that Dumbledore has been paying them Harry, he has been paying the Weasley's to take care of you and me. The food that Mrs. Weasley used to make, the days we spent their, the water we drank… everything. That's why they wanted us to go to their house every summer when we had holidays." She paused letting Harry to take it all in.
"All those extra helpings and those days we stayed, that was because they were payed to do so?" Harry asked her in disgust. She just nodded keeping quiet. Harry copied her and nodded as well as he looked down at his lap and processed to take it all in.
"What about Ginny, We were going out last year you know and Ron?" He asked looking anxiously with wide eyes hoping they weren't involved in the scheming too.
Hermione now avoided his gaze and bit her lips. "Oh Merlin!" Harry whispered and he covered his face with his hand. Hermione tentatively touched his shoulder and took him into a gentle hug.
"I really liked Ginny." Harry said with a sigh as he broke the hug and leaned back. "Did she like me too or was it all an act?" he asked.
"Harry, Ginny and Ron they both lied to us. Mrs. Weasley used to give us love potions. She started dosing you the summer before the sixth year. And for me Ron, at first he thought he could 'woo' me on his own using a book that Fred and George had given him-"12 Fail-Safe Ways To Charm Witches". When that didn't work on me, obviously he had started to use a potion on me too." She stopped as Harry opened his mouth but nothing came out so he closed it again.
Hermione nodded and continued "And also do you remember that ma and you were fighting constantly because of that stupid potion text book by Snape?" she asked him.
"Yes, quiet vividly." He said nodding his head.
"Well Dumbledore had used a spell on me to make me react like that towards the book, whenever I see it with you. That's why I went all mad last year." She said covering his hand with hers. She knew it was going to be hard for him. It had taken a day or two for her to come in grasp with it.
Harry's mouth hung open and leaned back in shock. Hermione kept quite allowing him to take it all in. "I didn't know Dumbledore had so much of money to pay to the Weasley's for both of us?" Harry murmured quietly.
"He doesn't." Hermione agreed. Harry looked at her asking to continue. "He was stealing from you Harry." She said in near whisper. "He has been stealing from since your parents...died, to fund him as well as to fund the Hogwarts."
"How do you know that, actually how do you any of this? You said there was only one book left and that was full of me then how do you know all this stuff and how do you know this is all true?" Harry asked his narrowed and voice suspicious.
"Harry, there are magical diaries, easily expandable. It was all written in it. If you want I can show you." She suggested.
Harry looked into space and thought before nodding his head. Hermione mimicked him and took out the diaries and laid them one by one on the table. Hermione picked up a specific diary with shaky hands and gave it to him. Harry looked at her and she nodded at him to check it out. Harry went through the diary, with is eyes wide open. When he reached at the almost end of it Hermione stopped him.
"Harry-"she started shifting uncomfortably on the couch"-before you continue to look, you should know something that happened last year near the end."
Harry paused, looked up from the dairy and looked her, waiting for her to continue. Hermione took a deep breath and said the next line in hurry "Harry he is alive."
"Who?" He asked his brows furrowing a little.
"Dumbledore." Hermione held her breath as the sentence met shocked silence.
Harry opened his mouth and shut it a few times before he could make up a sentence from his surprisingly dry throat "What?"
Hermione nodded. "Yes Harry." She said scooting ear him.
"But how is that possible, I saw him die, right in front of my eyes." Harry protested.
"I know, Harry. I believe you when you say that you saw him did but Harry it was all pre-planned."
"What do you, how can his death be pre-planned?" he shouted in distress as he ran him hand through him hair.
"That I don't know Harry, but-"
"Then how can you be so bloody sure about it?" He interrupted her.
"Harry the dairy which you are holding write now is connected to Dumbledore. Whenever he thinks about you, anything connected to you it records it here. Turn to the last page Harry."
Harry looked at her in disbelief but followed her instruction and saw words appear on the pages like the riddles diary.
The will of Sirius has not yet been sent to Harry, I have to get it before it reaches him. I cannot take the chance of him letting the will know, it will go to his head. Right now he has to be humble and level headed.
Remind molly to increase the amount of love potion in his and Ms. Granger's foo-
Harry had seen enough and shut the book with a big bang. He was stunned, he felt betrayed and all his life has been huge lie.
Harry sat their stunned, not able to believe that he was living a lie all these days. He was played. He took a shuddering breath as he calmed himself. He felt the prickling feeling at the back of his eyes and saw Hermione looking at him worriedly. He spoke nothing but held her hand in his head and thought to himself "No, I have to be strong. I have to take control." He thought to him and repeated to himself like a mantra. At last he looked up at Hermione and smiled at her and he patted her hand softly. She silently got up from where she was sitting and sat next to Harry, wrapping her arms around him giving all the support she could. Harry turned his head and hugged her, his head now cradling between her neck and shoulder.
Harry broke the hug softly and looked at her. She suddenly smiled at him and he frowned. "So are you ready?"
"Ready, for what?" he asked little confused.
"For the good news of course!" she exclaimed happily, her mood changing immediately.
"Good news?" Harry asked with a confused expression upon his face.
"Yeah, never mind. Well get ready then," she said "Come on out you lot!"
Tonks and Remus came first. "Took you long enough." Tonks mumbled looking tired with Remus simply smiling behind her. Behind them, came Sirius.
Harry's only reaction to all that was happening was the opening and closing of his mouth not able to make any words or sounds.
"Hey pup." Sirius called out to him joyfully.
And Harry promptly fainted