Chapter 16
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Beta : Not betaed yet!
Dumbledore stood in the doorway smiling friendly at him. " May I come in?" he asked. Sirius noticed Harrison's anger and answered before Harrison could say something, " Of course, Albus."
Dumbledore strode in and sat on the only chair that was free, next to the bed where Harrison sat. Harrison didn't look happier of it. Sirius noticed too and looked suspicious at Dumbledore. " Uhm... Do you know each other?" He sounded a bit nervously, while hoping one of them said no. But it was obvious they knew each other.
There was a silence for a whole minute. It felt like hours to Dumbledore and Harrison, but finally Dumbledore broke the silence. " That's a bit private... Could you leave the room, please? I want to talk under 4 eyes..." Sirius understanded it and nodded. Although he did have thoughts about hesitating. He walked to the door and closed it behind him.
Again there was the same silence, but this time Harrison broke it. " Let me go. I've done nothing wrong."
Dumbledore shook his head. " No, it's the best for you to stay here.", he said calmly.
" No, it isn't. Could you tell me the date of today?", Harrison asked, but it sounded more like a command.
" 1st of September 1988.", Dumbledore answered as if he expected the question.
" 1988?!", Harrison tried to hide his shock, but that was impossible when you're suddenly 50 years in the future. He didn't want to believe it, surely not when it came out of Dumbledore's mouth, but it explained everything about Abraxas old, suddenly another Black etc.
" Yes, like I said 1988. You have a lot of questions, right?" Harrison could say anything, the words didn't want to come out. It was obvious since he was too shocked, so he only nodded.
" What... did happen with Tom?", Harrison tried to keep his voice professional, like they spoke about a deal. Dumbledore looked uncomfortable and tried to think up a good answer.
" He's alive.", Dumbledore began. Harrison was relieved, but hid it under an expressionless mask. " He's doing it well, athough I think it's the opposite..." Harrison absorbed the information.
" Where is he? What is he doing now?", Harrison asked curiously. Dumbledore looked more uncomfortable than before.
" He's in Britain. I think he's doing something dark again." The man sighed. Harrison noticed the old man knew precisely where and what Tom was doing, but did not tell everything. Suddenly Harrison knew it. It was all too logical. The horcrux, the plan, Dark Lords, future...
" He's the dark lord.", Harrison said. He was happy, but also sad. Happy because the plan worked, but sad because he was being imprisioned. Dumbledore nodded and smiled. Although he wasn't really happy that Harrison had already found out about Tom.
" So, your comrades kidnapped me to blackmail Tom." The anger came back.
Dumbledore shook his head. " No, this is just where you belong. You're not Harrison Collins. You're Harry Potter." Harrison wanted to protest, but Dumbledore interrupted him," If you don't believe me..." He took out a blanc piece of paper and a small needle. " You can do a bloodtest." Before Harrison knew what was going on, Dumbledore took a hold of his hand and made a small cut. A bit of Harrison's blood fell on the paper.
The piece of paper showed something and Harrison read it, while cursing Dumbledore.
Name : Harry James Potter
Father : James Charles Potter
Mother : Lily Evans nee Potter
Birthdate : 31st of July 1980
Bloodtype : A
Harrison looked shocked at it and didn't want or could to believe it.
" You're lying!" Harrison hissed furiously. Dumbledore sighed again.
" You may think what you think. But let's first get lunch downstaires to meet the others. Also, your name is now Harry Potter. Everyone will call you Harry. I just wanted to inform you. O and before I forget. There are anti-apparation wards, more wards, protection spells etc. You can't use dark magic or blood magic without my permission. You may not leave the house without permission of me and an Order member who will watch you. Now, let's go."
Harrison was absorbing the information and calculated his chances to escape. The only way to escape was to ask permission, but he already knew he would hate himself for asking that. Dumbledore stood up and walked to the door. Harrison followed, he wanted to see the others so he knew who was the weakest to defeat to escape.
They walked down the staires and stood in the hall. There were more doors. Dumbledore chose the nearest door and they went through it. Harrison saw it was a big room with again Gryffindorish colours. There were a few people. Most of them were children. They were talking to the ones beside them.
When they went in everyone turned their gazes to them.
Dumbledore went to the largest chair and sat in it. He gestured to Harry to sit in the chair beside him. Harry did as he said to gain trust. It was obviously that they were followers of Dumbledore. When he sat Dumbledore cleared his troat. " This is Harry Potter. Please take good care of him." Everyone in the room gasped. " I know it shocking news, I will tell you everything at the meeting. Enjoy your meal!" Dumbledore ate his lunch and some others too.
" Hi!" Harry heard someone saying that beside him and turned his head to him. He stared in the brown eyes of someone with red hair. His mouth was filled with food. Harry smiled charmingly at him, but in his mind he found it disgustingly.
" I'm Ron. Ron Weasley. Nice to meet you!" Harry was surprised he could even talk properly with the food in his mouth, bit hid it well.
" I'm Harry Potter. Nice to meet you too." Harry gritted his teeth. He couldn't believe he had said it against a Weasley. He knew they were blood traitors and Muggle lovers. Fortunately for Harry, Ron didn't notice that.
Suddenly Ron's robes were set on fire. He looked shocked at it. " Help! Hel-"
Harry interrupted him. " You can do magic. Just use a spell."
" What spell?!", Ron said panicky.
" Aguamenti." Harry rolled his eyes. Ron took a hold of his wand and shouted. " Aguamenti!" Nothing came out of his wand. Harry sighed. Helping a Weasley wasn't a thing that was high on his what to do list.
Harry took Ron's wand and with a swish there came out water. He quenched the fire on Ron's robe until it was out. Ron looked relieved. " Thanks, mate!" Harry couldn't believe he said mate against him, but it would ruin his act if he complained.
" No thanks." Harry gave the wand back to Ron. Another red head came to Harry and hugged him. She even kissed him. Harrison this time couldn't hide his expression and looked disgustingly at her. Luckily, she nor the other except for Dumbledore and Sirius noticed it.
" Thanks for saving my son. I'm Molly Weasley by the way." Suddenly everyone heard a crack and the doorway was destroyed. They all heard someone coming in. It were a lot of people. The other took out their wand. And Molly gestured the children to hide themselves in a hidden room behind a portrait. The children went all as soundlessly as possible to the room. All except for Harry who was still standing there, trying to figure out who they were, enemies or allies.
The door exploded and a few people came in. " Deatheaters.", whispered Molly. Deatheaters?, Harry thought. The masked people threw spells at Dumbledore's followers. They did the same. Harrison felt someone's hand on his mouth and the other hand around his stomach. He knew it was a man. The man pulled him to another door. Harry tried to struggle, but wasn't strong enough. He saw a deatheater pointing her wand at him. No at the one who kept a hold of him. The man let go of Harry and pulled out his wand. Unfortunately for the man the deatheater was faster and kicked his butt. Then she cursed him and the man fainted.
The deatheater smiled. " Percy Weasley down. That's one!" She then turned to Harry. Harry looked at her calculatingly. " Don't worry. I'm Jeannette.", she smiled. " I came to rescue you. Our Lord said not to harm you and bring you to him."
" But I can't get out without Dumbledore's bloody permission.
" Don't worry. Our lord knew about the wards and sent spellbreakers and wardbreakers. That's how we came in."
Harry still didn't trust her, but everything was better than Dumbledore. He nodded. The woman took a hold of Harry's arm and fought a way to outside, to where they could apparate.
Luckily, the others fought Dumbledore's followers and made a way free. They walked out of the house and stood now outside. " Let's app-" Suddenly a spell hit Harry and he fainted. Jeannette looked at the one who sent in. Dumbledore. He had managed to defeat the deatheaters.
Jeannette decided not to fight him, but to bring Harrison safely back. After all, he defeated a whole group of deatheaters. She apparated away with Harry, leaving a burning house and a old goat behind them.
Harrison slowly opened his eyes. He saw he lied on a kingsize bed. In front of him he saw to people, a man and a woman.
" Finally! You're awake!" Jeannette said happily. Harry looked confusingly at her. The man eyed her angry.
" O, of course this must be difficult for you, Harry or should I call you Harrison. I don't know." She said. She didn't pay the man attention, even though he was the dark lord.
" Who are you? Who's Harry or Harrison?"
The dark lord and Jeannette looked at each other. Now, they understanded what spell Dumbledore sent.
Author Note
I'm back! It's earlier than I said I would update but I couldn't let you wait! Also, this isn't betaed yet, because of the same reason. The last one still isn't betaed yet. My beta has some problems. But don't worry it will be betaed later! I hope this isn't too bad. School almost starts. So, slower updates.
This author note will be shorter. I'm just too lazy and tired to make it longer.
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