1. Harry Potter Promise NR.6


    Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Fiction Fan fiction, Author: zimbi

    ... teeth. "I understand that, Albus. I merely pointed it out as interesting conjecture." Albus was about to speak, when Minerva held up her hand and leaned forward. "Do not underestimate any of us, Albus. Harry Potter is a wonderful young man who deserves to be able to live his life. I advise you strongly to stop meddling with it." Albus sighed again, spreading his arms in a gesture of compliance. "I care for him as well, Minerva. Can you not forgive an old man for caring perhaps too much?" Minerva growled. "You have a rather interesting way of showing it. No matter what you say, I will never forgive you for ignoring his parents' Will. He could have been Sirius' from the beginning; Sirius should never have gone to Azkaban, and I should never have lost all those years. Sirius and I have been hard-pressed to undo twelve years of abuse and neglect that you so lovingly subjected him to. If that is all?" She didn't wait for him to respond, and simply swept out of the room, shutting the door rather forcefully behind her. Albus was left alone with Fawkes. He sighed, looking at the brilliant bird. "It was necessary, my friend. For the Greater Good." Fawkes let out a mournful cry and vanished in a pillar of flame. Had Dumbledore been a little more willing to reconsider his plans, he might have actually considered the phoenix's departure to be a sign. However, he was so certain that his way was the only way that he just lamented that no one understood, and went back to reading the files ...
    ... on his desk. XXX Minerva needed a few minutes to cool off after that conversation, and only when she was calm and collected, did she return home for the evening. She and Sirius spent some time talking about Dumbledore, and more than one curse was hurtled through the air at the old man's hidden motives. Minerva decided to hand out the Hogwarts letter personally the next morning, having gotten Susan's from Pomona the day before. All six students opened them around the table. Hermione squealed when she unwrapped the shiny Prefect's badge. Everyone congratulated her and went back to their own letters. "Only a couple new books this year," Ron observed. "Hey, Harry… Harry?" He looked up to find his best mate staring, transfixed, at his own Prefect's badge. Hermione looked up and saw it as well. "Oh, congratulations Harry! I knew you'd get it!" Harry met her excited gaze with confusion. "But… I don't…" Minerva sighed and leaned forward, capturing his attention. "You were the most obvious choice, Harry. Your grades are above reproach, you are a longstanding member of the Quidditch team, a founding member of the DA, well liked and respected amongst your peers. Whom else would I choose?" She was pleased that he seemed to understand her reasons, but she still hated the way he didn't realize just how special he was. If Vernon Dursley hadn't already been in prison, she would have made a very special trip to Surrey to dispense her own special brand of justice. Ginny leaned over and gave her ...
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