Unfit

Chapter 10

Harry had been right in his assumption that Mrs. Weasley would be waiting for them to arrive but unfortunately so was Dumbledore. Who may have expected, considering that he is the 'almighty' Albus Dumbledore, that he would be listened to. Obviously not taking into consideration that Ana doesn't care and she hasn't ever since her brother and sister-in-law were murdered.

"Anastasia," Dumbledore started. Not that he got to continue with his 'I'm disappointed in you' speech.

"Save it, I have quite the bone to pick with you Albus. But that can be discussed at an emergency order meeting, I'll be calling those who are needed. Don't worry about inviting anyone. Who knows if the people you'd bring would have loose lips. And you better be here for it."

When Molly opened her mouth to say something, Ana just drug Harry up the stairs back to his room that he's sharing with Ron. When they got there Ron was there with all the other teenagers in the house. With a quick wave of her hand the door was shut and locked. But she pulled out her wand to put up a silencing charm around the room.

"Alright, since no one else is very forth coming with information I will be. So sit down and listen because I'm only going to say this shit once." All of them immediately grouped up on the two beds. Harry, Ron and Hermione on Harry's and George, Fred and Ginny on Ron's. "For starters, Dumbledore has no idea how to curb this war. Don't interrupt. This is a war, it's slow starting right now but doing what we are doing now will see more people on this side dead again. No body is truly safe from the Death Eaters, even after the last war 'ended' none of us were really safe. That all started getting worse last time when some information became known to certain individuals. Some time after July 31st of 1980 before October 31st of the next year, a prophecy was made. That prophecy was made to Dumbledore during an interview and was heard by an eavesdropping Death Eater, that prophecy foretold the demise of the Dark Lord at the hands or magic of a person that had been born as the seventh month died. Now, I don't particularly believe in folly stuff such as divination but a prophecy can only be made by a true seer. No matter their ability of actual divinity. Words of prophecy, even if not heard by anyone, will be recorded in the hall of prophecy in the Department of Mysteries.

Ana paused and looked around at the group, all of them knew who the prophecy was talking about, "From what I know, Voldemort only knows the first few lines of the prophecy. If he were to gain the knowledge of the rest of it, he may be able to work it in his favor instead of it being fulfilled in our favor. The problem with that is that he already set it into motion. The night he gave you that scar, that is when your name showed up as the other participant of the prophecy. I am guessing that the when you have most likely asked why Voldemort keeps coming after you that you have been told that you are too young. I find that utter bullshit, especially now that he is back. You have a right to know that the reason he keeps trying to kill you is because of this blasted prophecy. After your hearing in a couple days our lawyer will take you down to the Hall of Prophecy to listen to it. The full thing. Because although Dumbledore heard it, I highly doubt he will tell you the whole thing. That man loves keeping his cards close to his chest, thinks that this war is like a massive game of chess. I prefer to think of it like Weichi, or Go, being that it's a strategy game based on territory. There may be losses but losses from your own side are not necessary in order to win the game. That's where Dumbledore has it all mixed up, this isn't some game where the pieces to it don't matter. These are peoples lives."

"But Dumbledore is a great wizard, I mean he's the only one that can scare off you-know-who from taking over Hogwarts. And he defeated Grindelwald..." Hermione cut in, but realized very quickly that she had run out of things good to say about him.

"Albus Dumbledore may be a great wizard, but that doesn't automatically make him a good man. That just means that people are less likely to question his reasonings or motives for certain things. Assume that since he is this powerful wizard that has a lot of influence that he is just the great man that shouldn't be questioned. A real great man will want his motives questioned, he will want criticism because it will make him better. Same goes for any person. A person that doesn't accept criticism or help, or a person that believes that they are right about everything and that they shouldn't be questioned is not a good person. They may not be a bad person, but they certainly are doing things for their own purposes." Ana was interrupted by the door opening. She knew that the only people that could walk in were Sirius or Remus.

"Dumbledore just mentioned that there was an emergency meeting happening tonight," Sirius chimed as he walked in with Remus.

Ana let out a quick sigh, before summoning parchment and the pen she used earlier. She quickly wrote down the names of people that were allowed to be at the meeting and handed it to Sirius, "Change the wards to only allow access to these names. I don't need him trying to take control of meeting that I'm calling."

"Everyone in this room is on the list," Remus pointed out.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious," Ana quipped sarcastically. "I have already spilt one of Dumbledore's larger secrets to this room. Another will be coming to light at the meeting, and yes they are coming. Harry needs their support and I'll be damned if I allow Dumbledore or Molly to try and stop them this time."

"And Snape not being on it?"

"I have my reason's, besides, he's a liability. He may have Occulumency shields but Voldemort is a Master Legilimens," Ana stated heatedly. "The information that is coming to light tonight can not get back to him. Which is why I want the people allowed to come in my control, because I don't trust Albus further than I can throw him without magic."

Sensing how stressed she is making herself, Sirius steps forward and brings her into a hug. "How did your trip go?"

"Surprisingly well, the goblins were a great help. Griphook got some files for us, and they even did cleansing rituals for the locket they found and Harry. Those details will be explained later, mainly because I want all of your ire directed to Dumbledore the second that information comes out. It won't be hard considering most of it was his fault and three things were completely his fault. I want to you take a good look at your godson and tell me what you notice."

Sirius stared at Harry for a good minute before Remus ended up disrupting his concentration, "Merlin, he doesn't look as much like James anymore. And he's not wearing his glasses."

"We found a couple glamours, and a potion in his system. The goblins removed them," Ana supplied. "I even got him to go shopping since he's not returning to those people anymore. So he doesn't have to wear that oaf's clothes anymore."

The rest of the evening was spent chatting about nothing and everything with the younger generation, neither Sirius nor Ana realized or cared that they hadn't released each other from the hug the entire time. They just sat and socialized with them and Remus until it was dinner time. After dinner would be the meeting.