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Part 89

Chapter 89: Dumbledore's Fury

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Harry followed Mrs. McFinn into the off part of the Great Hall. He wasn't too worried, the most Mrs. McFinn ever did was make him stand in the corner, or stay in his room at the McFinn's. That, and he knew she just wanted some words with him. Harry followed her until she finally decided to stop and look at him.

He could remember a time when he would have to look up just to see Mrs. McFinn's face, now the roles were reversed. She had to look up to see him now. How he missed the old days.

"I still can't believe how much you've grown." said Mrs. McFinn, brushing aside a strand out of his eyes.

"I've grown up a lot in these past months." said Harry with a smile.

Mrs. McFinn wrapped her arms around him. "I've missed you so much, honey. And I'm so sorry I left you behind."

Harry smiled, allowing the tears to fall and hugged the woman he truly believed was his surrogate mother, her scent never changed, even after all these years. She still smelt of gingerbread. And as for her leaving him, he forgave her a long time ago, she was in pain, and her mother was only torturing her while she stayed in Little Whinging. "I'm sorry that I'm going to make you worry." said Harry.

"Going to? I'm already worried about you." she said with a hiccupping laugh.

They broke apart gently and Harry leaned against the wall, with his hands behind his back. "Should we get the telling off part over and done with, with the whole security testing, thing?"

"Well, until you brought it up just now, I was going to let it go." said Mrs. McFinn with a smirk, she placed her hands on her hips.

"I'm going to apologize to Remus, he can tape up my mouth whenever he wants to." groaned Harry as he rubbed his face.

Mrs. McFinn laughed a little. "I...was not happy when I saw what you were doing, and how you got the Private Investigator money. And I'm especially not happy with Inspector Homes for letting you do this."

"He didn't exactly let me in the beginning. He didn't know what I was doing, until after I did it. And the person I did it to, Inspector Homes was only more proud of me." said Harry with a smirk.

"And I take it nothing I say will get you to not do it anymore?" said Mrs. McFinn.

"Not really." said Harry honestly. "I have the time of my life doing that."

"Then may I ask that you be careful?" said Mrs. McFinn.

"Anything for you." said Harry giving Mrs. McFinn a large hug. "You want me to show you whatever I'm commissioned to take, next time?"