I See in Moonlight

Plans and Betrayals?

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The Meeting was not all that long, but it certainly was long enough for Dumbledore and his cronies to have come into the bank for one reason or another. The old man wasn't even trying to be subtle about looking for Harry, but seeing the Omega with Black and Lupin, the two dark haired males hidden under their cloaks once more, coming out of one of the many halls that offshoot form the main room and towards the offices. Even under the cloaks, Dumbledore still recognizes them and makes his way towards them, intent on either stopping them from going to their meeting or joining them so he knows what is going on and planning accordingly around it. However, before he can get close enough to speak, never mind touch one of them, he is stopped by a Goblin guard as the group of three leave, he is so distracted by the guard telling him he's allowed not beyond the Tellers without an appointment or permission that he misses the five Alphas that are following behind the trio nor does he notice Percy Weasley walking in with his older brothers and being taken straight to the back.

He also misses Ms. Granger and Ms. Lovegood leaving from another hall and he certainly missed Neville Longbottom's departure. He is both thrown for a loop and offended by this all that he almost snarls at the Goblin, but because of the sheer amount of people in the bank, he forces his face to remain kind and grandfatherly as he apologizes and turns to leave, having seen the trio vanish down the steps leading out of the bank. He hurries to catch them up, he must know what all happened in the meeting and what was done to Harry. He's already planning on upping his potions because the brat has been rather prickly, but not overly much to be a real concern.

His people slowly follow or head back to HQ, or at least try to. But like Black had promised they could not return without his permission nor remember where it was, not even the area around the home to simply camp out and wait. Dumbledore barely caught up with the trio as they were heading to get some ice cream, he can hear the Wolf gushing about having missed the frozen treat so much, Black laughing that it was a damned near thing that Lupin didn't maul anyone when he learned that only those of royal blood were allowed to have chocolate, which was a very rare commodity in Arda. Potter was giggling uncontrollably between them, holding onto them as they walked into the ice cream parlor.

He managed to slip in just behind a group of teens, about three of them, all gushing about the newest style of dresses or some such, he wasn't listening to them. He will admit it's been a while since he's enjoyed ice cream from this shop. And ooh, they have lemon drop flavored ice cream! He would get himself the biggest serving he can get away with, Minerva's been cutting his sugar in take lately and it's frankly starting to make him very irritable. He made sure to keep a close eye on the group of three and once he saw them sit down, he hurried to get his order and moved to join them. They were still chatting away about whatever this "Arda" is. Again the old schemer missed the group of five Alphas that were sitting near by, stealthily keeping an eye on him as he approaches the small family of three.

"Harry, my boy!" He greets. "I must say that I am a bit hurt that you did not heed my offer, nor did you wait for me."

Yes, the guilt trip works every time! However, with the boy being blind, his hurt expression was lost on him, but at least the canine duo will see it and feel guilty. Black was busy wiping ice cream off of Harry's face, fussing about him wearing it more than eating it while Lupin simply blinks once and looks down to take another bite of his chocolate swirl cone. Dumbledore twitched at being ignored.

"Hello, Headmaster. And as I said this morning, my guardians are, Siri and Remmy. They were present and even then the summons was to confirm that I am in fact alive and who I claim to be, seeing as there were a few attempts to get into my accounts while I was gone." Harry says, shrugging slightly as he turned his head up and if the old man could see his eyes, he was pretty sure the boy was staring at his beard just under his chin.