Short Stories and Oneshots

Leon Potter - Part 2

Author: Lomonaaeren 

Platform: Fanfiction.net

Type: Harry Potter

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Harry wakes up with a gasp. Then he lies back down in his bed and frowns up at the canopy. He and Leon are still working hard on Occlumency, but it doesn't always block the dreams from Voldemort. At least Harry is only getting a flash now and then of something disgusting Voldemort is doing, and he seems mostly helpless, stuck in his baby body without anyone to help him.

Harry gets up and wander out of his bedroom. Then he grabs the Invisibility Cloak and goes down the stairs, out of the Tower altogether and onto the Hogwarts grounds. He wants to sit outside in the cold and watch the stars. Sometimes that sends him back to sleep.

He ends up going over to Hagrid's Hut, because someone is sitting on a stump outside it, and that's so unusual that it intrigues Harry. It's all the more so when he can see the person is Leon, and when Leon turns his head and looks right at Harry despite the Cloak draped over his shoulders.

"Couldn't sleep?" Leon asks quietly.

Harry shakes his head and takes his place next to Leon. "Dreams from Voldemort. What about you?"

Leon smiles in a way that says he's not going to tell Harry everything, which always annoys Harry, but less from Leon than anyone else. "Dreams, yes. And I've had a thought which troubles me very much, but which I can't prove."

"What is it?"

Leon hesitates for long enough that Harry scowls at him. He thought Leon wasn't like those adults who thought he didn't have a right to know Sirius Black was his bloody godfather, but here he is, acting like them.

Leon finally sighs and says, "I wondered why Dumbledore seemed so disturbed by me. He still is, more than he was by the man playing Alastor Moody who tried to make you compete in the Tournament. And I keep thinking – Harry, I keep thinking that he had plans for you that I disrupted by being here."

"What kinds of plans?" Harry whispers. His throat is dry, and it hurts, and he has to clear it and continue on before he speak normally again. "What plans?"

"Plans about how to use you in the war." Leon turns around on the stump to face him. "There shouldn't be any reason that Dumbledore hasn't taken more of a stance against Voldemort or at least asked you about your dreams once I told him we were studying Occlumency. But it's as though he's content to wait. As though he knows something neither of us does or needs something that neither of us does."

Harry's throat is really dry now. "You think he needs me to do something?"

Leon nods. "And I need to find out. Or I need to do something that will make his plans irrelevant. I know I can do it. There's one move he wouldn't have any protection against. I've been hesitating because it would require your cooperation, and I'm not sure how you would feel about moving against your headmaster."

"I want to be involved," Harry says instantly. "I always do, but most of the time, no one says I can be, they just don't do anything and then get upset when I get involved!"

Leon studies him, then nods. "Alright. But it's going to involve me telling you lots of secrets."

"I want to know them!"

"About me. About who I am."

Harry hesitates. Leon has been the best thing that ever happened to him. Does he want to disrupt that and maybe get some answers that he doesn't want?

But he trusts Leon because he's the best thing that ever happened to Harry. He sits up and nods. "I'm ready."

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