An Unexpected Move
"Commander Evans, as it was you that called for this meeting, perhaps you could explain why?" Abreo urged when everyone was seated around the table.
Harry removed the wand Grindelwald had given him and slid it towards the Frenchman who frowned questioningly.
"A wand?"
"One that belongs to Fox."
Abreo swallowed deeply, a nervous expression forming across his features.
"Where did you get this?" he murmured.
"Grindelwald gave it to me."
Mutterings of disapproval broke out amongst the other Commanders, though they fell silent when Abreo held a hand up.
"He gave it to you?"
Harry nodded.
"She and her team were captured in Bulgaria," he explained. "Who knew of their mission?"
Abreo shook his head as he deflated.
"Only myself, Fox, and her team."
"So, one of them is a spy," Harry mused aloud, "unless you were overheard during a conversation, or someone spoke of it outside of those involved."
"No," Abreo denied firmly. "They did not know of it until they left, and Fox and I were not overheard. I briefed her in my own office that is checked before every meeting. There must be a spy in her team."
"Or there is one here," the French Commander growled, his eyes transfixed on Harry. "He's the one that has been cavorting with the enemy."
None spoke up in his defence, and Harry snorted before vanishing in a puff of smoke.
He appeared behind the Frenchman with his wand in hand and slammed the man's head into the table with the free one.
The rest of the Commanders stood as they drew their wands and looked towards Abreo uncertainly, waiting for instructions on what to do.
"You've already pushed your luck enough where I'm concerned," Harry whispered dangerously, "and I will not tolerate it anymore. If a single accusation passes your lips again, I will prove it to be true and kill you where you are seated, you irritating, little bastard."
The Frenchman had frozen fearfully from the unexpected attack and Harry turned his attention towards the other Commanders.
"It seems that you have all forgotten that it was me that prevented the dementors from sucking out the souls of your men, who killed a fucking dragon to stop you all being burnt to a crisp in the trenches. It was me that fought Grindelwald when no one else was willing to. I have risked my life to save others. I have bled to keep his men and beasts away, and I almost died. I will not be accused of being a traitor when I have done more than any of you to see this war ended."
He was angry, and though Harry liked to think he'd gotten a good grasp of his temper over the years, it had slipped away from him in this moment.
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