Chapter 19
"So what does it look like?" Draco asked him as Harry walked into the Great Hall. Harry chuckled.
"A bit like your common room."
"Cool...Wait, how do you know what our common room looks like?" Draco asked through narrowed eyes.
"Well, do you remember last year with the heir of Slytherin stuff?"
"Who doesn't? Why?"
"Do you recall Crabbe and Goyle acting weird around Christmas time?" Draco frowned in thought.
"It was you who I was talking to, wasn't it?" When Harry nodded, Draco rolled his eyes. "I bet Weasley was the other one."
"Yep." Harry said grinning.
"How'd you even do that?"
"Well, I can't tell you that now, can I?" Draco scoffed.
"Fine, don't tell me."
"I won't."
"It's useless to ask, because he won't tell you." Draco said to the twins as they walked up to us. The two pouted.
"Why must you be so mean, Harry?" Harry chuckled.
"Sorry, but I don't feel like getting into trouble with a certain professor. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go eat something." Harry said as he went over to the table. The twins finally joined him three minutes later, still pouting. "It doesn't matter what you two do, I won't tell you."
"Fine, but if you get pranked later, then you deserved it." The two said smirking at him. Harry grinned.
"Thanks for the heads up." They stuck their tongue out at him before they started eating. Harry shook his head. Before Harry could get another bite in, Hedwig brought him a note. What is it this time? It wasn't from Sirius and it wasn't from Snape or Lupin. There was only one other person he could think of: Dumbledore. Harry knew that the old man would interfere at some point. With that thought running through his mind, Harry opened the note and sure enough it was from Dumbledore. It read: Harry meet me in my office in an hour. We have some things to discuss. P.S. I like Sherbet lemon. Harry sighed.
"Dumbledore?" George asked curiously.
"Yes, he's poking his nose in my business and I don't like it."
"Maybe you should tell Lupin or Snape about it before you go to Dumbledore's office." Fred suggested.
"Actually, I have a feeling Dumbledore is going to watch me until I get to his office. Can you two tell Remus for me?"
"Yeah and we can tell Malfoy to pass the message along to Snape." The two said nodding.
"Thanks you two."
"Anytime Harry." They said grinning. "But don't think we won't prank you after this." Harry rolled his eyes. Harry finished his lunch and had about thirty minutes before he had to see Dumbledore. Harry decided to go straight to Dumbledore's office. He wanted to just get it over with. In the time that it took him to get to Dumbledore's office, he received a letter from Remus.
Harry,
Meet Severus and I in my classroom tonight at eight. We're getting the students gathered up and taking them down to the Chambers.
Remus
That restored Harry's excitement. That was six hours away. Harry though needed to pull himself together and put his guard up for when he talks to Dumbledore. He wasn't going to let Dumbledore ruin this for him. He finally felt like he was doing something useful and even though it put a lot of people in danger, he at least felt like he wasn't alone anymore. Harry got to the statue outside of Dumbledore's office. "Sherbet Lemon."
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