As they entered the Headmaster's officer Fawkes swooped in and flew over Harry's head, then he landed on his perch, singing a soothing note all the way.
"Hey Fawkes," said Harry with a smile on his face.
"Would you like to take a seat Harry?" said Dumbledore kindly. He didn't motion over to the chair in front of his desk, but to the soft sofa in the corner beside the fireplace.
Harry walked over to the sofa, the cane clacking on the ground, a constant reminder how injured he was. It made Dumbledore's heart break in two every time he heard it. He laid his cane beside the couch and Fawkes flew down to the young man, landing on his knee. Fawkes nuzzled his head next to Harry's heart, suddenly Hedwig came fluttering in through the open window, and snapped her beak at Fawkes. Fawkes pulled his head back and looked at Hedwig in confusion.
"Hedwig, it's alright, Fawkes is just trying to make me feel better, ok?" he said cautiously.
Hedwig looked at Fawkes critically and then hooted in agreement. Fawkes looked between Hedwig and Harry slowly and nuzzled his head against Harry's chest again. Hedwig hopped onto Harry's shoulder and nipped his ear affectionately.
Dumbledore gazed fondly at the interactions between the young man and both of their pets. Snape was looking out the window and in the reflection of the glass, he watched as Lupin and Sirius sat beside the black haired boy.
"Alright Harry, what is it that you remember." said Dumbledore, summoning his chair from behind his desk.
"Not a lot, but you told me to let you know when I start to remember something."
"Do you remember what object caused you this harm, Potter? It would help us narrow down what is causing your wounds to not heal." said Snape turning around quickly.
Harry shook his head. "No, I don't. Not yet."
“Then why are we here?” said Snape.
"Severus.” said Dumbledore warningly. “What do you remember, Harry?" he said leaning forward.
"Words, I remember words." said Harry closing his eyes and thinking hard.
"What words?" said Lupin taking Harry by the hand.
Harry thought hard, "Something about the Minister, and being able to do it. And worthless. I don't know what else."
"Sir, before the Reading's took place, I saw Umbridge AND Filch look uncomfortable when the incident was mentioned. When you asked Mr. Potter if he had remembered what had happened." said Snape quietly. “They may know something about what had happened and refuse to come forward. Umbridge obviously despises the boy, and Filch, well...with Potter's rule-breaking tendencies, it's no wonder he's not a fan of the boy.”
Sirius and Lupin paled, they ignored Snape's last comment, but what he had said worried them. "Was it Umbridge and Filch that hurt you, Harry?" they both said quickly.
"I don't remember, I can't even say that it might be them. It could have been a Slytherin who's really out to get me, or someone who snuck into the school. It took me a while, but I learned not to throw accusations around without some definite proof." he said a pointed look up to Professor Snape.
Snape took this subtle hint and gave him a nod.
"Well, it's a start Harry, it's a start. It'll come when it's ready, when you're ready." said Dumbledore with a knowing smile.
A knock came at the door. Dumbledore called over, "Come in."
It was Mad-Eye Moody and a tall person.
