In Nobis

Chapter Eight

"She's stable, at least physically. I cannot attest for her mental state. Being one so young it could go both ways. This could have a lasting impact on her, or she may be young enough that she won't have a memory of it. I've given her a sleeping draught, blood replenishing potion, and a nutrient elixir. She will heal faster asleep, and keep her calm. You'll be able to move her within the hour..." drawled Severus Snape.

Minerva brought her hand trying to school the look of shock and sadness that shook her when she saw little form of Hara laying too still. Molly Weasley has retrieved a worn wooden bassinet she used for her year old Ronald. "Couldn't we obliviate her..? To save her the grief? First her parents are murdered before her eyes, and god knows what kind of care she experienced over the last two months!" A tear threatened to escape from the old transfiguration professors ice blue eyes.

Remus leaning against the couch, arms crossed, seemed to be lost in thought before he spoke up. "I think it would be unwise to do so... that's too long of a period to lose. Her mind too young. It could set her back developmentally, and messing with her memory now could have lasting consequences. If she has memories we will deal with them as they come. She has plenty of living yet to do. And we will ensure the memories to come are worth having."

"I do believe your right Sirius. Hara's well-being should be our top priority... her safety is paramount. I fear our Hara's life will have many twists and turns ahead still. She has a job to do that none would envy..." The Hogwarts Headmaster said solemnly, looking down at her through his half-moon spectacles. He placed a hand on the borrowed bassinet and began rocking it gently.

The sight of close proximity between Dumbledore and Hara unnerved Sirius. Even though he knew she was perfectly safe at the moment, it still was enough to let a low growl erupt deep in his chest, and send him shooting to his feet... If he saw the twinkle in that manipulative old mans eye leveled at her, he wanted to be able to react quickly.

"Can't you just let her be for one fucking night Albus? Drop the talk of the prophecy and her so called duty to the Wizarding world? She owes them nothing! At this point I would say that they owe her everything! They're willing to hide behind a little girl. YOU'RE willing to hide behind a little girl! You got James and Lily killed. I will not allow you to damn Hara to the same fate." Sirius finished. Breathing heavily now holding the opposite side of the bassinet, staring down Dumbledore.

"I would appreciate it if you would refrain from roving my body with your magical eye..." Tom said politely, shooting a humorous look toward Alastair Moody. Which earned Moody a reproving slap from Alice Longbottom, and Mcgonagall.

"Honestly,Moody! Have you no shame! This boy has done nothing but try to help you, to help us! Frank said that he was even trying to keep Hara from drowning in whatever awful liquid Voldemort had them in at the expense of himself!" Alice said, slapping Moody's head again in her frustration.

"Tom..." Dumbledore says cautiously.

"Yes, Professor?" Tom says innocently looking up at him expectantly, as many young teenagers have over the years.

"Where are you receiving your education?" Dumbledore blurted.

"I've graduated sir." He says, eyebrows raised in surprise.

"From where exactly did you graduate?" The Headmaster shot back with a little more force.

"Albus! Enough! I will not allow the man who saved my life, and the lives of my friends to be interrogated in my house!" Arthur interrupted, putting his hand on Tom's shoulder in a very fatherly way.

"I don't mind Mr. Weasley. You are all allowed to ask me anything. If I find a question to personal to share, I will make it known. If it helps all of you to feel comfortable than by all means ask away. Professor Dumbledore... Ask the questions I know you want to." Said the boyish Lord Slytherin.