"No, I should go to the Ministry. He's going to come if he knew I was there, and I could show everyone that I was not lying, that he had come back."
"No!" Ria and Sirius said in sync.
"It's too dangerous." Said Ria.
"I won't let you go alone." Said Harry.
"No you are not going with me."
Before Ria could scream again telling Sirius that he could not expose himself to the whole Ministry of Magic, and no Harry should not either, Harry has stopped his godfather.
"What do you mean? Of course I'm going with you. How can I let you go alone?" Sirius started objecting loudly.
And finally, Ria was terrified to hear Harry giving in.
"Okay, fine. I'm sorry, I was just trying to protect you." Harry approached to give Sirius a hug, which was not something Sirius was expecting. Then Sirius froze.
Harry had stuck a piece of talisman onto Sirius Black's back, with his middle name and birthday from the family tapestry.
"Thanks Ria, it works quite well." Harry grinned.
"Now, I need you to go and find Dumbledore." Harry said, pushing her towards the fireplace.
"No Harry, no, I'm not letting you go alone. No you are not going."
"I am, and this is our only chance. We have to let people know that he is back, and we have to let him know that we are not afraid of him."
"But I am, Harry, I am." Ria felt like such a coward, sensing tears dropping down her cheek.
"Let's wait, we can go find Dumbledore together." She grabbed Harry's sleeves, begging him not to go. "Please, Harry, please. I can't let you go." Was this how her father had felt like, watching her mother walking into her doomed death?
"No Ria, I have to go. I can't stay behind Dumbledore forever. Remember, I am the chosen one, I am the one who will beat him. Not Dumbledore."
HOW WAS HE SO STRONG, that was Ria's last thought before Harry had shoved her back into the fireplace.
By the time she went back, Umbridge was already led to the dark forest by Hermione.
SHE TRULY THINKS VERY FAST.
Ria was surprised to discover she still had energy to think about something else, while she was running frantically across the castle into Dumbledore's office.
"He had left." Professor Snape appeared in front of Dumbledore's office. "To the ministry."
"Wait, what? He knew?"
"That Potter is going to get himself killed again? Yes."
Ria didn't understand.
"As much as I resent Potter's father, or find Potter himself just as repellent. It is hard to ignore the fact that they are truly courageous." Professor Snape said, knowing that his thoughts were transparent in front of Ria anyway.
"It's okay. He's not going to die today." Professor Snape assured Ria, but was also assuring himself.
Indeed, Dumbledore had arrived just on time so that Voldemort would show up for Harry, like sharks detecting the slightest amount of blood, but not too late for him to cause any actual damage...minus the few bruises and emotional torture he had inflicted on Harry. But Harry had, unfortunately, grown used to it.
Dumbledore took Harry back to Grimmauld 12, along with the rest of the group.
Sirius Black had the most twisted expression that Severus Snape had ever seen in ages, which had lightened up his made his whole day.
Sirius had first marched towards Ria, looking angrily, accusing her for teaching Harry those "nonsense Asian magic," and stopped as Fred stepped in front of Ria and shoved him away, during which Harry came up to calm him down.
He then waved his hands and wiggled out of his godson's grip and alleged that he will "never let you come less than 5 feet near me!" Then tears flooded out of his eyes while he yanked Harry into his chest and hugged him so hard that Harry felt his ribs were being squeezed into pieces.
"I was just standing there, thinking about what I should do if I lose you again." He said.
"You are not going to lose me, and...dad is always with us...in our hearts." Harry hugged him back.
If anything could be considered good, is that Umbridge was officially sent back to the Ministry of Magic. Ria wrote her a lovely long letter motivating her to keep on her pursuit in promoting magic education and keep up with the great work. Fudge was forced to admit that the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had come back, and Harry Potter was right all along. And most importantly of all, Sirius Black was not a Death-eater, nor a serial killer, nor a ruthless murder, but rather
"--the most loyal friend, courageous wizard, and caring godfather that Harry Potter had ever seen." Ron put away the paper as he had finished reading the Daily Prophecy out loud.
"Hmm, it seems today's news is not entirely garbage." Mrs. Weasley said, returning back to her mission of feeding everyone until they can't again.
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Read My Mind
FanfictionGrowing up as a Legilimens, Gloria Lectus was able to read everyone's mind, hearing all of their thoughts, put her hands on other's deepest secret--except she didn't ask for any of those. Her father shipped her far away from the UK to study Asian ma...