A story in which Halley Dumbledore tries to navigate the trials and tribulations of being associated with The Boy Who Lived. After being best friends with the boy since she was eleven, Halley and Harry try to keep their relationship as well as themselves alive during the heart of the war. Little does Halley know, Voldemort's return might bring up information her grandfather was not ready to yet disclose.
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I slammed my hands down on his desk in a spurt of frustration. He didn't move a muscle. "Dumbledore you cannot keep us in the dark anymore! Harry needs to know the truth! If you're not willing to tell him, tell me! He needs to know or else someone else will die!"
"My dear," He spoke in his calm voice that seemed to only fuel the fire in my soul. "You are not aware of the severity of the consequences that come with Harry Potter knowing everything about his prophecy. If it was safe, I would tell him everything. Without a doubt-"
"He is safe!" I yelled, bringing my hands to my hair and tugging. "What do you not understand about that!"
"He is less than safe, Halley Corinna Dumbledore!" My grandfather suddenly bellowed, louder than I'd ever heard him yell before. The headmaster stood to his feet as I took a started step back. Dumbledore swallowed, his calm tone returning.
"One day you will understand that this is all for the greater good. Until you do, I'd like you to leave."
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!! YEARS 3-7 !!
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