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Weapon (Possession Chapter LXXVII)

Chapter XXVI - What Do We Do?

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Sirius stroked back black hair as emerald eyes blinked sleepily at
him. He'd escorted Harry from the Great Hall after his duel with the Aurors,
Order and Examiners and his Godson had made it to the stairs before he'd
collapsed and had to be carried.
He should have been expecting it. His godson was eager to prove himself and
had possibly revealed too much of his abilities. The animagus
could almost hear the Aurors... discussing things with Albus through the
bond of the Order. Those Aurors who were still conscious were not taking well
to being beaten up by a fifteen-year-old boy. But... they could work with this
situation, and it would only strengthen the position of the Order and in the
long run, the more dependant on the Order the Ministry
was, the easier it would be to destroy them utterly. For now though, they would
have to play to Harry's obvious exhaustion from the battle.
While he had won, he was tired and that could be used to sooth the Aurors
since most of them, when they woke up would be fully rested. They, the Aurors
would be comforted by the fact that victory had taken everything Harry had to
give.
This time.
Black eyes glittered with mirth. It might have exhausted Harry to wield that
much power this time, but he was not yet of age. His power was great but it had
not matured and his body couldn't handle extended usage of it. That would come
with practice and maturity - of his body, and his power. Sirius doubted that
many of the Aurors would truly understand what that would mean.
They had been defeated by a boy who couldn't fully utilise his abilities
simply because he was too young, but once he gained the maturity, and it was
maturity the Order would be rushing upon him, Harry would be able to use his
full abilities, at full power almost indefinitely, and then...
Well... Sirius smiled softly down at his Godson who had fallen asleep during
his brief introspection. As he had told Remus, they -
the Order, and he suspected soon the Ministry - had put Harry into the position
where his will would decide it all, but yet they had not checked what his will
truly was. They deserved what they were going to get. It would be an
interesting time.
He knew he should feel some urge to warn them or to protect the Order but
somehow he couldn't do it. Every time he tried to speak about it he would
remember wide green eyes clouded with pain, the way he had seen them in the
memories of Harry's time with the Dursley's, or he'd
see them mirrored with fear, the way they had been when they had rescued Harry
from the Dark Lord, although rescued was a relative term, and his heart
contracted sympathetically. He had no idea of the pain his Godson had endured,
he didn't want to know, but he knew that if this would make Harry happy then he
would support it. It wasn't the Order or the Ministry's fault but every time he
remembered those eyes he was reminded that his Godson was his life and he owed
it to the memory of Lily and James to make sure that their child was happy,
even if that meant destroying everything they had held dear, everything they
had died for. They would understand.
Harry wouldn't be able to sleep as peacefully as he did if they didn't
understand.
And so he remained silent.
Sirius rose from the bed, making sure the covers were snug around Harry
before he flipped the curtains closed on the canopy. He should go help Albus
argue that Harry's abilities were appropriate for one who was expected to go
against the Dark Lord. After all, how did they expect Harry to win against a man
who could destroy any of them with a mere flick of his hand, who's abilities
they all recognised as overwhelming, if his own abilities were not overwhelming
to the ordinary wizard?
Logic had never been the Ministry's or the Auror's
strong point, not as organisations. The canine animagus
hoped the individuals here would see the point. He wasn't sure what they would
do, or even what could be done if they didn't acknowledge it but if they didn't
see logic, or at least see Harry as a weapon they could use to fight then
things were going to get messy.
Just before he pulled the door closed he cast black eyes around the room
looking deep into the shadows. They seemed to blink back at him and Sirius
smiled, closing the door and casting a minor security charm on it before he
turned to exit his quarters. It was comforting to know that Harry was never
alone.
Right now he wasn't sure he wanted to leave Harry alone.
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Albus forced himself to remain calm as several Aurors shouted at him
together. They were not happy with this afternoon's proceedings and were
demanding 'answers'. Although what answers he could give them beyond what they
already knew was anyone's guess. His office seemed crowded with so many people
in it, and some of the paintings had made themselves scarce, preferring to find
somewhere quieter to spend their evening, or more likely, preferring to watch
from a place that was not so obvious. Albus could see some inconspicuous
clusters of watchers on one or two of the paintings that were shadowed. Other's
had chosen to remain in full view, glaring down at the rooms occupants as the
conversation shifted around them.
Some of them shared his frustrations with the Ministry's representatives as
evidenced by the scowls on their faces while others sat with studiedly neutral
visages. Old Studenhauge looked as pleasant and as
harmless as always, smiling benignly at the Aurors but Dumbledore knew that was
a ruse. Studenhauge had one of the keenest minds, and sharpest tongues of all the paintings in the
office, and always offered some of the best insights. Her analysis of this
meeting would be interesting... if he could persuade her to speak. She was
firmly of the belief that the living had to deal with their own problems.
Albus blinked once, carefully as his eyes roamed over the crest of Hogwarts
that was above the door. He could have sworn that the animal totems blinked at
him and as he kept his attention on the Crest, without looking at it he nodded
to himself, understanding. It appeared Harry's power was watching, even if the
boy could not.
A particularly loud shout reminded him to pay attention to the Aurors but
Dumbledore didn't really know what to do, not completely anyway.
What did they want him to say? Did they want him to say 'No, don't worry, it's just an illusion that you got defeated by a
fifteen year old boy'?
It wasn't and they had to accept that and the more important point that if
Harry could defeat them, then Voldemort could defeat them. They should use their
experience with Harry as a learning opportunity to see the flaws in their
techniques and to improve. They wouldn't though, not until he pointed out that
it was essential and that nothing would change until they did.
Or perhaps they would accept it if he pointed out that Harry belonged to the
Order of the Phoenix?
He didn't want to do that though, didn't want to be so blatant in stating that
Harry was the only weapon capable of fighting and winning against what Tom
Riddle had become, and that frankly, they should be on their knees thanking the
powers that be that they had been defeated today, because that meant that Harry
was on the way to fully harnessing his power. And once Harry fully controlled
all his power, then they, the Light could really begin to fight back.
Everything now was just a pre-cursor, just waiting for the time when they could
really fight.
And if Harry's demonstration today had been any indication... that time was
closer than he had thought.
Albus smiled at the idea and was mildly surprised when the Aurors fell
silent, most just gaping at the expression on his face. "It pleases me
that you are so concerned," he said conversationally. "But I am
forced to question exactly what it was you were expecting?" Perhaps he
could make them reach the answers themselves. Fawkes
trilled softly to confirm the question.
Before any of the Aurors could answer the gargoyle moved and Sirius entered
his already crowded office. The animagus cast a dark
look towards the black robed Ministry servants before he turned towards
Dumbledore. "He's asleep," Sirius said quietly, moving across the
office and taking a seat next to Remus. "He won
but it took everything he's got," he added, mostly for the benefit of the
Aurors.
Dumbledore nodded. Harry would be as good as new in the morning and prepared
to face his next OWL, Care of Magical Creatures, and he was fully expecting
another Outstanding result. Marchbanks
had already grumbled to him that it was not usual testing procedure to get a
dragon... Hagrid would be rapt if the examiners did
bring in a dragon but Albus was expecting something equally dangerous but
smaller.
Although the concept... that could be examined later.
The Aurors were now questioning Sirius - Did he know of his Godson's
ability? Had he taught him? What did he think of it? Was that really Harry?
Would he follow orders? - and Albus braced himself for
a brutally honest answer at the gleam deep in those pitch eyes. The animagus had never tolerated stupidity well.
"Yes," Sirius roared finally, getting their complete attention.
Silence fell throughout Dumbledore's office and Sirius continued softly
making sure all the Aurors had to strain to hear him. "Yes, I knew. No, I
did not teach him. I'm not surprised Harry has such power. The Dark Lord had to
fear him for some reason after all."
Dumbledore was careful to retain his grandfatherly expression at that
wondering if Sirius had truly thought of everything here and if it was wise to
reveal such information. The animagus continued
though, unabashed.
"Yes, that is really my Godson. Fawkes can
prove that because he is a full member of the Order of the Phoenix and the
question isn't if he can follow orders, rather, it's can you follow his?"
The last brought an outcry from most of the Ministry's Representatives. The
few that remained quiet had speculative looks. They had taken Sirius' comments
seriously and were considering what that meant for the war.
"When will he be able to fight?" One of them asked, finally, their
voice and question was pitched softly and was almost lost in the rest of the
random comments.
"Now," Sirius replied, ignoring the way Remus
squeezed his hand worriedly. "But I will not allow you anywhere near him
or him anywhere near a battle field until he comes of age. A date which I'm sure
you are all aware is rapidly approaching. I owe that much to Lily and James.
After that, we will see. Despite the display today he has yet to finish his
schooling and I refuse to let him be used as a weapon now with no thought to
his future and the skills he will need then."
The Aurors who had almost, despite their beating today and the outright
hypocrisy of the thought, to a man fallen in love with the idea of Harry
fighting seemed taken a back by Sirius' absolute tone.
"You can't do that!" One of the younger ones objected.
Sirius turned flat black eyes towards them. "Want to bet?" he
asked, the question a joke but his voice anything but. "I am Harry's legal
guarding because that was the wish of his parents, and until he comes of age,
that means you speak to me before you speak to him. And once he does come of
age you may speak with him but there is a Ministry Law, one which I'm sure you
are all familiar with that prevents Ministry employees from speaking with those
still in school in an official capacity without at least notifying their
guardians. I'll be expecting your owl, gentlemen.
"And finally there is a dual Ministry stipulation that firstly ensures
that all wizarding children must complete their
schooling except when they so choose to leave but it further stipulates that
even in desperate times the Ministry may not pull school age wizards away from
their studies without first providing for their future in a world where they
will be disadvantaged for not completing their basic education. So, should you
make any effort to coerce Harry into heaving his schooling of his own will I will be asking for the proof of this
second clause." Black eyes surveyed the room,
daring anyone to dissent.
Most of the Aurors shifted uncomfortably sensing the anger Sirius contained.
He had for the most part fully divested them of their righteous anger at being
defeated by a student and for a moment it seemed as if the meeting would
degenerated into silence, neither party willing to speak for the risk that
their words would be taken as a threat.
Finally Dumbledore spoke. "I'm sure the Order and the Ministry can work
together for the best possible outcome," he said soothingly, "for
both Harry and for the ultimate defeat of the Dark Lord. I however, agree with
Sirius that Harry is not to be approached until after he comes of age. After
that we can speak to him about the various options that are open to him and we
will use that time to develop these options. Right now, Harry is a child, we
cannot forget that. His power, while impressive is also unstable and he is one
who's power is unlikely to stabilise fully with a mere date."
"You mean he's going to be even more powerful?"
"Like you wouldn't believe," Sirius muttered under his breath
while Dumbledore took a more conciliatory note.
"Yes, we believe young Mr Potter's abilities will only fully stabilise
when his body reaches full maturity."
"But that could be years away!" One of the Aurors complained.
"How are we meant to fight before then?"
At last they came to the real question and while the Auror
who had asked had done so in a complaining tone he understood the problems they
were facing.
Sirius shrugged and with remarkable good humour, spoke. "Harry can help
you but for the moment there will be limitations on the help he gives."
"Such as?"
"If there is to be a Hogwarts Guard, Harry is to be assigned to that
but will be excused from most duties to attend class. He will, of course, as a
Member of the Order fight if the castle is attacked but he will not be
available for every battle. If there is an absolute emergency elsewhere you may
call upon him but the final decision on that will be left to Albus Dumbledore.
I want to protect him from being used continuously as a weapon. There is more
to life than that, and Harry like all others must be allowed to experience
that."
"Why are we so concerned with one adolescent wizard?" One of the
Aurors grumbled. "He's strong, sure but he's not that important."
Albus turned towards the Auror, a soft deceptive
smile on his lips. "Who else is going to fight Voldemort?" he asked
mildly, using the name deliberately.
The Head Auror, who had been silent until now,
nodded carefully. "It's true then," he murmured, looking over at the
Head Master.
"Yes, it's true," Dumbledore replied.
"I thought as much, I just did not expect it to be so plainly laid out.
We will abide by Mr Black's restrictions with one alteration. Where we are
planning a major battle, we reserve the right to plan Mr Potter into that
battle in advance, that way any interruption in his classes can be ameliorated
as much as possible. Although," the Auror
sniggered slightly, "from the looks of things he could probably be
teaching some of the classes."
"Probably," Dumbledore agreed amicably, before he became serious
again. "The Order will provide training for Harry over summer and work on
stabilising his power and finding out the limits of his abilities so that no
one is expecting too much and no one is left gapping when he does strike."
"I will be expecting a full report then, and him ready for combat when
the next semester starts. All information will of course be kept confidential
to myself, the Minister of Magic, those members of the
Order you tell, and to the Auror Battle Captains
Harry is assigned to, and even then information will be on need to know basis,
although I imagine Harry will be assigned in a sub-group under the command
group."
Sirius nodded. "That should be acceptable. We will keep you informed of
his progress," he added with a clear note of dismissal as he rose and
turned back towards the door. For now, he had more important considerations.
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