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Chapter XLVI - The Three Sides of Hogwarts

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Sirius paced back and forth in his quarters at Hogwarts. It had
seemed so easy last night. Harry had chosen to go after his beloved and for him
the only choice had been to follow Harry to protect his Godson.
But then he'd seen who Harry loved and if it hadn't have been for the
shadowy presences guiding his movements he would have turned to his Godson and
demanded an explanation then and there, regardless of who was watching,
regardless of the consequences. But they had stopped him, telling him that it
was Harry's choice and then showing him what to do to destroy the vampires.
He'd followed their instructions, finally apparating back to Hogwarts where he'd met with Dumbledore
to tell the ancient wizard about the Death Eater incursion all at their
instruction and backed by their power when necessary because he had not been
fit to act on his own.
The man had told him to rest, going so far as to see that he was escorted to
his quarters and he could sense the guards outside even now. He couldn't rest,
not now, not when he knew the truth. It had seemed so easy then but it was
anything but.
How could Harry love that man? Was he even a man? How had it
happened? How anything!
He wanted answers but the only one who could answer him was Harry and at the
moment he wasn't available and he didn't know where his Godson had apparated to with the Dark Lord. It was so frustrating! How
could this have happened?
::Because it was inevitable.::
"No!" Sirius snarled. "I don't believe that."
::Because it was his choice.::
"So why did he choose it?"
::It will make him happy.::
"Volde-fucking-mort will make him happy?"
Sirius hissed the question with a passion would have done any serpent proud.
::Yes. He will make our Master happy.::
"How?" Sirius was angry and he couldn't
hide it.
::Because he alone will understand.::
"Understand what?" His vision went red.
::Everything.:: They paused. ::We
will protect him, even against you,:: the shadows' power pulsed around him,
threatening and warning but still for the moment keeping its distance from him.
::This is the only way for him to be truly happy.::
The power flared again in a warning that was not necessary.
The anger seemed to drain out of him all at once at the words. "The only way?" He whispered.
::The only way,:: the Shadows confirmed.
"Voldemort will not hurt him?"
::Never.::
"Voldemort will not betray him?"
::Never.::
"Voldemort will not use him?"
::Never.::
"Voldemort truly loves him?"
::For all time.::
"Harry..." Sirius whispered the word, looking up at the ceiling.
"Harry," he cried the name.
Sirius gulped, sniffing deeply. "James... I'm sorry. I am so
sorry." This was the ultimate betrayal of his friend but he could not help
it. The shadows wrapped around him and he felt warm, they were supporting him
as he cried.
::Shhh...:: They
whispered under his hearing, soothing but strong.
He rocked back and forth as the tears streamed down his face, murmuring his
apologies to his dead friend. When he was almost cried out he felt several
shadows enter him gently, slipping into his bloodstream and pulsing through
him. ::You are one of us now,:: the voice was no
longer external.
"James," Sirius whispered, as he wiped his eyes. "I will
protect him, James. I swore once that I would guide him James, but I also swore
that I would let him be his own man. Guess we never saw this one coming! But I
will be his guardian for all time. I will stand with him. I will protect him,
James. It isn't what we expected but if he is happy... if he is happy, James,
watch him and be proud."
He glanced down, feeling strangely at peace. "I guess I'd better go to
breakfast," he said quietly, looking around for a fresh set of robes.
***
Dumbledore looked at the gathered Hogwarts students quietly, his eyes
sombre. He knew Tom had followers here but he had never dreamt that it had gone
so far, but the bodies retrieved did not lie and the Dark Mark was burned into
their arms. He knew then that there were others here, who hadn't died, hiding
amongst the students and there were the one's who'd taken Harry for Tom. It had
been a well co-ordinated effort, as all the events last night had been until Lucius Malfoy's rebellion had
struck.
He turned blue eyes towards Draco but the blond lad was sitting quietly as
he ate, giving no indication that he knew of his father's plans. It was
possible that was the case but the Headmaster couldn't shake the thought that
Draco knew something.
The media didn't know yet, but they would soon. He had ordered Sirius to
rest last night, he wasn't sure the man had but he was sure that Mr Black had
at least spent the night in his chambers, which would hopefully give him the
strength now to go on.
It would not be easy once the media knew Harry was gone... Although, he gave
a wry smile, Snape had suggested that in the chaos
Harry would probably escape. It had been a snappish, snide comment but it did
betray Severus' worry. Albus was worried but he knew
Harry was resourceful and no matter what most people believed to the contrary,
the Dark Lord was still courting, he would not hurt Harry. Not physically at
least.
There was a rather large and conspicuous empty spot at the Gryffindor table.
Miss Weasley was still in the infirmary and her
brothers and Miss Granger were with her. There was some quiet speculation about
that and it was slowly growing. He sighed, best to deal with that now.
Dumbledore slowly rose to his feet as Minerva tapped her glass to bring the
students to attention. He looked around slowly, noting the worried looks on
many of the faces looking up at him. They might be young, but many had already
read the paper and knew what that meant, they were not stupid. Even some of the
youngest looked scared, knowing that even though they were witches and wizards,
it may not be enough to save them from the Dark Lord.
"Last night, as I'm sure many of you are aware, the Lord Voldemort
launched attacks on many Wizarding Buildings
throughout our country and I'm sure many of you are also aware of what the Auror's are saying. You are all old enough to understand
the truth, so I will not hide it. It was a very close thing and had it not been
for a Rebellion within his ranks, Hogwarts may this morning have been the last
hope for the Wizarding world.
"But this is not the case and while names have been named in the paper,
we will not judge any related to those names. The actions of one are not
the actions of another and everyone here will remember that. Anyone
found prosecuting another student will be suspended without question.
"However, last night Hogwarts was not spared attack as the Daily
Prophet would have you believe. A small group of Death Eaters were
dispatched and with some help from several students here they infiltrated the
castle. Their task was very specific and as I'm sure you have noticed there are
missing places from both the Gryffindor and Slytherin
tables." Dumbledore's voice was serious and his eyes, while still
twinkling, did not show their usual mirth.
"While it pains me their mission succeeded and Harry Potter has been
removed from the confines of this castle."
He paused as intense speculation broke out at his words but he hastened to
reassure them. "Miss Virginia Weasley, her
brothers and Miss Granger are absent at the moment because Miss Weasley is currently indisposed in the infirmary. They were
not involved with the attack in any way."
There was a collective sigh of relief from throughout the room and he
couldn't help but feel a small surge of pride. It appeared that everyone had
been worrying and while there was still worry for Harry, it was good to see
that at least some students had been worried about his friends. They would need
that unity to fight.
The twinkle in his eyes died and his voice became stern as he continued, any
feeling of a gentle patriarch vanishing from his stance. "Unfortunately,
the other absences' at the Slytherin table are not due
to anything so benign. Several students who, we believe, helped Lord Voldemort's forces enter the castle have fallen.
Notification has been sent to their parents and the Auror's
notified. The cause of death has yet to be determined but it appears likely
that the Death Eaters, once the students fulfilled their task, were under
orders to execute their young helpers. Such is the way of the Dark Lord so let
this be a warning to you all."
A shiver passed through much of the Hall and Dumbledore suppressed a smile.
It was a thought to give the potential followers of the Dark Lord pause and
they should be aware that swearing loyalty to him was not a guarantee of
survival.
***
What? Draco almost shouted as Dumbledore made his announcement but he
was wise enough to hold his tongue. That had not happened! Potter was
dead! They couldn't hide that. And the Slytherin
students had not been part of the Dark Lord's forces, he had checked that
carefully. There were one or two seventh years who were almost Death Eaters and
his Father had warned him off asking them for help and while those who had
helped last night would probably have become Death Eaters, none of them were in
contact with the Dark Lord. And since there had been no Death Eaters here last
night, how could they have been killed by the Dark Lord's forces?
Potter’s pet basilisk had killed them and Dumbledore was covering that
up! Dumbledore was covering it all up. He wouldn't have believed it
possible but he was hearing it. What had Black told them? He cast grey
eyes towards the man but the dog was slowly munching calmly through a piece of
toast. He was not in the least bit distraught.
That was not right.
He blinked carefully, as a sense of unease crept around him when Black
glanced at him. Draco almost swore the man was laughing at him and that just
could not be. We killed him! Why isn't he raging?
There was something else happening here and Draco didn't know what it was.
He had actually been expecting to be hauled out of bed last night once the dog
recovered enough to go barking to Dumbledore that he'd killed precious Potter
but nothing had happened. Everyone involved last night had left a doppelganger
in the Slytherin Common Room, doppelgangers that had
been spotted by almost all their house and Severus Snape several times when he checked the room. Had they
discovered that and decided that Black was mistaken in his claims that they had
killed Potter? Then why was he so calm and why was he still there, not hauled
off to St Mungo's?
But if Black was here, and Black was calm, was Potter really alive? He and
his followers had left as soon as Potter's body had hit the floor, so could
Potter have been faking it?
No! I killed him. I saw the curse hit with my own eyes. Potter survived
the Dark Lord as a baby because it bounced off, it did not bounce last night!
Potter is dead and this is just their pathetic excuse to try to catch us off
guard. It's not going to work.
Serendipitously Draco shook his head at his new followers. "Behave as
usual," he whispered under his breath, willing them all to hear him.
"They will have to tell the truth eventually and if we tell them, they
will know we were involved. We say nothing and wait for the Ministry to
fall."
There were small nods from all around and Draco smirked. He almost laughed
when he realised that a large number of students were looking at him and had
interpreted his smirk as his approval that Potter was gone. Well, let them
think what they would. They were all living on borrowed time and borrowed hope
and that would be crushed soon enough.
He knew the truth.
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