Chapter - 12 : Flight Choices part - 4
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"Lucius?"
"Yeah."
Hagrid's face was a mixture of being livid, serious, and grim.
"The Death Eaters are still here, aren't they?" Harry asked quietly.
"I'm 'fraid some are, Harry."
"They're waiting for him to return, aren't they?"
Hagrid didn't answer, but by the look on is face, Harry knew the answer.
"Is there anything else you need ter tell me?" Hagrid asked.
"Uh, well…actually…"
"There's somethin' else?" Hagrid asked.
"I've sort of been having these, I suppose you could call them 'phase outs'…"
"'Phase outs'?"
"Sometimes I get these quick flashes of memories when I see something that I guess triggers them."
Harry looked down.
"I know what happened to Neville's parents. That was part of the reason I definitely decided to get to know him after helping him find his toad. When he got his toad back, and after that whole thing with Malfoy on the train we told you about, he introduced himself. When I heard his last name, I got this flash of this woman telling Voldemort that they had taken care of the Longbottoms, and that there were now two less…'Au-rors?'"
"Yes, they were great Aurors — dark wizard catchers," Hagrid said sadly, exhaling shakily, the realization that Harry was really seeing Voldemort's memories, shaking him more than hearing hisname ever could.
"I've seen other things too," Harry said, progressing slowly and carefully, despite how much he just wanted to poor it all out. He had never been able to share this with anyone before.
"Like what?"
"Things from when he was a boy. He wasn't very good on a broom," Harry said, smiling a little.
"Have you seen anything else?"
"Just little things, like some memories about his classes. Professor Binns has always been, er…boring…"
Hagrid chuckled at that, before clearing his throat. There was a long pause.
"Well, do yer want anything? I'm gonna get a drink fer meself."
"No, I'm good," Harry said.
Hagrid got up and went to some cabinets. When he came back, he found Harry sleeping soundly. Not having the heart to wake him, he instead retrieved a blanket, and covered him.
"Yer parents would be awf'ly proud of yeh," he whispered, before quietly sitting back down, his eyes falling upon the lightning shaped scar that seemed to gleam in the firelight.
"Where is he right now?" Dumbledore asked.
"He's at Hagrid's at the moment. Right after he woke up, he seemed pretty determined to go to him. I figured there wasn't any harm in that," McGonagall said.
Dumbledore stood up, his blue starred robe and matching hat upon him.
"Did you look at the dormitory?" he asked as they left his office.
"No, I knew you would want to be told as soon as possible."
Dumbledore nodded. "Right assumption."
They headed to the Gryffindor Tower.
"I think we should see the damage done, I don't want to make Harry any more uncomfortable than he already is."
"I agree."
They came to the dorms, and gave a knock on the door before entering.
"Professor Dumbledore," Ron said, trying to keep his voice from shaking. He hadn't expected Harry to be back already, but upon quick observation, Ron and the others saw that Harry wasn't with them.
The room was a little better. What little that could be properly 'reparo'ed had been, but the curtains were beyond the repair abilities of a first year, so they had folded them the best they could and put them aside.
The beds were still in the positions they had been shaken to, which could only be noticed by the careful eye of someone like Dumbledore or McGonagall.
Dumbledore took in the room, taking into account that Harry's friends had cleaned it up some.
What kind of dream he must have had to cause this…Dumbledore thought. And what power he must possess.
"I thought it best that I come and talk to you all before allowing Harry to come back. What happened?" he asked, instinctively looking to Ron.
"I, uh…woke up to a glass shaking, and saw that Harry was having a nightmare. I tried to wake him up, but he just wouldn't. Right after, most of this happened," he said, motioning to the gathered broken things and folded torn curtains. "Neville then left to go get help. Harry was really upset when he woke up, sir," Ron finished, not wanting to tell exactly how upset.
"Thank you, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore said, stepping more into the room.
He looked around, as if seeing more than what the others could, before pulling out his wand. With a few quick swishes, jabs, and some whispers the room was transformed back to how it was.
Ron and the other boys were dumbfounded.
"I suggest you four go ahead and sleep, Mr. Potter may or may not come back to sleep here tonight," Dumbledore said, dimming the lights, but catching the hesitancy from Ron and Neville.
He has good friends…and he's going to need them, Dumbledore thought, before leaving with McGonagall as the boys reluctantly tucked themselves in.
Hagrid heard them coming, so quietly got up, and went outside.
"Professors," Hagrid greeted.
"How is he, Hagrid?" McGonagall asked.
"Sleeping now," he said gruffly.
"Did he talk to you?" McGonagall asked.
"Yeah, but he said he'd rather no one else know about what…" Hagrid trailed off, looking at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore put his hand up, not needing any other explanations.
"Harry trusts you, Hagrid, I'm not going to undermine what you have built with him," Dumbledore said. "However, anything that you feel you can tell us would be appreciated."
"Of course, sir. Um…" Hagrid thought for a moment, trying to decide what he could tell them.
"I can't tell yeh the details, obviously, but these dreams…are of a ser'us nature, and I think I can safely tell yuh, without betrayin' Harry's wishes, that he has been havin' 'em for as long as he can remember. And the last one as bad as this happened over a year ago."
Dumbledore gave a small nod.
"I think it would be best for Harry to stay here for the night, doesn't really make much sense to wake him when morning will be here soon," Dumbledore said. "That way also, you can keep an eye on him, in case he has another nightmare, Hagrid. Minerva will tell his friends to bring a set of clothes tomorrow morning. Luckily, tomorrow is the weekend, so no classes to fall asleep in."
Hagrid nodded as Dumbledore and McGonagall went back to the castle.
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