A Serious Conversation

"You are correct Harry," Dumbledore nodded. "I do control the wards as I am headmaster but I do not have the ability to track everyone through them. If it was perhaps a small home with a few people then I could easily have the wards set up to be able to tell me where people are and if they leave, but with this many people anyone could be overwhelmed if they focused on the wards for even a second. Imagine it, you look into the wards and then your brain is automatically told where hundreds of different people, ghosts and magical creatures are."

"Thought so, my next guess was that your glasses would be charmed to see through cloaks."

"Ah, a genius idea, but not true. No, these glasses are simply because my vision is not what it used to be." Dumbledore replied, though he didn't mention how even if he had his glasses charmed they wouldn't allow him to see through Harry's cloak.

"I thought so, that's why I went with my next guess, it was more simper. You placed a tracking charm on the cloak." Harry replied. "It makes sense, you give me the cloak but also put a tracking charm on so you know where I am. Can you remove it by the way?" Harry asked as he held his cloak out.

"You're asking me to remove it?" Dumbledore asked in an amused voice. "I must confess that I did not expect that. Do tell me Harry, why should I remove it?"

"Because you gave it to me to use, and I'm not going to use it if I worry about being tracked all the time." Harry shrugged.

"You make a good point," Dumbledore said with a small smile before he waved his wand over the cloak. "I give you my word when I say that I no longer have anyway to track the cloak." Dumbledore spoke. "However I would like for you to remember that if I catch you using it to break more rules then it will be confiscated for the year."

"Why did you give it me anyway?" Harry asked. "I can't imagine many headmasters giving students invisibility cloaks."

"The reason is a simple one Harry," Dumbledore replied. "it was your father's. He gave it me to study before he died, I could not give it to you when you were younger because you were living with the Dursley's. I had planned to give it you for your first Christmas."

"Hmm, what about the mirror?" Harry asked as he gestured to the mirror. "I saw my parents in it."

"Ah," Dumbledore sighed. "I suppose you would have. When you look at the inscription on the mirror, does it mean anything to you?"

"Not really." Harry shook his head.

"And if you read it in reverse?" Dumbledore asked. Harry frowned but did read the mirror in reverse.

"I show not your face, but your hearts desire." Harry read. "So the mirror shows what we want to see."

"The happiest man alive would be able to look into this mirror and see nothing, nothing but himself. You, Mr Potter, who have been denied your family all of your life will look into the mirror and see them, standing alongside you. The mirror will be moved tonight, I ask that you please do not go looking for it, many have been driven to madness, seeing things that aren't real."

"I understand," Harry sighed. "what about you, Professor? What do you see?" Harry asked.

"Me? I see myself holding a pair of socks. Everyone always sends me books, but you can never have enough socks." Dumbledore replied with a smile tugging on his lips.

"You know if you didn't want to tell me then you could have just said." Harry rolled his eyes. "Anyway, am I in trouble for being out late?"

"It is Christmas," Dumbledore said, more to himself than Harry. "I suppose I can make an exception for the night."

"Thank you." Harry nodded just before Jet hissed. "Jet says thank you as well." Harry added when Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"You are both welcome. Harry, can you come to my office tomorrow after breakfast please?"

"Why sir?" Harry asked.

"There is a serious conversation I need to have with you," Dumbledore said in a tired voice. "you may end up hating me at the end of it but it's one I feel would be best had sooner rather than later. But for tonight, you may enjoy your sleep." Harry frowned at that but nodded and put his cloak on, just to check it was really working he paused to give Dumbledore the finger. When Dumbledore showed no reaction Harry shrugged before walking out the room, Dumbledore stared at the door when it closed. "I truly hope you'll be able to forgive me, Harry." Dumbledore sighed before rubbing his eyes.

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