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Chapter 10
AN: I've added this chapter for those of you who download the stories, like i do. Important!!!! this story is being rewritten under Harry Potter Breaks Free. i will still be deleting this version on a later date. just figured some of you would like what i completed first.
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Harry celebrated his birthday while everyone was celebrating the final down fall of Voldemort. He took his OWL's and NEWT's like he had planned and did study History and was hoping to be taken on as a Professor for History until the DADA spot was open.
He had one final conversation with Dumbledore. On the last week of August Dumbledore came to Grimmuald Place.
"Harry, my dear boy, I was hoping we could talk." He said after Harry opened the door.
"Sure, come on in. we can sit in the kitchen. Dobby should have tea ready. I'm going to be moving soon and I need to get this house ready to be vacated. So you're lucky you caught me here." Harry said leading the Headmaster to the kitchen, which still looked bright and new.
"I have a few things I need to talk to you about, Harry" the old wizened man said as he sat at the table. Harry noticed that he looked really bad, like he was feeling his 115 years all at once. "Don't worry Harry, my time is coming soon. I've had enough time to make sure no one suffers when I go to my next great adventure." Dumbledore said calmly, he really didn't fear death sometimes he almost welcomed it. When he felt he had been too long in this world. "I came to you today hoping we could clear somethings up. I want you to know that I've always done what I felt was right for the Greater Good…"
Harry interrupted him, "What is the Greater Good, how is putting one live above another good for anyone. Do you really feel that you are above all us other mere mortals that you can play God? Headmaster I will never understand that. Just like I will never understand that you let some people, good people, die while trying to save others that have caused more harm. There are laws for a reason you know. And it wasn't just one man making those laws; it was a group of men that argued about them and then passed the ones they thought would be helpful. That is what a government is for you know. You should know this being the head of two government bodies."
"Sometimes even great men don't look at the bigger picture, Harry, and it is up to us to use our knowledge to help turn all we can to the light…" Dumbledore started to explain only to be interrupted again.
"Voldemort was looking at a bigger picture, as was Hitler. Their bigger picture is what they thought they needed to make a world that they thought would be more powerful." Harry said shaking his head, 'did all powerful men think this way? If so I don't want to be powerful.' Returning to the conversation before him, "Headmaster, I think you've been in charge for far too long. You know that is why Ministers can only hold office for a few years, so they don't let power go to their head. Don't get me wrong I do admire all you've try to do, I just feel that you could have done it a lot better if you let people know just what you were doing." Harry said shaking his head a little.
"Harry, I do care for you and I wanted you to have a good life. I felt I knew what I was doing. With the prophecy and the horcrux in your scar I felt that there was nothing I could do to save you. Please, you have to understand, if I trained you and let you get powerful and you killed Voldemort or he killed you before I could find the rest of his horcruxes then the war would have been lost. You were the one foretold to beat him. I would hunt the horcruxes and you would be his main focus, as you were while you were in school. Please you have to understand I only did what I did for the Greater Good." Dumbledore tried again. He didn't want to pass this world with Harry still mad at him.
"That is exactly my point. You didn't talk to anyone about what you were doing. The horcrux could have been removed from my head day after it was placed there. Snape and others could have helped you find the horcruxes a long time ago. None of my school years would have been as bad if you trusted people to know things you don't." Harry looked dead into Dumbledore's eyes and said, "I don't think we are ever going to see eye to eye on this. I try not to hate you for the hell you made my life because I know you are a good man. But, I am really disappointed in the fact that you can't trust anyone but you want them to trust you."
The conversation went on like that for ½ hour, either man getting their point across. Dumbledore passed on because of the curse and the Wizarding World mourned his passing. He and Harry never really settled anything because Dumbledore always used the excuse that he did what was right for the 'Greater Good'. And Harry never felt that was good enough. Dumbledore last act as Headmaster was to get rid of Binns so Harry could teach.
Everyone moved out of Grimmauld Place and Harry was there all by himself. He split his time between there and Godric Hallow when he was not at Hogwarts. Godric Hallow was actually decorated pretty well.
Hermione and Snape finally asked for their books and Harry was more than happy to let them have them now that all the curses were removed.
"Potter, you know that when that mangy mutt of yours passed on he left me some books from the Black library. Now that the war is over and the Headmaster has gone on to his," here Snape sneered with a painful look, "next great adventure. I require those tomes if you would be so kind."
"Sure, I had always wondered why you never came and got them beforehand. I told Dumbledore months ago that I knew about the will." Harry shrugged and led the way to the library, it looked much better in here without the dust and the dark magic that polluted the air, "here you go, this is the potion section. Take the number of books left to you in the will." His face lite up with a wondering expression, "Hey, now that you don't have to worry about Azkaban are you going to continue teaching, 'cause now that I'm not a student I can tell you, you suck at teaching." He held up his hands in a placating manner, "You're great a potions, I don't know of anyone better than you. But you really do suck as a teacher."
"Stupid boy, of course I'm not staying in the dreadfully, cheery castle with all you dunderheads that can't tell one end of a cauldron from another. I've already moved out and Minerva has already replaced me. I will leave this forsaken country as soon as I retrieve these books. Not that it is any of your business." Snape snapped at Harry.
"Well, I would say I hate to see you go, but that would be a lie. So I'll just say good luck with whatever you do." Harry said holding out his hand.
Snape looked at the hand with mild distaste; nevertheless placed his hand in Harry's and shook it. Though they had a truce with each other these two men will never be friends.
Harry went to the twins shop to give them the timer. Now that they were not at their mom's house he felt more comfortable giving it to them. They were grown men after all if they got hurt it would be their own fault.
"Hey guys," he said as he entered the shop, "got some place we can talk?" he asked looking around the busy shop. Summer was really good business for the twins. School would be starting soon and the students wanted to stock up it seemed. He was going to have to watch out now that he was a professor.
"Hey Harry…" George said
"good to see you. What…" Fred said
"can we do…"
"for our wonderful…"
"magnificent..."
"hero today?"
"Knock it off you two. I wasn't the only one in that battle you know. Anyway let's go somewhere we can talk. I've got pressies." Harry said waving a box in front of the twins faces.
"Oh, pressies." The twins said together leading Harry to the back room where they experimented. "Give us pressies now that we are all alone." The boys joked. Harry laughed and threw the box between them letting them wrestle each other for it. George finally won and opened the box. He saw the timer and the pamphlet and looked to Harry with awe. "Harry, are you serious? You want to give this up. Do you know what we can do with this? If only use it one of us at a time we can create marvels." He handed the box to Fred whose eyes got just as big as his brothers.
"Yeah I know what can be done with that little beauty. I will remind you to make sure you have a loo though and plenty of food." Harry warned remembering the first two times he used the timer in his room at Privet Dr. "I've thought long and hard about this and feel that it would be best served with you guys. Besides you can always leave it to me in your will. That way it will go into my vault and whatever kids I have can't have it until they are adults. Or do the same for your kids if you plan on keeping it. It is completely up to you."
"Harry you are the best partner anyone could ask for." Fred said jumping up from his chair and toppling Harry to the floor. Followed closely by his brother. The three joked and played around for a while until hunger set in and they parted ways back to their homes for the night.
He told Ron and Hermione everything that happened to him that year. They were not very understanding and chastised Harry for keeping secrets. 'Oh well this was something we are going to have to work out, maybe it's for the best cause if they were really my friends they would understand. Then again if I was their friend then maybe I should try and be a little more understanding. I hope things work out.' Harry thought to himself.
Harry wrote one last letter to the Prophet.
Dear Wizarding World
I want to thanks everyone for listening to me this last year. I'm hoping to make this world a better place. I want to remind everyone that the Ministry works for you whether you're pure-blood, half-blood or muggle-born. We must stop the hate that is plaguing our world and work to make sure that the next dark lord that comes has little to work with. Ministry jobs need to open to everyone. Magical creatures need to be studied from and unbiased point of view and the laws revamped.
I have done my part and will do what I can to promote good will. However it's not just my job to make the world a better place that can only be done if we all work together. If you feel that the Ministry is not doing a good job then tell them. They can only know what you want if you let them know.
I once again thank all those who fought and died in the finale battle and want you all to remember them.
Thanks again
Lord Harry James Potter-Black