"I returned home after the removal but my family didn't take kindly to my presence. Their actions against me lead me to returning and staying at the Leaky Cauldron for the remainder of the summer where I studied all of the books I could get my hands on. With my eidetic memory, I was quickly able to learn and, from watching the people, I soon worked out how to blend. The removal of my blocks left me able to feel my magic and sense it on a deeper level - honestly, magic comes easily to me. Even without a wand I can manipulate my magic. It's a part of me. I can read about a spell once and get it right performing it after a few tries before I move on to the next. I can recall entire books, spells, and even rituals.
"After a few days of studying, another thought occurred to me and I started to see things clearly. Dumbledore had been sending money to my relatives, relatives who beat and starved me and, although I cannot prove it, I would bet he knew how I was treated. It's then when I went to see my healer and had the abuse treated. Why he has done these things I don't know, but he did them. He manipulated my life from the very moment he heard that prophecy. He wanted me to become his prophesized little Light warrior, somebody he could mould and manipulate."
Harry sat back then and allowed the flame to diminish, allowing the men to fully digest his entire story.
"That is quite a tale," Filius said after a long pause.
Harry nodded his head to acknowledge him. "Yet you believe me." "I do," the part goblin admitted. It was a far-fetched tale, but he did believe it.
"Why you? You clearly don't think the prophecy has much credit. So why you?" Lucius said.
Harry knew the answer to this probably laid with his soulmate, but he didn't want them knowing about that, so instead he smirked darkly. "I was born under a lucky moon. A cursed star - maybe I kicked puppies in my last life?" He said sarcastically before adding in a normal tone, "I honestly don't know - yet."
"You think he set everything up. The prophecy and all that followed?" Severus asked, his voice sounding rough. That night he had lost his best friend and he had blamed himself. He had lived for years with that crushing guilt weighing him down.
"I find it odd that he would hold an interview in a pub during a period of civil unrest. A pub which is notorious for its reputation," Harry said.
Lucius nodded and Severus looked shocked as he too realised the facts made little sense. How he hadn't noticed before he didn't know.
"You suspect more foul stated.
play," Filius
"I do. Either the entire prophecy is fake or just the delivery." Harry's words made the entire room silent again.
"So you've never trusted him? The entire time you've been in our world?" Filius asked eventually.
"No, and I never will. I am not the little Light warrior he wanted. I will find out what he has planned for me and I will have my revenge."
"You're Dark," Lucius said.
"My magic is Dark, but I am not evil. I am not, nor will I ever be, a Dark Lord. I would never murder innocents nor do I care about blood status, creatures, or other frivolous things like that." "Not a Lord?" Sirius asked, surprised Harry felt the need to say that.
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"No, I have friends."
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"Friends who would follow you, trust you, fight for you."
"I would never ask that of them."
"You won't have to, they will do it anyway," Lucius said, agreeing with Severus. Harry frowned. "How did we get onto this? I have no plans on being the next Dark Lord. I honestly just wanted you to know why Dumbledore is obsessed with me."
Filius, who had taken a step back as he listened, laughed slightly. "Sometimes you don't have a choice."
"I trust you will all keep this information to yourselves?" Harry asked.
"Yes," they all agreed.
"I will also watch out for you around Dumbledore. I have been doing so more diligently this year but now that I know why, I will try harder," Filius said. "As will I," Severus said.
Harry nodded his head. His privacy wards would make it so they kept their words, but he liked to hear them vow their silence. He trusted them.
After the conversation, Harry left the room and returned to Ravenclaw Tower. In the boy's absence, Sirius looked around at the shocked faces of the other men.
"So, any questions?" he asked, clicking his fingers and asking an elf to bring a bottle of firewhiskey and some tumblers.
"His power—how?" Lucius said. As Harry was leaving, he had re-masked his power and it was then that Lucius finally realised just how much magic he was hiding.
"I honestly don't know. He wasn't lying when he spoke about being able to learn a spell in a few minutes - I've seen him do it. I've never seen somebody so in tune with their own magic; it's as easy as breathing for him."
"How advanced is he?" Filius asked. He knew Harry was beyond his year group and, as a teacher, he knew the boy would be bored in classes. Still, he feared pulling him out and gaining Dumbledore's attention.
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