Harry laughed, "You wouldn't want to upset your brothers now would you Ronald? I hear they're quite good with charms," The words seemed to snap something in Ron and he launched himself at Harry. "You're supposed to be my friend. You could have been a proper hero! Somebody who fights slimy snakes, instead you're friends with them! and to make it worse you've turned by brothers into cowards like you!"
Harry seeing Ron's fist coming his way, Harry moved swiftly focusing his magic on the boy and causing him to freeze. He was fed up or dealing with Ron's childish antics, he was fed up of acting like a child and he was fed up of people thinking he was so easy to manipulate and control. Feeling his control slip Harry let out a fraction of his power.
Ron felt the pressure of Harrys magic wrap around him and it made him want to shiver, it was so cold and foreboding. It felt like static, the calm moment before lightning strikes in a storm.
"Erm Harrison, you may want to let him go," Blaise said, the first of his group to pull themselves out from their shock. They hadn't felt Harry's magic like this before, and Blaise being who he was recognised it for what it was, dark.
Harry allowed his magic to settle and drew it back, leaving Ron on the floor panting and looking at him with scared blue eyes. The red head had lost the red in his face and now looked close to passing out.
"I would suggest you go now," Harry said his voice glacial. Weasley seemed to finally realise he had lsot this round or whatever and gracelessly hurled himself away from the group which had started to gain attention from those around them.
"Harry, that was…" Neville said before drifting of, unsure of what that was… it had felt powerful and scary.
Draco and the rest of the Slytherins however shared knowing looks, not entirely surprised, they had been feeling Harrys magic slowly seeping out recently. Even the twins recognised the power.
Standing Harry focused on re-building his shields, he had a theory about why he was struggling but he wasn't sure… Walking towards the door leading out of the hall Harry didn't check to see if his friends were coming, he didn't need to as he could feel their aura's following him. He could feel eyes on him, but he contained himself, walking as calmly as he cold away from the great hall.
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Moments later.
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The Headmasters Office, Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
~ Albus sat in his chair and pensively thought about the power he had just felt coming from the boy- This just would not do, he had placed blocks on the boy and had thought they had held but know he was unsure…
"You need to get him under control Albus. Ron's been telling me that he's managed to manipulate the twins. Oh, my poor babies!" Molly ranted as she sat opposite the wizened old wizard. Her moods quickly flipping between raving mad to worried and back in the matter of seconds.
"Yes, but the boy is protected-" Albus said, hating the words and the truth they held. Harry knew of his position in their society, he was an acknowledged heir to at least two notable houses, and his had friends with equally powerful parents and guardians.
"He's a child! Do something!" she interrupted. Refusing to have all she had worked for and been promised squandered!
"I shall, but we must be smart about this, patient."
"If you get rid of that scoundrel Black then Harry will be forced to rely on you." Molly said, the bitterness she felt towards Black not having ebbed away. She blamed him for the taint on her precious little girls record, her permanent record!
Albus hummed, he had been considering the option more and more recently. Sirius was becoming too much of a problem and his growing friendship with Lucius Malfoy was the least of it- he had reclaimed his Wizengamot seat and taken to actively participation in votes, he was becoming a thorn in Albus's side, choosing to vote against him and actually use his family name for the considerable power it held and the influence it still possessed. He was also using his new found political command to sway others against him… Yes, Black would have to go, he needed Harry under his control and he needed the world to stop questioning his greatness. Yes, the prophesy would be fulfilled and he, Albus Percival Wulferic Brian Dumbledore would once again be the hero of the wizarding world.
~ Phineas watched from his portrait as the headmaster plotted the death of his heir and current head of the Black family. Oh, how he wished he could curse the man, wished he could show him why the Black family was so feared. But he knew his heir wouldn't let him down, he would show the speckled old coot why one should never mess with a Black.
Reappearing in his counter portrait in the London town house, Phineas summoned the elf Kreacher to fetch his heir or the wolf...he would warn them of the headmasters plans.
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Grimmauld Place, London. ~
Sirius sighed as he looked at the door to the ritual room, he and Remus had performed the ritual for Harry two weeks ago on Imbolc, the holiday celebrating the first day of spring. His feelings towards the matter had not mellowed, he was still torn but he knew he had to do this for Harry. He also knew that he had bigger things to worry about, such as Albus Dumbledore and his new decision to kill him.
He knew that the man was serious and honestly, he did feel some trepidation, but he knew he couldn't stand down. He would be there for Harry, no matter what or who stood against him. ~
Back to Hogwarts.
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