Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
Born: August 17th 1881 Mould-on-the-Wold, Britain
England,
Great
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Marital Status: Single
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~ Not reading the entire file, Alia instead wrote about their recent eting and the implications of it. She knew there was sothing more going on between Dumbledore and the Potter boy, but she didn’t know what. Dumbledore’s recent behaviour was inexcusable and the information being brought to light about him made Alia wonder about his past actions. His famous defeat of Gellert Grindelwald had made it so nobody questioned him too harshly—he was given untold amount of freedoms to do as he pleased and Alia wondered what it was he had actually done. The rumours and allegations she was hearing and suspected to be true did not paint a pleasant picture.
What she didn’t understand is: why? Why he was acting in such a way? What is his goal? The unknown answers frustrated her.
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Headmaster’s Office, Hogwarts
"I believe we are done here," Sirius said, his tone of voice leaving no room for question.
Albus nodded and held his tongue. "Yes, you may use my Floo to leave."
"I think I shall walk and apparate. I wish to speak to my son," Sirius said.
"A splendid idea. Perhaps you would care for a cup of tea before you go? I wish to talk to you about Harry’s classes," Filius said quickly. "Both Severus and Lucius are welco to join us."
"Very well," Severus conceded.
The n all left the office after sending the headmaster cool looks, Harry following behind them silently.
Sirius smiled down at him. "So how’s your year been? Dull?" he asked.
Harry smirked. "Dreadfully so."
"I’ve got to say pup, you really don’t do things by halves—the Lockhart situation or gaining a crazy crush." Harry shrugged. "Both were out of my control. Well, the Lockhart one wasn’t really, but I didn’t make other people follow my example."
"The Board is attempting to find a suitable replacent while the ministry is organising an investigation into his claims," Lucius said.
"Please do let know what they find."
Severus snorted quietly. "I have a feeling you already know," he said.
Sirius looked up then and finally noted the change in Severus. The other man hadn’t changed that much from school, but now he held an air of confidence he had once lacked. Harry looked innocently at the n and batted his eyelashes. "Who ?"
Filius chuckled. "You may join us for tea as well if you fancy, Harry, or perhaps sothing to eat. I know you didn’t have chance for dinner."
The words seed to remind Harry’s body that he was hungry and his stomach growled. Sirius frowned and looked over Harry with concern. He noticed that Harry was still small for his age, but it wasn’t as dramatic as last year - and, although skinny, he didn’t look ill.
"You’ve been taking your potions, right?" he asked. The evident concern in his voice made the others realise that Sirius Black really was taking being a parent seriously.
Harry nodded. "Yes, every other day."
"And you’ve been eating?"
"Yes, Siri, three als sotis even snacks."
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"Good. Over Yule we’ll take you to see our healers to have another look at you. You may be able to co of the potions soon."
"Hopefully," Harry said. Although not the worst, Harry hated having to drink the foul-tasting concoctions every other day. "How is your stock fairing?" Severus asked.
Harry tilted his head as he thought. "I think it’ll last until Yule break," he said.
"If you need more, you know to ask."
"Yes, thank you," Harry said.
"Here we are!" Filius said, opening his office and waving them in.
Summoning a House-Elf, the part goblin ordered a pot of tea and five cups as well as so food for Harry.
"Just so soup and a buttered roll, please," Harry said, smiling at the elf. Sirius frowned. "That’s not a full al," he said.
"I had a big lunch," Harry said.
When the elf appeared, Harry smiled. "Thank you."
The others watched as the elf’s eyes grew wide and it squeaked before popping away.
"So, it’s not just Kreacher who loves you?" Sirius asked.
"Nope," Harry said, popping the ’p’.
Sirius shook his head. "You wanted to speak to us, Professor Flitwick?" he asked.
Filius smiled. "Yes—and, please, call Filius."
"If you insist. Now, what is on your mind?"
"I’m guessing Lord Malfoy is trusted by you?" Filius asked.
Sirius nodded his head. "Yes."
"Very well, then. I asked you for tea because I am honestly concerned about the headmaster’s near obsession with Harrison."
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