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Chapter #9: A new purpose.

Another meeting of the Order of the Phoenix was about to finish; however, James and Lily had something they needed to discuss.

“Uh, Dumbledore?” James started.

“Yes, is there something you would like to share with us, James?” Asked the old wizard with a calm tone.

“We’re worried about a student… We’re worried about Harry Dursley,” Lily decided to speak this time.

Maybe it was the parental bond they shared with him, even if it wasn’t clearly the best because they left him to rot with the Dursleys when they thought he was cursed, still, there was something inside them begging to save him from whatever thing he was planning to do with his life.

Lily couldn’t help but think about her best friend Severus, who after having such a traumatic life, feeling alone, he sought refuge in the people who wanted to destroy the world, luckily he turned his back on them and became a good person but still, that doesn’t change the fact that he fell for that promise of power, Harry was the perfect victim for Voldemort’s army.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, shared a look with the rest of the members. He didn’t know what to do or say. That was a very sensitive topic, after all, the vanishing of Harry James Potter was his responsibility; he was the one who declared that Harry was cursed and that they needed to kill him.

However, his parents begged him not to do that and to just send him to live elsewhere. He was worried when the boy appeared in Hogwarts, and he was expecting him to become a very dangerous individual; however, that didn’t happen. He was either really weak, or he was hiding his intentions very well, but according to his reports, he was a below-average wizard with no friends or ambitions.

“What’s troubling you about him?” Dumbledore asked with a serious tone.

“Well… We’ve heard that he’s been associating with the Malfoys, and we’re worried about you know what…” James told him with a serious tone.

Yes, they believed Harry could bring the end of the world and if he associated with the death eaters, that could make that goal easier, right now the dark lord is still without a body and Dumbledore believes he’s eventually coming back, however, if the death eaters don’t manage to bring Voldemort back, they could seek another leader, another being of darkness and Harry Potter was the best candidate to fill that role.

“What? Severus hasn’t told me anything about that…” Dumbledore couldn’t help but say with a calm tone.

“I wasn’t aware of Dursley being associated with them, sir. I’ll dig more into it as soon as I visit the Malfoy family, but I think that's a very weird situation because Draco hates his guts for some reason…” Snape tried to play innocent.

He was well aware of Harry’s true identity, and because there was nothing he could do against Henry, he released all his frustrations with the one people would never defend.

“Who saw him interacting with them?” Dumbledore questioned.

Hermione raised her hand.

“I did, sir, I saw him interacting with Draco and Narcissa Malfoy, he was getting very cozy with Mrs. Malfoy though, Draco had a tantrum and, in the end, both Narcissa and Harry left together,” Hermione confessed.

Snape caressed his chin as he analyzed the words he heard. Could Harry Potter be trying to get into the dark lord’s good graces? Maybe he wants to work for the Malfoy family; they always have people doing their shady jobs, and considering he doesn’t have a future, maybe he’s already thinking about doing one of those jobs. The possibilities were endless.

“No, there’s no way Narcissa would associate herself with someone like him… He’s way too weak and doesn't strike as someone who could impress a family like that!” Snape couldn’t believe it.

“That’s what we used to think, Professor, but… He’s changed, he seems more confident and physically speaking… He looks better,” Hermione confessed with a blush on her face.

Dumbledore watched Hermione with interest, and then an idea came into his mind.

“Hermione… I have a mission for you, a mission that I think you will like very much…” The old headmaster started.

The rest of the members looked at him with concerned expressions but in the end, they didn’t say anything. Things were always like this; no matter how crazy they sounded, Dumbledore’s words were law in this organization.

Meanwhile, the man of the week had just come back from Diagon Alley. He was back at his cabin in the woods. It had been a very tiring and busy day, killing Rudolphus, fucking Narcissa, yes, he had a busy schedule; however, the thing that made him happier was that he managed to collect his supplies for the week.

“Alone… I’m fucking alone in this world, it's not so much different from how my last years have been in my original universe,” he sighed as he placed his things on a table.

He felt lost and bored, he was way too strong to care about the problems of others, that’s why he was in a conflict right now, he didn’t know which side he was going to take part in the upcoming war or if he was going to take a side at all, no matter how much he hates his parents and all the people that abandoned him, he would never agree with the blood supremacists.

“The Death Eaters… They’re pathetic, they just want to cause chaos and harm, too much power without a clear direction,” he sighed.

Then he thought about the order, and he was even more disappointed.

“The order… A bunch of people past their prime days, they refuse to accept that those good old days are gone, while at the same time they're self-praising themselves because they’re pretending to do something against the danger that’s coming, but in reality, they aren’t doing much at all,” Harry sighed.

He was too old and tired; however, this scenario was presenting an opportunity to him. If he doesn’t agree with either side, and because he knows that eventually, Voldemort is going to become a very big problem, he knows that he will never be left alone, all those things have made him realize that there was only one thing he could do.

“I need to create my own movement,” Harry declared, and now he was starting to feel as if something had possessed him.

He grabbed a notebook and started to write all the crazy ideas that came to his head, a movement that will make the current government fear and that will undermine the Death Eater movement.

“A pro magic movement. No bigotry, no discrimination against Muggleborns and other magical creatures after all, everyone has magic, and that's the most important thing,” Harry declared. “Voldemort is a fool for trying to spill the most precious blood that exists in this world, the magical blood,” Harry smirked to himself.

The movement was written itself, it was way too easy, of course, he was going to be the face of the movement, either he creates a movement that will make the magical society progress to levels never thought possible, or he will be the cause of the collapse of the magical civilization, regardless of the outcome, he needed to do something.

He was bored, trapped in his younger body, and he had too much freedom; all those things combined were a recipe for disaster. He was going to focus on a movement that would make all the others completely irrelevant. It was time for those old people to realize that their ideas were obsolete; it was time for them to perish in irrelevancy.