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Chapter #54: Questions.

Harry slowly opened his eyes. He jinxed himself to sleep for at least twelve hours. After all, they had school in less than twenty-four hours; he needed to have a good excuse to sleep, even though he only attends one class; that fact doesn’t stop him from doing a lot of things during the week instead of resting.

He was surprised to see that he wasn’t alone, Hermione, Fleur and Nymphadora were there, he was surprised that the defense teacher was there, that was an interesting thing to see, however, the happiness didn’t last for too long as suddenly the room was filled with the older members of the order, the least people he wanted to see but that he knew were going to come eventually.

“Harry… Are you okay? You were out for more than twelve hours!” Hermione said as she gave him a glass of water.

Harry grabbed it without hesitation, took a sip, and sighed.

“Where am I?” He asked with a calm tone.

“You’re in Potter’s manor; you saved everyone, Harry,” Fleur said with a cheerful tone.

Harry couldn’t help but smile at the older French witch. Suddenly, the older people in the room clarified their voices to get his attention. Dumbledore was the one who was most interested in asking the questions Harry was dreading to answer.

“I’m sorry if I sound rude, Harry, but we need answers; we need to know what happened back at the shack,” Dumbledore said without hesitation.

Harry remained calm; he looked at the old wizard with a serious expression and sighed. The story was simple: Harry defeated them easily, destroyed the ring, and obliviated them without hesitation. There was no way in hell that he would tell them that, though; he wanted to protect his secret for as long as he could, so he decided to think of the backup story he had ready for this situation, as he knew it was going to happen.

“Well… You touched the ring,” Harry said as he pointed at Dumbledore.

The old wizard felt ashamed, and Harry was ready to expose him further and his true self.

“Then you started to boast about how you were going to resurrect someone named Ariana- I don’t know who she was, but she seemed like an important person to you, so I’m sorry for her loss,” Harry said with the calmest tone possible.

Not only was he exposing a part of Dumbledore’s life that he didn’t want to share, but Harry was making himself look like the better person. While Dumbledore is conspiring to kill him, Harry is showing nothing but sympathy towards him.

“You were about to put the ring, but James decided to attack you, so the ring fell, but you were still under the influence of the jinx; however, the ring moved as if it were alive and then landed on top of James’ head, and after that, he started going insane too,” Harry explained with a serious tone.

Now all the attention moved to James; the older wizard didn’t know how to feel about that.

“Then he told me that he wanted to kill me, so I decided to hit the ring. Sadly, it fell near Mr. Black, and he went berserk too; he wanted to kill me alongside Dumbledore, so I realized something: I realized that the ring was responsible for their change of personalities,” Harry said with a serious tone.

There was some murmuring, but Harry wasn’t done yet.

“I knew I needed to destroy the thing, so I couldn’t think of anything to do other than running. I needed to get help; however, the three wizards were trying to kill me, so that was a really difficult situation.” Harry took a moment to look dramatic.

He was looking like he was trying not to cry; however, he was also trying to continue the plot of the lie in his head.

“I had to stop them using muggle methods, so I decided to make the floor slippery, which caused Sirius and the rest to fall and not be able to get on their feet, especially because they took their time to take their wands out. Then I summoned the goblin blade and used it to destroy the ring as it fell near me; surprisingly, the jinx didn’t work on me,” Harry explained with a serious tone.

“How did you know that you had to use the goblin blade?” Asked Dumbledore with a surprised tone.

“You told us that the thing was infused with basilisk venom, and there’s nothing more destructive than that, so I didn’t hesitate to destroy it,” Harry answered without losing his cool.

Harry took his time before continuing; in fact, he was doing the performance of his life. He was trying to look as much like a victim as he could; there was no other way to act if he wanted to keep the weak façade.

“The last thing I remember was my magic being drained after I destroyed that thing, so, with the last bits of magic, I grabbed the unconscious wizards, and then I brought them here. It seems like in my despair, I learned how to apparate,” Harry told them with a serious expression.

And that’s how he ended the story. He felt that some of them were trying to look into his mind to see if he wasn’t lying, so he decided to let them; they wouldn’t find anything wrong with his story anyway.

“This is really crazy… I guess we owe you our lives,” James couldn’t help but say.

“I don’t remember anything, though; that’s really suspicious,” Sirius couldn’t help but mention.

“Maybe it’s one of the side effects of the ring?” Harry questioned calmly.

The three wizards didn’t look too convinced; however, they were too tired to question him further.

“Well, it’s been an interesting adventure to say the least; well, we better leave Mr. Dursley so he can get better,” Dumbledore suggested, and so they finally decided to leave, and Harry internally sighed, relieved.

But then he realized that he was left alone with Hermione, Fleur, and Nymphadora.

“You scared me, Harry,” Hermione couldn’t help but say with a sad tone.

“I’m sorry for worrying you; I don’t deserve your worry.” Harry tried to make Hermione feel better, but she just shook her head.

“It’s alright, I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at them, they shouldn’t have taken you with them… They don’t even bring us to the missions even though we’ve been members for longer than you,” Hermione huffed.

Harry didn’t know what to say; it was clear that there was an agenda against him; however, he didn’t say anything; the last thing he wanted was for one of them to raise suspicions.

“Tonks, we would like to speak with Harry alone,” Fleur said out of nowhere.

Harry was surprised by her change of demeanor; however, he knew what the blonde was thinking right now, or at least that's what he thought. There was no way he could be right.

“Why? So you two can fuck him?” Tonks asked with a smirk.

Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing; his mouth was now wide open.

“What?! How did you know?!” Both Hermione and Fleur said, surprised.

Tonks just chuckled.

“I didn’t know… Well, now I know, thanks to your reactions.” Nymphadora’s words made them feel like fools.

Harry had no idea what was going on, but he wanted to see what Tonks was planning to do with the information she discovered.