He was about to put his hand on Harrions's shoulder, but a glare stopped the older man.
"I wasn't expecting you two for another month or so," Sirius said, turning to the twins.
"Well, the snake here wanted answers and we decided to hand him to you," Twin 1 said to him.
Satisfied with their answer, Sirius returned his attention back to Harrison.
"You still look like you've been in Azkaban for far too long from your crazy glint in your eyes… Besides, everyone knows Azkaban doesn't give people the nicest manners or the nicest appearances," Sirius commented which made Harrison's eye twitch at the comment he made.
"So I've been told," Harrison said dryly. "You should know better than that… My sanity has always been questioned before I was thrown into Azkaban, you should know that."
"It isn't my fault, Harrison… I would have tried to get you if I knew what the Potters have been planning from the very start," Sirius tried to explain to Harrison as best as he could.
Harrison laughed, because that was just an idiocy excuse,
"You were my godfather… You were supposed to protect me from them but you never did." Harrison's face turned fiery, letting his past hurt show on his face,"You didn't know how much they abused me emotionally, physically and mentally if they remembered I existed… Yet, when I was locked up in my room, you believed their lies that they told you.
"You're as bad as the Potters because you let them. Hell, when I was stuck in Azkaban, you abandoned me just like everyone else and never even visited. You basically vanished from my life as soon as the aurors dragged me away from Potter Manor."
As soon as he finished his rant, he felt a little bit better. He saw the hurt flashed on Sirius's features, and he didn't even bother trying to hide it. He knew he touched a nerve, but he was tired of being abandoned by people. He just wanted to know why he did it.
"I'm sorry," Sirius replied, sincerity lacing his voice.
Harrison wanted to believe him, but he wasn't going to forgive him just yet. He had to prove his trust, and telling him everything that he wanted to know was one of the steps in proving that he really was with him. He had to make up for his actions in the past, and especially abandoning him when Harrison wanted him the most.
"Now tell me what you know about Dumbledore and his scheming plans," Harrison demanded, his avada kedavra eyes glowing more brightly as he awaited for the response.
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"Very well then," Sirius replied. "You know there's something hidden that lies in Hogwarts?"
"Of course…"
Harrison thought back to the beginning of term, when Dumbledore shared his nice little speech to everyone during the welcoming feast: The third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to all those who do not wish to die a most painful death. He heard the whispers echoing through the great hall, most of them coming from the prefects and the heady boy and girl, that Dumbledore didn't tell them.
At first, Harrison didn't find it strange that Dumbledore said that to them, but now that he was thinking of it- there was something odd about the way Dumbledore worded it.
"Is this the same object that was nearly stolen from Gringotts?" Harrison inquired.
He thought back to when the newspaper from the first Friday of that week. Draco had lent him his copy of the Daily Prophet that morning, with the headline on the first page that there was an attempted breakin at Hogwarts, but nothing had been stolen.
Sirius nodded his head.
Harrison refrained from sighing as his brain worked out the details. If it was an object that was really valuable, and an attempted breaking into Gringotts in order to get the said object. The timing was all too convenient if the object must have left Gringotts days before, before someone attempted to steal it. And now the message from Dumbledore?
The old bastard was hiding the valuable object inside the school. Someone who was sane wouldn't hide a valuable object inside a school, where students and teachers would be able to stumble into it quite easily- depending if there are enough obstacles that would prevent someone from stealing it. Dumbledore practically tied it to a string, dangling it out for someone to get it. He was trying to lure something or someone out from hiding, and there was only one individual who came to mind.
"That fucking bastard is insane," Harrison hissed, hatred lacing his voice. His fingers gripped around his butterbeer tightly, watching as the brown liquid shook a little inside the clear glass.
"We have reason to believe that the Philosopher's Stone is hidden and placed on the forbidden corridor of the third floor," Sirius said to him.
"The philosopher's stone? The one stone that is said to give the elixir of life?"
With a simple nod, Harrison understood the full picture of what was going to happen during the rest of the school year.
"He's trying to draw out the Dark Lord, and bait him with the stone," Sirius told him. "Getting Saeviour to defeat the Dark Lord- essentially killing two stones with one bird."
"Than assuming the Dark Lord will kill Saeviour, Dumbledore will do whatever it takes to trump against the Dark Lord," Harrison said.
It was a clever plan, and Saeviour, the pathetic boy-who-lived, was too blind to see that he was another pawn in the old man's game. It was also going to be quite easy as Saeviour's magical core was practically a few levels beyond a squib's ability, so he wasn't going to stand a chance.
"That's what Dumbledore will think will happen."
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