I forgive you: Chapter 4
Harry's POV
Death shook his head.
I sank back into chair from where I came to the edge when
I was asking Death about Hermione. My shoulders drooped, and I sighed as I
leaned against the chair.
I motioned for him to continue.
"She was made your friend. She was there to make
sure never to let you read what you wanted and let you read only what
Dumbledore wanted you to read.
Have you ever thought why it was that you were never aware of the facts that
she tells you?"
I shook my head.
"Want to make a rough guess?"
"If I were to read what I wanted, then I would
definitely do better than her. If I were to do better than her, I'd not listen
to everything she tells and research for it myself."
Death nodded. "Not only that, they knew that you
were supposed to go to Slytherin but told you all those lies so that you could
be sorted into Gryffindor. She also purposefully never told you about not
knowing about you as a horcrux.
Not just that. Dumbledore was paying Hermione, Ronald, Ginerva, and Molly from
your account. He also took a lot for himself and some for the Order of the
Phoenix. I'd like to call them the order of flaming chickens, though. It suits
the members. They just run around screaming their lungs out like chicken but do
nothing."
That got a chuckle out of me.
"So, what about Arthur, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred,
and George?" I asked. I hoped at least they were by my side.
"They are with you master. They could never betray
you."
I sighed in relief. I asked, "What else did they do
to me?"
The room that was already cold became even cooler. His
magic was seeping out of him and lashing around, but it didn't hurt me. His
face had turned downright murderous.
"Death?" I called out, hoping that my voice
would get him out of his fuming.
He jerked his head towards me so fast that if he were not
a God, his neck would have broken or cramped in the least.
"I apologize master. It is just that they had
stooped so low to get things done that not the most sinister people would
do."
"Tell me what they did, Death." I asked,
wanting to know what else they had done to me.
"They gave you love potions, compulsion potions,
loyalty potions, trust potions, and mistrust potions keyed towards themselves
and the Slytherins.
Dumbledore had gone a step higher and blocked a certain abilities of yours and
your magic and your soul mates. Blocked your connection to them and their
connection to you. Stole your money and gave some to the Dursleys."
I looked at him gob smacked. I had mates, not a single
mate.
"To whom were the potions correctly keyed to?"
"The love potions were keyed to Ginerva. The loyalty
potions were keyed to Dumbledore, Ron, Ginerva, Hermione, and Molly. The
compulsion potions were to make you obedient to them and never tell about your
abuse to anyone. The trust potions were keyed to Dumbledore, Ron, Ginerva,
Hermione, Molly, and anyone from Gryffindor except the Weasley twins. The
mistrust potions were keyed to all Slytherin, Snape, Malfoys, and
Voldemort."
"Can I know who my mates are?"
"You already know them, my master. There is a very
thin line between love and hate."
I only hated Umbridge, Tom, Snape, and Draco Malfoy. I
was not leaning towards the opposite gender and I knew it. So I know that
Umbridge was out. Then, it is Malfoy, Tom, and Snape.
"I am getting the feeling that they are the ones who
have repeatedly tried to either kill me or ridicule me or make my life at
Hogwarts a living hell. So my guess is Snape and Riddle." I sighed.
When he beamed at me, I knew I was right. He nodded.
"They indeed are your mates master."
"Tell me, Death, did Dumbledore let Snape be abused
by his father and ridiculed by the marauders, too?"
Death looked down but nodded. Now I know why he took his
anger out on me. I looked like the carbon copy of my father.
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