A/N: Quick warning about the POVs that will be used. In this chapter and most of the story Harry's POV and a 3rd person POV will be used. It may switch between Harry's and the 3rd person in the middle of the chapter without warning. This is due to some scenes being better and making more sense in one POV over the other. Most of the time there will not be a warning when it comes to switching it will just happen. Though if this is the case it will most likely always be at a start of a paragraph. That being said if it is ever a major change like a change to another character then you will be warned ahead of time. If dialogue gets confusing at any point try to reread it and work it out. If you can't then let me know and I'll see what I can do.

Flashback

"Dialogue"

Harry POV/3rd Person

I can't believe him. He's lied and manipulated me years. He never told me what I needed to know, said I was to young or not to worry about. Maybe I should make myself more clear on who I'm talking about. I'm talking about Dumbledore, or now known as the old manipulative fool. He's controlled my whole life. He sent me to the Dursleys, he made sure I knew nothing about the wizarding world. He wanted me to be weak and easy to manipulate, and I feel for it. I looked up to him, well that's about to change.

I was just waiting in Dumbledore's office. He wanted me to wait for him to talk. To be honest I didn't really want to talk. I had just watched Sirius fall through the veil. He died and it was all my fault. If I had just listened to Hermione about it being a trap then he wouldn't have had to come to rescue us. Either way it wasn't that hard to tell the Dumbledore was going to make me talk about it and how I was. He said he'd be back in about an hour and to just wait for him. So I was content doing what I was told until I saw his penisive sitting out on his desk. I had always wondered what he had in there, maybe this was my chance to find out. It was now or never.

Harry walked over to the penisive. With very little hesitation he bent down and plunged into the bowl of water.

I don't know what I was expecting but this certainly wasn't it. By it I mean finding out that all Dumbledore cared about was the 'greater good'. He didn't care what happened to me in the end. He wanted me to look up to him as a savior, as a grandfather figure. It was all about manipulation, so I would do what he wanted In the end. Apparently even Weasley's didn't even care about me like I thought they did. Well I can't just say the Weasleys because apparently only Ron, Ginny, and Mrs. Weasley were in it for the money. Thinking back it makes sense. If I really thought about it then I should've known at the platform. Why would the Weasley's have been at the platform screaming about 9 and ¾ and muggles when they've been to the platform several times before. Dumbledore is the answer.

I pulled out of the penisive and looked around. He wasn't back yet. I must've been in there quite a well. Where was he?

Harry went back to his where he was sitting previously in front of Dumbledore's desk. He sat down and just waited. Not even 10 minutes later Dumbledore came through the door.

"Ah Harry my boy, sorry to keep you waiting." Dumbles said with that annoying twinkle in his eye and that grandfatherly look of his.

Did he seriously think that, that was endearing? Referring to people as my people just pissed people off, didn't he realize that?

"So my boy I think we should talk about what happened at the ministry." So apparently not. Maybe I should give him what he wants, a grieving weak sad boy who had just lost his godfather. He didn't know that I saw the penisive. Maybe this could work out to my advantage.

"I guess your right sir."

"So my boy, I know this may be difficult but can you please explain some of what happened?"

"I'll give it a try. I had a vision. It was that Voldemort had kidnapped Sirius and took him to the department of mysteries. He was hurting him, he wanted him to show him the a cloudy ball thing." Bloody hell it was harder than I realized to act like a weak boy that didn't understand. Hopefully I was doing a decent job of it.

"The thing your describing is called a prophecy. It is a very important object." Well no duh Dumbledore, that's obvious.

"A prophecy? Well he was asking Sirius about it. Trying to force him to tell. I thought he was in danger. Hermione suggested that I go see if Sirius was safe and try to floo call headquarters. So we created a distraction so that we could floo call him. Kreacher answered and when asked, he said that Sirius wasn't there. He lied but I hadn't realized, I believed him. So we got to the ministry as fast as possible."

"How did you know where the hall of prophecies was?" He just needed to know everything today didn't he.

"I was seeing it in my dreams sir. I had dreams about a hallway and a door at the end of it, but every time in the dream when the door was about to open, I would wake up."

"Ah, I see. Well you should have told me about the dreams. Or worked harder on your lessons with Professor Snape." Wow, he had nerve to be lecturing me right now, especially about that.

"I'm sorry sir. I should have, if I did then I wouldn't of been tricked and Sirius would still be here." Okay now I was laying it on thick.

"Well now you know for next time to be more careful and to come to me with these kinds of things. Or at least you friends, someone to help you." Yeah right like there would be a next time. Though now it made sense as to why he always wanted me telling them what was going on, because they were reporting to him about me. They were spying on me. Well at least Ron and Ginny were, I don't know about Hermione. I hope she isn't involved in this.

"Yes sir, and your right. I should've come to you with this. I will next time."

"Good, well I guess that's all for know. Since all of this has happened, we have decided to end the year early. Everybody will be going home next week and I'm afraid that means you will be going back to the Dursleys." Here comes the performance of a lifetime.

"Really sir, do I have to? Please can't you do something to change it?"

"I'm afraid not my boy. I wish I could but it is necessary." Necessary my arse.

"Okay, I understand sir, but can you please tell me why?" This is going to be good.

"I'm afraid it's very complicated, but the short reason is that it is from your protection. Your mother set up wards around your aunt's house to protect you." Now that a load of bull.

"Wards sir? If they were wards couldn't they be set up anywhere?"

"I'm afraid not my boy. Your mother set up a special type of wards called Blood wards. As you aunt is your blood, you must stay there." Oh cause that makes perfect sense. Glad you explained that so much.

"Oh, thank you sir."

"Not a problem my boy. Though I must say that our time has come to a close. You should go back to your dorm and rest." You mean plot and plan right?

"Of course professor."

Well that was an obvious dismissal. Time to go plan my summer. It's time to turn my life around. I just had to get through this last week and then I can start on that road.

The last week had come and gone. Some days seemed to take forever and some days flew by. I tried to have minimum contact with anybody and if anyone asked and needed a reason, I was a grieving godson.

Which leads me to right now. I just got to the Dursley's and I've locked myself in my room. It was time to put some of my plans into action. First order of business was to get to Gringotts. There were some things that I needed to learn about and even more that I had to change. Hopefully they will be willing to help.