Chapter 48.2- Doom Days

“I mean that you had me unconscious here, probably had your mediwitch feeding me sleeping potions when Sirius wasn’t paying attention so you could rifle through my mind at your will. You know exactly what happened and why I have that wand” I accused. I had no evidence, but I had a strong feeling that this was what had happened and everything I knew about Dumbledore told me that this was just the kind of thing he would do. It was right up his wheelhouse.

Fleur looked taken aback by the venom in my mouth, and Sirius turned to Dumbledore with narrowed eyes, But the man was a good actor, on top of everything he was. He placed one hand on his chest and took a step back.

“You really think so lowly of me, Harry? How did I allow things to get so bad?” He addressed the last bit to himself, playing up that kindly old Grandfather angle for all he could. I would not be buying it.

“Harry, I am aware that a distance has built between us. Even moreso that there has been a disenchantment on your end with me and my position as of recent, but I assure you that I would never stoop so low. Not with a student who I am oath bound to protect and care for, and never with you. And if you can not believe me then I know you know Madam Pomphrey. Would she truly allow me to do such. I assure you she would have detected any use of the mind arts on you. Notwithstanding both of those factors, both you and I know that your occlumency is too strong to allow me rifle your mind with impunity. If I did such, I would be in a much feebler state, trust me” he said, and he made sense, but that was what made Dumbledore so fucking dangerous. He made sense. He always fucking made sense.

“Then explain why I was knocked out for a week. Three days. That’s it. Three days should have been enough to deal with anything I had.” I said.

“Cruciatus aftereffects last much longer, as I know you are aware. Yet you do not feel them. Do you not wonder why? Your prolonged unconsciousness was bi-causal. For one, we made the decision to keep you under longer so your body could fully heal from the effects of your time under the cruciatus” Fleur gasped at that— had she not been made aware? Her grip on me tightened even further.

“For the other reason, the wards had a unique component within them. When you bounced off, your magic did not react favourably. We were not able to safely use magic on you for over a day. Poppy would probably thank you for giving her the opportunity to brush up her knowledge of muggle medicine if she was not presently busy resting away the exertion. That combination meant this was the safest we could wake you” He said. Fuck. I actually believed him. I knew I shouldn’t. But he sounded so believable, and so honest that it seemed I had no other option. Both Sirius and Fleur clearly did. I could not think of a logical means to poke a hole in his argument, and so I accepted it with a nod of my head.