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'SO SIRIUS DESERVED WHAT HE GOT； DID HE？' Harry yelled。
'I did not say that； nor will you ever hear me say it；' Dumbledore replied quietly。 'Sinus was not a cruel man； he was kind to house…elves in general。 He had no love for Kreacher； because Kreacher was a living reminder of the home Sirius had hated。'
'Yeah； he did hate it！' said Harry； his voice cracking； turning his back on Dumbledore and walking away。 The sun was bright inside the room now and the eyes of all the portraits followed him as he walked； without realising what he was doing； without seeing the office at all。 'You made him stay shut up in that house and he hated it； that's why he wanted to get out last night …'
'I was trying to keep Sirius alive；' said Dumbledore quietly。
'People don't like being locked up！' Harry said furiously； rounding on him。 'You did it to me all last summer … '
Dumbledore closed his eyes and buried his face in his long…fingered hands。 Harry watched him； but this uncharacteristic sign of exhaustion； or sadness； or whatever it was from Dumbledore； did not soften him。 On the contrary； he felt even angrier that Dumbledore was showing signs of weakness。 He had no business being weak when Harry wanted to rage and storm at him。
Dumbledore lowered his hands and surveyed Harry through his half…moon glasses。
'It is time；' he said； 'for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago； Harry。 Please sit down。 I am going to tell you everything。 I ask only a little patience。 You will have your chance to rage at me … to do whatever you like … when I have finished。 I will not stop you。'
Harry glared at him for a moment； then flung himself back into the chair opposite Dumbledore and waited。
Dumbledore stared for a moment at the sunlit grounds outside the window； then looked back at Harry and said； 'Five years ago you arrived at Hogwarts； Harry； safe and whole； as I had planned and intended。 Well … not quite whole。 You had suffered。 I knew you would when I left you on your aunt and uncle's doorstep。 I knew I was condemning you to ten dark and difficult years。'
He paused。 Harry said nothing。
'You might ask … and with good reason … why it had to be so。 Why could some wizarding family not have taken you in？ Many would have done so more than gladly； would have been honoured and delighted to raise you as a son。
'My answer is that my priority was to keep you alive。 You were in more danger than perhaps anyone but I realised。 Voldemort had been vanquished hours before； but his supporters … and many of them are almost as terrible as he … were still at large； angry； desperate and violent。 And I had to make my decision； too； with regard to the years ahead。 Did I believe that Voldemort was gone for ever？ No。 I knew not whether it would be ten； twenty or fifty years before he returned； but I was sure he would do so； and I was sure； too； knowing him as I have done； that he would not rest until he killed you。
'I knew that Voldemort's knowledge of magic is perhaps more extensive than any wizard alive。 I knew that even my most plex and powerful protective spells and charms were unlikely to be invincible if he ever returned to full power。
'But I knew； too； where Voldemort was weak。 And so I made my decision。 You would be protected by an ancient magic of which he knows； which he despises； and which he has always； therefore； underestimated … to his cost。 I am speaking； of course； of the fact that your mother died to save you。 She gave you a lingering protection he never expected； a protection that flows in your veins to this day。 I put my trust； therefore； in your mother's blood。 I delivered you to her sister； her only remaining relative。'
'She doesn't love me；' said Harry at once。 'She doesn't give a damn …
'But she took you；' Dumbledore cut across him。 'She may have taken you grudgingly； furiously； unwillingly； bitterly； yet still she took you； and in doing so； she sealed the charm I placed upon you。 Your mother's sacrifice made the bond of blood the strongest shield I could give you。'
'I still don't … '
'While you can still call home the place where your mother's blood dwells； there you cannot be touched or harmed by Voldemort。 He shed her blood； but it lives on in you and her sister。 Her blood became your refuge。 You need return there only once a year； but as long as you can still call it home； whilst you are there he cannot hurt you。 Your aunt knows this。 I explained what I had done in the letter I left； with you； on her doorstep。 She knows that allowing you houseroom may well have kept you alive for the past fifteen years。'
'Wait；' said Harry。 'Wait a moment。'
He sat up straighter in his chair； staring at Dumbledore。
'You sent that Howler。 You told her to remember … it was your voice …
'I thought；' said Dumbledore； inclining his head slightly； 'that she might need reminding of the pact she had sealed by taking you。 I suspected the Dementor attack might have awoken her to the dangers of having you as a surrogate son。'
'It did；' said Harry quietly。 'Well … my uncle more than her。 He wanted to chuck me out； but after the Howler came she … she said I had to stay'。
He stared at the floor for a moment； then said； 'But what's this got to do with … '
He could not say Sirius's name。
'Five years ago； then；' continued Dumbledore； as though he had not paused in his story； 'you arrived at Hogwarts； neither as happy nor as well…nourished as I would have liked； perhaps； yet alive and healthy You were not a pampered little prince； but as normal a boy as I could have hoped under the circumstances。 Thus far； my plan was working well。
'And then： well； you will remember the events of your first year at Hogwarts quite as clearly as I do。 You rose magnificently to the challenge that faced you and sooner … much sooner … than I had anticipated； you found yourself face to face with Voldemort。 You survived again。 You did more。 You delayed his return to full power and strength。 You fought a man's fight。 I was： prouder of you than I can say。
'Yet there was a flaw in this wonderful plan of mine；' said Dumbledore。 'An obvious flaw that I knew； even then； might be the undoing of it all。 And yet； knowing how important it was that my plan should succeed； I told myself that I would not permit this flaw to ruin it。 I alone could prevent this； so I alone must be strong。 And here was my first test； as you lay in the hospital wing； weak from your struggle with Voldemort。'
'I don't understand what you're saying；' said Harry。
'Don't you remember asking me； as you lay in the hospital wing； why Voldemort had tried to kill you when you were a baby？'
Harry nodded。
'Ought I to have told you then？'
Harry stared into the blue eyes and said nothing； but his heart was racing again。
'You do not see the flaw in the plan yet？ No： perhaps not。 Well； as you know； I decided not to answer you。 Eleven； I told myself； was much too young to know。 I had never intended to tell you when you were eleven。 The knowledge would be too much at such a young age。
'I should