The Boy Who Loved

*Complete* He's famous for having a heart of stone. Yet behind closed doors, and many years back, he had a heart and traded it for power. But just because he gave up, doesn't mean she did.


5. Warning

I wasn't sure why Dumbledore wanted to see me. Had I done something wrong? Had I done something amazing? It was confusing to be invited to a teacher's office. Maybe my last homework assignment hadn't been good enough and he wanted to talk about my grade in the class. I entered his empty classroom, breathing deeply and trying to calm down. I had thought I was good at flying under the radar, but apparently not. 

"Ah Katie, just the student I wanted to see." Dumbledore looked up from his work and smiled.

"Would you care for a lemon drop?"

"Sir?" Dumbledore ate one of the lemon drops and sighed contently. 

"They're really quite good."

"Sir, why am I here?" His cheerful smile curved into a frown.

"All business, eh?" Yes, I wanted to get this meeting over with if that's what he meant.

"Well Katie, I've brought you here to discuss Tom." My walls of defense went up. What about him? People had been talking recently. Gossiping about his past. I refused to believe rumors about him. Not even if they come from a teacher.

"What about him?" My tone gave away the edge I felt. Dumbledore leaned forward. 

"I'm worried about him Katie." I looked at the floor. He wasn't the only one. I was worried about him too. He'd become so distant, he hardly smiled. It seemed kisses were the only thing holding us together. 

"Katie, please. If you knew something, you would tell me right?" My head snapped up and I realized what he wanted. He knew I was close to Tom, he suspected him. Or at least suspected something. 

"I'm sorry sir, but Tom is a perfect student as always. I can tell you nothing more." Dumbledore sighed like he was disappointed in me. 

"Are you happy, Katie?" The question caught me off guard. Happy? What did he mean? Of course I was happy, I had good grades, I was a witch, Tom loved me. I had never been more happy. 

"Yes, sir." He stared at me and I knew he could see through the lies I was telling myself, but I wasn't ready to face reality or the truth.

"Very well, you may go. But if you ever change your mind. It won't be too late." I turned and left, trying not to ponder too much on what Dumbledore meant. 

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