Thankfully for Dumbledore's burgeoning blood pressure, Harry soon tired of playing with the man. Quite frankly, it felt way too much like bullying a helpless infant for him to be comfortable with it. There was also the fact that he was; after all, intensely curious to find out exactly why Dumbledore had come looking for him after all these years. Luna couldn't possibly be right. Well, she usually was, but this time he hoped that she had caught a hold of the wrong end of the stick.
Still, he wasn't just about to come out and let Dumbledore know who he was. No, this had to be handled most carefully.
"Well, Professor," he started saying, "when you arrived you told me that you had some information for the Boy-Who-Lived. Why don't you tell me what it is and I will make sure that he gets it."
Dumbledore shook his head in exasperation. "No, no," he cried. "That would not be at all possible. While it is vital that I speak to him, I must be made privy to the secret of his identity first. Unless, I am able to remember who he is, how will I be able to give him all the details?"
"And why should I do that?" asked Harry. "How do I know that this information you're hinting at will have any meaning whatsoever? For all I know you could be lying about that. Perhaps you are working with his enemies. Perhaps this is all a ploy to draw him out. Hmmm?"
Dumbledore glared at the young man. While he had lost a lot of respect over the last decade, it had still been years since anyone had dared to question him in this manner. He did not like it, no he did not.
"The information I have for him," he said slowly as he pondered if he was doing the right thing, "it has to do with the events leading up to the attack on him as a child. The reason behind why he became the Boy-Who-Lived. Some of this information is being obscured by the Fidelius Charm. I know that I possess this information but unless I am made privy to the secret I cannot remember all of it, much less tell it to you."
Harry stared at his former Headmaster. He had no doubt that Dumbledore would know why Voldemort had originally targeted his family. However, he asked himself whether that information could possibly have any relevance to him now. Yes, he was still intensely curious and desperately wanted that information but… was it worth letting Dumbledore into the secret of his identity? Perhaps he should just stun and obliviate the old man. It would be ridiculously easy to do despite the man's reputation of being a ridiculously powerful wizard. The man was still under his wards after all and with the way Harry had them set up Dumbledore would be absolutely unable to defend himself or even attack Harry in any way.
Still...Why had Voldemort attacked Harry when he was a baby? That was a question he had pondered ever since Hagrid had told him about the events of that long ago Halloween night. He stared into Dumbledore's eyes and attempted to enter his mind with legilimency. Unfortunately, he drew an absolute blank. Dumbledore's occlumency skills were far too good to be defeated by him. Perhaps he could just stun or incarcerate the old man and then interrogate him under veritaserum. Yeah right, he snorted to himself. Like he had any veritaserum. Unfortunately, he could not buy any, as the sale of it was currently illegal in the states. He could probably brew some, his potions skills had improved dramatically once he had found a teacher other than Snape, but the damn potion took a full lunar phase to mature. There was also the chance that Dumbledore would be able to resist it using occlumency.
"All right," he suddenly barked. He was feeling not a little bit angry at himself for biting at Dumbledore's bait. "I can let you in on the secret..."
"Excellent," exclaimed Dumbledore, losing the glare that he had wearing ever since Harry's failed legilimency attack. He started beaming away with his trademarked eye twinkle back in full force.
"But first," continued Harry, "we're going to write up a little contract. Magically enforced of course. I'm sure you're familiar with them."
"A contract..." questioned Dumbledore. "Why would we need a contract?"
"The Fidelius Charm only hides the identity of the Boy-Who-Lived. It's not going to be very helpful if you decide to let slip his location to someone. Why, the next thing you know is that Death Eaters will be attacking this street and killing everybody on it. They don't need to know which person living on that street is the Boy-Who-Lived if everyone is dead. Right?"
"I assure you that is highly unlikely to happen," said Dumbledore.
"And your assurances mean what to me exactly?" asked Harry. "As far as I'm concerned your assurances are worth less than a bucket of warm piss."
"Very well," stated Dumbledore stiffly. He was quite angry at the boy's crude vulgarity but unfortunately he could do nothing about it at the time. "Write your contract."
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