Chapter 43 Informants

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‘Thank you, Lord Slytherin,’ Percy inclined his head.

 

Percy knew that even if Arthur did think that Harry was the son of the Dark Lord he would not agree with harming Harry because he was an innocent and cared for Harry. Unfortunately the same could not be said for his mother or Dumbledore. Since Dumbledore had claimed Harry to be the son of You Know Who mum was all for killing Harry despite her apparently caring for Harry as her seventh son. In fact Percy was more than a little concerned about the boy.

 

Amelia frowned, ‘so long as Arthur has not committed any crimes I will not prosecute.’

 

‘He hasn’t,’ Percy said quickly.

 

Percy took a deep breath knowing that if he did this his parents and the Order would consider him a traitor to their cause but it was a cause Percy did not believe in. Percy could quite honestly say this was the hardest thing he had ever done and he really wished he could just keep quiet. However, Percy could not do nothing as his parents plotted treason and murder.

 

‘Go on them, Mr Weasley,’ Lord Slytherin.

 

‘Dumbledore and a group he calls the Order of the Phoenix-‘began Percy.

 

‘It was the vigilante group that Dumbledore used in the last war to fight against He Who Must Not Be Named,’ explained Amelia.

 

‘They have met at my house twice,’ explained Percy. ‘Once yesterday morning and then again last night after the news about Harry being your son came out … and the rumours that came with it.’

 

‘You mean the ludicrous notion that I am the dark wizard who almost brought your country to its knees,’ Lord Slytherin said darkly.

 

‘There’s no almost about it,’ the Minister said sharply. ‘If it had not been for your son I doubt the Ministry would have lasted another week.’

 

‘All I can do is assure you that I am not Lord Voldemort,’ Lord Slytherin said.

 

‘I know,’ Percy said, ‘but my Dad and the Order believe Dumbledore’s claims because he is Albus Dumbledore,’ Percy said bitterly.

 

‘Tell me what happened,’ Madam Bones said.

 

Percy nodded, ‘it was yesterday morning when Dad woke me up. Dad said that the Headmaster would be coming and there would be an important meeting. At the time none of us had any idea what this would be about only that the Headmaster insisted on using our house as a meeting place.

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