Not What He Seems

Summary: Harry must leave Hogwarts but before he leaves he needs to talk to Hermione and tell her the sinister things he has uncovered about Dumbledore. Will he be able to make her understand how dangerous he is or will he lose her to the so called "light" will be AD RW MW bashing may have snarry later in the story

A/N ok this is my second fanfic ever and the first one (written when i was only 14 mind you) was so horrible and crappy i decided not to post it IF you wish to read it you can find it on affairanime dot com under the name family of incest although i warn you i was terribly inexperienced at writing back then i may not even be good now im not sure its been along time since ive written anything

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The day was dreary as was evidenced by the ceiling in the Great Hall at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter, strode toward the Great Hall with determination shining in his eyes. Today was the beginning of the end, the day Dumblefuck would find out his pawn was no longer under his control. As he stalked menacingly down the grand staircase he was joined on either side by his two lieutenants, Neville and Luna, while his brother-in-arms, Draco, brought up the rear. Glancing at them all, he noted in a satisfied way that they had their battle armor on.



Harry himself had on his own set of custom made battle armor that was nearly inpenetrable in its defenses. Made of basilisk skin, his armor deflected any and all curses other than the unforgivables. Over his armor he wore a sweeping black duster jacket that swirled around him dangerously in a way that made people want to scurry out of his way in fear of his possible wrath.



Striding into the Great Hall, Harry looked up at the head table at the man he loved, the man he would kill for, before confidently walking over to Hermione and Ron. "Hermione," He said, "we need to talk." Hermione looked up and gasped at the picture Harry made.



"Harry?!" She shrieked. "Harry, what is going on? Why are you dressed like that?"



"Please, Hermione, we need to talk and I would rather not have everyone and their mum hearing our conversation. Muffliato." Harry flicked his wand to put up the silencing barrier. "Hermione, we have to go but I needed to talk to you before we left. Mione, I need you to listen real close and don't interrupt. It's very important."



"Harry, you're scaring me. Just tell me whats going on!" Hermione pleaded with tears in her eyes.



"I cant tell you everything, Mione, but I need to know that you're safe. You can't trust Dumbledore anymore. Promise me you'll never be alone with him again. He's dangerous and not what he seems."



A/N OK apparently the tos team on this lovely site have decided that i was saying that i wouldnt continue unless i had reviews which was not the case i had only said that i would continue if someone wanted me to since noone wants to write a story that noone reads but whatever off the track i am continuing this story as i have gotten some really positive feedback from all the sites i have it posted on