The Anger .

Frowning, she asked, "What's that?"

"It's when someone who is involved as a witness in a forthcoming, or running, trial is approached by one of the parties involved in the trial, normally the accused, and attempts to sway the testimony of the witness in their favour," he replied.

Looking a little shocked, she replied, "I'm not sure. Daddy would know."

"Auntie definitely would," said Susan.

"Well, I can't really refuse to go because he's the Headmaster," said Harry. "He may just be wanting to talk to me in his role as Headmaster. But, anything along those lines should be discussed through my Head of House, Professor Flitwick. There should be no reason he would involve himself in that sort of thing unless, whatever it is, couldn't be resolved through my Head of House first."

"And there's nothing like that you're aware of?" asked Tracey.

"No," replied Harry, frowning. "Unless it has to do with the club. I think it would be wise for you to join me, Daphne."

"As do I," she softly replied.

Looking at the head table, Harry could see the headmaster already seemed to have left.

A few minutes later the dishes were cleared away and Harry and Daphne approached Professor Flitwick. "Ready to go, Mister Potter?" the Professor asked.

"Yes, Sir," replied Harry.

"Very well," the Professor said, hopping down off his chair and walking towards the end of the table.

Harry and Daphne met him there. And, together, they made their way out of the Great Hall.

As they were walking, Harry asked the Professor, "What is this about, Professor?"

"I have no idea, Mister Potter," he replied. "I only know the Headmaster asked me to give you a note informing you he wanted to see you after the meal in his office."

"This is highly suspect, Sir," said Harry firmly. "I cannot conceive a valid reason for the Headmaster to summon me to his office." "He is the Headmaster, Mister Potter," replied the Professor.

"That is irrelevant, Sir," said Harry. "He is as bound by the rules of the school as myself."

Changing the subject, Harry asked, "Are you aware he is currently facing trial due to his actions relating to me in the early 1980's?"

That caused the little Professor to stutter his step a little. "Yes, of course, Mister Potter."

"As I am a prime witness in that forthcoming trial, are you also aware that Albus Dumbledore summoning me to his office to - chat - could be seen by some parties as an attempt to influence my testimony?" asked Harry. "Errr..." stammered the Professor. "No, Mister Potter; I did not consider that possibility."

"Then I strongly suggest you do, Professor," said Harry firmly. "Because, you may very well be taking the witness stand yourself over what is happening right here, right now. And over what happens within that office."

"You - think it might come to that?" the Professor half-squeaked.

"The school rules state that when a student is summoned to appear before the Headmaster or Headmistress, they are to be accompanied at all times by their Head of House," replied Harry. "That means, you're going to be in that office with us for the entire time of the - interview.

"I suggest you be very conscious of what your role in this entails. So that, if you are summoned to appear at the forthcoming trial, you will not be seen as guilty of any malfeasance relating to your position within this school. I do not want to see you negatively impacted by this matter, Professor."

After hesitating in replying for a few moments, the Professor said, "So noted, Mister Potter. And, thank you."

Harry, with Daphne still on his arm, noted they were walking down a hallway towards a large stone gargoyle. As they were about to stop, the Professor said to it, "Lemon Drops," and the gargoyle, almost nimbly, stepped aside.

Stepping onto the spiral staircase behind the gargoyle, Harry noticed the stairs start to ascend like a spiral escalator. After a few long seconds the stairs opened onto a landing outside an ornate wooden door. "Please, come in, Harry," Harry heard called in Dumbledore's voice from the other side of the door.

Harry opened the door and allowed Daphne and the Professor to precede him through into the office beyond. Harry could see the Headmaster sitting behind his desk at the far end of the room.

"Ah, Harry, my boy," called the Headmaster jovially. "So good of you to come."

Before Harry could respond the old man looked to Professor Flitwick and said, "Thank you for escorting Mister Potter, Filius. You and Miss Greengrass may go."

"Thank you, Headmaster," replied the Professor. "But, I'm afraid that won't be possible. Mister Potter reminded me of the school rules where it states that in the event a student is summoned before the Headmaster he or she is to be accompanied by their Head of House for the duration of the meeting. I shall be following my duty and remaining."

"I - see," said Dumbledore, clearly not happy with the response from the Professor. "And, Miss Greengrass? To what do we owe the pleasure of your attendance?"

"Harry is my betrothed; as you well know, Headmaster," she replied with a somewhat aloof air. "I have chosen to accompany him, curious as to why he was summoned with no reason given for said summons."

Hesitating only for a moment Dumbledore gave a dramatic sigh of disappointment and said, "I merely wished to enquire of Mister Potter how he was faring after his ordeal of a little over a week ago." In a stilted formal voice, Harry replied, "I am well. Thank you for your enquiry, Headmaster. Will that be all?"

With another dramatic sigh Dumbledore said, "Harry, there were quite a few children injured on that night. One of my Professors even died. I need to discuss with you what happened. Now, please take a seat."

He indicated the solitary chair before the desk.

"Headmaster," replied Harry, not moving from where he stood. "As you are no doubt aware, it would be rude for a gentleman to take seat while a Lady stands."

"Of course," replied Dumbledore. With a gesture of his wand a second seat appeared alongside the first.

Harry took a long look at the chairs before turning to Professor Flitwick. "It appears, Professor, the Headmaster expects you to take care of your own arrangements to sit

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