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In Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place (London) an emergency meeting of the Order of the Phoenix was being held.

-Who does he think he is?- yelled an extremely furious Ron Weasley, pacing back and forth through the room while crushing a torn apart newspaper in his fist.- Big-headed asshole…He was supposed to come to us, crawling at our feet and begging for us to forgive him!

An equally enraged Hermione Granger was firing hex after hex to the smug-looking photography of a certain wizard on the newspaper’s front page.

-Who does he think he’s fooling? He’s just a little puppet, and nothing more!-she shouted, the derisive tone of her voice weakened by the frantic rage which lied behind her words.- He would have never made it so far if it weren’t for us! That stupid fool can’t even open a book, let alone read it, for God’s sake!

Albus Dumbledore, who had been utterly shocked after the hearing, eventually managed to regain his self-control, and with a wide wave of his wand he demanded silence from the members of the Order.

-Calm down, my boys. This is certainly a drawback in our plans, but I’m sure we can make Harry see the error in his ways…after all, he has nobody to turn to but us.

Hermione seemed to finally relax as she pondered what the Headmaster had said.

-But –she interrupted, biting her bottom lip in a nervous gesture- didn’t he say he had already made a deal with Voldemort?

-I’m sure he only said that to demoralize us, Hermione. Voldemort would never stop persecuting him, specially now, as he knows the entire contents of the prophecy. We should concentrate our efforts in whisking him back to the Light.

Ron, who had sat down when Dumbledore had called to order, suddenly stood up, speaking vehemently:

-We do not need him! I’ve been leading the student’s force for five years, and we’ve done great without him! His only use is moping around and calling for trouble. What good is that to the Order? I say we forget him and keep on with everything just as it has been during these last years.

Silence followed the redhead’s speech. Then hell broke loose as every and each member of the Order tried to put their two cents in.

Dumbledore sighed. He’d never tell a soul, but deep down, he had no choice but to agree with that damned brat: they were utterly doomed.