Harry meets with Dumbledore
It was a familiar path, one that he was sure he wouldn't forget for the rest of his life. He could walk it in his sleep, he was absolutely certain. Muttering the password that he had been told the last time he had to go to Professor Dumbledore's office, he made his way up the staircase. Knocking on the heavy door, he waited for the professor to admit him in. It was different knowing that this was going to be the conversation that was going to set everything into motion. The last time he had been in this position he had been trying to absorb all this information, now he was unsure of how much Dumbledore knew and how much they needed to cover. He would find out soon enough though.