"So you are going to teach me how to fight?", Harry asked incredulously, feeling a little excited at the prospect of learning some of the magic he had seen the man use against Voldemort.
"That will not be necessary", Dumbledore answered with a frown.
Harry sighed again.
"So you just think that he will be killed by his own curse again?", he questioned exasperatedly.
When the old man didn't reply Harry laughed, mostly from shock.
"That's exactly what you plan on happening", Harry exclaimed in realisation. "I am not going to take my chances with that, I will not face him or the Death Eaters without being ready", he finished firmly. "The Death Eaters are not your problem Harry", Dumbledore replied casually.
"They follow him, they are my problem", Harry answered simply. "You might be willing to risk my life on a stupid plan but I'm not", he added heatedly.
"I wish you would trust me Harry", Dumbledore sighed.
"Right now sir, there is no one I trust, especially if they expect me to fight without being trained", Harry responded.
Dumbledore stood and shook his head sadly.
"I do hope you reconsider this", he implored. "If there is anything else I can help you with then I shall do my best", he finished genuinely as he headed towards the door.
"Actually there is", Harry suddenly declared. "My wand hasn't been working properly since that night at the ministry, do you know why?" he asked hopefully handing the wood to the man.
Dumbledore drew his own and began muttering under his breath while Harry waited for him to finish.
"It is in perfect working order", Dumbledore informed him.
"It isn't", Harry proclaimed. "It gets really hot when I cast spells with it and its hard to get a spell to work at all, I can feel the magic in me reacting but it won't come out", he explained exasperatedly.
Dumbledore frowned, then his eyes suddenly widened in realization and he smiled.
"It seems as though you have outgrown your wand my boy, quite the feat indeed", he spoke happily, though he seemed a little too thoughtful for Harry's liking.
"Outgrown it?", Harry asked uncertainly. "It is possible for a witch or wizard to mature beyond the capabilities of a wand" Dumbledore explained knowingly. "Or if something changes within them", he added in a whisper, looking at Harry speculatively.
Harry just frowned not really understanding what was being said to him.
"Tell me Harry, have you had any headaches since Tom possessed you?", he asked, with a little hope in his voice.
Harry though back over the past couple of weeks and realised that he hadn't had any headaches at all, his scar hadn't even bothered him once.
"No, nothing at all, my scar hasn't hurt", Harry answered.
"I see", Dumbledore whispered, glancing to where the famous scar was, though it was hidden by the boy's hair. "May I run a few scans?", he asked. "I just want to check a few things, nothing invasive", he promised.
Harry just shrugged his compliance.
Dumbledore began casting several spells, repeating them over and over again to be sure of his findings.
"Would you mind talking to a snake if I summon one?", he inquired.
"If it will help", Harry replied confusedly.
Dumbledore summoned a snake and Harry shared a brief conversation with it as he had on other occasions with similar creatures.
"Hmm", Dumbledore mused after he had vanished it. "I would like to try one more spell, but it will be a little uncomfortable", he explained.
"If it helps with my wand then do it", Harry sighed. Dumbledore nodded and began chanting in a strange tongue while waving his wand over Harry's head.
Harry felt as though he brain was swelling within his skull and clenched his teeth under protest from the pressure. The feeling quickly receded though once Dumbledore had stopped and stared at him with a bright smile, his eyes twinkling madly.
"So?", Harry asked a little impatiently.
"Something I need to think about", the headmaster answered excitedly. "Nothing for you to worry about my boy", he assured the teen.
"Do I need a new wand then?", Harry questioned irritably.
"I believe so", Dumbledore replied. "I will fetch you in a couple of weeks and we will go to Olivander's to get one", he promised. "May I see your scar for a moment", he asked. Harry sighed and lifted his fringe so the man could see.
"Inconceivable", Dumbledore whispered. "What is?", Harry sighed.
"Your scar is almost gone", Dumbledore informed him with another smile.
"What does that mean?", Harry inquired.
"I will explain everything to you soon enough, once I myself understand it fully", Dumbledore returned sincerely.
Harry just nodded knowing that he would get no more information from the man.
"I will take my leave, but please think of what we spoke about", he requested.
"Ok, I will think about it", Harry conceded. "Good boy", Dumbledore responded before leaving the room. Harry just dragged his hand through his hair and waited for him to leave the house before entering the hallway once more.
"Are you not leaving then?", Petunia asked, sounding hopeful at the prospect.
"No Aunt Petunia", Harry answered. "How about we just stay out of each other's way", Harry suggested. "I will make sure any chores are done and you three just leave me alone, I will only want to use the bathroom and I will provide my own food", he offered, hoping that they would accept.
"Fine", Vernon agreed. "Just so long as you stay away from us", he warned.