Taking a deep breath, fighting against overwhelming fatigue, the teenager shook his head and looked at the two grown men who were the closest thing to family he had. "The Department of Mysteries was a setup. The two of you should have never been there. Bellatrix nearly killed you, Sirius. Only because you matter to me did Tom heal you. I am not held here against my will, Sirius, Remus. This is my home. The first home I have ever known, where I am not treated with scorn or contempt. I brought you here because ... because I want you by my side. Maybe that will happen. Maybe not. Honestly, from what I've seen today, I think that you are not ready to leave the past behind and work towards a better future for all witches and wizards of Britain. I can certainly see the appeal of thinking and acting like schoolboys, though I have not had that luxury since my first elementary school year. Dudley frightened away everyone who tried to be my friend. Also, I learned that having better grades than my cousin would get me punished. It was not really all that different at Hogwarts were, at the end of my first year of learning magic, I had to pass through an obstacle course set up by Dumbledore to rescue an object that would have been far safer at Gringotts in the first place."