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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 4, 2005 20:32:21 GMT -5
Chapter 1: Trouble at the Dursleys
It was five o’clock in the morning on what was going to be the hottest day of the summer. Number four Privet Drive was very quiet except for the snores coming from the rooms of Dudley and Aunt Petunia. A boy lay on his bed asleep. Harry Potter had grown a lot during his two weeks at Privet Drive. He now looked like a grown man with a mustache. It was he quietest it had ever been on Privet Drive until a loud ring broke the silence. Harry’s alarm clock woke him with a start. Harry rolled out of bed and stared in the mirror. A skinny boy with a very trim mustache and ruffled hair stared back at him.
Harry fully looked like a seventeen year old boy. He wasn’t as skinny as he was before because you can now see the muscles that he worked for during the three weeks that he had been on Privet Drive. He was also built on his chest and stomach, which had abs. He sighed and went to sit down on his bed. He had been on Privet Drive for three weeks with only one letter from each of his two best friends Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley. He also got a letter from Lupin and surprisingly, one from Dumbledore. The letter from Dumbledore was less than he expected. All Dumbledore had said was to don’t worry that he would be out of Privet Drive soon and other non-important things. Harry couldn’t wait till he left Privet Drive. He would not have to return. He would soon be a legal adult in the wizard world and he could live there. He could afford an apartment of his own with his money in Gringotts and he would never have to come back to this miserable place. He Dursleys were not as mean as before though. They mostly gave him the silent treatment and then mutter a few words to him once in a blue moon. He picked up his toothbrush from his bedside table and went to brush his teeth.
As he walked through the hallway that led to the bathroom, he had the strange feeling that he was being followed. Maybe it was the feeling of having to face Lord Voldemort again and probably for the last time in his life. Snores were coming from the other two rooms in the house. When he got in the bathroom, he stared at himself again in the mirror and sighed again. After he brushed his teeth, he took a shower and went back into his room to see a strange figure outside of his window. It was getting a little bit lighter outside but he still could not make out the figure outside. He walked over to his bedside table and got his wand and made for the window. He opened it carefully, heard a large “hoot” and four owls flew inside and started hooting. “Shhhhh” said Harry. He did not feel like waking the Dursleys and have them yell at him. The birds seem to have heard and they stopped and landed on his bed. He noticed the brightest one first. Hedwig, his owl was holding a dead frog in her beak and was hooting very softly now. Harry turned from Hedwig and ducked as a little ball came at him. Pigwidgeon flew across the room and was circling the ceiling with a letter clamped in his beak. “Pig, come down here now” said Harry to the little bird. It soared down and hit the bed with a loud thump. It stood up again and dropped the letter on the bed and flew out the window. Harry opened the letter to see Ron’s handwriting:
Hey Harry, How is it going? How are the Muggles treating you? Guess what? I just got my apparition test letter. My test is on July 31. When is yours? Maybe we can go together because I expect we will be seeing you very soon. Have to go now. Too much house work to do. Mum and Dad are at Headquarters and we will be going there soon. C-ya later mate. Ron
Harry put the letter aside and looked at the other two owls that were left. He noticed the owl from the headmaster of Hogwarts. Dumbledore’s owl always looked sophisticated with the Hogwarts crest pinned on the owl. As soon as Harry took the letter from the owl, it spread its wing very carefully and soared out of the window very elegantly. Hedwig eyed the owl as it left and Harry had the feeling that Hedwig did not like it. Harry opened the letter and read it. It said the usual. Be safe, and to look out for himself. But it also said “I expect that I’ll be seeing you soon”. Why was everyone writing this in their letters? He had only been at Privet Drive for exactly three weeks. Would he be leaving already? Harry looked at the last owl and smiled. It was a very beautiful tawny owl and Harry recognized it because he thought that it’s owner was also beautiful. This was the owl of Hermione Granger, one of Harry’s best friend and the girl that he very much liked. He took the letter from the owl and it zoomed out the window quickly. Harry opened the letter:
Dear Harry, How are you? I hope that you are well and that the Dursleys are treating you very well. I want to thank you once again for last year. So…umm…did you hear about Dumbledore running for Minister? He has the most votes. Or did somebody already tell you. I will be leaving for Headquarters today. So…did anybody tell you what Headquarters was going to be like? I heard it’s new. And I am just blabbing aren’t I? (laugh). Well…I’ll guess I’ll be seeing you very soon won’t I? Be good now. Love, Hermione
Harry smiled as he re-read the letter again. He was going to start reading it again until he heard something behind him. He turned around to see another owl. This owl looked even more elegant and it was standing on the window sill. Harry went to it and saw the Ministry of Magic seal on it. The owl dropped Harry’s letter and flew out the window. Harry wondered what this was about. Surely he wasn’t in trouble again was he? He opened the letter and read:
Dear Mr. Potter, As you know, you are going into your seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As you are going to be seventeen years of age, it is now legal for you to use magic outside of school. Also, just to inform you, your apparition test will be held at the Ministry of Magic on level six at 2:30 pm on July 31. Have a great holiday.
Best wishes, Carfalda Wophick Apparation Test Office Ministry of Magic
Harry smiled as he finished the letter. He picked up a roll of parchment and wrote a letter back to Ron telling him the date of his apparition test and he also wrote a letter back to Hermione. He then left his room and went downstairs to see the Dursleys sitting at the table eating breakfast.
Rest of chapter one at bottom. Please review on mugglenet also.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 4, 2005 20:34:24 GMT -5
“Good morning Aunt Petunia, Uncle Dursley” muttered Harry to them. They grunted and Uncle Vernon went back to reading his paper and Aunt Petunia was making some bacon and eggs. Dudley was just sitting at the table staring at Harry. He had lost a lot of weight since last summer and he was not eating as much as he did thanks to his school nurse who had complained and complained until his parents had took him out camping and had almost nothing to eat while Harry was left with Mrs. Figg. The Dursleys still did not know about Mrs. Figg being a squib or anything. Harry got himself a bowl of cereal and when he was done, he got up to leave but…<br>“Sit down boy” barked Uncle Vernon. Harry looked at them in surprise. He did not remember doing anything he was not supposed to so he just sat down quietly wishing that this will not result in a fight at Privet Drive. “Yes?” asked Harry politely. Uncle Vernon put down his news paper and Aunt Petunia sat down next to Vernon. “As you may already know, when you arrived at our doorstep the dreadful night you parents died, that old man left us a letter. The letter explained…” started Uncle Vernon but Harry could already see where this was heading. “I know what the letter said and if that is what you wanted to talk about, I’d have to say that I am not the least bit interested” interrupted Harry rudely and got up to leave again. Uncle Vernon turned red and stood up. “Sit down you insolent little boy and listen well. Very well. In a few weeks, it will be your seventeenth birthday and that letter said that you will be an adult in that crack-headed world of yours. So…I want you out. You can go live in that school of yours or on the street but I want you out. You are also never to come back when you leave or disturb my family ever again. You will stay here until you are to go to school. Then when school is over, you can come and get your things and leave. Immediately” finished Uncle Vernon. Harry could not believe what he was hearing. A hot anger that had been boiling up inside him for sixteen years was about to burst and he knew it. “Do you understand me? I said do you understand the words coming out of…” but Uncle Vernon never got to finish what he was saying. Harry had got up and hit him across the face and he had fell on the floor Aunt Petunia screamed and Dudley stood up. “How dare you hit my dad you freak of nature” and he started walking towards Harry. Harry pulled out his wand and Dudley stopped. “I will break that ugly little stick if you don’t get it out of my face. I know you aren’t allowed to use magic outside of school.”<br>“Oh yeah? Here read this” said Harry and he took out the Ministry of Magic letter out from his pocket and threw it at Dudley. As Dudley read, his eyes opened a little. “So what, you’re not “of age” yet dumbass or can’t you read now.”<br>“So what. If you want, try me” said Harry raising is wand more. Dudley just stood there and looked at Harry. “Now if you all will excuse me, I am out of here” said Harry and he walked out of the kitchen into the living room. As his hand touched the doorknob, he heard someone call him. “Harry” screamed Aunt Petunia. “What do you want?” asked Harry turning around but what he saw made some of his anger go away. Aunt Petunia was crying. “Harry…please wait. Please be careful out there” said Aunt Petunia still in tears. “Now you want to be nice, what happened to the almost sixteen years that I have been living here? You think that I will just forget them like that? I don’t think so” finished Harry and he opened the door and walked out. He had never felt an anger like he did now. He set off for Mrs. Figg’s house kicking the Dursleys garbage can over while he went. How could the Dursleys just kick him out the house? He wanted to leave but he never thought that they would kick him out.
Everything was just happening to him so quickly and he could not take it any longer. He just felt like breaking something and disappearing forever. When he got to Mrs. Figg’s house a couple of blocks away, he knocked on the door and as the door opened, their batty old neighbor came into view still in her nightgown, her grizzly gray hair tied back into a bun reminding Harry very vaguely of Professor Mcgonnagal. “Hi Harry, I wasn’t expecting you. Come in, I’ve just made some breakfast” said Mrs. Figg. “Thanks” replied Harry walking in the house. Mrs. Figg’s house was a one bedroom house with a kitchen and a living room. It was quite little but she thought it was perfect for her. “So, what brings you here this morning?” asked Mrs. Figg from the kitchen. “The Dursleys” replied Harry. Mrs. Figg came back in the living room and gave Harry toast, eggs, and tea while Harry explained the argument that he had with the Dursleys. “So, they want you to leave as soon as you come back from Hogwarts?” asked Mrs. Figg in shock. “Yeah. It’s not like I want to stay, it’s just I did not expect them to throw it on me like that. They know the things I am going thru” said Harry. “Well, you probably won’t have to come back here at all. Don’t worry, Dumbledore will find a place for you. I’m sure he will” replied Mrs. Figg smiling. Harry stayed there until noon and they talked about the wizarding world and his parents and, not by Harry’s choice, girls. “So, do you have your mind on any girl? You’re growing Harry. You know I got married at seventeen. Got married to a squib. Armani Figg. So who is it? Is she beautiful?” asked Mrs. Figg making Harry blush. “Umm…well…” but Harry never got to finish because of a loud bang. “What in god’s name is that?” screamed Mrs. Figg and he threw on slippers and they both ran out the door and into the street and Harry’s stomach gave a leap. The top of the Dursleys house was on fire and floating in the sky was a green skeleton face with a snake erupting from the mouth. “Oh no” said Harry and he started running down the street disregarding the people that were coming out of their houses to look. As he got to the house, he pulled out his wand and saw that the door of the house was blasted open and he could hear screaming inside. “Please, he’s not here. Just leave out family alone. Please” screamed Aunt Petunia. Harry ran inside to see them cowering beside the fireplace and two Death Eaters had their wands pointed out at them. “I’ll give you to the count of three you filthy little muggles, then we’ll attack” said one of them. “Leave them alone” said Harry and they turned. All Harry could see of their faces were a pair of green eyes and the other gray. “Well, well, well, Mr. Potter. We have been looking for you” said the one with the gray eyes and Harry noticed that voice to be the voice of Lucius Malfoy. “Macnair, he’s down here” screamed the other and Harry looked up the stairs to see another Death Eater coming down. “Filthy little half-blood,” said Macnair coming down, “had me dirty my fingernails looking for him”<br>“I’m sure they were already dirty” replied Harry. “Why you little scum” yelled Macnair and he jumped the last step and raised his wand but Lucius stopped him. “No Macnair. We need to bring him in alive”<br>“What in the bloody hell is going on here? Oh my God. Must get to Dumbledore” screamed Mrs. Figg and she turned around to run back out into the street but…<br>“Incarcerous” screamed Malfoy and ropes flew out his wand and wrapped themselves tightly around Mrs. Figg and she fell with the scream of Aunt Petunia. “I don’t think we need to get in contact with him, now do we?” said Macnair. Harry bent down to help her but Lucius ran over and kicked him to the wall and he dropped his wand. Lucius picked him up by the throat. “Now, you’re coming with us” said Lucius and he rose his wand but Harry had a better idea. Stalling. “Why couldn’t Voldemort come get me by himself? He has you little scums under his command and he knows he can’t come because of the prophecy doesn’t he?”<br>“You little…Crucio” screamed the green eyed man but Malfoy deflected it. “Tell me now, what do you know about the prophecy!” demanded Lucius. “I’ve heard the prophecy. Too bad you haven’t” replied Harry smirking but hardly as the pain on his throat was increasing. “POTTER! Your life is in my hands” and he squeezed hard and Harry winced and the Dursleys yelled but it was not because of the pain that Harry was experiencing but because of the loud crack that broke through the noise out on the street and everywhere else. “STUPEFY!”<br>“WADDIWASI!”
rest of chappie one on bottom!
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 4, 2005 20:35:07 GMT -5
Two voices erupted from behind the other two Death Eaters and Luicus let go of Harry who fell on the floor and they all turned around. A red jet of light was heading towards the green-eyed Death Eater who ducked just in time and a table flew towards Macnair and hit him and he flew back and broke through the window and landed outside. Harry got up and looked at the people who sent the spell to see Lupin with his wand out, Tonks with her wand out, and Mad-eye looking as livid as ever. “You shouldn’t have come here today” said Moody as they walked toward the remaining two Death Eaters. Lucius thought fast and grabbed Harry and pulled him in front of him. “Take one more step and he’s dead” he said smiling but Harry quickly wiped that smile off his face by jamming his elbow into his stomach and he doubled over. “Harry, MOVE” yelled Mad-eye and as Harry jumped out of the way, another red jet of light came towards Malfoy but with a loud crack like a whip, Malfoy had apparated out of the house. They turned to the other Death Eater to see him apparate and another apprating sound told them that the Death Eater who had gotten blasted out the window had also apparated. “Alright there Harry?” asked Tonks whose hair was brunet, long and curly today. “Yeah” replied Harry and he went and untied Mrs. Figg. “Arabella. Are you ok?” asked Mad-eye walking towards her. Harry went to Lupin while Tonks went over to the Dursleys and tried to calm them. “How did you guys know they were here?” asked Harry to Lupin. “We didn’t. We were coming to get you anyway. Good thing we did come the time we did” replied Lupin sadly. “So, I’m leaving with you guys today?” asked Harry. “Yes. Tonks, help Harry get his things. We must go. It is a long walk after all” said Lupin to Tonks. “We’re walking to Grimmauld Place?” asked Harry stunned. “No, of course not. We changed it remember?” said Tonks leaving the Dursleys on the couch and coming over to him. “Shut up! We can’t talk about this here. Hurry up!” growled Mad-eye Moody. “Someone woke up this morning with his eye stuck. Backwards” laughed Tonks as they walked up to Harry’s room. “So, where are we going?” asked Harry again. “It’s a surprise. At least I think it will be” replied Tonks. When they got in the room, they wasted not time but started packing. Harry took out all his clothes from the closet and put them on the bed. He bent down and lifted the loose floorboard and took out all of his books and put them on his empty bed. “Wait…where did the clothes go?” asked Harry looking at his trunk to see them in their folded neatly and Tonks with her wand out. “I’ve gotten used to it” said Tonks smiling. He threw his books in the trunk and brought down Hedwig’s cage which held a sleeping snowy white owl and then he went to his closet again and brought out his Firebolt. “Got everything?”<br>“Yeah” replied Harry. “Locomotor trunk” cried Tonks and the trunk lifted off the ground and followed them down the stairs. “We’re ready” said Tonks as they got down. Lupin, Moody, Mrs. Figg, and the Dursleys were sitting on the couch talking. “Great. Let’s go. Harry, I hope you have everything because you will not be returning” said Mad-eye heading to the fireplace. “I’m not?” asked Harry. “No Harry. And I must admit, it will be too much for them” said Lupin also heading to the fireplace. Harry looked at the Dursleys. Aunt Petunia’s eyes were full of tears but Uncle Vernon was looking undaunted. “Well, I see nobody wants to say goodbye to the other so, lets go Harry” said Lupin and he pulled out a bag from his pocket. “Wait” said Aunt Petunia. She ran up to them and embraced Harry who felt awkward and as she let go, she whispered “good luck” in Harry’s ear. Harry smiled at her and turned and grabbed some floo powder from the bag Lupin was holding. “Incendio” muttered Tonks pointing her wand at the fireplace and a fire erupted from it. Harry threw the powder in and it turned emerald green. Then he stepped in and felt a warm breeze from the fire. “So, where are we going?” asked Harry. “Just say Godric’s Inn” replied Lupin. Harry looked back at the Dursleys to see Aunt Petunia waving and Dudley just staring at him, his expression frozen. “Godric’s Inn” shouted Harry and he felt the sucking sensation once again pull him. All he could see were whirls of green flames and fireplaces. He caught a glimpse of a sign that said “Godric’s Inn” with red and gold letters through one of the fireplaces and he moved and the next thing he knew, he was spinning in the fireplace and then he suddenly stopped. He stepped out to see a glimmering pub like the Three Broomsticks but better. There was a man sitting at the counter reading a magazine entitled “Godric’s Query”.
“Umm. Hi” said Harry. The man looked up and smiled. “Welcome. Harry Potter” he said. CRACK Tonks, Lupin, and Moody had apparated into the Pub. “Where is this?” asked Harry and it was Lupin that answered. “We’re in a town that you might just remember. A town called Godric’s Hollow.”<br>
***Reviews Please***
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Post by Jess on May 5, 2005 16:41:54 GMT -5
Hey KC, I read this story on mugglenet a while ago, I didn't know it was yours when I read it! That was before you wanted a beta.
I love this story, it's so clever.
-Jess(JJ) ;D
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 5, 2005 20:53:01 GMT -5
NICE!! that's koo. I have a beta who read my story before i asked them to beta it...lol...wow...well the chapter i want u to beta is coming fine...i'll put up more 2morrow. ;D
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 10, 2005 19:00:25 GMT -5
Chapter 2: Back to Godric’s Hollow
“Wait…I’ve heard that name before. Isn’t this the village in which I was born?” asked Harry looking at them astounded. “Yes it is Harry. We’ve found it the perfect place for Headquarters. With Sirius gone, Kreacher would not take orders from anybody. Kept on leaving the house as he pleases and no one knew what he was up to” replied Lupin smiling. “But, I don’t remember any thing here” he said looking around at the pub. “Well, I remember you, Mr. Potter” said the man and he strode over to them. He was a tall man with long gray hair up to his elbows yet he looked no older than sixty. He smiled and Harry saw that he was missing a front tooth. “Umm…you do?!” asked Harry. “Of course, your parents used to come to this pub almost every day. Lived right on Old Godric’s Road. They liked spending time here talking to people and they were, you could say, the life of this village. Never seen a couple like them. You used to love the drinks here. One that you favored very much was the Peppermint Slurp which was very odd because it was one that was hated by the rest of the kids. But of course, after Lily and James death, Godric’s Hollow has never been the same. I still get visitors of course but barely. This place isn’t as nearly as active as it was. Most people feared that You-Know-Who would come back. Oh, and by the way, my name is Mr. Thistle” finished the bartender leaving everybody stunned. “Umm…” started Harry but he cut him off. “No need Harry. I know. I’m glad you’re back and please visit” he said. “Well, thank you for that Thomas, but we have to get going” growled Moody walking towards Harry. Harry took a glance at Lupin to see his eyes watery and his face without expression. He looked back at Thomas Thistle who nodded at him and went back to his seat behind the counter. Harry bent down, took his trunk and walked out of the pub with it and what he saw was not what he had expected.
He had expected the village to be dirty with litter all over the floor but it wasn’t. The street gleamed with pearly white bricks and there were nice stores and pubs lined up in a straight line side by side. “Whoa” muttered Harry as Lupin, Tonks, and Moody came out. “What did you expect? This is one of the richest wizarding villages. Godric Gryffindor founded it” said Tonks smiling. “Can we have a look around?” asked Harry. “Not now Potter. We’re already late. Dumbledore will be expecting us” growled Moody. “We’ll come back later Harry” said Tonks and they turned left and headed down the street. Harry looked into the shops as he passed to see some people in there shopping. There were shops full of cauldrons and shops with just books. Harry was reminded of Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade as he passed the shops. When they got to an intersection, Harry saw a sign that said New Godric’s Road and he turned to follow it but Lupin stopped him. “Not there Harry. We’re still going” Harry looked forward and saw nothing but trees. “But… that’s a forest. Nobody would go in there!”<br>“Exactly” said Lupin and he winked. Harry turned back around and followed them.
As they got to the trees, Lupin, Moody, and Tonks pulled out their wands and lit it. They stepped in and Harry could see why they lit their wands. It was dark and this forest looked exactly like the Forbidden Forest. Harry felt like he was not supposed to be there. He looked up and saw nothing but leaves which were covering the sun completely. They started to walk again turning here and there dodging between trees and Harry who wasn’t used to this, tripping over twigs. They walked for about five more minutes and then they stopped in what looked to be the dead middle of the forest. It would have scared anybody to be where they were now and what made Harry jump was the loud howl that he heard. “There not real,” said Tonks watching Harry. “Believe it or not but these woods are completely safe. Dumbledore just felt it would more “believable” if he added animal sounds.”<br>“Here” said Moody throwing a piece of paper at him. Harry looked at it and noticed the handwriting and read:
The Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix can be found in the forest of Godric’s Hollow in the middle of the two trees in the heart of the forest.
He looked up and saw two trees side by side. Moody took the paper back and set it on fire until it burned to nothing but ash. Harry looked back at the trees and concentrated on what he read and soon, they could see a house appearing in between them pushing the trees aside. The house was very big with a lot of windows and a chimney at the top. It was white and had a gleaming white door in front of it with gold writing that said: “Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix”. Harry smiled because he knew that as long as he was there, he was safe. “Welcome home Harry” said Tonks smiling at him. They headed up the steps Harry going last. When they reached the top of the stairs, Moody took his wand and scraped it across the welcome sign and the door swung open. They walked inside and Harry was stunned.
This was nothing that he expected. He saw four different sets of staircases, each leading to a different part of the house. The left staircase was leading downstairs, the two middle ones were leading up and forked about ten steps up and the right staircase was also leading downstairs. “What kind of place is this” asked Harry amazed. “You have to be careful where to go Harry” started Lupin, “the staircase on the left leads to the kitchen, this one,” he pointed at one of the ones leading up that forked left, “leads to the bedrooms and the other one leads to the actual “headquarters” of the Order. The rooms up there are where we have meetings and plans for…stuff and no one is allowed up there without permission. And last, that one” he said pointing at the staircase at the far right, “leads underground and no one is allowed down there except for Dumbledore. There are five doors down there, each locked. Behind each door are five monsters and beasts of level five classification. Which means that if, and I highly doubt this, if a death eater was to enter this building and they went down there, they would not stand a chance” he sighed. “Wow” muttered Harry. He walked up to the staircases examining them but a loud squeal made him turn to the left staircase. He was nearly thrown over as a girl with long ginger hair threw her arms around him.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 10, 2005 19:01:48 GMT -5
“Ginny…can’t…breathe” choked Harry. “Sorry” she said letting go. Harry looked over her shoulder to see three people walking towards them behind her. Mrs. Weasley, Ron, and Hermione was headed towards them. “Oh Harry, it’s so nice to see you again at last” proclaimed Mrs. Weasley giving him another one of her motherly hugs. “Good to see ya mate” said Ron to Harry who smiled. A very pretty girl with very bushy brown hair came up to Harry and gave him a hug. Hermione was smiling and her cheeks were a little pink. “Hi Harry. It’s so good to see you again” she said. “It’s good to see you too. All of you” added Harry looking around at the crew. “Well, We’re off upstairs Harry. We have to inform Dumbledore about your arrival and the Death Eaters…” started Lupin. “Death Eater!” cried Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny and Hermione. “Yes Molly. Lucius and two of his companions were at Privet Drive” answered Tonks. “What for” she exclaimed angrily. All eyes were now on Moody, Lupin, and Tonks. “We’ll discuss that at the meeting tonight” growled Moody. “But we want to know too. You haven’t been letting us in on anything” Ginny piped up. “You’ll be at this one” replied Lupin, “as for now, you three can help Harry take his things upstairs and he can tell you what happened. And don’t stray off too far if you leave the house.”<br>“Leave the house! I think not! Not when there are Death Eater out there!” snapped Mrs. Weasley. “They’ll be okay Molly. Harry has to see he village” said Lupin and with that, they went upstairs and Harry heard a door slam. “Just make sure to tell me when you leave. I’ll be in the kitchen” said Mrs. Weasley and she left back downstairs. “C’mon Harry” said Hermione grabbing his hand and leading him upstairs. She took out her wand with her other hand and pointed it at Harry’s trunk and muttered: “Locomotor Trunk” and the trunk followed them up the stairs. Ron and Ginny looked at each other, smiled, and followed suit.
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“So, the Death Eaters came to take you to You-Know-Who?” asked Ron. They were in Ron’s and Harry’s bedroom which was very spacious and consisted of two dressers, mirrors, beds, and a bathroom complete with shower in one of the doors. Ron took the time that he had to decorate the room with the Chudley Cannons posters. “I guess. And now the Dursleys don’t want me back. I guess I could stay here. But fun would it be?” replied Harry. “I’m sure you can stay with us Harry” said Ginny to him smiling. “Thanks” muttered Harry. “So, have you been to any stores yet?” asked Ron changing the subject. “No. We did not have any chance” replied Harry. “We can all go. I’ve been just to the Quidditch Shop” said Ron “C’mon Ron. He just got back. Surely he needs some rest” snapped Hermione. “Not really Hermione. I want to go. I mean I want to learn more about this town as my parents lived here” explained Harry and they all gaped at him. “Your parents lived in Godric’s Hollow?” asked Ginny amazed. “Yeah. Hasn’t anyone told you?”asked Harry. “No! Ginny told you. They don’t tell us anything around here. It’s nerve-racking sometimes. Snape comes in and reports something and goes. We can’t use the Extendable Ears anymore either since they have their own room now” snarled Hermione. “Oh. Well then, let’s go and have a look around the village” protested Harry and they all got up and left the room.
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They spent almost the whole day exploring the main road of Godric’s Hollow where all the shops were. The first shop that they went in was a store by the name of Divine Divination. They weren’t surprised at what they found in there. There were a few customers each gaping at Harry as he passed. There were crystal balls of all sizes and tea leaves and other things neither Harry nor Ron were interested in. They went into Flourish and Blotts next and after that the Pet Emporium. The store that Harry and Ron really enjoyed going into was none other than Quality Quidditch Supplies. There were all sorts of new Quidditch supplies from new broom servicing kits so plans for new brooms featured up on the walls. But what amazed Harry the most was new Quidditch robes. One that he really liked had goggles and robes that automatically repelled water. It also came with special gripping gloves for a better hold on the broom and, in Harry’s case, the Snitch. All it needed was a heating system inside of the robes and it would be perfect. Harry and Ron left the store to see what Hermione and Ginny was up to in the potions store when they saw them coming out of it giggling. “What’s so funny? Find a love potion?” joked Ron. “Shut up Ron. Where are we going now?” asked Ginny. “It’s getting late. I heard the meeting starts at seven and it’s six. We have to get going” Hermione proposed checking her watch. “Just one more store. I want you guys to meet someone. C’mon” said Harry and he ran off in the direction of Godric’s Inn. They were almost there when Hermione stopped.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 10, 2005 19:03:20 GMT -5
“Do you feel that?” she insisted. “Feel what?” asked Ron. “It’s getting colder. It’s not supposed to be cold” Hermione said forcefully but there was a note of fright in her voice. “Yeah. You’re right Hermione. But…you don’t think…” started Harry and he looked around as if expecting someone to jump out at them. “Oh my God Harry. She’s right. There here!” screamed Ginny and they looked the way she was looking to see three hooded Dementors gliding their way but not noticing them yet. The Dementors were searching in stores for something. “Run” yelled Harry and they all headed for the Inn. They were almost there when the door burst open and Mr. Thistle came out with his wand in his right hand.
“Get in Harry and get down under the counter. I’ll take care of them” he growled at them. They ran in and headed for the counter and they all bent down behind it. They waited and suddenly, Harry felt it. He felt like he just got poured with cold ice water and he heard Thomas talk. “Why are you searching out village? Leave at once. Your master already took lives of people from this village.” They was only silence and then a familiar sucking noise could be heard. Harry pulled out his wand and tried to get up but they pulled him down. “No” mouthed Hermione to him. “Expecto Patronum!” yelled Mr. Thistle and the Inn was filled with silver light and the place started to get warmer again. “Colloportus” said Mr. Thistle and they heard the sound of metal slam on something and the room became dark. “Lumos! You can come out now. They’re gone.”<br>
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny got up to see the wand of them man lit. “Thank you Sir” said Hermione to him. “Your welcome Miss…” “Granger”<br>“…Granger. And you two look familiar. Are you two Weasley’s?” he asked. Ginny nodded. “Mr. Thistle, these are my friends from school, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny. Thanks for that. Do you think that they were looking for us?”<br>“No. Just searching. This wasn’t the first time that they have come around. But I think it will be their last. Last time, nobody chased them away” he replied. “So you don’t think they’ll be back?” asked Ginny. “No. But you four better get back to the Order. It’s getting late and I expect they’ll be wanting to know where you are” he demanded. “You know about the Order? What else do you know? Do you know where Volde… I mean you know who is?” insisted Harry. If the Order did not want to tell them anything, then he would try his hardest to find information. “What I do know, Harry, is that you guys should get going” retorted Mr. Thistle. “C’mon Harry. He’s right” said Hermione. Mr. Thistle ushered them through the back door. As they ran over to the forest, they saw that all the stores was boarded up with metal gates. They ran through the forest till they got in the center and saw the two trees standing tall by each other. As they approached it, a house could be seen materializing in between them. They ran up to the steps and Hermione took out her wand and scraped it across the sign and the door swung open.
“Where have you been! I told you to come back early. Everyone is here waiting for you. Even Dumbledore” screamed Mrs. Weasley at them. She was coming up from the kitchen carrying a big pot of soup. “Sorry mom. We got held up. Dementors came searching for Harry” panted Ron. Mrs. Weasley nearly dropped the pot she was holding. “Dementors? Here?”<br>“Yes Mrs. Weasley” replied Harry. “This is getting out of control. All four of you, go upstairs now and change for dinner. Somebody will come and get you when we’re ready. Dumbledore has to know about this,” she said to them rather fast and started walking up the stairs that lead to the Order offices while muttering to herself. “C’mon. We’d better go” said Hermione and she started up the stairs. Harry and Ron changed without a word and they waited for someone to come get them.
After about ten minutes, someone knocked on the door and Ron opened it to find Lupin staring into the room with Ginny and Hermione behind them dressed in their night gowns and Hermione carrying Crookshanks. “Are you ready?” asked Lupin and Ron nodded and they left the room. They walked down the stairs and back up the stairs that led to the offices of the Order. When they got to the top of the stairs, they saw a metal door without a key hold. Lupin took out his wand and jabbed it at the door and surprisingly, the wand went right through the door and he took it back out and the door swung open. “Don’t try that with your wand. It won’t work” said Lupin with his back still to them. They stepped in to see a hall with rows of doors on the wall, each of them closed. They walked to the end of the hall to a silver door. Lupin took out his wand again and jabbed it at the door and it swung open. They walked in to see a large room dimly lit with a fireplace and had a large square table in the middle which was holding twelve people. “Welcome Harry. Have a seat” said Dumbledore who was at the head of the table with two other people next to him. The two people Harry did not expect to see. Professor’s Snape, who had an expressionless face, and Mcgonnagal who had a smile on her face.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 10, 2005 19:13:23 GMT -5
the next chapter is kind of sad people and the idea came from Christina!!!!! ;D
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Post by tomluvr1218 on May 16, 2005 7:39:54 GMT -5
hey, kc, when are you gonna put the rest on here? cause i thought it would be easier to read it on here, i havent read your latest post.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 16, 2005 14:10:22 GMT -5
i'll post it now...so your not going to review at Mugglnet no more?
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 16, 2005 14:16:12 GMT -5
Chapter 3: The Will and the Prophecy
Harry looked around the table and saw that Moody, Tonks, Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Bill, and surprisingly, Fred and George, were seated at the table. They walked in and Lupin went to sit with Moody and Tonks and so did Ginny. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat across Dumbledore, McGonnagall, and Snape. George was seated with them.
"How’s everything Harry?” whispered George.
“Good I guess. Are you in the Order?” asked Harry.
“Well, not officially,” he replied frowning. Dumbledore cleared his throat.
“Once again, welcome to the Order of the Phoenix meeting. We will start once everybody has eaten the delicious meal that Molly has prepared and is full to bust. So… tuck in,” he said waving his hands and the food appeared on the table. For a few minutes, all that could be heard was the chink of plates and cutlery and the scraping of pots as they put foods into their plates. When everybody had got their food, discussion filled the room immediately. Dumbledore immediately went into a fast discussion with McGonagall and Snape. Harry only caught words like “will…battle…Harry…kill…” Harry’s heart seemed to stop. Surely Dumbledore had not told anyone about the prophecy had he? Harry looked around the table to see Hermione eating silently and Ron having a discussion with Ginny and Tonks. Moody and Lupin were silently chatting so fast that you could not catch a word that they were saying.
When everybody finished dinner and desert (rhubarb crumble and strawberry pudding), Dumbledore stood up again and with a wave of his hands, the plates and pots were gone and total silence filled the room. Harry could feel his stomach filling with butterflies. Dumbledore reached inside of his purple robes and brought out his wand and waved it across the table and a silver streak came out of it. Almost suddenly, two shallow stone basins engraved with runes and symbols appeared in the middle of the table. Harry noticed them to be a Pensieve. One that he recognized was the one that looked much older and had a silver substance in it. That one was owned by Dumbledore but the second one looked brand new and it had nothing in it. Harry looked at Dumbledore puzzled and he looked back at him, his eyes twinkling.
“Let the Order of the Phoenix meeting begin,” said Dumbledore and he sat down, but he did not stop there.
“We are glad to say that we have two new recruits into the Order. Welcome Fred and George Weasley.” Fred and George stood up and bowed and everybody laughed…everyone except Mrs. Weasley.
“Thank you,” continued Dumbledore. But after that, the smile disappeared from his mouth and his eyes turned a cold blue. “Voldemort, has been gathering a lot more followers than we thought we might. We have people working night and day trying to find out as much as we can about what he is up to. Professor Snape, as you all know, has agreed to go undercover for the Order and act as a Death Eater. He has managed to convince some of them that he is a spy for them and that he is against us. Just biding his time. We thank him for that.” Snape looked at Harry and their eyes met. Dumbledore continued.
“Also, we have Aurors working to prevent any more attacks on Hogwarts and they are trying their hardest to gather any information that they can about what Voldemort is planning to do next. This might come to news to some of you but it is good news: Fudge has been sacked from the Ministry and the new position of the Minister of Magic will be taken by me.” Harry looked at the rest of them to see Ron’s mouth open and Hermione’s eyes wide. But then…that means…thought Harry.
“That means that you will be leaving Hogwarts. We won’t stand a chance without you there Professor” blurted out Harry.
“Calm down, Harry. I have had a talk with the Ministry and they have agreed on me taking my office as Minister and Headmaster at Hogwarts. Any owls that need to come to me will find me there.”<br>
“But if Fudge is out of office, then how is Voldemort recruiting followers? Surely everybody must know now that he is back,” Hermione said.
“Aha…only if it was that easy Mrs. Granger,” this time, it was Mcgonnagal that spoke up. “He is now going back to the tricks and games that he used to use. He is bribing familes and or blackmailing them. You have absolutely the types of weapons that he has.”
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 16, 2005 14:17:20 GMT -5
“But how come we have not heard of any attacks then?” asked Ginny.
“There was an attack early this summer. Did you not hear?” asked Bill and the four of them shook their heads. “Remember the Evans girl that used to go with you guys everywhere?” asked McGonnagall and Hermione gasped and Ron turned red.
“No,” whispered Ron.
“Yes. There was an attack on their family. Her brother worked as an Auror and he started to help the Order out and news got to Voldemort about it and he sent some Death Eaters to their house and attacked…unfortunately, no one got hurt but the Death Eaters. And now, the Evan’s are living in America and Miss Evans is going to a wizarding school there” explained McGonagall.
“So she’s not coming back to Hogwarts!” shouted Ron.
“Ronald. Control yourself. She is not coming back because she is in danger and if you really liked her, you would help her by making sure she is safe,” retorted Mrs. Weasley.
“Yeah? Well Harry gets attacked at the Dursleys twice by You-Know-Who’s followers and he doesn’t get sent to America, now does he?” ranted Ron.
“Twice! What do you mean twice? Harry only got attacked once…unless there is something somebody’s not telling me!” snapped Dumbledore looking around the table. Ron stopped talking and looked down at his legs.
“We meant to tell you Professor but we absolutely forgot,” said Tonks looking at Dumbledore.
“Well…” said Dumbledore inviting her to continue.
“Well, when we went to go pick Harry up from his family, Lucius and his pals was there and he had Harry by the throat threatening him about something that has to do with the prophecy” finished Tonks.
“Did he know anything about the prophecy?” asked Dumbledore to Harry looking him into the eyes through his half-moon spectacles.
“No. I brought it up to stall for time,” replied Harry and Dumbledore relaxed a little.
“Also Professor Dumbledore, there were Dementors.” Everybody turned to Hermione who was staring straight at Dumbledore.
“Dementors, Miss Granger? Where?” asked Dumbledore more calm.
“Well, we went to look around the village and two of them came to search the village. Mr. Thistle said that they have been there twice. He sent them away with his patronus” replied Hermione quietly.
“Yes. I expect they would be. But as far as they don’t suspect us to be here, it is fine” replied Dumbledore.
“Excuse me Professor Dumbledore but I must get going. Remember the meeting I had told you about?” said Bill.
“Oh yes Mr. Weasley. Good luck” said Dumbledore. Bill got up and smiled at all of them and left the room.
“Professor, what are those…umm…things for?” asked Ginny pointing to the Pensieve.
“This is called a Pensieve. Miss Weasley and we will get to them later,” smiled Dumbledore at Ginny and she nodded.
“When we cleared out of Grimmauld Place, we searched the house of anything that might be of news to the Order and we found a parchment hidden very well in Sirius’s room. That parchment contained a will that he wanted me to go through with and that is what I wanted to share with you all since most of you are included in it. Even you Severus,” Dumbledore added as an afterthought and Severus raised an eyebrow. Ron looked up finally and every eye was on Dumbledore.
He reached into his cloak pocket and withdrew a long piece of parchment from it. He looked up at the group to see every eye on him and then he went back to the parchment. He cleared his throat and read:
“Sirius’s Will. Hello to whoever is reading this (hopefully it’s the Order or Harry and not that retched house elf Kreacher).”<br> Everybody laughed at this except for Hermione who pursed her lips as Dumbledore continued.
“I suppose that I am dead as you are reading this will. Either that or you are being extremely nosy. Anyway, I want every one of you in the Order that I care deeply about each and every one of you, from Severus to Dumbledore. You all mean the world to me and I am glad that I got to experience working with you all. You don’t have any idea how hard it is to write this so I will like to keep it as simple and as non-emotional as possible. I hope that I died defending the Order somehow and not sitting at home and just all of a sudden fall dead. And I don’t want you all to be sad because everything happens for a reason and I am sure that this is not the last time that we will be seeing each other. Since I have no need for my house anymore, the Black Fortune, Kreacher (if I ever had a use for him), my families dark detectors, Buckbeak, and my mothers painting.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 16, 2005 14:18:13 GMT -5
“So saying that, I would like for one third of the Black fortune to be given to the Weasley family. Hopefully, they will remember for what I was to them. I hope that they will find use of it. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Weasley for everything you have done for me.”<br> At this, Mrs. Weasley started sobbing and Mr. Weasley had to put his arms around her. Ginny’s eyes were filled with tears that she was trying to hold back and Ron tried to hide his smile though Harry could see it was there. Dumbledore continued:
“If Hagrid is there at the moment, I would like to give back to him Buckbeak. I know he truly loved that Hippogriff and now that I am “not available” I would like to return it to him. “To one of the best friends I have ever had, I would like you to keep another third of the Black fortune. Remus, I appreciate everything you have done for me and for believing that I never betrayed Lily and James. Good luck with the money Remus, God knows you need it.” Laughter filled the room and when it died out, Dumbledore continued.
“To my favorite cousin, Tonks, and to Alastor Moody, my house has been the castle for the most famous dark detectors and other gadgets that would be very useful to you. I wish for you to have them and use them to gather up Voldemort’s followers. If you don’t, I will haunt you forever.” Tonks smiled and wiped her eyes and Moody’s magical eye went haywire.
“To Severus Snape, the sleezeball,” everybody except Snape laughed, “I would like to hand to you my mother’s portrait and Kreacher. May they irritate you as much as you did to me. Also, I would like to give my respect to you for risking your life to help the Order. I greatly respect you for that and hope that there are still no hard feelings for the years that we spent fighting. “To Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard I’ve ever known, I give you my house. Even if you don’t want to use it anymore, I still want you to remember me for helping the Order out by doing what I can. I wish that you use it for something, whether it is for the Order or to lure Death Eaters into it. Thank you for everything you have done for me.
“To Mrs. Hermione Granger,” at this, Hermione opened her eyes wide and listened inventively, “I would like to thank you for helping me escape in your third year. You really are the cleverest witch of your age that I have every met and I wish you the best with whatever you grow up to be. To you, I give a sixth of the Black fortune which is about 34, 567 galleons if I am right so don’t think I left you nothing. Good luck Hermione.” Tears started to roll down Hermione’s eyes and Harry put an arm around her and pulled him closer to her.
“And finally, I would like to recognize Mr. Harry James Potter.” At this, Hermione took Harry’s hand and held it under the table. He was going to try his best not to get emotional over what Sirius had to say to him. Dumbledore also looked at him and winked then continued. “Harry, I know you are very sick of hearing this but you look so much like your father that every time I was near you, I thought I had my old best friend back. I am very sorry that I never got to spend a lot of time with you because I was in Azkaban. I feel bad that I never got to tell you a lot about your parents and that I spent more time with them than you ever did but you have Lupin to help you now. He is a great friend and if you ever need anything, I want you to go to him. You truly are a great wizard Harry and a great person just like your parents. Now that I am not there for you to talk to anymore, I want you to learn as much as you can about your parents and do what you can to help the Order. I also want you to know that I will never forget you Harry and that I will always be with you wherever you go. I will never truly leave you as far as you keep me in your heart and I have no doubt that you will ever forget me. To you, Harry, I give the last of the Black fortune, and my wand. Please remember me by those two things and I also want to give you one more thing. Maybe Dumbledore has taken this from my room since it was with this letter but he will give you the second mirror that James had. I took it from your real house the night Voldemort destroyed it. You, Hermione, and Ron can use it. I want you to promise me that you will never betray your friends because James never betrayed me and I know that you are as generous and loyal as he is. I know that somehow, somewhere, we will talk again. But till then, goodbye Harry. I love you.” Dumbledore finished the will and just stay there staring at the letter.
Harry could feel the tears in his eyes but he tried so hard to hide them but Hermione seemed to notice because she whispered in his ear that everything will be fine. Mrs. Weasley, Tonks, Ginny, and Professor McGonnagall all had tears streaming down their eyes now. Hermione took out her wand and conjured up with it a box of tissues and passed it around. Dumbledore reached into his cloak again and pulled out a small square, old looking mirror. The whole table looked at it and Dumbledore spoke to Harry.
“Harry, I will only give this to you if you promise me that it cannot do any harm to the Order or you and that you will not use it to get out of the school.”<br>
“I won’t use it for that Professor and I don’t think that anyone else but my dad and Sirius had that mirror. Sirius said they used it so I’m guessing that only they had it” replied Harry. Dumbledore eyed Harry but levitated the mirror over to him using his wand. Harry quickly tucked it away into his pocket.
“We will all remember Sirius for what he was to us: a friend and a partner. He was a very brave person and we honor him for that. To Sirius” said Dumbledore raising his goblet and drinking from it.
“To Sirius” replied everybody else in the room, including Snape.
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Post by *~PoOkIe~* on May 16, 2005 14:19:45 GMT -5
“Now onto more urgent matters. Miss Weasley over here has pointed out these two Pensieves that I have sitting here and what they were for. That is one simple answer to that. The Prophecy” said Dumbledore simply and Harry looked up at him to see Dumbledore looking straight at him.
Oh no. Please do not tell them what the prophecy was about. Harry pleaded in his mind that Dumbledore did not say anything about the prophecy to them or they will handle him like he is some kind of kid. But just then, a voice spoke in his head. Don’t worry Harry. Everything will be fine. Harry noticed that voice not to be his but Dumbledore’s. Harry looked at him once more and he winked.
“First, a Pensieve is a sort of thought keeper. When one finds that they just simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into their mind, they can place them into a Pensieve. One simply siphons the excess thoughts from one’s mind, pours them into the basin, and examines them at one’s leisure.”<br>
“So you mean that that silvery thing in there is your thoughts?” asked Ginny amazed.
“Yes Miss Weasley.”<br>
“But how does the prophecy come into place with the Pensieve?” asked Mrs. Weasley anxiously.
“Well, as some of you know, the orb that held the prophecy in the Department of Mysteries is just a record of the prophecy that is within it. Prophecies are always made to a person and then that person has no choice but to report it to the Ministry and it is kept in the Department of Mysteries. The prophecy that smashed two years ago was heard initially by me. The prophecy itself was told by Sibyll Trelawney, our Divination teacher.”<br>
“Professor Trelawny made a prophecy?” exclaimed Ron.
“Yes. As a matter in fact, she has made two but we are here to talk about this one. It was on a cold, wet night eighteen years ago, in a room above the bar at the Hog’s Head Inn. I had gone there to see an applicant for the post of Divination teacher, though it was against my inclination to allow the subject of Divination to continue at all. The applicant, however, was the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous, very gifted Seer, and I thought it common politeness to meet her. I was disappointed. It seemed to me that she had not a trace of the gift herself. I told her, courteously I hope, that I did not think she would be suitable for the post. I turned to leave. But then I heard a harsh, hoarse voice talking behind me and I turned to see that she had gone all rigid on her chair and with her eyes rolling, she told me what was going to be a prophecy.” Every eye was on Dumbledore now and the room was filled with total silence. Dumbledore sighed just like on the night that Harry had first found out about the prophecy himself. He pulled out his wand and raised it to his own temple and withdrew a silvery, gossamer-fine strand of thought and deposited it in the Pensieve already filled with his thoughts. The thoughts in the basin began to swirl and he raised his wand and prodded the silvery substance with its tip and Professor Trelawney’s figure rose out of it again. With a gasp from Hermione and Ginny, the figure of Sibyll Trelawney started to speak.
“The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches….Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies…and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not…and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives….The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies….”<br>
The slowly revolving Professor Trelawney sank back into the silver substance below and vanished. The silence within the room was absolute. Nobody made a sound. Not until…<br>
“But Albus! That can also mean another boy at Hogwarts. It might not be Harry. It can be Neville Longbottom if you have not thought of that” said Professor McGonnagall her eyes still on the basin.
“My dear Minerva, I have thought of that but remember what the prophecy said, ‘and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal’. Voldemort did not mark Neville as his equal. He marked Harry and only Harry.” No one spoke and Harry could feel every eye on him.
“So that means that none of us can kill the Dark Lord? Only Potter?” asked Snape eyeing Harry.
“You are correct Severus. That is why I did not try and kill Lord Voldemort the night I battled with him two years ago in the Ministry. I figured that if I tried to, something will go terribly wrong since prophecies must be fulfilled. We can try all we can to bring him down from power but in the end; Harry must be the victim or the victor” said Dumbledore.
“But why bring two Pensieve’s? Is there another prophecy we need to know about?” asked Ginny curious.
“Actually Miss Weasley, this Pensieve is for Harry” replied Dumbledore smiling at her and pointing at the empty basin.
“For me?” asked Harry.
“I expect that you will need it this year Harry. This year especially as you will be going through a lot of things. Also, I want you to use it to clear your mind before you go to sleep every night. As this is the last chance you have to defeat Voldemort, he will try to use every single weapon and ability that he has to try to stop you and us. We all must help Harry in this fight. We all must help each other. We are stronger together than apart. Professor Snape, you will make sure that Harry progresses in potions and that he is capable of knowing every possible helpful potion.” started Dumbledore and Snape nodded.
“Minerva. I need you to do what ever you have to do to make sure that Harry is up to standard at Transfiguration. Animaguses can come in useful.” Professor McGonagall nodded and Harry looked at her and she smiled.
“The rest of you, I want you all to help Harry in any way. Ron, Hermione, Ginny,” it was his first time calling them by their first names and they could tell that it was serious, “you three have been with Harry from the start and he can’t have better friends than you.” finished Dumbledore and Hermione sniffed. Harry looked over at her to see her eyes watering up. Dumbledore stood up again.
“The Order of the Phoenix meeting has now come to a close. Good night everyone.”<br>
Everybody got up and started talking. Mrs. Weasley kept on throwing glances at Harry as she went over to talk to Fred and George.
“Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, and Mr. Potter a word please” said a voice behind them and they looked to see Professor McGonagall beckoning them over to her. They walked over and she turned around to them.
“You three better watch out for yourselves. Use that mirror well and help Harry with duels.”<br>
“So you give us permission to practice dueling?” asked Ron.
“Yes Mr. Weasley. Dumbledore has set up a room for you guys. Lupin will show you guys where it is tomorrow” replied McGonagall and at that minute, Dumbledore came over to them holding the Pensieve.
“Thanks Professor” said Harry taking it from him.
“Remember Harry, practice” said Dumbledore and they saw a twinkle in his eye. They walked away from them talking amongst themselves and out the room.
When they got in Harry and Ron’s room, Harry put down the Pensieve on his bedside table and for a minute, they just stared at it. “I can’t believe that you have to fight You-Know-Who by yourself” said Ron breaking the silence.
“Well you better start because it’s all downhill from here. Nothing is going to get any better and I rather not talk about it now” said Harry.
“Ok. We’ll go out tomorrow then and maybe have a duel if Mum doesn’t have anything for us to do” said Ron. They said goodnight to Hermione and she left the room. Ron and Harry changed into their pajamas and Ron got into bed and fell asleep after a while. Harry lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He would eventually have to face Voldemort by himself. The thought of it did not really bother him as much as it should because he knew ever since his first year that this day would eventually come.
He sat up and picked up his wand from the bedside table. He put it to this temple and withdrew a silvery strand of thought and put it inside the basin and watched it swirl. His mind seemed clearer than it did before. He did this a couple of more times until he thought that his mind was clear enough then he lay back down on his bed. He thought about exploring the village more and of him and Hermione getting back together until he sank into a peaceful deep sleep.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N *The April girl that they mentioned was Ron's girlfriend in their sixth year. **I do not own any of the prophecy nor the story of how Dumbledore heard it. ***JK Rowling owns HP and it's characters. ****Thanx to Christina for the idea of the will *****Reviews Please****
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