Hey everyone, I haven't done anything to this story for a while now, so I have decided to reread it and change it so that hopefully, it will be better.
First I would like to say that my grammar is not the greatest, so I was wondering if anyone would like to beta read for me.
This first chapter is just how I wanted the end of The Order of the Pheonix to end, so you could say it is slightly AU, but not completely.
Disclaimer: Nothing Harry Potter-y belongs to me, I made this chapter fairly close to the fourth book, but I am not making any money on this story, just hopefully making people happy.
Anyways, here is the story…
The Dream
Harry watched in horror as his godfather, Sirius Black, fell out of sight. "Nooo, Sirius!" Someone was holding Harry back. "Remus let go of me!" Harry struggled against the strong grip of one of his father's best friends. "Sirius!" He screamed again.
Then he watched amazed as a bright flash of blue light shot up and hit Bellatrix Lestrange full in the chest. Her eyes widened in amazement as she flew backwards into the heavy stonewall behind her. Sirius stood up slowly, from beside the arch that they had looked at earlier, and walked over to her, and looked down into her face.
"Cousin, you may have defeated me but the Dark Lord will be triumphant, nothing can stop him." The last part came out softly from the lips of the woman lying against the wall as her eyes closed.
Sirius looked down at his cousin with disgust. "He will never win Bellatrix." He then muttered some words under his breath and the body stretched out into a flat position. He muttered a few more words and ropes shot from his wand and wrapped themselves around her limp body.
Remus ran to support his friend, who fell limp in his arms just as he reached him. Remus carried his out of the way and lay him down as gently as he could. He looked up and saw that Harry was nowhere in sight. Standing quickly with his wand held aloft in front of him, Remus began searching for him.
Harry had run down a hall to his left when he heard, what he thought was, Hermione's voice crying out for help. He turned a sharp corner and found himself in a large room, at the other end of the room stood Voldemort.
"Give me the prophecy boy." The voice hissed at him. "Give me the prophecy and I will make your death quick."
"I don't have the prophecy, it smashed during the fight, and no one heard it."
"You lie," The voice hissed angrily at him. "You have it."
"No I don't." Harry said more confidently then he felt.
A wand was pointed at him. "Accio prophecy." There was silence and nothing happened. "No, it can't be, no. You weren't lying. No matter, boy it is time for you to die."
Peter Petigrew had entered the room during the confrontation and stood quietly in the corner so he wouldn't be seen. Now he felt a strange feeling in himself as he watched his lord point his wand at Harry Potter. A strange heated feeling. He paused a minute to figure out what it was then he knew. Harry had saved his life, he was in debt to him, in the wizarding world a strange thing happens when another wizard saves your life. You develop a bond that forces the rescued to repay the debt. Peter watched as his lord's eyes filled with unnatural anger, then, before he knew what he was doing he had taken off across the floor towards Harry.
Now was his chance to kill Harry Potter, the annoying brat that had been disrupting his plans for 15 yrs, now it was going to end. "Avada Kedavra." Voldemort hissed with malice. The green light flashed across to where Potter was standing, but he was no longer there. Just as the Dark Lord had begun the curse, Peter had thrown himself at Harry and knocked him to the side just as the killing curse had finished. But, Peter him self wasn't so lucky, he hadn't gotten out of the way of the curse in time and was hit in middle of the abdomen with it. The green light flashed and Peter Petigrew went flying towards a statue behind them. Peter's last thought was 'this isn't for me, this isn't for Harry, this is for you, James. I'm sorry my friend.' Before the eternal dark took him.
As the green light faded, both Harry and Voldemort stood and stared at the still body of Wormtail. "Fool." Voldemort muttered, before turning once more to Harry. On the other side of Harry now stood another wizard, a wizard known for being strong of heart, soul, mind and body. Beside Harry stood Albus Dumbledore.
Harry stared at Dumbledore for a moment and muttered, "Headmaster," before closing his eyes and allowing exhaustion to overcome him.
"Boy!" A voice startled Harry out of his dreams. He was sweating profusely; he always did when he lived that night again through his dreams. "Boy, get out of bed!" The voice was that of his uncle Vernon. Harry rolled his eyes and hoped out of bed and walked to the cracked mirror hanging on his wall. He then noticed something he hadn't been aware of before, the top of his head was just barely showing in the mirror before it stopped, he had grown quite a bit during his summer imprisonment in the house of his relatives, the Dursleys. His uncle Vernon and his aunt Petunia, not to mention his cousin Dudley all hated and feared the power he had. In his earlier life with them they had tried to squash the magic out of him. Yes I am a wizard. Harry thought. But today, not even his uncle could make him mad; he was going back to his true home. Today was the day he would start his sixth year at school; he was going back to Hogwarts. He smiled at he looked into the mirror. He turned and quickly grabbed some clothes, dressed, and ran down the stairs to have some breakfast before his relatives would drive him to the train station so he could catch the Hogwarts express.
Ok, so that was the first chapter. It only gets better from here…I hope. If you could review this it would be greatly appreciated, as I would like to know how to improve it so that more people read it.
Thanks a lot everyone.
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