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Destiny of the Phoenix
Chapter one : Dreams
Harry Potter was finally doing something he had been trying to accomplish for the last 3 hours….sleep.
A fear of sleeping had gripped him since he had returned to the Dursleys after his dramatic 5th year, it was the same routine over and over again, he would do chores starting from cooking a amazing fatty breakfast for his 'family' followed by chores in the garden, lunch, more chores, dinner then he would be locked in his room where he would do his homework until the early hours of the morning then it was the worst part of his day….trying to sleep, his dreams would start out peaceful and normal enough for a teenager his age but then they would morph into nightmares.
Harry was currently in the first part of this ritual…the normal dream:
:.The sun was shining and the sky was blue, he had no worries no problems, no prophecies in this reality….he was free. He was currently flying over the countryside; he could go where he wanted .He could do what he wanted. He wasn't the boy-who-lived; he wasn't the savior of the magical world. He was just Harry Potter a normal teenager, and this was his dream and it was good. But all good things must come to an end. Harry felt his broomstick change direction, he was heading to a city. 'Nononono please not again' he was in London heading towards the Ministry of Magic 'please don't do this to me again' Harry was panicking now; he was familiar with this dream. He had landed outside the phone booth, after being thrown of his broom he walked into the booth, he had no choice in this his feet were no longer in his control. There was no need to dial the number, he was automatically taken down, the Atrium was exactly how it was the first time he saw it, highly polished wooden floor, beautiful blue ceiling and of course the fountain perfectly in tacked. The Atrium was eerily quiet, there was a cold chill in the air the only sound was the echoing of Harry's footsteps.. Harry found himself walking to the lifts, as soon as he set foot inside, the elevator was moving, there were no flying memo's no annoying voice no nothing.
The lift stopped, Harry had his eyes closed he didn't want to move 'Nononono please don't do this to me again' he voice echoed through the corridor, it didn't stop echoing 'no no no no no no no no' he opened his eyes and found himself in front of the entrance to the godforsaken Department of Mysteries, he unwillingly opened the door and stepped through, he found himself in the familiar circular room full of doors, one door stood out in particular he immediately felt himself go cold, the door seemed to be glowing he could already hear the voices of the veil calling him…..he could hear Sirius.
He ran through the door, the room was pitch black but the veil which was in the center was giving off an unearthly glow. Harry stepped forward. Fire brackets on the wall jumped to life but Harry was expecting this, he knew it would happen. He was immediately in front of the veil now, his nose was just an inch away, the black material was swaying like waves Harry could hear the whispering. He whispered 'Sirius are you there' The voice behind the veil stopped they had heard him they could hear him, Sirius could hear him. All was quiet but Harry could hear the thumping in his chest he was filled with anticipation. He was going to hear his Godfather…he needed to hear his godfather, but the silence stretched and no one answered 'Sirius' he tried again but a little louder this time again there was no answer 'SIRIUS PLEASE' Harry was desperate now he needed to hear his godfather so he knew that he was still alive. But still there was nothing, Harry felt tears of frustration slide down his face.
'Do not fear young phoenix' Harry spun round to see a tall man standing behind him, the man was old but radiated immense power, Harry felt in awe of this man straight away he also knew he could trust him. This had never happened in this dream before,
'We gods have known of you for many millennia, we have awaited the mortal Phoenix who would contain the powers of the Gods' his voice was calming and had an effect like waves breaking on a beach would
'What are you talking about? Surely you don't mean me?',
The old man chuckled his blue eyes glittered like the sea 'of course we mean you, you are destined for great things young Phoenix, you have powers unknown to mankind, you will know of what I speak soon enough' the old man walked forward and placed a gold chain with a great Phoenix in flight around his neck.
As the god walked backwards he was slowly fading ' We will meet again young Phoenix for only you can control the power of the veil' The old man waved his hand and Harry felt like he was being doused in water'.:
Many miles away from London Harry Potter jumped awake from his latest dream…which was no surprise really seeing that he had had the dream many times that summer so far.
What was interesting was the part with an old man who called himself a god and gave him a gold chain, Harry hadn't dreamt that part before.
"Wow I really am getting weird, all that sun must be getting to me if I've started to go crazy " he muttered (in fear of waking the Dursleys up) to Hedwig who in return turned her back on him and stuck her head under her wing.
Harry chuckled while climbing out of bed to open his window, that's when he felt an object pushing on his chest, he pulled his shirt of only to find something that caused him to gasp and faint of shock, hanging around his neck was a gold chain and a golden Phoenix in flight…
Well that's my first chapter please review because this is my first story
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