Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter; Giggi is mine and also Guillemard.

A/N: funky name isn't it – Guillemard, I found it in an Art Deco Book. I have no idea what it means, but it's really cool. This is the story of Fawkes and her influence at Hogwarts. Don't be surprised that Fawkes is female, I actually don't know for sure. But in my story Fawkes is Female – For Harry's sake. Enjoy!

Chapter 1.

Harry sat in his room and paged through his schoolbooks. It sucked to be back at the Dursleys home. Especially in the middle of the year while they are living their lives and leaving him home all the time. Harry didn't mind the staying at home part, just that he wasn't allowed to go anywhere while the Dursleys where out.

It was nearing one o'clock in the morning and the Dursleys were still at the PTA meeting. Probably having a party tonight, Harry thought. The street outside was quiet and dark. The house was dark too, with no lights on except Harry's bedside lamp.

You can imagine the shock when the sudden bright light appeared in front of his window. Harry jumped closer to see the ball of fire flying past the window and around the house. The creature flied past his window again and landed on the pavement in front of the door. The fire went out and Harry recognised Fawkes. But Fawkes didn't land like a normal bird or even like a plane, no. The wings grew in size and the body of the bird transformed into one of a woman. The wings burst into flames again and disappeared. The woman was wearing a cloak so Harry couldn't define any age.

She knocked on the front door and before Harry could stop himself he ran downstairs.

When he opened the door she took off her hood.

"Good morning" she whispered.

"Hello." Harry replied and motioned for her to enter the room. Smiling, she walked in and Harry closed the door. She was very young actually, Harry guessed her about seventeen. She was beautiful too, Harry noticed instantly. Her hair was golden in every sense of the word and curly. Her eyes where shiny, and crystal-like green.

"Oh, here. This is for you!" she said, her voice kind and curious. She handed Harry an envelope with the Hogwarts crest at the back.

"I would have brought it sooner but I was delayed because of daylight." She informed him. Harry opened the letter and swiftly read through it.

"The school is restarting again? Why?"

"Why not?" she asked.

"No reason. Who is running it?"

"Headmistress Dumbledor."

"Oh, I didn't know there was a Mrs Dumbledor."

"There isn't, it's Miss Guillemard (A/N: this is pronounced: Gill-uh-mard) Dumbledor."

"Who's she?"

"A miracle to magic" she said irritated. "Don't ask. Are you going or not? We have to get to the Leaky Cauldron before daylight."

"You're taking me there?"

"Yes"

"Okay! Who are you anyway?"

"I'm Fawkes – but you already knew that. I'm better known as Giggi (A/N: pronounced: Jee-jee. with the G like the J in jaw)." She stated. Harry nodded and got his school things.

Just before morning light, they ended up at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry pulled his trunk into the stuffy front room while Giggi carried his broom and Hedwic's cage.

"Beard of my ancestor!" the inn master exclaimed when he saw them. "Miss Giggi, you must be seventy years old by now."

She smiled as they walked up to him.

"More like a one-twenty-eight, Tom." She said.

"And your fountain of youth?"

"None existent!"

"Ah, I thought so. Anyway, who would want one?"

"That's the spirit." Giggi said sarcastically.

"Sorry Giggi, I didn't mean to rub it in"

"It's okay."

"So, two rooms?"

"I already have a room, Tom!"

"Oh yes that's true. Just one for Mr Potter?"

"Yes, please." Harry answered.

They got Harry's key and carried his things to his room.

"What did you mean by one-twenty-eight?" Harry asked her when they were alone. "Is it how old you are?"

"Never mind that. I'm sixteen years old and I will always be." She answered sadly. At Harry's frown she shook her head.

"Never mind. I'm sixteen." So Harry let it go. For three days they stayed at the Inn and became friends. On the fourth day, all the Hogwart's of students started coming through Diagonalley. Ron and Hermione showed up at the Inn and were introduced to Giggi. She's a fun girl so they easily became friends too.

Harry thought that he began to like Giggi more than a friend and he was worried that it would be in vain. The night before the Hogwart's Express was to take the students back to school, Harry went to Giggi's room for a chat.

"Hey!" she greeted. She was busy with a letter but finished it quickly and turned her attention to Harry.

"What happens tomorrow?" Harry asked stupidly.

"You're going back to Hogwarts."

"And you?"

"I'll be going too. Why?"

"Can I confess something? I was afraid I'd never see you again." Harry said and blushed.

"I am Fawkes, you'll always see me there." Giggi smiled.

"Not Fawkes – you!" he stated. Giggi blushed a little and stood from her seat. She stood in front of Harry and took his hands.

"I am here!" she murmured. Harry drove his fingers through hers and looked at her.

"I know," he answered and stepped even closer until he was against her. He leaned closer to kiss her. She leaned into him and closed her eyes. Their lips touch so tenderly for a moment.

She suddenly gasped and jumped back.

"I'm sorry!" Harry apologised.

Giggi shook her head as she started taking something out of her collar

"What the…" she asked as she looked at the face of a tiny pocket watch.

"What is it?" Harry asked. He was feeling a bit embarrassed and confused.

"I don't believe it. This watch just started ticking!" she informed him.

A/N: Well, I really wish you would keep up with me this is only the beginning. Wait until you find out who Giggi really is. R&R. not that there's a point.