New Story…it involves a slight dark Harry…no pairings as of yet.

Disclaimer: I still don't own HP…

Harry drew a deep breath. Everywhere he looked all he saw was destruction and defeat.

He had done what he had been born to do but all at a great price. His closet friends and family had perished in the long battle. He didn't have anyone left. A trilling noise came from above and Harry looked up.

"Fawkes."

The phoenix in question came and sat on Harry's shoulder, giving him a friendly nip on the ear.

"Hey now…" Harry laughed, "what am I going to do now?"

Fawkes started singing, taking off from Harry's shoulder, all of a sudden Harry started feeling dizzy, falling to the ground losing consciousness.

The next time Harry opened his eyes, he appeared to be in a room of all white. Was this the afterlife? Would he finally be able to join those he had always wanted to be with? As he pondered these questions, he heard a musical trill behind him.

He turned and saw Fawkes.

"Fawkes…did you bring me here?"

Fawkes looked Harry in the eyes, and spoke in his mind. "you have been granted a great opportunity. Do not waste it."

Harry was confused. "Wait…what do you…"

Fawkes turned away, "be happy, little one."

There was a flash of light and Harry was once again lost to the darkness.

When Harry again opened his eyes, he wasn't sure were he was. He blinked, and it took a minute for him to get his bearings. He sat up from the bed and let his eyes take in the room. The walls were a soft dark green and the furniture and linens were black, giving the room a very Slytherin look. A quick glance at the bedside table showed a wand that was laying there. Harry grabbed it and felt warmth spread throughout his body. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and headed to the closet. On the way he stopped to look in the mirror and he paused at the changes. His hair was long and covered his eyes in a just rolled out of bed way and his eyes weren't hidden behind glasses. He could see that his body was muscular and slightly tan and Harry could see a small tattoo on his collarbone in the shape of a sun. He left the mirror and found the closet and changed his clothes, putting on black jeans with a black tank-top and then on a second thought grabbed a black robe that was laying around. He placed it on and decided to venture out to see where he was exactly.

""Ah. Harry…your awake. That's good."

Harry spun around to see none other then Draco Malfoy standing there with a excited look on his face. Draco came over to stand next to Harry, "Are you ready? It's finally time to show those goodie two shoes who's the real boss."

Harry adopted a blank look and shrugged his shoulders. "Leave me alone Mal…Draco." He shook off Draco's hand and turned away, ignoring Draco's calls. All of a sudden a spell came out of nowhere and thanks to his quidditch reflexes he managed to dodge it just in time. He whipped around to see Draco with his wand out. "What do you think your doing?"

"I told you. It's time for the raid." Draco reached out and grabbing Harry's arm led him to a hallway full of people. Draco put on his own mask and gestured for Harry to do the same. Harry's face was blank. Truth be told, he didn't know what was going on and wanted to get away as quick as he could.

Draco sighed, rolling his eyes as if he dealt with this every time and waved his wand, conjuring up a silver mask that he handed to Harry. Harry grimly took the mask and decided to play along for the time being, until he could escape. Why would Fawkes send him to a place of Deatheaters?

However before Harry could say anything else once again Draco took Harry's arm and apperated them both to some place that Harry was able to recognize as Diagon Ally. As soon as they reappeared the Deatheaters immediately started throwing out curses. People started screaming and Harry was getting very confused as to what was going on.

It was a beautiful crystal night and the stars were shining as if they knew what had just taken place in the world. At one Grimmauld Place a meeting was taking place of a most secret order. Or it had been until an argument had started up about letting the children who were of age in the fight.

Lily Potter sighed from where she was sitting on a couch. They had this argument almost every time they had a meeting and to her it was getting old. She got out her wand and shot it off, and everyone immediately got quiet. She crossed her arms, "this is pointless. They are of age and if they want to fight then let them fight, but don't waste time fighting with each other."

Molly Weasley humphed. "Easy for you to say. You don't have a child that's of age-" Realizing what she was saying Molly quickly closed her mouth. "Lily, I'm…_

Lily stood up and glared at Molly. "You're right. I don't have a child that's of age but at least I know that at seventeen he would have been an adult and could take care of himself." At hearing the start of a cheer from the younger crowd, Lily turned her glare on them. "However, this is a war and they should be prepared for what war brings…death." That being said she flipped her hair and strode out of the now silent room. Sirius grinned at James, who rolled his eyes at his wife's flair.

Dumbledore coughed his throat in the now silent room. "Well…Lily makes a valid point but maybe we should save this discussion for later." He turned to Severus Snape, "what news do you bring from your side?"

Severus stilled. "The Dark Lord is set to revel his secret weapon."

"Secret weapon?" Moody yelled. "What do you mean?"

Severus shrugged his shoulders. "I only know what I've been told-"

All of a sudden a buzzing whirl went off and was followed by a silvery lynx that spoke, "Deatheater attack at Diagon Ally. I repeat Deatheater attack at Diagon Ally," before the goat died away.

Immediately Dumbledore grew serious. "Everyone…you know what to do." He came from every person and soon they vanished, heading to Diagon Ally.

As soon as the order arrived, they arrived to curses and hexes flying everywhere. Sirius Black rolled out of the way of a blasting curse. He got his wand out and sent one back at the Deatheater and watched in grim satisfaction as the Deatheater fell to the ground holding his arm where the spell had hit.

Sirius was about to join the others when his eyes caught sight of two Deatheaters who were actually arguing in the middle of a hidden ally. Sirius crept closer so that he could listen and wondering if he could tell who they were. One voice sounded familiar but the other was foreign to Sirius.

"I told you! I don't want to do this."

"Don't make me laugh. This is what you were taught."

"Well, I've had a change of heart. I'm leaving so get your hand off, Malfoy."

Sirius sucked in a breath. One of these boys, and that's what they were for they couldn't have been more then seventeen, was Draco Malfoy, but who was the other one? Unfortunately for Sirius they heard him and both whipped their heads to the sound.

Harry stilled as he looked on the man who looked like his Godfather. Why was Sirius here? He was still confused as to what Fawkes had done to him. Seeing Draco distracted though, he ripped his arm away.

Draco sensed this and frowned. "Hey…Har-"

Draco was cut off by one of the Deatheaters yelling, "Retreat!"

Harry was about to move towards Sirius but was too slow and fell to Draco's spell. Draco caught him in his arms and without another look at Sirius, pulled out a portkey and they vanished, leaving behind one confused man.

Sirius was still standing there confused when his best friend came over. James Potter slung an arm around Sirius's shoulder's, "alright there…eh Pads?"

When Sirius didn't respond James moved to stand in front of Sirius and waved his hand in front of his face. "Earth to Padfoot…hello are you in there?"

Sirius glowered at James and slapped his hand away. "Stupid git!"

James laughed. "Well…you looked a little lost." He grew serious, "what happened? I didn't see you fighting."

It was then that Sirius paled. Just before the boy had fallen their eye's had met and Sirius was blown away at the dazzling green. Only one person had eyes that color and…and was married to one James Potter. Sirius started to hyperventilate. There was no way that Harry could still be alive. Right? He had seen the house and everyone was sure that the little boy had died that night, but those eyes…were just like Lily's. He glanced over at James who was looking at Sirius with more then a little concern in his eyes and Sirius was at a loss of what to do.

Remus. He should ask Remus. He would know what to do. He whirled away from James ignoring his cry and apperated back to headquaters. He mumbled something to Lily who looked in shock as Sirius ignored her, looking for Remus.

"What's wrong with Sirius?" Asked Frank Longbottom to James. James frowned and shook his head. "I'm not sure…but I am going to find out." He shrugged his shoulders, "was anyone hurt?"

Frank shook his head. "Thankfully not to bad. We were able to get here in the nick of time thanks to Kingsley's message." Frank frowned, "however, there was something off about this attack."

James looked up at the taller man, "what do you mean?"

"Come on, let's get back to headquarters and we'll talk there."

James nodded and they both apperated back to Grimmauld Place. He plopped down on a couch and Lily came to sit next to him kissing him on the cheek before she laid her head down. "The children?" James asked as Lily began to play with his hair. She sighed. "They're in bed." She lifted her eyes to meet James' "what was wrong with Sirius? He all but ignored me when he came back."

It was Jame's turn to sigh. He shook his head, "I don't even know. We got separated when we got to Diagon Ally and something must have happened while he was fighting."

Sirius banged open the door to the room that served as the make shift infirmary. Not expecting it, Remus jumped in surprise. "Sirius…what?" He got up at the pale look on Sirius's face. He frowned when Sirius seemed to not hear him and waved the door shut, casting silent charms. "Sirius…what's going on?"

"…Har…Harry." He whispered.

Remus's eye's widened. "What did you say?" He asked in a shocked voice. Sirius started to pace, his hands finding his head as he muttered, "Harry…I saw Harry Potter." He turned to Remus and grabbed him by the shoulders, "Moony, I swear…Harry is alive…I saw him."

Remus bit his lip. "Sirius, are you sure? I mean…we all know what happened that night."

Sirius shook his head. "I'm not lying." He took his wand and placing it next to his head, he extracted the memory. He summoned the Black family pensive and placed the memory in it and nodded pointedly at Remus. Remus looked skeptical but took a deep breath and bent forward to view the memory. Sirius waited patiently and when Remus exited was relived that the man seemed to be just as affected.

Remus turned to Sirius, "Sir…those eyes."

Sirius nodded. "I know. Those eyes only belong to two people, Lily…and Harry." Sirius slumped down to the floor and Remus followed. "What are we going to do? The kid was raised by Deatheaters…he probably hates us."

Remus sighed. "That's not true-" he was cut off by a loud sound coming from the parlor.

Harry coughed.

"What do you think you were doing?"

He flinched and cringed as he felt the fire whip break into his back.

"You made us all look like fools. I told the Dark Lord that you weren't ready and this only shows the proof." Harry smirked. "You do that all on your own Bellatrix."

It was the wrong thing to say because Bellatrix laughed coldly from behind Harry. "It's time for a little readjustment." She fingered her wand, "crucio!"

Harry's knees buckled as the spell hit and he bit down in an effort to not cry out. However this only seemed to make Bellatrix want to try harder and other curses.

"Enough Bella." A cold voice spoke from the doorway.

Harry closed his eyes in quiet belief, but his relief was short lived. Harry opened his eyes to stare at the man he hated more then anything. However, this Voldemort was a handsome man not the snake man that Harry remembered. Harry's eye's didn't leave Voldemort's as he came over and whispered in Harry's ear, causing Harry to shiver. "I think you have been through enough tonight." Harry inwardly winced. Voldemort almost sounded like he cared. "I don't tolerate failures Hadrian…next time I won't be so…forgiving."

Voldemort snapped his head up. "Ryanson! Watch over Hadrian until morning." The man known as Ryanson bowed, "yes my lord."

The night crept on and the silence grew more and more unbearable until Harry heard a noise. "Psst! Harry." Harry raised his head to stare at the young man as he came through the door. Harry could see a body laid out on the ground and he hoped that Draco hadn't killed the man. He was unprepared for what Draco did next. His heart thumped in his chest when Draco moved closer and placed his forehead against his and whispered, "I don't know what happened…but I can't watch this."

Harry could only stare. His dry lips mouthed, "Draco?"

He got his answer when Draco silently cut the chains that were holding Harry to the wall and he slumped in Draco's arms. Draco helped him to the door, and making sure that there was no one had heard the commotion and moved Harry through the door until they were in the room with the fireplace. Draco handed Harry the floo powder and Harry took the jar cautiously. Draco closed his eyes and turned around, moving away from Harry.

"I hope you find what you're looking for." Was all that Draco said before he ran out of the room, leaving a very confused Harry behind. Harry shook his head and took a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fire, "Grimmauld Place." He stepped into the fire and felt the familiar rush but wasn't prepared for the toll on his injuries and when he fell out of the fireplace he couldn't keep the moan from escaping before he lost consciousness.

To say that the Order members were very surprised would be an understatement. Dumbledore couldn't keep the surprise off his face as did others while the women in the room instantly grew concerned at the very bloody body.

Lily Potter looked on hesitantly, "Is he…alive?"

Moody scowled. "Some random person floos in here and your worried if he's alive! What have I taught you! Constant Vigilance!"

Lily pulled her hand away and frowned at Moody's words.

Dumbledore peered down at the young man, "hmm…there is something…" he turned to Severus, "if you could floo for Madame Pompfrey?"

Severus nodded and left. When he returned, Madame Pompfrey followed behind him and she gasped when she saw the young boy. "My goodness!" She snapped to attention, ordering people, "Sirius, James and Remus…take the boy to the infirmary…"

James looked over at Sirius, who had come down in the excitement and narrowed his eyes at his best friend. Sirius could feel the gaze and avoided Jame's gaze by staring at the ceiling with a whistle.

Lily bit her lip. She couldn't help but feel something for this boy. Like he was calling for her, but that should have been impossible. She was sure she didn't know him. She took a closer look and couldn't help but think that he looked somewhat familiar. She looked over at Sirius, she could tell that he was hiding something…did it have to do with this boy? She narrowed her eyes and vowed that she would find out.

They got the boy settled in a bed and Madame Pompfrey instantly stared waving her wand and casting healing spells. "My goodness! This boy has had the torture curse put on him…" she paused and gasped.

Sirius swallowed and stepped forward, "what is it Pompfrey?"

"Someone has inserted a poison into his system…and he's not breathing."

All three men paled. Sirius sucked in a breath, "what?"

She closed her eyes. "Remus, I will need Severus."

Remus nodded and left to bring the potions master. Severus rushed in and ripped the paper from Pompfrey's hands. His eyes widened. "This is…this poison is only known to a select few."

"Can you save him?" She asked.

Severus shook his head and was about to reply in the negative when suddenly there was a flash of light. Everyone in the room was shocked as Fawkes appeared and started crying.

"Phoenix tears," James said quietly. "Why-"

Severus ignored him and summoned a vile and held it up to the beautiful bird. Fawkes bent his head so that the vile would catch the tears and was gone as quick as he appeared. No one said a word as Severus then held up the vile to the boy's lips and forced the tears down his throat.

All of a sudden the boy coughed and started breathing again. Madame Pompfrey shooed the men out so she could get to work and as soon as the door was shut, Severus left without a word.

"Well that was unexpected," James began. He turned to Sirius and Remus, "am I right?"

Sirius didn't say anything and James frowned. "Pads…what's your problem?"

Remus waved his hand at James, "James…now isn't the time."

James frowned. "Fine. When you're ready to talk, you know where to find me." He stormed off. Remus sighed. "Sirius…you need to tell him."

Sirius closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I know. But how do I even bring it up? Matthew and Lacy don't even know that they had a brother." Sirius shook his head, "I don't want to see Lily go through more grief."

Remus closed his eyes. "I know," he said quietly, "but I think that Lily would want to know if there was a possible chance at getting to know her son."

After a while, Sirius finally nodded. "You're right, Moony." He turned and headed down the stairs, "no time like the present."

Lily was sitting in the kitchen after the meeting when James came storming in. "James?" He ignored her and headed straight for the Firewhiskey. "James?" She tried again. "What's wrong?"

"He's mad at me, Lily."

She turned to see Sirius in the doorframe. She looked back at James, who was scowling at his best friend. "What did you do?" Sirius looked down at the ground. He took a deep breath. "What if I told you…Harry Potter is alive."

Lily gasped. A loud crack caused Sirius to duck and just in time as James threw the bottle at his head. "Don't even joke about that Sirius."

Sirius shook his head, "I'm serious Prongs…I know this because I saw him."

James snorted. "You want me to believe that you saw my oldest son, who was killed when he was one? Where? Some street in Diagon Ally?"

Sirius nodded.

James threw his hands in the air, "great. Do you know what your doing? This can only bring-" he was cut off as Lily stopped him with her hand. She gazed at Sirius, "what do you mean?"

Sirius swallowed. "The boy I saw in Diagon Ally during the battle and the boy upstairs…"

Lily narrowed her eyes, "what makes you so sure that this is Harry?"

Remus had come down and he now stepped forward, "his eyes. He has green eyes just like you Lily."

Lily couldn't take it anymore and rushed up the stairs. She threw open the door, startling Madame Pompfrey. "Oh, it's you Lily. How can I help you?"

Lily didn't say anything except to move over to the bed where the mystery boy was sleeping. She peered closer and wondered how she had missed it. Now that he was clear of the blood, she could see that he was almost a mini James. It was like going back in time. She hiccupped with sobs and reached out to tuck his hair behind his ear, sitting down on the edge of his bed.

At that moment his eyes opened and she saw what Sirius meant. If seeing the eyes didn't do it, then the one word he spoke did. "Mum?" Lily could barely nod through her tears and leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. "Sleep and know that I love you and always will."

Harry was warm.

He didn't know what happened after he tumbled out of the fireplace but he must have been laying in an infirmary because he felt safe. He felt someone brush his hair back with a loving touch so he opened his eyes to see who it was. It was his mother and it seemed she had been crying. "Mum?" She nodded and bent forward to kiss Harry on the forehead and just as he closed his eyes to go back to sleep he heard her whisper, "sleep and know that I love you and always will."

So, what do you think?

I've been dying to write a story like this for a long time so here you go…no worries, I'm currently in the process of writing the next chapter for The Wizard Thief…hopefully it will be up by the weekend.