Hey guys! This is the first fanfic I'm ever going to publish and it will display a TM character of mine which I created who is awesome! Anyway, I hope I publish more of a backstory on my TM character but for now this is, may I add a very poorly written fanfic (excuse me) cause I'm to tired to edit cause went skiing yesterday so everything hurts(the pain! *exaggerated hand on forward* thingy-ma-bob, wateves!) So this is only the first chapter so please comment, (no harshness, my aching physical and emotional self can not handle it), I'd love some constructive cristism and to all writers I'm following. Give me a 'U', give me a 'P', give me a 'D', give me a 'A', give me a 'T', give me a 'E', what does that spell?! Figure it out, you know how to spell, your stories are fricken awesome! Sonny Out!
Chapter 1:
HermionePOV
I opened my eyes, finally awake from my coma-like state, having been hit from a particularly nasty curse by a Death eater. When my vision came into focus I was met with the horrible and disgusting sight of the dead, mangled, torn, decapitated, dried blood gleaming red, and dust and ash flying through the air around me. I felt like I had been transported into a different universe entirely, forced out of a blissful dream into this cruel reality brought upon us. I felt lifeless, looking at the scene in front of me, no thoughts flying through my head, just pain, and suffering, and grief, but most importantly acceptance. Not giving up, just letting go, for there was no hope left in this world, and I would die eventually, coming to a torturous and unjustified end, though it would not matter, because this was the end. The light had fallen, my friends were probably dead, I was all alone, isolated, and alive. That is until I heard voices scream my name in the distance, both sounding vaguely familiar. I forced myself into a sitting position, leaning on my arms for support, using up all strength I had, looking around for the source of noise. That's when I saw them. They were alive, I was not alone, they had survived, under all trials and suffering we had all survived. With that comforting thought, I fell back, a small smile on my lips as I watched my two boys sprint towards me, before I fell into a un conscience state once more.
Harry Pov
We were in the library, the safest place which had not been yet destroyed in the castle. We were all gathered, the surviving Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Cedric, Neville, Luna and Draco, who had surprisingly chosen not to join his family but stay with the light, where I believed he belonged. Also with us were a few surviving aurors, Madam Pomfrey, and some of the Professors of Hogwarts including Mcgonagall, Flitwick, Slughorn, and Trelawney. We were the last whom were alive in the castle. Fortunately, others were able to escape, and were at the moment regathering there forces, not yet have given up hope. If we were able to destroy Voldemort's last Horcrux, for we learned that he had created one more making the total eight, we would be able to defeat him once and for all. Suddenly I heard a noise from behind me.
"Hermione", I exclaimed rushing to her side, all thoughts of warfare gone, just focusing on the girl who was like a sister to me. "Harry, Ron", she mumbled, her eyes hesitantly opening and shutting from the sudden brightness. "Of my god Mione, thank god", I said, a great weight lifting off my shoulders, feeling relief that we had all survived.
"Mione!", Ron shouted rushing to her side, just returning to the library and seeing his girlfriend reawakening. "What happened", she mumbled quietly, hissing at the pain as she tried to sit herself up. "No don't get up deary, rest", said the worried yet firm voice of Madam Pomfrey nearby,tending to a auror in a bad condition. "What happened, where am I, wheres Ginny, Cedric...". "Shhh", said the calming voice of Cedric, approaching where one of his best friends lay. "It's alright, I'm here, Ginny's here", he said seating himself in a chair nearby where she lay. "Hermione!", yet another voice exclaimed loudly. Ginny Weasley rushed to her best friends, and the sister she never had. "Ginny, what happened, are you all right", Hermione said quickly, trying to seat herself up again. "I warned you once and I'll warn you again, no getting up, rest, or will strap you to that bed", the firm voice of Madam Pomfrey resounded loudly from across the library, where she was now taking care of another auror and a injured Flitwick. Hermione unwillingly lay herself back down, taking ahold of her best and only girlfriends hand, in reassurance. "Can someone please answer me", she said slightly frustrated, "What's going on, why are we in the library". "Mione are you alright", Ron said, staring at his girlfriend worryingly, as if she might break. "I'm fine now can someone please tell me what the hell is going on", she said calmly. "Are you sure you alright", Harry said worryingly. "You took a bloody nasty curse, luckily we got you here in time, or you would be... I'm not even going to say or think about it, what matters now is that your alive and perfect", Ron finished quickly, slightly flustered. "Oh for Merlin's sake", Hermione screeched, thoroughly annoyed at the inability to provide her with the answers she needed. Everyone looked slightly taken back, and Ron was about to say something out of concern, but I stopped him. "Geez Granger calm down", said the voice of Draco Malfoy, sauntering towards the group, ignoring the untrustworthy gazes given by Ron and Neville who had just joined them, Luna in tow, their hands joined. "But really, who guys are really annoying so...", Malfoy continued, a smirk forming on his lips. "Buzz off Malfoy", said Ron, looking at the paled face Slytherin like he was something nasty. "Ron", I warned, looking worriedly at the two. Malfoy glared at Ron but didn't say anything, instead turning to Hermione and saying, "We are at the library but I'm sure already aware of that fact since you practically live here or used to, and we are the only survivors who remained in the castle, the Death Eaters presume we are dead, our forces are regrouping since most of them retreated, taking the injured with them, and pretty much the wars not over and we gonna go and look for another flipping Horcrux before Potter here can take down Voldemort and did I mention we have the Gryffindor sword. When he mentioned Horcruxes most of the groups eyes widened in suprise. "I kinds filled him in on what was going on", I supplied, watching for there reactions. Ron shot me a glare clearly not happy, Hermione nodded her head in understanding not seeming to be bothered, Neville had a worried look on his face, Ginny already knew I had told him, and Luna was staring out into space seemingly in her own world. "Why would you tell the snake that, did you forget, he's a Death Eater!", exclaimed Ron loudly, causing Draco and I to wince, and Hermione to give him a warning glance which he ignored. "Ron, he can be trusted", I said slowly, trying to calm him down. "Seriously, after all that ferret has put us through you believe he's all good and on our side, he could be a spy Harry, did you ever think about that!", Ron exclaimed, all the while pointing a accusing finger at an uncomfortable Malfoy. "Ron,", I shouted at my friend surprising everyone. After taking a few calming breathes I said, "I trust him, okay, don't you trust my judgement?". "Yeah bu-", Ron started. "Do you?", I said firmly, cutting him off. After a few moments of hesitation Ron answered, "Yeah man, I do". "But that doesn't mean I trust the ferret", he added, again pointing at Malfoy, who had all the while been standing there quietly, a blank mask on his face. "Well it goes both ways Weasley", he said, with his trademark Malfoy smirk. Seeing this Ron scowled at him, but remained silent for the time being. "So, now that we are all ready, why don't we hunt some Horcruxes, have any ideas on where to find it", Malfoy said, getting down to business. "Just a moment , may I speak to you all for a moment, it is of utmost importance", Mcgonagall said, suddenly appearing from behind a bookshelf. "Of course Professor", I said, motioning the other to follow me as the Professor lead us out of the Library. We walked in silence, descending the stairs together, waiting for the staircases to move so we could pass and keep ascending the stairs. After a while I asked out of curiosity, "Professor, where exactly are you taking us". I got no reply from the Professor who kept walking on as if I had said nothing a thoughtful look on her face. Finally we stopped at the Headmasters tower. "Why on the bloody earth are we here", Ron whispered to me. I shrugged my shoulders, quickly walking forwards as I realised the others were ahead of us. We walked to the spiral staircase which took us up to the Headmasters office. I had always liked the Headmasters office, even if I was in trouble or something was wrong, it always made me feel slightly comforted but now that Dumbledore was gone, it seemed very empty and cold. It looked just as it had used to be except for the missing magical instruments and some of the books and the place was decked in green rather then gold. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a object float towards us and rest on the desk in front of us. It was the pensive, which I recognised since Dumbledore showed it to me in 6th year as we revisited memories of Tom Riddle. Mcgonagall pulled out a flask which contained a memory, and poured it into the pensive. She then turned to me gesturing me towards it. My friends stepped forward but Mcgonagall shooed them back saying, "This memory is for Harry and Harry alone". I looked back at my friends one more time before I sunk my head into the pensive, and disappeared from the room.
I felt my feet hit solid ground. I looked around at my surroundings. I was in my the same room as I had previously occupied,except for it was more colourful and warm. Sitting at the desk was Dumbledore staring at what appeared to be me or rather through me. I turned around and saw that I was all alone, and it was just me and my old Professor, or a memory of him anyway. "Harry", the Dumbledore in the memory said to me. I turned around but I was no where to be seen. Then it occurred to me that he was talking to the actual me if that made any sense. "If you are seeing this memory right now, then it is probably because we are losing the war and desperate times call for desperate measures", the Dumbledore said. "Earlier in the year I gave this memory to our dear Professor Mcgonagall, who I entrusted it to, in hopes that it may not come to this. "But it appears that it has if you are in fact watching this memory", the Dumbledore said, a tired, and sad look on his face. He had never seen Dumbledore look so forlorn before, and felt sympathy for his old Headmaster. Dumbeldore cleared his throat before continuing,"I have been doing some background information about the Potter family and its history and have stumbled across something very rare, quite peculiar, and very dangerous. I am sure you already know that you descend from the Peverell family as they were once called, from the third brother Ignotus Peverell, original owner of the invisibility cloak, third of the Deathly Hallows. It has come to my attention that Ignotus lead a rather fascinating life, most of which was shared with a very powerful witch, one of myth and legend who did in fact exist. She has no definite name but she is mostly called the Phoenix. I'm sure Hermione can fill you in on her legend later since I once gave her a book, dating back to ancient times about this particular subject. To explain who exactly this witch was to you would take time, time which we do not have. In short, she is a very powerful witch, the most powerful of them all, a witch cursed by dark magic which allowed her to live for all of eternity. So what I'm trying to explain to you Harry is that she is immortal, but not like Voldemort, this is a different kind entirely, though none was her fault or her intention, because like I stated she was cursed. Any who, she and Ignotus met and I'm not sure what he did for her but ever since she has vowed to be forever in his and his family debt. This is where you come in Harry, you as the last and only descendant have the power to summon her from her sleep and reawaken the Phoenix. You will ask her to travel back in time with a few selected peoples, back to 1943 when the young Tom Riddle was attending his 6th year, and your mission is to either kill the future Dark Lord, or allow him to redeem himself by leading him to the light. The choice is purely on if the Tom Riddle is willing to gain redemption or not. He shall however not be aware of you coming from the future or who you really are. I hope you understand the seriousness of this situation, that on one can find out your true identities. You, the Phoenix, also known as Guardian of the Phoenix or Peverell family, and some selected people including Hermione will travel back today I hope after you have summoned the Phoenix. I'm sure Hermione can make fake school records and identities for you, clever girl, and change your appearances, then the Phoenix can transport you all back in time, while the others remain and continue searching for the missing Horcrux. I'm counting on you Harry that you use this gift wisely, the Phoenix is powerful no doubt but also dangerous at times. Take care..."
Suddenly I was pulled out of the memory into the present time facing a smiling portrait of Albus Dumbledore who winked at me before dozing off into a peaceful slumber. "Well Harry, what is it that Albus wants us to do", asked a concerned Mcgonagall staring at my face which I believed to be in complete shock. I turned around looking over the faces in the room, trying to make sense of what I saw before turning to Hermione and asking, "Do you still have that book of the Phoenix Dumbledore got you", I asked quickly staring at her expectantly. After a moment of hesitation, she answered, "Umm yeh I think I do, hold on a second", she said, before pulling out her beaded bag, accio-ing a thick, ancient-looking book, before handing it towards me. I pushed the book back at her saying, "Theres no time for me to research, you have to tell me what you know about the Phoenix". "Harry what is going on", Hermione said worryingly. "Yes what on earth does a magical creature have to do with what Dumbledore wants us to do", said a very confused and annoyed Mcgonagall. "Everything", I told her. "Professor, could you please excuse us for a minute we need to discuss and its urgent so...", I said looking at her expectantly. "Oh", she said understanding, "Are you sure you don't need any help with anything Potter", she asked. "Positive Professor", I said quickly, needing her to leave so we could discuss in private. Noticing the tense look on my face she finally gave in saying, "Ok, I'll leave you all to discuss, call me if you are in need of my assistance", she said waiting at the door. "Will do Professor", said Malfoy in a dismissing tone. "Very well", the Professor finally said, before leaving reluctantly. "Geez, that was weird, why would she care what we are doing anyway", Ron said slightly annoyed at there Professors unusual behaviour. "She had the memory for a long time, she was probably as curious to find out what it was about", I tried to explain. "Why can't we tell her", Hermione asked, surprised at my secrecy. "It's better if we keep it to ourselves", I said before asking Hermione again to explain to us the legend of the Phoenix. "There is actually a story about the legend here, Dumbledore probably gave me the book for that reason", she said before flipping through the pages trying to find the one needed. "That's brilliant Hermione", I told her, before getting up and silencing and other privacy spells. When I finished I turned around to see everyone giving me questioning glances. "Precautions", I said simply before sitting down and focusing my attention onto Hermione. Noticing this she cleared her throat and started reading the story of the Phoenix to us.