Chapter 1: Once Upon a time…
Disclaimer: JK Rowling is a far better writer than I am at this moment. All the characters that you can recognize as being her character they just might be hers. All the characters that seemed to be new and haven't seen, then they are mine.
"Only the passing of the sand can form a picture of the true natures of the future.."
~ Merlin
In a time where Elves ruled Gaia and men were just a small species that were divided among them selves and other species that soaked in a bath of Apollo's rays. The only race that was united was the Elves, oldest and wises they spent there time teaching the younger races about how Gaia came to be. No one doubted the Elves for they were wise beyond many men, they had developed in such ways that couldn't even be described one thing most importantly they never fought among themselves. As peaceful as this might sound there happiness slowly started to fade into gloom. As a great evil started to cast over there merry little lives, elves started to become dark, and divided. No longer the teachers of younger races they started to find them warring among themselves. No elf knew the evil that shadow them, yet Gaia felt the evil that sparse through her beloved species. Gaia prayed that the gods would help her and her family that lived down on her surface to stop this evil from spreading and killing of her babies. Yet no god dare attempt to stop the unstoppable, for them to stand in the way of death would mean there own death and like men Gods feared there death. Gaia told the Elves to stop warring among yourselves and see the evil that consumed you and see what you're really fighting. Soon the Elves stopped and saw that evil had enter there minds to control there thoughts and minds. And what truly was destroying them was an evil that still today elves never speak of. After years of war the elves finally destroyed the evil and all its might, but did not destroy the life of the evil just to lock it away for many years to come.
The battle was exhausting and resource draining, many elves had perish in the battle and so little they started to become scare
"Men now rule this earth; let them hold the second coming." An Elf with solid black hair and midnight blue eyes, his skin was pale and perfection. Adrian was his name as he sat on a horse watching his fellow companions pass through a portal. Adrian looked around at the earth, still bountiful of life of all kind, he wonder if it would chance would man still remain true to there roots or will then break apart from the course they were set on and find themselves in a whole new realm which on one had ever explored. Slowly his dark horse walked to the shimmering hole in reality and took its first step into the unknown. Soon the horse and Adrian was gone inside this portal as it slowly shutting upon it's self.
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My mom once told me about the four horsemen that would came down to earth calling the Apocalypse, War, Famine, Pestilences, and Death. Each with there own weapons, each would bring the end of humanity, and each would be taking what's left of this beautiful world. I shuttered at the fact that the bible foretold such and indescribable event. At first I wonder how can a god can be so cruel and harsh, I asked myself why I believed in such a god, a god who continues to punish the people who wrong him in any way shape or form. Well I finally let my mine settle on a fact, that I knew where I was going, as long as I kept up my ways in peacefully believe I would end up in heaven.
It's twenty years later an I'm a military specialist, I command my own group of elite commandos named G.H.O.S.T. counter-terrorists was our duty, training from dusk to dawn we are but single men who did not have any other lives outside our little world of fearless and bravery. None of us new of a magical world that existed beyond our senses, none of us knew what events were going to take place upon both worlds. We just new that when we were called to duty we did it quickly, fast, fearless, and with no mistakes, but most important of all is that no man is ever left behind. There were 4 of us, small to be elite in design, Myself Jack Murk, my best friend Brandon Grey, and our other two comrades John Lash, and Xavier Black. All of us met at WestPoint military school, all of us were in the upper class, Xavier being the number one graduate, Brandon being the second, John being the third and final me being the fourth. We took WestPoint by storm; all of us had features that were deemed amazing and almost unconceivable. Brandon and I were crack shots with our rifles, as if magical we could hit about any target we set our minds to. In one tournament that we competed in I came out first only because Brandon was off by a millimeter. John and Xavier were both intelligent in all ways, commutations, negotiations, statistics, and women. They knew how to pick up women like no other man could do. As they once said to me "I could tell you fourteen lines that would make a woman fall hopelessly in love with you… but I won't because then you'd have a woman and wouldn't be following your dream..." I could only chuckle at the thought. We all had our personalities; even for being close friends we had huge differences in our logical ways of thinking.
We sat in a 747 on our way to San Diego, Our home town. My whole childhood I grew up here, living out my life never knowing that I would have gone this far in life. Brandon my friend sat right next to the window, he's always enjoyed the free flying freedom, me… I hated flying just the fear of being a mortal man and not having the control over my own life or death in these hunks of machines just scared me.
~@~
Four hundred years in the past….
Rod, a stern looking English man with a gray beard and black hair his sliver eyes looked off the top deck of his ship to the new land.
"LAND HO!" The man from the crows nest yelled as the new land appeared in the distant.
Rod seem memorized that his first time ever commanding a ship he would actually hit the new world.
"Captain, our heading is to the new land, what is our next move?" the first mate asked in a French accent waiting for a response.
"We anchor of course, and then we will send out parties of three to explore the new land." Rod said in his thick English accent. Rod slowly made his way to the helm of the ship and took the ship under his control for the first time his sea voyage.
As they started to get near the new land strange singing sound grew in there ears. An unknown language worried the sailors, as they approached the shore line. Most of the sailors found themselves in trance with the tune, yet some rejected the trance and shook there mates trying to wake them up.
"Captain these lands are haunted… you hear that singing…" the first mate look almost ready to pee his pants.
"Don't be foolish… it's just the natives, we can make friends with them." Rod looked confident that nothing was going to pull him away from this new land.
"What natives sing that loud? And with such a beautiful tone, that isn't real sir, that's sirens singing."
Rod turned to look at his first mate in the eyes. "There are no such things as sirens."
"Then what's that?"
"That's the natives singing our arrival." Rod smiled as he looked at the beautiful dark green forest that rose towering over the deep blue sea.
"Your crazy captain…" the first mate murmured under his voice as he looked out to the new found lands.
"Captain… a massing army in the distance... About 10 miles into the land... The armies… don't... What the… CAPTAIN!! WITCHCRAFT…" the man from the crows nests trying to tell the captain. "What the hell is that…" the man looked at the massing hordes of and unknown form, with a flash of bright green light the armies flatted and dusted away with the turn of the wind.
Rod looked worried as he saw the brilliant emerald flash as it sent shock waves through the air, rattling the boat upon its arrival at the new land.
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"Love..." Harry looked into Hermione's eyes as she laid on top of him in their bed.
"Yes darling…" Hermione kisses Harry as they spoke to each other.
"How did I get so lucky?" Harry smirked while kissing back. Hermione didn't response but just kissed Harry into the night as they rolled around in bed pleasuring each other.
~@~
Morning sprang up as fast as night left the sky leaving only the light to protrude the clear and misty sky. New morning dew melted from the green fresh pine trees after the winter solace nights. Little crystal clear tear drops fall to the ground as they slowly splashed against the powdery white blanket of snow below. The birds chirp as the morning passed, there amazing songs filled the sky as the morning beaver started building his dam on the little running creek. Gnawing at wet mushy wood, the beaver made the tree collapsed into the unnoticeable creek, slowing the free flowing crystal water to almost a dead halt.
A small gray squirrel hopped along the black crusted oil slick pavement road, with its bushy tail bobbling along behind him. Going from left to right the squirrel's little paws padded the hard tarmac as it crossed the white endless parallel lines. A slight rumbling sound suddenly broke the peace and serenity of the morning. Coming from underneath the little squirrel, the squirrel could only stop in the middle in fear of the unknowing rumbling. Slowly poking its head up looking around, trying to figure out with his tiny mind what the shaking could be. Little pebbles slowly begin to rise and fall upon the black surface as the rumble became louder. The horizon seemed endless for a minute then the next it was filled with a sliver object coming towards the squirrel. Suddenly as the object seem to come from out of nowhere it hug the roads for support as it creamed by to hit a little bump in the road. The object left the squirrel lying broken and shatter on the ground, its purplish-gray intestines began to seep from the sides of his ebony white ribs mixed in with the crimson red blood that spread like a wildfire in a forest. The squirrel's cottage cheese brain's was forced through its little eye socks creating a play dough effect within the little squirrel's body. As the wind picked up making the greasy brown leaves trailing behind to cover the little squirrel's dead body the shimmering sun silver object vanished in to the horizon.
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*Knock, Knock* Ron stood outside Harry's and Hermione's house waiting to be let in. It was a small house from the outside, just a one story flat that resemble a little surrey cottage in England. With white painting and a brown shingled roofing it really looked like home. Ron turned around to admire his nice new beauty of a car a silver thunderbird, and then he noticed red stains under his left front bumper. "Crap… what did I hit… must have been that bump in road." Ron sighed and waited for them to open up and let him in. "Come on guys!" Ron started getting frustrated. Finally the door opened as a tall man around 6'3" with emerald green eyes and jet black hair appeared with a dulled out lighting shape scar on his forehead.
"Mr. Weasley… You have a lot of nerve coming this early on a Saturday morning…" Harry looked into Ron's eyes seriously.
"Well Mr. Potter, you have a lot of nerve moving to San Diego and taking me with you" Ron replied sternly.
The wind shuffled the leaves in the front yard, and let a few fall onto the soft light green grass. It was still moist from the morning's coldness and misty air. A small bird chirped a morning song for the two that just stood there at the door way looking at each other. Finally the silence broke between both of them as the bird settled down on her branch overlooking the nice flower pots that lined against the man window sill.
"How you been my friend!" Harry smiles and patted Ron's back as he led Ron in their house.
"Hermione, you wouldn't guess who's here..." Harry shouted to the bedroom.
It wasn't a big house, but it wasn't a small house, two bedroom one bath, living room, and a kitchen plus a fireplace. It was everything that they both dreamed up, something small and unnoticeable from the wizard world.
"You haven't change a bit mate..." Ron looked at Harry as they waited for a response from Hermione.
"Nor have you…" Harry responded waiting for Hermione. Ron stood a good inch taller than Harry, with spiky red hair with blond tips to create a fire affect. No more freckles, and tone muscle abs Ron turned out to be a stud.
"WHO!" Hermione yelling as she was getting ready in the bathroom.
"Well when you're finished come out and look for your self." Harry responded in a yell back. Harry turned his attention back to Ron who was looking at all the pictures on there mantle place.
"Those were great years weren't they?" Harry asked as he over and looked at the pictures with Ron.
"Seems so long ago we were in Hogwarts.." Ron smiled looking at there graduation picture all three of them having there arms around each other.
"Ron it was 4 years ago... But I know what you mean." Harry smiles and looked at Hermione's and his wedding.
"RON!!!!!" Hermione shouted as she walks into the living room.
"Herm!" Ron smiled back looking at the woman he lost in the 7th year at Hogwarts. Hermione was more slender, womanly in all ways from curves, to the silky golden brown hair tied in a bun behind her head. Hermione walked passed the dark green velvet couch that shimmered in the sunlight to give Ron a bone crushing hug.
"Gah! Herm.. I can't…." Ron was trying to get out his sentence.
"Oh sorry Ron" Hermione smiled as she moved over to Harry's front to stand two inches smaller than him. "Hello Love..." Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck pulling him down a little and giving him a deep and passionate kiss.
"Oh gods…" Ron muttered under his breath as he turned away as they were kissing. Slowly they both finished and Hermione pulled away from Harry's face and just looked into his deep emerald eyes.
"Because who you are, and what that thing contains." Hermione poked his heart.
Ron looked at her oddly. Harry just smiled and kisses her quickly before turning to Ron, "A question I asked her last night." Ron gave that oohhhh… expression on his face.
"Love, I'm going to cook breakfast… I'll call the both of you when it's ready..." Hermione chirped as she spun around and walked to the kitchen and started to cook. Ron gave Harry another odd look. Harry smiled back at him, "She likes to cook" responding.
"Come on sit down..." Harry said breaking the oddly look on Ron's face. Harry walked over to a corner where two velvet green couches met at the corner of the room and at the end of the right couch was a velvet green lazy boy recliner. Harry took the recliner as Ron walked over and sat next to him.
"There's something that I don't get Harry." Ron started breaking Harry's gaze into the kitchen staring at Hermione.
"What?" Harry turned his eyes away and looking at Ron.
"Like why you come and move to San Diego?" Ron asked.
"Because here in the states, there are not that many wizards, especially on the west coast, Hermione and I both decided that it would be best just to live a normal life with normal jobs and getting away from the publicity of England and their magical world. I wanted nothing to do with Voldemort I fought him for 7 years Ron, 7 whole years I gave my life to save other people, it was time that I stopped and let the ministry handle it." Harry responded
"Harry you know that the ministry can barely handle him, every wizard was counting on you to be there, to stop him for the last time."
"Ron… I never told any one… but I did stop him for the last time." Harry said what seemed in a regretful tone of voice. Something shifted there minds off the conversation and to the kitchen as they start to smell sensations. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, and sausages filled the house with fresh aromas making both Harry and Ron drool waiting for the food.
"Ron may I asked why did you leave?" Harry asked as Ron shutter a bit before responding. "Because of you guys, you guys were like family through the school years, and I couldn't feel like letting you guys just up and leave. Plus what life did I have there after… "
Harry interrupted "I know Ron."
"COME AND EAT!" Hermione shouted as she sat at the table looking at the food.
Harry and Ron walked over and took their seats, Harry to the right of Hermione as Ron being across from the both of them. They all smiled at each other before going and digging into there food, eating the sweet savoring tasteful delights of breakfast.
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60 years in the Past….
"Maverick to Red Snake." One of the ten American torpedo bombers said over the radio.
"Maverick this is Red Snake" the head torpedo bomber replied.
"Good luck Sir..." Maverick replied with a chuckle before descending to level himself with the Japanese Carrier. The torrent waters swirled below the bluish-steel gray torpedo bomber as the left the rocking carrier to deal with the sea's awesome power. On the radio the admiral of the navy group started to make an announcement to all of the fighters that just left to battle.
"Godspeed, All of you, are the first to engage the enemy in combat, for here you hold our freedom, our dreams, the American Country in your hands. My god guild you home if you do not make it back to us." The Admiral announced as the fighters left the view of the carrier making there way towards the Japanese navy fleet.
On the Japanese Carriers…
"Captain, American Torpedo Bombers on the way… estimate 30 minutes." The Japanese first mate asked the captain.
"Is the artifact safe from prying hands?" The captain responded.
"Yes sir, locked in a trunk inside a bomber being escorted by four zero's. The bomber is on it's way to the homeland." The First mate said.
"Good… May they never know what horror we could unleash upon this earth." The captain responded in almost silent whisper knowing that his time was coming to and end.
~@~
"Good God man..." Harry looked at Ron's new 2002 Silver Thunder-Bird.
"I know… it cost me an arm and a leg but I got it… amazingly this muggle contraptions are fun to ride around in… Or course they don't fly or have special compartments that expand the car but hey it still fun to drive around in." Ron explained looking at the red stain in the front bumper.
Harry smiled as he recalled there second year in Hogwarts where both Ron and Him had to take his dad's flying car to Hogwarts.
"What happen there?" Harry pointed to the red stain.
"I hit something." Ron chuckled and took out his wand and mutter a simple cleaning spell as the red slowly slid off like water and dropped onto the ground solidifying as soon as it touched the cold concrete.
"Now is this with your own money?" Harry asked chuckling a little.
"Yes I bought this with my own money… not dad's funds." Ron smiled and looked proud of buying something on his own for a change.
Hermione walked out and saw the two guys looking at the car, she slowly moved unknowingly to Harry and wrapped her hands around his waist coming dangerously close to his groin. Harry just smiled and pulled her to the front before kissing her on the lips again. Harry and Hermione both locked lips for minutes on end as Ron could just stand there and watch sighing a little.
"Love... You see what Ron has actually bought with his own money… and not from Daddy's money." Harry chuckled and slowly pulling away from Hermione while remembering the day that Ron's father became the minister of magic.
"Ron… Working?" Hermione questioned with a laugh.
"I work.." Ron grinned back trying to hold his laughter inside his body. Hermione gave Ron a odd expression thinking about Ron actually working. "Yes Hermione I do work… I have a nice little waiter job at the Marriott Hotel at the Sea-Port." Ron explained.
"Oh… we have to go eat there some day Harry..." Hermione exclaimed smiling as she hugged Harry and pulled him closer in.
"I came by to see what you guys wanted to do today? I mean is has been a long time since the three of us ever did something." Ron sounded like he needed a good day out. Both Harry and Hermione looked at each other and communicated almost telepathically as they knew what each other was thinking.
"Sure Ron, let us gets some stuff packed and we can head out… um… the mountains?" Harry asked as Hermione's eyes lit up, ever since Harry's proposal to her in the snow, she fell in love with the snow, since he proposed during a winter wonderland out in England.
"Sounds like a plan… I guess I'll go run out and gets some stuff for us…" Ron looked around trying to think what he needs to say next. "I'll meet you two at… Never mind I'll just come back here." Ron finished.
"Sounds good Ron, see you in ten to twenty minutes." Harry replied as he walked inside with Hermione while Ron walked to his thunder-bird and sped off towards the store.
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An age old wizard stood at his window sill looking down upon a glossy green grass that lay in perfection on the ground. His baby blue eyes twinkled as the sun started to set down upon the gigantic castle. Stars and moons displayed themselves on the aged wizard as he slowly turned and walked back to his chair that sat right next to the lonely phoenix which had started molting again. The wizard turned his head to the phoenix and just watch his bird go through a process that stood the test of time, through centuries he's been with his companion, through times which almost seemed unbearable for his old heart to handle his had bird pulled him out of it. Now it was just him and his bird, no student sat there watching him, no teacher could bother him, it was just him.
"Fawkes, do you feel it to…" The bird just nodded and had a small tear that started to drip from its right eye. Dumbledore gave a small smile to his companion and moved his hand under Fawkes's eye to catch the falling tear. The crystal shaped tear fall into the soft palms of Dumbledore's hands spreading like wildfire through out the canyon lines throughout his palm. "I'm afraid that time is running short Fawkes, and the shorter the time is there will be no time to prepare. I've asked the ministry to give me leave from my duties as head master so I can follow this path and make sure that I'm right and will do the right things to help guild our lost people. I pray that if I'm wrong… then I will fade into nothing so no one can know what I had done." Fawkes tilted his head slight in agreement with Dumbledore before starting to shimmer into a bright red and orange flame. "An so the re-birth of the phoenix begins, along will the times of earth."
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Disclaimer: JK Rowling is a far better writer than I am at this moment. All the characters that you can recognize as being her character they just might be hers. All the characters that seemed to be new and haven't seen, then they are mine.
"Only the passing of the sand can form a picture of the true natures of the future.."
~ Merlin
In a time where Elves ruled Gaia and men were just a small species that were divided among them selves and other species that soaked in a bath of Apollo's rays. The only race that was united was the Elves, oldest and wises they spent there time teaching the younger races about how Gaia came to be. No one doubted the Elves for they were wise beyond many men, they had developed in such ways that couldn't even be described one thing most importantly they never fought among themselves. As peaceful as this might sound there happiness slowly started to fade into gloom. As a great evil started to cast over there merry little lives, elves started to become dark, and divided. No longer the teachers of younger races they started to find them warring among themselves. No elf knew the evil that shadow them, yet Gaia felt the evil that sparse through her beloved species. Gaia prayed that the gods would help her and her family that lived down on her surface to stop this evil from spreading and killing of her babies. Yet no god dare attempt to stop the unstoppable, for them to stand in the way of death would mean there own death and like men Gods feared there death. Gaia told the Elves to stop warring among yourselves and see the evil that consumed you and see what you're really fighting. Soon the Elves stopped and saw that evil had enter there minds to control there thoughts and minds. And what truly was destroying them was an evil that still today elves never speak of. After years of war the elves finally destroyed the evil and all its might, but did not destroy the life of the evil just to lock it away for many years to come.
The battle was exhausting and resource draining, many elves had perish in the battle and so little they started to become scare
"Men now rule this earth; let them hold the second coming." An Elf with solid black hair and midnight blue eyes, his skin was pale and perfection. Adrian was his name as he sat on a horse watching his fellow companions pass through a portal. Adrian looked around at the earth, still bountiful of life of all kind, he wonder if it would chance would man still remain true to there roots or will then break apart from the course they were set on and find themselves in a whole new realm which on one had ever explored. Slowly his dark horse walked to the shimmering hole in reality and took its first step into the unknown. Soon the horse and Adrian was gone inside this portal as it slowly shutting upon it's self.
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My mom once told me about the four horsemen that would came down to earth calling the Apocalypse, War, Famine, Pestilences, and Death. Each with there own weapons, each would bring the end of humanity, and each would be taking what's left of this beautiful world. I shuttered at the fact that the bible foretold such and indescribable event. At first I wonder how can a god can be so cruel and harsh, I asked myself why I believed in such a god, a god who continues to punish the people who wrong him in any way shape or form. Well I finally let my mine settle on a fact, that I knew where I was going, as long as I kept up my ways in peacefully believe I would end up in heaven.
It's twenty years later an I'm a military specialist, I command my own group of elite commandos named G.H.O.S.T. counter-terrorists was our duty, training from dusk to dawn we are but single men who did not have any other lives outside our little world of fearless and bravery. None of us new of a magical world that existed beyond our senses, none of us knew what events were going to take place upon both worlds. We just new that when we were called to duty we did it quickly, fast, fearless, and with no mistakes, but most important of all is that no man is ever left behind. There were 4 of us, small to be elite in design, Myself Jack Murk, my best friend Brandon Grey, and our other two comrades John Lash, and Xavier Black. All of us met at WestPoint military school, all of us were in the upper class, Xavier being the number one graduate, Brandon being the second, John being the third and final me being the fourth. We took WestPoint by storm; all of us had features that were deemed amazing and almost unconceivable. Brandon and I were crack shots with our rifles, as if magical we could hit about any target we set our minds to. In one tournament that we competed in I came out first only because Brandon was off by a millimeter. John and Xavier were both intelligent in all ways, commutations, negotiations, statistics, and women. They knew how to pick up women like no other man could do. As they once said to me "I could tell you fourteen lines that would make a woman fall hopelessly in love with you… but I won't because then you'd have a woman and wouldn't be following your dream..." I could only chuckle at the thought. We all had our personalities; even for being close friends we had huge differences in our logical ways of thinking.
We sat in a 747 on our way to San Diego, Our home town. My whole childhood I grew up here, living out my life never knowing that I would have gone this far in life. Brandon my friend sat right next to the window, he's always enjoyed the free flying freedom, me… I hated flying just the fear of being a mortal man and not having the control over my own life or death in these hunks of machines just scared me.
~@~
Four hundred years in the past….
Rod, a stern looking English man with a gray beard and black hair his sliver eyes looked off the top deck of his ship to the new land.
"LAND HO!" The man from the crows nest yelled as the new land appeared in the distant.
Rod seem memorized that his first time ever commanding a ship he would actually hit the new world.
"Captain, our heading is to the new land, what is our next move?" the first mate asked in a French accent waiting for a response.
"We anchor of course, and then we will send out parties of three to explore the new land." Rod said in his thick English accent. Rod slowly made his way to the helm of the ship and took the ship under his control for the first time his sea voyage.
As they started to get near the new land strange singing sound grew in there ears. An unknown language worried the sailors, as they approached the shore line. Most of the sailors found themselves in trance with the tune, yet some rejected the trance and shook there mates trying to wake them up.
"Captain these lands are haunted… you hear that singing…" the first mate look almost ready to pee his pants.
"Don't be foolish… it's just the natives, we can make friends with them." Rod looked confident that nothing was going to pull him away from this new land.
"What natives sing that loud? And with such a beautiful tone, that isn't real sir, that's sirens singing."
Rod turned to look at his first mate in the eyes. "There are no such things as sirens."
"Then what's that?"
"That's the natives singing our arrival." Rod smiled as he looked at the beautiful dark green forest that rose towering over the deep blue sea.
"Your crazy captain…" the first mate murmured under his voice as he looked out to the new found lands.
"Captain… a massing army in the distance... About 10 miles into the land... The armies… don't... What the… CAPTAIN!! WITCHCRAFT…" the man from the crows nests trying to tell the captain. "What the hell is that…" the man looked at the massing hordes of and unknown form, with a flash of bright green light the armies flatted and dusted away with the turn of the wind.
Rod looked worried as he saw the brilliant emerald flash as it sent shock waves through the air, rattling the boat upon its arrival at the new land.
~@~
"Love..." Harry looked into Hermione's eyes as she laid on top of him in their bed.
"Yes darling…" Hermione kisses Harry as they spoke to each other.
"How did I get so lucky?" Harry smirked while kissing back. Hermione didn't response but just kissed Harry into the night as they rolled around in bed pleasuring each other.
~@~
Morning sprang up as fast as night left the sky leaving only the light to protrude the clear and misty sky. New morning dew melted from the green fresh pine trees after the winter solace nights. Little crystal clear tear drops fall to the ground as they slowly splashed against the powdery white blanket of snow below. The birds chirp as the morning passed, there amazing songs filled the sky as the morning beaver started building his dam on the little running creek. Gnawing at wet mushy wood, the beaver made the tree collapsed into the unnoticeable creek, slowing the free flowing crystal water to almost a dead halt.
A small gray squirrel hopped along the black crusted oil slick pavement road, with its bushy tail bobbling along behind him. Going from left to right the squirrel's little paws padded the hard tarmac as it crossed the white endless parallel lines. A slight rumbling sound suddenly broke the peace and serenity of the morning. Coming from underneath the little squirrel, the squirrel could only stop in the middle in fear of the unknowing rumbling. Slowly poking its head up looking around, trying to figure out with his tiny mind what the shaking could be. Little pebbles slowly begin to rise and fall upon the black surface as the rumble became louder. The horizon seemed endless for a minute then the next it was filled with a sliver object coming towards the squirrel. Suddenly as the object seem to come from out of nowhere it hug the roads for support as it creamed by to hit a little bump in the road. The object left the squirrel lying broken and shatter on the ground, its purplish-gray intestines began to seep from the sides of his ebony white ribs mixed in with the crimson red blood that spread like a wildfire in a forest. The squirrel's cottage cheese brain's was forced through its little eye socks creating a play dough effect within the little squirrel's body. As the wind picked up making the greasy brown leaves trailing behind to cover the little squirrel's dead body the shimmering sun silver object vanished in to the horizon.
~@~
*Knock, Knock* Ron stood outside Harry's and Hermione's house waiting to be let in. It was a small house from the outside, just a one story flat that resemble a little surrey cottage in England. With white painting and a brown shingled roofing it really looked like home. Ron turned around to admire his nice new beauty of a car a silver thunderbird, and then he noticed red stains under his left front bumper. "Crap… what did I hit… must have been that bump in road." Ron sighed and waited for them to open up and let him in. "Come on guys!" Ron started getting frustrated. Finally the door opened as a tall man around 6'3" with emerald green eyes and jet black hair appeared with a dulled out lighting shape scar on his forehead.
"Mr. Weasley… You have a lot of nerve coming this early on a Saturday morning…" Harry looked into Ron's eyes seriously.
"Well Mr. Potter, you have a lot of nerve moving to San Diego and taking me with you" Ron replied sternly.
The wind shuffled the leaves in the front yard, and let a few fall onto the soft light green grass. It was still moist from the morning's coldness and misty air. A small bird chirped a morning song for the two that just stood there at the door way looking at each other. Finally the silence broke between both of them as the bird settled down on her branch overlooking the nice flower pots that lined against the man window sill.
"How you been my friend!" Harry smiles and patted Ron's back as he led Ron in their house.
"Hermione, you wouldn't guess who's here..." Harry shouted to the bedroom.
It wasn't a big house, but it wasn't a small house, two bedroom one bath, living room, and a kitchen plus a fireplace. It was everything that they both dreamed up, something small and unnoticeable from the wizard world.
"You haven't change a bit mate..." Ron looked at Harry as they waited for a response from Hermione.
"Nor have you…" Harry responded waiting for Hermione. Ron stood a good inch taller than Harry, with spiky red hair with blond tips to create a fire affect. No more freckles, and tone muscle abs Ron turned out to be a stud.
"WHO!" Hermione yelling as she was getting ready in the bathroom.
"Well when you're finished come out and look for your self." Harry responded in a yell back. Harry turned his attention back to Ron who was looking at all the pictures on there mantle place.
"Those were great years weren't they?" Harry asked as he over and looked at the pictures with Ron.
"Seems so long ago we were in Hogwarts.." Ron smiled looking at there graduation picture all three of them having there arms around each other.
"Ron it was 4 years ago... But I know what you mean." Harry smiles and looked at Hermione's and his wedding.
"RON!!!!!" Hermione shouted as she walks into the living room.
"Herm!" Ron smiled back looking at the woman he lost in the 7th year at Hogwarts. Hermione was more slender, womanly in all ways from curves, to the silky golden brown hair tied in a bun behind her head. Hermione walked passed the dark green velvet couch that shimmered in the sunlight to give Ron a bone crushing hug.
"Gah! Herm.. I can't…." Ron was trying to get out his sentence.
"Oh sorry Ron" Hermione smiled as she moved over to Harry's front to stand two inches smaller than him. "Hello Love..." Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck pulling him down a little and giving him a deep and passionate kiss.
"Oh gods…" Ron muttered under his breath as he turned away as they were kissing. Slowly they both finished and Hermione pulled away from Harry's face and just looked into his deep emerald eyes.
"Because who you are, and what that thing contains." Hermione poked his heart.
Ron looked at her oddly. Harry just smiled and kisses her quickly before turning to Ron, "A question I asked her last night." Ron gave that oohhhh… expression on his face.
"Love, I'm going to cook breakfast… I'll call the both of you when it's ready..." Hermione chirped as she spun around and walked to the kitchen and started to cook. Ron gave Harry another odd look. Harry smiled back at him, "She likes to cook" responding.
"Come on sit down..." Harry said breaking the oddly look on Ron's face. Harry walked over to a corner where two velvet green couches met at the corner of the room and at the end of the right couch was a velvet green lazy boy recliner. Harry took the recliner as Ron walked over and sat next to him.
"There's something that I don't get Harry." Ron started breaking Harry's gaze into the kitchen staring at Hermione.
"What?" Harry turned his eyes away and looking at Ron.
"Like why you come and move to San Diego?" Ron asked.
"Because here in the states, there are not that many wizards, especially on the west coast, Hermione and I both decided that it would be best just to live a normal life with normal jobs and getting away from the publicity of England and their magical world. I wanted nothing to do with Voldemort I fought him for 7 years Ron, 7 whole years I gave my life to save other people, it was time that I stopped and let the ministry handle it." Harry responded
"Harry you know that the ministry can barely handle him, every wizard was counting on you to be there, to stop him for the last time."
"Ron… I never told any one… but I did stop him for the last time." Harry said what seemed in a regretful tone of voice. Something shifted there minds off the conversation and to the kitchen as they start to smell sensations. Bacon, eggs, pancakes, and sausages filled the house with fresh aromas making both Harry and Ron drool waiting for the food.
"Ron may I asked why did you leave?" Harry asked as Ron shutter a bit before responding. "Because of you guys, you guys were like family through the school years, and I couldn't feel like letting you guys just up and leave. Plus what life did I have there after… "
Harry interrupted "I know Ron."
"COME AND EAT!" Hermione shouted as she sat at the table looking at the food.
Harry and Ron walked over and took their seats, Harry to the right of Hermione as Ron being across from the both of them. They all smiled at each other before going and digging into there food, eating the sweet savoring tasteful delights of breakfast.
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60 years in the Past….
"Maverick to Red Snake." One of the ten American torpedo bombers said over the radio.
"Maverick this is Red Snake" the head torpedo bomber replied.
"Good luck Sir..." Maverick replied with a chuckle before descending to level himself with the Japanese Carrier. The torrent waters swirled below the bluish-steel gray torpedo bomber as the left the rocking carrier to deal with the sea's awesome power. On the radio the admiral of the navy group started to make an announcement to all of the fighters that just left to battle.
"Godspeed, All of you, are the first to engage the enemy in combat, for here you hold our freedom, our dreams, the American Country in your hands. My god guild you home if you do not make it back to us." The Admiral announced as the fighters left the view of the carrier making there way towards the Japanese navy fleet.
On the Japanese Carriers…
"Captain, American Torpedo Bombers on the way… estimate 30 minutes." The Japanese first mate asked the captain.
"Is the artifact safe from prying hands?" The captain responded.
"Yes sir, locked in a trunk inside a bomber being escorted by four zero's. The bomber is on it's way to the homeland." The First mate said.
"Good… May they never know what horror we could unleash upon this earth." The captain responded in almost silent whisper knowing that his time was coming to and end.
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"Good God man..." Harry looked at Ron's new 2002 Silver Thunder-Bird.
"I know… it cost me an arm and a leg but I got it… amazingly this muggle contraptions are fun to ride around in… Or course they don't fly or have special compartments that expand the car but hey it still fun to drive around in." Ron explained looking at the red stain in the front bumper.
Harry smiled as he recalled there second year in Hogwarts where both Ron and Him had to take his dad's flying car to Hogwarts.
"What happen there?" Harry pointed to the red stain.
"I hit something." Ron chuckled and took out his wand and mutter a simple cleaning spell as the red slowly slid off like water and dropped onto the ground solidifying as soon as it touched the cold concrete.
"Now is this with your own money?" Harry asked chuckling a little.
"Yes I bought this with my own money… not dad's funds." Ron smiled and looked proud of buying something on his own for a change.
Hermione walked out and saw the two guys looking at the car, she slowly moved unknowingly to Harry and wrapped her hands around his waist coming dangerously close to his groin. Harry just smiled and pulled her to the front before kissing her on the lips again. Harry and Hermione both locked lips for minutes on end as Ron could just stand there and watch sighing a little.
"Love... You see what Ron has actually bought with his own money… and not from Daddy's money." Harry chuckled and slowly pulling away from Hermione while remembering the day that Ron's father became the minister of magic.
"Ron… Working?" Hermione questioned with a laugh.
"I work.." Ron grinned back trying to hold his laughter inside his body. Hermione gave Ron a odd expression thinking about Ron actually working. "Yes Hermione I do work… I have a nice little waiter job at the Marriott Hotel at the Sea-Port." Ron explained.
"Oh… we have to go eat there some day Harry..." Hermione exclaimed smiling as she hugged Harry and pulled him closer in.
"I came by to see what you guys wanted to do today? I mean is has been a long time since the three of us ever did something." Ron sounded like he needed a good day out. Both Harry and Hermione looked at each other and communicated almost telepathically as they knew what each other was thinking.
"Sure Ron, let us gets some stuff packed and we can head out… um… the mountains?" Harry asked as Hermione's eyes lit up, ever since Harry's proposal to her in the snow, she fell in love with the snow, since he proposed during a winter wonderland out in England.
"Sounds like a plan… I guess I'll go run out and gets some stuff for us…" Ron looked around trying to think what he needs to say next. "I'll meet you two at… Never mind I'll just come back here." Ron finished.
"Sounds good Ron, see you in ten to twenty minutes." Harry replied as he walked inside with Hermione while Ron walked to his thunder-bird and sped off towards the store.
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An age old wizard stood at his window sill looking down upon a glossy green grass that lay in perfection on the ground. His baby blue eyes twinkled as the sun started to set down upon the gigantic castle. Stars and moons displayed themselves on the aged wizard as he slowly turned and walked back to his chair that sat right next to the lonely phoenix which had started molting again. The wizard turned his head to the phoenix and just watch his bird go through a process that stood the test of time, through centuries he's been with his companion, through times which almost seemed unbearable for his old heart to handle his had bird pulled him out of it. Now it was just him and his bird, no student sat there watching him, no teacher could bother him, it was just him.
"Fawkes, do you feel it to…" The bird just nodded and had a small tear that started to drip from its right eye. Dumbledore gave a small smile to his companion and moved his hand under Fawkes's eye to catch the falling tear. The crystal shaped tear fall into the soft palms of Dumbledore's hands spreading like wildfire through out the canyon lines throughout his palm. "I'm afraid that time is running short Fawkes, and the shorter the time is there will be no time to prepare. I've asked the ministry to give me leave from my duties as head master so I can follow this path and make sure that I'm right and will do the right things to help guild our lost people. I pray that if I'm wrong… then I will fade into nothing so no one can know what I had done." Fawkes tilted his head slight in agreement with Dumbledore before starting to shimmer into a bright red and orange flame. "An so the re-birth of the phoenix begins, along will the times of earth."
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