Harry Potter & the Magic of Nature's Gift

Summary-

I caught this idea in Biology when we were studying plants. I had to quickly jot it down in between taking notes before I was caught by Mr. Holmes. I hope you guys like it.

An Odd Dementor's Kiss

"This is so awesome," Ron said, "This is the best Halloween Feast I have ever had," he added. Ginny laid her head against Harry's shoulder, smiling. Then suddenly there was a big bang coming from out in the Entrance Hall and Dumbledore stood up, staring at the doors. Then Sirius ran in and ran up to the Headmaster. He whispered something to Dumbledore and then the doors came smashing down. Death Eaters came running in and the students scattered out of the way.

"Students go to your dormitories immediately!" Dumbledore yelled over the noise. Most students fled out of the Great Hall. Dumbledore noticed Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were fighting Death Eaters; trying to escape the Great Hall. Then all four went back to back as the Death Eaters stopped fighting and closed in around them. Then the last thing Dumbledore saw was Harry falling to his knees with his hands over his scar on his forehead. Dumbledore ran towards them with Sirius but they could not get past the ring of Death Eaters. "You're foolish Harry," said a cold voice from inside the circle, "Just like your parents. Brave but foolish," it added. The Order recognised it as Voldemort's voice and they started to become worried. Sirius ran at the wall of Death Eaters but they only shot him backwards. Remus ran to help Sirius up. Then there were screams of pain echoing through the Great Hall. Voldemort must be torturing Ginny or Hermione. Dumbledore thought. Then there was silence and a blinding white light. The Death Eaters all fell to the floor dead and in the middle were Voldemort and Harry, lying on the floor. A ball of white light was on the floor in between them. Ginny, Hermione and Ron were standing around Harry. Dumbledore walked quickly towards Harry while Ginny, Ron and Hermione stood aside. Ginny was very shaken.

"Harry sucked that thing out of his mouth," Ron said, pointing at the ball of white light on the floor. Remus and Sirius hurried towards Harry while Tonks took the other three to the Hospital Wing. Remus and Sirius looked at each other; both of their faces said: He looks like James when he's asleep. Harry was having trouble breathing but his heart rate and pulse were normal. Harry opened his eyes slowly and he started to moan in pain.

"Sirius," he moaned.

"You're alright Harry" Dumbledore said.

"No he isn't" Sirius said, pulling the right side of Harry's robes away. He pulled Harry's shirt up to find a big gash there. Harry blinked and then his eyes closed slowly as his scar started to bleed heavily. Dumbledore conjured a stretcher and levitated Harry onto it. Harry groaned in pain from the sudden change of location and position. They walked up to the Hospital Wing where they were greeted by a scared and terrified Madame Pomfrey. When she saw Harry she gasped. "Place him here," she said, walking over to a vacant bed and she started checking Harry immediately after he was rested softly onto the bed.

"Is he alright?" Remus asked.

"He has used all his magic and his scar is bleeding heavily, I've had to put him on a drip because of how much blood he's losing and the cut in his side is being healed by potions but his organs are starting to close down," Madame Pomfrey answered, "What ever you have put this boy through Dumbledore it's killing him," she added. Sirius held the bag up.

"Do you think you can find out what this is?" Sirius asked.

"Of course," Madame Pomfrey said, taking the bag. Sirius walked through the curtains to find Harry asleep. Remus followed Sirius in and they sat down in the two chairs and looked at Harry. It brang back memories of when they used to wait for James to wake up after a potions accident or a prank that had gone wrong or after a full moon. Sirius felt Harry's forehead and realised he had a high temperature. "When do you think he'll wake up?" Sirius asked, looking up at Remus with a grin.

"No Sirius! I know we used to do it when James was unconscious but betting on something as serious as this!" Remus said.

"Come on Moony!" Sirius whined, pouting, "We haven't betted on anything like this for ages. It was fun! Remember!" Sirius added. There was groan from the bed and Harry stirred. Sirius suddenly had a flash back of when James was Harry's age and he had been unconscious after being hit in the head by a bludger after a Quittich game. "Sirius?" Harry groaned painfully as he opened his eyes slowly. Sirius looked up at Remus, who nodded.

"Yes Harry," Sirius said. Harry smiled and Sirius realised instead of green eyes twinkling at him; hazel twinkled up at him. "You know I thought you were Harry not James," he added and Harry laughed weakly. His laugh reminded Remus and Sirius both of James because it sounded almost identical. "Harry," Dumbledore had come through the curtains and was smiling at Harry.

"Professor," Harry said.

"Madam Pomfrey has given you permission to come to my office once you woke up," Dumbledore said. Harry waved his hand and he was dressed in black robes. Harry followed Dumbledore with the drip needle still in his hand. Harry waved his hand over the hand with the drip needle and his hand was wrapped up in bandages. "Your wandless magic is improving Harry and I'm proud of you," Dumbledore said as they reached the gargoyle that guarded his office. "Puking Pastils," he added and the gargoyle jumped aside to reveal a spiralling staircase.

"You said that my father studied wandless magic," Harry said.

"Yes he was a master at it and that's why I think you have that power and ability," Dumbledore said, stepping onto the first step and he started up the stairs. Harry followed him. They entered the office and Dumbledore sat down behind his desk, he gestured for Harry to do the same. Harry sat down in one of the chairs. "Harry I need you to tell me what you did," Dumbledore said.

"I, myself, don't know how I sucked his remaining piece of soul out through his mouth. Like a Dementor's kiss," Harry said.

"You mean this-," Dumbledore said, holding up a bag with a ball of white light inside it, "-is Voldemort's remaining soul piece," he added.

"Yes," Harry said, "Professor before I woke up I had a dream," he added.

"Explain this dream," Dumbledore said, observing Harry over his half-moon spectacles.

"There was a snake's head and a lion's head facing each other and then the lion ripped the snake's head up and then there was a voice saying something about the lion destroying the snake and getting an award for it," Harry said, "What does it mean?" he asked.

"It means you will get an award for destroying Voldemort and that award will be your greatest hearts desire," Dumbledore said.

"But my hearts desire is something impossible," Harry said.

"I'm sure what ever it is it will be granted," Dumbledore said.

"But you said that it's impossible," Harry said.

"What is the desire?" Dumbledore asked.

"That everyone who I cared for who was killed by Voldemort or Death Eaters would come back," Harry said, "That includes my parents, if you don't realise," he added.

"Yes well! We'll keep an eye out but now I think you should go back to the Hospital Wing," Dumbledore said.

"Yes sir," Harry said, nodding his head. He stood up and left the office.

A/N: I feel sympathetic towards my readers right now so I decided to start posting this story because its the closest to being finished. Sorry if it might sound like another good story that I read after I started writing this story but dseriously I did not have a clue at the time.

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