Harry Potter: Knight In Shining Amour
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Chapter One : A Mile
Long Letter
"Harry?"
"Harry Potter must join us!"
"But he's still a mere Child!"
"True but he's powerful, Probably the only one powerful enough to match Marvelo"
"I too agree, we are not going to get any where without him"
"Have you gone mad? Get him to be one of us? How will we explain? Dumbledore must have probably put everything he has to protect him"
"But we got to try, wouldn't you?"
"Yes, we can but why? Don't you believe I can handle Marvelo?"
There was a sudden explosion and the door to the dark, untidy room where this secret conversation was being taking place burst open. There stood where the door use to be a man who was so tall that half of his head was hidden above the doorway. Several gasps went through the room as the man bent down and entered.
The man was tall as a fully-grown apple tree and had such broad shoulders that the only thing that they could be compared to was the width of a giant transportation truck.
The man seemed as if he hadn't shaved for quite a time and wore normal muggle clothing. A striped red and white long sleeve shirt which was dirty as ever and a pair of trousers which were so dirty that there original color couldn't be identified and were torn away from knee length in both legs.
He took several deep breaths and stared at the seven-cloaked wizards who were staring back at the giant man both frightened and surprised. There was a minute of silent but the giant man cleared his voice. The sound made trying to clear his throat alone was enough to violently vibrate the room along with the whole hut. Another round of gasps went around the table where the seven-cloaked wizards were seated.
Noticing that none of the seven cloaked wizards were ready to talk as they were severe stunned by his appearance he broke the silence. "I tell you, you are not getting anywhere without with the Potter Boy" said the giant man with the deepest and most fearful voice ever imaginable.
"I've seen both sides of it," he continued as the seven-cloaked wizards listen dumbfound.
"Voldemort's recruiting so fast that the ministry will soon be out numbered, Dumbledore sending missions all over the world to organize his own group. He's not messing around but without the ministry backing him, he won't manage to hold him out for much longer. He can only manage it for another three more months, give or take a week or two".
The seven cloaked dropped down their jaws in fright.
"By the time the ministry starts acting it'll be too late, and that I fear. I was on my way here to ask you'll to aid Dumbledore but then I saw that you were planning your own rebellion. The light cannot be divided at a time like this; it's these divisions that give the dark the upper hand. You must work with Dumbledore. And make him realize that we need the Potter Boy"
"No matter who joins us, we will never succeed without him"
One of the cloaked wizards built up enough courage to stand up, but once he did he didn't have any left to speak to this giant man who suddenly burst into their privet conversation and was ordering them around.
The giant man seemed almost had read and answered his unasked question. "I wasn't killed by Voldemort. I was just trapped between life and death. That Potter Boy some how managed to get me out of there. I do not know how. He did it fourteen years ago but unfortunately I landed somewhere in the Continenta Antatia. It took me fourteen years to travel here from that miserable place without the aid of magic. But I'm ever grateful for that Potter Boy for doing it."
"That day I saw the extent of his powers"
"But How? How can it be? Is it you Grynwrath?" said another one of the cloaked wizards. They had all now recovered from the initial shock and had gotten up and was approaching the giant man.
"Yes it's me, Grynwrath Oslom," he replied with a slight grin seeing that seven wizards had recovered from the shock.
They all hugged him tightly for a while before offering him a seat in their table where they were discussing. Grynwrath accepted it and sat down to explain to them what was in his mind.
*~ * ~ *
At this very time several thousand miles away a young wizard name Harold James Potter was being bored to death, lying in his bed staring in to the horizon waiting for a reply for an owl he sent earlier in the day to his friend Ronald Weasley. It had been two weeks since the summer holidays had begun, and the Dursley's had gone on vacation. This was the first time the Dursley's had gone on vacation after they found out Harry was a wizard and Aunt Petunia had been very reluctant to leaving Harry all alone in the house. Not because she was caring for him, but because she cared for her house. But in the end Uncle Vernon had convinced her that if they looked the doors leading out of the house, Harry wouldn't be getting him self to any mischief.
But something he never knew possible was starting to happen. He had been thrilled to find out that he'll have four weeks of Dursley free peace and tranquility. But after one week had passed without interacting, which included even being chased around the back yard out screamed at, he was feeling lonely and was missing the Dursley's company in its very own way. The Dursley's had ordered food for him to be delivered once every day from a Chinese food parlour down private drive, but the delivery boy never stopped to talk with him, but gave him a broad smile every time he saw him. Other than that he didn't have anyone for his company except Hegwig and the occasional insect that came out to steal whatever food remained in the house.
He was getting more and more desperate for human company. He had written to Ron and several dozen letters each but they Hegwig always kept coming back empty handed. It seemed they were receiving the letters buy had no mode to reply. A very terrifying thought came over him, what if Voldemort's keeping them captive. But then again Hegwig wasn't harmed in anyway after returning, and knowing for sure that Voldemort will destroy anything connected to Harry, they couldn't be captives of him.
But he did have a feeling that everyone except him was very busy, involved in something. But then again what about Hermione? She isn't in the Magical world during the holidays? If she too is involved in what ever it is, it must be big. Neither Sirus nor Lupin seemed to reply to him either.
He had been staring into the horizon for several hours when he saw a moving in the distance against the setting sun. It was surly Hegwig. Harry jumped to his feet hoping someone had replied to his letters. Hegwig as if seeing how excited Harry was seemed to fly faster to get to him quicker. She finally swooped in to his room at such speed that Harry had to dive for his life and to make sure he didn't get called Headless Harry like his friend ghost back in Hogwarts, nearly headless Nick.
It took some time for Hegwig to slow herself down, going in circle in his tiny room. But somehow Harry had the feeling that she was desperately trying to slow her self down and let Harry read the letter. She had also tried to cheer Harry up over the past few days but having an owl, as your company wasn't comparable to having a human. But Hegwig seemed to be doing everything in her power to do her best.
Harry Quickly rushed towards her and checked her leg. There was a roll of parchment tied to it, and by the look of it, it seemed several feet long. Who might want to write to him so badly? He thought as he untied the piece of parchment. After untying it he quickly unrolled it on top of his bead. It was nearly as long as his bed. At the same time Hegwig too swooped on to his shoulder and stared at the piece of parchment as if she too was curious who would write such a long letter to Harry. Harry realizing this and the fact that the Dursley's weren't home, he decided to read it aloud so that Hegwig who he knew couldn't obviously read could understand. He always thought that Hegwig could understand spoken English she obeyed his spoken commands very accurately.
"Dear Harry,
You must be wondering why we didn't reply to you for such
long time. Every one in the Wizarding in chaos now that You-Know-Who had come
to power. He's killing at and daily basis and the Ministry is helpless in
stopping them. Dad says that it's as if You-Know-Who has his own army now. Some
of his followers but not Death Eaters are trying to kill us. They tried once,
but luckily some of Dad's co-workers were there and we managed to repel them,
but barely. Then Dumbledore offered us to stay at Hogsmade so we had easy
access to him for protection. We had to move that was why it we couldn't reply.
That and because Dumbledore asked us to stay quite for a while. He came to us
trying to find you so you better watch out. I think you being there alone, even
though it must be heaven for you without those stupid muggles. But still it's
not the time to be alone for four weeks. But don't do any stupid things; just
contact Dumbledore as soon as possible if you haven't already. He'll know what
to do.
-Ron.
The next letter was several inches below; he recognized Hermione's handwriting. How can both of theirs handwriting be together, was she there when Voldemort came and was now living with them in Hogsmade?
Dear Harry,
I got all your letters, but couldn't reply for several
reasons. I won't go to detail because Ron obviously has done it in detail.
Basically Dumbledore informed me about the attack on the Weasley's and said
that I should go live with them till term starts since I was a very much likely
target. So I too had to move in a hurry and 'course Dumbledore forbid us from
writing or even stepping out of the cottage for a while. I hope you are well
and will forgive me for not writing. And, Happy B'day in advance if something
forbids me from replying to you. And do contact Dumbledore as soon as possible
if you haven't already. It's not suitable for anyone, especially you, to live
alone in a time like this. I can't go to detail because Dumbledore asked me not
to, to keep you from Panicking, but things are getting worse by the day. Take
Care.
-Hermione.
The was another letter included.
Dear Harry,
My self and Lupin have been involved in very important
missions of Dumbledore. So we've not had any time to reply. I am concerned
about you staying there alone. Times have dramatically changed since
Voldemort's return. You must contact Dumbledore immediately and inform him
about your condition. I have arrived back to Hogwarts not long ago, and will
inform Dumbledore as soon as I meet him. But he's obviously out on a mission
himself. So the only way I can communicate with him my self is the same way you
can, via owl. So I suggest you contact him immediately since you are better of
writing him your self. And please, take care.
-Sirus.
It had been the longest letter he had gotten in his life. Three letters in one. They must have been together when they wrote it. He suddenly had the feeling he was missing all his friends and all the people he knew back in the Wizarding world. It was the place that he both dread and called home. A place where he was being hunted down to be killed and was the only place he fit in.
With that he slowly lied down in his bed with mixed emotions. He didn't realize him self-drifting asleep.