Chapter four: At The End Of The Day

The car arrived in the driveway of number four, Privet drive, and Harry immediately jumped out of the car and ran straight past his shocked aunt in the kitchen and ducking a punch Dudley decided to hand him in the upper hallway.

He went into his room and checked the time. He still had one hour before Mia would arrive. He threw his shopping bags out on the bed, and threw clothes aside, trying to decide what to wear. He finally settled on a black jean and a black polo neck. He wove his hand at the clothes, and they flew and hung themselves neatly in the closet. He grinned like a fool, feeling like he could do anything.

He placed the book that Merlin had given him on his desk, and for the first time noticed Bella sitting sitting on the desk, near Hedwig's cage. "Hi, Bella," he said, holding out a hand to stroke her head. Suddenly Hedwig screeched from her cage, and as Harry looked up, slightly surprised at her display, she gave him one of the most murderous glances he had ever seen. Harry walked to the cage, and stroked Hedwig on the cheek, as she made contended noises. "Listen girl, you don't have to be jealous over Bella. You were my friend from the first day I heard about magic, so you are still my best animal friend." He smiled at her, and she looked happily up at him.

Suddenly, he heard Bella saying in his head, "Harry, if you don't mind me saying, I think that Hedwig could become a Phoenix. She could be reborn as one." Harry was a little confused, so politely asked her out loud, "What do you mean, Bella?" She flew over to his shoulder and said, "Hedwig is a magical bird, Harry. She already has her own magic which she uses to locate people you send your mail to. You are a very powerful wizard. If it is your wish, your magic could transform her into a Phoenix. She has to agree, though. If she does not you will be breaking her free will."

Harry looked up at the Phoenix on his shoulder, and she just appeared to smile at him. She looked over at Hedwig, and asked her, "Hedwig, girl, would you like to become a Phoenix. I love you just the way that you currently are, but if you choose to be a Phoenix, then I will do that for you."

He had always known that Hedwig could understand him, but to see her bob her head "yes" was still a shock. He glanced nervously at Hedwig, then held out his hand, palm facing her. He willed his magic to make Hedwig a Phoenix. He didn't even know it was possible for him to change a bird's species, but it was happening right in front of his eyes.

A white light appeared to surround Hedwig in a cocoon. Harry felt his magic changing her entire genetic structure. It felt very odd doing something like this. It felt a little like disobeying the laws of nature, but he was assured by his magic that magic, in and of itself, broke several laws, so Harry left that train of thought alone.

At last the bubble of white light around Hedwig broke into sharp sparks and flew off into the night. There where once was a beautiful owl, was a snow white Phoenix. Harry's heart stopped for a moment as he saw her examine herself, waiting for a look of approval. She finally looked up at him with loving eyes, wordlessly thanking him for what he has done for her. She warbled a little Phoenix music and Bella said, "Harry, she said that she will still deliver your mail for you and she asks if she can stay by your side when you return to Hogwarts. She apparently does not want to return to the owlery." Harry nodded and mumbled, "Of course, Hedwig" and stroked her feathers.

Harry gathered his emotions up, put them away and said, "Listen girls, I would like it if you can stay here tonight and not go out. I need to show you guys to Mia. Is that alright?" They both warbled their approval and Harry smiled at them. "Thanks. Right, so you can do what you want for now. I've got to do a little research. Just don't bother aunt Petunia and uncle Vernon too much," Harry said suggestively. They gave each other mischievous looks and flew out the door. A few moments later Harry heard a shriek from downstairs, and smiled at himself.

Terrenus looked over the South African karoo. He had looked to the north when he felt the beat of magic from that direction. Another Phoenix has entered the world. He sighed, and wondered is he would make a new friend or a new foe.

He briefly wondered weather leaving his people was a good idea. They really were in need of his music now, but they would have to wait. Something much greater than themselves had just happened.

He closed his eyes, and the sounds of winds filled the air. They lifted him up in song, carrying him to Great Britain.

I really do hope that this new power is friendly. Why no one else has approached him yet, I will never know. Oh well, I have to do everything myself, as per usual.

He closed the door and cast a Locking Charm on it. He needed to find out just how this soul mate thing would work. Merlin had said that this book contained all the knowledge that was ever written and though Harry knew this particular situation was quite unique, he as sure he would find information on the subject.

He opened the book on his desk and flipped through the blank pages. He closed it again, and firmly told the book, "I need to know how the soul mate marriage works and how power is transferred."

The book glowed gold for a moment, and then looked ordinary again. Harry opened it on the first page, and saw that it was filled with text. He decided that he would just read the summary, and just as the thought crossed his mind, the book's pages raced to the end, flipping like they were caught in a wind. It stopped, suddenly, and Harry read was the page said.

For a soul mate to receive the shared magic from the dominating figure, a marriage consummation must take place. Therefore, it is advised for the couple to be legally married.

While it is possible to use the same process to transfer magic while the couple is not married, it is frowned upon in more conservative groups. If marriage consummation does not take place, it will take five years to transfer magic if the couple is legally married.

The reason the magical transferring ritual does not often happen, is because of two reasons: Firstly, both partners must be soul mates and the chances of finding a soul mate is very small. Secondly, and most problematic in recent times, each party must be a virgin. If this is not true, the ritual will not occur, and no magic will be transferred.

Harry swallowed. The thought of what he and Mia would have to do was making his palms (amoung other places) sweaty. They would have to have sex.

At the most inconvenient time, the doorbell rang and he heard his aunt screeching, "Hide them, Vernon!" Harry unlocked the door, and his Phoenixes came flying in. Bella and Hedwig went to sit on Hedwig's perch, staring innocently at him.

Harry briefly grinned at them, and went down the stairs. He was just in time to see his uncle open the door, and saw Mia and two people who were probably her parents, behind her.

"Good evening, Mr. Dursley," the man who was Mia's father said. He had black hair with graying spots. Beside him was his wife, who had brown eyes and brown hair and a friendly smile.

"Good evening, Mr. White. Do come in. Petunia is already preparing a spot of tea." His uncle sounded very polite, Harry had to admit.

"Thank you." The White family stepped into the house. Uncle Vernon closed the door, and glared at Harry, who was standing on the stairs. At that moment, Mia's father saw him, and jovially said, "Hello there, boy. Mia, why don't you run along and play with...what's your name?"

Harry raised his eyebrows, and said, "Harry."

"With Harry while your mother and I have a little chat with the Dursleys." Mia smiled, then, and came running over to the stairs. They were already ascending, when his uncle said very loudly, "I wouldn't advise that your daughter -"

"Nonsense. Run along now, dear." Her father waived them away.

They climbed up the stairs, and entered his room. Harry smiled at her as she looked around the room. Wait for it...wait for it...

Mia shrieked and brought her hands to her cheeks. Her eyes lit up when she saw his two Phoenixes. She ran over to them, and examined them. She said, with awe in her voice. "I have never seen birds like these before. They are so beautiful! What are they!"

Harry walked beside her, and smiled at the Phoenixes on their perch. "Their names are Hedwig and Bella." Mia, still staring at them, said, "What beautiful names..." She turned around to look at him, and said coyly, "Yet not what I asked."

Harry grinned and said, "They're Phoenixes."

She just stared at him, her facial expression turning more and more unreadable by the second. Harry, panicking, asked Bella through their connection if should would mind putting on a little show.

Just then, Bella and Hedwig both started burning beautifully. Mia turned back to stare at them. She didn't utter a sound. Harry decided he better close the door and sound proof the room, and waved his hand to make it so. Bella and Hedwig started singing, then. It was a beautiful song, a warbling duet. They both sounded like heaven shining through vocal chords.

Mia stared at them and opened her mouth. A sound like nothing Harry had ever heard came out. She sung with the birds, singing her belief, singing her understanding. Mia suddenly burst into flame as well, her voice feeling the flame. Becoming warmer and softer - licking Harry's ears with the sweet sound. She turned to him, and stopped singing. She stopped burning, and Hedwig and Bella stopped with her. They stood in silence, and Mia started crying.

She leaned against Harry, and he noticed that he was only slightly taller than her. Her head rested on his shoulder and Harry put his arms around her. Beneath her sobs, she said, "Why did show show me that, Harry. Why didn't I know?"

Harry stroked her hair, and said softly into her ear, "You didn't know because you were not magical, and you were not allowed to know. I showed you because my magic told me that you were my soul mate. You will become a witch if you choose to be. That means you will be able to do magic."

She looked up at him, and she dried her tears with the back of her hand. "What do you mean?" Harry and Mia started floating into the air, still standing upright, and Harry said, "You will be able to do this, and anything else you want with a mere thought."

She looked down to their feet, seeing that they were probably about fifty centimeters off the ground. She said softly, "I don't know how I knew it, but the moment I saw you I knew you were my soul mate. I knew we were meant to be together... Does that sound crazy?" Harry looked her straight in the eye as he said, "No. I felt exactly the same. I still do now. I want you to have this magic. I want to give you everything in the world and the world with it. I -"

Before he could say anything else, her mouth closed in over his. He felt all the thoughts he had slipping away, and all that mattered was them, floating in his room with his mouth over his. He slowly opened his mouth and her tongue slipped in. he felt her playing with his teeth, exploring every inch of his mouth as he did the same to her. Her mouth was...soft, if that was at all possible. It tasted sweet and beautiful.

They parted their mouths, and Harry saw that his magic had conjured sparks which were flying in every direction, lighting up the room radiantly. He took them back down to the floor and let her go. The sparks died out, and she looked at him with pure love in her eyes.

"How does this work?" she asked.

"You're gonna laugh if I tell you." he said sheepishly.

"Try me." She put her arms over his shoulders and looked into his eyes. Harry thought he could get lost in her blue eyes if he dared to look to long.

"We either have to be married for five years, or we could have sex. The latter will probably transfer the magic immediately."

She looked blankly at him, then grinned a very evil grin. "Well, I think it would be best for you to claim me as yours as soon as possible... You never know who might come running after me, trying to take me away," she said playfully.

Harry could only stare. "Are you serious? You are willing to have sex?"

"Don't get me wrong, Harry. I am still a virgin, and my virginity is a gift that I can only give to one man. I choose you because I feel in my heart of hearts that you are the one. I know it beyond any doubt. I would wait five years, I would fifty years, I would wait forever, never get my magic and I would not care. As long as you are in my life. This is probably the sort of thing a crazy woman would say. I have only known you for a few moments and yet..." She trailed off. Harry could see her struggling to find the words. He thought he could help her.

"I have a plan. I can do something for you, and for myself. This will allow you to see my soul, and allow me to see yours. The danger in this is that every part of you will be exposed to me as will every part of me be exposed to you. If you agree, I can do this for us."

His magic was already quivering with the thought of doing something cool again.

She hesitated for only a moment, before nodding. Harry closed his eyes, willing his magic to create the effect he wanted. He didn't know the spell, so he couldn't concentrate his magic through a set of words, but because he was so powerful, it was hardly needed.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Mia had turned into an essence made of light. He knew Mia could see the same of him. He delved into the light, and saw everything that made Mia the person that stood before him. He saw that she loved music and signing. He saw that she strived never to tell a lie, to always be as straight and honest as she could possibly be. He saw that she hid no secrets, no dark past and no hidden agenda. He took everything about her in, making sure to keep her essence with him to seep into him so he could process it. He felt her doing the same, and he ended the spell. He once again saw the beautiful Mia in front of him.

"Oh, Harry..." she said, looking with watery eyes at him. "It was so horrible! I can't believe Voldemort did that to you. That you were abused by these people for so long, that you had to pay a price for something you never did. Oh, Harry..."

Harry smiled grimly at her. "It's not as bad as it looks. I've gotten Merlin's magic -"

"Making you the most powerful wizard in the world..." she said, with awe in her voice.

"That was one effect of it, yes." He took her to the bed and they sat next to each other, staring ahead of them.

"So..." Harry said.

"So. Are you ready, Harry?" she said softly. The two Phoenixes looking at them with approval. "I think I am," he said. "I don't want to rush you, though."

"Oh, Harry! This is my decision. I want this. I want to make you happy. I want you to make me happy." She looked at him, kissed him on the lips and looked deeply into his eyes, into his soul.

"All right. I have an idea about how we can go about this. I can use my magic to make it appear to us as if time has stopped. I will put that spell on this room. It will give us time so that we don't have to rush our...well..." He paused.

"Continue, Harry." She prodded softly.

"When we are done, it would have been about one night for us, but only a few moments for the rest of the world. What do you think?" He asked hopefully.

She smiled at him, and said, "That is a wonderful idea, Harry."

"All right. I'll do it now then." He concentrated to seal the room off from the rest of the house. Everything in the room started moving at a much faster pace, making everything else seem to stop. When he came out of his daze, he saw Mia standing and looking out of the window at the rest of the world, standing completely still. He walked over to her and placed his hands around her waist, standing behind her.

He placed small kisses on her neck, and heard her gasp. He could smell the perfume she was wearing – a sweet, intoxicating bundle of roses. She turned around, and started kissing him. He immediately opened his mouth under hers and felt her hands slip up beneath his shirt. His tongue played inside her mouth and swallowed her scent and taste.

Her hands gripped the back of his shirt, and pulled it up. When they briefly parted their mouths for air, she slipped off his shirt while he held his arms up to allow it to happen. She immediately started kissing his collarbone – planting small kisses up against his throat and Adam's apple as he lifted his head in ecstasy.

He thought it rather unfair to her that he was the one with the shirt off, so started to correct that. He needed a faster way to rid her of her shirt, though, so his magic took care of it for him. Her shirt disappeared.

She wore no bra, so he could see her breasts very clearly. She stopped kissing him, and looked up to him, as if for approval. He smiled at her, and guided her to the bed. She lied down, and he climbed into position on top of her. He kissed and licked her from neck to breast. He quickly stuck out his tongue to nibble on her right nipple and she whimpered in pleasure. They were standing straight up. Harry thought distantly that they really weren't the only only things standing straight up.

Mia seemed to remember this, as she took it upon herself to take off her skirt. Her panties were now the only thing she was wearing. He magicked his trousers away and at the same time stopped her attempt to get to the top. He knew it was very important and a very big night for a girl to loose her virginity. He wanted to make sure she enjoyed it, that she didn't have to work at all.

He licked down her firm stomach to just above her panties. He slipped his fingers beneath it on either side and slowly pulled it down.

It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. It was warm, welcoming and wet. His cock jumped to attention and he slipped out of his boxers, his last item of clothing. He placed his tongue near her entrance and slowly licked. Her moan was music to his ears. He slipped his tongue inside, and she let out a small whimper.

He licked and dug until she made a loud scream of pleasure. He knew he had found the place he was looking for. He licked and prodded vigorously with his tongue for a whole minute, each few moments a whimper and moan of pure pleasure would escape her lips.

Suddenly, she screamed in agonizing ecstasy. Her body convulsing lick it was being electrically shocked. He looked up at her face when she was done, and smiled at her. He moved up again and kissed her on the mouth. His tongue briefly slid in, and he pulled away.

"Wow, Harry," she said in a raspy voice, "that felt...wow..."

She looked down and for the first time saw his cock, probably the first one she had ever seen. "Harry," she gulped, "I don't think it is going to fit..."

"It will...just tell me if I hurt you, and I'll stop," he said in his most gentle voice.

"Harry, just...don't do it slowly now. Please. If you do it slowly, it'll just hurt more."

Harry smiled, and gasped as he felt her take him in her hand guide him to her. When he made contact with her entrance, he slowly entered. The head was in, and she gasped. She nodded, and he did as she had said – he thrust forwards as far as he could, as fast as he could.

She bit her lip and closed her eyes, trying to cover her yelp. He looked down at her and saw her nod.

He started moving.

It was like nothing he had ever experienced. He knew it would feel good, but just how good he never knew. He rocked back and forth, moving faster and faster until...

He came, and he felt himself pouring into her. He felt two things: The utter overwhelming feeling of peace and wonder and the feeling of magic being sent into her along with his seed. He kept moving, slowing the pace steadily. His throat felt sore, and he knew he must have screamed in pleasure.

He pulled himself out of her when he was spent, and saw that Mia was glowing. She was now the most powerful witch in the world, second only to Harry himself.

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office and shook his head in dismay. What has Harry done?