Chapter Fourteen:
Reunited-
'Chaos End'
Spoken: The lifting of the darkness,
The
freeing of Moroth,
To roam free over Savageland,
And the
crowning of the new king Braveheart. Sung: At last the day has
come, now we are free We think of those we left
behind We shout, we scream,
we laugh - Across the sky the sun begins her
climb We think of those we left behind The Duke is dead, his hatred and his greed We
think of those we left behind
The last battles fought so now we take our
leave
The bells ring out across the land so loud
For on this
day a new king has been crowned
We know a new day has arrived
Savageland is free
New day, new start, new life
-
Savageland is free
Eyes open wide we see the darkness die
And in the heavens
a blinding shaft of light
It kisses Moroth in his freedom
flight
We know a new day
has arrived
Is
in the past, a brave new world indeed
And in our dreams this day
it had to come
With hands on heart a new life has begun
We know a new day has arrived
By X-Wild
Albus Dumbledore, James Potter, Lily Potter, Sirius Black, Fleur Delacour, and Nymphadora Tonks were all waiting outside of Number Twelve, Grimmald Place, for Cedric Diggory. "'Urry up Cedric!" Fleur said impatiently, tapping her foot and looking at her watch.
"He'll be here, don't worry," Dumbledore said calmly.
"Well, I hope that time is soon," Lily said, "I want to see my little baby."
"He's not a baby anymore Lils," James said, putting around her shoulder.
"I know, but he'll always be mine!" Lily said, sounding slightly angry.
"Honestly, I don't know how the two of you got married," Sirius said, "I mean, the way you two always fight, it's amazing that you can stand each other."
Dumbledore said, with an appreciative smile, "Well, that's the way Lily and James always were, and always will be. I just hope Harry has a good set of ear plugs."
"Amazing that they are so much like Ron and Hermione," Tonks said, "Always arguing. I'll bet those two marry, just like Lily and James."
"Er-we're right here, you know," James said.
Cedric came running down the street, stopping at them, all out of breath. "Sorry. I'm. Late," He panted, "It's farther than I thought."
"Well, are we all ready to go?" Dumbledore asked.
"Of course!" Lily exclaimed, and the people around her nodded.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Then let's all go in!"
They all walked up the front steps and Sirius opened the door to his former house.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Mark were all sitting at the kitchen table, eating the food Mrs. Weasley was graciously serving them. Mr. Weasley was already at work. Bill, Fred, and George all entered, yawning widely.
"Mornin' Sirius," Fred said, as he did every morning. There was no answer.
"Sirius?" George asked, sounding worried. The twins glanced at the place Sirius' portrait occupied, which was on top of the fireplace.
In unison, they exclaimed, "He's gone! Everything! Even the frame!"
Everyone had been oblivious to Fred and George's attempts to speak to Sirius, but once they exclaimed that everything had gone missing, everyone looked up to where they were pointing.
"Where did he go?" Harry cried, trying hard not to show his devastation. When he had seen the picture, he was jubilant. It was almost as if having his godfather back.
"I don't know Harry," Hermione said concernedly, "I mean, really, who would steal a portrait of a dead, escaped convict.
Mrs. Weasley just entered carrying yet another stack of pancakes. When she saw the look on everyone's faces, she politely asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sirius is gone, Mom!" Ginny cried.
Mrs. Weasley looked pensive for a minute, then muttered, "Impossible. Absolutely impossible. There is no way. Plus, if a dozen Order members were mistaken, and ancient magic was hoodwinked, it still wouldn't have showed up."
"What are you talking about Mom?" Bill asked.
"Well, most pureblood families placed a charm on their bloodlines, so that whenever a member died, a portrait of them would appear in the family house," Mrs. Weasley said, still looking thoughtful.
"Do we have one of those?" Ron interrupted.
"Yes, we do, Ron, and don't interrupt," Mrs. Weasley scolded, "Anyway, the portrait showed up when Sirius died. Now that it's disappeared, technically, it would mean Sirius is…alive."
The rest just goggled at her. Then, Mark spoke up, "But, Mrs. Weasley, you can't just come back from the dead, can you?"
"No. I just don't have any idea of how someone got in. Most of the wards are still up, just the unplottable one, and the one that hides us from the muggles are the fullest and the ones that they would have to get past. I'll have to ask Arthur about it." Mrs. Weasley said, then summoned three extra plates.
Fred, George, and Bill sat down and began to eat the pancakes Mrs. Weasley piled on their plates, still processing her words
"So, what should I do?" Sirius said to his companions in the front hall, "Call from out here and make them think that they are insane; or go in and scare them to pieces?"
"Scare them," James said eagerly.
Lily cried, "James! That's just rude!"
"But Lily!" James and Sirius whined.
"Let's go in, but take it easy," Dumbledore said chuckling.
Sirius quietly entered the kitchen, and said, "Hello you all, how are you doing?"
Everyone looked at him, staring in disbelief. Then Harry yelled, "I don't know who you are, but this is not funny at all!"
He then ran out of the kitchen up to his room, with Mark on his heels. Lily and James saw them run past, and silently followed.
Harry was sitting on the bed, crying; Mark beside him. "It's okay Harry. Just tell me what happened."
Harry took a deep breath, stopped his tears and said, "Well, that man looked exactly like my godfather, Sirius Black, who died five years ago. I had only known him for two years, and he was the first person who was a parental figure for me. when he died, it hit me hard, and I guess I still haven't gotten over it."
The door creaked open. "Harry?" Lily asked quietly.
Harry looked up and ran into the closet, slamming the door shut. Mark, on the other hand, looked at them. "Mom? Dad?" He whispered.
"Mark?" James asked. Mark nodded. "How did you get here? With Harry?"
"Well, it's kinda a long story-" Mark said.
"Then you can explain it later, when we explain ours," James said, "But, don't worry Mark, it's really us. How can we get Harry to come out?"
"There's only one person we can talk to now," Mark said, then yelled down the stairs, "Ginny! We need your help!"
Ginny walked up the stairs, saying, "What happened? Did his parents come back from the dead, like Sirius, Tonks, Fleur, Cedric, and Dumbledore?" She gave a small laugh.
Mark poked his head out of the room and said weakly, "Yeah. That's exactly what happened."
Ginny stopped mid-step.
"Do you remember the prophecy that came; the one you hadn't heard before," Dumbledore said with the usual twinkle in his eye. Without waiting for a response, he continued, "Once we were dead, Voldemort took our souls from us and put them in his own body, replacing them from the parts he used as his Horcruxes."
"So, the prophecy came true," Hermione said, "Because you were all part of Voldemort."
"Then, it was your souls that came out during the final battle," Ron said, quizzically.
"Yeah, it was Ron," Tonks said, stretching her arms and constantly changing her appearance, "If I've said it once, I've said it a million times, it's great-"
"-To be back," Everyone finished.
Harry and Ginny were walking down the stairs, Mark, Lily, and James were a few steps behind them, conversing quietly
"Well, we got it all sorted out," Ginny said happily, sitting down next to Ron. Harry sat beside her, Mark on his other side, then Lily and James. Harry kept shooting nervous glances at his parents and Sirius, as he listened to their story. At the end of it, Harry sat in silence, staring at the table. Everyone had silently filed out, only leaving him with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, the ones who knew him best.
"Harry? Harry, are you okay?" Hermione said kindly.
She got a grunt in reply.
"Will you talk to us mate?" Ron asked.
He grunted again.
Ginny took her turn, "Harry, we know what you're going through-" This turned the volume for his voice box on.
A little too high.
"You have absolutely no idea what I'm going through!" Harry yelled. Ron tried to slide out of the room unnoticed. He was. "Where do you think you're going, Ronald? Of course, just hide from Harry! When he's mad, just leave, and come back once he's better! Fine, just leave! Go! All of you!" None of them moved, so Harry stormed out of the kitchen, past all of the people waiting in the front hall, listening to him shriek. They all just stared at him, as none of him had seen him this mad, except for Dumbledore at the end of his fifth year. He locked himself in his room.
"What was that?" Lily asked, taking a seat at the kitchen table.
"I'm not sure, I've never seen him this angry," Ginny said, sounding surprised.
"I have," Dumbledore said.
"When?" Hermione asked.
"Wasn't if after our fifth year-after Sirius died?" Ron asked. Dumbledore nodded. "Ah, that wasn't good. Phinneas Nigellus was telling me about it."
"You talk to him?" Sirius asked incredulously.
"Yeah, he's taken quite a liking to me. Me being kin to Slytherin, and all," Ron said, sounding slightly smug, "He told me all about it. From what I understand, it was quite a mess. He totally demolished your office."
Hermione, Lily, and Mrs. Weasley looked scandalized.
Grinning, James said, "What are we going to do about Harry?"
"I think Mark should go," Hermione said, "Harry said something about none of us understanding, and Mark would."
"I think that we should all go to bed," Mrs. Weasley suggested, "Maybe Harry will have calmed down. Also, I think that you all have had a very long time lately."
"Thanks Molly," Dumbledore said.
"Yeah, thanks Mrs. Weasley," James said.
"Oh James dear! You can call me Molly! I've known you since you were in diapers," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Okay Molly," James muttered, flushing.
"Now, all of you, head up to bed and get some sleep," Mrs. Weasley said, and pushed them all off to bed.
Harry had only opened up to Mark, who relayed the message to the rest of them, "Harry wants Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to tell you all what happened when they were gone, so he they can all understand what he's going through," Mark said wearily.
"Were those his exact words?" Hermione asked skeptically.
"No, he just said for me to tell you guys to tell them everything, so they can figure out that this time is hard for him and he wants everyone, even me, to leave him alone," Mark said, "And he's still in a bad mood, so I'd just leave him alone if I were you."
"Okay, if you say so, but he has to come out soon, he'll starve in there!" Ginny said.
"I'll go talk to him tomorrow." Mark went up to his room, shaking his head.
Ron got James, Lily, Sirius, and Dumbledore and took them to the sitting room. "So, Mark says that Harry says that he wants you guys to say what has happened to him, because he's to mad to say himself?" James asked.
Lily rolled her eyes and said, "Just ignore him. The only one who can understand him is Sirius, but he just makes it even more complicated. So, what has happened to Harry?"
Ron, Hermione, and Ginny gave each other a significant look, and Hermione said, "You should sit down, it'll take quite a while."
It took them over an hour to tell them Harry's life story, Dumbledore adding in parts that the other three didn't know about. They had also gotten Cedric to come in and tell them what happened in the maze and the graveyard. Lily had cried many times, while James hugged her. He too looked shocked. Sirius just looked mad.
"I guess that we should talk to Harry," Lily said once they finished. James looked terrified. "Oh grow up James. Now that we know what happened, we can be able to talk to him more easily."
"Good luck," Ron said, "For as long as I've known Harry, he hasn't opened up about his feelings. He also doesn't like those kind of chats. I remember when Hermione was trying to explain what he did wrong on a date, and he totally closed up, and looked at her like she was a zombie."
"It's not like you understood it any better. You said that she should write a book about it. But then you asked me to translate it into a language that boys can actually understand," Ginny said.
"Who was this girl?" James asked.
"Cho Chang," Hermione said, "But, it wasn't all his fault. She cried almost all that year, and only went on the date with Harry to talk about Cedric."
"Me? Yeah right," Cedric said.
"No, it was about you," Hermione said, "She probably cried in every room twice that year. Because you died. She asked Harry out to Hogsmeade and wanted to talk all about you. Then, when Harry said that he had talked to Ron and I about it, she got all jealous, and walked out on him."
"What a cold hearted-" James said.
"Watch what you say," Lily said.
"I won't say it, but James is right. I don't know what I saw in her."
"A beautiful Asian girl, with hypnotizing eyes," Ron supplied, "That's what Harry said."
"Sure."
"Let's go James. I'm tired of waiting," Lily said, pulling him up.
James complained, "But Lily, he's terrifying. I'm-I'm-er-scared."
Sirius burst out laughing. "The great James Potter is scared of his own son! I have to tell Moony!"
He went to the kitchen to contact his friend, while Lily pulled James up.
Little did they know, Harry was standing just outside the door, listening to them. After hearing Lily's attempts, he stepped inside the room unnoticed.
James was the first one to notice him. His face fell, and he gulped, "Hello Harry."
Everyone's heads whipped around to look at Harry. "Could I have a word with my parents?"
Everyone except James and Lily left. They couldn't hear what was going on inside, and didn't want to risk using Extendable Ears. In defeat, they went into the kitchen and laughed as Sirius told Remus all about James' fear.
The four united Potters joined them, all smiling. Obviously, Harry had apologized, and they made up. "James, what are you going to do?" Remus asked.
"Nothing," James answered innocently.
"Yeah right. Don't forget that it was me who taught you how to use that voice. Now, what are you doing. I can see the glint in your eyes."
"We are going to take Mark and introduce him to his relatives. I really think they should all get aquanted," Lily said sweetly, "We won't be here for dinner though. We'll be there for a while."
They all went into the fireplace and flooed to 'Number Ten, Mongolia Creasent.'
"No, they haven't," Mrs. Weasley said.
"That's their only remaining relatives," Hermione said logically.
"I'm hurt," Sirius said, "James didn't invite us to go too Moony."
"I'm sure you aren't the only ones who want revenge," Ron said aggressively.
"Well, let's all go. It'll be fun," Ginny said, and the group apparated to Privet Drive, Dumbledore and Cedric excluded.