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Author: Brightsidetolife

Thousands Of Reasons To Smile

Chapter Thirty-Six

I'll look for him later, I expect I'll find him upstairs crying his eyes out over my mother's old bloomers or something...Of course, he might have crawled up into the airing cupboard and died...But I mustn't get my hopes up...

- Sirius Black

As Harry rushed through the hallways, he received many glares form teachers for being out of class. Little did they know, however, that he had already been dismissed by Professor Flamel.

Earlier:

Harry woke up on Friday morning to find the dormitory blazing with winter sunlight. It was hard to wake up so early in the morning. But, somehow, Harry and the rest of his housemates made it up.

When Harry and Alphard were finished dressing, they were just waiting on Ignatius whom was taking his time in the bathroom. Of course they were visited by Avery and Nott whom were still upset with the pranks that Harry and his friends had pulled on them.

"All right, here's how this day is going to work," Avery said flexing his knuckles as he and Nott came face to face with Harry and Alphard, "you can beg for mercy on your belly, lick the bottom of my shoes, or take a beating."

"You must pick at least two," Nott cut in, "But... if you pick three, you get a pass for the next two weeks. That's your best value. There is no Malfoy or any of your flunkies to help you now."

Both Harry and Alphard looked at each other for a second before they both punched both Sltherins in the face (Harry punched Avery and Alphard punched Nott), knocking them out.

"Let's shave their eyebrows and glued them back on so that they look permanently surprised!" Alphard suggested.

"You ready?" Harry asked Ignatius once he came out the bathroom.

"Uh… yeah I suppose so." Ignatius replied back, looking at both Avery and Nott on the floor. Ignatius looked on curiously as Alphard was messing with their face.

"Good, I could use some bacon right now." Alphard replied, walking out the room, but not before stepping on Nott's stomach on his way out.

"So I've done the math in my head," Tom said coming up behind Harry as they headed towards the Slytherin table, "It turns out, every 17.4 breakfast, lunch, and dinners, we have at the Slytherin table, we actually have a pleasant meal together."

"That's wonderful news, nerd." Alphard said sitting down and making himself a plate. "Hey, what am I thinking?"

Tom glared at Alphard. "I'm smart, not psychic."

"You're doing that more and more." Charlus commented.

"Doing what?"

"That brain thing. Are you just going to keep getting smarter?"

"What are you talking about?" Tom asked as his right eyebrow roused.

"Well can you tone it down a little bit? Cause I can't keep up with all these butt-kicking."

"Charlus, what are you talking about?"

"Well, at least twice a day I have to jinx or hex some kid for calling you a freak. Honestly! It's exhausting."

"You beat up students because they call me a freak?"

"Not just me, Harry to. Well the last kid? He was a weirdo anyways. He was in no position to throw out names."

"Can you understand dogs?" Myrtle came and sat next to Harry at the Slytherin table along with Tom, Charlus, and Minerva. Of course Charlus and Dorea were arguing with each other, again.

"…no one understands. Even you and you're supposed to be my girlfriend and you don't even care."

"And yet you keep talking." Dorea replied back, smiling when Charlus scowled at her.

Tom rolled his eyes at Myrtle. "No."

Myrtle smiled. "I can understand dogs."

Alphard covered his face with both of his hands while the other Gryffindors at the Slytherin table were trying not to laugh.

"That's a good skill to have actually. How do you learn it?" Charlus asked Myrtle seriously.

"Charlus," Ignatius shook his head no, "just eat your breakfast."

Everybody made their way in to the Greenhouse Three.

"Now I assume everyone knows the basic pruning technique for Shrivelfig?" Professor Berry asked looking around the class expectantly once class started.

When Professor Berry saw that there were only a few people that nodded, he sighed.

"Who can tell me what is a Shrivelfig?"

Three Slytherins, including Harry and Ignatius raised there hands along with five Gryffindors including Tom.

"Mr. Thomas?"

"A Shrivelfig is a magical plant that originated in Abyssinia. When skinned, the liquid inside the plant, which is purple in color, it's used as an ingredient in the Shrinking Solution, just as the "shrivel" in the plant's name would seem to suggest, and the Elixir to Induce Euphoria."

"That is very descriptive Mr. Potter. Ten points to Gryffindor," Some of the Slytherins rolled their eyes, "Alright I want you all to separate into groups of three." Professor Berry instructed.

Alphard looked at Harry wondering if he knew how to prune them.

"Do you know how?" he whispered.

"Yeah." Harry nodded grinning and picking up the tools he needed.

"So the three of us, it is." Ignatius replied stretching.

"Okay, you have to be sure to only prune the dead leaves." Alphard said reading the contents of what the book said about the plant.

Harry got started on cutting the sticks and leaves out of the way, seeing that Harry knew what he was doing, Ignatius edged his stool closer to the plant to get a better look at it.

"Boys should grow up." Dorea said when she noticed how smugly Charlus was staring at Livius. Dorea was in her group with Lucretia next to Harry, Alphard, and Ignatius.

"Yeah, and dogs should stop licking themselves. It's not going to happen anytime soon." Lucretia said to Dorea.

With the Gryffindor's two tables down other side. "So because I'm smart, I'm the freak show?" Tom was ranting to Charlus as Conall was pruning the Shrivelfig.

"Maybe everybody is wondering why you're not in Ravenclaw." Charlus said shrugging his shoulders. Charlus was watching Dorea on the Slytherin side; she was partnered with Lucretia and some other Slytherin girl that he didn't know about. Charlus also looked on to Livius smugly, but Livius failed to notice Charlus staring at him.

"People are so weird in general anyways, who cares." Conall commented.

"Some are weird. Some are just astonishingly self-centered and deceitful." Tom commented back.

"Our classmate's life is so boring that they have to invent stuff to be upset about." Conall replied making Tom smiled a little bit.

"Look, Tom. Some people are born book-smart like you and Harry, more you though, I think Harry is a special circumstance," Charlus kept going before Conall could inquire about the 'special circumstance,' "Anyway, others are born crafty and street-smart. I, I'm afraid, am neither of these things. So just be happy with what you got." Charlus said folding his arms on the table.

"You're smart, Charlus, you're just more… what the word I'm thinking of is…?" Conall started thinking.

"You are highly intellectual, Charlus," Tom said, "You just use your brain in a different logical stance than what other people do. You have an uncanny ability to see both sides of a problem or puzzle than of what Harry and I do. That's what makes you smart."

"Thanks, Tom." Charlus said smiling happily.

"Don't mention it, ever. I don't want people to think I'm soft." Tom said making both Charlus and Conall laugh.

Charms

"Why do I have to be the one that gets hit with that spell every single time? This is a group activity, were supposed to take turns." Harry said glaring at his friends half heartedly.

"Rictusempra." Ignatius said pointing his wand at Harry as silver, red, and pink light came out of his wand. The spell only made Harry collapse to the ground, without any laughter coming from Harry's mouth.

"Give me a warning next time would you?" Harry said standing back up.

"You already know how to perform the spell, Harry. You don't need any practice, you're an expert. Rictusempra!"

Harry did not fall backwards this time, but he did feel a slight tickle, but not to the spells full effect.

"Why is it that you catch on so fast to spells, Harry? Rictusempra!" Once again Harry was thrown backwards, with very little tickle effect.

"Harry's from the future." Alphard replied.

"Al!" Harry scolded the boy standing back up.

Ignatius just rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure, whatever you say mate."

"You're scared of taking chances." Alphard said to Harry.

"I take chances all the time. It's one of my worst qualities actually."

"Harry, do you value Ignatius friendship more than your moral responsibilities."

"Alphard, were in a classroom filled with fifteen other students you moron." Harry snapped at Alphard, feeling annoyed with his boyfriend for bringing it up.

"Don't call me a moron!" Alphard snapped back at Harry.

"Then stop acting like one! I told you I would tell Ignatius in my own time, stop rushing me, especially in a classroom full of people that can overhear us!" Of course nobody was paying attention to them; it was merely the principle of it.

Ignatius looked between Alphard whom looked hurt and offended by Harry's words, and Harry whom looked annoyed and anxious at his predicament. Ignatius eyes finally rested on Harry. "You're really from the future?" Ignatius whispered to Harry astonished.

"I'm sure Alphard will love to tell you all about it. Then I'm sure the whole student body will know by the end of the day."

"Where are you going?" Alphard asked Harry as he watched Harry grab his book bag.

"I don't know."

"You don't know, or you don't care?"

"Pick one." Harry said walking out the door fifteen minutes before the bell rang; Harry didn't even stop as Professor O'Bryne called his name to come back.

Harry sighed and rubbed his face. Harry did value Alphard's opinion, there was just a time and place to do these things and Harry felt now, in class, was definitely not the time and place. Alphard was more than likely pissed off with him right now.

"…stop giving me things that fall apart! Harry?" Charlus looked at Harry confused when he saw his brother leaned up against the wall beside the Transfiguration door. The bell had rung ending their class for the day.

"Come on. I don't want to be late for lunch," said Tom taking Harry's silence as he didn't want to talk about it.

Charlus put his left arm around Harry's shoulders as he started to walk with Harry. "Harry, I don't know what's going on, but maybe I can help. Would you like me to kill someone for you?"

"Harry, just tell Charlus what's the problem, because you know he's just going to keep nagging you."

"My boyfriend is Alphard Black, that's the problem." Harry said sighing once again.

"Are you going to break up with him?" Tom asked sounding a bit too happy about the idea of that happening.

Harry narrowed his eyes at Tom. "Alphard told Ignatius about me being from the future."

"He said it right in class? Did anybody hear him?" Charlus asked concerned.

"I don't think so. Everybody was distracted practicing spells."

"Your boyfriend is a moron." Tom replied.

"There is a time and place, you know?" Charlus added frowning.

Harry shrugged, "I guess I've been keeping Ignatius in the dark for to long, he is my best friend to, but his brother—"

"Is a pompous jerk and could possibly tell everybody if he ever found out." Charlus finished, now folding his arms to his chest.

"Alphard is a moron." Tom repeated again.

"I called him that to; I overreacted and left in the middle of class."

"You're a moron," Tom said to Harry, "don't leave class over that. It's called silent treatment."

"And it works so well for you." Harry added to an eye rolling Tom as they made it into the Great Hall, where the other students were just beginning lunch. Harry saw that Alphard and Ignatius were seated at the Slytherin table, whispering to each other. Tom led them to the Gryffindor table.

Tom and Charlus took their seats across from Harry and Minerva (Minerva was chatting with Pomona eating her lunch).

"Hello Minnie, hey Pomona." Harry greeted the third year and her Huffelpuff friend.

"Hey Harry." Both girls greeted Harry at the same time.

"Tom, have you had your Defense Against the Dark Arts class yet?" Minerva asked.

"I will after lunch." Tom answered.

"Are your eggs intact?" Pomona asked them sheepishly.

"What colors are they?" Minerva asked excitedly.

Tom pulled out his egg which he had tied in a little brown pouch. Of course the egg had gotten bigger like everybody else, about four inches taller. Tom's egg was black.

"I'm not sure if that's a good sign, Tom." Minerva said looking at Tom's egg.

"It's as black as his soul." Dorea said jokingly as she came to sit on the other side of Harry.

"Funny." Tom said lazily as he put his egg back into its pouch.

"My egg is bright pink, it's embarrassing." Charlus said.

"Didn't you read your text?" Minerva rolled her eyes at Charlus blank stare, "The color of your egg is based on your aurora. Your egg being bright pink means loving, sensitive, sensual, artistic, affection, purity, and compassion. It can also indicate clairaudience."

"Well apart from making me want to gag, what does clairaudience mean?"

"It's a form of extra-sensory perception, the existence of paranormal and psychic abilities."

"Weird."

"What about yours, Harry?" Minerva asked.

"Emerald green."

"Emerald green is a healer and also a love-centered person." Dorea said to Harry.

"Of course I don't know how emerald green clashes with Alphard's yellow."

"It's like dealing with a child basically on Harry's part." Tom commented.

"Well Harry's not that delightful himself."

"Dorea just spit it out. You think I overreacted on the argument I had with Alphard."

"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love."

"So… you're okay with what I did?" Harry asked confused.

"Boys." Dorea said shaking her head negatively. "Just get over it, what's done is done. Cool off or whatever you need to do or kick Alphard's ass, whatever makes you happy."

Afterwards, the group headed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The room was nearly filled by the time they got there.

"Ignatius," Dorea said to him as Harry tried to join his brothers at the Gryffindor side of the room, but Dorea pulled him towards her, "why haven't you asked Lucretia out?" Lucretia had not walked into the classroom yet.

"Lucy would never go out with me. She's smart, she's cool, she's pretty, and if we went out together it would make me happy, so therefore, it will never happen. I'm destined to be the most miserable person on earth!" Ignatius exclaimed as Dorea pushed Harry in the same row with Alphard and Ignatius.

"Don't be silly, Lucretia likes you. Just like Alphard likes Harry." Dorea said sitting behind the boys.

"So, you know." Harry said to Ignatius changing the subject.

"Yeah… I'm not going to tell anybody Harry, especially my brother. It's not like he pays attention to me anyway. You're my friend, my only friend anyway besides Alphard. I would never betray that trust. You're a fool if you thought I would do otherwise."

"I can't help it. It's a habit by now." Harry said jokingly.

"Hey guys." Lucretia came to sit with Dorea.

Ignatius blushed before saying hello back.

"So… Am I going to be ignored for the rest of the afternoon?" Alphard asked Harry.

"Yes, pretty much." Harry replied back to Alphard just as Professor Flamel walked into the classroom.

"Today is the day that your eggs hatch!" Professor Flamel said clapping his hands together. "I want everybody to bring out their eggs and place them on top of your desk." Professor Flamel walked around the classroom as everybody did as they were told.

"I'm going to give you students the spell that opens your egg. Now before I do so, I must say that every person will get a automatic fail if their egg is nothing but a puddle of goo. The spell is 'Aperire'; just tap your wand softly on your egg."

"Aperire." Harry said tapping his emerald green egg along with the rest of the class.

There was a lot of 'eww' going on, mostly from the Slytherin side. Harry assumed that their eggs had turned into goo.

When Harry's egg opened, he was disappointed to see nothing but dust held in side.

"Tough luck mate, at least it wasn't goo." Alphard said playing with a yellow puffskein that hatched out of his egg along with Ignatius, his was blue.

Harry was about to reply back, but he heard a small chirping sound coming from the dust in his egg. The dust started to turn gold and sparkle. Then a beck popped out of the golden dust along with it's head and body.

"Mr. Potter," Harry looked up at his Professor and noticed that his egg had attracted everybody's attention, "That there is a Phoenix." Professor Flamel said astonished.

Harry eyes got wide as he looked back at the bird, it was so small. It had sparkly blue with white and silver plumage feathers, pure white tail and a white beak.

Present…

Harry ran up the stairs to his dorm room. Harry didn't want to harm or scar the Phoenix, well his Phoenix, so he had tried to figure out a way for the bird to get in his room and somehow the baby Phoenix understood his thoughts for it had vanished into thin air. Harry was now checking to see if his suspicions were confirmed, that the baby Phoenix had went into his dorm room.

And sure enough, Harry could hear the chirping sounds of the Phoenix. Harry went to his bed and saw the baby Phoenix sitting there, flapping its wings.

"I have to think of name for you, don't I?" Harry asked out loud. Harry put his hands out and cupped the Phoenix into his hands.

"Are you a boy or girl?"

"I'm a boy." Harry almost dropped the Phoenix when he heard those words in his head.

"Are you talking to me?" Harry asked out loud.

"I'm a boy." The baby Phoenix repeated in Harry's head.

"Erm… okay." Harry said a tiny bit freaked out.

The baby Phoenix just chirped, sitting on Harry's hand.

"Just give me a yes or no at the names that you would like for yourself." Harry said.

"Alvis?"

"No."

"Argus?"

"No."

"Felix?"

"No."

"Castor?"

"No."

"Belarus?"

"No."

"Crius?"

"No."

"Thor?"

"No."

"You know how to say yes don't you?"

"Yes."

"Okay, how about, Eros?"

"No."

"Caesar?"

"No."

"Robin."

"No."

"Erebus."

"No."

"Joxer." Harry was now just picking plain random names.

"Yes."

"What? I was joking!"

"Joxer."

"Joxer the Phoenix it is."

Author's Note: Okay so I got 800 ppl liking my story, but out of the 800 like only 10 or so reviewed, which sucks. And okay, I was totally going to not update 'ever' because of this one reviewer 'Technicolourful'. She really hated my story and posted as such. I was just like wow, really? You're really going out of your way to tell me how much you disliked it? And I was going to message her back, but then I was like forget that b****. Whatever, she's not going to ruin my fun! So I updated. I'm sorry about the Gameboy confusion, Harry brought it with him from his future. He brought a lot of things actually with him in his backpack, not just clothes. Okay, so thanks for reading, maybe I'll update again, I suppose if I don't get another reviewer bringing me down.