Part 4 - Back to the Future
The headmaster sat at his desk , knowing he had to be there , for some
reason. He sat calmly , waiting. He had a sixth sense about being needed ,
and sure enough , two minutes later , there came a knock at the door.
"Come in." Someone opened the door. "Ah , Harry. I have been expecting
you."
"You - you have ?"
"Indeed. Sit down , my dear boy , and explain the reason I owe the please
of this visit to ?"
"Well , it's not really a pleasure ... Any way , I was in Divination , when -"
"That class seems to create quite a lot of problems for you , doesn't it ?"
"Well ..."
"Please continue."
"Well , we were reading tea leaves , and I looked into my cup , and I could
see the grim , as usual , which is , in a way , Sirius' sign. But there were
two other symbols in there that I've never seen before. One was a flower ,
and the other , the other was a stag. And I -."
"A flower ? And a stag ? As in , your , your parents symbols ?"
"Well , yes. And I looked it up , and the book said that they were trying to
contact me ... but they can't ! I mean , they're dead !"
"Hmm ... very interesting. I will contact you if I find anything on this.
Harry? What was the book called ?"
"Omens and Opaques."
"Thank you . I am sorry , but I cannot offer you any information. I have
never heard of anything like this ..."
"It's alright."
"Well , I am afraid I must ask you to leave . I have a meeting with the
Minister."
"Thank you Professor."
"You are very welcome."
After Harry had left , the headmaster sat down. He paused , thinking , and
then picked up a bag of green powder. He threw it into the fire.
"Pince ! I want a word !"
Immediately her head appeared in the fireplace.
"Yes headmaster ?"
"Have the book Omens and Opaques removed from the library , please."
***
"So , Harry . What do you want to do today ?"
"Go see Sirius."
"Other than that."
"Got to the Library."
'And that to !"
"See Lupin.'
"God Harry ?! Can't you think of anything else ?"
"Not really . I mean , could you ? My dead parents are trying to contact
me!"
"You have no proof that it is actually happening !"
"I have proof enough !"
"Fine. Whatever. Whenever you feel like being a friend again , let me
know."
And Ron turned and walked away.
***
That day , when they were in Transfiguration , McGonagall looked at all the
students working. Potter , especially. He had always been the odd one out ,
she knew that. He was more famous than almost everyone at this school ,
without even trying. He defeated the Dark Lord long ago , and was
constantly fighting the war against him. She felt sorry for him. Everyone
put so much pressure on him ... it really wasn't fair. Finally , she was
beginning to understand what Dumbledore had said that night , long ago ,
when they had given Harry to his aunt and uncle. After 18 long years , she
understood.
***
Dumbledore sat at his desk , poring over the prophecy he had received
months before , knowing it was about Lily and James. However , he did not
know what it meant , and the final two lines were missing. He looked over
the last paragraph , yet again.
And in a little boy , he will reach his downfall,
The Dark Lord who once ruled all ,
And if this boy should live to come of age ,
He will have skill worthy of the strongest mage ,
And once again , in him , He will fall ,
This time for once , and for all .
And the next two lines were missing. He could tell , for there was a chunk of
paper that had been ripped out. He stood up , to ponder , and saw a shape
flying towards his window. He didn't know what it was ... but then he
realized. It was an owl , as black as the darkest night. He stepped aside to
let it through. It dropped a letter on his desk , and then flew back out the
window.
Dumbledore picked up the letter , and took out a piece of old parchment
that was inside. He looked at it. It was the missing two lines.
And the friend of the boy , the stag , the flower ,
Shall all die in sacrifice to rip him from power.
And the letter simply said TONIGHT. It was signed with the Dark Mark.
***
It was hard to remember such things. He had been so sure that they were
dead. And it was horrible. They were dead - So final , so complete , death
was. And she had died ... The spell had been cast . She had been dead ...
She wasn't anymore ... And neither was he.
The headmaster sat at his desk , knowing he had to be there , for some
reason. He sat calmly , waiting. He had a sixth sense about being needed ,
and sure enough , two minutes later , there came a knock at the door.
"Come in." Someone opened the door. "Ah , Harry. I have been expecting
you."
"You - you have ?"
"Indeed. Sit down , my dear boy , and explain the reason I owe the please
of this visit to ?"
"Well , it's not really a pleasure ... Any way , I was in Divination , when -"
"That class seems to create quite a lot of problems for you , doesn't it ?"
"Well ..."
"Please continue."
"Well , we were reading tea leaves , and I looked into my cup , and I could
see the grim , as usual , which is , in a way , Sirius' sign. But there were
two other symbols in there that I've never seen before. One was a flower ,
and the other , the other was a stag. And I -."
"A flower ? And a stag ? As in , your , your parents symbols ?"
"Well , yes. And I looked it up , and the book said that they were trying to
contact me ... but they can't ! I mean , they're dead !"
"Hmm ... very interesting. I will contact you if I find anything on this.
Harry? What was the book called ?"
"Omens and Opaques."
"Thank you . I am sorry , but I cannot offer you any information. I have
never heard of anything like this ..."
"It's alright."
"Well , I am afraid I must ask you to leave . I have a meeting with the
Minister."
"Thank you Professor."
"You are very welcome."
After Harry had left , the headmaster sat down. He paused , thinking , and
then picked up a bag of green powder. He threw it into the fire.
"Pince ! I want a word !"
Immediately her head appeared in the fireplace.
"Yes headmaster ?"
"Have the book Omens and Opaques removed from the library , please."
***
"So , Harry . What do you want to do today ?"
"Go see Sirius."
"Other than that."
"Got to the Library."
'And that to !"
"See Lupin.'
"God Harry ?! Can't you think of anything else ?"
"Not really . I mean , could you ? My dead parents are trying to contact
me!"
"You have no proof that it is actually happening !"
"I have proof enough !"
"Fine. Whatever. Whenever you feel like being a friend again , let me
know."
And Ron turned and walked away.
***
That day , when they were in Transfiguration , McGonagall looked at all the
students working. Potter , especially. He had always been the odd one out ,
she knew that. He was more famous than almost everyone at this school ,
without even trying. He defeated the Dark Lord long ago , and was
constantly fighting the war against him. She felt sorry for him. Everyone
put so much pressure on him ... it really wasn't fair. Finally , she was
beginning to understand what Dumbledore had said that night , long ago ,
when they had given Harry to his aunt and uncle. After 18 long years , she
understood.
***
Dumbledore sat at his desk , poring over the prophecy he had received
months before , knowing it was about Lily and James. However , he did not
know what it meant , and the final two lines were missing. He looked over
the last paragraph , yet again.
And in a little boy , he will reach his downfall,
The Dark Lord who once ruled all ,
And if this boy should live to come of age ,
He will have skill worthy of the strongest mage ,
And once again , in him , He will fall ,
This time for once , and for all .
And the next two lines were missing. He could tell , for there was a chunk of
paper that had been ripped out. He stood up , to ponder , and saw a shape
flying towards his window. He didn't know what it was ... but then he
realized. It was an owl , as black as the darkest night. He stepped aside to
let it through. It dropped a letter on his desk , and then flew back out the
window.
Dumbledore picked up the letter , and took out a piece of old parchment
that was inside. He looked at it. It was the missing two lines.
And the friend of the boy , the stag , the flower ,
Shall all die in sacrifice to rip him from power.
And the letter simply said TONIGHT. It was signed with the Dark Mark.
***
It was hard to remember such things. He had been so sure that they were
dead. And it was horrible. They were dead - So final , so complete , death
was. And she had died ... The spell had been cast . She had been dead ...
She wasn't anymore ... And neither was he.