Harry Potter And Voldemort's Ally
Part 27


Pain. Waves of burning hot pain was James' first feeling. He opened his eyes. Black, apart from a few lamps, and a large glowing mass on his chest and stomach. He tried to talk, but his throat was to dry. He tried to sit up, but his muscle wouldn't move.

Another wave of pain hit him, and sent his back on to his back. He looked round. The Hospital Wing, it had to be. There were a lot of beds, some occupied, but in the dark he couldn't tell. A he began to think back, how had he ended up on a bed, in the Hospital Wing, with waves of pain coming over him like an ocean.

Voldemort. That he knew, he saw that ,that, thing! Sword in hand, in front of him, his own blade whirling around him. His own blade? What blade? More came back to him, the forest, the fortress, Death Eaters, Prisms. Then the fight, masses of enemies, blood everywhere, then his animal form, animal form. What animal form? He had a lot of holes in his short term memory, but his long term was fine. The Dementors. Everything before the fortress was clear.

He glanced around again to see Ember lying on his chest. Ember! His memory has got a lot of hole. He looked down at the bird. Again trying to talk, his throat was like a desert, devoid of any water, parched. Another blast of pain shattered his thoughts. He took a deep breath, and wheezed, he felt like his lungs were missing, he couldn't get a deep breath. He suddenly remember a image. Voldemort laughing, his strength leaking away, Voldemort's sword through his middle. Hermione,Harry and Ron around him as he lost consciousness. Just what the hell happened? He thought, and a voice suddenly appeared Ember's voice Voldemort tricked you, as you swung to counter his blow you over balanced and he thrust he sword through your middle, not a pleasant sight.

James mused to himself I never knew Phoenixuss' had a sense of humor. A the voice returned We do, trust me. James was about to give another comment when pain jabbed through his wound. Ember sensed his pain a tear slipped from it's eyes, pearly white, the same as the normal Phoenix tears. The tear flowed down his blood stained robes and onto his chest. He felt the pain disappear, and his world dissolve in a swirl. He was shocked as his world dissolved around him, he clawed at it and swore inside Damn it Ember, what did you do! Ember thought managed to seep into his mind before his grip on consciousness was lost Sleep, friend, sleep.............





Madam Pomfrey let out a sigh. She looked up from where she had fallen asleep in her office and let out another sigh, 7:30 am. She had fallen asleep on a book of spell that might have help some of the injured, but had fallen asleep while reading, the candle beside her was burnt right down. She gathered herself up after an , five day after the attack, each of the patients were taking potion to help them recovered, but James hadn't changed, she thought back to that night how could four teenagers get so many injuries, in a single night, and for a that matter how did they get involved in the fight in the first place.

She got up and unsteadily walked round to examine her remaining patients. Most had been teleported to St. Mungos, but the remaining injured, 5 people, need to be seen to. Sirius and his partners in crime were not badly injured, so she had allowed them to go about there business, but the other weren't so lucky.

Dumbeldore he refuse to annoy her, but she had healed most of his injuries, and gave him a potion that would help him regain his strength, but didn't tell him about the sleep potion mixed with it. She glanced over at Harry Potter. He had been in here more times than his father. The broken bones had been healed, and he would be well in a day or two, but the fight had taken a lot out of him. Ron was next.

His wound was gone, but now a long scar was there in it's place. The wound had not been infected thank God. But it was still it was tender, and the muscle bellow the flesh was damaged, he would be in here a while longer. It was a wonder that the Death Eater hadn't driven the blade straight through his chest, but he had been lucky enough to escape with a scratch.

She moved over to Hermione. Her burns were healing nicely, but weren't healed yet. The foolish girl. Madam Pomfrey thought. How she should try to void the blast. She sighed again. The burns would heal.

She moved over to James. The burning creature around his waist. She looked down, and he chest was rising and falling, he lived!!!!!!!! But that's impossible. She thought, and checked his pulse, a steady heart beat. The bird, creature suddenly took flight, leaping from James chest, to land next to Hermione, curling up next to her. She felt like leaping up and yelling with joy, but, how had he came back? Her thoughts were quickly shuttered as James came round, he groaned. Opening his eyes slowly. And let out a groan, again. Madam Pomfrey smiled happily down at him "Good morning Mr. Wills, I'm glad your with us today, a few nights ago I thought you were dead'

James coughed, and tried to sit up. Madam Pomfrey but her hand on his shoulder, 'You're still to weak" He tried to speak, he mouthed something,and cupped his hands and pretended to drink. Madam Pomfrey nodded, and walked over to a pitcher and filled the cup that sat next to it with water. She carried it over to James and pushed it to his lips. He drank greedily, although it was plain water, it could have been wine or butterbeer the way James drank it.

"Thanks" James managed to groan out. His voice was hoarse. Very hoarse. "How long have I been lying here?" He asked in his strained voice. " Five days James, and your lucky to be alive, you could have spent an eternity in the grave" James shook his head. "God, what about Harry and the others?" He asked. "They're fine, but they remain here for another two days, but you how ever will remain here for at least 2 weeks" James gapped at her "Two weeks, but, but I'll miss my exams, and my..." Madam Pomfrey cut him off promptly, "You exams aren't for another three weeks, you can do your homework here, and I'm sure that Hermione will be only to willing to bring you homework, so you have nothing to fear"

James nodded "Can I get rid of the robes?" He asked hopefully. Madam Pomfrey smiled and waved her wand, the robes disappeared and were replaced by pajamas. "Anything else, and before you ask, breakfast should be here soon, now I need to have a look at your wound" He sighed, and rolled his top up to reveal the long scar. She prodded the wound and he wand and James recoiled back, wincing, "It's still sore" He said. Madam Pomfrey nodded "It will be for a few days, but you'll still have to stay no but Mr. Wills" James had began to open his mouth but that comment had closed it.

James lay back upon the bed. Wincing, he back hurt as well. He lay back and waited for something to happen. The door creaked open. And in marched Dobby, followed by Winky, each bearing large platters carefully in each hand. James sat up and gave a smile, 'Hey Dobby, how are you?" Dobby waddled over and placed one of the platters in front of James. "Very well Sir James, but Harry Potter and his friends aren't' James nodded, "Why call me Sir James?" He asked. And then a voice that came from a bed over "Because I told him about what you did in the Forest" James glanced over to the voice. Ron sat up in bed, a wide grin across his face.

"Finally back among the world of the living" He said smiling. James smiled "Yep, but still not feeling well" Ron pointed at his throat as he said "What's wrong with your voice?" James shrugged. "Search me, how are you feeling Ronny?" Dobby present Ron breakfast to him as he talked. "Fine, chest's a little sore, Harry and Hermione and the ones who are still in pain" James looked grew to that of concern "How are they?" Ron looked down at his breakfast and began to tuck in "Harry's arm and chest ares still feeling like fire sometime and Hermione burns are nearly healed"

James nodded And Winky began to shake Harry "Harry Potter, sir, wake up Sir James, is awake, wake up please sir" Harry stirred groaning he looked up at the ceiling then at Dobby. and then sat bolt up right "James, you're OK, your alive!" James nodded. "I'm not that easily killed" Winky then moved over to Hermione and shook her. She grunted and slowly opening her eyes, and jumping back as she starred into two very large eyes. "What, what's wrong Winky?" Winky nodded "Sir James wants to talk to you" Hermione said groggily "Is James alive?" She appeared still half asleep "Yes I'm alive" James called over to them. Hermione yell out she heard his voice "James?" James grinned "The one and only!"

Hermione let a happy cry "We all thought you were dead" James shook his head "Not yet, they told me it's not my time" Hermione looked puzzled "Who told you?" James thought, "I've not told you of my dreams then?" Harry shook his head. "Well" James began 'I'll start now" He went into a quickly overview of what had happened. But when he finally reached the end he paused and then told Harry of what happen with his parent. Harry listen in silence. Shocked, his parents?! What do they mean 'We'll come soon?!" He asked. Hermione interrupted "Does this have any relation to the scroll that you gave me?"

Nearly through his breakfast of the bed "Where is it?" Hermione reached under her pillow and held up the scroll. "Throw it over here" James called and Hermione hurled the scroll over, James caught it and opened it up and smiled "It is it!" Hermione frowned "What's it?" James grinned "The Scroll Of Magic!" Hermione gasped, as well as Harry and Ron. "You mean the scroll that Voldemort was using to create all those terrors,?" Ron asked. James nodded, "But there's problem" He turned the scroll around. It was all in some ancient language! Strange round lines, shapes and other thinks littered the scroll. James sighed and rolled up the scroll. "I'll have to figure it out later!" Then Madam Pomfrey suddenly called out " Eat you breakfast or I'll strap you to the bed and force feed you!" James sighed and tucked in.




James remained in the Hospital Wing for another two weeks, with constant visits by Hermione,Ron and Harry. He sat read, talked, and the suddenly asked Harry to see if Hagrid could spare a piece of wood. The next day Harry brought the uneven branch. A few days later James was whittling out a long staff, for something to do, in between visits. Other members of Gryffindor also visit Fred and George, Ginny,Kathy, the Quidditch team, even Professor McGonagall and Dumbeldore, which was a shock.

But soon enough James was back and hard at work to catch up with all the work that he had been given by all the teachers. James had taken to wearing his sword, around at his side, while the others, had buried theirs in their trunks. This shocked a few people raised a few eye brows,but James ignored it all at keep up his work. But then Just as they all thought that the work was easy the test came, O.W.L.s, and N.E.W.T.s for all the people in grade seven. Transfiguration was hard, a plate was placed in front of you and you had to transfigure it into something imaginative and interesting. Harry, turned his into a rather large snitch, with green stripes.

Hermione perfectly shaped crystal model of the castle earned her high marks. Ron's stone model of a Manticore was little to small,but still good. And Finally James' plate turned into a large dome, filled with constellations.

Potion was much better, cauldron boiled as the final ingredients were added to a powerful, and nearly intoxicating draught of happiness. A potion which as the name suggested bring happiness, for a short time, then long headaches. When the potion were brewed, they were all tested. Neville managed to make his so powerful, he nearly fainted at the fumes the wafted up from the cauldron.

Charms, History Of Magic, Herbology, DADA and Care Of Magical Creatures. Finally the test were over. Professor Lupin put the last test papers away and then with a quick wave he yelled out "Out with, enjoy this day!" And they all rushed out. James sprinting out in front of everyone, injured or not, he was holding up in front of everyone. Just as James skidded down the repaired marble staircase, Mundungus Fletcher appeared from the stone phoenix that guarded the Professor's office. He cupped his hands and cried "James,Harry,Hermione and Ron, I need to see you" James groaned, as he skidded to a halt, and watched the doors flung open by Fred and George yelling out "FREEDOM!" Harry,Ron and Hermione caught up as the others raced into the afternoon sunlight. "What have we done wrong Professor?" Hermione asked.

Mundungus shook his head "You've done nothing wrong, Professor Dumbeldore needs to talk to you about the years events" He ushered them up the staircase, each wondering 'What's going on?'
They reached the door. Half ajar the saw they saw Dumbeldore reading from a large spell book. He looked up. Smiling he said happily "Come in, come in" They pushed open the door, and Dumbeldore rose from he seat. He paced the room looking at the floor as he talked.

"All of you have had, more than an uneventful year, death,violence, lies and mystery have followed you four around all year, but now, answer will be had" He turned to his desk, and pulled open a drew and with drew a letter. A broken wax seal was on the front. "At the beginning of the year, when James came, you were under a false pretense, although you may have believed that he had been her as an exchange student, he's not, and if you read this letter, you will find out what has happen" He spread the letter out on the desk. Harry,Ron and Hermione shuffled to see the letter, and James became interested in the ground.


Dear Mr. Dumbeldore


As you know, my son James is at Hogwarts for this year as an exchange, and possibly the remain years of his magical education. Although you may think why am I adding this, it plays a vital plan in Mr. Potter's protect. As to the prior arrangements, the protection for Mr. Potter from certain spy, and traitors is enclosed here, as a plan.

As you know, I am an Auror, and I know the importance of a man on the inside who can help co-ordinate with others on the outside. In this case James, judging by the description of Mr. Potter and his friends will get along well. James, will convey information regarding the actions of Mr. Potter and company, and in extreme circumstances protect Mr. Potter from the spies, traitors and what not. I hope that this will help.


Michael Wills

Auror 1st class

James sighed as they looked up with a look of amazement on their faces. "You tricked us?!" Ron exclaimed almost scream with such a high pitch. James looked him in the eye "I didn't lie, but I never told the whole truth" Harry stepped back. James', a double agent! Reveal their plans to Dumbeldore, although he held nothing personal against James, he had tricked them. "How?" Hermione managed, shook written all over her face.

James sighed. "Numerous times a told Harry that I need peace and quiet to play the guitar" He began "But instead I talked to the Professor" Ron who was purely enraged by this yelled. "So you just help. We became you friends for nothing? We help you, counted you as a friend, and then use turned it all back, hell, you even kissed Hermione, did you just do that because you were suppose to!" He bellowed. Hermione jumped at what he said , had James ever felt the same way about the her, as she felt about him?

"Ron be quiet" She snapped "James might have a been trying to help, no betray us" Ron snickered and was about to speak when Hermione cut him off " Let James tell us how he really feels" Ron murmured but said nothing James let out his breath slowly and stood up. "Look I know I've been a bit of a turncoat in revealing your plans,were about and what not, but I did it all because I didn't want to see you get hurt all of you, when I first came, I thought I'd find people I'll hate but have to get along with, but what I got was friends who cared, I've always tried to put aside my plans to tell the Professors, and just be a friends'

Hermione looked in agreement, Harry also did but Ron looked still skeptical. James went on "And Hermione, I feel the same way about you as you do me, and that's no lie, but Ron, before you say it's a lie, if you weren't my friends, why would I give you my sword" He reached down and patted the scabbard. "That's all I have to say" James turned his back on them. Ron's look faded, and he looked at the floor as he as Hermione gave James a fond glance, and then rounded on Ron, giving him a look to kill a dragon. Ron murmured to Hermione " I'm wrong, I'm sorry, Hermione, I jumped to conclusions" Hermione whispered back, her voice dripping with venom "Tell that to James"

Ron sighed and looked at Harry. Harry nodded, and he walked over to James. "Look James" He began "I'm really sorry I didn't mean to, of course were you're friends" And for good measure, he patted James on the shoulder say "Sorry" On more time. James turned round. "Do you want me to come next year?" Hermione answer before Ron could "Of course you brainless lump" She said, fling her arms around his neck. James smiled.

Dumbeldore cleared his throat. "I'm sorry to interrupt you, but there's points to wrap up, the fact of the spy that still lives at Hogwarts, is one" Harry looked up, "Who Professor?" Dumbeldore shook his head "I don't know, I can't find any leads, except that the spy is Slytherin" James was already forming the word Malfoy but Dumbeldore said "No James it's Mr. Malfoy"

"Now, just a few bits, James, I've seen you wearing your sword, and I think that you all should take up the habit, because since the battle I fear that Voldemort's will want vengeance" Harry said "But the sword's not mine and none of us, save James can use it well" Dumbeldore answered smiling "Harry, you may keep the sword, I have no use for it, and as for using the weapon I'm sure James will be happy to give you a lesson, in it's use"


Ron suddenly said "How come James can suddenly use a sword so well?" Dumbeldore was about to answer when James said "The sword is also a spirit blade, it has memories, abilities and skill of Redric Carlson in the blade which are passed over to each new person who takes the sword" Dumbeldore smiled "Thank you James"



"Also, you've all been able to transform, into a animal, just like your father Harry, although this has no real relevance, I'm just, very proud,not many can transform into an animal, it shows you power is greater than we thought, we will have to expect great thinks from you all" Finally he said quietly "I'm sure you would like to be out in the sun, are there any questions?"

Harry thought back, in the fortress, Voldemort, said he was his nephew. "Professor Voldemort said that I was his nephew, is that true?" He asked hesitating, He didn't really want to know, but he had to find the truth. Dumbeldore sighed "He's right, your ancestor Merlin, had brothers, and they, turned to the dark, Voldemort is their descendant, but the link between you is weak, and he is not human" Harry began to talk "But Professor, I'm his nephew, he said, and it's true, then I'm like him" The professor choked, and coughed, then said quietly "You're a relative true, but look at yourself, your exactly the opposite, and that's why he's after you, because you not like him, if you were like him, you would be a Death Eater, so don't trouble yourself, and don't mention this to anyone, if they find out, were in trouble" Dumbeldore took a long breath, then smiled "Anything else?"


James then asked "Professor, in the forest, I saw Malfoy, except he was all white, no color in his eyes or hair, and also I've had a funny dream" Dumbeldore spun around. 'Did you, strange, I heard a report that potion used to change people feature were found at the Malfoy's manor, I'll have to research this over the holidays, as for the dream, I expected nothing less, probably a message from the other side, but that's you business, now off with you, out!" He usher them off with a waving hand. "Oh, James , bring the scroll next year, you'll need it!" James grinned as he walked out, an arm around Hermione neck "OK" and then they all sprinted for the sun shine. Because in a few days, the end of the year will come.....


The end is nigh, next part, the end. So I've tied up all lose ends, James fathers letter, the spy, and everything else. One part more to go!

Paladin Starfire

Disclaimer: Harry Potter , his friends and enemies are owned my J.K Rowling But I OWN James Wills And Michael Wills and all other strange characters (Except those mentioned in her novels)