Harry Potter and the Curse of the Phoenix

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Ch1



"Wake up you lazy bastard!" Dudley shouted through the door. "Mum

says you've got to make breakfast!" Harry sat up in his room and

put on his glasses. " One more month to school. Thank god." As

Harry dressed he thought about last year. He had pretty well

gotten over his guilt and was working on preventing that from

happening. Harry had become much stronger over the summer and was

working at becoming an animagus. He had become an expert at

potions grades 1-7 and had repeatedly conversed with Dumbledore, by

way of letters, about Voldemort's campaign of darkness.


While making sausages for Dudley, Harry felt a burning in

his scar. He smelled lightning and saw blackness. He woke to find

himself in a dark room, chained to a cold metal chair. He was

trying to decide what this was, until he heard it. A high, cold,

laugh. "Well now Mr. Potter, I hope the chains are painful

enough. It wouldn't be very good to have you feeling to strong

now would it." Voldemort's voice made Harry want to scream. He

was imprisoned like this for several hours until Voldemort

returned and released Harry from the chains stating "I wanted to

try something very interesting Mr. Potter, I have wondered

exactly how you continue to defeat me, even though you are a

child" growing angry, he opened the door and hurried a Death eater

in as he left. "Avada Kevadra!" Harry saw the green jet of light

as the curse blazed towards him. He remembered last year, the

imposter Moody had told him "There is no blocking, no dodging

this curse." He felt the a strange blow to his side, knocking him

out of the way. he felt th curse shoot pass him. The last thing

He remembers is wishing he could fly away from all of this and be

at peace like a bird or, a dragon.


When Harry came to, he saw Dumbledore's worried face above

him. "Harry, Harry, What happened?" Dumbledore was obviously

terrified. "What's wrong Professor? Why do I feel so strange?"

Harry was led to a mirror and immediately saw the problem. he was

covered in bandages. Dumbledore later told Harry that when he was

found, he was transforming, rapidly into several different things

including a unicorn, a dragon, an dog, a cat, a centaur, a dire

wolf, a fire lion, and almost every other magical creature known to the wizarding world

Harry sat on the bed, transfixed with attention. "Harry, have you

been attempting to become an animagus?" "Yes Professor." was all Harry could say.


Harry woke up feeling sick. He was supposed to talk to Prof.

McGonogall in ten minutes. When she arrived Harry was cleaned up

and feeling much better. "Professor, why am I a multimagus? Why

can't I control it, why am I having these visions-" Professor

Mcgonogall stopped him and said "Harry, I don't know about the

other questions, but I can help you control you animal forms.

First, focus on a unicorn. feel the turf under your hooves, the

scent of the grass, the strength in you body." Harry felt kind of

strange doing this in front of a teacher, but he found it was

quite easy to accomplish. He looked up at Mcgonogall with slightly

distorted vision. He had done it! he was an animagi! He focused a

bit and transformed back into himself.


He decided to have a bit of fun with the professor and

focused on the billywig. as he transformed, Mcgonogall looked

around wondering what had happened. Harry flew up to her and

stung her on the hand, causing her to levitate and feel light

headed. He transformed back into himself when Hagrid came in and

informed Harry he was needed at the headmaster's office. When

Harry got there, Fawks welcomed him with a song that put courage

into Harry's heart. "Welcome Harry, I'm glad you could come."


Harry sat in a seat next to Sirius as told to and watched as

Dumbledore stood in front of a statue of a phoenix. You have

chosen your leader, your Phoenix. I will now instill to one of

you the powers of the Phoenix. As he said this the statue

glowed with a golden flame that seemed to Harry, cause the statue

to live. "The Phoenix shall now choose among those assembled."

The statue seemed to stare at him as it did, it's eyes flashed

red, green, black, silver, blue, gold, and purple. Harry felt

himself growing lightheaded for a moment, then, as the statue

ceased it's moving, he noticed everyone staring at him in awe,

and perhaps a little fear, even Snape looked respectful. "Wow."

He said what just happened.


He was ushered out of the room by Dumbledore who was

looking even more haggard than when Voldemort had first risen.

"Harry, The Phoenix chose you. As of the time you pledge the oath...

you are the Lord of the Order of the Phoenix."

Harry almost fainted at this but was returned to the room from whence he came.

He saw every eye staring at him with a new clarity.

Dumbledore faced him and intoned:

"Harry Potter, the Phoenix has chosen you,

It is you who will lead us. You who will defend the world.

You who will finish the Dark Lord.

You hold your place until the war ends,

or until you die."



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