HARRY POTTER AND THE ORB OF PHOENIX
-1. Unexpected Events
-2. Arabella Figg
-3. The Portal
-4. Destruction
-5. Dirty Play
-6. The Mystery
-7. The First Step
-8. Erised
-9. The Connection
-10. Through The Walls
-11. Necklace Of The Dragonteeth
-12. An Unusual Night
-13. Invisibility Problems
-14. One Last Chance
-15. Alone
-16. Mage Vipers
-17. Removal
-18. Relief
Chapter 1: UNEXPECTED EVENTS
[A/N: If you see mistakes, please ignore them. They will be corrected later, both grammer, spelling and sentence mistakes(look at one of my reviews and see.]
[so let's continue...]
This fic is ancient. The other fic of mine(Harry potter and the shadow of darkness, just clink on my username) is a lot better. I didn't write in english that well when i started this fic. But i got used to it :) This becomes better after chapters 5 or 6. The first ones are just a bit... strange. Later it's better.
Harry Potter was in his summer holiday, between years 4 and 5, at the Dursleys, a place where he hated to live, because they were Muggles (non-magic people) and they really hated magic. They treated Harry as an animal. Even thought this year it was a great progress, it was still worse than it was at Hogwarts. They allowed him to do much more things than last year, maybe because they were quite scared of Sirius Black, who they knew as a murderer(but there were a few people who knew that he was innocent). The diet Dudley, the Dursley's son, had, had at last had some effect: Dudley was not as fat as before (but still very fat). Dudley's parents kept giving him very little quantities of food. But, unlike last year, Harry did not have any food from his friends. He could remember how Ron, Hermione, Sirius and Hagrid gave him cakes when he told them that he was starving. He had to do it this year, too, because, even if the Dursleys didn't starve him, they didn't give him much food either and he was used to eat a lot from Hogwarts.
Now, Harry was allowed to take his magical things in his room, and he could write his homework at daytime, without having to hide his things from the Dursleys. He really enjoyed that, doing homework on nighttime was very boring and he was too tired to do that in those moments.
It only was the beginning of the holiday. Harry decided to send a letter to Ron, saying that the Dursleys were keeping him starved. He tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and sent it. Hedwig had just disappeared from sight and there came another owl that brought another letter. Judging by the way if flew, it had to be Errol, the old Weasley family's owl Harry wondered why they didn't send the letter with Pig, Ron's owl. He allowed Errol to stay in Hedwig's cage, and it surely had to rest a few days there. The message tied to Errol's leg read:
Dear Harry,
I tried to convince mum to write to Dumbledore to ask when you can come to our house. And mum said that Dumbledore told her to take you only after a month. I am really sorry but that is all I could do.
Yours truly,
Ron
Hmm, Harry thought. He didn't think of going to Ron's yet. But this letter made him sadder then before. He continued writing one of his essays. But why didn't Dumbledore allow him to go to the Weasleys?
After about two weeks the way of living improved. Harry had something to eat with the help of Ron and Hermione. He started to make laugh of Dudley as the last year, saying that he ate a lot and was full. Dudley just kept giving him some strange looks.
And one night after, he had another dream about Voldemort. Harry was in a room. It was dark, because it was night. There was a man sleeping in a corner. A door opened with a slight sound and the man in bed woke up. He was certainly a wizard because he took his wand and -
"Sleep well" a cold voice said. The man said something, pointed his wand at Voldemort, who stopped the spell saying "Deffendo!". Then -
"Avada Kedavra!" the cold voice said and there was a burst of green light from the wand. Next moment the man was dead. Harry could see Voldemort exiting from the room with a cold laugh and then he instantly woke up.
His scar was burning. He couldn't feel any part of his body at all because of the pain. After the burning passed, he could think about what happened.
This dream was clearer than any dream about Voldemort he ever had. He could remember this a lot better, and knew that his dreams like this were all true, from the previous year. Someone had been murdered. He knew that he had to write a letter to Dumbledore. But when he wanted to wake up, he couldn't. He realized he was all drained. He felt like he had no power to stand up. He looked at the clock in the room - it was 4 o'clock in the morning. He tried then to rest. But he couldn't sleep. He was thinking about the dream. Had Voldemort started killing people like he killed before his first downfall?
Thoughts were moving within his mind. He thought and hoped it was not as bad as it looked. Then, after about two hours, he fell asleep again. He woke up at 11:26 in the morning. Some of the draining passed, but he still wasn't fully recovered. He walked to his table and took a parchment, writing to Dumbledore that he had a dream. He explained it very detailed. Then he said about being so drained after the dream.
Hedwig flew to him, as if she read his thoughts. Harry told her:
"To Dumbledore. Go fast, it's urgent". Hedwig flew away. It looked like Hedwig knew the danger and flew faster than usual.
He didn't have any dream in the following week, but he still thought about it. After three days, Hedwig returned. She looked really slow. She entered the window and stopped on Harry's hand, which took the letter. He realized that Hedwig had some feathers taken off - it looked like someone tried to stop her from taking the letter. Then, still worried about Hedwig and forgetting about the dream, he read:
"Dear Harry,
This dream of yours WAS real. We heard that a wizard from the ministry had been killed definitely with the Avada Kedavra curse in his own ministry office. But this is not as bad as the other things that happened.
I was right when I said that Voldemort would collect the dementors and giants and take them to his side. With the giants we were lucky. I sent Hagrid with Madame Maxime to try and have them at our side.
But we could not do anything against the dementors. Mr. Cornelius Fudge did not agree to dismiss them from Azkaban. But now he regrets it. All the dementors have joined Lord Voldemort. His most faithful servants from Azkaban were released. They are all on his side again.
As for you being drained, I have no idea, but I am working on it.
Best wishes,
Professor Albus Dumbledore"
Harry looked shocked after reading the letter. The Dementors have joined Lord Voldemort. And they were the creatures Harry feared most. He was scared of them more than of Voldemort himself. And every moment he could run into one. Even with a patronus, he was not completely sure he could escape one.
Days passed very fast, Harry couldn't remember what happened because he couldn't stop thinking about the threat that Voldemort caused. He, Harry Potter, was in real danger. The only thing he could remember was that he got a letter from Dumbledore, saying:
"Dear Harry,
Stay this summer at the Dursleys because it won't be good at all if you go anywhere else.
Albus Dumbledore"
Harry did not understand what Dumbledore meant with this, but as the life with the Dursleys was not so bad as before so he could live with them. He now had what to eat, with the help of his friends of course. He could now do his homework at any time of the day. But he still couldn't get out of the house.
Later, Harry received the letter from professor McGonagall saying what he had to buy for the fifth term. He just realized that he was at the middle of the summer, and that it was his birthday. After some minutes, pigwidgeon came through the window. It had a birthday letter from Ron. And later on that day, he received the letters from Hermione, Sirius and Hagrid. Hagrid's had a bunch of sweets he knew. There were some Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Chocolate frogs and some others. This day he cheered up a bit, answering to all the letters.
The Dursleys completely forgot about his birthday exactly as they forgot the last ones. Harry thought of reminding them, but this year life was better and he decided not to make it worse. And after some days, he had another dream about Voldemort. But this dream wasn't as clear as the previous one. He couldn't see where the murder had taken place. He saw Voldemort from a high place. Voldemort walked straight to a red thing like a portal. Harry just read about portals two days ago in an old book.
Voldemort walked to the portal and the light entered into him. Then he turned back to see that about 10 wizards went to kill him. All of them had their wands pulled out.
"Voldemort", one of them said.
"Aurors!" Voldemort answered. "You think you can hunt me down? Just try it!" The aurors all shot one spell towards Voldemort. Voldemort said "Inelus Frostus!" and a light blue ring shot from him in all directions. The aurors' spell hit Voldemort-
Harry woke up with a very strong pain in his scar. After the pain in the scar passed, he seemed like all his bones were broken. He thought Dudley tried to punch him while he was sleeping. When he wanted to write again to Dumbledore, he felt it again. He could barely move. The dream drained him again, but this time he was in pain. He really felt like he was dying. He fell asleep again without even thinking at anything.
Next day he didn't feel well. He sent a letter to Dumbledore. The food from his friends had been eaten. Then after one day, Dumbledore's answer came. This time it was a lot faster than before, because Hedwig wasn't caught by anyone. Harry took Dumbledore's letter, and read:
Dear Harry,
This is not good news at all. All aurors escaped alive, and they said they shot Curundulus charms to Voldemort, that causes the same pain you felt. I think the best thing is to come to Hogwarts in the holiday. Here we have Madam Pomfrey that can take care of you if something worse happens.
I will come to take you myself. See you,
Albus Dumbledore.
Going to Hogwarts wasn't a bad thing. It was better than staying at the Dursleys. At least there he had what to eat. There he could practice spells and read from the library when he was bored. But there was only one thing. How would Dumbledore come to him?
Another day passed. He felt rested. He did not feel drained anymore, but he could feel the pain in his bones, even that just a little. Then, he saw someone apparating in his room. But it was strange. At first Harry thought is was Voldemort. Then he saw that it was Dumbledore. Harry thought that was only his imagination.
"Hello Harry", Dumbledore said. "How are you?
This wasn't the question Harry waited from Dumbledore. Then Harry pointed his wand at Dumbledore and muttered "Show yourself!". That would show the real person who was, even if disguised or modified with a polyjuice potion.
"We have to go to Hogwarts, quick. But how could we?" Dumbledore asked again. Harry didn't say anything. "We cannot apparate because of two reasons: You do not know how and no one can apparate on Hogwarts grounds." Dumbledore took a look to see what was in the room. He then said "Harry, why don't you say anything?"
Harry started to feel a slight pain in his scar. What could be? No, he won't tell Dumbledore this. Harry felt there was something strange going on. "Would you mind traveling by Floo Powder?" Dumbledore asked. Harry agreed. He hasn't thought of anything else to bring him to Hogwarts. Then Dumbledore took some powder and went to the main room in the Dursley's house.
"Not more of your type!" Aunt Petunia screamed seeing them on the stairs.
Dumbledore ignored her. He told Harry to do the same. Then he threw some powder into the burning fire. He entered the green fire and took Harry with him, and said: "The Riddle House!"
No, it couldn't be, Harry thought. That certainly wasn't Dumbledore. But he used the showing spell on him! He remembered what the Riddle house was. It was the house where Voldemort lived with his parents.
When they reached the destination, Harry saw that he wasn't near Dumbledore anymore. He was with Lord Voldemort. At the moment Harry seen him, a very strong pain entered in his scar. He took a look to see where he was. He was indeed at the Riddle House, the place in his first dream. They stayed in a quite small room with dark walls. And there were the Death Eaters. He had seen Wormtail and Nagini, a giant snake. Next to them was Lucius Malfoy. The rest of the Death Eaters were behind them. Most of them should have been in Azkaban. And there, he saw none other than Severus Snape, his potions teacher, who had hatred towards Harry.
"This is, again, Harry Potter", Voldemort said. "I failed last time to prove that I am stronger than him. Now I will prove that Harry Potter cannot beat Lord Voldemort!" Voldemort looked at Harry. "Harry, are you ready for another duel?"
Harry couldn't fight Voldemort. He simply couldn't. Harry knew lots of hexes from the last year, but those couldn't compare to what Voldemort used. Voldemort used the Unforgivable curses. He knew that from the last time they met. Voldemort used the Cruciatus curse, Imperius curse and even tried the Avada Kedavra. This time, no one could help Harry. He knew that those were his last moments of living...
"Are you ready?" He asked again. Then seeing that Harry did not answer, he said: "Imperio!"
Harry knew exactly now the Imperius curse felt like. Voldemort could completely control any person with it... But Harry was one of the few who could fight it... Then he heard the distant voice saying:
"Say you're ready... Say you're ready..."
"Why?" another voice in Harry's head answered.
"SAY IT!"
"no!"
"SAY IT! NOW!"
"I won't!"
Then Voldemort removed the Imperius curse from Harry. Voldemort was angry, judging by the look of his face. He then said: "Harry, I know you are not a weak wizard. But you cannot be stronger than I am! Crucio!". Harry knew what would happen. He felt pain in all his body. When he couldn't resist the pain, Voldemort asked again: "Are you ready, Harry, for a duel?"
Voldemort stopped the cruciatus curse. But this couldn't make Voldemort happy. He surely was angrier... and an angry Voldemort was not to joke with... then, he said: "Avada Ked-"
"No you don't," said another cold voice, though not as cold as Voldemort's. Harry looked around to see who said that. And Voldemort answered that for him. "Severus... I knew that you would always be a traitor to me..."
All death eaters were looking to Snape. And Harry took the occasion, and tried to make a spell he heard in one of his dreams... "Inelus Frostus!" he said in a low voice so no one heard him. But nothing happened. "Inelus frostus!" he said again. A small white sphere created at the back of his wand. Then, he tried to be more convincing:"INELUS FROSTUS!"
Harry did it. A frozen circle grew bigger and bigger. It had frozen any Death Eaters there, the only ones who resisted the spell were Snape and Voldemort. "Brave of you, Harry" Voldemort said, taking Harry's wand from his hand and throwing it away speaking in an angry tone. Then Snape said "Expelliarmus!" and Voldemort's wand flew away. Harry knew that his own wand had a feather of the tail of the same phoenix as Voldemort's. That meant he could do well with Voldemort's wand as with his.
Voldemort was almost burning with anger, but he managed to stay calm. "Severus, you will pay for that!" he said with a calm, cold voice. Harry jumped to catch Voldemort's wand... And while he touched it, he heard "Expelliarmus!" from another person. It was a familiar voice... And then he saw who said it. It was the real Dumbledore, who just stepped out of the fire and took Harry's wand.
"Come, quick!" Dumbledore said throwing some floo powder into the fire. "Come fast!"
Harry understood why Dumbledore wanted to come fast. The Death Eaters weren't frozen anymore. All three of them entered into the fire, and Dumbledore said: "The Three Broomsticks!". Harry did not understand. Why not at Hogwarts?
When they reached the three broomsticks, Harry saw all the Hogwarts teachers there. Professor McGonagall was reading "Hogwarts, a History". Then he thought - maybe Hogwarts wasn't protected only anti-apparating. Maybe the Floo Powder was neutralized by Hogwarts magic as well.
"Thanks god, you're alive!" professor McGonagall said. "I thought You-Know-Who caught you both!" she looked at Snape and Harry.
"They're fine", Dumbledore said. After that, Harry, Snape and Dumbledore explained the situation.
"It looks like Voldemort" Everyone sighed when he said the name "is trying to recreate his army of Death Eaters. This time, having the Dementors at their side, we will have a very small chance of victory."
"You said something about Hagrid", Snape said.
"Yes," Dumbledore answered. "That will be of great help. Hagrid and Madame Maxime gathered what giants survived and put them on our side. You know, The giants are the only creatures the dementors are afraid of."
They talked about their chances of defeating Voldemort. After that, they went straight to Hogwarts. Dumbledore was very busy, as he had to strengthen the magic defenses around the castle. He put a magic field in the air that stopped the dementors' draining powers.
Harry mostly spent time in the library. It was boring anywhere else, because he was alone in the Gryffindor Tower. He had been practicing his spells, and he was learning new ones. Then he saw a book called "defense against advanced Dark Arts". This reminded him of the defense against the Dark Arts class. Who was the teacher?
Then he heard footsteps. And two people were talking:
"But how did he break it?" asked Dumbledore's voice.
"I do not know. A charm like that..." answered professor Flitwick. "She did not betray him?"
"I am sure she didn't." said Dumbledore.
"But then, how?"
"Harry! Had a nice day?" said Dumbledore.
"Quite" Harry answered. He knew that whatever Dumbledore was talking about he did not want to tell Harry about it yet.
Dumbledore took a book "Really Advanced Charms" and left. What they were talking about, Harry had no idea.
The days passed quite quickly. After Dumbledore put back that book, Harry took it. He saw about twenty charms, but he knew only one: the Fidelius charm. But this could not be the one Dumbledore looked for. He knew from his third year that the Fidelius charm makes one person another's Secret-Keeper. Then he put the book back and read a book that he wanted to read: Hogwarts, A History. Now Hermione could not annoy him so much when talking about that book.
Later Harry wanted to go to the restricted section of the library. But Madam Pince did not allow him at all.
"No. No student enters the restricted section! I have told you a hundred times. No!"
"Let him in", said Dumbledore, who just entered the room.
"But professor Dumbledore -" she said.
"Harry has the right to go into that section, if he wants to."
"Thank you, professor" said Harry.
This wasn't the first time Harry entered the Restricted Section. Once he entered with the invisibility cloak, and in the second year, Hermione had a dirty-earned signature from professor Lockhart. Harry looked at the titles, and chose a book "The Unforgivable Curses". He started reading about them, and at the Avada Kedavra section he even read his own name as the only survivor of the curse. He knew exactly how each of the other two felt like, because Voldemort used them both on Harry. And Mad-eye Moody, the last defense against the Dark Arts teacher, used the Imperius Curse on the students to show them how it feels like. Harry could almost fight that one.
One night, about a week and a half before the term started, he had another dream about Lord Voldemort attacking someone.
He entered a small house. There was a familiar man who stood up. "Voldemort!" he said.
"Old Lupin... Tell me where Harry Potter is and you will remain alive!"
"I would rather die than betraying Harry!" Lupin answered.
"Avada Kedavra!"
But that wasn't Voldemort's cold voice. That was another familiar voice - and Harry could never forget it. That was Sirius Black's voice. The green light that came from a dark corner of the house advanced on Lord Voldemort and then - pop! He disapparated.
Harry woke up with a start. His scar hurt a little, but there was no draining. Harry felt normal. He decided to go straight to Dumbledore and tell him about the dream, but he decided to sleep a little more hours. It was 4 a.m.
That's what he had done later. He went to Dumbledore's office but -
A stone gargoyle was standing in front of the door, moving only if someone says the password. Harry did not know it. He tried all the sweets' names this time but none of them worked. Then he said for himself: "Exactly when I have such informations about Voldemort..."
The door opened. "Voldemort? What a password!" Harry entered the nice room and saw Dumbledore studying some books.
"Harry! Good morning!" Dumbledore said.
"Professor, I had another dream last night", Harry said very fast.
"Take it slow, Harry! It is no reason to hurry." Harry explained the dream about Lupin and Sirius. Dumbledore wasn't surprised at all. "This was his obvious move", Dumbledore said. "Lupin knows that I brought you to Hogwarts. Now i should write a letter to Lupin and Sirius. I will think about this dream of yours. About this real thing."
"And only one thing... You need some books for the new year. Don't worry, I will send someone to buy them for you. It is not a wise thing to go to the Diagon Alley yourself." And Dumbledore's tone marked the end of the discussion.
Harry went to the library again. He now knew a way to resist the Avada Kedavra - to dodge it. The best was to disapparate. Voldemort knew that, because he did it in the dream Harry had. He really wanted to learn to apparate - he took a few books to read about it, to see the dangers and the reasons for them. Later, he went to lunch in the Great Hall. He quite liked it. Everyone ate at a single table so he could talk with the teachers. He noticed that last days professor Flitwick left the table after a minute or two. He was really in a hurry last days.
All the other days were spent in the library. Harry read about some interesting curses, like the Harzet curse that created a body bind, but it was not like the Petrificus totalus spell. This curse created small wooden branches that tied up a body, and the caster could move both the person and the branches easily. That way anyone could immobilize a person and move it wherever he wanted.
After three days, when he went to the Great Hall in the morning he saw some people who he had not expected to see... Lupin, Sirius, Dumbledore, two people who he did not know and...
There was a woman who he hasn't seen for a long time, but that wasn't possible. It was Mrs. Figg, to whom he went every time the Dursleys went somewhere in the town. But what was she doing at Hogwarts?
Harry stood there, thunderstruck. He did not move at all. Then -
"Harry!" Sirius saw him. Harry did not say anything. He was still looking at Mrs. Figg. "That is Arabella Figg", Sirius told him.
"But what is she doing here?" Harry asked surprisingly.
"Arabella is a witch from our old crowd. We..."
"I know her! I used to go to her when the Dursleys left the house! She can't be a witch!"
"I am", Mrs. Figg answered. "I am a witch and I am the one to who you used to come when the Dursleys did not want you."
"I mean - how can you be a witch?"
"I am, understand it."
"And", Dumbledore said," I think she will be your defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year. This is Mundugus Fletcher, he used to work at the Ministry but he decided it was better to come here to help us", he said pointing to a small man," And this is Fred Thunder, an old friend. They will help us this year against Voldemort."
They talked a bit, and then Harry went to the Gryffindor Common Room to try some of his new spells. He found his books on the table. He started reading them.
-1. Unexpected Events
-2. Arabella Figg
-3. The Portal
-4. Destruction
-5. Dirty Play
-6. The Mystery
-7. The First Step
-8. Erised
-9. The Connection
-10. Through The Walls
-11. Necklace Of The Dragonteeth
-12. An Unusual Night
-13. Invisibility Problems
-14. One Last Chance
-15. Alone
-16. Mage Vipers
-17. Removal
-18. Relief
Chapter 1: UNEXPECTED EVENTS
[A/N: If you see mistakes, please ignore them. They will be corrected later, both grammer, spelling and sentence mistakes(look at one of my reviews and see.]
[so let's continue...]
This fic is ancient. The other fic of mine(Harry potter and the shadow of darkness, just clink on my username) is a lot better. I didn't write in english that well when i started this fic. But i got used to it :) This becomes better after chapters 5 or 6. The first ones are just a bit... strange. Later it's better.
Harry Potter was in his summer holiday, between years 4 and 5, at the Dursleys, a place where he hated to live, because they were Muggles (non-magic people) and they really hated magic. They treated Harry as an animal. Even thought this year it was a great progress, it was still worse than it was at Hogwarts. They allowed him to do much more things than last year, maybe because they were quite scared of Sirius Black, who they knew as a murderer(but there were a few people who knew that he was innocent). The diet Dudley, the Dursley's son, had, had at last had some effect: Dudley was not as fat as before (but still very fat). Dudley's parents kept giving him very little quantities of food. But, unlike last year, Harry did not have any food from his friends. He could remember how Ron, Hermione, Sirius and Hagrid gave him cakes when he told them that he was starving. He had to do it this year, too, because, even if the Dursleys didn't starve him, they didn't give him much food either and he was used to eat a lot from Hogwarts.
Now, Harry was allowed to take his magical things in his room, and he could write his homework at daytime, without having to hide his things from the Dursleys. He really enjoyed that, doing homework on nighttime was very boring and he was too tired to do that in those moments.
It only was the beginning of the holiday. Harry decided to send a letter to Ron, saying that the Dursleys were keeping him starved. He tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and sent it. Hedwig had just disappeared from sight and there came another owl that brought another letter. Judging by the way if flew, it had to be Errol, the old Weasley family's owl Harry wondered why they didn't send the letter with Pig, Ron's owl. He allowed Errol to stay in Hedwig's cage, and it surely had to rest a few days there. The message tied to Errol's leg read:
Dear Harry,
I tried to convince mum to write to Dumbledore to ask when you can come to our house. And mum said that Dumbledore told her to take you only after a month. I am really sorry but that is all I could do.
Yours truly,
Ron
Hmm, Harry thought. He didn't think of going to Ron's yet. But this letter made him sadder then before. He continued writing one of his essays. But why didn't Dumbledore allow him to go to the Weasleys?
After about two weeks the way of living improved. Harry had something to eat with the help of Ron and Hermione. He started to make laugh of Dudley as the last year, saying that he ate a lot and was full. Dudley just kept giving him some strange looks.
And one night after, he had another dream about Voldemort. Harry was in a room. It was dark, because it was night. There was a man sleeping in a corner. A door opened with a slight sound and the man in bed woke up. He was certainly a wizard because he took his wand and -
"Sleep well" a cold voice said. The man said something, pointed his wand at Voldemort, who stopped the spell saying "Deffendo!". Then -
"Avada Kedavra!" the cold voice said and there was a burst of green light from the wand. Next moment the man was dead. Harry could see Voldemort exiting from the room with a cold laugh and then he instantly woke up.
His scar was burning. He couldn't feel any part of his body at all because of the pain. After the burning passed, he could think about what happened.
This dream was clearer than any dream about Voldemort he ever had. He could remember this a lot better, and knew that his dreams like this were all true, from the previous year. Someone had been murdered. He knew that he had to write a letter to Dumbledore. But when he wanted to wake up, he couldn't. He realized he was all drained. He felt like he had no power to stand up. He looked at the clock in the room - it was 4 o'clock in the morning. He tried then to rest. But he couldn't sleep. He was thinking about the dream. Had Voldemort started killing people like he killed before his first downfall?
Thoughts were moving within his mind. He thought and hoped it was not as bad as it looked. Then, after about two hours, he fell asleep again. He woke up at 11:26 in the morning. Some of the draining passed, but he still wasn't fully recovered. He walked to his table and took a parchment, writing to Dumbledore that he had a dream. He explained it very detailed. Then he said about being so drained after the dream.
Hedwig flew to him, as if she read his thoughts. Harry told her:
"To Dumbledore. Go fast, it's urgent". Hedwig flew away. It looked like Hedwig knew the danger and flew faster than usual.
He didn't have any dream in the following week, but he still thought about it. After three days, Hedwig returned. She looked really slow. She entered the window and stopped on Harry's hand, which took the letter. He realized that Hedwig had some feathers taken off - it looked like someone tried to stop her from taking the letter. Then, still worried about Hedwig and forgetting about the dream, he read:
"Dear Harry,
This dream of yours WAS real. We heard that a wizard from the ministry had been killed definitely with the Avada Kedavra curse in his own ministry office. But this is not as bad as the other things that happened.
I was right when I said that Voldemort would collect the dementors and giants and take them to his side. With the giants we were lucky. I sent Hagrid with Madame Maxime to try and have them at our side.
But we could not do anything against the dementors. Mr. Cornelius Fudge did not agree to dismiss them from Azkaban. But now he regrets it. All the dementors have joined Lord Voldemort. His most faithful servants from Azkaban were released. They are all on his side again.
As for you being drained, I have no idea, but I am working on it.
Best wishes,
Professor Albus Dumbledore"
Harry looked shocked after reading the letter. The Dementors have joined Lord Voldemort. And they were the creatures Harry feared most. He was scared of them more than of Voldemort himself. And every moment he could run into one. Even with a patronus, he was not completely sure he could escape one.
Days passed very fast, Harry couldn't remember what happened because he couldn't stop thinking about the threat that Voldemort caused. He, Harry Potter, was in real danger. The only thing he could remember was that he got a letter from Dumbledore, saying:
"Dear Harry,
Stay this summer at the Dursleys because it won't be good at all if you go anywhere else.
Albus Dumbledore"
Harry did not understand what Dumbledore meant with this, but as the life with the Dursleys was not so bad as before so he could live with them. He now had what to eat, with the help of his friends of course. He could now do his homework at any time of the day. But he still couldn't get out of the house.
Later, Harry received the letter from professor McGonagall saying what he had to buy for the fifth term. He just realized that he was at the middle of the summer, and that it was his birthday. After some minutes, pigwidgeon came through the window. It had a birthday letter from Ron. And later on that day, he received the letters from Hermione, Sirius and Hagrid. Hagrid's had a bunch of sweets he knew. There were some Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Chocolate frogs and some others. This day he cheered up a bit, answering to all the letters.
The Dursleys completely forgot about his birthday exactly as they forgot the last ones. Harry thought of reminding them, but this year life was better and he decided not to make it worse. And after some days, he had another dream about Voldemort. But this dream wasn't as clear as the previous one. He couldn't see where the murder had taken place. He saw Voldemort from a high place. Voldemort walked straight to a red thing like a portal. Harry just read about portals two days ago in an old book.
Voldemort walked to the portal and the light entered into him. Then he turned back to see that about 10 wizards went to kill him. All of them had their wands pulled out.
"Voldemort", one of them said.
"Aurors!" Voldemort answered. "You think you can hunt me down? Just try it!" The aurors all shot one spell towards Voldemort. Voldemort said "Inelus Frostus!" and a light blue ring shot from him in all directions. The aurors' spell hit Voldemort-
Harry woke up with a very strong pain in his scar. After the pain in the scar passed, he seemed like all his bones were broken. He thought Dudley tried to punch him while he was sleeping. When he wanted to write again to Dumbledore, he felt it again. He could barely move. The dream drained him again, but this time he was in pain. He really felt like he was dying. He fell asleep again without even thinking at anything.
Next day he didn't feel well. He sent a letter to Dumbledore. The food from his friends had been eaten. Then after one day, Dumbledore's answer came. This time it was a lot faster than before, because Hedwig wasn't caught by anyone. Harry took Dumbledore's letter, and read:
Dear Harry,
This is not good news at all. All aurors escaped alive, and they said they shot Curundulus charms to Voldemort, that causes the same pain you felt. I think the best thing is to come to Hogwarts in the holiday. Here we have Madam Pomfrey that can take care of you if something worse happens.
I will come to take you myself. See you,
Albus Dumbledore.
Going to Hogwarts wasn't a bad thing. It was better than staying at the Dursleys. At least there he had what to eat. There he could practice spells and read from the library when he was bored. But there was only one thing. How would Dumbledore come to him?
Another day passed. He felt rested. He did not feel drained anymore, but he could feel the pain in his bones, even that just a little. Then, he saw someone apparating in his room. But it was strange. At first Harry thought is was Voldemort. Then he saw that it was Dumbledore. Harry thought that was only his imagination.
"Hello Harry", Dumbledore said. "How are you?
This wasn't the question Harry waited from Dumbledore. Then Harry pointed his wand at Dumbledore and muttered "Show yourself!". That would show the real person who was, even if disguised or modified with a polyjuice potion.
"We have to go to Hogwarts, quick. But how could we?" Dumbledore asked again. Harry didn't say anything. "We cannot apparate because of two reasons: You do not know how and no one can apparate on Hogwarts grounds." Dumbledore took a look to see what was in the room. He then said "Harry, why don't you say anything?"
Harry started to feel a slight pain in his scar. What could be? No, he won't tell Dumbledore this. Harry felt there was something strange going on. "Would you mind traveling by Floo Powder?" Dumbledore asked. Harry agreed. He hasn't thought of anything else to bring him to Hogwarts. Then Dumbledore took some powder and went to the main room in the Dursley's house.
"Not more of your type!" Aunt Petunia screamed seeing them on the stairs.
Dumbledore ignored her. He told Harry to do the same. Then he threw some powder into the burning fire. He entered the green fire and took Harry with him, and said: "The Riddle House!"
No, it couldn't be, Harry thought. That certainly wasn't Dumbledore. But he used the showing spell on him! He remembered what the Riddle house was. It was the house where Voldemort lived with his parents.
When they reached the destination, Harry saw that he wasn't near Dumbledore anymore. He was with Lord Voldemort. At the moment Harry seen him, a very strong pain entered in his scar. He took a look to see where he was. He was indeed at the Riddle House, the place in his first dream. They stayed in a quite small room with dark walls. And there were the Death Eaters. He had seen Wormtail and Nagini, a giant snake. Next to them was Lucius Malfoy. The rest of the Death Eaters were behind them. Most of them should have been in Azkaban. And there, he saw none other than Severus Snape, his potions teacher, who had hatred towards Harry.
"This is, again, Harry Potter", Voldemort said. "I failed last time to prove that I am stronger than him. Now I will prove that Harry Potter cannot beat Lord Voldemort!" Voldemort looked at Harry. "Harry, are you ready for another duel?"
Harry couldn't fight Voldemort. He simply couldn't. Harry knew lots of hexes from the last year, but those couldn't compare to what Voldemort used. Voldemort used the Unforgivable curses. He knew that from the last time they met. Voldemort used the Cruciatus curse, Imperius curse and even tried the Avada Kedavra. This time, no one could help Harry. He knew that those were his last moments of living...
"Are you ready?" He asked again. Then seeing that Harry did not answer, he said: "Imperio!"
Harry knew exactly now the Imperius curse felt like. Voldemort could completely control any person with it... But Harry was one of the few who could fight it... Then he heard the distant voice saying:
"Say you're ready... Say you're ready..."
"Why?" another voice in Harry's head answered.
"SAY IT!"
"no!"
"SAY IT! NOW!"
"I won't!"
Then Voldemort removed the Imperius curse from Harry. Voldemort was angry, judging by the look of his face. He then said: "Harry, I know you are not a weak wizard. But you cannot be stronger than I am! Crucio!". Harry knew what would happen. He felt pain in all his body. When he couldn't resist the pain, Voldemort asked again: "Are you ready, Harry, for a duel?"
Voldemort stopped the cruciatus curse. But this couldn't make Voldemort happy. He surely was angrier... and an angry Voldemort was not to joke with... then, he said: "Avada Ked-"
"No you don't," said another cold voice, though not as cold as Voldemort's. Harry looked around to see who said that. And Voldemort answered that for him. "Severus... I knew that you would always be a traitor to me..."
All death eaters were looking to Snape. And Harry took the occasion, and tried to make a spell he heard in one of his dreams... "Inelus Frostus!" he said in a low voice so no one heard him. But nothing happened. "Inelus frostus!" he said again. A small white sphere created at the back of his wand. Then, he tried to be more convincing:"INELUS FROSTUS!"
Harry did it. A frozen circle grew bigger and bigger. It had frozen any Death Eaters there, the only ones who resisted the spell were Snape and Voldemort. "Brave of you, Harry" Voldemort said, taking Harry's wand from his hand and throwing it away speaking in an angry tone. Then Snape said "Expelliarmus!" and Voldemort's wand flew away. Harry knew that his own wand had a feather of the tail of the same phoenix as Voldemort's. That meant he could do well with Voldemort's wand as with his.
Voldemort was almost burning with anger, but he managed to stay calm. "Severus, you will pay for that!" he said with a calm, cold voice. Harry jumped to catch Voldemort's wand... And while he touched it, he heard "Expelliarmus!" from another person. It was a familiar voice... And then he saw who said it. It was the real Dumbledore, who just stepped out of the fire and took Harry's wand.
"Come, quick!" Dumbledore said throwing some floo powder into the fire. "Come fast!"
Harry understood why Dumbledore wanted to come fast. The Death Eaters weren't frozen anymore. All three of them entered into the fire, and Dumbledore said: "The Three Broomsticks!". Harry did not understand. Why not at Hogwarts?
When they reached the three broomsticks, Harry saw all the Hogwarts teachers there. Professor McGonagall was reading "Hogwarts, a History". Then he thought - maybe Hogwarts wasn't protected only anti-apparating. Maybe the Floo Powder was neutralized by Hogwarts magic as well.
"Thanks god, you're alive!" professor McGonagall said. "I thought You-Know-Who caught you both!" she looked at Snape and Harry.
"They're fine", Dumbledore said. After that, Harry, Snape and Dumbledore explained the situation.
"It looks like Voldemort" Everyone sighed when he said the name "is trying to recreate his army of Death Eaters. This time, having the Dementors at their side, we will have a very small chance of victory."
"You said something about Hagrid", Snape said.
"Yes," Dumbledore answered. "That will be of great help. Hagrid and Madame Maxime gathered what giants survived and put them on our side. You know, The giants are the only creatures the dementors are afraid of."
They talked about their chances of defeating Voldemort. After that, they went straight to Hogwarts. Dumbledore was very busy, as he had to strengthen the magic defenses around the castle. He put a magic field in the air that stopped the dementors' draining powers.
Harry mostly spent time in the library. It was boring anywhere else, because he was alone in the Gryffindor Tower. He had been practicing his spells, and he was learning new ones. Then he saw a book called "defense against advanced Dark Arts". This reminded him of the defense against the Dark Arts class. Who was the teacher?
Then he heard footsteps. And two people were talking:
"But how did he break it?" asked Dumbledore's voice.
"I do not know. A charm like that..." answered professor Flitwick. "She did not betray him?"
"I am sure she didn't." said Dumbledore.
"But then, how?"
"Harry! Had a nice day?" said Dumbledore.
"Quite" Harry answered. He knew that whatever Dumbledore was talking about he did not want to tell Harry about it yet.
Dumbledore took a book "Really Advanced Charms" and left. What they were talking about, Harry had no idea.
The days passed quite quickly. After Dumbledore put back that book, Harry took it. He saw about twenty charms, but he knew only one: the Fidelius charm. But this could not be the one Dumbledore looked for. He knew from his third year that the Fidelius charm makes one person another's Secret-Keeper. Then he put the book back and read a book that he wanted to read: Hogwarts, A History. Now Hermione could not annoy him so much when talking about that book.
Later Harry wanted to go to the restricted section of the library. But Madam Pince did not allow him at all.
"No. No student enters the restricted section! I have told you a hundred times. No!"
"Let him in", said Dumbledore, who just entered the room.
"But professor Dumbledore -" she said.
"Harry has the right to go into that section, if he wants to."
"Thank you, professor" said Harry.
This wasn't the first time Harry entered the Restricted Section. Once he entered with the invisibility cloak, and in the second year, Hermione had a dirty-earned signature from professor Lockhart. Harry looked at the titles, and chose a book "The Unforgivable Curses". He started reading about them, and at the Avada Kedavra section he even read his own name as the only survivor of the curse. He knew exactly how each of the other two felt like, because Voldemort used them both on Harry. And Mad-eye Moody, the last defense against the Dark Arts teacher, used the Imperius Curse on the students to show them how it feels like. Harry could almost fight that one.
One night, about a week and a half before the term started, he had another dream about Lord Voldemort attacking someone.
He entered a small house. There was a familiar man who stood up. "Voldemort!" he said.
"Old Lupin... Tell me where Harry Potter is and you will remain alive!"
"I would rather die than betraying Harry!" Lupin answered.
"Avada Kedavra!"
But that wasn't Voldemort's cold voice. That was another familiar voice - and Harry could never forget it. That was Sirius Black's voice. The green light that came from a dark corner of the house advanced on Lord Voldemort and then - pop! He disapparated.
Harry woke up with a start. His scar hurt a little, but there was no draining. Harry felt normal. He decided to go straight to Dumbledore and tell him about the dream, but he decided to sleep a little more hours. It was 4 a.m.
That's what he had done later. He went to Dumbledore's office but -
A stone gargoyle was standing in front of the door, moving only if someone says the password. Harry did not know it. He tried all the sweets' names this time but none of them worked. Then he said for himself: "Exactly when I have such informations about Voldemort..."
The door opened. "Voldemort? What a password!" Harry entered the nice room and saw Dumbledore studying some books.
"Harry! Good morning!" Dumbledore said.
"Professor, I had another dream last night", Harry said very fast.
"Take it slow, Harry! It is no reason to hurry." Harry explained the dream about Lupin and Sirius. Dumbledore wasn't surprised at all. "This was his obvious move", Dumbledore said. "Lupin knows that I brought you to Hogwarts. Now i should write a letter to Lupin and Sirius. I will think about this dream of yours. About this real thing."
"And only one thing... You need some books for the new year. Don't worry, I will send someone to buy them for you. It is not a wise thing to go to the Diagon Alley yourself." And Dumbledore's tone marked the end of the discussion.
Harry went to the library again. He now knew a way to resist the Avada Kedavra - to dodge it. The best was to disapparate. Voldemort knew that, because he did it in the dream Harry had. He really wanted to learn to apparate - he took a few books to read about it, to see the dangers and the reasons for them. Later, he went to lunch in the Great Hall. He quite liked it. Everyone ate at a single table so he could talk with the teachers. He noticed that last days professor Flitwick left the table after a minute or two. He was really in a hurry last days.
All the other days were spent in the library. Harry read about some interesting curses, like the Harzet curse that created a body bind, but it was not like the Petrificus totalus spell. This curse created small wooden branches that tied up a body, and the caster could move both the person and the branches easily. That way anyone could immobilize a person and move it wherever he wanted.
After three days, when he went to the Great Hall in the morning he saw some people who he had not expected to see... Lupin, Sirius, Dumbledore, two people who he did not know and...
There was a woman who he hasn't seen for a long time, but that wasn't possible. It was Mrs. Figg, to whom he went every time the Dursleys went somewhere in the town. But what was she doing at Hogwarts?
Harry stood there, thunderstruck. He did not move at all. Then -
"Harry!" Sirius saw him. Harry did not say anything. He was still looking at Mrs. Figg. "That is Arabella Figg", Sirius told him.
"But what is she doing here?" Harry asked surprisingly.
"Arabella is a witch from our old crowd. We..."
"I know her! I used to go to her when the Dursleys left the house! She can't be a witch!"
"I am", Mrs. Figg answered. "I am a witch and I am the one to who you used to come when the Dursleys did not want you."
"I mean - how can you be a witch?"
"I am, understand it."
"And", Dumbledore said," I think she will be your defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year. This is Mundugus Fletcher, he used to work at the Ministry but he decided it was better to come here to help us", he said pointing to a small man," And this is Fred Thunder, an old friend. They will help us this year against Voldemort."
They talked a bit, and then Harry went to the Gryffindor Common Room to try some of his new spells. He found his books on the table. He started reading them.