[A/N]: Okay…on the very good advice of Veronik and Chronotiger86, I've mad this chapter a flashback to the summer…I hope it'll explain some things and if  your still confused, review and I'll write it in somewhere….on to the story!

DISCLAIMER: Everything about Harry Potter and his world that I would love to be in belongs to the goddess J.K Rowling…I wish not to have her wrath upon me, or her lawyers!!!

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CHAPTER 4: Summer Lovin'…Havin' a Blast (Love the Grease flick)

[A/N]: Everything after \\ very long flashback// take place during the summer, okay?

        Harry apparated home after the other's left. He had no desire to wait for his uncle who would; despite his fear of Harry, which due to recent events intensified, leave him stranded in London. Harry found himself in his bedroom at number 4, Privet Drive and settled himself into bed. Lying face up, his hands behind his head; Harry found himself thinking back to the days after his fifteenth birthday, when this had all started….

\\ Very Long Flashback //

       'Mum?' Harry, unsure of what he was hearing, had just thought his dead mother had just spoken to him. This, considering all that had just happened, could have actually occurred.

       'Yes Harry, it's me' A gentle voice responded to his musings.

      'How is this happening?'

     'Think Harry…Look at what's happened, you have the knowledge and the experience of dozens of loves, now tell me; how can this be happening?'

Lily Potter sounded like a teacher; guiding him to the answer rather than just giving it to him.

   'Well I was apprentice charms professor before we went into hiding, now tell me…what happened to make my memory reside in the back of your little head, Hmm?'

  'Err; you had the Warrior Spirit, no? And the others chose you to be my guide because you're me mother?'

  'Good work Harry! You catch on quick! Now, have your fun and write your essay for Severus' class…We have a lot of work to do'

  'Yeah okay…wait a minute…SEVERUS?!' but his mothers presence was gone.

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       Harry went to bed that night tired, aching, and sweating. Lily was right; he did have a lot to do. Running, weight lifting, practicing sword fighting, daggers, and throwing knives and stars took a lot out of a person, even a magically assisted one. The worst by far though was War Havikar'ta; arm-to-arm combat using speed, agility, not to mention wandless magic (which Harry could do in abundance), to knock out your opponent before he knew what hit him. This style of fighting was long-since forgotten, the only people to ever have learned it after the Havikar'ta tribe disappeared was those with the Warrior Spirit.

     'Harry? On Saturday, you may have a break, but starting Sunday you have to work on your major-magus and telepathic skills. I know you have your animagus form down-pact, but a phoenix isn't as inconspicuous as a bird or dog'

   Another thing Harry hadn't known before his transformation was that there were several levels of –magi shifters. The first; although rare itself, was the most common, animagi. Animagi could turn into one animal that suits their personality. The second, minor-magis, was a person who could turn into anywhere from one to five animals. His mother became a minor-magus after her transformation. Finally, there was major-magis. This is what Harry was. It was the ability to turn into any animal, magical or not. Few powerful wizards have this ability and they loose it because they cannot harness or control the power it takes to complete the transformations.

   'Oh, and don't forget your Dream Scrying, I believe there's an Order of the Phoenix meeting tonight and it's important to know what Dumbledore's planning'

  'Right'. The Order of the Phoenix was started during the rise of Grindlewald and resurfaced for Voldermort's first reign. Dressed in hooded red and gold robes, these generally powerful wizards (with the exception of Wormtail) tried to counter-act Death Eater attacks. Until Harry had 'incapacitated' Voldie, they weren't doing much good; probably because Wormtail was a spy. In any case, they were back, and they were going to be a thorn in Harry's side.  Harry wasn't much of a babysitter, even if this was his duty, his destiny.  And when the final battle, undoubtedly on Hogwarts grounds, came, he made plans for his escape.

~*DREAM*~

     Harry, using his Dream Scrying ability, was able to spy on the Order of The Phoenix meeting. The room in which the meetings were held was huge, a circle of mahogany chairs with gold inlay were set in a circle in the center of the room. Pillars of pure white marble held up the cathedral style ceiling. Red carpet with a golden trim led from the circle to huge double doors. The doors were beautifully carved mahogany like the chairs. When together, the doors formed a huge lion with golden eyes battling a serpent with menacing rubies for its eyes. In the center, a phoenix with gleaming emeralds in its eyes separated the two. The room was supposed to be grand and intimidating, Harry thought it over done. For a group that was supposed to be fighting a battle between good and evil, they put far too much emphasis on decoration. No wonder Voldie got so far during the last reign.  Ah well, leave it to Arthur's descendants and his Order not to understand how important the tiny things were.  Dumbledore was a smart man, there was no doubt in that, but even his very own phoenix prevented him, or anyone else, from realizing and making the connections to what they really were.

         The impressive doors opened, and a parade of wizards raging from relatively young, and old, though not as old as Dumbledore, entered and sat in their respective seats.

    'I call to order the third meeting of the Order of the Phoenix since Voldermort's second rise of Voldermort,' Dumbledore's uncharacteristically serious voice began, 'We have all heard of the attack on Diagon Alley, but our main concern is the mysterious savoir, we must find out who he is…Severus, what is Voldermort's position on all of this?'

Severus Snape stood up, visibly uncomfortable and sulky at having to wear Gryffindor coloured robes over his usual black.

  'To be honest he's having a hissy fit,' nervous chuckles that were scattered around the circle were silenced with a glare from Snape, 'He has no idea who it was and he can't even figure out what chant he used to knock out the Death Eaters, he didn't even use a wand! He's only lucky he sent out trainees under the poor command of Pettigrew instead of more competent Death Eaters. All we know is that the closest thing to the language the chant was in hasn't been used in over five hundred years.' Severus, and everyone else in the Order looked visibly distressed about the lack if information of either side. Dumbledore's thoughtful gaze was turned to the doors.  A lion battling a serpent, a phoenix on neither side; but in the middle maintaining the balance.

  'Thank you Severus,' Snape sat back down, 'Now, we are all aware of the innocence of member Sirius Black,' nods of agreement were made, 'I plan to him and Remus Lupin take over the Defense Against Dark Arts position, and Severus has agreed to start a dueling club,' Severus responded with a curt nod, 'Also, to raise morale, another Yule Ball will be held, extra security form the Order would be needed as it is an ideal time to attack. Hogsmeade visits will have stricter security' Harry groaned from his position in the shadows. It was very good thing they couldn't see him now. If they did, they would see his horrified and nervous expression as he imagined asking Ginny to the Ball.

     The meeting dragged on the rest of the night; talking of Hagrid's progress with the giants, (they were going to stay neutral), and Sirius' work with the Ministry to get the Dementor's out of Azkaban, they were having no luck, Fudge still had a strong grip despite his imminent removal from office. Finally, they came to something that interested Harry, they were talking about him.

    'Arabella? Can you tell us how things are with Harry?'

'Well what do we have here?' Harry whispered to himself, 'Dumbledore's been keeping tabs on me something? Undoubtedly for my own 'protection', with the wards he put on there before, Voldermort could do some quick spell work and 'pop' he's in'.

'Yes, well,' the cabbage-scented old lady stood, 'A few days ago, there was a huge magical surge from Number4, and its presence is still there!' While Arabella looked distressed, and others were whispering possible theories amongst themselves, Harry sported a self-satisfied smirk. 'Don't they know anything?' If they had, they would have realized it was the wards he had placed upon the house.

         Every one snapped out of their reverie when Dumbledore called the meeting to a close.   Rather than going out with the others through the main doors, Albus went off into the side.  He had some research to do.  It appeared that he was breeching a Law of the Order, not telling the others what he thought, giving them all equal information.  Or maybe, he had yet to make the connection.

    'About time,' he thought, 'I got a few letters to write'.

~*END DREAM*~

      Harry woke up, still very tired from the earlier day's work. He looked to Hedwig's perch and noticed she had a letter tied to her leg. It was from Ginny!

He eagerly opened the note, it read-

   'Dear Harry,

    You asked if I would tell my family about being a Parselmouth in your last letter. The truth is; I don't think I will, not yet anyway. How can I tell them that besides setting a Basilisk on the school, I'm also a Parselmouth because of that stupid diary? [A/N: that's for you Veronik!]

   Anyway, on to more pleasant things…How are you? I hope you're having fun at least; Tom has been keeping the wizarding world on its toes the last few days. Oh! You won't believe the stupidity of The Daily Prophet, (read the article I enclosed), how dense are they? Make your next letter pleasant and interesting 'cause I'm bored and miserable. Hermione's here, but she's busy flirting with Ron though blatantly refusing to admit she likes him, Ron's the same. I've gotta run, the twins are causing a ruckus.

P.S: Congrats on Sirius' freedom.  It's a pity your still with the Muggles but chin up and all that

        Love, Ginny

   Harry pulled out the article Ginny had sent him,

                      'MYSTEROIUS SAVIOR GRYFFINDOR?         By Belinda Ryshore

             Reports by historians for the Ministry Of Magic say that the mysterious man that saved Diagon Alley from the Death Eater attack a few days

            Past bears a striking resemblance to Hogwarts founder, Godric Gryffindor.

                  Many scoff at the idea of a wizard almost a thousand years dead coming back to life; but the closest language found that fits the wandless

          Chant used by the savior on the attack on Diagon Alley hasn't been used in over five hundred years. Could it be that a Light warrior has come back from the dead to help us in our battle? Skeptics say no, after all no spell can re-awake the dead. But believers say that there are other ways to call help from beyond the grave.'

         Harry laughed out right, this is why he loved Ginny; she used Voldermort's proper name, Ginny never pitied him for what happened during the Third Task and she didn't try to pressure him to tell her what happened or try to understand it. She was there to support him. It was actually a hard thing to find. With that final thought, he wandlessly conjured a quill, parchment and ink and began two letters, one to Ginny, which he would send when Hedwig got back with his first letter, he began on it…

                 'Draco Malfoy…

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