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HARRY POTTER AND THE STAFF OF POWER
Chapter 8: An Explanation
Harry got up to his room and jumped on his bed to see the letters that were awaiting his opening.
"Ah three letters. Must be from Ginny, Ron and Hermione."
He took the letter from Hedwig.
"Thanks Hedwig." She nibbled his finger and made her way to her cage. He then took the letters from Fawkes.
"Thanks Fawkes." "You are welcome my young friend." Harry looked at the bird strangely. It was the second time that Fawkes had seemed to say something to Harry. Harry didn't quite know what to make of it. He would ask Dumbledore about it the next time he saw him. Fawkes looked at Harry and flew onto the window sill. Back to Dumbledore's office no less thought Harry.
He heard a pop and Sirius stood behind him. "Well….are you going to open your letters? Or do I need to steal them from you and open them for you?" Asked Padfoot from behind Harry.
Harry turned around to meet his godfather's gaze. "Of course I am going to open them. Can I have time to sit down and relax master?" Harry said sarcastically.
"Yes of course." Sirius laughed. Harry first opened the letter that he saw was from Ginny. He read it and thought to himself for a minute. Why couldn't Ginny come to Hogwarts to do her report? Harry looked up from his bed to ask Sirius a question.
"Hey Sirius, you awake?"
Sirius got up from the bed. "Ya. What's up?"
"Um..well…Ginny has a report to do for Professor Binns and she can't seem to find any of the books she needs at home. So do you think that she could come here and do it?" Asked Harry with his best imitation of puppy dog eyes.
"Sure, Dumbledore said that the Weasleys could come whenever they want." Sirius was thinking about this Ginny girl. "Ginny, she is Ron's sister right?"
Harry looked up from the letter. "Yes. Actually, to tell the truth I was surprised that she actually wrote to me this summer. She has always been pretty shy towards me. I think that she had a crush on me for a while. I'm glad that she has gotten over that and can actually talk to me like a person now."
Sirius just laughed. "Oh Harry. You are so much like your father it is scary. He had the girls drooling over him as well. I remember this one time in our sixth year; Dumbledore told the school that there was going to be a dance. Right after he said it, your father was mauled by what looked like a runaway pack of hippogriffs. But it was just all the Gryffindor girls. The look on your mother's face. Uh!" Sirius made a painful face. "If you mother's glare could kill, they all would have dropped dead on the spot."
Harry couldn't help but grin. He loved hearing stories about his parents. He couldn't get enough. Harry looked over to Sirius. "I love hearing stories about my parents. Do you have anymore?"
Sirius had an expression of shock on his face. "DO I HAVE ANYMORE? Are you crazy? I could go on for the rest of my life with stories about them." Sirius yawned. "But not tonight. We have the whole summer to talk about this. Besides, I am getting old. I need my sleep .Goodnight Harry."
"Goodnight Sirius." Harry turned away and heard Sirius collapse on his pillow. Harry turned his attention to the letters in front of him. He wrote his letter to Ginny.
Dear Ginny,
I feel your pain. Essays are horrible, especially for Snape or Binns. The most boring's teacher in the world and the slimiest git in the world. I read what you said about your report and why don't you come up to the castle and do it her? I can help you; it actually is kind of weird being the only kid in the entire castle. You letter seemed kind of down. Everyone is doing something but you. I know the feeling. But I do hope that the twins are making something up that we can try out on the Slytherins this year. That would be great. Ask your parents when you can come up to the castle. See you soon.
Much Love,
Harry
Harry finished Ginny's letter and went to open what he thought was Hermione's letter. He was shocked to see that it was another letter from Ginny. When he read it he smirked. Fawkes did seem to have a mind of his own. Harry took his letter to Ginny and added an ending.
P.S. I just read your second letter. AT LAST. Finally Fawkes has acted like more than a bird to someone else. I can swear that he is part human. Weird things phoenixes are. I just sounded like Professor Dumbledore. Anyway you can come up to the castle whenever you want. Ask your parents.
Harry opened the last letter. It was from Ron. He read it.
Dear Ron,
I know. I was shocked to find out that I was a prefect. I hope it doesn't have to do with Voldemort trying to kill me. That bloody bastards doesn't know when to quit. So yes I am staying at Hogwarts for the rest of the summer. Snuffles and Remus are with me. It should be an 'interesting' summer. I hope that I can come down to The Burrow to ride up with you on the Hogwarts Express. I don't feel like waiting up here for you guys. Oh and don't get you hair in a twist about me writing to Ginny. SHE wrote me first. I enjoy writing to her. You forget that she is a person and has feelings too. After what happened her first year in sorry I didn't talk to her more. Listen to me when I say this. DO NOT WORRY ABOUT HERMIONE. She said that she and Victor Krum are just friends. I for one trust Hermione. You don't think that she would let him try anything do you? So don't worry. Like I told Ginny, ask your parents when you can come up to the castle. Talk to you later.
Your Best Friend,
Harry
Harry took the letters and looked up toward Hedwig.
"Her you go Hedwig. Can you take these to Ron and Ginny?" All she did was look at him. He could tell that she was tired. He saw her point her beak at the window and slowly go to sleep. Harry turned toward the window to see Fawkes staring at Harry. It seems that Hedwig is tired and wants me to use Fawkes.
"So Fawkes, you up to taking these letters to the Weasleys?" Fawkes did what looked like nodding and let Harry tie the letters to his leg. He took off into the night and disappeared.
Harry sat back down and jumped on his bed falling asleep as his head hit the pillow.
Harry was in the middle of a dream. It wasn't like the usual dreams that he had. This time it wasn't a memory. It was a dream like Voldemort was going to do something.
All Harry could see was dark. Then he could feel like he was on familiar ground. What it looked like he was seeing was a lot of black robbed men walking around another man. 'This must be Voldemort.' Harry thought. 'Where am I? He better not be getting ready to attack some poor smuggles. That bastard.' Harry was getting ready curse him when he looked up at the sign on the corner street.
'Privet Drive'
'OH SHIT! They found out where the Dursleys live. But how? I thought Professor Dumbledore said that they had some sort of protective barrier on the house.' Harry tried to make himself wake up, but was unsuccessful. He had never had a dream like this before. Most of his dreams were either memories or of something that Voldemort was doing. None of the dreams lasted this long. He normally woke up a couple of minutes after the dream starts.
Harry could do nothing but sit and watch. He felt so helpless. Much like how he felt in the graveyard. He wanted to help Cedric, but his scar hurt more than it has ever hurt in his entire life. He now felt that helpless, maybe more. At least there he was actually there and could try to do something. This time he was hopelessly and utterly hopeless.
He watched as the Death Eaters made their way into his Aunt and Uncle's house. Voldemort emerged and walked threw the house with his wand in front of him. He made his way up the stairs and to where Dudley's spare bedroom was.
He opened the door and saw nothing. Harry heard Voldemort say to a Death Eater. 'This is the room. This is where Potter was.' All his fears were right. Voldemort had used his visions to find out where Harry was kept during the summers. NO! He had to wake up and warn the Dursleys. Sure he hated them, but he didn't want them dead. Voldemort then kicked in Dudley's room to see the fat boy sleeping on his bed. 'Take him; I will search the rest of the house.'
'Yes my Lord.' Was all the Death Eater responded. Voldemort then made his way to Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's room. He opened the door and pointed his wand toward the ceiling and yelled something that Harry couldn't hear as what sounded like firecrackers flew out of Voldemort's wand. His Aunt and Uncle were woken up immediately.
His Uncle looked up to what woke him up and looked up with all the blood draining from his face. 'What do you want? I demand that you get out of my house NOW!' Harry was startled that Uncle Vernon would talk to Voldemort like that. But then again, Uncle Vernon did not have the slightest idea who he was yelling at.
Voldemort could do nothing but laugh. He pointed his wand toward his Aunt and yelled 'CRUCIO.' His aunt rolled out of bed with screams. Uncle Vernon got out of bed and ran towards this man that was making his wife scream like she was. 'IMPEDIMENTA.' Harry heard from Voldemort's wand as Uncle Vernon froze where he was. Voldemort walked up to him and spoke.
'Where is Potter?' Voldemort asked as he released the man from his curse.
Uncle Vernon quickly answered the man. 'He went to that freaky school of his.' Right when Vernon finished saying these words he knew he said something wrong. He just said that he was at his freaky school. The men who were in his house were obliviously some of those freaks.
Voldemort looked at the man more closely. 'Freaky school did you say? I also went to this freaky school of his. So you must think that I am a freak.' Spat Voldemort looking into the shaking body of Vernon Dursley. 'I was going to kill you quickly, but I shall show you what us freaks can do.' Voldemort then looked to his death eaters. 'Make the rest of their sorry excuse for a life unpleasant then finish them off.' Commanded Voldemort as he walked down the street and apparated away. Harry woke up with a very concerned Sirius shaking him. Harry was dragged back into reality.
A very worried looking Sirius was looking over Harry. "HARRY! Are you alright? I woke up hearing you screaming and tossing and turning in your sleep. What's wrong?" Sirius looked at Harry's forehead to see that his scar was bleeding. "Harry, your scar."
Harry just looked up at his Godfather and got some clothes on and grabbed Sirius by the arm and ran out into the castle. "We have to see Professor Dumbledore now!"
When Harry and Sirius reached the Gargoyle statue, Sirius said the password and they made their way into Professor Dumbledore's office. They walked in to see a bed where a wall was supposed to be. "It seems that Professor Dumbledore sleeps in his office."
Sirius and Harry were startled when a voice answered them. "Indeed I do. Now may I ask why you are here in my office at three in the morning?" Asked the Headmaster in a somewhat stern tone of voice.
"We have to go to the Dursleys NOW! I had a dream, Voldemort killing them. WE HAVE TO GO NOW!" demanded Harry.
Dumbledore didn't even respond. He pointed his wand at himself and changed his clothes just as fast. He pointed his wand at Sirius and the same happened. He looked down towards Harry. "Stay here Harry. We will check it out and be right back."
"No. I want to go." Pleaded Harry.
Sirius looked at his godson. "No. It is too dangerous. Just wait here until we return. Dumbledore gave a wave of his wand and a bed stood in front of Harry.
"Please Harry, sleep in the bed. My office is well protected. You will be fine." Dumbledore looked toward Sirius. "Shall we go?" Sirius took a hold of Dumbledore and they disappeared. Harry thought that you couldn't apparate in Hogwarts. Then he recalled that Sirius had to hold on to Dumbledore. Seems like only Dumbledore could apparate in and out of Hogwarts. Harry sat on the bed and couldn't help but lay down. He fell asleep.
Harry woke up to find out that he was sleep for four hours. He stood up and remembered he was in Professor Dumbledore's office. Where was he? Why were he and Sirius gone for so long? His questions were answered when the two men apparated back into the office.
Both men had somber expressions on their faces. They did not look happy. Harry ran up to his godfather.
"What happened? Are they alright?" Asked Harry.
Sirius looked down to his godson and put his hands on his shoulders. Dumbledore walked toward Harry and spoke. "Harry I have bad news. When we got there all three of them had been under the Cruciatus Curse too long. We believe that the Death Eaters were going to kill them but we arrived. They have been taken to St. Mungo's. I'm sorry."
Harry didn't now what to feel. He was sorry that the only bloody family was now insane, but another part was glad that they got what they deserved. Dumbledore read Harry's expression.
"Harry, are you alight?"
Harry looked toward the headmaster. "I don't know. I am sad that this happened. But a little part of me thinks that they got what the deserved." Tears were coming down his cheeks. "Why me? Why does this have to always happen to me?"
Sirius swooped Harry into a hug. "I don't know. I don't know."
Dumbledore took a deep breathe and looked at them. "Harry, Sirius please sit down." He motioned for them to sit down in the chairs in front of his desk. "Harry do you remember when you asked me why Voldemort wanted to kill you?"
"Yes sir."
"Well, it is time that you find out." Dumbledore looked toward Harry threw his half-moon spectacles. "It is time that I tell you everything." Dumbledore sighed to himself and began talking. "This all started years before you were even born. I know that you and the whole school think that Professor Treelawney is a fraud, but she is actually quite the opposite." Harry and Sirius both gave snickered. Dumbledore joined them. "I know, but she was. Five years before you were born, while you parents were still in school, she had a trance much like what you described she had during your third year. Her words were this:
When the world is being plagued by a great evil, the evil being the worst form of Slytherin.
This evil spreading throughout the world like locus.
Nothing shall stand in its way. Nothing can defeat it,
Except one. There is only one that can defeat the great evil.
A boy. The Heir to Gryffindor shall rise to meet the evil.
A boy, son of the stag and phoenix, born a sorcerer.
The evil's power is nothing compared to this boy.
The boy, not knowing his past, shall learn about the great evil.
Evil shall wreak havoc on the boy. Try to destroy the boy in all its forms.
Great love will cover the boy to realize his destiny. For when he realizes it, the great evil should be no more. For The Heir to Gryffindor shall triumph over the Heir of Slytherin.
Both Harry and Sirius were staring at the headmaster with their mouths open.
"The only person who can truly defeat the Heir of Slytherin is the Heir of Gryffindor. Godric Gryffindor was the only wizard that could face Slytherin. After the four founders of Hogwarts parted ways Salazar became the most powerful dark lord of all time. Godric was the only person who could muster a defense to the dark lord. In the end, Godric killed Salazar with the help of the love of his life. Her name was Miranda Stevens. I am the descendant of Miss Stevens. My ancestors have passed down this story to each generation. In case of the Slytherin Heir shall ever return. My role is to help Griffyndor's Heir to meet Slytherin's Heir." Dumbledore took a breath and there was a ten second moment of silence before he started again. "Back to our time. A spy for Voldemort got wind of this prophecy and presented it to his master. Then Voldemort waited until this boy was born. When he was born, he knew as I did that this boy was Harry Potter." Harry was going to protest but Dumbledore continued. "When a wizarding child is born, the child is born with a wizarding classification. The classifications are:" Dumbledore took out his wand and wrote in thin air much like Tom Riddle did in the Chamber of Secrets.
Grand Sorcerer
Sorcerer 3
Sorcerer 2
Sorcerror1
Wizard/Witch 3
Wizard/Witch 2
Wizard/Witch 1
Squib 3
Squib 2
Squib 1
Voldemort and I are the only wizards in the world with a classification of Sorcerer 3. Harry, you were born with a classification of Sorcerer 1. That is how I knew that you were the boy in the prophecy. You Father's family are the direct descendants to Godric Gryffindor. I told him about all this and that is why he went into hiding. And that is why Voldemort has always wanted you dead."
Harry didn't now what to think. Him, the Heir of Gryffindor. What is Dumbledore on? Is something wrong with him?
"And you think that Harry is this boy?" Sirius asked. Dumbledore nodded. Harry kept shaking his head.
"I do. Harry, what I tell you is the truth." Dumbledore stood up from his desk and brought something back with him. "Didn't you even wonder why you pulled this out of the sorting hat in your second year?" Dumbledore said while giving Harry the sword of Gryffindor.
"If I am the Heir of Gryffindor, then why did the sorting hat want to put me in Slytherin?" Harry asked Dumbledore.
"The Sorting Hat WHAT?" Yelled Sirius.
Dumbledore almost laughed. It would have been funny if the situation the three were talking wasn't so serious.
"I have a theory about that. You were born with Gryffindor's power in your blood. Now when you were one, Voldemort gave you that scar." Said Dumbledore pointing to his scar. "The sorting had sensed both the power of Gryffindor and Slytherin in you. It wanted to put you in Slytherin because the Slytherin power was put into you after you were born and was thus newer to your body. Both powers were equal so that is why the sorting hat let you choose."
"Oh…If I am the boy in the prophecy, how can I possibly defeat Voldemort? Last year, I was nothing against him."
"I have arranged for you to be trained. That is partly why I wanted you to come here for the summer. "
"Who will be training me?" Asked Harry.
"I have asked Alastor Moody to help train you. There will be others…Now I believe that you have had enough shock for one day and I insist that you go to your dormitory and drink this." Dumbledore gave Harry what he recognized as dreamless sleep potion.
"Yes sir."
"Very well you may leave."
Sirius let go of Harry's arm. "I will be up in a couple of minutes." Harry nodded and left the room.
Sirius was in disbelief.
"I can't believe James didn't tell me this." Dumbledore looked at the man before him.
"He had a good reason. I told him not to tell anyone. Can you imagine the danger the person would be in if they knew. If Voldemort found out that someone knew, they would be a target. James didn't want that to happen."
Sirius looked back at the headmaster. "I guess I see your point. But I just feel horrible for Harry. He has gone through enough already. He shouldn't have to go through all this."
Dumbledore stood up. "Yes I agree, but there is no one else. I may be powerful, but I can't defeat Voldemort alone. Harry must play a role in Voldemort's defeat."
"Headmaster, do you feel it is necessary to warn the family's of Harry's friends? They are as in as much danger as he is. Voldemort would want them dead as well Harry. Harry considers them his family and Voldemort could use them to get to Harry. James' situation and the situation now are much different. Before Voldemort didn't now who the Heir of Gryffindor was. Now he DOES know. Everyone around that Heir would be in danger."
Dumbledore pondered the question and then looked toward the man and nodded. "Yes, that would be a good idea. I will tell the Weasleys and the Grangers. I have something else for you." Dumbledore went to get a chest and presented it to Sirius. "What is in this chest Harry would want? I was going to give it to him, but I think that you should." Sirius nodded and left the Headmaster's office.
Sirius walked up to Harry's dormitory room. He didn't know what was in the chest, but he would open it with Harry. Dumbledore thinks it is important, so it must be. Sirius got to Harry's dorm to find that Harry was on his bed crying. Sirius put down the chest and went toward his godson. He turned Harry over and embraced him in a hug.
"It's not fair. It's not fair. I just want to live a normal life. Why can't I?" Harry said while the tears were falling down on his cheeks. Sirius didn't know how to respond to that.
"I'm sure that is what your father said." Sirius then pulled Harry's face to face his own. "I remember that when you were born he was the happiest man on Earth. All he would do is look at you and tears of joy would leak out. One of the last things that he said to me was that if anything was to happen to him, he would want me to take care of you. I know that I have not done a good job for the first part of your life….but I would like to try to fulfill my promise to him."
Harry looked up toward his godfather. "You haven't done a bad job. You were just sidetracked. I forgive you." Harry was now whipping the tears away from his face. "What's in the chest?"
"Oh." Sirius got up from the bed and retrieved the chest and brought it to the bed. "Before I left his office, Dumbledore gave me this and told me that we should open it together." They both nodded and opened the chest. What they found made tears swell Sirius' eyes. Harry wondered what was in there and took a look.
"What are those?" Harry asked.
Sirius pulled out the two pieces of wood. "These Harry…Are your parent's wands. Dumbledore must have retrieved them from Godric's Hollow. He must have wanted you to have them." Harry was now no longer controlling his tears. They were free falling down his cheeks. Sirius looked into the chest again and found something else. "This is your mother's wedding ring." Harry took it in his hands. It was absolutely gorgeous. It had red and yellow gems forming a circle around a giant diamond.
"Wow. This is amazing." Harry said with his mouth open.
Sirius laughed. "Yes. I remember when your father asked me if Lily would like the ring. He told me that the ring had been in his family for generations. I guess that explains the red and gold. Gryffindor colors." They both had a moment of silence. Sirius again reached into the chest and retrieved one more item.
"What is that?" Asked Harry looking at a necklace.
"This is a necklace that belonged to your grandmother. I remember your father giving it to your mother during our sixth year. Sirius open the locket on the necklace and Harry saw that it looked like the clock the Weasleys had in their house. On each side of the locket there were the names of Lily Potter: DANGER and James Potter: DANGER.
Harry looked at the word DANGER and more tears leaked down his cheeks. Sirius noticed it and closed the locket. "I'm sorry Harry; I didn't know that was going to say that." He pulled Harry into another hug.
"It's okay." Harry then helped Sirius put all the items back into the chest and put it near Harry's nightstand. Sirius then put his hands on Harry's shoulders.
"Like Dumbledore said, you have been heard a lot today. Now take your potion and go to sleep." Harry nodded and took the potion. He felt the familiar feelings and drifted into a dreamless sleep. Sirius took the bottle from Harry and noticed that he had not taken the whole amount. Sirius thought to himself for a minute. Harry wasn't the only one to hear the shock that Dumbledore had told him. This was news to Sirius as well. He now knew why his best friend was killed. A million thoughts were coming in his mind. He took a breath, sat on a bed and drank the rest of the potion that Harry didn't finish. All the thought Sirius had disappeared as he fell into a deep sleep.
A/N: Sorry for the wait. My laptop actually came in. I couldn't believe it. I should be posting much more frequently. Thanx for all the reviews. Do not worry. I know that a lot of people have done the whole Heir of Gryffindor thing, but my story is much more than that. We will get some suprises. There is still much more to come.