Chapter 3
Harry appeared next to Gringotts with a small *pop*, and walked in the building. He walked up to the nearest goblin and asked to be taken to his vault. After the quick ride down the tunnels he scoped out more then enough Galleons to pay for the ingreatants. Then exting the bank, he made his way to the Apothecary and began looking for the supplies, he found the dragon liver just fine but was having trouble looking for the Chimaera blood, so had to ask for help. He went up to the counter.
"Excuse me I was wondering if you could help me locate something." Harry asked rather forcefully, he had to, since with all his cosmetic charms on him he looked at least 25 years old.
"Yes, what by chance are you looking for?" questioned the store clerk.
"1/3 pint of Chimaera blood." Harry stated getting rather bored and wanting to get back so he can make his potion.
The clerk did a double look at Harry to check him out, and blinked a few times. The clerk wondered 'Why would he need that?!, he certainly doesn't look like a dark wizard, actually he kind of reminds me of Dumbledore.' "Did you say Chimaera blood?"
"Yes" Harry started to wonder why it was such a big deal, but he didn't know that the potion he's about to make hasn't been used in at least 500 years and has long since been forgotten, also Chimaera's are mainly used in Dark potions.
"Ok, I'll go get that, will that be all then?"
"That and the stuff I already found on my own."
Roughly 5 minutes later the clerk came back with a jar of thick purple colored stuff that Harry could only assume was the Chimaera blood. Harry put the rest of the ingredients on the counter to pay for them, and once again the clerk just blinked a few times at him but sold the stuff to him anyway.
"That'll be a 79 Galleons." The clerk said
Harry raised an eyebrow at the price, not expecting it to be that much but paid for it anyways. He took the stuff walked out and apparated back to the library. After shrinking the stuff to fit in his pocket, he grabbed the on apparating and changed his appearance back. He started to run home even though he could have just apparated to the Dursley's he decided that the exercise was good for him and he need to get in better shape anyways.
Harry headed up to his room and took out his cauldron and the book on animagi. He started the potion, after mixing it to the point where all it had to do was sit for 48 hours before he could take it, he began reading about advance apparation. Not knowing there really was such a thing he learned that there are other techniques to it that aren't commonly used they weren't much different. After he finished the book Harry felt confident that he could apparate himself along with someone else with out worry of splinching himself. Soon he started reading the animagus book while the potion shimmered.
Magimagus is someone who can turn into a Magical Animal such as a phoenix or unicorn. People who can do that are quite rare (less then one a centary) for a couple of reasons, one must have a stronger will then the animal to master it and haft to have quite a bit of power behind them to even begin the process. Since Magical Animals have much higher will power then non-magical animals, it can become a challenge, if you fail that you will either go insane or stay as the animal till you die.
Harry began to get worried after reading that passage, but began to think back to the time when the 'fake' Moody put them under the Imperious curse. He was able to break it the first time, 'and that was will power, surely I can handle a phoenix will power, I think anyway'. Harry decided that his first form was going to a phoenix, since it had the power to heal with it's tears, also pick up an insane amount of weight, and could travel as fast as it wanted. 'It's all or nothing' he thought 'but if I succeed it will be worth it, to be able to heal, or get my friends out of danger'.
Harry fell asleep for about 40 minutes, but woke up before the nightmares set in, 'whew that was close'. His conscience was guilty enough being awake without his dreams reinforcing it. He finished the animagus book later the next day, which by his count was probably Wednesday, though he wasn't really sure since all the days' kind of blend into one really long day. Harry noticed that the person who wrote the wandless magic book was the same person who wrote about multi-animagi. They both had the same style, and there was no clue as to who the author might be and spoke of how the wizarding world has grown weaker because of various things.
It was still light out and headed for the library to return the book on apparating. He grabbed a piece of toast and started running. He noticed that his stamina was increasing fairly well and just about made it all the way there before he had to stop and catch his breath. Entering the library, Harry glanced at the clock to see that it was 3:15 and headed for the black door. The room was just as clean as it was the day before; he returned the book to where it was on the self.
After much thought of what he should start studying next and coming up with nothing, Harry finally settled on studying the 6th year: Transfiguration, Charms, Defense against the Dark Arts, and Potions. 'Can't be to far ahead now can I?' He thought. After finding the books which took a lot longer then he planned he wandlessly shrunk them and put them in his pocket and set home since it was getting late.
After arriving home, he was greeted by his Uncle Vernon mumbling something at him about being a "lazy, no good freak"
"Boy! Get over here." bellowed Vernon.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon?" Harry replied calmly, this was the first time that he has spoken to him since he got home this summer and was kind of curious as to what his 'relatives' might want.
"I bet you think we were just going to let you sit around all day and do nothing huh? Well think again, tomorrow I want you to mow the lawn and weed the garden." Vernon said in a commanding voice.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon"
"Good, make sure its done before I get home for lunch. Can't have the neighbors seeing our lawn looking in the shape it is now"
Grabbing what was set out for him for dinner, a slightly stale apple and a slice of cheese. Harry headed up for his room to check on his potion; on the way up he finished his 'supper'. It was just about done, "I can probably take it tomorrow after my chores and start on transforming" he said to no one in particular. Seeing that there was nothing to do to it the time being, he started on the 6th year books. He started on the transfiguration since it could come in handy tommorrow when he was to begin his first animgi tranformation. Thats what he did for the rest of the night, when he finished that book he started on the charms book. Next thing he knew it was mourning.
Get up from his bed and stretching, he went to take a shower. Glancing in the mirror he noticed grown a few inches, he at least 5'5" now, still skinny with wild unrulely hair. He also seen that he had black rings under his eyes from the lack of sleep. Harry covered them up with a simple illusion charm he picked up when researching cosmetic charms. After the refreshing shower he went down to cook his famly's breakfeast then getting his customarry peice of tost, he headed outside.
It was a hot day, but it was the end of June so it should have been. Harry was sweating quite bad while under the hot sun, so he took off his shirt. After mowing the lawn, which didn't take that long, since it was a fairly small area, he started on the garden. It was supposed to be his Aunt Petunia's prise winning rose garden which she constantly bragged about to the neighbours or just anyone who would pay attention to her long enough. There was nothing but weeds in this 'rose garden' after clearing it out and having several blisters and cuts on his hands, it was practically bare, with the exception of 2 small rose bushes. He watered them and admired his work, it was quite relaxing. He thought of this as 'his' garden since his aunt has never once did any of the gardening.
Then he heard giggling coming from behind him, turning around he saw a group of girls around his age watching him. Harry frowned and thought 'giggling should be illegal'. Since he was done he was about to go inside for some lunch and something to drink but was stopped by his Aunt Petunia saying "You did a horrible job on the lawn, mow it again! Do you want our neighbours to see it like that?" Harry turned around, threw his shirt on the porch and started mowing the lawn, again. The girls were still watching him, whispering amongst themselves and giggling every so often.
Dudley Dursely was getting from the couch to get something to drink since his mother was upstairs and couldn't get it for him. After much effort he got up and poured himself a huge glass of soda. Walking back to his spot on the couch he glanced outside and seen a group of girls standing around gawking at his cousin. 'What the bloody hell are they looking at that freak for?' he thought. "Maybe they just haven't seen a real 'normal' man before" he said to himself, "I should show them what they're missing out on then." He put down glass and walked outside, something he doesn't do too often.
He went strait up to the group of girls and faced the prettiest girl of the group; she looked about 16 with blond hair past her shoulder with light brown eyes and ruby red lips. In his most charming voice said "Well I see your standing outside my house, I guess you heard that I was home for the summer and come here asking for a date. Just your luck I'm free tonight so we can go to the movies"
The girl just looked at him like insane, realizing that this hugely overweight boy just asked her out or something similar. Trying not to laugh, she smiled and said "I'm sorry, but I'm busy tonight and can't make it. Who's that over there?" pointing to where Harry was pushing the mower.
"Oh him, that's my cousin Harry, but he's mental. They kicked him out of the asylum this summer, so he could be with family." Dudley responded and started to ask out another girl out of the group. When the girls realized what he was doing they all started to walk away. So Dudley headed back inside where the air condition was on.
Harry watched this whole exchange and was trying not to laugh at Dudley's 'pick up' line. Then the face the blond girl made before she turned him down was priceless then asked what Harry's name was. He quite annoyed when Dudley told the girls that he was insane, but it's not like he wanted to date the girls but still.
Harry finished mowing the lawn for the 2nd time and was going over it a 3rd time just to make sure it would please his aunt. He noticed that the group of girls returned when he heard their giggles once more. Putting the mower away, he grabbed his shirt and slung it over his shoulder and went up to apologies to the group of girls for his cousin's behavior.
"Hello, I'm sorry for anything that my cousin that offended you." Harry said to the group
"No problem, so I take it you aren't insane?" asked the blonde girl who Dudley made the comment too.
His reaction to this question surprised them, and for a moment they thought he really was insane. As soon as she asked him, Harry started laughing. Finally catching his breath he replied "No, I'm not insane. Just that's the first time someone ever actually asked me that, kind of surreal." Then the girls started laughing as well and they introduced themselves to him.
The blonde said "Hello, My name is Allison but everybody calls me Allie, this is Sophie" pointing to a brunette "and this is Nicole" pointing to a light brown haired one, and Allie held out her hand, Harry met it with his own and said "Pleasure to meat you, My name is Harry, but you already know that." He finished with a wink at the last part, which caused her to blush slightly.
Allie asked "Are you really related to that fat lump that came out here? I mean you look nothing alike, and he was rude when you're very polite."
Harry chuckled "Sometimes I wonder, but I was told that I am. Listen I got to go inside and clean up, I'll see you around maybe."
They exchanged goodbyes and He went inside got something to drink and an apple. Finishing his 'lunch' and heading strait for the shower to get cleaned up. Going back into his room checking his cauldron and the potion still isn't done, it's supposed to change to a dark green color when its ready and it was still bluish. He picked up the charms book and began right where he left off. By the time he was done it was starting to get dark. Checking the potion it was dark green meaning that it was done, he quickly filled it all into a jar and cast an unbreakable charm on the glass. He filled a goblet full which was all he needed according to the book; giving it one last check to make sure that everything was right. He put the reminder of the potion away in the unbreakable container, thinking that it could be useful sometime later.
After rereading the instructions for the 5th time, Harry downed the potion in one gulp. Next thing he knew he was burning in pain thinking that something was wrong, it was almost as bad at the Cruciatus Curse. As soon as all the pain started it left him, now he can begin his first transformation. A Phoenix, Harry thought long and hard about picturing Fawkes, Dumbledore's Phoenix in his mind. Soon he had a clear image going and willed himself to become that, and slowly he did. He could feel his bones snap and repurssion them in his body, he could feel himself shrinking as well. Overal it was a very painful experiance, but he kept a clear picture of Fawks and continued though the pain. Then it was done, but he could feel the Phoenix pressin in his mind trying to take over, and fly away. It felt like the natual thing to do, but he didn't, then he got control of it and all of a sudden his senses highten and he took in his surroundings.
Harry flew over to his mirrow to admire his new found amagus form, but when he looked at it was surpising. He was bigger then Fawkes, and he wasn't the same color. Fawkes was a red/gold color. He was red yes, but dark red, blood red, it almost looked black but quite clearly a red. Since it was dark out he wanted to test out his wings since his window was always open so Hedwig could come and go as she pleased. Testing out his wings, finding it was easy to fly it came natual, and the instinct of the Phoenix was coming back to him but he was complety in control of it. He was amazed at how fast he could fly, it seemed Phoenix's have no limit, they can fly as fast as they will themself too.
Hours of spent just flying around with no place to go, Harry wanted to pay a visit to the only Phoenix he knew, Fawkes. 'Where would Fawkes be?' after a few seconds of thought 'He'd be with Professor Dumbledore, and he'd most likely be at Hogwarts'. Not knowing the exact location of the famous school, since it's a highly guarded secret. He wondered if the Phoenixes natural instinct could locate the magical school. Letting them rise up and willing him to go there. 'Even if it doesn't work I can always just apparatate to Hogsmeade and fly the rest of the way' after thinking about that some more he wondered if he could apparatate while in Phoenix form. Something else to test out later
Within 30 minutes time, or what left like it, Harry found himself approaching Hogwarts. Flying around looking for the Headmasters office since that's where Fawkes would most likely be, then he spotted and flew in. Landing on window sill, he noted that both Fawkes and Dumbledore were in the room and looked at him when he landed.
Albus Dumbledore was busy getting ready for the upcoming war with Voldemort, He knew it was coming and was hoping that they would be prepared to survive it. During this time, He was clearly showing his age because of all his worry. All of a sudden a Phoenix flew in his window; normally this wouldn't have surprised him in the least, since he had a Phoenix, Fawkes, as a Familiar. This Phoenix was different, it was bigger then a normal Phoenix and was a deep blood red. 'A Royal Phoenix, but those were extinct around 1000 years ago. I guess they didn't all die out' he thought to himself and got an amused twinkle in his eye once again and instantly looked, at least felt, a great deal younger.
Albus tried not to show his shock of seeing a Royal Phoenix fly in his office; he was a master of not showing his true emotion. He looked over at Fawkes, who was looking right at the blood red Phoenix, then they started speaking to each other, but all he heard was the beautiful Phoenix song.
^Hello Fawkes^ Harry said after he finished positioning himself on the window sill.
^Welcome Young Prince, I see you have discovered some books by one of your ancestors.^ The fire bird replied, not all surprised to see Harry here and as a Phoenix.
^What's that supposed to mean, Fawkes?^ Harry asked 'he called me young prince, what for? And the books were written by someone I'm related to?' His mind was whirling with so many thoughts, but put them aside hoping the Phoenix would answer his questions.
Fawkes just laughed, if a Phoenix could laugh ^You will find out in time, Albus is quite stunned to see a Royal Phoenix fly into his office. A really impressive Magimagus form I must say^
^Can Professor Dumbledore understand us?^
^No, young one, he can not. He can communicate with me with mindspeak because I'm bonded to him and a Phoenix. Though you can communicate with me as well since you can speak Phoenixnea, the language of Phoenixes.^
^How come I could never speak to you before?^ Harry asked
Fawkes just looked at him like he was stupid ^You never tried. It's getting late you best be getting back home now, I'll see you when school starts up again.^
Harry had so many unanswered questions, but figured that he should trust the old Phoenix and that all will be revealed to him in time. ^Well goodbye Fawkes, I'll see you then. Oh don't tell Dumbledore that I wasn't at home or that I'm an animagus, I'd get in so much trouble.^
^Of course I won't tell him that, It's not my place to tell him.^
With that Harry left and flew back to his room in 4 Privet Drive. It didn't take that long for him to get there, since he apparate once he got to Hogsmeade to the top of the library while still in Phoenix form. He didn't even notice that particular fact, and flew the rest of the way.
In his room Harry transformed back and stretched, he was sore from all the flying and really tired. Soon after he was done, a burning sensation originating from his scar started to overtake him and he passed out.
~Dream Vision~
He found himself swirling in a black mist; in front of him was a castle. It wasn't a huge castle, more of a big house made out of black stone, it reeked of evil. Harry was drawn into one of the windows on the second floor. He then seen a group of people in black robes with white makes, Voldemort was calling a meeting of his deatheaters.
"Welcome my faithful; soon we will make it known to the wizarding world that I am back and stronger then ever" Voldemort said causing cheers from the deatheaters.
"Lucius, what news do you have for me about the happenings in the Ministry?"
"My Lord" Lucius Malfoy said bowing to him "Fudge still denies that you are back and has convince almost all of them who aren't in our ranks that the Potter boy is lying just to get attention."
'That idiot Fudge, he's going to get the entire wizarding world killed if he doesn't acknowledge the truth' Harry thought
"Excellent, all the easy to take it over once we make our move, he's really making this easy for us. Wormtail, how's the training going with new recruits?"
A pudgy bald man stepped forward and bowed "E-excellent my lord, they'll b-be a g-great asset sh-shortly" Stuttered out.
"Good, Macnair how many people did you get within the Ministry are willing to join our noble cause?"
He stepped up and bowed "My lord, we have 3 possible recruits within the Ministry."
"What? You've only got 3 and not even if they're only possibilities!" Voldemort roared, red eyes glowing dangerously in the directly on Macnair. "That is unacceptable, you have to be punished. CRUCIO!" The Man withered and screamed in pain, Voldemort found the screams to be soothing.
When Voldemort the Cruciatus Curse on the man called Macnair, unbearable pain shot though Harry's scar. He fought the urge to scream and didn't, but he was on his knees holding his forehead. Soon Voldemort lifted the curse and the pain stopped but Harry still felt weak.
"Lucius, I have a special assignment for you. You see, the scar on the Potter's boy forehead links him with me, I just found out after I got my body back that it works both ways. I've tried to spy on him, but the shields on him are way won't let me threw. I want you to find a spell or a potion that will allow me to get past them."
Lucius bowed "Yes My lord, it's and honor for you to choose me for such an important task."
Voldemort just laughed wickedly and said "Yes, it is. Just think he'll be the perfect spy and won't even know it. I know that fool Dumbledore tells him stuff."
~end vision~
Harry woke up and found blood on his forehead; he was really weak from the pain but wrote down what happen but passed out, once again, before he could send it, this time to sleep.
A/N:
I really need to know how to make extra lines and italics on ff.net so any help? This is one of the longer chapters I plan on writing, since there was no good place to end it and there was a lot that had to get done to set it up for the next chapter. Let see, I just started a new job and I work 2nd shift, so I will only have a few hours a night to write. I haven't even started the next chapter yet, so it might be a few days till I get finished.
Harry appeared next to Gringotts with a small *pop*, and walked in the building. He walked up to the nearest goblin and asked to be taken to his vault. After the quick ride down the tunnels he scoped out more then enough Galleons to pay for the ingreatants. Then exting the bank, he made his way to the Apothecary and began looking for the supplies, he found the dragon liver just fine but was having trouble looking for the Chimaera blood, so had to ask for help. He went up to the counter.
"Excuse me I was wondering if you could help me locate something." Harry asked rather forcefully, he had to, since with all his cosmetic charms on him he looked at least 25 years old.
"Yes, what by chance are you looking for?" questioned the store clerk.
"1/3 pint of Chimaera blood." Harry stated getting rather bored and wanting to get back so he can make his potion.
The clerk did a double look at Harry to check him out, and blinked a few times. The clerk wondered 'Why would he need that?!, he certainly doesn't look like a dark wizard, actually he kind of reminds me of Dumbledore.' "Did you say Chimaera blood?"
"Yes" Harry started to wonder why it was such a big deal, but he didn't know that the potion he's about to make hasn't been used in at least 500 years and has long since been forgotten, also Chimaera's are mainly used in Dark potions.
"Ok, I'll go get that, will that be all then?"
"That and the stuff I already found on my own."
Roughly 5 minutes later the clerk came back with a jar of thick purple colored stuff that Harry could only assume was the Chimaera blood. Harry put the rest of the ingredients on the counter to pay for them, and once again the clerk just blinked a few times at him but sold the stuff to him anyway.
"That'll be a 79 Galleons." The clerk said
Harry raised an eyebrow at the price, not expecting it to be that much but paid for it anyways. He took the stuff walked out and apparated back to the library. After shrinking the stuff to fit in his pocket, he grabbed the on apparating and changed his appearance back. He started to run home even though he could have just apparated to the Dursley's he decided that the exercise was good for him and he need to get in better shape anyways.
Harry headed up to his room and took out his cauldron and the book on animagi. He started the potion, after mixing it to the point where all it had to do was sit for 48 hours before he could take it, he began reading about advance apparation. Not knowing there really was such a thing he learned that there are other techniques to it that aren't commonly used they weren't much different. After he finished the book Harry felt confident that he could apparate himself along with someone else with out worry of splinching himself. Soon he started reading the animagus book while the potion shimmered.
Magimagus is someone who can turn into a Magical Animal such as a phoenix or unicorn. People who can do that are quite rare (less then one a centary) for a couple of reasons, one must have a stronger will then the animal to master it and haft to have quite a bit of power behind them to even begin the process. Since Magical Animals have much higher will power then non-magical animals, it can become a challenge, if you fail that you will either go insane or stay as the animal till you die.
Harry began to get worried after reading that passage, but began to think back to the time when the 'fake' Moody put them under the Imperious curse. He was able to break it the first time, 'and that was will power, surely I can handle a phoenix will power, I think anyway'. Harry decided that his first form was going to a phoenix, since it had the power to heal with it's tears, also pick up an insane amount of weight, and could travel as fast as it wanted. 'It's all or nothing' he thought 'but if I succeed it will be worth it, to be able to heal, or get my friends out of danger'.
Harry fell asleep for about 40 minutes, but woke up before the nightmares set in, 'whew that was close'. His conscience was guilty enough being awake without his dreams reinforcing it. He finished the animagus book later the next day, which by his count was probably Wednesday, though he wasn't really sure since all the days' kind of blend into one really long day. Harry noticed that the person who wrote the wandless magic book was the same person who wrote about multi-animagi. They both had the same style, and there was no clue as to who the author might be and spoke of how the wizarding world has grown weaker because of various things.
It was still light out and headed for the library to return the book on apparating. He grabbed a piece of toast and started running. He noticed that his stamina was increasing fairly well and just about made it all the way there before he had to stop and catch his breath. Entering the library, Harry glanced at the clock to see that it was 3:15 and headed for the black door. The room was just as clean as it was the day before; he returned the book to where it was on the self.
After much thought of what he should start studying next and coming up with nothing, Harry finally settled on studying the 6th year: Transfiguration, Charms, Defense against the Dark Arts, and Potions. 'Can't be to far ahead now can I?' He thought. After finding the books which took a lot longer then he planned he wandlessly shrunk them and put them in his pocket and set home since it was getting late.
After arriving home, he was greeted by his Uncle Vernon mumbling something at him about being a "lazy, no good freak"
"Boy! Get over here." bellowed Vernon.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon?" Harry replied calmly, this was the first time that he has spoken to him since he got home this summer and was kind of curious as to what his 'relatives' might want.
"I bet you think we were just going to let you sit around all day and do nothing huh? Well think again, tomorrow I want you to mow the lawn and weed the garden." Vernon said in a commanding voice.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon"
"Good, make sure its done before I get home for lunch. Can't have the neighbors seeing our lawn looking in the shape it is now"
Grabbing what was set out for him for dinner, a slightly stale apple and a slice of cheese. Harry headed up for his room to check on his potion; on the way up he finished his 'supper'. It was just about done, "I can probably take it tomorrow after my chores and start on transforming" he said to no one in particular. Seeing that there was nothing to do to it the time being, he started on the 6th year books. He started on the transfiguration since it could come in handy tommorrow when he was to begin his first animgi tranformation. Thats what he did for the rest of the night, when he finished that book he started on the charms book. Next thing he knew it was mourning.
Get up from his bed and stretching, he went to take a shower. Glancing in the mirror he noticed grown a few inches, he at least 5'5" now, still skinny with wild unrulely hair. He also seen that he had black rings under his eyes from the lack of sleep. Harry covered them up with a simple illusion charm he picked up when researching cosmetic charms. After the refreshing shower he went down to cook his famly's breakfeast then getting his customarry peice of tost, he headed outside.
It was a hot day, but it was the end of June so it should have been. Harry was sweating quite bad while under the hot sun, so he took off his shirt. After mowing the lawn, which didn't take that long, since it was a fairly small area, he started on the garden. It was supposed to be his Aunt Petunia's prise winning rose garden which she constantly bragged about to the neighbours or just anyone who would pay attention to her long enough. There was nothing but weeds in this 'rose garden' after clearing it out and having several blisters and cuts on his hands, it was practically bare, with the exception of 2 small rose bushes. He watered them and admired his work, it was quite relaxing. He thought of this as 'his' garden since his aunt has never once did any of the gardening.
Then he heard giggling coming from behind him, turning around he saw a group of girls around his age watching him. Harry frowned and thought 'giggling should be illegal'. Since he was done he was about to go inside for some lunch and something to drink but was stopped by his Aunt Petunia saying "You did a horrible job on the lawn, mow it again! Do you want our neighbours to see it like that?" Harry turned around, threw his shirt on the porch and started mowing the lawn, again. The girls were still watching him, whispering amongst themselves and giggling every so often.
Dudley Dursely was getting from the couch to get something to drink since his mother was upstairs and couldn't get it for him. After much effort he got up and poured himself a huge glass of soda. Walking back to his spot on the couch he glanced outside and seen a group of girls standing around gawking at his cousin. 'What the bloody hell are they looking at that freak for?' he thought. "Maybe they just haven't seen a real 'normal' man before" he said to himself, "I should show them what they're missing out on then." He put down glass and walked outside, something he doesn't do too often.
He went strait up to the group of girls and faced the prettiest girl of the group; she looked about 16 with blond hair past her shoulder with light brown eyes and ruby red lips. In his most charming voice said "Well I see your standing outside my house, I guess you heard that I was home for the summer and come here asking for a date. Just your luck I'm free tonight so we can go to the movies"
The girl just looked at him like insane, realizing that this hugely overweight boy just asked her out or something similar. Trying not to laugh, she smiled and said "I'm sorry, but I'm busy tonight and can't make it. Who's that over there?" pointing to where Harry was pushing the mower.
"Oh him, that's my cousin Harry, but he's mental. They kicked him out of the asylum this summer, so he could be with family." Dudley responded and started to ask out another girl out of the group. When the girls realized what he was doing they all started to walk away. So Dudley headed back inside where the air condition was on.
Harry watched this whole exchange and was trying not to laugh at Dudley's 'pick up' line. Then the face the blond girl made before she turned him down was priceless then asked what Harry's name was. He quite annoyed when Dudley told the girls that he was insane, but it's not like he wanted to date the girls but still.
Harry finished mowing the lawn for the 2nd time and was going over it a 3rd time just to make sure it would please his aunt. He noticed that the group of girls returned when he heard their giggles once more. Putting the mower away, he grabbed his shirt and slung it over his shoulder and went up to apologies to the group of girls for his cousin's behavior.
"Hello, I'm sorry for anything that my cousin that offended you." Harry said to the group
"No problem, so I take it you aren't insane?" asked the blonde girl who Dudley made the comment too.
His reaction to this question surprised them, and for a moment they thought he really was insane. As soon as she asked him, Harry started laughing. Finally catching his breath he replied "No, I'm not insane. Just that's the first time someone ever actually asked me that, kind of surreal." Then the girls started laughing as well and they introduced themselves to him.
The blonde said "Hello, My name is Allison but everybody calls me Allie, this is Sophie" pointing to a brunette "and this is Nicole" pointing to a light brown haired one, and Allie held out her hand, Harry met it with his own and said "Pleasure to meat you, My name is Harry, but you already know that." He finished with a wink at the last part, which caused her to blush slightly.
Allie asked "Are you really related to that fat lump that came out here? I mean you look nothing alike, and he was rude when you're very polite."
Harry chuckled "Sometimes I wonder, but I was told that I am. Listen I got to go inside and clean up, I'll see you around maybe."
They exchanged goodbyes and He went inside got something to drink and an apple. Finishing his 'lunch' and heading strait for the shower to get cleaned up. Going back into his room checking his cauldron and the potion still isn't done, it's supposed to change to a dark green color when its ready and it was still bluish. He picked up the charms book and began right where he left off. By the time he was done it was starting to get dark. Checking the potion it was dark green meaning that it was done, he quickly filled it all into a jar and cast an unbreakable charm on the glass. He filled a goblet full which was all he needed according to the book; giving it one last check to make sure that everything was right. He put the reminder of the potion away in the unbreakable container, thinking that it could be useful sometime later.
After rereading the instructions for the 5th time, Harry downed the potion in one gulp. Next thing he knew he was burning in pain thinking that something was wrong, it was almost as bad at the Cruciatus Curse. As soon as all the pain started it left him, now he can begin his first transformation. A Phoenix, Harry thought long and hard about picturing Fawkes, Dumbledore's Phoenix in his mind. Soon he had a clear image going and willed himself to become that, and slowly he did. He could feel his bones snap and repurssion them in his body, he could feel himself shrinking as well. Overal it was a very painful experiance, but he kept a clear picture of Fawks and continued though the pain. Then it was done, but he could feel the Phoenix pressin in his mind trying to take over, and fly away. It felt like the natual thing to do, but he didn't, then he got control of it and all of a sudden his senses highten and he took in his surroundings.
Harry flew over to his mirrow to admire his new found amagus form, but when he looked at it was surpising. He was bigger then Fawkes, and he wasn't the same color. Fawkes was a red/gold color. He was red yes, but dark red, blood red, it almost looked black but quite clearly a red. Since it was dark out he wanted to test out his wings since his window was always open so Hedwig could come and go as she pleased. Testing out his wings, finding it was easy to fly it came natual, and the instinct of the Phoenix was coming back to him but he was complety in control of it. He was amazed at how fast he could fly, it seemed Phoenix's have no limit, they can fly as fast as they will themself too.
Hours of spent just flying around with no place to go, Harry wanted to pay a visit to the only Phoenix he knew, Fawkes. 'Where would Fawkes be?' after a few seconds of thought 'He'd be with Professor Dumbledore, and he'd most likely be at Hogwarts'. Not knowing the exact location of the famous school, since it's a highly guarded secret. He wondered if the Phoenixes natural instinct could locate the magical school. Letting them rise up and willing him to go there. 'Even if it doesn't work I can always just apparatate to Hogsmeade and fly the rest of the way' after thinking about that some more he wondered if he could apparatate while in Phoenix form. Something else to test out later
Within 30 minutes time, or what left like it, Harry found himself approaching Hogwarts. Flying around looking for the Headmasters office since that's where Fawkes would most likely be, then he spotted and flew in. Landing on window sill, he noted that both Fawkes and Dumbledore were in the room and looked at him when he landed.
Albus Dumbledore was busy getting ready for the upcoming war with Voldemort, He knew it was coming and was hoping that they would be prepared to survive it. During this time, He was clearly showing his age because of all his worry. All of a sudden a Phoenix flew in his window; normally this wouldn't have surprised him in the least, since he had a Phoenix, Fawkes, as a Familiar. This Phoenix was different, it was bigger then a normal Phoenix and was a deep blood red. 'A Royal Phoenix, but those were extinct around 1000 years ago. I guess they didn't all die out' he thought to himself and got an amused twinkle in his eye once again and instantly looked, at least felt, a great deal younger.
Albus tried not to show his shock of seeing a Royal Phoenix fly in his office; he was a master of not showing his true emotion. He looked over at Fawkes, who was looking right at the blood red Phoenix, then they started speaking to each other, but all he heard was the beautiful Phoenix song.
^Hello Fawkes^ Harry said after he finished positioning himself on the window sill.
^Welcome Young Prince, I see you have discovered some books by one of your ancestors.^ The fire bird replied, not all surprised to see Harry here and as a Phoenix.
^What's that supposed to mean, Fawkes?^ Harry asked 'he called me young prince, what for? And the books were written by someone I'm related to?' His mind was whirling with so many thoughts, but put them aside hoping the Phoenix would answer his questions.
Fawkes just laughed, if a Phoenix could laugh ^You will find out in time, Albus is quite stunned to see a Royal Phoenix fly into his office. A really impressive Magimagus form I must say^
^Can Professor Dumbledore understand us?^
^No, young one, he can not. He can communicate with me with mindspeak because I'm bonded to him and a Phoenix. Though you can communicate with me as well since you can speak Phoenixnea, the language of Phoenixes.^
^How come I could never speak to you before?^ Harry asked
Fawkes just looked at him like he was stupid ^You never tried. It's getting late you best be getting back home now, I'll see you when school starts up again.^
Harry had so many unanswered questions, but figured that he should trust the old Phoenix and that all will be revealed to him in time. ^Well goodbye Fawkes, I'll see you then. Oh don't tell Dumbledore that I wasn't at home or that I'm an animagus, I'd get in so much trouble.^
^Of course I won't tell him that, It's not my place to tell him.^
With that Harry left and flew back to his room in 4 Privet Drive. It didn't take that long for him to get there, since he apparate once he got to Hogsmeade to the top of the library while still in Phoenix form. He didn't even notice that particular fact, and flew the rest of the way.
In his room Harry transformed back and stretched, he was sore from all the flying and really tired. Soon after he was done, a burning sensation originating from his scar started to overtake him and he passed out.
~Dream Vision~
He found himself swirling in a black mist; in front of him was a castle. It wasn't a huge castle, more of a big house made out of black stone, it reeked of evil. Harry was drawn into one of the windows on the second floor. He then seen a group of people in black robes with white makes, Voldemort was calling a meeting of his deatheaters.
"Welcome my faithful; soon we will make it known to the wizarding world that I am back and stronger then ever" Voldemort said causing cheers from the deatheaters.
"Lucius, what news do you have for me about the happenings in the Ministry?"
"My Lord" Lucius Malfoy said bowing to him "Fudge still denies that you are back and has convince almost all of them who aren't in our ranks that the Potter boy is lying just to get attention."
'That idiot Fudge, he's going to get the entire wizarding world killed if he doesn't acknowledge the truth' Harry thought
"Excellent, all the easy to take it over once we make our move, he's really making this easy for us. Wormtail, how's the training going with new recruits?"
A pudgy bald man stepped forward and bowed "E-excellent my lord, they'll b-be a g-great asset sh-shortly" Stuttered out.
"Good, Macnair how many people did you get within the Ministry are willing to join our noble cause?"
He stepped up and bowed "My lord, we have 3 possible recruits within the Ministry."
"What? You've only got 3 and not even if they're only possibilities!" Voldemort roared, red eyes glowing dangerously in the directly on Macnair. "That is unacceptable, you have to be punished. CRUCIO!" The Man withered and screamed in pain, Voldemort found the screams to be soothing.
When Voldemort the Cruciatus Curse on the man called Macnair, unbearable pain shot though Harry's scar. He fought the urge to scream and didn't, but he was on his knees holding his forehead. Soon Voldemort lifted the curse and the pain stopped but Harry still felt weak.
"Lucius, I have a special assignment for you. You see, the scar on the Potter's boy forehead links him with me, I just found out after I got my body back that it works both ways. I've tried to spy on him, but the shields on him are way won't let me threw. I want you to find a spell or a potion that will allow me to get past them."
Lucius bowed "Yes My lord, it's and honor for you to choose me for such an important task."
Voldemort just laughed wickedly and said "Yes, it is. Just think he'll be the perfect spy and won't even know it. I know that fool Dumbledore tells him stuff."
~end vision~
Harry woke up and found blood on his forehead; he was really weak from the pain but wrote down what happen but passed out, once again, before he could send it, this time to sleep.
A/N:
I really need to know how to make extra lines and italics on ff.net so any help? This is one of the longer chapters I plan on writing, since there was no good place to end it and there was a lot that had to get done to set it up for the next chapter. Let see, I just started a new job and I work 2nd shift, so I will only have a few hours a night to write. I haven't even started the next chapter yet, so it might be a few days till I get finished.
