Intro and Info

This fan fic is based off of the books by J.K.Rowling, Harry Potter, and the book by Garth Nix, Sabriel.

If you have never read the book Sabriel you can find information about it at

www.garthnix.co.uk

It will have all the information about the book and the instruments that Necromancers use and the charter marks. If you are still quite confused, please don't hesitate to contact me.

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Messenger of the Dead by Lilith

Ch.1 The Abhorsen

There are some things in this world that we as humans do not completely understand. Death is one of them. Dealing with a death is very hard and perhaps that is because death is so mysterious to us. Another thing that we do not understand much about is our own strength and will. If we truly believe in it, it will come true. That is what has been going through Harry Potter's mind all summer, if you believe it, it will be true, so, he tried as hard as he could to believe that Sirius was not dead, but some things you cannot escape.

It was a humid, rainy, summer day in Number 4 Privet Drive, but Harry could not complain. It had been the best summer with the Dursleys yet, considering what most of them were like. Even though the summer had had some very bad, wet weather, the Dursleys didn't make Harry do anything! He had freedom at last, although he was limited to what he could do. He was still happy that they were no longer bossing him around, he didn't even have to be around on Dudley's birthday, and for his 16th, they actually gave him something useful, clothes that actually fit! (Although he suspected that Moody and Tonks had a hand at play.)

Today was August 2nd and the Weasleys were coming to get Harry so that he could stay the rest of the summer, to take him away from the misery welling up inside his mind and to comfort him when he needed it most. Ron and Hermione, his best friends. He knew he had treated them poorly last year, he really wanted to make it up to them this year, to be a better friend, listen to them for once. He knew that last year they were right all along, but he was stubborn and stupid, and it cost him the one thing he cared about the most, Sirius.

There was a loud honk outside of the Dursleys house and Harry jumped to his feet to get the door. The opened it to reveal two soggy looking gents with big grins on their faces. It was Ron and his dad, Mr.Weasley.

"Hello Harry, Ron 'll get your bags. I'll just have a word with your aunt and uncle first." said Mr.Weasly stepping inside, making the carpet soggy and wet. He pointed his wand at himself and the carpet and it all seemed to evaporate immediately.

"Hello, we met before, coming off of the train, Arthur Weasley." He held out his hand to shake Vernons, but he got no return.

"What do you want, just take the boy and go!" said Vernon turning a bit red in the face.

"Well, I'd just like to say that I'll get Harry safely to the train station and we'll all take good care of him at home, don't worry about a thing!"

"Ya, ya, just get going, we're very busy people!" said Vernon sitting back down into his chair to watch the tele.

Ron had finished packing in all Harry's luggage into the red Volkswagen Jetta waiting outside. Harry grabbed Mr.Weasleys had.

"Come on, they don't care about me.' said Harry, pulling Mr.Weasley out the door and closing it behind them.

After about 30 min of traveling the rain subsided and grew less as they went further into the country side. They arrived at the Burrow at 5:00 to be greeted by the rest of the Weasley family. Harry saw Percy in the background of the bunch and remembered the letter he had received from Ron.

Dear Harry,

Guess what! Percy's come back! After everything that happened last year he has finally come to his senses! He's made up with dad, but there's still some tension between him and mum. Fred and George's shop is doing wonderful, they've come to stay for a bit, but they said that they can't leave the shop too long or their assistant, Kerrigore, might try and use some of the experimental stuff on himself. Dads really proud of them, mums still wanking at them to get a real job and that they should have finished school. Oh! Mum said that we'll be able to come and get you on August 2nd to come and stay the rest of the summer. I heard weather over your way is bloody terrible, but it's been nice down here. Hermione should be coming around August 10th, she said that there was some show she wanted to see with her parent before she left.

Can't wait till then,

Ron

They all got out of the car and Harry was trampled buy hugs and kisses and 'How've ya been? Them muggles been treating you well?' Harry always enjoyed the company of the Weasleys and he wanted the jovial moment to last for ever, so that he would never have to return to the dank and miserable memories of the past year. Harry tried to concentrate on being joyous and happy to be with the Weasleys, but the memories of Sirius always seemed to wedge its way into Harry's mind.

He remembered the blissful Christmas they had all spent together at Sirius' house. It resurrected the pain of Harry forgetting the present Sirius had given him that could have saved his life. Harry had totally forgotten about the magical mirror that he could have used to communicate with Sirius, but once again his ignorance and stubbornness had blinded him.

The Weasleys all ushered him into the house and they all started to prepare for supper. Ron and Harry made their way up the decrepid staircase to Rons room. It was decorated with the orange posters and jerseys of Ron's favorite Quiditch team, the Chudley Cannons. There was a spare bed set up beside Ron's and they had all of Harry things set up at the base of the bed. The mood of the household made Harry feel a lot better than the dejected prison of Privet drive.

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The last few weeks at the Burrow with Hermione and Ron were great. They all had fun together and Hermione told them about her summer visiting Victor Krum and the under water acrobatic show she had seen. She had become quite slim over the summer and looked very beautifull. They all had fun in Diagon Alley collecting their books for their comming year. They all seemed to need a few more books than usual since they had gotten their OWLs back. To Harrys surprise he had gotten 6 OWLs! He had gotten into all the NEWTs classes for becomming an Aurore, even potions, although he suspected that it was a narrow win and a lot of convincing. Perhaps he really was going to become an Aurore, like his parents. The only reason he even said it was because he couldn't think of anything else. Being and Aurore would be hard, but he thought that maybe he would enjoy it.

They all gave last kisses and hugs and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny got onto the Hogwarts express. The clock striked 11:00 and they heard the loud, echoing whistle from the train engine. Everyone piled into the train and the gang of them tried to find an empty compartment.

"Hey Hermione, do we have to go to that stupid Prefect meeting again?" asked Ron in a whinee voice.

"Oh Ron, of course we do! It's our responsibility as Prefects!" said Hermione with discipline in her tone.

They walked by a compartment that Neville, Luna, Seamus and Dean were in and Ginny squeezed in with them. The train was brimming with people this year, perhaps because of the news of Voldemort's return, but Harry would never really know. Hermione and Ron went into the Prefect compartment and said bye to Harry and he walked on to fin a compartment.

It wasn't until he was at the back of the train did he fin a partially vacant train compartment. It was occupied by a young woman, 17 or 18 years old. She was wearing a long hauberk with swallow-tailed sleeves but it seemed to be made out of tinny metal fish scales that glimmered in the light. She wore a gleaming, deep blue surcoat, dusted with embroidered silver keys that reflected the light in all directions. She wore a sword belt and a bandolier that held 7 bells arranged carefully over her breast. She held her sword over her lap and was stroking her snow white cat with the other hand as she stared out the window. Her cat had a bright red collar on that resembled the ring she wore on her left middle finger.

Her wavy dark purple hair carresed her pale skin and pale violet eyes as she turned to Harry when he opened the compartment door.

"Oh, um, sorry. I didn't know anyone was in here." he said about the close the door.

"Oh, don't worry, I don't mind, come in." she said with a soft comforting voice.

"I din't recall ever seeing you at Hogwarts before." said Harry placing his trunk and Hedwigs cage.

"That is because I am not a student at this school. My name is Mariel, I am the Abhorsen." she said.

"Abhrosin?" said Harry confused.

"An Abhorsen, a Necromancer, I deal with the dead, but an Abhorsen fight the daed and banishes them into the after life." she said turning her head back to the window.

Harry sat down across from her. She dealt with the dead, maybe she knew of Sirius! A tonado of hope flushed through his body. She could talk to Sirius, maybe she could bring him back!

"I know what you are thinking Mr.Potter, and i cannot bring him back." she said, still not looking at him.

"What, how did you-how come you can't bring him back!" he said the anger building inside of him.

"Because, his pysical body is lost! We wouldn't want him to become a shadow hand, their existance is pittifull and meaningless." she said clutching her sword tighter.

"I don't care! I want Sirius back! Why can't anyone understand! I just want HIM!" he yelled.

"He speaks very highly of you. Tells me you look like your father. He sais he is sorry, and that it isn't your fault. Listen to Dumledoor and don't let Snape get to you." she said calmly.

The anger inside Harry was building, he wanted to talk to Sirius so badly! Why couldn't she just bring hi back for a minue! He just wanted to see him one last time!

"The boy remindes me of your grandmother. So stuborn, she never wanted to accept her fate." said a voice. Surprisingling it was the cat! He had a deep educated voice that echoed throughout.

"He is young, and so was my grandmother." she said to the cat, scatching right behind his errect ears.

"Listen Harry, you can't live you life feeling sad about someone you loved, sometimes you have to let them go." she said finaly turning to him, revealing her pale features and pale violet eyes.

A/N: Hope you Liked the first chapter!