Chapter 3: The lightning Auror
Harry clutched his head in agony and pulled his hand away to reveal a large, glistening spot of blood.
"Oh my God, Harry! What did you do?" cried Ms. Figg, amazed as she looked at the ceiling.
Harry opened his eyes and everything was blurry. He put his glasses on and gasped. Harry was staring at a huge, smoldering hole in the ceiling.
"Did I do that?" asked Harry while Ms. Figg took out a hankercheif and pressed it against Harry's head.
"I'm not sure. Maybe, but if you did then. that explains everything. your scar. why did I not see it earlier?" Ms. Figg said in amazement as if she was talking more to herself than to Harry.
"Wha---," Harry was cut off by a 'shh' from Ms. Figg.
Harry noticed, as Ms. Figg brought the handkerchief down on Harry's head again, that on Ms. Figg's upper right arm was a tattoo that looked strangely like a fire. Confused and pondering, Harry noticed that the tattoo had looked exactly like the one he saw in his dream, the one he saw on the man named.
"Was your son a death eater?" blurted out Harry without thinking.
"How'd you know? Well, if you must know, yes. He told me about 15 1/2 years ago befor running away. I have seen him recently, yes, but not for reasons you may think," replied a slightly put-out Ms. Figg.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know, it was my dream." Harry explained.
"Your dream? Tell me about it." Ms. Figg said.
So Harry explained all about the induction of her son and Pettigrew, and then asked her what illonic powers were.
"Well, I think it would be best for Dumbledore to answer that question, I'm sorry." Ms. Figg answered.
"Oh yah, and also. Harry trailed off telling her about what he saw with Dumbledore and Snape.
"Harry, do you know why you have green eyes?" Ms. Figg asked.
"Uh, because my mom had them?"
"No, because.well. you are. how do I put this. well you are deeply related to your mother, and again I am sorry but what I am about to tell you is not right for me to tell you, again Dumbledore is the best man for it, I am sorry."
The night trailed on, and so did a couple of weeks until it was a day before Harry's birthday. Worried that something had happened to his friends, Harry had sent letters to them, but on the 30 of July many came to him. Harry, innocently was sitting in his bed, when mysterioulsly, six owls came flying through his window.
"Oh my God, What the---"
He noticed that one of the owls was Hedwig, one was Pig from Ron, another snowy owl, a Hogwerts Tawny owl, a dark screech owl, and an indistinguishable owl that was green.
Excited at all of his "popularity", he decided to open the note from Ron first.
Dear Harry,
Guess what? You are in for such a surprise tomorrow! Just wait. Oh yah, how is Ms. Figg? Anything from Sirius lately? About a week ago, Hermione told me that she had a great time with Krum. She said she left Bulgaria because he had to go back to his Quidditch team or something like that. Hope all is well.
Sincerely, Ron
"Cool," thought Harry.
Harry then picked up Hedwig's note, and he right away recognized the neat writing of Hermione.
Dear Harry,
I'm worried about Sirius. I hope he is all right. Anything from him lately? Ron has been acting weird all summer. If I can't meet you earlier, I hope to see you on September 1!! Hope your good.
Love, Hermione
"Okay." Harry thought.
Excited still, Harry decided to open the note from the other snowy owl. He realized it must be from Sirius.
Dear Harry,
Ms. Figg tells me about your 'accident' a couple of weeks ago. It's alright. The reason I didn't tell you about Ms. Figg before because otherwise Voldemort could find out and you wouldn't be safe in her keeping. Tell me anything going on aroung the house from now on, oh yah, and expect a good present on your birthday! Hope your well!
Your Godfather, Sirius
Thinking longily of a father he could but can't have, Harry wiped the tears from his eyes. He now eyed the Hogwarts owl. He found out it contained the school letter and one from Hagrid.
Dear Harry, Me and Fang miss you. Hope to see you at term. Be careful. Hope your feeling good, Your friend, Hagrid
Then Harry opened the Hogwarts envelope.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Code of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International. Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We welcome you to your 5th year here at Hogwarts. Fifth years are now, because of a new addition, allowed a chance of visiting a place on a field trip. There are three choices:
Azkaban, Azkaban Island
Cairo, Egypt
Chicago, Illinois
The trip costs 2 galleons, so please have your money and permission at the start of term. Term begins September 1. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Harry then looked at the supply list to see he only needed new books.
COURSE BOOKS All students must have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5)- Miranda Goshawk An Advanceed Guide to Transfiguration- Emeric Switch Moste Potente Potions- Ivanna Sukyorvalls Dark times: from Power to Downfall- Trom Edlov Defense Against Illonics; Offense for Noronics- Chris Chelios
Harry then ripped open the letter from the black screech owl.
Dear Harry,
Hello again. It has been over a year since we have talked. It will be nice to teach again. Hope you're in my class! An old friend, Remus Lupin
Harry looked at his final and smallest letter. It looked as if it had been made out of newspaper clippins, and he quickly realized it was. He opened the letter and gasped. In newspaper clippings it said:
We KnOW WHerE YoU aRE sO UnLesS yoU JoIN us We wiLl kIlL yOu aNd YoUr FriEndS. bE AfRaID aNd ScaReD bECAusE yOU aRe aS gOOD As dEAd. SirIUs BlACk wILl DiE tOo.
Harry gasped at the letters last words and ran to Ms. Figg.
"Ms. Figg! They are here or no, what is this," screamed a confused, scared Harry Potter.
"Calm dow, calm down. It's alright," Ms. Figg said.
Harry handed her the letter and she gasped and screamed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " How...how could they-how did they-did he find a way to break it, or-" Mrs. Figg stopped mumbling to herself, and gasped, and Harry watched her, in this very perculiar manner.
"Uh...Mrs. Figg?" He asked her catiously.
"What?! Oh! Honey, I'm so sorry about all of this," her voice was soothing, but her eyes were filled with terror, as she turned to Harry, "I don't know what to do! I have to go see Dumbledore, but I can't leave you here, and of course you can't apparate!" She started mumbling to herself again, and Harry couldn't help but smile. It seemed that whenever witches or wizards were in doubt they all went to Dumbledore for help.
"Well how about floo powder?" Harry suggested hopefully. He wanted to see Dumbledore too, to learn about what had happened nights ago with his scar.
" No no, floo powder is much too risky, he might intercept us..."
"Mrs. Figg, what exactly is going on here??" Harry asked her.
"Harry, I'm so sorry about all of this, let me explain. I was a friend of your parents, I was told to protect them, and when they died, I was to protect you to. But, if you were to stay with me, my son would most likely tell Voldermort where you were. Therefore, you were sent to live with the Dursleys, and I came here, so I could at least watch over you. This summer, Dumbledore cast the Fidelius charm once again, but warned me to pick the secret keeper well. I am afraid I did not pick as well as I thought..." Her voice faded sorrowfully, and she looked into Harry's eyes for a moment. He had barely enough time to take all this in before she urged him, "Hurry, we haven't got much time, we need to get to Hogwarts!" "NO! MY BIRTHDAY IS IN A DAY AND I WANT EVERYTHING TO GO GOOD!" screamed Harry
"Okay, but we must have protection, just a minute Harry" and Ms. Figg disappeared with a pop.
Harry felt very vulnerable all by himself in her house. Every creak and drip of water scared him; when he heard a pop, he ran over to the source of the sound. To his horror, standing right there was a person he hated, Lucius Malfoy.
"YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" screamed Harry in shock.
"I have orders to take you to---" he stopped in mid-sentence due to the fact that he had been stunned.
Standing over his body was a man Harry was most relieved to see: Albus Dumbledore.
"Thank You! Wait, where is Ms Figg?" Harry asked.
"She is off doing something else very important to me, please rest Harry, for you must get ready for your birthday.er.I mean you must be tired, right?" Dumbledore said.
Had Harry's ears deceived him? Did Dumbledore almost let something slip? Just then, Harry realized some things he had to ask Dumbledore.
"Proffesor-"
"Please call me Albus, Harry. We are not in school"
"Oh, sorry, well, Ms. Figg told me that you would tell me what illonic power is. What is it?"
"Illonic power is the opposite of noronic power." Seeing Harry's confused face, Dumbledore continued, " You know about Aurors right?"
Harry nodded his head.
"Well Aurors are hand picked by their level of noronic power. You see, noronic power involves elemental levels. Like Lightning aurors are the best, Fire are next, and then Water. Then there is illonic power, usually used by death eaters or anti-aurors. They have elemental levels of Lightning, Ice, and Earth. All of these elements can hurt each other. Lightning aurors are very, very rare, and only 5 lightning Aurors ever existed."
"Who?" Harry asked, while still trying to work all of the information about the powers out.
"Think Harry! You know how aurors are marked?"
" Tatoos!" Harry said, while remembering Figg, as a wild idea.
"No, no, no. They are marked by the blood of their skin. The only blood that someone can see on the outside. And where does blood show permanently?"
"Oh my God!! Are you saying."
"You shouldn't be so startled Harry, think of how you keep escaping when danger is very close, now do you understand?"
"My scar means, but no! How could I be, if, wait! Was Voldemort a Lightning Auror?" asked Harry.
"Yes. He, your father, Alastor Moody, you, and me are the only ones to walk the face of this planet." Dumbledore said in a very calm tone. "Harry, now do you understand why Voldemort wanted to kill your dad?"
"Umm, because. Oh! Because he wanted to be the only lightning element auror!"
"Precisely, now, I can take no furthur questions, I am very tired. We can talk more tommorow", Dumbledore said in a calm, soothing manor.
Harry ran up to his room and layed down. He quickly fell asleep, and woke up next morning without an idea of what was about to happen.
Harry clutched his head in agony and pulled his hand away to reveal a large, glistening spot of blood.
"Oh my God, Harry! What did you do?" cried Ms. Figg, amazed as she looked at the ceiling.
Harry opened his eyes and everything was blurry. He put his glasses on and gasped. Harry was staring at a huge, smoldering hole in the ceiling.
"Did I do that?" asked Harry while Ms. Figg took out a hankercheif and pressed it against Harry's head.
"I'm not sure. Maybe, but if you did then. that explains everything. your scar. why did I not see it earlier?" Ms. Figg said in amazement as if she was talking more to herself than to Harry.
"Wha---," Harry was cut off by a 'shh' from Ms. Figg.
Harry noticed, as Ms. Figg brought the handkerchief down on Harry's head again, that on Ms. Figg's upper right arm was a tattoo that looked strangely like a fire. Confused and pondering, Harry noticed that the tattoo had looked exactly like the one he saw in his dream, the one he saw on the man named.
"Was your son a death eater?" blurted out Harry without thinking.
"How'd you know? Well, if you must know, yes. He told me about 15 1/2 years ago befor running away. I have seen him recently, yes, but not for reasons you may think," replied a slightly put-out Ms. Figg.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know, it was my dream." Harry explained.
"Your dream? Tell me about it." Ms. Figg said.
So Harry explained all about the induction of her son and Pettigrew, and then asked her what illonic powers were.
"Well, I think it would be best for Dumbledore to answer that question, I'm sorry." Ms. Figg answered.
"Oh yah, and also. Harry trailed off telling her about what he saw with Dumbledore and Snape.
"Harry, do you know why you have green eyes?" Ms. Figg asked.
"Uh, because my mom had them?"
"No, because.well. you are. how do I put this. well you are deeply related to your mother, and again I am sorry but what I am about to tell you is not right for me to tell you, again Dumbledore is the best man for it, I am sorry."
The night trailed on, and so did a couple of weeks until it was a day before Harry's birthday. Worried that something had happened to his friends, Harry had sent letters to them, but on the 30 of July many came to him. Harry, innocently was sitting in his bed, when mysterioulsly, six owls came flying through his window.
"Oh my God, What the---"
He noticed that one of the owls was Hedwig, one was Pig from Ron, another snowy owl, a Hogwerts Tawny owl, a dark screech owl, and an indistinguishable owl that was green.
Excited at all of his "popularity", he decided to open the note from Ron first.
Dear Harry,
Guess what? You are in for such a surprise tomorrow! Just wait. Oh yah, how is Ms. Figg? Anything from Sirius lately? About a week ago, Hermione told me that she had a great time with Krum. She said she left Bulgaria because he had to go back to his Quidditch team or something like that. Hope all is well.
Sincerely, Ron
"Cool," thought Harry.
Harry then picked up Hedwig's note, and he right away recognized the neat writing of Hermione.
Dear Harry,
I'm worried about Sirius. I hope he is all right. Anything from him lately? Ron has been acting weird all summer. If I can't meet you earlier, I hope to see you on September 1!! Hope your good.
Love, Hermione
"Okay." Harry thought.
Excited still, Harry decided to open the note from the other snowy owl. He realized it must be from Sirius.
Dear Harry,
Ms. Figg tells me about your 'accident' a couple of weeks ago. It's alright. The reason I didn't tell you about Ms. Figg before because otherwise Voldemort could find out and you wouldn't be safe in her keeping. Tell me anything going on aroung the house from now on, oh yah, and expect a good present on your birthday! Hope your well!
Your Godfather, Sirius
Thinking longily of a father he could but can't have, Harry wiped the tears from his eyes. He now eyed the Hogwarts owl. He found out it contained the school letter and one from Hagrid.
Dear Harry, Me and Fang miss you. Hope to see you at term. Be careful. Hope your feeling good, Your friend, Hagrid
Then Harry opened the Hogwarts envelope.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Code of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International. Confed. Of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We welcome you to your 5th year here at Hogwarts. Fifth years are now, because of a new addition, allowed a chance of visiting a place on a field trip. There are three choices:
Azkaban, Azkaban Island
Cairo, Egypt
Chicago, Illinois
The trip costs 2 galleons, so please have your money and permission at the start of term. Term begins September 1. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress
Harry then looked at the supply list to see he only needed new books.
COURSE BOOKS All students must have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 5)- Miranda Goshawk An Advanceed Guide to Transfiguration- Emeric Switch Moste Potente Potions- Ivanna Sukyorvalls Dark times: from Power to Downfall- Trom Edlov Defense Against Illonics; Offense for Noronics- Chris Chelios
Harry then ripped open the letter from the black screech owl.
Dear Harry,
Hello again. It has been over a year since we have talked. It will be nice to teach again. Hope you're in my class! An old friend, Remus Lupin
Harry looked at his final and smallest letter. It looked as if it had been made out of newspaper clippins, and he quickly realized it was. He opened the letter and gasped. In newspaper clippings it said:
We KnOW WHerE YoU aRE sO UnLesS yoU JoIN us We wiLl kIlL yOu aNd YoUr FriEndS. bE AfRaID aNd ScaReD bECAusE yOU aRe aS gOOD As dEAd. SirIUs BlACk wILl DiE tOo.
Harry gasped at the letters last words and ran to Ms. Figg.
"Ms. Figg! They are here or no, what is this," screamed a confused, scared Harry Potter.
"Calm dow, calm down. It's alright," Ms. Figg said.
Harry handed her the letter and she gasped and screamed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " How...how could they-how did they-did he find a way to break it, or-" Mrs. Figg stopped mumbling to herself, and gasped, and Harry watched her, in this very perculiar manner.
"Uh...Mrs. Figg?" He asked her catiously.
"What?! Oh! Honey, I'm so sorry about all of this," her voice was soothing, but her eyes were filled with terror, as she turned to Harry, "I don't know what to do! I have to go see Dumbledore, but I can't leave you here, and of course you can't apparate!" She started mumbling to herself again, and Harry couldn't help but smile. It seemed that whenever witches or wizards were in doubt they all went to Dumbledore for help.
"Well how about floo powder?" Harry suggested hopefully. He wanted to see Dumbledore too, to learn about what had happened nights ago with his scar.
" No no, floo powder is much too risky, he might intercept us..."
"Mrs. Figg, what exactly is going on here??" Harry asked her.
"Harry, I'm so sorry about all of this, let me explain. I was a friend of your parents, I was told to protect them, and when they died, I was to protect you to. But, if you were to stay with me, my son would most likely tell Voldermort where you were. Therefore, you were sent to live with the Dursleys, and I came here, so I could at least watch over you. This summer, Dumbledore cast the Fidelius charm once again, but warned me to pick the secret keeper well. I am afraid I did not pick as well as I thought..." Her voice faded sorrowfully, and she looked into Harry's eyes for a moment. He had barely enough time to take all this in before she urged him, "Hurry, we haven't got much time, we need to get to Hogwarts!" "NO! MY BIRTHDAY IS IN A DAY AND I WANT EVERYTHING TO GO GOOD!" screamed Harry
"Okay, but we must have protection, just a minute Harry" and Ms. Figg disappeared with a pop.
Harry felt very vulnerable all by himself in her house. Every creak and drip of water scared him; when he heard a pop, he ran over to the source of the sound. To his horror, standing right there was a person he hated, Lucius Malfoy.
"YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" screamed Harry in shock.
"I have orders to take you to---" he stopped in mid-sentence due to the fact that he had been stunned.
Standing over his body was a man Harry was most relieved to see: Albus Dumbledore.
"Thank You! Wait, where is Ms Figg?" Harry asked.
"She is off doing something else very important to me, please rest Harry, for you must get ready for your birthday.er.I mean you must be tired, right?" Dumbledore said.
Had Harry's ears deceived him? Did Dumbledore almost let something slip? Just then, Harry realized some things he had to ask Dumbledore.
"Proffesor-"
"Please call me Albus, Harry. We are not in school"
"Oh, sorry, well, Ms. Figg told me that you would tell me what illonic power is. What is it?"
"Illonic power is the opposite of noronic power." Seeing Harry's confused face, Dumbledore continued, " You know about Aurors right?"
Harry nodded his head.
"Well Aurors are hand picked by their level of noronic power. You see, noronic power involves elemental levels. Like Lightning aurors are the best, Fire are next, and then Water. Then there is illonic power, usually used by death eaters or anti-aurors. They have elemental levels of Lightning, Ice, and Earth. All of these elements can hurt each other. Lightning aurors are very, very rare, and only 5 lightning Aurors ever existed."
"Who?" Harry asked, while still trying to work all of the information about the powers out.
"Think Harry! You know how aurors are marked?"
" Tatoos!" Harry said, while remembering Figg, as a wild idea.
"No, no, no. They are marked by the blood of their skin. The only blood that someone can see on the outside. And where does blood show permanently?"
"Oh my God!! Are you saying."
"You shouldn't be so startled Harry, think of how you keep escaping when danger is very close, now do you understand?"
"My scar means, but no! How could I be, if, wait! Was Voldemort a Lightning Auror?" asked Harry.
"Yes. He, your father, Alastor Moody, you, and me are the only ones to walk the face of this planet." Dumbledore said in a very calm tone. "Harry, now do you understand why Voldemort wanted to kill your dad?"
"Umm, because. Oh! Because he wanted to be the only lightning element auror!"
"Precisely, now, I can take no furthur questions, I am very tired. We can talk more tommorow", Dumbledore said in a calm, soothing manor.
Harry ran up to his room and layed down. He quickly fell asleep, and woke up next morning without an idea of what was about to happen.
