A/N: I would like to thank Brion for reviewing. I will update as much as possible

And here's Chapter four: Home and Memories Part 2

"Lily, take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off!" James Potter screamed at his wife. When he heard them close the door and stumbled into the next room, he whispered. " I love you, Harry. You too Lily. I'll miss you both."

The door burst open with a spray of red light. James braced himself, wand ready, and watched Voldemort come into the room.

" You may kill me, Tom Riddle, but you will never kill my son!"

A high-pitched cackle came from Voldemort. " You really think that I won't kill poor Harry? How arrogant are you? I have come for him, and you can't stop me!"

James chose his last words wisely. " Light will always triumph over Dark!"

Voldemort laughed and said, " Avada Kedavra!" James fell to the ground. His life was gone. His face was proud. His eyes were staring coldly at Voldemort; as though he were saying "Don't you dare go after Lily". Voldemort didn't seem to notice, and he went to the next room, where he was to meet his downfall in a baby boy.

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Harry looked around the room. Everything was burnt to ash. This room was half exposed to the sky. And as he looked around the room, he saw the largest pile of ash and burns was in the center of the floor, right where he was standing. He must have walked there during the flashback. He could feel the curse right where he was standing. It was very heavy, and the air at that spot was hard to breath. He went on, into the next room where Harry knew exactly what he would see.

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Lily rushed into Harry's room, the baby in her arms, and shut the door. She could hear Voldemort laughing. Then, she noticed that Phoebe, her phoenix, was sitting on her perch, and singing to Harry. Harry opened his mouth, and surprisingly, sang back. Lily was amazed. Her baby could talk to phoenixes.

" Love charm! Love charm!" Harry said to her. Lily knew what he meant. The charm, which she was to give to Harry that would protect him as long as she died for him. She took out her wand and whispered, " I love Harry, Protectius Affectionus."

The only problem was that Harry had to say a part of the incantation also, and it had to be out of true love, which means she couldn't tell him what to say. Lily didn't know if Harry understood this. Apparently, he did.

" I love Lily, Protectius Affectionus finite!" Lily heard footsteps. Voldemort was coming. James was dead. Lily ran to the fireplace and tried to grab some Floo powder, but it was too late. The door burst open. A high- pitched cackle. Phoebe flew over to Lily's shoulder and sang.

" Phoebe say 'I love you'" Baby Harry told his mom. " I love." Harry never got to finish his sentence. Voldemort had come for Harry. Phoebe went to Harry's shoulder. Lily jumped in front of Harry.

" Stand aside, you silly girl!"

" Not Harry, Please, I'll do anything. take me instead" Voldemort raised his wand and muttered the curse that left Harry's mother falling to the ground, screaming.

Baby Harry sobbed. " Mommy!" Voldemort turned to Harry.

" Avada Kedavra!" The blinding green light left his wand and traveled to Harry's forehead, making a fast, rushing sound. Harry looked focused and determined. He locked his eyes on the jet of green light shooting out of Voldemort's want toward him, and he concentrated on it. Then, miraculously, it slowed down.

Harry muttered, " Light conquradoro Dark defeato affectiones!" The spell hit Harry's forehead, but rebounded, striking Voldemort instead. When the spell touched his protected skin, there were both green and black lights shooting from it. The black lights were the powers that Voldemort transferred to the baby, including Parseltoung. The exact point where the spell refracted off of Harry was jagged, and it left a lightning shaped scar on his forehead. He knew that it would be there forever, until he finally defeated Voldemort. At the moment, the scar was flooding with pain, but Harry had extraordinary powers, so it did not pain him much.

When the curse hit him, Voldemort let out a scream of pain, and his body dissolved. Harry spat at the ashes of the Dark Lord. The body was gone, but the spirit hung in the air. Suddenly, Harry shouted to the aurora of evil still lurking in the room, " Go away. The phoenix will always defeat the serpent!" The evil stayed in the air.

Harry murmured a spell. The wandless magic made the spirit disappear. Phoebe sang loudly, and flew over to Lily's ashes. " Shedding a tear will not save Lily, Phoebe." Harry said in Phoenix. The bird gazed at him sadly. " Harry Potter, you must leave here. Dumbledore will send someone to get you. I, as you know, must stay here and protect Lily Evan's spirit."

Baby Harry nodded. He knew that he would have to leave the phoenix, but she was his best friend. Harry felt like he had lost everything now. His parents, his home, and his companion.

The Phoenix, reading the boy's thoughts, said, " This is for the best, Harry Potter. Someday, we will meet again. Always remember that I will be waiting for you here. Come and get me someday."

" I will" Harry promised.

" You know what you have to do." Harry nodded. He knew that he had to perform a memory charm on himself, to forget most everything. This charm would be removed automatically when he turned 15. When he was of age, the extraordinary powers would return. He was only to leave small memories of the blinding green light. He had to forget that he lived in the magical world.

" Good-by, Phoebe Phoenix." The bird smiled. That was Harry's favorite name for her.

" Good-by, Harry Potter. We will meet again." She flew over to him and sat on his shoulder. All they had to do to perform the spell was for Harry to say the words, and for Phoebe to kiss his lightning bolt scar. Harry smiled at her, and said, " Priori Finite Fifteen Abilito Obliviate!" Those were the last words he spoke for a year.

Phoebe smiled sadly to Harry, and kissed his scar. Immeadtly, a rushing sound was heard, and a miniature explosion occurred. Gold lights flew from Harry's body. The room was too bright to see anything for a while. Even Phoebe had to shield her eyes with a wing.

When the gold dimmed, Harry James Potter, a baby boy who had enormous powers a moment ago, who had just temporarily defeated the evilest, Darkest wizard to ever be born, a boy who was to be famous the rest of life, called the boy-who-lived, and not to mention an orphan, sat crying on the floor in his destroyed room, in front of the smoldering ashes of his dead mum.

* End flashback*

Tears trickled down the face of Harry Potter. He remembered everything about that night. He remembered the exact spot where he sat, where his mum sat, right before she died. He noticed Phoebe sitting on her perch, exactly where she had sat that fateful night, before Harry and his mum had rushed in. For a moment, Harry's sadness was forgotten as he rushed to his old friend.

" Phoebe!"

" Harry Potter! I have missed you so much!" Harry stroked her wing. " Phoebe Phoenix." Harry's memory was coming back fully.

" You remember. You used to call me that.. When you were a baby."

" Phoebe, have you been here all these years?" Harry sang.

" It was my duty, until the spirit of my companion were officially at rest. After the funeral, I had to stay. You had to come looking for me."

" I am sorry. I . I forgot about you." Harry felt really bad. How could he have forgotten his childhood friend?

" You had to, Harry Potter. You had to put the memory charm on yourself. Do you remember everything of that night now?"

" Yes. The moment I walked in the house, memories flooded back to me. It's really strange. It's also kind of strange that I can talk to phoenixes. No offence."

Phoebe smiled. " None taken. It must be strange to you; you're the only one on the planet that can do it. You see, only one who has a soul so pure, that there is not evil inside their hearts can do it. Not to mention, you have to have the family trait. Otherwise, Albus Dumbledore would be able to talk to Fawks." If a phoenix could blush, Phoebe would have been doing just that at the mention of Fawks.

Harry's mind connected. " That's right, you liked Fawks, didn't you?"

" Er. yes.anyway, back to what I was saying, you are the only one other than Merlin and Godric Gryffindor himself who could talk to phoenixes. Both of them are your ancestors. Gryffindor received the gift from Merlin. But you can only talk like a phoenix if you are looking at one."

Harry sighed. As amazing as this news was to him, he found it quite tiring to be so special sometimes. Why did it always have to be him?

Phoebe smiled at him knowingly. " It is always you, Harry, because you are so special, not that it makes you special."

" Can you. I mean.?"

" Yes, Phoenixes can read minds sometimes. Actually, we mainly read emotions. We can only read simple thoughts, but we are excellent at deciphering your emotions. But, Harry, I must ask you a question."

" Yes?"

" May I be your phoenix and loyal companion?"

" Of course! I didn't know you had to ask."

Phoebe looked like she had just received the treat of her life, and she bowed to her new master.

" It is a great honor to be serving someone as pure, kind, and powerful as you, Harry Potter. Hedwig the Owl is very lucky."

Harry blushed, but then remembered to bow. He took a few steps back to bow." My pleasure. Please don't tell Hedwig this, but I have always wanted a phoenix, ever since I have met Fawks. But you don't have to be so formal to me."

Phoebe smiled and blushed again. " Of course."

" But, you will me more like a friend to be, than a servant. You have been my friend all my life."

Phoebe looked around the room suddenly. " Harry Potter, look! You are standing upon the spot of your mother's ashes!"

Indeed he was. Where he was standing, there was a charred mark on the carpet. But the spot didn't feel charred at all. All he felt was love, protection. he knew that nothing could hurt him if he stood there. All of a sudden, the room began to change. The blackened spots that were reminders of that night became bright. All around Harry, gold light spread, and soon he was engulfed and protected by it. It was blinding. Harry recognized it as the same light that had left his body so many years ago. And now, all of his powers were returning. When the gold had been fully absorbed in his body, he felt warm, loved, and protected. It was the happiest feeling ever.

" All of the powers you cast away with your memory that night have returned. You had it so that some would return the second you turned 15, but most would arrive the moment you stood at your mother's dying spot."

Harry just stood there, silent for a while. Now he could remember everything that happened at this house since the Potter family moved in. He remembered the Marauder's visits, his real first ride on a broomstick, his first Christmas.

" We should be going, Harry Potter. Padfoot and Dumbledore are waiting"

Harry nodded. " We will come back to the house someday. You and I will come back here and live here. But, let's go to Hogwarts for now." Phoebe flew to his shoulder and he walked out of the house, without looking back. But silently he thought,

I'll be back, mum, dad.

Harry shielded his eyes from the bright sunlight. It seemed that the moment he entered the house, the dark cloud lifted and disappeared, and the house was now hot with sunshine.

Sirius and Dumbledore were standing across the street, where there were two headstones in a small patch of grass. On the headstones were the inscriptions:

James Potter

Stag of the Flower, Father of the Child of Light

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not here. I do not sleep.

Lily Evans Potter

Flower of the Stag, Mother of the Child of Light

Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there. I did not die.

And next to his parent's graves was a slightly smaller stone.

Harold James Potter

Child Of Light

The Phoenix Will Always Rise From Burnt Ashes

Dumbledore noticed Harry's presence and told him, " All of the muggles thought you were dead. They erected this stone for you. If a wizard told them you were alive, they would have to explain everything, and so we told them you had died too." Harry again noticed a tear in his eye, along with Sirius, as they gazed on his parent's graves.

Phoebe sang softly in respect for the dead. Harry joined in with her, whispering. Finally Dumbledore cleared his throat and announced, " We should return to Hogwarts." Harry and Sirius nodded. The three humans walked in silence, except for the soft song of Phoebe.

Sirius finally asked, " So, Harry. do you want to talk about what. what happened in . your house?"

Harry sighed. He would have to anyway. He might as well get it off of his chest.

" Well, I went inside, and I instantly recalled memories of. everything. including making a prophecy as my first words, then obliviate my parents so the future wouldn't be changed, and of course, I remembered. that night."

Sirius gripped Harry's unoccupied shoulder. Dumbledore looked like he was debating asking a question. Finally, he asked, " Would. would you like to tell us exactly what happened that night, Harry?"

Harry sighed. He could tell this was one question that was bothering Dumbledore for many years. He wanted to know exactly what happened. " Well, to sum it up, my dad told my mum to run and take me. She ran into my bedroom. He stood up to Voldemort. His last words were the last words of my first prophecy, thought I don't think he remembered that. 'Light will always triumph over Dark' . then, Voldemort went to my room. I was talking to Phoebe, who wanted me to tell my mother she loved her. and I did. Then I told my mom to perform the spell that protected me. She did. just in time. Voldemort burst open the door, and. killed my mum. Then, he tried to kill me. When I saw the memory, I saw myself concentrating really hard. I said a spell that rebound the curse. onto him. Phoebe sat on my shoulder while he died." At this point, as Phoebe could understand the gist of what he was saying, she shivered. " It looked. painful. There's no real way to describe it. and then, I talked to Phoebe, who said that she had to stay and guard my mom's soul. And then she and I preformed the spell that would rid me of my memory and my powers until I was 15. I said the words, and she kissed my scar. And then. gold light blinded both of us, and suddenly, everything I had was.was gone."

Sirius and Dumbledore looked sadly at the Child of Light. Thought you could hardly call him a child anymore. He had the burden of the world resting on his shoulders, and he was born to protect the Light side. It was his destiny. But what would happen when he did?

" Anyway," He said to break the uncomfortable silence. "When I met with Phoebe, she asked if I could be her companion, and of course I agreed. she was my best friend when I was one, and she told me I had the power of talking to Phoenixes from Merlin and Gryffindor themselves. They never told anyone of their power, though, .. It was a secret. and because I am the heir of both of them, one from each of my parents, I was the first one to have the gift in 1000 years. It is ok for me to have a phoenix at Hogwarts, right, professor?"

" Yes, Harry, but you must know, Phoenixes are. shall I say, protective, and they tend to want to follow you or guard you. You will have to tell Phoebe that you must go to your classes alone. And, if you are in trouble, or if anyone who is loyal to you is in trouble, she will be there to help them. but I'm sure you know that." Dumbledore said with a smile. Harry knew that he was talking about the Chamber of Secrets.

" I'm sure she understands that I have to go to classes. I have known her all of my life, so she already knows practically everything about me." Harry smiled for the first time since he left the house.

" Harry," Sirius said, "I am sorry for having you make you go to your house. It must have been hard." " That's ok, Sirius. I wanted to go. And someday, I will return. Someday, Phoebe and I will live there."

All three of them smiled. Phoebe hooted. " Professor Dumbledore, will.er. will Hedwig be jealous?"

" Ah, well, she may be at first, but if you have her carry your mail most of the time, she will over come it."

Harry said something to Phoebe, who nodded her head. " It's ok with Phoebe. She understands. You know. this is really weird, talking to her." They laughed. Phoebe had a very confused look on her face.

After walking a while in silence, Dumbledore asked another question cautiously. "Harry. do you remember what the spell was that you used to deflect Voldemort's spell?"

Harry seemed to be in deep thought. " Well, my mum and I each had to say, 'Protectius Affectionus', and then when Voldemort hit me with the curse, I said 'Light conquradoro Dark defeato affectiones'. I don't know how I knew."

Dumbledore looked thoughtful. When the three of them reached the fireplace where they were going to Floo to Hogwarts, they all were silent and deep in thought. Phoebe told Harry that she would prefer to fly to Hogwarts, and took off.

When they reached the castle, no one spoke for a while. No one knew what to say. At last, Harry announced that he was going to bed. He went to his dormitory, and found Phoebe there. Hedwig looked slightly envious. Harry bid both of them good night, and Phoebe explained everything to the snowy owl as Harry slept.