Hey, All! Guess what?

 Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix is coming out TONIGHT!

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And now to chapter 13: (oh, unlucky) Um… I don't know a title… ok, how about Griffins and Spells.

Chapter 13: Griffins and Spells

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 When Dumbledore and Harry had returned, they were immensely pleased. Fudge promised to make an announcement to the papers that Voldemort was back, and that Sirius Black was innocent.

" Harry, go to sleep. You have had a very tiring day. Don't forget that we have an Order of the Phoenix meeting tomorrow." Harry nodded and finally got some much needed sleep.

When he woke, he did not know why the whole school was staring at him again in the Great Hall. I suppose I should get used to it happening every day. He thought. When he sat down, people turned back to their food. It seemed that they were just making sure he wouldn't do anything abnormal again, but what in his life wasn't abnormal?

Harry noticed everyone talking in low whispers, and with his new keen sense of hearing that he received from his powers, he heard them.

" Did you happen to hear two loud roars last night?"

" Yeah. At first I thought it was in my dream, but then I recognized them. Were they…"

" Griffin Roars. I know."

" That means there's a griffin at Hogwarts."

" Is that a bad thing?"

" I don't know. They are really rare. It is bad for people the Griffin doesn't think are worthy…"

" Of what?"

" It depends on the situation and the griffin."

" But don't Griffins hate serpents?"

" Yes. I wonder what will happen to the Slytherins?"

"Wait… why would a Griffin come to Hogwarts? You said they were really rare…"

" Griffins protect people from Dark."

" Does that mean we're in trouble?"

" I don't know."

" How rare are the Griffins?"

" There are only about three on the planet. And it is too powerful an Animagus form to turn into, unless you are more powerful than Dumbledore, and who is?"

" You- Know – Who?"

" Oh, come on! He is in control of the Dark! Do you really think he would be a griffin? I would guess a snake. Maybe the Griffin and him will fight someday?"

Harry sighed. He knew he would fight Voldemort, but he didn't like the idea of everyone knowing he could become a Griffin.

" Harry, guess what we saw last night in Dumbledore's office!" Hermione asked him.

" A griffin, I know." Harry said dully.

" How did you know? Oh, I guess you saw him, if you went with Dumbledore to the ministry. But do you know why he was there? And who he was? Dumbledore hinted that he was an Animagus. His name was Godric…" Hermione said.

" But Dumbledore had just named him, because he suggested Bob before Godric…" Harry laughed. He fully remembered that! Bob! That would be just like Albus. Albus had told Harry to call him by his first name.

" Yeah, I um… know who he is…"

" Who? He said he would tell us later!"

" Well, I'll tell you somewhere private."

Albus must have heard all of the talk about the Griffin, and decided to clarify some of it.

" Students and Teachers,  I know that most of you heard a loud roar last night. It was, as many of you have guessed, a Griffin. Please do not ask why one was present. I cannot say. But, if you see it, its name is Bob…" (Albus looked out of the corner of his eye at Harry, who, if looks could kill, would be in Azkaban.)

" Well, ok, it's name is Godric, but if you want to annoy him, call him Bob… of course, if you do… you may not have many limbs the next day… But anyway, this Griffin is good. You may find him again sometime. He most likely will not hurt you… unless you call him Bob…"Harry growled, but no one but Albus and Hermione and Ron noticed. "… If you are on the side of Light, that is. If you are working for the side of Dark, beware. Sometimes Griffins cannot control their actions, and attack Dark followers. That is all."

Everyone but Harry was staring at him. Then,  Ron and Hermione turned to Harry, and Hermione's face lit up in understanding. A second later, so did Ron's. Harry saw this, and figured he'd better tell them.

" Come with me." Harry whispered, and when the normal noise of breakfast returned, the three of them excused themselves, and Harry led them to a portrait of Godric Gryffindor. He whispered something Hermione and Ron couldn't hear, and the portrait vanished. It reappeared when they stepped inside. Lights came on .

Ron and Hermione gasped. They were in a room that was thrice the size of the Great Hall. The walls and floor was sparkling, and they seemed to be scarlet and gold. The gold walls held many portraits of wizards who smiled at Harry, but looked questioningly at Hermione and Ron. In the center of the room was a large table, set for twelve, and on the table was the inscription: kra Dreuq noce garouc dnay revarb eurt. xinehP eh tfor edrO ehte raew. thgiL rofd natsew. ,  along with a picture of a golden phoenix. Ron and Hermione did not know what this meant.

" Where… where are we?"

" I cannot tell you. But, don't expect to ever come here again. You must know the password and have a valid reason for coming." Harry had to erase their memories of this place when the left, it was a rule.

When Ron and Hermione finally remembered why they were here, he said, " So, Bob…"

Harry's eyes narrowed, then he smiled.

" It's Godric, ok?"

" Harry, are you really an animagus? With an Imperial Arc Griffin?"

 Instead of answering, Harry disappeared, and standing in his spot was the Griffin they saw last night. Hermione laughed and scratched his ears.

" Hi, Godric!" The cat could not resist. It started to purr. Ron laughed and started scratching it's back. The cat rolled over, and looked thoroughly pleased at getting scratched and rubbed.

" That is soo cool, Harry!"

" Yeah! SO, why don't you like the name Bob-"

He never finished his sentence. Within one second, Harry had pounced on Ron, and pinned him to the floor.

Hermione laughed, and Ron screamed. " Ahh! Get this thing off me!" He seemed to have forgotten that it was only Harry, and the Griffin rolled his eyes and jumped off. He was still licking his lips.

" Don't scare me like that, Harry!" Harry had turned back.

" Don't call me Bob."

" Harry, how did you learn to do that?"

Harry shrugged. " I took lessons from Sirius and Remus." He said. He couldn't tell them that he had powers, and was in the Order of the Phoenix. It was supposed to be a secret. And he really wasn't supposed to show them this room, but they wouldn't be able to get in after this anyway.

" Wow! Hey, Harry, you need a code name, like Padfoot or Moony." Harry smiled. He had not told Hermione and Ron yet that he was already a Marauder, and that he had a code name: Ashfeather. He was mainly a phoenix, but they weren't even supposed to know about the Griffin.

" No, I've already got Godric. Maybe later."

" Come on, we've got DADA in twenty minutes." When they left, Harry knew they would have no recollection of that room. It was charmed that way. It was the Order of the Phoenix meeting room. Dumbledore had told him about it, and said that the Order was having a meeting tonight, and he should arrive either in Griffin or Phoenix form. That will be interesting! Harry thought.

The three made their way to DADA. So far, no teacher had showed his face. Harry supposed they wanted to make a surprise appearance. He knew who was teaching, though. He had spied on Remus Lupin and Albus talking about it during the summer. Albus and Remus were going to be teaching! Half the time, Remus, the other half, Albus. Harry knew that Albus knew that Harry knew that he was going to be teaching, but told Harry not to tell anyone. Albus would be teaching the first class because Remus was out on a mission for him.

When they walked in, their teacher was not there. The class waited for ten minutes, but they saw no teacher. Everyone was wondering what was going on, while Harry was smirking happily.

" Where is he?"

" You don't think we was kidnapped and held in a trunk again like last year?"

" Maybe he's in the closet!" Soon, the whole class but Harry was searching for him. Harry turned to face thin air and said calmly,

" You know, Albus, you should become visible again. They're about to call out a search party!"

Harry saw Albus smile and wink, and then he became visible. The whole class gasped.

" 20 points to Mr. Potter for seeing right through my disguise. Literally. Now, how about you all take your seats."

Hermione, Ron, and the rest of the class stared at Harry. He was determined to stare at Dumbledore.

" Now, seeing as how you have a different teacher every year, please let me know what you have covered."

" Red caps."

" Grindylows."

" Werewolves."

" Boggart" Neville said with a smile. The class laughed. Albus wore a smile.

" Ah, yes! I've heard of your boggart, Mr. Longbottom."

" All of Lockhart's greatest accomplishments!" Ron said. The class laughed again.

They all began listing the things they had studied the previous years. Harry noticed that they were all avoiding mentioning something, because of him…

" Unforgivable Curses." Harry said, his eyes never leaving Albus's. The class stared. They had thought that he would not want to bring up that topic.

Albus studied Harry through his glasses. Harry showed no resentfulness, no anger. Just determination. He went on.

" Yes. Those. Who can tell me what they are?"

Hermione said, " They are the curses that the ministry forbids you to use. You can get life in Azkaban for them." Albus nodded.

" Yes. Can anyone tell me one? Would it be ok if we did a little review?" Albus was really asking Harry if it would be ok to talk about them. Harry smiled a little. Everyone else was silent, staring at him, waiting for his answer.

" Sure." He said. The class sighed, Albus included.

" The… the Imperius curse… The curser has control of their victim's mind. It is hard to fight." Ron said

" That's right, and only Arourers and the most powerful wizards can fight it. Another one?"

" Crucio. It is supposed to be painful, so painful it could kill, though I think…" Seamus started.

" Supposed to be? Of course it's painful!" Harry whispered, but so that everyone could hear him.

" Do you want to know what it feels like?" Harry closed his eyes. " Your bones are hot. Very hot. So hot, that they are burning. White-hot flames spread from your bones to your mussels. It intensifies. Soon, it reaches your heart. You fall.  You wish you had no bones. No bones to start the fire. Your whole body is shaking. You collapse.  Your bones feel like they are breaking away from your flaming body. They char your lungs and heart away. Your organs are being stabbed. You want to die. Everything hurts. You feel like your limbs are separated from your body. Tearing, ripping, shredding… you are now a mess of scattered body parts. You feel like one thousand hot knives pierce your skin. You feel like you are being ripped apart alive. Your bones cannot stand the heat. If the curse reaches your brain, then you must fight, or…" Harry stopped. While he was reliving the curse, he felt like he was back in the graveyard. He stopped because he did not want to remind Neville of what his parents went through.

" Feel the pain? Now, remember that the third most powerful wizard alive is preforming these curses. Voldemort. So, that intensifies the pain a least a hundred times. So, yes, it hurts." Harry's eyes stared off in the distance.

The room was silent for a long time. Finally, Dumbledore said, " I think we'll leave it here for today…"

" No, Albus, that's ok. Go on."

Albus looked at Harry, who nodded firmly, so he said, " Alright. Any others?"

" T-the A-Avada K-Kedavra curse…" Hermione said. This time, everyone was determined not to look at Harry.

" Yes. The killing curse. Those simple words send a jet of green light out to the victim, and they simply die. Life is absorbed from them. Their bodies are left with no marks, so if a muggle is killed, there is no way for them to know how they were killed."

" Sir how is life absorbed?"

" Well, the life simply leaves. No one is sure of what happens to that person's soul." Harry smiled grimly. He knew, but he wasn't going to tell everyone that his parent's souls and life energy were inside him, making him stronger.

" Ok. Now, all three curses…"

Harry snorted. There was another curse that no one knew of….

" Mr. Potter?"

" Sorry, Professor. You said all three."

" And?"

" There's another." The class gasped. Another curse?

" Another? Are you sure, Harry?"

" Positive. It was the first unforgivable curse. Outlawed in 13 BC. There were never written documents of it or it's outlawing, so it was forgotten."

Dumbledore stared at him. " And what curse is this?"

Harry fidgeted. He really didn't want to say.

" Well, it's sort of a combination of the other three. Only worse…"

Dumbledore thought, Go on, Harry.

But Harry was uncomfortable. He didn't want to explain any more. It was too gruesome.

" Er, maybe later, Professor. I don't really want to…"

" Alright. Class dismissed." All eyes were watching Harry as people packed their things. Harry acted like nothing was wrong, but just remembering the fourth curse disturbed him. When they left the classroom and went to lunch, Ron blurted,

" Harry, what was that spell? And how did you know that Dumbledore was invisible?"

Harry sighed; Hermione kicked Ron. " I can't tell you, Ron. I'm sorry, but I'm not aloud to. "

" You can't even tell Dumbledore about the spell?"

Harry looked a little worried. " Well, I'm afraid to. What if it falls into the wrong hands?"

" Is there anything you can tell us about it? Like how you know?"

 Harry looked down, and spoke softly, but with anger in his voice. " Yes. I know because I've felt it." Ron and Hermione stopped. When she had found her voice, Hermione said,

" Wait. You said that it was worse than all three spells put together! And you've already felt it!?"

" Well, yes, but don't start a commotion. I have had the curse put on me."

" But how? And what did it feel like?"

" Living Hell." He said simply. Hermione could sense that he did not want to describe it, but Ron pressed on.

" What do you mean?" But Hermione gave him a glare, and Harry lifted his head to look at him. Harry's face was so forlorn, so angry, and so deep, that Ron shivered.

" Never mind. I'm sorry, Harry." Ron bowed his head. He had the feeling that he really didn't want to make his friend mad. Harry had a aurora of immense power coming from him, and it would not be good to be this guy's foe.