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A/N: From this fan fic's point of view- the religion/history/magic of Harry's magical world will be based upon mythology. You may or may not care, but this might help to clear things up a little bit.
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Harry was sitting in the Great Hall eating an early breakfast when and owl arrived with a copy of the Daily Prophet. Harry set down his goblet of punch, picked up the paper, and scanned the front page.
DEPARTMENTS ISSUE VOTE OF NO-CONFIDENCE
Late last afternoon the assembled heads of the various departments within the
ministry of magic issued a vote of no-confidence in the current Minister of Magic,
Cornelius Fudge.
Percy Weasley, a junior-assistant of some sort declared, "Minister Fudge has
only been doing what he felt was in the best interests of the wizarding world."
The Minister was unavailable for comment before the publishing deadline.
According to the official codes that govern the operation of the Ministry,
the council comprised of department heads is now in control of the Ministry
until the matter is resolved. This either means that they drop charges the charges
against Fudge and reinstate his power, or they replace him.
It is generally believed that the council leans towards a new minister. Political
analysis scholars theorize that Lesalin Tessyth, new head of the Department of
International Magic Co-operation may be made the new Minister.
When Mr. Tessyth was interviewed concerning this matter, he neither
denied nor confirmed the rumors of what the council is going to do.
"Something definitely needs to be done and Fudge isn't doing it. I'm
not at liberty to say what the council is going to do."
Harry set the paper down and smiled. If they picked a new minister quickly, it would be a great improvement indeed. If it became a long fight, it would be better to leave Fudge. Nothing would help Voldemort more than chaos in the Ministry.
He was interrupted when Ron and Hermione rushed in and sat down next to him. "I just heard what you did to Malfoy last night!" Ron said excitedly. "Is it true? A month of cleaning toilets? Prefect badge revoked?"
Harry grinned, "I hope so. Not only was Malfoy out of bed with Crabbe and Goyle, against rules, but he was looking up stuff for Voldemort as well."
"What was he looking at?" Hermione asked tersely.
"I think it was the same book you saw, but forgot what was in it." Harry described the book and recounted a small part of what he had read. That the name of the staff Voldemort was name Miledy Faisia. He left out the rest.
"Did it say where to find it?" Ron asked eagerly as he spooned some eggs onto his plate.
Harry shook his head, "Just the name."
Ron sighed, "Oh well, better luck next time."
Harry silently considered the rest of the information. He had not told Ron and Hermione about the Lord of Phoenix information. Neither did they know that he was a or rather the High Lord of Phoenix. It would not hurt to tell them about Seilftrist. "It mentioned Lord Seilftrist though."
"Really?" Hermione asked eagerly. "What did it say?"
Harry was about to answer but they were interrupted by Professor Snape who had silently approached the table. "Potter," he growled.
"Yes?" Harry replied calmly.
"You gave Malfoy a severe detention last night. I'm the Head of his house and I demand that I be in charge of his punishment. Not only that, you're not really a full professor." Snape said coolly.
"I see," Harry replied. "Did he explain that he was in the Restricted Section with Crabbe and Goyle, looking up a topic that would interest certain parties greatly, such as Voldemort?"
Snape glared at Harry, "I'm not dim witted Potter. I understand that he was up to no good."
"Very well then," Harry said. "You may change his detention to suit yourself, you may even cut the number of points I took away from Slytherin by half. However, whether or not I am a full-time professor, I am in charge of the prefects when they patrol, and Malfoy was most certainly disobeying orders. I will not allow him to be a prefect any longer."
"So be it," Snape hissed. He promptly left for the staff table.
Ron sighed bitterly, "It was too good to last. You know that Snape will let him off easily."
"I wouldn't worry about it," Harry said consolingly. Slytherin still loses seventy-five points and Malfoy will no longer be a prefect. Besides, I think Snape was doing this more for the principle rather than to protect Malfoy. He doesn't think that I should be a professor."
"You said that you found something out about Seilftrist," Hermione cut in, reminding Harry about the topic at hand.
Harry nodded as he reached for a piece of toast. "Yes, the book mentioned that he was a Lieutenant to the High Lord of Phoenix."
Hermione frowned thoughtfully as she chewed on a piece of bacon. "I've seen vague references about Lords of Phoenix here and there. They're supposed to be rather powerful. I think I might understand too about this Lieutenant thing as well."
Harry shrugged as if he knew nothing about Lords of Phoenix. "That's all it said about Seilftrist." Suddenly a thought occurred to Harry. Ginny had mentioned that Dumbledore was a Lord of Phoenix. Maybe he would know some stuff that if it didn't help their hunt, at least it would help him personally.
Harry stood up and explained that he should probably go and see Dumbledore about the Malfoy incident. They waved and as he left Ron served himself some seconds and Hermione picked up the Daily Prophet.
The stone gargoyle that guarded Dumbledore's office moved aside as Harry approached. It had recognized the ring already. Harry quickly rushed up the moving stone staircase and found Dumbledore sitting at his desk.
"I thought that you might be coming to visit me soon," Dumbledore said, smiling as he gestured for Harry to take a seat.
Harry moved forward and sat down in the chair before Dumbledore's desk. He quickly explained about Malfoy and what he had caught him doing. Then he explained about how he had found out and learned about being the High Lord of Phoenix. "What does it mean? What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to learn about these powers?"
Dumbledore smiled and looked Harry straight in the eye. "I wondered how long it would take for you to discover who you are. Your ring most likely sped up the process. You're also right that Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger are Lord and Lady of the Phoenix. They are actually two of your lieutenants, though they do not know this yet."
"What about Ginny?" Harry asked. "She's a helpful friend as well."
Dumbledore smiled and his eyes began to twinkle. "Yes, a very helpful friend indeed. She is a Lady of the Phoenix, more powerful than your lieutenants though."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked suspiciously.
"She's very powerful in her own right," Dumbledore answered. "You asked several questions before, and I shall try to answer them. What does it mean to be the High Lord of the Phoenix? It means that you have a great responsibility to fight against the Dark and for the well being of all humankind. I think that answers the first two questions. How do you learn about your powers? That is harder. I too am a Lord of Phoenix. I cannot teach you to use your powers though. Each individual Lord and Lady has their own brand or style. In time you will begin to discover yours. Your ring will help you as best it can."
"I see," Harry said slowly. "So it will just come to me eventually?"
Dumbledore nodded. "As will your purposes, goals, and missions. You cannot just sit back and wait though Harry. You must go out there and learn. Your studies will increase your knowledge and open the way to your power. I have one suggestion for you other than what I have said."
"What is that?"
"You should try to learn with Miss Weasley. You two will get along greatly together and you will find that your interests are very closely related. Separately, you two will eventually learn and began very powerful. Together though, you will learn much faster and become much more than very powerful."
"Why is that so?" Harry inquired.
Dumbledore's eyes twinkled as he answered, "One day you will know and understand. Just take my advice for now."
"Does Voldemort know about this?" Harry asked uncomfortably.
Dumbledore shook his head no, "He does not Harry. It is best that it remains that way. Tell no one about yourself except for Ginny. Make sure that she tells no one about herself. Not even your other friends. That includes Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger. You must keep this a secret until it is safe for it to become known."
"What about Ron and Hermione being nobles of the Phoenix, should they know about themselves?"
"You are right Harry. I will meet with them later and tell them. I will tell them to keep their secret, even from you. If you know about them, in their view, you would have to be fair and tell them about you. They could un-knowingly betray you. They will most likely become secretive from you or even act like they're protecting you with their awesome powers. They're your lieutenants, it is after all, sort of their job when you're around. One day you need to let them know. Wait until it is safe for now though. I will tell them only that they are lieutenants to the High Lord of Phoenix. I will not say who you are. I will explain about their responsibilities and powers. You may issue your orders to them through me if need be."
Harry nodded slowly, doing his best to take in all of the information Dumbledore had revealed. "I suppose that I should get to class now."
"That would be wise Harry," Dumbledore responded.
* * * * * * *
Two weeks later on the weekend Harry leaned forward and carefully examined the chess board in front of him. Ron and Harry were playing a game of chess and Hermione was sitting next to Ron studying for her Ancient Runes class.
"So what did Dumbledore want to see you about?" Harry asked, already knowing the answer and wanting to see how Ron and Hermione were taking it.
Ron looked away nervously, "Nothing much, nothing at all really."
"Indeed," Harry said as he raised his eyebrows. "That sure was a long talk or rather, meeting about nothing."
Hermione quickly jumped in to cover Ron's sorry attempt to hide what they had discussed. "We sort of discussed Lord Seilftrist and what it meant to be a Lieutenant to the High Lord of Phoenix."
"That sounds interesting. What did you find out?" Harry prodded on.
"Well," Hermione began to lecture, "the High Lord of Phoenix is a very powerful and perhaps even omnipotent figure that sort of fits into your basic mythology. Ancient civilizations revered him as a god or at least, immortal figure despite the fact that he was never mortal. Modern civilization no longer really even remembers his existence. In their eyes, even if he was born to the world, he would just be a really powerful person."
Harry quickly covered up a severe grimace. This High Lord business was getting worse every day. At least Ginny still saw him as Harry, even though she knew about him. Harry also quickly thanked his lucky stars that he had not been born into an ancient civilization. "Never mortal? Was he ever prophesied to become mortal?"
"Something like that," Ron replied, "'born into the world to face humankind's greatest danger.'"
"Wasn't that guy with Nosyl Sharod dangerous?" Harry inquired.
Hermione nodded, "Yes, he was very dangerous. However, he was not the greatest danger. That's why Seilftrist was a Lieutenant to the High Lord of Phoenix. Although Seilftrist did not have all of the skill or knowledge possible that the High Lord would have, the High Lord granted unto him a great amount of power in two forms. The first, his own power as a Lord of Phoenix. The second was of course the sister-staff, Miledy Faisia. Supposedly that was the High Lord's own staff from the heavens or wherever."
Harry raised his eyebrows. His own staff from the heavens? That would make Miledy Faisia very powerful indeed. It might give him an advantage though. If it was his, shouldn't he know where to find it? Or at least be attracted to it? "We could sure use someone like that right about now," Harry said. He looked at their faces for a reaction. Ron nearly swallowed his tongue and Hermione managed to keep her cool.
"Y-yes, that would be good, wouldn't it?" Hermione said nervously.
Harry decided to let them off for a while. "So you two, Christmas is coming up. That means Christmas holidays. How would you like to spend the holidays at Valahost Hall with me?"
"That's a wonderful idea!" Hermione exclaimed, jumping into the new subject to dodge the old one.
"Valahost Hall is rather safe isn't it?" Ron asked thoughtfully.
Harry restrained his laughter. They were already trying to protect him. "Yes, that's what Dumbledore said," Harry replied. "Your whole families could come of course. The more the merrier."
"I just remembered something!" Ron said. "I was researching Camelot a bit, like I was supposed to. It so happens that Camelot is a very short distance away from Valahost Hall. We could check out some of the sites there."
Hermione's eyes brightened, "Some of the best libraries in Great Britain are in Camelot! Some of the oldest and most antique manuscripts and museums! It would be fun."
"I was actually thinking about a pub and some butter beer," Ron said in a teasing voice.
"Ron!"
Harry laughed. "Camelot sounds great. I'll go and tell Ginny before she makes any plans. I think she's looking something up in the library." He stood up just as Ron checkmated his king and exited through the portrait hole.
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Hermione sighed sadly as the portrait swung shut after Harry's departure. "I feel so bad about not being able to tell him. It would make his day if he knew that we were Lieutenants to the High Lord of Phoenix."
Ron nodded as he carefully put his chess set away. "I think he could tell that we were hiding something, but he didn't want to push it."
"I suppose it's in his best interest though." Hermione pointed out. "Anyway, I can't wait to get into studying our new powers. Our potential for knowledge is so great! Dumbledore is a Lord of Phoenix and look how much he knows!"
Ron nodded excitedly. "I really like the part about power! I could permanently turn Malfoy into a neon pink ferret, forever and ever! Do you think that we'll be the ones to wield Miledy Faisia to bring Voldemort down?"
Hermione shook her head. "I don't thinks so Ron. Dumbledore kind of hinted that there was someone else to use Miledy's power against Voldemort."
"Another Lieutenant perhaps?"
Hermione shrugged. "Who knows?"
A/N: Just a little bit of irony. . . . . . . . give me some serious feedback please! This chapter is kind of important and I need to know how I'm doing so I know how to handle the next chapters. Thanks for your time!