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Chapter 3: The Unexpected Delivery
Harry had been asleep for a few hours when he was startled awake by a noise in his room. He yanked out his wand and fumbled for his glasses at the same time, before he saw a beautiful phoenix leave by the window. Harry was curious about the box with the note on top that was left on his desk. He went to the desk and opened the envelope an read:
Dear Young Lord,
My name is Fate and I am one of the last of a dying breed of phoenix called the Night Phoenixes. I am nearing my final burning day and I can't take care of my baby. I am entrusting her to you, because I have sensed your noble heart and know that you wouldn't allow anything to happen to my precious one. I left food for her when she hatches and you will be able to mind speak with her as my parting gift to you. Thank you for taking on this responsibility that I know you will be able to handle.
Fate
Harry was gaping as he looked from the note to the box then back to the note, before he put it down on the desk and opened the box. Inside the box was one of the most beautiful eggs he had ever seen, because it was the size of an ostrich egg and was whit with silver streaks on it. Suddenly there was the clear note of the phoenix song, before there were several cracks in the egg and the shell fell apart. A white phoenix with silver wingtips was sitting among the pieces of eggshell. The phoenix looked around its surroundings, before turning her head towards Harry and trilled, * "Who are you?" *
Harry heard the phoenix song with his ear, but heard the question behind the song in his head. Harry then thought at the young phoenix, * "Harry Potter is my name. Your mother left you in my care, since she is reaching her final burning day. I hope you are fine with this arrangement." * The magical bird then said, * "I am fine with this Harry Potter. I know a lot of things, which are passed down through the genes before we are born, but I didn't know about my mother's passing." *
* "I am sorry for the loss of your mother." * Harry thought spoke. * "So, with the information from your genes did she give you a name or is that for us to pick." * The phoenix sent, * "That is for you to decide Harry Potter." * Harry looked at the young phoenix and was thinking hard about this for few minutes, before he snapped his finger and sent, * "How about we call you Moonblaze, because you're a Night Phoenix, but we can call you Blaze for short and you can just call me Harry." * The phoenix lifted her wings to full spread and flew to Harry's shoulder, before she trilled, * "I like that name a lot. Thank you Harry for giving me such a good name, but I am now hungry." *
Harry liked the comfortable weight of Blaze on his shoulder and bent down to retrieve the food left by her mother. After feeding Blaze and stroking her feathers, while she gave contented cooing noses. He told her that it was time to get back to sleep. Harry lay back down on his bed with Blaze nestled into the crook under his left shoulder, before they both went to sleep till morning.
The next morning Harry woke up at his usual time of seven o'clock. Harry was getting dressed for his run in the new clothes that he had purchased and packed away the contact lenses in their case, which he had also bought for special occasions that he didn't want wear glasses. Hedwig flew in from her nightly hunting and saw Blaze perched on the headboard of the bed. They looked each other over and then conversed to each other in bird dialect, which Harry couldn't speak. They immediately liked each other, which Harry was grateful as he told them that he would return in a few hours. He glanced at the mirror and saw that the exercise and work had done him good. He had grown to five feet eleven inches, with a broad chest and very well toned muscled arms and legs.
Harry met Dudley in the foyer and they ran to the Youth Center after drinking a lot of water. At the center they both went to through their daily routine of weights, which helped Harry turn from a scrawny boy to a broad chested, muscled young man. The daily routine also helped Dudley lose two hundred pounds and gave him a well-defined chest instead of the blubber it used to be. They went to karate class after the weights, which the surprising thing was that Harry had already moved up to a black belt. He had shown a natural fighting ability to do the fighting techniques. Dudley also seemed to have this natural ability, but was brown belt, since he wouldn't take the test until next week. Harry had apologized to Dudley about not being able to watch his test, but told him that he would send a message by Hedwig, so Dudley could tell him all about his competition. Dudley accepted this and told Harry that he was kind of glad that he wouldn't be there, because if he failed he didn't want to do it in front of Harry, but Harry assured him that he wouldn't fail, which made Dudley happy that Harry had that faith in him.
Harry went to his final dance class after splitting up with Dudley. Harry's ability with karate actually helped him out with dancing, because it had taught him to use his balance gracefully. He actually hoped that there would be another ball this year, so he could dance with a girl without being afraid of stepping on her toes like last year. Harry was daydreaming, while running through the steps of his dance, and an image of the Great hall came to mind with its twelve Christmas trees. The hall was decked out in garland, snow falling from the enchanted ceiling, the music was playing and he was dancing closely with a girl in a beautiful gold gown and red hair swished as he turned her around.
Harry all of sudden tripped in his steps and fell down as he thought," Red hair. I...I can't be thinking of Ginny like that. She is just a good friend and Ron's sister." Harry then thought of Cho Chang and realized that his stomach didn't feel like it did before the end of last year and all he felt was an enormous guilt for Cedric. He thought of Ginny again and his stomach started having the same jumping fits that felt good like when he used to think of Cho. Harry put his head in his hands thinking, "Oh God, Ron's going to kill me for what I'm thinking of his sister. The twins will tease and torture me to no end, but what will Ginny do?"
This last question just wouldn't get out of his mind, so for the rest of his class and on the run home he kept thinking about what he was going to do with his feelings. Harry returned to his room and sat at his desk just thinking. Blaze on the bed could feel how troubled her friend was, so asked, * "Harry, what is the matter?" * He turned from his desk to see the phoenix staring intently at him and then sent, * "I told you about my best friend Ron." * At a nod from Blaze he continued, * "Well, he has a younger sister named Ginny, who I have been writing to a lot this summer and I realized today that I fancy her. I know she used to have a crush on me, but I think we have become good friends through our letters. I don't want to lose that friendship just when it has started by telling her that my feelings are more than just friends." *
The phoenix sat there thinking for a long while then Blaze trilled, * "Don't tell Ginny yet that you fancy her, but keep up the friendship between yourselves. Hide your feelings deep in your heart, until you notice that she would like it to be more than just friends, and then announce your feelings to her." * Harry pondered this for some time as he was starting to pack his trunk and sent, * "Thanks Blaze, I think I will finish packing now. We will be going to The Burrow tomorrow and you can meet my other friends." * Blaze looked very happy and sang, * "I would be delighted to meet your friends." * As Harry was falling asleep in the bed with blaze snuggled up to him again, he decided to take the phoenix's advice to heart and hide his feelings for the time being, while with Ginny.
A/N: please somebody give me some reviews. I would love to hear what anybody thinks of my story so far. Give me a vote on whether I should turn Draco good or keep him evil. I am leaning on turning him good in the sequel of this book, but having him stay evil for this book, but I am inclined to others opinions.
Chapter 3: The Unexpected Delivery
Harry had been asleep for a few hours when he was startled awake by a noise in his room. He yanked out his wand and fumbled for his glasses at the same time, before he saw a beautiful phoenix leave by the window. Harry was curious about the box with the note on top that was left on his desk. He went to the desk and opened the envelope an read:
Dear Young Lord,
My name is Fate and I am one of the last of a dying breed of phoenix called the Night Phoenixes. I am nearing my final burning day and I can't take care of my baby. I am entrusting her to you, because I have sensed your noble heart and know that you wouldn't allow anything to happen to my precious one. I left food for her when she hatches and you will be able to mind speak with her as my parting gift to you. Thank you for taking on this responsibility that I know you will be able to handle.
Fate
Harry was gaping as he looked from the note to the box then back to the note, before he put it down on the desk and opened the box. Inside the box was one of the most beautiful eggs he had ever seen, because it was the size of an ostrich egg and was whit with silver streaks on it. Suddenly there was the clear note of the phoenix song, before there were several cracks in the egg and the shell fell apart. A white phoenix with silver wingtips was sitting among the pieces of eggshell. The phoenix looked around its surroundings, before turning her head towards Harry and trilled, * "Who are you?" *
Harry heard the phoenix song with his ear, but heard the question behind the song in his head. Harry then thought at the young phoenix, * "Harry Potter is my name. Your mother left you in my care, since she is reaching her final burning day. I hope you are fine with this arrangement." * The magical bird then said, * "I am fine with this Harry Potter. I know a lot of things, which are passed down through the genes before we are born, but I didn't know about my mother's passing." *
* "I am sorry for the loss of your mother." * Harry thought spoke. * "So, with the information from your genes did she give you a name or is that for us to pick." * The phoenix sent, * "That is for you to decide Harry Potter." * Harry looked at the young phoenix and was thinking hard about this for few minutes, before he snapped his finger and sent, * "How about we call you Moonblaze, because you're a Night Phoenix, but we can call you Blaze for short and you can just call me Harry." * The phoenix lifted her wings to full spread and flew to Harry's shoulder, before she trilled, * "I like that name a lot. Thank you Harry for giving me such a good name, but I am now hungry." *
Harry liked the comfortable weight of Blaze on his shoulder and bent down to retrieve the food left by her mother. After feeding Blaze and stroking her feathers, while she gave contented cooing noses. He told her that it was time to get back to sleep. Harry lay back down on his bed with Blaze nestled into the crook under his left shoulder, before they both went to sleep till morning.
The next morning Harry woke up at his usual time of seven o'clock. Harry was getting dressed for his run in the new clothes that he had purchased and packed away the contact lenses in their case, which he had also bought for special occasions that he didn't want wear glasses. Hedwig flew in from her nightly hunting and saw Blaze perched on the headboard of the bed. They looked each other over and then conversed to each other in bird dialect, which Harry couldn't speak. They immediately liked each other, which Harry was grateful as he told them that he would return in a few hours. He glanced at the mirror and saw that the exercise and work had done him good. He had grown to five feet eleven inches, with a broad chest and very well toned muscled arms and legs.
Harry met Dudley in the foyer and they ran to the Youth Center after drinking a lot of water. At the center they both went to through their daily routine of weights, which helped Harry turn from a scrawny boy to a broad chested, muscled young man. The daily routine also helped Dudley lose two hundred pounds and gave him a well-defined chest instead of the blubber it used to be. They went to karate class after the weights, which the surprising thing was that Harry had already moved up to a black belt. He had shown a natural fighting ability to do the fighting techniques. Dudley also seemed to have this natural ability, but was brown belt, since he wouldn't take the test until next week. Harry had apologized to Dudley about not being able to watch his test, but told him that he would send a message by Hedwig, so Dudley could tell him all about his competition. Dudley accepted this and told Harry that he was kind of glad that he wouldn't be there, because if he failed he didn't want to do it in front of Harry, but Harry assured him that he wouldn't fail, which made Dudley happy that Harry had that faith in him.
Harry went to his final dance class after splitting up with Dudley. Harry's ability with karate actually helped him out with dancing, because it had taught him to use his balance gracefully. He actually hoped that there would be another ball this year, so he could dance with a girl without being afraid of stepping on her toes like last year. Harry was daydreaming, while running through the steps of his dance, and an image of the Great hall came to mind with its twelve Christmas trees. The hall was decked out in garland, snow falling from the enchanted ceiling, the music was playing and he was dancing closely with a girl in a beautiful gold gown and red hair swished as he turned her around.
Harry all of sudden tripped in his steps and fell down as he thought," Red hair. I...I can't be thinking of Ginny like that. She is just a good friend and Ron's sister." Harry then thought of Cho Chang and realized that his stomach didn't feel like it did before the end of last year and all he felt was an enormous guilt for Cedric. He thought of Ginny again and his stomach started having the same jumping fits that felt good like when he used to think of Cho. Harry put his head in his hands thinking, "Oh God, Ron's going to kill me for what I'm thinking of his sister. The twins will tease and torture me to no end, but what will Ginny do?"
This last question just wouldn't get out of his mind, so for the rest of his class and on the run home he kept thinking about what he was going to do with his feelings. Harry returned to his room and sat at his desk just thinking. Blaze on the bed could feel how troubled her friend was, so asked, * "Harry, what is the matter?" * He turned from his desk to see the phoenix staring intently at him and then sent, * "I told you about my best friend Ron." * At a nod from Blaze he continued, * "Well, he has a younger sister named Ginny, who I have been writing to a lot this summer and I realized today that I fancy her. I know she used to have a crush on me, but I think we have become good friends through our letters. I don't want to lose that friendship just when it has started by telling her that my feelings are more than just friends." *
The phoenix sat there thinking for a long while then Blaze trilled, * "Don't tell Ginny yet that you fancy her, but keep up the friendship between yourselves. Hide your feelings deep in your heart, until you notice that she would like it to be more than just friends, and then announce your feelings to her." * Harry pondered this for some time as he was starting to pack his trunk and sent, * "Thanks Blaze, I think I will finish packing now. We will be going to The Burrow tomorrow and you can meet my other friends." * Blaze looked very happy and sang, * "I would be delighted to meet your friends." * As Harry was falling asleep in the bed with blaze snuggled up to him again, he decided to take the phoenix's advice to heart and hide his feelings for the time being, while with Ginny.
A/N: please somebody give me some reviews. I would love to hear what anybody thinks of my story so far. Give me a vote on whether I should turn Draco good or keep him evil. I am leaning on turning him good in the sequel of this book, but having him stay evil for this book, but I am inclined to others opinions.