I just received a review not to long ago asking why Fawkes was the only
Phoenix in my story...Well I've been reading the mythology on the Phoenix
for quite sometime now, and no matter what culture you look at the theory
about there only being one bird seems almost universal. When Harry is
purchasing his wand, it makes mention of other Phoenixes, but never
specifies what time period they might have come from...Rowling is very
careful with her words, and although she makes references to other
Phoenixes she never actually says more than one exists at a time. Rowlings
has followed the myth of the Phoenix very carefully, so I figured I would
also..
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Chapter Four: Another Time, Another Place
It is amazing how the mind of a young girl works. Cho was so panicked, so rattled by the train ride, that she was positive that entire seventh year would be a disaster, but all her fears and woes had disappeared by the second day. In fact she hadn't even felt her mind wander since she arrived at Hogwarts, she blamed her odd experience the morning of the 1st on something she had eaten the night before.
Cho had never been one that struggled with making friends. She didn't even really have to try very hard. All her life people had been drawn to her. The red mark on her chest had faded and was barely noticeable to the naked eye now, and the amulet itself hadn't changed temperature. Cho sometimes wondered why she just didn't pitch the necklace into her jewelry box, and be done with it.
She hummed pleasantly to herself as she walked to her transfiguration lesson that wonderful first Tuesday of her seventh year.
"You have such a beautiful voice," said one of the many underclassmen Ravenclaws that was always swimming around her. "Thank-you," she said as she picked back up on her tune.
Her life finally felt like it was back on track, she was happy for the first time in well over a year. She had been so distraught since Cedric had died, she often wondered if the reason she couldn't remember her dreams was because they were of Cedric. Yet, lately she almost felt a peace when she thought about him. She remember the kind words of her grandmother, "don't fear death child, it only passing of one of life's greatest adventures."
She took a deep breath; she wasn't going to be known as the crybaby this year. She took her seat in her N.E.W.T transfiguration class as Professor McGonagall greeted the class in a first of the year fashion, Cho held her head up proudly, she was going to have good year after all.
This might have just positive thinking, the fears and woes that Cho had faced on the train smacked in the face as she headed to the Great Hall for lunch that day. She felt like her lung were running out of air, and the bitter coldness seemed to engulf her. She felt like someone had just dropped her into a bucket of ice water, and her body almost gave to it's own weight as she realized something had grabbed her hand.
"Hello Cho," said a cold voice.
She tired to catch her breath, she tried to get her eyes to adjust, but the pain that was searing through her entire body was crippling her senses. She felt the coldness back her into a wall, and as she saw the image of the boy in front of her, she realized he had pinned her with his arms.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked hatefully.
"Leave me alone," she muttered trying to muster all the strength she had to get away.
She saw him turn his face and laugh at his friends standing behind him.
"Why should I?" he badgered.
"Because she told you to," said another voice.
Cho finally realized who it was that had backed her into the wall, it was Draco Malfoy.
"Potter," Malfoy said hatefully as he turned his attention away from Cho.
"She said leave her alone," Harry had his wand drawn as was daring Malfoy to reach for his.
"What am I offending your girlfriend, or wait, I think she dumped you," Malfoy laughed coldly.
"Missing Daddy?" Harry jeered.
Malfoy's eyes grew cold, and he reared on Cho one last time, "this isn't over." She felt his cold lips slip on her cheek as he turned and left. She could hear his cold laugh echoing down the hallway.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked as he pulled Cho off the wall.
She didn't speak, but she felt the coldness that had engulfed her melt when he slid his warm arms around her.
"Goodness, you're freezing!" he said suddenly as she let herself collapse into his arms. "We need to get you to Madame Pomfrey."
"No," Cho finally managed, "I'll be fine."
Cho saw Harry give an understanding smile as he tried to help her towards the Great Hall. Had she been in her right mind she probably would have been embarrassed beyond words, but she was still so shaken and cold. She felt herself regaining strength with ever step, and when they finally reached the doors to the hall she was able to hold herself up again without assistance.
"Thank-you Harry," she said now feeling the blood rushing to her cheeks.
"Malfoy's a prat, just let me know if he bothers you again," he replied back.
Harry smiled warmly as he turned to enter the Great Hall when he stopped. She wasn't sure where she found the courage, but something had made her reach out a grab his hand.
"I'm sorry about everything that happened last year," she said suddenly.
"Yea, me too," Harry replied back, not letting his eyes meet hers.
"Do you hate me?" she asked quickly, like it had been on her mind for quite sometime.
"No," he said instantly.
"I wouldn't blame you," she replied back.
Harry's head was now facing forward and his emerald green eyes were piercing hers.
"You have the most amazing eyes," she said without thinking. When she realized what she had said her face turned a deep scarlet and she lowered her head to her shoes. Harry's face was also a deep shade of red and he smiled to acknowledge the compliment.
They stood there in an awkward silence for a few minuets, and Cho began to wonder why he hadn't left. Like he had been reading her thoughts he laughed and asked, "uh, Cho?"
"Yes," she said eagerly.
"Can I have my hand back?" Harry tried to smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she jerked back, now beyond the point of embarrassed.
She caught his eyes lingering towards her chest, and just as she was about to get offended he made a reach for her necklace.
"This is a Phoenix, isn't it?" he asked examining the pendant in his hand.
"Yes, my grandmother gave it to me before she died," Cho explained.
"Magnificent birds," Harry muttered.
"Bird," Cho corrected, she wasn't sure where that came from, she wasn't an expert on Phoenix's or anything, but something deep in her mind addressed his statement.
"Only one Phoenix lives at a time," she lowered her head trying to figure out where that came from.
Harry smiled as she released the small pendant from his grip, "I didn't know that."
Cho smiled as he turned and disappeared into the crowd of the Great Hall. She let her small fingers touch the small bird hanging around her neck and whispered to herself, "neither did I."
Thanks to everyone who is reviewing...It really means a lot to me!
Please continue to read and review..and remember nothing is my own!
Chapter Four: Another Time, Another Place
It is amazing how the mind of a young girl works. Cho was so panicked, so rattled by the train ride, that she was positive that entire seventh year would be a disaster, but all her fears and woes had disappeared by the second day. In fact she hadn't even felt her mind wander since she arrived at Hogwarts, she blamed her odd experience the morning of the 1st on something she had eaten the night before.
Cho had never been one that struggled with making friends. She didn't even really have to try very hard. All her life people had been drawn to her. The red mark on her chest had faded and was barely noticeable to the naked eye now, and the amulet itself hadn't changed temperature. Cho sometimes wondered why she just didn't pitch the necklace into her jewelry box, and be done with it.
She hummed pleasantly to herself as she walked to her transfiguration lesson that wonderful first Tuesday of her seventh year.
"You have such a beautiful voice," said one of the many underclassmen Ravenclaws that was always swimming around her. "Thank-you," she said as she picked back up on her tune.
Her life finally felt like it was back on track, she was happy for the first time in well over a year. She had been so distraught since Cedric had died, she often wondered if the reason she couldn't remember her dreams was because they were of Cedric. Yet, lately she almost felt a peace when she thought about him. She remember the kind words of her grandmother, "don't fear death child, it only passing of one of life's greatest adventures."
She took a deep breath; she wasn't going to be known as the crybaby this year. She took her seat in her N.E.W.T transfiguration class as Professor McGonagall greeted the class in a first of the year fashion, Cho held her head up proudly, she was going to have good year after all.
This might have just positive thinking, the fears and woes that Cho had faced on the train smacked in the face as she headed to the Great Hall for lunch that day. She felt like her lung were running out of air, and the bitter coldness seemed to engulf her. She felt like someone had just dropped her into a bucket of ice water, and her body almost gave to it's own weight as she realized something had grabbed her hand.
"Hello Cho," said a cold voice.
She tired to catch her breath, she tried to get her eyes to adjust, but the pain that was searing through her entire body was crippling her senses. She felt the coldness back her into a wall, and as she saw the image of the boy in front of her, she realized he had pinned her with his arms.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked hatefully.
"Leave me alone," she muttered trying to muster all the strength she had to get away.
She saw him turn his face and laugh at his friends standing behind him.
"Why should I?" he badgered.
"Because she told you to," said another voice.
Cho finally realized who it was that had backed her into the wall, it was Draco Malfoy.
"Potter," Malfoy said hatefully as he turned his attention away from Cho.
"She said leave her alone," Harry had his wand drawn as was daring Malfoy to reach for his.
"What am I offending your girlfriend, or wait, I think she dumped you," Malfoy laughed coldly.
"Missing Daddy?" Harry jeered.
Malfoy's eyes grew cold, and he reared on Cho one last time, "this isn't over." She felt his cold lips slip on her cheek as he turned and left. She could hear his cold laugh echoing down the hallway.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked as he pulled Cho off the wall.
She didn't speak, but she felt the coldness that had engulfed her melt when he slid his warm arms around her.
"Goodness, you're freezing!" he said suddenly as she let herself collapse into his arms. "We need to get you to Madame Pomfrey."
"No," Cho finally managed, "I'll be fine."
Cho saw Harry give an understanding smile as he tried to help her towards the Great Hall. Had she been in her right mind she probably would have been embarrassed beyond words, but she was still so shaken and cold. She felt herself regaining strength with ever step, and when they finally reached the doors to the hall she was able to hold herself up again without assistance.
"Thank-you Harry," she said now feeling the blood rushing to her cheeks.
"Malfoy's a prat, just let me know if he bothers you again," he replied back.
Harry smiled warmly as he turned to enter the Great Hall when he stopped. She wasn't sure where she found the courage, but something had made her reach out a grab his hand.
"I'm sorry about everything that happened last year," she said suddenly.
"Yea, me too," Harry replied back, not letting his eyes meet hers.
"Do you hate me?" she asked quickly, like it had been on her mind for quite sometime.
"No," he said instantly.
"I wouldn't blame you," she replied back.
Harry's head was now facing forward and his emerald green eyes were piercing hers.
"You have the most amazing eyes," she said without thinking. When she realized what she had said her face turned a deep scarlet and she lowered her head to her shoes. Harry's face was also a deep shade of red and he smiled to acknowledge the compliment.
They stood there in an awkward silence for a few minuets, and Cho began to wonder why he hadn't left. Like he had been reading her thoughts he laughed and asked, "uh, Cho?"
"Yes," she said eagerly.
"Can I have my hand back?" Harry tried to smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she jerked back, now beyond the point of embarrassed.
She caught his eyes lingering towards her chest, and just as she was about to get offended he made a reach for her necklace.
"This is a Phoenix, isn't it?" he asked examining the pendant in his hand.
"Yes, my grandmother gave it to me before she died," Cho explained.
"Magnificent birds," Harry muttered.
"Bird," Cho corrected, she wasn't sure where that came from, she wasn't an expert on Phoenix's or anything, but something deep in her mind addressed his statement.
"Only one Phoenix lives at a time," she lowered her head trying to figure out where that came from.
Harry smiled as she released the small pendant from his grip, "I didn't know that."
Cho smiled as he turned and disappeared into the crowd of the Great Hall. She let her small fingers touch the small bird hanging around her neck and whispered to herself, "neither did I."