The Secrets of the Past
Chapter Six: The Return of the Order of the Phoenix
Harry couldn't wait until Monday night. For the rest of the weekend, he tried to keep his mind busy, but couldn't help but think about how he was leaving Privet Drive for almost two whole months. He even asked Aunt Petunia for more chores because he knew that if he stood still, he would go insane. Finally when Monday morning came, Harry was so relieved and excited he thought he was going to burst. He already had his trunk all packed up with his clothes, schoolbooks, and his trusty Firebolt.
That morning Harry got up with the sun since he really couldn't sleep the previous night. His mind was filled with visions of how he would spend his summer holiday at the Burrow. He was even looking forward to being Fred and George's guienpig with their new gags that they invented. (Sort of.) He couldn't wait to get out of the nightmare that he has been forced to live in for the past fourteen years of his existence. Since everyone else in the house was still asleep, Harry decided to stay in his room. He enjoyed the silence in the morning before Dudley started listening to his music or his whinnying about how he broke one of his many things. Since all his school things were already packed away in his trunk, Harry decided to look at one of his Quidditch books that he forgot to pack away. He couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts and get on the field, and practice his dives and mid-air rolls. He wondered who their new captain was going to be, or who the new keeper would be since Oliver Wood was no longer at Hogwarts. Harry wondered what it would be like to captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but quickly dismissed the idea since he felt he had enough publicity already.
After almost being up of an hour or so, Harry heard that his aunt and uncle get up and head downstairs for breakfast. Harry decided he would wait just a few more minutes before he made his morning appearance. He also didn't want to be the first thing Dudley saw in the morning; for fear that he might use him as a punching bag again. When he heard Dudley's loud heavy feet climb down the staircase, Harry got up from his bed, quickly got dressed in some jeans and one of his favorite shirts that was starting to wear thin. He then headed down for breakfast with a smile, since it was his last at the Dursley's home.
"Why are you all happy?" asked Dudley when Harry entered into the kitchen.
"Oh, no reason. Just woke up that way, that's all." said Harry as he sat down at the table not trying to sound to pleased that he was leaving later on today.
"Aren't you suppose to be leaving tonight?" asked Uncle Vernon as he took a sip from his coffee cup.
"Is that today? I guess so," said Harry in a sort of shocked expression.
"Well I just hope that those people show up on time unlike the last time." said Aunt Petunia as she placed a plate of pancakes and bacon on the table. The moment Dudley saw the food, he quickly grabbed a stack and a handful of bacon and began to inhale it. "They aren't coming the same way they did last year are they?"
"No, the letter said that they would be coming by car," said Vernon. Deep down both Vernon and Petunia were glad that they didn't have to deal with their abnormal nephew for the rest of the summer. They still regret the day they took him in. After all these years Petunia still blamed her sister Lily for getting herself killed and for making her raise her son.
For the remainder of breakfast, Vernon talked about where they should go for their annual summer trip, and about how his company is coming out with a new drill bit design. Harry on the other hand ignored his uncle's yammering and couldn't stop thinking about how he wouldn't miss this, sitting at the table with the Dursleys while they talk about things that seemed so unimportant to him. "If they only knew what was really going on outside their own pathetic little world." Harry thought as he finished up eating his piece of bacon that he managed to grab before Dudley realized he left apiece behind.
That morning and afternoon, Aunt Petunia put Harry to work just like she did everyday. Today she had him clean out the attic and reorganize the all the boxes up there. As Harry crawled around the dusty old attic, he didn't seem to mind that it was hotter than an oven up there. "Probably because I'm so use to Professor Trelawney's classroom." he said to himself. He also didn't being up there since Dudley was playing d his music that sounds like a cat dying. As Harry moved the heavy boxes full of Dudley's old toys that he had when he was a baby, he tried to avoid hitting his head against the beams as he walked slowly from one side of the attic to the other. Harry was now a little bit taller than he was when he left Hogwarts a couple of weeks ago. He finally managed to out grow some of Dudley's old clothes lengthwise. He was a little bit more built up, but was still skinnier than most of the guy in his year. When he finally reorganized all the boxes, he sat down and tried to regain some of his strength. As Harry looked around at the job he had completed, he noticed that he missed a box in the far corner of the attic. "Aw man, not another one of Dudley's old baby things. Probably more old broken toys." said Harry as he got up and went over to the box. There was no writing on the box to indicate what was in it, or to whom it belonged to. It must have been up there for years since it was almost completely covered in dust. A voice from inside Harry's head told him to look inside it. After debating what seemed like a couple of minutes Harry's curiosity got the better of him and he found himself brushing off some of the dust and opening the box. What he found inside completely took him by surprise.
Inside the box, Harry found a bunch of his mom's old things from when she was a child. There were some pictures of Lily and Petunia together when they were small children, and a couple of family pictures. As Harry got toward the bottom of the box, he found some pictures of his mom and dad together when they were both at Hogwarts. He was a little shocked to find that the pictures were muggle pictures. The only types of photos that he ever saw of his parents were wizard ones. He found a couple of his mom's journals from her first couple of years at Hogwarts. Feeling a little guilty about thinking about reading them, Harry heard that same voice again. "Go ahead, Harry. It's o.k." He looked around to see where the voice was coming from but there was no one up there with him. He could hear Dudley's music blaring from his room, and knew that Aunt Petunia had gone out to run some errands. Harry then sat down next to the box, and began to read his mom's journal.
"This journal is the property of one Lily Evans. If found please return it to me as soon as possible. Also if anyone is caught reading it, I shall place a curse on him or her that turns their hair purple and makes them hiccup unconditionally. (Petunia this means you.)"
September 1
Wow! I still can't believe that I'm a witch. The train ride here to Hogwarts was amazing. I couldn't believe that there were so many children who are wizards. I was so nervous when I first woke up this morning, I thought I wouldn't make any friends once I got here. When mom and dad took me to the train station, we couldn't find Platform 9 ¾. I thought for sure that I'd miss the train, until I saw these two boys lean up against the barrier between platform 9 and 10 and then disappear. I told my parents what I'd witnessed and seemed a little skeptical, but decided to give it a try.
Once I past the barrier, I couldn't believe the sight I saw, a bright shiny locomotive full of wizards and witches. After I got my things on the train, saying good-bye to mom and dad was so hard. I could tell that mom was trying hard not to cry and so was dad. I was glad that Petunia decided to stay home. I don't know if I could stand another minute of her complaining and calling me a freak. I still don't understand her. A few weeks ago we were the best of friends, and now…it's like she's a completely different person
As the train sped away toward Hogwarts, I had the urge to go exploring. Seeing everyone playing all these interesting wizard games seemed pretty neat. As I wondered around a little more, I ran into a really skinny boy that had really greasy black hair and a personality somewhat like Petunia's. He was a little scary dressed all in black, and his friend was just as bad. He was older than the greasy haired one who I later found out was called Severus. This guy had bright blond hair and an attitude of a total snob. I could tell that the blond one was looking for a fight. I got out there as quickly as I could, but then I ran into a group of fifth years that caused me to fall into one of the other compartment. I think I scared one of the guys in the compartment half to death. There were four boys in the compartment all looking down at me as if I was on something. One of them offered to help me up after a couple of minutes, his name was James Potter. He was pretty cute even though his black hair looked really untidy. He introduced me to the others: Sirius Black (very good looking, but some what of a show-off), Remus Lupin who looked rather pale, and Peter Pettigrew (the one I scared). I felt like a complete idiot just falling in like that, but they all seemed really nice. But there's just something about James that I can't quite put my finger on. After I left the compartment, I met up with a girl named Kelly Rocker, and her friends Felicia Figg, and Karen Crane. We talked about each other's families all the way to Hogwarts. Kelly is a muggle-born, Karen is half and half, and Karen is a pureblood.
When we finally arrived at school, I couldn't believe my eyes! All the lights in the windows and the air around the castle seemed sort of spooky and enchanting. When it was time for us to be sorted into the houses, I was scared out of my mind when Professor McGonagall called my name. I can still hear the hat's voice inside my head, and all I could remember thinking was "please don't put me in Slytherin". I was so relieved when the Sorting Hat shouted out Gryffindor.
The feast was incredible. Never have I seen such a sight when the food appeared just by the wave of Professor Dumbledore's hand! When I looked around the table, I noticed that Sirius, James, Remus, and Peter were also sorted into Gryffindor. Kelly and Felicia were sorted into Gryffindor too. Karen was sorted into Hufflepuff.
The dorms here are amazing as well. I'm so glad that I don't have to deal with Petunia's snoring. I know that this is definitely one experience that I will remember until the end of my days. I can't wait until classes start!
Harry sat there in the corner of the attic reading a few more of Lily's entries. She wrote mostly about how her and her friends were the victims of some of James, Sirius, and Remus's pranks. He continued to look through the old book for about another twenty minutes or so until his aunt called for him.
"Harry Potter are you still up there! You'd better come down and get cleaned up before your uncle gets home!" yelled Petunia from the bottom of the stairs.
"Coming Aunt Petunia!" he called back. Harry quickly stood up and grabbed most of his mom's things and put the box that was now half empty with all the others. He carried his mom's pictures and journals to his room and put them in his trunk. He kept wondering why the Dursleys never showed him any of his mother's things. He knew that they hated the fact that Lily was a witch, but they at least could have shown him some of the pictures from when she was a child. Harry decided not to ask why they hadn't shown him his mother's belongings, and went to take a quick shower before dinner.
When he got downstairs for dinner, Uncle Vernon was already home and seated at the table talking to Petunia about his day.
"Well I told him that…what are you looking at boy?" asked Vernon.
"Nothing sir." said Harry as he rolled his eyes and went over to the stove and stirred the pasta noodles that were in the boiling pot.
"When your done with that you can turn down the burner and take a seat." said Petunia.
Harry was a little surprised by his aunt's order. She never really told him to take a seat. She usually made him finish up her cooking and serve everyone. But he did what she requested and sat next to Vernon as he continued on with his story. After the pasta was done, Petunia called for Dudley and pretty soon everyone heard his heavy stomps down the stairs. Soon he entered into the kitchen and sat down ready to eat. When Aunt Petunia placed everyone's plate on the table, Dudley had a look of horror on his face.
"What in the bloody hell is this? Mom, I'm not on that stupid diet anymore. Why did you make this?" cried Dudley. Placed before everyone was a small piece of grilled chicken breast, some pasta that was lightly buttered with parmiagain, and a small portion of steamed green beans.
"I know that my Dudleypoo, but I thought that we didn't need to cut out the whole health plan completely. We'd just have at least one completely healthy meal at least once a week. That way, you can still be in shape when you go back to school in the fall." said Petunia as she sat down and started to eat her meal.
Uncle Vernon just sneered at his meal, but ate it anyway. He still didn't understand why he had to eat healthy when he was perfectly healthy at an even 298lbs. Sure he did get a little winded when he had to walk what seemed like a long distance to him, but he figured that happened to everyone his age.
For most of the meal, everyone ate in silence. Every now and then, Harry would check his watch that he got fixed to see what time it was. "Another five hours or so and I don't have to deal with these people any more." thought Harry as he forced down his dinner that tasted like rubber. He made a mental note to himself that another thing he wouldn't miss was his aunt's cooking.
For the rest of the evening, the Dursleys and Harry sat in the family room watching Dudley's favorite television programs. Another thing Harry wouldn't miss once he was gone. Finally at about quarter to eleven, Vernon spoke up. "Well I guess you should go and get your stuff boy. Those people will be here soon. You did pack all your things now didn't you? I don't want you coming back saying you forgot something."
"I packed all my things the other day." said Harry as he got up and went up the stairs to retrieve his heavy trunk. He made sure that he had everything for the second time today. He also made sure that he had his mum's things, his leather photo album, and his letters from Sirius, Ron, and one from Hermione that he got a couple of days after he got back from Hogwarts. He heaved his trunk down the stairs until he reached the bottom and then put it off to the side. He looked at the clock in the living room that now chimed 11:00 at night. As the Dursley's watched the nightly news, Harry sat himself near the window and waited for his ride to come and take him away from this God-awful place. He could already see himself now at the Weasley's home having the time of his life. He looked that clock again which now read 11:15. Harry started to build up his excitement. He looked out eagerly at the dark street for some sign of movement. He noticed that some light fog started to roll down the street. "Oh, bloody hell! I hope that they aren't going to be late because of some lousy sinking fog." thought Harry. As he looked up and down the street, he heard the clock chime 11:30. He quickly looked at the front door, and saw that no one had appeared. He looked up and down the street that still laid stone silent.
"Oh where are they?" he whispered. As the arrival time came and went, Harry started to think the worst. "Maybe they got lost? Maybe they got stuck in traffic? Maybe Voldemort found out about his move and Mr. Weasley was attacked? Or maybe they forgot about me?" These thoughts swam through Harry's head as he waited impatiently by the window. He started to scratch his head, which made his already messed up hair even more unmanageable. His stomach started to turn as he saw that the clock now read quarter to midnight. Harry looked over at his uncle who was now even getting a little annoyed over party's tardiness.
Thoughts started to form in Vernon's head. "Oh, no will have to deal with him for the summer after all. Oh, why can't these people ever be on time! Haven't these people ever heard of manners?" Worried looks came over Petunia's face as well as she saw that the clock now read 11:47. "They're not coming!" she thought. "Oh, please hurry up," thought Harry as he too looked at the clock. The tension in the room was almost at a breaking point until they all heard a knock at the door.
Harry and Vernon both jumped up from their seats. Vernon made his way to the door while Harry looked out the front window and saw the shapes of several people at the Dursley's doorstep.
"Who is it?" called Vernon.
"Mr. Dursley's? It's Arthur Weasley." called Mr. Weasley from the other side of the door. Uncle Vernon then opened the door and let in most of the people who were at the door. Harry was glad to see Mr. Weasley and Ron both walk into the living room with their bright red hair.
"Hey Ron! Hello Mr. Weasley." said Harry
"Hello Harry. Sorry we're late, but we had a little bit of trouble trying to get a car, and making sure that we weren't being followed." said Mr. Weasley.
"Yeah, we had to park the cars a couple of streets over. How have you been, mate?" asked Ron.
"Pretty good. But I'll be a lot better once I get out here." said Harry in a whisper.
"Oh, hey did you see who else came along with us?" asked Ron as he motion to the people behind him. Harry couldn't see them from where he was standing, so he moved the right a bit and looked around the corner to find Remus Lupin standing near the door and another member of the ministry. Suddenly Harry heard a bark and looked down at his feet to see Sirius in his dog form.
"Hi Professor Lupin. Hey S…Snuffles. It's good to see you," said Harry as he leaned down and scratched the top of Sirius's head.
"Hello, Harry. Are you ready to go? Do you have your trunk all set or do you need someone to help you go up and get it?" asked Remus.
"No that's o.k. My stuff is right here." said Harry and walked over to where his trunk was and started to heave in toward the door.
"Hey let me help with that, Harry." said Ron as he went over and picked up the other side of the trunk. "Geez, are you taking everything but the kitchen sink with you?"
"Ha Ha, very funny." said Harry sarcastically as he and Ron made their way to the door.
"Here let me take that," said Remus. Before Ron and Harry could protest, Remus took hold of the trunk and lifted it up by himself and carried it out the front door. Harry, Ron, and Vernon all look astounded at Remus's act.
"Must be that whole werewolf thing," whispered Harry to Ron. A couple of minutes later Remus returned to the house.
"Well I guess that's it then. Harry, say good-bye to your aunt and uncle," said Mr. Weasley.
"Bye!" said Harry quickly and made his way to the door before Mr. Weasley could protest like he did last year.
"Well, isn't someone eager to get going." said Remus as he grabbed Harry by the collar so that he wasn't completely out of the house.
"Sorry again about our tardiness. If you would like to know how Harry is you could always…" said Mr. Weasley
"No, no, that's o.k. We'll be very busy this summer with our trip and all" said Aunt Petunia who was eager to get all the "freaks" out of her house. Especially that big black dog, which she had the sinking feeling that he wasn't what he seemed to be.
"Oh…alright then. Well I guess that's it then. Good-night to you all." said Mr. Weasley, as he made a little bow to the Dursleys.
"Good-night…" said Uncle Vernon with a nervous smile. They moment everyone was out of the house, Vernon quickly closed the door and locked it. "and good riddance."
Outside the Dursley's house, Harry saw that there were two more members of the ministry there.
"Well come on then, it's getting last, and plus I promised Molly that I'd get you all home before it got too late." said Mr. Weasley.
One by one, each member of the small party traveled down Privet Drive. Two of the ministry workers were leading pack, followed by Mr. Weasley, Harry, Ron, Sirius, Remus, and the other member of the ministry. They traveled in silence, but the moment they left Privet Drive, Harry notice that Sirius had changed back into his normal human form.
"Ah, that's a little bit better. So, how are you doing Harry? You haven't been having any trouble since the last time I wrote you, have you?" asked Sirius.
"No, not really. Actually I haven't really had any of those dreams since I got your letter a couple of days ago." said Harry.
"Well, that's good. I'm really sorry that I couldn't be there for you," said Sirius in an apologetic tone.
"It's okay. I understand. Besides, I wouldn't want you to get caught by the Dementors on my account." chuckled Harry.
Sirius raised his eyebrow and gave Harry a look that said "lets not start that again." Merlin, he sounds just like James, thought Sirius.
"So tell me again why does Dumbledore want me to stay with Ron's family?" asked Harry
"Well, it's just a precaution Harry. After all, what happen a couple of weeks ago…Dumbledore just wants to make sure that you are protected that all" said Remus.
"Oh. But I thought…" said Harry.
"Harry, we can talk about this later. Right now we need to get you out of here and at the Burrow," said Sirius in a tone that Harry knew not to challenge.
For the rest of their journey, everyone walked in silence except of Harry and Ron. Ron kept whispering to Harry about what had happen since they last saw each other. Harry was going to tell Ron about what he found in the attic, but decided that he'd wait until they got to Ron's. The fog now was starting to get pretty thick and heavy as they made their way down a side street.
"We're almost there. Just another street over and then we can get out of here," said Mr. Weasley. Harry kept looking around but couldn't see anything except for the people around him. For some reason he had the feeling that they were being watched. Sirius and Remus both felt it too, and subconsciously moved closer around Harry and Ron. When the party was about a block or so away from the two ministry cars, a bright flash shot through the sky and hit one of the ministry workers. Then another set of bright sparks flew across the sky hitting the ministry worker that was behind Remus and causing Mr. Weasley to loose his wand. Soon Harry and the others realized that they were surrounded by about ten Death Eaters in dark robes with their hoods up; all armed with wands. It was an ambush.
Harry and Ron quickly pulled out their own wands, but they were both hit with Expelliarmus curse, causing their wands to fly out of their hands. Remus and Sirius were both fighting off several Death Eaters, while Mr. Weasley and one of the Ministry workers quickly ran to retrieve their own wands.
"Harry, Ron, get to the cars as fast as you can!" called Mr. Weasley as he began to duel with a Death Eater.
Before Harry and Ron could even begin to run, they saw that Mr. Weasley had been hit with the Cruciatus Cruse, and began to twitch violently while screaming in pain.
"DAD!" yelled Ron, but before he could run toward his father, another Death Eater came up from behind him and grabbed him. Harry began to try and pry the Death Eater's left arm off Ron, when two more Death Eaters came up from behind him and each seizing one of his arms.
"Let me go! Get off!" cried Harry as he fought to break the Death Eaters grips. But one of his captures took his fist and punch Harry in the head, causing him to cease his struggle.
Harry looked around dazed and confused. His vision was slightly blurry and his head felt as if it was going to be split in two. When his vision started to come into focus again, he saw that chains tied all the three Ministry workers, Mr. Weasley, Ron, and Remus together. Two of the Death Eaters dragged a slightly stunned Sirius over to the group and magically tied him to the others. Harry noticed that he dropped his wand on the ground and one of the Death Eaters went over to it and stepped on it, breaking it into two pieces. As he continued to look around, he noticed that one of the Death Eaters standing guard around the group placed several wands into his robes, each belonging to one of the captures. Harry tried to get away, but he realized that his feet were magically cemented to the ground and his hands were tied behind his back. Harry tried to wiggle his hands free but the ropes were so tightly bound to him, that more struggled, the more the ropes tightened around his wrists.
"Ah, Mr. Potter so good of you to join us, this evening." said one of the Death Eaters, behind a mask. Harry knew that voice, he heard it several times, especially on the night that he was sent to the graveyard. It was the voice of Lucius Malfoy.
"What do you want? Let my friends go!" growled Harry as he continued to struggle to get the ropes loose. Harry started to feel his temper rise quickly to the surface of his skin. He could feel the heat beginning to rise in his checks as saw his traveling party struggle to get loose from the chains.
"Temper, temper, now Mr. Potter. We wouldn't want you to be this hostile to the Dark Lord, when we take you to him, now would we?" said Lucius in a mock tone.
"Let them go or I swear I'll…"
"Or you'll what? Kill us? Now that is highly unlikely since you don't even have the courage to do so. No, no, the famous Harry Potter wouldn't kill a couple of the Dark Lords servants. Besides you don't even have a wand to even try to," said Lucius as he twirled Harry's wand between his fingers.
"I think that Mr. Potter should be taught a lesson in some manners, don't you agree?" he asked to the other Death Eaters who were standing around all of them. All of them made some remark of agreeing with the idea. "Very well then, Crucio!"
An excruciating pain swept over Harry. He felt as if a thousand white hot knives piercing every inch of his skin. Harry couldn't think of anything except the pain that coursed throughout his body. He screamed in anguish as all the Death Eaters around him began to laugh at his pain.
"HARRY! MALFOY, YOU SON OF A BITCH! LET HIM GO! THAT'S ENOUGH!" roared Sirius as he tried hastily to free his hands from the chains, along with the others that he was bound to.
Lucius gave a small chuckle and released the curse on Harry. Harry slumped over and began to shake as he tried to gain some of strength to try and free himself. Lucius then turned, walked over to the group, and bent down near Sirius.
"My, my, those are some very fierce words coming from someone who is in no condition to even speak," said Lucius coolly. "I think that you too need to learn a lesson in manners, Black." With that said, Lucius placed the Cruciatus Cruse on Sirius, causing him too to scream in agonizing pain.
"There that should do the trick," said Lucius as he lifted the cruse off Sirius, got up and returned to wear Harry was tied up. "Now, where was I? Oh, yes I remember now. The Dark Lord will be very pleased once he has gotten rid of you."
"Indeed I will," said a shrill voice. Lucius and several other Death Eaters turned to find another person wearing dark robes walking toward them. Harry and the others saw this figure too. A great sense of fear began to sweep over Harry, but as he saw the dark figure draw closer he felt that something was missing. His scar…wasn't hurting him at all.
"Who are you?" demanded Lucius with a sense of fear behind his words.
"Oh, come now Lucius. Don't tell me you don't even recognize your Lord even when he is in another form," said the shrill voice.
"Master? Master! Forgive me, I didn't know…I mean…" cried Lucius as he bent down and kissed the figures robes. The other Death Eaters scattered around Harry and the others also knelt down to the ground and paid homage to the person who was being possessed by Voldemort.
"That's quite enough of that now, Lucius. Get up. The sight of you is starting to make me ill," said the possessed person coldly. Lucius complied with the order and quickly stood up with his head hung low. "I can see that you aren't a complete failure after all. Well, well, well, what have we here," said the possessed person as he moved toward the chained up group.
Harry tried desperately to free his hands to try and help his friends, and godfather. As he struggled, he looked up as saw that Sirius, Mr. Weasley, Ron, and the other members of the Ministry were all struggling to free themselves. Remus on the other hand, just sat still looking up at the closing figure with a puzzled look upon his face.
"Ah, I see that my servants have caught a few worthless members from the Ministry, a pathetic teenager, and…ah…now here is something…weren't you one of the Potter's friends? You're the werewolf one aren't you?" asked the figure in a pleasant tone. Remus continued to look at the figure but didn't say a word. He couldn't see the person's face, but he had a funny feeling…it was as if he knew this person…
"I asked you a question, now answer me," said the shrill voice in a harsh tone.
"Don't answer him, Moony! He's not worth your breath," sniped Sirius as he continued to fight free. The figure then took his eyes off of Remus and turned toward Sirius.
"How dare you raise your voice to the great Lord Voldemort! Who do you think you…ah…what have we here. Why if it isn't the best friend, none the less. Come to the rescue only to find that you're too late again?"
"You son of a b…"
"Ah, ah, ah I wouldn't say that if I were you." said the shrill voice in a mock tone as he pulled out his wand and pointed it straight at Sirius's heart. "I guess I should owe you a thank you for helping out my servant Wormtail, all those years ago. If it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have one of my loyal servants to care for me when I was…um…debilitated." chuckled the possessed person.
"I wouldn't help you if my life depended on it!" barked Sirius with such venom in his voice it scared Harry a bit.
"Oh, shut up Blackie! Don't worry I'll deal with you later. But now, I have more pressing matters to deal with. Release the boy!" cried Voldemort's shrill voice.
"Um…master?" asked Lucius in a puzzled tone.
"Don't question my orders, now DO IT! Or do I have to teach you a lesson in obeying orders?"
"Y…yes master." said Lucius and motioned for two of the Death Eaters to untie Harry and keep a hold on him.
Harry struggled to be from the ropes that bound him, but the moment they were off, he tried to make a break for it. But before he could even take a step, the two Death Eaters grabbed a hold of his arms and forced him to move closer to where the possessed person was standing. Harry quick glanced over at the group and saw that a few Death Eaters had their wands out pointing them directly at chained men waiting for them to try and break free. He saw the look of fear and determination on Ron and his dad's faces. Sirius looked fearful for Harry, while Remus continued to look at the figure that was now standing in the middle of the large circle where Lucius Malfoy was once standing. The look on Remus's face was now full of curiosity and a slightly fearful.
"Harry Potter, such an honor it is to see you again," said the shrill voice of Voldemort's. Harry broke his glance from the group and looked at the figure standing before him. Harry's heart began to pound heavily against his ribcage. He was completely surrounded by Death Eaters, was unarmed, and had no hope of being saved by his traveling party. For the first time since the surprised attack, Harry became fearful that this was his end; that there was no hope in being rescued.
"Finally after all these years, I finally get to finish what I started almost fourteen years ago," said the shrill voice. Harry tried to see who exactly was under Voldemort's possession, but couldn't because of the dark hood, and the fog that was now starting to thin more. He wanted to know who the person was that would soon become his murderer. Suddenly a realization hit Harry…why would Voldemort possess someone, instead of coming and killing him in person.
"Let him go, I want to savor this moment with out you two swine in the picture," barked the possessed person. The cloaked figure stepped closer to Harry, as the two Death Eaters let go of his arms and stepped aside. Harry tried to will his feet to move, but they wouldn't comply. He was frozen with fear as the dark figure stood hovering over him. Harry closed his eyes as he felt the figure's breath fall down upon him. He was sort of surprised to find that it was warm and not chilling like it usually was when Voldemort stood close to him. But he was even more surprised with what the figure whispered to him. "On the count of three I want you to duck." Harry opened his eyes and looked up at the figure with a puzzled look, as it backed away slowly, slightly nodding his head.
"Now…Harry…It's time for you to say good-bye to this world. Oh, but don't worry, you'll soon be reunited with your parents and the rest of your entourage. I'll even be fair and count to three to give you time to prepare for the end. One…Two…………THREE!" cried the shrill voice. Harry immediately dropped to the ground as the figured cried three, but was shocked at what the figure called out after that. Instead of saying "Avada Kedavra", the figure cried out "Expelliarmus" twice.
He lifted his head to see that the two Death Eaters standing behind him had lost their wands and were thrown backwards. The figure then whipped around just in time to send Lucius Malfoy hurling through the air with another curse. The figure then quickly when over to the unconscious Malfoy and pulled out Harry's wand from his robes. "Harry, here!" cried the shrill voice of Voldemort as the figure tossed Harry his wand, which he caught. Harry stood there surprised for a second. "Is it my imagination or did Voldemort just help me?" thought Harry, but quickly dismissed the thought as he saw one of the Death Eaters come charging at him. "Impedimenta!" bellowed Harry and the Death Eater began to cry in pain.
Harry quickly spun around just to see the dark figure take on two more Death Eaters and hurled them several feet into the air with the flick of his wand. The cloaked figure ran toward the chained group and shouted "Breakio", and the chains that once held them all dissolved into thin air. Sirius quickly changed into his dog form and began to attack a nearby Death Eater. Mr. Weasley helped Ron up, while the other three members of the Ministry and Remus got up and tried to avoid getting hit by some stun cruses that were being shot off by several Death Eaters. The figure then went over toward one of the Death Eaters but was hit by a cures causing the figure to be thrown back a ways. Harry ran toward the Weasleys while shouting out cures as several Death Eaters came after him. When reached the Weasleys he noticed that the figure was starting to get up from the ground and saw that a shot of blue light came from the figures wand causing the nearby Death Eater to be thrown off his feet. The figure quickly got up and ran toward the unconscious person and pulled out the wands that belonged to Ron, Mr. Weasley, Remus, and the other three. But took Harry completely by surprised was the voice from under the cloaked figure's hood.
"Remus! Catch!" called a female voice as the figure tossed the wands to Remus. Remus caught the wands, and distributed them to their rightful owners.
"Everyone get to the cars!" cried Mr. Weasley as rendered a Death Eater immobile.
Harry, Ron, and a member of the Ministry ran toward the nearby cars, but Harry stopped immediately at the sound of Sirius's barking. Harry quickly turned around to see Lucius Malfoy, who now had lost his mask, cast a spell that sent Sirius flying through the air and land with a loud thud.
"SIRIUS!!" cried Harry. He tried to run to Sirius's aid but was stopped by the mysterious cloaked figure.
"No Harry, you need to get out of here, NOW!" said the woman's voice from under the cloak.
"NO, I need to…"
"I'll help Sirius, now go, GO!" said the cloaked figure as she pushed him back and began to duel with Lucius again. Remus came up from behind Harry and began to pull away from the fighting. Harry struggled to break Remus's grip and finally managed to break free. He instantly ran to where Sirius laid unconscious on the ground now back in his human form.
"Sirius! Sirius, please wake up!" cried Harry as he tried to shake Sirius awake. (Please don't be dead. thought Harry as he tried desperately to shake Sirius awake) To Harry relief, Sirius wasn't dead, but was seriously knock out cold. Harry heard Malfoy shout out the Cruciatus Cruse at the cloaked figure, and immediately the figure began to cry out in pain. Before Harry could shout out a curse, Remus came up from behind and beat Harry to the punch. Lucius was sent flying backward causing him to release the curse on the cloaked figure. Remus quickly ran to her aid.
"Are you o.k.? Come on…" said Remus as he helped the cloaked figure up. He could see that the person had a dark screen covering her face that was coming off. He could see a few strands of long blond hair coming out of the hood.
"No, Remus. You need to get Harry out of here, now." said the woman's voice in a demanding tone.
"But what about…"
"Don't worry about me, Moony! Just get Harry and the others away from here! I'll take care of the Death Eaters! Now go! GO!" shouted the woman's voice as she began to duel with an oncoming Death Eater. Remus complied with her demand and went over to where Harry and Sirius were.
"Come on Harry, we need to get you out of here."
"I'm not leaving without Sir…"
"I'll help Sirius. Now come on let's go." said Remus in a tone not to question with as he grabbed Sirius's arm and wrapped it round Remus own neck and lifted him up.
Harry got up quickly and ran toward the Ministry cars while Remus dragged Sirius's stunned body behind him. Harry glanced over his shouldered when he heard Lucius cry out "YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUU!" and saw that all the Death Eaters surrounded the cloaked figure, with her hood down. All Harry could see was the back of a woman with long blond hair in dark colored robes. Harry saw that the Death Eaters began to charge at her. Harry wanted to go back and help the woman but Remus continued to push him forward.
"Come on! Hurry up Harry!" cried Ron as he stood out side the car jumping up and down with his dad, and one of the Ministers. Harry, Remus, and a stunned Sirius ran quickly toward the cars. Remus shoved Sirius into the back seat of the car, while Harry turned back to see a pile of Death Eaters lying on top of one another. A wave of fear and panic began to come over Harry but was instantly dismissed when he saw that the figure had apperated away from the pile of Death Eaters. She had her hood up again and it seemed to him that she was looking right at him. Suddenly, Harry's scar began to burn fiercely, causing him to topple over.
"Harry?! Harry!? What is?" asked Mr. Wesley fearfully.
"He's…He's…angry! R…really….r-really angry!" strained Harry.
From a distance, the woman under the cloak could see everyone getting into the car. She suddenly became very worried as she saw and heard Harry cry in pain, clutching his forehead. She realized that someone was watching them and her, causing a mixture of fear and anger to rise up in her. Where is he! He must be close! she thought as she began to look around franticly for the only person that could cause Harry to cry in pain like that. She could feel that he was close by. The woman, turned back to where the others were and saw that they had all gotten into the car and were beginning to drive away. As she saw them go, a thought came to mind. She took her wand and pointed it to the night sky causing bright purple sparks to shoot out from the end.
From about a half a mile away, Voldemort and Wormtail stood on a small hill over looking what was going on. He saw the bright purple sparks shoot into the sky to form a massive phoenix into the sky that quickly turned a bright red and soared throughout the sky.
"So, The Order of the Phoenix has returned." said Voldemort in a low shrill voice.
"But…But master, who set it off?" asked Wormtail in a squeaky voice.
"It's her…she's returned. Ms. Starmenter has finally come home." said Voldemort as an evil grin came over his face.
(At the Locked-Box)
The cloaked figure suddenly appeared in the living room where a roaring fire was going in the fireplace. Miranda, quickly pulled off her hood, panting, and looked around at her three house elves and saw that Christine was in the mirror over the mantel.
"What did you do now!" said Christine in a stern tone with her eyebrow raised and her arms crossed.
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A/N- Sorry it took so long to put this chapter out. I had most of it written out a while ago, but then I got the Order of the Phoenix and I lost the urge to continue writing it. I couldn't believe what happen!! I was so upset when I found out who died. I still can't believe she did that! And I really liked that character too! Well anyway…after I mourned a bit over what I read, I came to the idea that I can now truly enjoy. THIS IS MY STORY! Which means that I don't have to off that particular character. (Yeah!!!!!!) So…..I'm going to continue on with my story although I might make some reference to what happened in the Order of the Phoenix. Thank you to all who reviewed! Keep them coming I enjoy reading them. They are a good source of motivation for me.
Disclaimer- I am not Jo Rowling, nor did I create Harry Potter and the rest of the characters. If I were J.K., I would not have killed off that particular character in the fifth book. (I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE SHE DID THAT!) Anyway…I only own this story's plot and new characters. Everything else belongs to her, unfortunately.