CHAPTER 2.Dark Night
A shimmering light had caught Harry's eye. It was the light that beckoned his curiosity to come outside. Harry knew he couldn't venture out of the house unescorted, but there was something mystifying about the light that made it impossible to look away.
After staring at the light for a minute, Harry begun to pick out a small pulse. At first he thought he was simply seeing things, but something about the rhythm was intoxicating, and as the dull strobe became more intense Harry had found himself hypnotized by it.
Slowly his eyes begun to close, and Harry felt his mind began to drift away. Thrown first into darkness Harry's eyes pulsated like the rhythm of the light he had been staring at until slowly a fuzzy picture started coming into view. It was as if Harry was floating away from all existence. In the distance he could now clearly see Hogwarts, but what drew in his attention was not the school, but something much different.
"That's me." Harry thought as he floated over the Quidditch Pitch, and the object he had been drawn to took focus. Harry continued to concentrate on the image of himself at Hogwarts, and found that he was soon floated up thru the school, and descending the spiraling stairs that led down into a darkened hallway. It wasn't anywhere Harry had been before at Hogwarts, but he was sure that it was inside the castle.
Attached to the one side of the wall was a plaque, and slowly the picture began to form in Harry's mind; "It's all staring to come into focus." Harry thought. Suddenly just as Harry was putting it all together he was pulled away from the image and felt the intense pounding of in his mind as the plaque suddenly turned black. Without warning the shrill laugh of Voldermort could be herd, and Harry froze at his enemy spoke.
"SEE YOUR FATE POTTER, YOU WILL DIE SOON!"
Thundering into the room Sirius watched his Godson eerily look out the window.
"Get down!" he yelled, as 200 pounds of weight came crashing onto Harry's small frame. Harry tumbled quickly under the wait, and with a loud crunch, the two struck the hard floor of Harry's small room.
"Harry! Harry! WAKE UP!" Sirius was screaming. Looking out the window, Sirius was looking for anything out of the ordinary, when suddenly the dark mark appeared form over the rooftops of Arabella Figgs home. Turning to warn Harry, Sirius was completely paralyzed as he noticed his godson's head was flopping around as if he was having a seizure.
"My God Harry WAKE UP! We need to leave, NOW!" Sirius shouted, shaking Harry violently. Harry began to stir as his eyes came back into focus. Weak from whatever had just happened to him, Harry was unable to stand. Realizing that they were running out of time, Sirius threw him over his shoulder, grabbed Flame, and ran out the bedroom door and down the stairs.
In the short amount of time it took Sirius to reach the bottom of the stairs, the sky above Surrey had become pitch black. Listening to the sound of Thunder crashing around them, Sirius could see thick smoky fog began to settle around #4 Privet Drive, and feeling the cold hand of death swallowed the air around them, Sirius ran for the fireplace.
"My god Harry! Why did you have to trance out now?" Sirius shouted throwing some floo power into the fireplace and stepping in. Just as he yelled "The Burrow", the entire house went dark as 100 deatheaters apparated inside just as Sirius, Harry, and Flame disappeared with a roar of green flames.
"My god Harry! Why did you have to trance out now?" Sirius shouted throwing some floo power into the fireplace and stepping in. Just as he yelled "The Burrow", the entire house went dark as 100 deatheaters apparated inside just as Sirius, Harry, and Flame disappeared with a roar of green flames.
With a flash of light Harry, Sirius, and Flame, stepped out of the fireplace with a pure look of terror in their eyes.
Sirius laid Harry onto the closest couch, and as he spun around looking for a familiar face, he began yelling for the entire Weasley Clan.
Ron came out of the Kitchen followed by Mrs. Weasley.
"Bloody Hell Mate! What the Fu.." Ron began to yell
"Ronald Weasley! Watch your mouth this instant!"
"S-sorry mum." Ron turned flaming red with embarrassment.
Harry however, was too petrified to move. The shrill laugh of Voldermort still lingered inside of his head. He couldn't even answer Ron's chatter. He was in a complete state of shock.
"Molly, please help me with Harry. " Sirius pleaded, "Ron go and get your brothers and sister, we need to contact Dumbledore immediately." Ron looked confused, and was about to question Sirius. "Ronald, go! Move it now!" Molly repeated Sirius's plea.
Just as Ron was out of earshot, Molly spoke to Sirius. "Sirius, what is going on? He couldn't possibly be developing now, can he?"
"I just don't know Molly. One minute he was fine and the next he was catatonic." Sirius crushed his face with his hands in concern. "Please snap out of it." Sirius spoke, turning his gaze to Harry
"Oh, Harry, I can't bear to be without you" but Harry was elsewhere. He was floating above the discussion below him as if he were having an out of body experience.
"I just don't know Molly. One minute he was fine and the next he was catatonic." Sirius crushed his face with his hands in concern. "Please snap out of it." Sirius spoke, turning his gaze to Harry
"Oh, Harry, I can't bear to be without you" but Harry was elsewhere. He was floating above the discussion below him as if he were having an out of body experience.
"How can this be," Harry thought. "I can't be in two places at once." He said to himself, his voice sounded more like the wind than anything. Just then he saw Ron, Ginny, Fred and George run into the living room. Ginny broke down in tears as she saw his lifeless body lying there. Fred, George, and Ron all looked on with fear, and anger in there eyes.
"Hey Ron! I'm up here!" Harry yelled, but again his voice floated away with the very air. Ron never noticed him, and Harry was beginning to worry himself.
"Mum. w-w-what's going on?" a terrified Ron blurted out in between the sobs of pain he felt at seeing his friend lying there.
"Ron, please take your sister over to my bookcase and bring me the potions kit on the top shelf. Fred, George call Dumbledore and your father at once." Molly answered, and everyone just stopped as the gravity of the situation began to take hold. "Go on now.get a move on!" she yelled, and bringing life back into them, the Weasley children broke into action,
Within moments Ron and Ginny brought over Molly's Medi witch At Home Patch Em Up Kit. Molly cracked open the case and pulled out the Medi witch's Really Quick Patching Guide and opened it up to the page titled, Soul Calling.
Dumbledore, Arthur Weasley and the boys came over to the couch within a few moments as well, and when the headmaster looked at Harry, the shimmer in his eye turned cold as he saw the emptiness of Harry's stare. Leaning over Harry Dumbledore immediately took action with Molly.
"Molly please hand me potion eye of nute and the powered worms blood. We must act quickly and call his soul back into his body." Dumbledore stated desperately.
Handing Albus a clear smoky substance and one with tiny green flecks of dust, Everyone waited as Albus poured the contents into a Cauldron.
"Albus, surely you don't think." Molly begun to speak, watching as the headmaster lit a fire under the cauldron, and stir the potion with his wand.
"Molly this is not the time for conversation, we must first call his mind back to his body before we discuss anything else."
"Molly this is not the time for conversation, we must first call his mind back to his body before we discuss anything else."
Meanwhile.
Harry was hovering above the scene with an intense look on his face. When he heard Professor Dumbledore speaking, well he almost lost his mind. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His soul was free of his body? "How can this be?" He though, it was then that Harry began to drift into a daydream.
He was standing on a ruined tower. "This place looks so familiar," Harry thought. The tower had torn shrouds of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff lying on the floor, but overall still seemed to be in tact. Hearing a baby cry out with evident fear in his voice, Harry looked to the top of the tower to see a child crying.
"Don't cry. What's going on?" Harry said to the infant as he walked up the spiraling stairs to the top of the tower. It was then however that there eyes meet, and as if a ton of bricks had just hit his forehead, Harry was blinded by the shooting pain that ascended the length of his scar. Fighting off the pain, Harry looked up the staircase and saw two shadows moving toward him.
Instantly Harry was being pulled into his own navel. The familiar tug of a portkey was burning thru his veins, and having to close his eyes from the pain the light caused, Harry felt his body fall to the floor.
When he opened his eyes he saw all things Weasley. Mrs. Weasley and Prof. Dumbledore looked extremely pleased with themselves. Ron and Ginny were grinning thru tear stained eyes, and Sirius had the biggest smile on his face that Harry ever remembered seeing.
"Where am I?" Harry asked in a dry raspy voice.
The squawk of Harry's phoenix could be heard in the background, as Arthur Weasley was the first to speak up. "Well Harry,. your home."
A shimmering light had caught Harry's eye. It was the light that beckoned his curiosity to come outside. Harry knew he couldn't venture out of the house unescorted, but there was something mystifying about the light that made it impossible to look away.
After staring at the light for a minute, Harry begun to pick out a small pulse. At first he thought he was simply seeing things, but something about the rhythm was intoxicating, and as the dull strobe became more intense Harry had found himself hypnotized by it.
Slowly his eyes begun to close, and Harry felt his mind began to drift away. Thrown first into darkness Harry's eyes pulsated like the rhythm of the light he had been staring at until slowly a fuzzy picture started coming into view. It was as if Harry was floating away from all existence. In the distance he could now clearly see Hogwarts, but what drew in his attention was not the school, but something much different.
"That's me." Harry thought as he floated over the Quidditch Pitch, and the object he had been drawn to took focus. Harry continued to concentrate on the image of himself at Hogwarts, and found that he was soon floated up thru the school, and descending the spiraling stairs that led down into a darkened hallway. It wasn't anywhere Harry had been before at Hogwarts, but he was sure that it was inside the castle.
Attached to the one side of the wall was a plaque, and slowly the picture began to form in Harry's mind; "It's all staring to come into focus." Harry thought. Suddenly just as Harry was putting it all together he was pulled away from the image and felt the intense pounding of in his mind as the plaque suddenly turned black. Without warning the shrill laugh of Voldermort could be herd, and Harry froze at his enemy spoke.
"SEE YOUR FATE POTTER, YOU WILL DIE SOON!"
Thundering into the room Sirius watched his Godson eerily look out the window.
"Get down!" he yelled, as 200 pounds of weight came crashing onto Harry's small frame. Harry tumbled quickly under the wait, and with a loud crunch, the two struck the hard floor of Harry's small room.
"Harry! Harry! WAKE UP!" Sirius was screaming. Looking out the window, Sirius was looking for anything out of the ordinary, when suddenly the dark mark appeared form over the rooftops of Arabella Figgs home. Turning to warn Harry, Sirius was completely paralyzed as he noticed his godson's head was flopping around as if he was having a seizure.
"My God Harry WAKE UP! We need to leave, NOW!" Sirius shouted, shaking Harry violently. Harry began to stir as his eyes came back into focus. Weak from whatever had just happened to him, Harry was unable to stand. Realizing that they were running out of time, Sirius threw him over his shoulder, grabbed Flame, and ran out the bedroom door and down the stairs.
In the short amount of time it took Sirius to reach the bottom of the stairs, the sky above Surrey had become pitch black. Listening to the sound of Thunder crashing around them, Sirius could see thick smoky fog began to settle around #4 Privet Drive, and feeling the cold hand of death swallowed the air around them, Sirius ran for the fireplace.
"My god Harry! Why did you have to trance out now?" Sirius shouted throwing some floo power into the fireplace and stepping in. Just as he yelled "The Burrow", the entire house went dark as 100 deatheaters apparated inside just as Sirius, Harry, and Flame disappeared with a roar of green flames.
"My god Harry! Why did you have to trance out now?" Sirius shouted throwing some floo power into the fireplace and stepping in. Just as he yelled "The Burrow", the entire house went dark as 100 deatheaters apparated inside just as Sirius, Harry, and Flame disappeared with a roar of green flames.
With a flash of light Harry, Sirius, and Flame, stepped out of the fireplace with a pure look of terror in their eyes.
Sirius laid Harry onto the closest couch, and as he spun around looking for a familiar face, he began yelling for the entire Weasley Clan.
Ron came out of the Kitchen followed by Mrs. Weasley.
"Bloody Hell Mate! What the Fu.." Ron began to yell
"Ronald Weasley! Watch your mouth this instant!"
"S-sorry mum." Ron turned flaming red with embarrassment.
Harry however, was too petrified to move. The shrill laugh of Voldermort still lingered inside of his head. He couldn't even answer Ron's chatter. He was in a complete state of shock.
"Molly, please help me with Harry. " Sirius pleaded, "Ron go and get your brothers and sister, we need to contact Dumbledore immediately." Ron looked confused, and was about to question Sirius. "Ronald, go! Move it now!" Molly repeated Sirius's plea.
Just as Ron was out of earshot, Molly spoke to Sirius. "Sirius, what is going on? He couldn't possibly be developing now, can he?"
"I just don't know Molly. One minute he was fine and the next he was catatonic." Sirius crushed his face with his hands in concern. "Please snap out of it." Sirius spoke, turning his gaze to Harry
"Oh, Harry, I can't bear to be without you" but Harry was elsewhere. He was floating above the discussion below him as if he were having an out of body experience.
"I just don't know Molly. One minute he was fine and the next he was catatonic." Sirius crushed his face with his hands in concern. "Please snap out of it." Sirius spoke, turning his gaze to Harry
"Oh, Harry, I can't bear to be without you" but Harry was elsewhere. He was floating above the discussion below him as if he were having an out of body experience.
"How can this be," Harry thought. "I can't be in two places at once." He said to himself, his voice sounded more like the wind than anything. Just then he saw Ron, Ginny, Fred and George run into the living room. Ginny broke down in tears as she saw his lifeless body lying there. Fred, George, and Ron all looked on with fear, and anger in there eyes.
"Hey Ron! I'm up here!" Harry yelled, but again his voice floated away with the very air. Ron never noticed him, and Harry was beginning to worry himself.
"Mum. w-w-what's going on?" a terrified Ron blurted out in between the sobs of pain he felt at seeing his friend lying there.
"Ron, please take your sister over to my bookcase and bring me the potions kit on the top shelf. Fred, George call Dumbledore and your father at once." Molly answered, and everyone just stopped as the gravity of the situation began to take hold. "Go on now.get a move on!" she yelled, and bringing life back into them, the Weasley children broke into action,
Within moments Ron and Ginny brought over Molly's Medi witch At Home Patch Em Up Kit. Molly cracked open the case and pulled out the Medi witch's Really Quick Patching Guide and opened it up to the page titled, Soul Calling.
Dumbledore, Arthur Weasley and the boys came over to the couch within a few moments as well, and when the headmaster looked at Harry, the shimmer in his eye turned cold as he saw the emptiness of Harry's stare. Leaning over Harry Dumbledore immediately took action with Molly.
"Molly please hand me potion eye of nute and the powered worms blood. We must act quickly and call his soul back into his body." Dumbledore stated desperately.
Handing Albus a clear smoky substance and one with tiny green flecks of dust, Everyone waited as Albus poured the contents into a Cauldron.
"Albus, surely you don't think." Molly begun to speak, watching as the headmaster lit a fire under the cauldron, and stir the potion with his wand.
"Molly this is not the time for conversation, we must first call his mind back to his body before we discuss anything else."
"Molly this is not the time for conversation, we must first call his mind back to his body before we discuss anything else."
Meanwhile.
Harry was hovering above the scene with an intense look on his face. When he heard Professor Dumbledore speaking, well he almost lost his mind. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. His soul was free of his body? "How can this be?" He though, it was then that Harry began to drift into a daydream.
He was standing on a ruined tower. "This place looks so familiar," Harry thought. The tower had torn shrouds of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff lying on the floor, but overall still seemed to be in tact. Hearing a baby cry out with evident fear in his voice, Harry looked to the top of the tower to see a child crying.
"Don't cry. What's going on?" Harry said to the infant as he walked up the spiraling stairs to the top of the tower. It was then however that there eyes meet, and as if a ton of bricks had just hit his forehead, Harry was blinded by the shooting pain that ascended the length of his scar. Fighting off the pain, Harry looked up the staircase and saw two shadows moving toward him.
Instantly Harry was being pulled into his own navel. The familiar tug of a portkey was burning thru his veins, and having to close his eyes from the pain the light caused, Harry felt his body fall to the floor.
When he opened his eyes he saw all things Weasley. Mrs. Weasley and Prof. Dumbledore looked extremely pleased with themselves. Ron and Ginny were grinning thru tear stained eyes, and Sirius had the biggest smile on his face that Harry ever remembered seeing.
"Where am I?" Harry asked in a dry raspy voice.
The squawk of Harry's phoenix could be heard in the background, as Arthur Weasley was the first to speak up. "Well Harry,. your home."