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Chapter 1 A Merging of Wands.
It was a cold morning July 31st. Harry Potter laid motionless as the cool morning breeze rustled his long jet-black hair. Sitting at his desk, Harry had fallen asleep while finishing his homework from the previous year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, and Wizardry
"Get up, come on you freak it's been almost a month since you left that room you have chores to do." Came the sound of Harry's Aunt through the door.
"No thank you" Harry yelled back sitting up, and pulling off the piece of parchment that had stuck to his face as he had fallen asleep directly over his books.
"Today is my birthday, even though that means nothing to you, I will be celebrating it in my room." He shouted back knowing very well that the silencing charms Dumbledore had placed on his door earlier would never allow any sound to leave his room.
Smiling for the first time in days, Harry stood from his desk, muscles aching from the uncomfortable nights rest, Harry decided to have a lie in, and turning to his bed, Harry froze as the sight of numerous owls scattered around his room stunned him.
"Well, well, good morning." he said walking over to the group of owls, "What do we have here?" He asked reaching out and grabbing the one closest to him. Noticing that the small owl was Pig, Ron's owl, and that the package it was carrying was much to heavy for the animal, Harry quickly untied the package and moved to open it.
"Alright, alright." Harry shouted, and the numerous owls begun to squeak in protest. Realizing that they most likely wanted to be on their way, Harry quickly relieved the remaining owls of their burdens, and watched gleefully as they flew off into the morning sky.
"Well, what do we have hear?" Harry said to himself as he grabbed the first box near him, "This is a bit weird" he murmured eying the package with interest. The package itself was not very large. The box, although changing colors randomly, seemed to be safe enough, but taking it slow, Harry grabbed the letter attached with it first, and begun to open it very slowly.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY" came the screams of Remus, Sirius, and the man Harry had come to know as Mr. Fletcher. Looking at a picture that was now floating in front of him, Harry smiled as the three waved at him.
"What are they trying to do, give me a heart attack" Harry laughed as he picked the picture from the floor, where it had fallen shortly after its opening. Realizing that he had up turned his chair, Harry straightened it, and sat back down,
Numerous times over the summer Harry had received letters from his godfather, and from what he understood they were currently somewhere in America gathering information on death eater activity in the states, and watching over a few families with strong European connections.
"Wow," Harry said to himself picking up the box Sirius had sent him, and opening it. Looking at the glass triangle shaped object that fell into his hand, Harry was a bit confused. Studying it closely he quickly found they're to be mists of blue, and orange that swirled around each other in the middle.
"What in Merlin's name is this" He said out loud, not expecting anything to actually respond, however as he continued to look into the object, he noticed the colors of blue and orange merge, and the words "Pelenyna triangle" appeared.
The words vanished almost as fast as they appeared, but Harry maintained his gaze as they swirling colors quickly merged to form something else. "Ask me what you need to know, and I will find the answer. For one smart wizard charmed me well, my knowledge is without measure." Saying the words out loud, Harry was even more confused than before.
"Are you telling me you can answer any question I have" He asked the triangle feeling a little silly doing so. Watching the blue and orange swirl merge once again, Harry smiled at the thought, but that stopped as an answer appeared. "Your Personal problems are your problems. If you ask me a question about knowledge, skill, or task I shale find the answer you need."
Determined to test it, Harry asked the Pelenyna triangle a few questions and when it answered every one of them correctly, he set it down making a mental note to have that handy when potions were involved.
Harry spent the next hour or so going through the gifts he received from his friends. He had managed to get more sweets, and pranks from Fred and George than he could use in a school term, but content on using them to his benefit, put them away for safe keeping.
Reaching the last of his numerous gifts, Harry came to where Hedwig; who had flown in just moments earlier, sat with a beautiful red, and gold wrapped box.
"Wow girl, that seems Heavy" he thought as he jumping up from his chair, and untied the letter from his tired owl. With an affectionate nip to his finger, Harry owl took off again through the window, and returning to the gift he just received, Harry froze as he recognizing the writing on the front immediately.
"Cho" He thought as he fought to hold back his emotions. You see Harry Potter had been home on summer break for close to five weeks now, and this was the first letter of any type he had received from his girlfriend.
Trembling terribly Harry pulled off the packaging, and opened the large box. Reaching a hand in, Harry pulled out numerous letters, and a smaller wooden box with his name engraved on the top.
Deciding to read the letters first, Harry opened the one on top, and read it aloud.
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday Harry, I am sorry I haven't written earlier, but Dumbledore told me that I couldn't. I am not sure if you have been told of what happened after you left last year, but ever since that night I have been in hiding with my parents. We traveled to my Uncle's house in Southern California, and I have been there every day since. That is until yesterday. I returned home yesterday to find Hedwig sitting on my bed with another letter; I see you have been thinking of me as much as I have of you.
At this point the writing had lost Cho's normal clean and fancy look, and had become very scratchy, and to, Harry it looked like water drops had been spilled on it. Reading a little further Harry understood exactly what had happened, these were not just water spots, but Tears.
Harry, Voldermort found out where we were hiding. A little less than a week ago he attacked my family. I am the only one who lived. I was at the grocery store when they hit his house. When I got home it was--------
Harry couldn't really understand what Cho had written after that, for it had become UN readable, but he continued to pick out words that only filled him with anger In the end Harry had come to understand that Dumbledore had moved Cho to a secret location, and that she was unable to tell him where, or write again all summer. Placing the letter down, Harry picked up the box with his name engraved on it.
Wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt, Harry fought back the tears threatening to escape. Deciding to open the gift sitting down, he climbed onto his bed and placed the rectangular box in his lap.
"Just open it you git" he said to himself as he closed his eyes, and pulled off lid, Slowly reaching his hand into the mahogany case, Harry's hand gripped the item, and upon opening his eyes, Harry stared transfixed to the object.
In his hand Harry was holding a wand. The wand in itself was useless, for it was broken in two down the middle. Looking from the box in his lap to the item in his hand, Harry was puzzled at why Cho would send him a broken wand, but put it off as he realized he was holding onto a metal hilt, unlike the wood hilt of his own.
Disregarding the phoenix feather that begun to glow as Harry handled the wand, Harry examined the metal hilt. Following each line as it wrapped around the wand, Harry could make out the artistically created image of a Gryffindor Lion/ Twisting, and turning the wand to get a better look, Harry spotted a golden glow out of the corner of his eye.
Turning the wand as if scared to do so, Harry red the inscription, and as grief and pain filled his heart, Harry allowed the wand to fall from his hand as the name James Potter played with his mind..
"W-wh-what, H-H-How Harry stuttered as he held his hand above the wand. Picking it up slowly, Harry turned it to where he could clearly read the name, and realizing he had not imagined it, He placed it delicately back into the box. James Potter encrusted in gold, staring directly back at him.
Sitting this way for hours, Harry couldn't move, his eyes never left the wand, and more importantly never left the name he could read. Through his mind, Harry kept replaying everything he knew about his parent's death. Seeing the flash of green light, and hearing the scream of his mother, Harry had never once thought to find out what had happened to his parents wands.
Closing his eyes as tears once again begun to fall, Harry pushed past the fear and doubt, and once again picked up his fathers wand. What happened next shocked Harry, for as soon as his hand touched the wand, Harry felt himself overcome with one, emotion, and gripping the wand and its ends, Harry pulled quickly, ripping the metal hilt from the broken wand.
Dropping all but the hilt, Harry pulled out his own wand, and within seconds the two merged, and Harry was knocked off his bed by the force of Magic that the merging of wands created. Jumping to his feet, Harry ran the two yards he had been blown, and crossed back to his bed, Harry once again stood frozen to the spot.
Harry watched in amazement as the two wands danced in the air. His fathers wand; which was still fractured through the middle, slowly settled into the box, while his wand drifted to a rest in his open hand.
Harry spent the next hour admiring the transformation his wand had undergone. Where the name once read James Potter, Harry had immediately noticed the first change. Instead of simply saying James Potter, the word Harry had appeared, and the wand now registered Harry's full name, Harry James Potter.
"Wow" He thought after replaying the morning's events in his mind. Pocketing the wand and moving to the fireplace Harry creating a small muggle fire, and tossing in some purple powder, waited for the fire to turn a light blue before sticking his head in.
"The Burrow" He said looking at the goblin controlling the floo communication network. "I am sorry sir, but we do not know of such a name" He replied. "Try Arthur, and Molly Weasley" Harry responded realizing that the communication link was much more particular than when using floo powder. "Ah yes that we do have." The goblin replied turning his dial, and accepting the knut from Harry.
"Ron, Harry's here." George shouted being that he was in the room at the time Harry immerged, and was busy going over a list of orders. "So Harry, did you get our package" he asked deciding to put off work, and chat. "Did I ever" Harry answered a huge smile on his face. Just then the entire Weasley Family came into the kitchen, and Harry was surprised to see Professor Dumbledore as well.
"Professor" Harry gasped seeing the Headmaster come into the room. "I was about to call upon you" he finished. "Harry, If you would like, you can visit for a few minutes, to activate your floo portal say the words Chocolate Frogs, then use the floo powder, and call out the burrow." Ducking his head back into his room, Harry ran to his bed, and grabbing his father's wand, and his phoenix cloak, Harry quickly did as Dumbledore asked, and moments later he was standing in the front room of the Weasley's.
"Ohh Harry, its good to see you" Molly said coming over, and giving him a motherly hug. "How are things, are you hungry dear?" she asked seeing that Harry was looking to thin for her liking.
"I'm okay thanks" Harry replied laughing as Ron rolled his eyes behind his mom. "So Harry, what brings you to the burrow" Fred asked coming into the room. "Well" Harry responded pulling out his wand, and showing the new improvements to it. Surprised at the fact he heard gasps come from a few, Harry allowed Dumbledore to take it, and inspect it.
"Harry, if I may ask, how did you do this?" He asked twirling the wand through his hand, and eyeing it for anything suspicious. "Well" Harry responded, showing him the box containing his father wand. "You see, I received this as a gift from Cho, well after that I can't explain what happened, the hilt just left this wand, and attached to mine" he finished, feeling stupid for his answer was clearly less than convincing.
"Very well Harry, I am sure your father would be happy to know his wand was returned to you" He said handing back Harry's wand. Harry however handed his new wand to Ron so the others could see it, and continued to talk to Dumbledore.
"Sir, Cho. How is she, where is she" He asked hoping for an answer. "Harry she doing better. The loss of her family has been a great load to carry. As for where she is, well closer than you may have known. She is staying with Mrs. Figg.
For the first time since Harry received a letter, he relaxed a little when it concerned Cho. "Thank you sir." He said surprising the head master by hugging him. Dumbledore however smiled warmly back as Harry let go, then excusing himself prepared to disapparate but stopped as Harry asked him another question.
"Professor, I know you are busy, but I was wondering?" "If you could go to Diagon Alley to get your things with the Weasley's" He finished for Harry knowing what he would ask. Smiling, and nodding Dumbledore advised him it would be okay, but also warned him to stay with Arthur, Ron, and Charlie the entire time.
'Thank you" Harry responded grateful for the opportunity. Saying goodbye, Dumbledore disappeared, and turning to his smiling friends, Harry accepted his wand back from Ron. "Harry, that is wicked, I wish I had something like that" Ron said eyeing his wand.
Harry smiled back at his friend, and pocketed the box and wand. "Well, Hermione said she would be meeting us at noon, so we best be going" Molly interrupted turning to her husband. "Arthur, you first." She said as her husband stepped up to the fireplace. "Do we have to take the floo?" He asked watching Fred and George apparate to there store.
"Well, I guess with it just being the two we could each take one and apparate" Molly answered grabbing a hold of Harry. Seconds later, and without warning, Harry felt a rush of wind come over him. And not expecting to be wisped away, fell to his knees as they suddenly appeared in front of Gringotts.
"Sorry Dear" Molly said picking Harry up as the popping noise next to him signified the arrival of Ron and Arthur. Moments later Charlie joined the group.
"I like that way much better" Harry said smiling to the others as for the first time he did not feel nauseous from traveling. Walking up the steps to Gringotts, Harry heard the shout of a woman, and in a blur of brown hair, both Harry, and Ron were wrapped in tight hugs from Hermione.
After a short conversation with Hermione, and reassurance that Dumbledore gave Harry the okay to visit, the group set off into the wizard bank. Harry was excited to back with his friends, and although he had spent most of the prior weeks finishing his homework, Harry was happy to be back where he felt most comfortable.
After a short trip to each of their Vaults, the group immerged to the streets of Diagon Alley. Being that Ron had had followed thru with Harry's earlier request. Harry did not have anything to buy, but being in the presence of his friends, was content on enjoying the day.
"Robes" Ron said as the group set off for the day. It was evident that Ron had grown over the summer so figuring it was as good a shop to start at than any, the three made there way in. It wasn't long before Harry and Hermione found themselves on stands as well, for the group was getting much older, and it was time for all of them to upgrade there apparel.
Being that Harry only had his black Hogwarts robes, he decided to get a few in different colors, and purchasing a pair of dark blue, and green, he convinced the young intern who was measuring Ron to add an additional two pairs of Hogwarts robes, and one of the dark blue robes for him as well. Being the first to complete his measurements, Harry happily paid for his things, and picked up most the cost of Ron's.
"Happy Birthday Mate" He said as Ron finally realized what had happened. Ron of course tried to argue knowing that Harry had already given him to much money as it was put up a good fuse, but in the end Harry insisted, and the fact they had already been made for him only helped the argument.
Bye the time Hermione said she had to go, all three of them were carrying bags of things. For Harry the day had gone by much to quick, but laden down with new books, and robes, Harry and Ron said there goodbye's to Hermione, and begun there walk to where Arthur, Molly, and Charlie had been sitting watching them.
"Well mate, I guess we should be leaving also" Ron said as Ron's family stood to meet up with them. Harry however stopped short as they came to the front doors of Olivanders, and getting a sudden idea asked Ron to wait for a moment.
"Ah, Harry Potter, good to see you again." "You to sir, I was wondering" Harry begun reaching into his pocket, and pulling out the box carrying his father wand. "Well I was wondering what you could do to this" He finished placing it on the desk.
Olivander opened the lid to the box, and letting out a small moan pulled out the broken contents within. "Well, well, well. I remember every wand I sell Mr. Potter, and this was one of my best." Gazing at the two broken pieces, and inspecting the phoenix feather sticking out of one he eventually began to speak.
"The power supply seems to be intact, I assume it was simply broken in half, I should be able to mend it." He finished seeing the smile cross Harry's face
"Will you send it to me once you are done?" Harry asked watching Olivander place the broken pieces back in the box, and pull out an order slip. "It will take me a month or so, I am quiet behind as it is, but if you fill this out" he said handing Harry an invoice. Harry didn't hesitant, and filling it out, Harry paid what Olivander had asked, and left the shop.
"Everything alright there mate?" Ron asked seeing the look on Harry's face. Harry smiled, and explained that they would be able to fix his fathers wand. "Well if that isn't great news" Molly said stepping up, and taking a few of the bags from Harry. "Shall we." she begun, only to stop, as the sounds of screams could be heard coming from Knockturn Alley only a few feet away.
Suddenly without warning wizards and witches alike begun to crowd into the street, and feeling Molly grab Harry, and Ron by their arms, Harry watched both Charlie, and Arthur pull there wands before he felt the familiar feeling of apparating, and with a pop, found both him, and Ron in the leaving room with an unconscious Molly.
"What just happened?" Harry asked reaching down to see if Molly was okay. "Death Eaters" Ron replied as he helped Harry move his mom onto the couch. "Mom apparated both of us, that is very difficult, and takes away a lot of energy. She'll be fine though" He added looking back to the fire as it glowed a sudden green, followed by the popping sound of numerous people in the room.
Smiling at the sight of Dumbledore, Charlie, Arthur, and Percy, Harry was relieved to see they were all okay. "Are you alright Harry?" Arthur asked coming over to inspect the two. With the sudden appearance of the death eaters, numerous hexes had been thrown, and a few had come close to the two.
"I'm fine, but by the looks of it your not, your bleeding" Harry said pointing to the blood soaked robes of both Arthur, and Charlie. "Daggers" Charlie said coming over, and pulling a small knife from his shoulder. "They had bloody daggers."
"Alas Voldermort is growing much stronger. He is training his followers to battle with weapons other than a wand." He finished tossing a pinch of purple powder into the fire, and calling for Poppy. Moments later the head nurse of Hogwarts appeared through the fire, and without word to anyone else, moved directly to Charlie who was now sitting holding his arm.
"Sir, do we know why they attacked?" Harry asked worried that it was because of him. "It was indeed Harry, a few saw you with your friends, and Voldermort sent the best of his men to try and capture you." Dumbledore answered obviously reading Harry's mind.
Determined to get his mind off of everything, Harry returned to the Dursley's with one thought. "Be prepared" he said to himself as he pulled his new 6 year books from the drawer. Opening up the first book, Harry begun to read, and didn't stop until he had transferred all the material to memory.
"What are the three unforgettable curses?" He asked himself reviewing what he had learned in the book he just read. "Well," he responded grabbing the quill he had been using all night, and tapping his forehead in concentration.
"The first of the three curses would be the Imperious Curse. It will cause its victim to loose control over their minds. The victim will do whatever they are commanded by whoever it was that placed them under the incantation. He finished reciting word for word the explanation of the curse.
Pacing the room, Harry continued to explain the curse. Holding the pencil in his hand like a wand, Harry lifted it high into the air, and circling it above his head, he pointed it at a fly buzzing around the room saying the spell. "Imperio"
"The second of the unforgettable curses is the Crucactus Curse. It causes its victim to scream in pain, and wish there life would be terminated. He said to himself after he had recited the correct definition, and thinking of the numerous times he had been placed under that exact curse. "Crucio" he shouted making the motion with the pencil, and pointing it out the window.
"The Aveda Kedavara curse" he said to himself. "The third, and worst curse of the lot." It takes the soul of its victim, and rips it from the body. It is used to kill all those I love and care for." He muttered to himself increasing the amount of pacing he was doing, and reliving again the night his parents died. Picturing Voldermort as if he was in front of him, Harry lifted his wand, and with a shout and motion like lightning, Harry shouted the incantation. "Aveda Kedavara"
Harry was completely unprepared for the result this would cause. Although a normal wizard would be unable to perform magic without a wand, Harry was not an ordinary wizard. No, not even close. In fact ever since he left the Weasley house fifteen hours ago, Harry had built up such raw emotion that when he shouted the words of that curse, the pencil he was holding burst into flames, and the cage that housed Hedwig was alight with fire.
"What in the name of Merlin?" he asked himself as an angry owl flew from behind the desk, and straight out the window. Turning from the cage to the burn marks on his hand, Harry looked over the rest of the room.
"Wicked" he thought gazing at the completely destroyed room. Harry had not noticed in his concentration earlier, but the path he had been previously pacing was clear of all objects, and the bed in which would normally be located where Harry was now standing was currently floating directly above him.
After getting his room back to normal, and his bed to the floor, Harry spent the rest of the day sleeping. When he woke up later that night, he decided to study more, and picking up his transfiguration book, begun to read it.
This was the routine for Harry. He found that once he picked up a book, he would read it straight through, and often found himself waking up at his desk in the morning to a open book stuck to his face.
Finding that he had an ability to do magic without a wand, Harry soon lost track of the time. Late into the summer Harry was sitting at his bed levitating his pillow from his desk and back when a owl smacked into the side of his head.
"Bloody owl" He said as he waved his hand. Summoning the bird to him, Harry quickly untied the letter, and what he read next placed him in a much better mood.
Harry,
Hope your doing good mate, I told you I would convince mom to let you come over, and guess what, you will be spending the last day of holiday here with us. Tomorrow morning Dumbledore will pick you up, and through the floo, you will travel straight here. He said we couldn't go outside, but who cares, at least we will be able to go to kings cross together. Bye the way, there will be some other visitors as well.
RON
Harry immediately jumped from his bed. Throwing the copy of "Deadly potions" into his trunk, he quickly packed the rest of his things, and moved them close to the fire. "Well, I better at least say goodbye." He thought tapping the door with his wand, and unlocking it. Unprepared for what the night may bring, Harry made his way toward the sound of his Aunt.
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Chapter 1 A Merging of Wands.
It was a cold morning July 31st. Harry Potter laid motionless as the cool morning breeze rustled his long jet-black hair. Sitting at his desk, Harry had fallen asleep while finishing his homework from the previous year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft, and Wizardry
"Get up, come on you freak it's been almost a month since you left that room you have chores to do." Came the sound of Harry's Aunt through the door.
"No thank you" Harry yelled back sitting up, and pulling off the piece of parchment that had stuck to his face as he had fallen asleep directly over his books.
"Today is my birthday, even though that means nothing to you, I will be celebrating it in my room." He shouted back knowing very well that the silencing charms Dumbledore had placed on his door earlier would never allow any sound to leave his room.
Smiling for the first time in days, Harry stood from his desk, muscles aching from the uncomfortable nights rest, Harry decided to have a lie in, and turning to his bed, Harry froze as the sight of numerous owls scattered around his room stunned him.
"Well, well, good morning." he said walking over to the group of owls, "What do we have here?" He asked reaching out and grabbing the one closest to him. Noticing that the small owl was Pig, Ron's owl, and that the package it was carrying was much to heavy for the animal, Harry quickly untied the package and moved to open it.
"Alright, alright." Harry shouted, and the numerous owls begun to squeak in protest. Realizing that they most likely wanted to be on their way, Harry quickly relieved the remaining owls of their burdens, and watched gleefully as they flew off into the morning sky.
"Well, what do we have hear?" Harry said to himself as he grabbed the first box near him, "This is a bit weird" he murmured eying the package with interest. The package itself was not very large. The box, although changing colors randomly, seemed to be safe enough, but taking it slow, Harry grabbed the letter attached with it first, and begun to open it very slowly.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY" came the screams of Remus, Sirius, and the man Harry had come to know as Mr. Fletcher. Looking at a picture that was now floating in front of him, Harry smiled as the three waved at him.
"What are they trying to do, give me a heart attack" Harry laughed as he picked the picture from the floor, where it had fallen shortly after its opening. Realizing that he had up turned his chair, Harry straightened it, and sat back down,
Numerous times over the summer Harry had received letters from his godfather, and from what he understood they were currently somewhere in America gathering information on death eater activity in the states, and watching over a few families with strong European connections.
"Wow," Harry said to himself picking up the box Sirius had sent him, and opening it. Looking at the glass triangle shaped object that fell into his hand, Harry was a bit confused. Studying it closely he quickly found they're to be mists of blue, and orange that swirled around each other in the middle.
"What in Merlin's name is this" He said out loud, not expecting anything to actually respond, however as he continued to look into the object, he noticed the colors of blue and orange merge, and the words "Pelenyna triangle" appeared.
The words vanished almost as fast as they appeared, but Harry maintained his gaze as they swirling colors quickly merged to form something else. "Ask me what you need to know, and I will find the answer. For one smart wizard charmed me well, my knowledge is without measure." Saying the words out loud, Harry was even more confused than before.
"Are you telling me you can answer any question I have" He asked the triangle feeling a little silly doing so. Watching the blue and orange swirl merge once again, Harry smiled at the thought, but that stopped as an answer appeared. "Your Personal problems are your problems. If you ask me a question about knowledge, skill, or task I shale find the answer you need."
Determined to test it, Harry asked the Pelenyna triangle a few questions and when it answered every one of them correctly, he set it down making a mental note to have that handy when potions were involved.
Harry spent the next hour or so going through the gifts he received from his friends. He had managed to get more sweets, and pranks from Fred and George than he could use in a school term, but content on using them to his benefit, put them away for safe keeping.
Reaching the last of his numerous gifts, Harry came to where Hedwig; who had flown in just moments earlier, sat with a beautiful red, and gold wrapped box.
"Wow girl, that seems Heavy" he thought as he jumping up from his chair, and untied the letter from his tired owl. With an affectionate nip to his finger, Harry owl took off again through the window, and returning to the gift he just received, Harry froze as he recognizing the writing on the front immediately.
"Cho" He thought as he fought to hold back his emotions. You see Harry Potter had been home on summer break for close to five weeks now, and this was the first letter of any type he had received from his girlfriend.
Trembling terribly Harry pulled off the packaging, and opened the large box. Reaching a hand in, Harry pulled out numerous letters, and a smaller wooden box with his name engraved on the top.
Deciding to read the letters first, Harry opened the one on top, and read it aloud.
Dear Harry,
Happy Birthday Harry, I am sorry I haven't written earlier, but Dumbledore told me that I couldn't. I am not sure if you have been told of what happened after you left last year, but ever since that night I have been in hiding with my parents. We traveled to my Uncle's house in Southern California, and I have been there every day since. That is until yesterday. I returned home yesterday to find Hedwig sitting on my bed with another letter; I see you have been thinking of me as much as I have of you.
At this point the writing had lost Cho's normal clean and fancy look, and had become very scratchy, and to, Harry it looked like water drops had been spilled on it. Reading a little further Harry understood exactly what had happened, these were not just water spots, but Tears.
Harry, Voldermort found out where we were hiding. A little less than a week ago he attacked my family. I am the only one who lived. I was at the grocery store when they hit his house. When I got home it was--------
Harry couldn't really understand what Cho had written after that, for it had become UN readable, but he continued to pick out words that only filled him with anger In the end Harry had come to understand that Dumbledore had moved Cho to a secret location, and that she was unable to tell him where, or write again all summer. Placing the letter down, Harry picked up the box with his name engraved on it.
Wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt, Harry fought back the tears threatening to escape. Deciding to open the gift sitting down, he climbed onto his bed and placed the rectangular box in his lap.
"Just open it you git" he said to himself as he closed his eyes, and pulled off lid, Slowly reaching his hand into the mahogany case, Harry's hand gripped the item, and upon opening his eyes, Harry stared transfixed to the object.
In his hand Harry was holding a wand. The wand in itself was useless, for it was broken in two down the middle. Looking from the box in his lap to the item in his hand, Harry was puzzled at why Cho would send him a broken wand, but put it off as he realized he was holding onto a metal hilt, unlike the wood hilt of his own.
Disregarding the phoenix feather that begun to glow as Harry handled the wand, Harry examined the metal hilt. Following each line as it wrapped around the wand, Harry could make out the artistically created image of a Gryffindor Lion/ Twisting, and turning the wand to get a better look, Harry spotted a golden glow out of the corner of his eye.
Turning the wand as if scared to do so, Harry red the inscription, and as grief and pain filled his heart, Harry allowed the wand to fall from his hand as the name James Potter played with his mind..
"W-wh-what, H-H-How Harry stuttered as he held his hand above the wand. Picking it up slowly, Harry turned it to where he could clearly read the name, and realizing he had not imagined it, He placed it delicately back into the box. James Potter encrusted in gold, staring directly back at him.
Sitting this way for hours, Harry couldn't move, his eyes never left the wand, and more importantly never left the name he could read. Through his mind, Harry kept replaying everything he knew about his parent's death. Seeing the flash of green light, and hearing the scream of his mother, Harry had never once thought to find out what had happened to his parents wands.
Closing his eyes as tears once again begun to fall, Harry pushed past the fear and doubt, and once again picked up his fathers wand. What happened next shocked Harry, for as soon as his hand touched the wand, Harry felt himself overcome with one, emotion, and gripping the wand and its ends, Harry pulled quickly, ripping the metal hilt from the broken wand.
Dropping all but the hilt, Harry pulled out his own wand, and within seconds the two merged, and Harry was knocked off his bed by the force of Magic that the merging of wands created. Jumping to his feet, Harry ran the two yards he had been blown, and crossed back to his bed, Harry once again stood frozen to the spot.
Harry watched in amazement as the two wands danced in the air. His fathers wand; which was still fractured through the middle, slowly settled into the box, while his wand drifted to a rest in his open hand.
Harry spent the next hour admiring the transformation his wand had undergone. Where the name once read James Potter, Harry had immediately noticed the first change. Instead of simply saying James Potter, the word Harry had appeared, and the wand now registered Harry's full name, Harry James Potter.
"Wow" He thought after replaying the morning's events in his mind. Pocketing the wand and moving to the fireplace Harry creating a small muggle fire, and tossing in some purple powder, waited for the fire to turn a light blue before sticking his head in.
"The Burrow" He said looking at the goblin controlling the floo communication network. "I am sorry sir, but we do not know of such a name" He replied. "Try Arthur, and Molly Weasley" Harry responded realizing that the communication link was much more particular than when using floo powder. "Ah yes that we do have." The goblin replied turning his dial, and accepting the knut from Harry.
"Ron, Harry's here." George shouted being that he was in the room at the time Harry immerged, and was busy going over a list of orders. "So Harry, did you get our package" he asked deciding to put off work, and chat. "Did I ever" Harry answered a huge smile on his face. Just then the entire Weasley Family came into the kitchen, and Harry was surprised to see Professor Dumbledore as well.
"Professor" Harry gasped seeing the Headmaster come into the room. "I was about to call upon you" he finished. "Harry, If you would like, you can visit for a few minutes, to activate your floo portal say the words Chocolate Frogs, then use the floo powder, and call out the burrow." Ducking his head back into his room, Harry ran to his bed, and grabbing his father's wand, and his phoenix cloak, Harry quickly did as Dumbledore asked, and moments later he was standing in the front room of the Weasley's.
"Ohh Harry, its good to see you" Molly said coming over, and giving him a motherly hug. "How are things, are you hungry dear?" she asked seeing that Harry was looking to thin for her liking.
"I'm okay thanks" Harry replied laughing as Ron rolled his eyes behind his mom. "So Harry, what brings you to the burrow" Fred asked coming into the room. "Well" Harry responded pulling out his wand, and showing the new improvements to it. Surprised at the fact he heard gasps come from a few, Harry allowed Dumbledore to take it, and inspect it.
"Harry, if I may ask, how did you do this?" He asked twirling the wand through his hand, and eyeing it for anything suspicious. "Well" Harry responded, showing him the box containing his father wand. "You see, I received this as a gift from Cho, well after that I can't explain what happened, the hilt just left this wand, and attached to mine" he finished, feeling stupid for his answer was clearly less than convincing.
"Very well Harry, I am sure your father would be happy to know his wand was returned to you" He said handing back Harry's wand. Harry however handed his new wand to Ron so the others could see it, and continued to talk to Dumbledore.
"Sir, Cho. How is she, where is she" He asked hoping for an answer. "Harry she doing better. The loss of her family has been a great load to carry. As for where she is, well closer than you may have known. She is staying with Mrs. Figg.
For the first time since Harry received a letter, he relaxed a little when it concerned Cho. "Thank you sir." He said surprising the head master by hugging him. Dumbledore however smiled warmly back as Harry let go, then excusing himself prepared to disapparate but stopped as Harry asked him another question.
"Professor, I know you are busy, but I was wondering?" "If you could go to Diagon Alley to get your things with the Weasley's" He finished for Harry knowing what he would ask. Smiling, and nodding Dumbledore advised him it would be okay, but also warned him to stay with Arthur, Ron, and Charlie the entire time.
'Thank you" Harry responded grateful for the opportunity. Saying goodbye, Dumbledore disappeared, and turning to his smiling friends, Harry accepted his wand back from Ron. "Harry, that is wicked, I wish I had something like that" Ron said eyeing his wand.
Harry smiled back at his friend, and pocketed the box and wand. "Well, Hermione said she would be meeting us at noon, so we best be going" Molly interrupted turning to her husband. "Arthur, you first." She said as her husband stepped up to the fireplace. "Do we have to take the floo?" He asked watching Fred and George apparate to there store.
"Well, I guess with it just being the two we could each take one and apparate" Molly answered grabbing a hold of Harry. Seconds later, and without warning, Harry felt a rush of wind come over him. And not expecting to be wisped away, fell to his knees as they suddenly appeared in front of Gringotts.
"Sorry Dear" Molly said picking Harry up as the popping noise next to him signified the arrival of Ron and Arthur. Moments later Charlie joined the group.
"I like that way much better" Harry said smiling to the others as for the first time he did not feel nauseous from traveling. Walking up the steps to Gringotts, Harry heard the shout of a woman, and in a blur of brown hair, both Harry, and Ron were wrapped in tight hugs from Hermione.
After a short conversation with Hermione, and reassurance that Dumbledore gave Harry the okay to visit, the group set off into the wizard bank. Harry was excited to back with his friends, and although he had spent most of the prior weeks finishing his homework, Harry was happy to be back where he felt most comfortable.
After a short trip to each of their Vaults, the group immerged to the streets of Diagon Alley. Being that Ron had had followed thru with Harry's earlier request. Harry did not have anything to buy, but being in the presence of his friends, was content on enjoying the day.
"Robes" Ron said as the group set off for the day. It was evident that Ron had grown over the summer so figuring it was as good a shop to start at than any, the three made there way in. It wasn't long before Harry and Hermione found themselves on stands as well, for the group was getting much older, and it was time for all of them to upgrade there apparel.
Being that Harry only had his black Hogwarts robes, he decided to get a few in different colors, and purchasing a pair of dark blue, and green, he convinced the young intern who was measuring Ron to add an additional two pairs of Hogwarts robes, and one of the dark blue robes for him as well. Being the first to complete his measurements, Harry happily paid for his things, and picked up most the cost of Ron's.
"Happy Birthday Mate" He said as Ron finally realized what had happened. Ron of course tried to argue knowing that Harry had already given him to much money as it was put up a good fuse, but in the end Harry insisted, and the fact they had already been made for him only helped the argument.
Bye the time Hermione said she had to go, all three of them were carrying bags of things. For Harry the day had gone by much to quick, but laden down with new books, and robes, Harry and Ron said there goodbye's to Hermione, and begun there walk to where Arthur, Molly, and Charlie had been sitting watching them.
"Well mate, I guess we should be leaving also" Ron said as Ron's family stood to meet up with them. Harry however stopped short as they came to the front doors of Olivanders, and getting a sudden idea asked Ron to wait for a moment.
"Ah, Harry Potter, good to see you again." "You to sir, I was wondering" Harry begun reaching into his pocket, and pulling out the box carrying his father wand. "Well I was wondering what you could do to this" He finished placing it on the desk.
Olivander opened the lid to the box, and letting out a small moan pulled out the broken contents within. "Well, well, well. I remember every wand I sell Mr. Potter, and this was one of my best." Gazing at the two broken pieces, and inspecting the phoenix feather sticking out of one he eventually began to speak.
"The power supply seems to be intact, I assume it was simply broken in half, I should be able to mend it." He finished seeing the smile cross Harry's face
"Will you send it to me once you are done?" Harry asked watching Olivander place the broken pieces back in the box, and pull out an order slip. "It will take me a month or so, I am quiet behind as it is, but if you fill this out" he said handing Harry an invoice. Harry didn't hesitant, and filling it out, Harry paid what Olivander had asked, and left the shop.
"Everything alright there mate?" Ron asked seeing the look on Harry's face. Harry smiled, and explained that they would be able to fix his fathers wand. "Well if that isn't great news" Molly said stepping up, and taking a few of the bags from Harry. "Shall we." she begun, only to stop, as the sounds of screams could be heard coming from Knockturn Alley only a few feet away.
Suddenly without warning wizards and witches alike begun to crowd into the street, and feeling Molly grab Harry, and Ron by their arms, Harry watched both Charlie, and Arthur pull there wands before he felt the familiar feeling of apparating, and with a pop, found both him, and Ron in the leaving room with an unconscious Molly.
"What just happened?" Harry asked reaching down to see if Molly was okay. "Death Eaters" Ron replied as he helped Harry move his mom onto the couch. "Mom apparated both of us, that is very difficult, and takes away a lot of energy. She'll be fine though" He added looking back to the fire as it glowed a sudden green, followed by the popping sound of numerous people in the room.
Smiling at the sight of Dumbledore, Charlie, Arthur, and Percy, Harry was relieved to see they were all okay. "Are you alright Harry?" Arthur asked coming over to inspect the two. With the sudden appearance of the death eaters, numerous hexes had been thrown, and a few had come close to the two.
"I'm fine, but by the looks of it your not, your bleeding" Harry said pointing to the blood soaked robes of both Arthur, and Charlie. "Daggers" Charlie said coming over, and pulling a small knife from his shoulder. "They had bloody daggers."
"Alas Voldermort is growing much stronger. He is training his followers to battle with weapons other than a wand." He finished tossing a pinch of purple powder into the fire, and calling for Poppy. Moments later the head nurse of Hogwarts appeared through the fire, and without word to anyone else, moved directly to Charlie who was now sitting holding his arm.
"Sir, do we know why they attacked?" Harry asked worried that it was because of him. "It was indeed Harry, a few saw you with your friends, and Voldermort sent the best of his men to try and capture you." Dumbledore answered obviously reading Harry's mind.
Determined to get his mind off of everything, Harry returned to the Dursley's with one thought. "Be prepared" he said to himself as he pulled his new 6 year books from the drawer. Opening up the first book, Harry begun to read, and didn't stop until he had transferred all the material to memory.
"What are the three unforgettable curses?" He asked himself reviewing what he had learned in the book he just read. "Well," he responded grabbing the quill he had been using all night, and tapping his forehead in concentration.
"The first of the three curses would be the Imperious Curse. It will cause its victim to loose control over their minds. The victim will do whatever they are commanded by whoever it was that placed them under the incantation. He finished reciting word for word the explanation of the curse.
Pacing the room, Harry continued to explain the curse. Holding the pencil in his hand like a wand, Harry lifted it high into the air, and circling it above his head, he pointed it at a fly buzzing around the room saying the spell. "Imperio"
"The second of the unforgettable curses is the Crucactus Curse. It causes its victim to scream in pain, and wish there life would be terminated. He said to himself after he had recited the correct definition, and thinking of the numerous times he had been placed under that exact curse. "Crucio" he shouted making the motion with the pencil, and pointing it out the window.
"The Aveda Kedavara curse" he said to himself. "The third, and worst curse of the lot." It takes the soul of its victim, and rips it from the body. It is used to kill all those I love and care for." He muttered to himself increasing the amount of pacing he was doing, and reliving again the night his parents died. Picturing Voldermort as if he was in front of him, Harry lifted his wand, and with a shout and motion like lightning, Harry shouted the incantation. "Aveda Kedavara"
Harry was completely unprepared for the result this would cause. Although a normal wizard would be unable to perform magic without a wand, Harry was not an ordinary wizard. No, not even close. In fact ever since he left the Weasley house fifteen hours ago, Harry had built up such raw emotion that when he shouted the words of that curse, the pencil he was holding burst into flames, and the cage that housed Hedwig was alight with fire.
"What in the name of Merlin?" he asked himself as an angry owl flew from behind the desk, and straight out the window. Turning from the cage to the burn marks on his hand, Harry looked over the rest of the room.
"Wicked" he thought gazing at the completely destroyed room. Harry had not noticed in his concentration earlier, but the path he had been previously pacing was clear of all objects, and the bed in which would normally be located where Harry was now standing was currently floating directly above him.
After getting his room back to normal, and his bed to the floor, Harry spent the rest of the day sleeping. When he woke up later that night, he decided to study more, and picking up his transfiguration book, begun to read it.
This was the routine for Harry. He found that once he picked up a book, he would read it straight through, and often found himself waking up at his desk in the morning to a open book stuck to his face.
Finding that he had an ability to do magic without a wand, Harry soon lost track of the time. Late into the summer Harry was sitting at his bed levitating his pillow from his desk and back when a owl smacked into the side of his head.
"Bloody owl" He said as he waved his hand. Summoning the bird to him, Harry quickly untied the letter, and what he read next placed him in a much better mood.
Harry,
Hope your doing good mate, I told you I would convince mom to let you come over, and guess what, you will be spending the last day of holiday here with us. Tomorrow morning Dumbledore will pick you up, and through the floo, you will travel straight here. He said we couldn't go outside, but who cares, at least we will be able to go to kings cross together. Bye the way, there will be some other visitors as well.
RON
Harry immediately jumped from his bed. Throwing the copy of "Deadly potions" into his trunk, he quickly packed the rest of his things, and moved them close to the fire. "Well, I better at least say goodbye." He thought tapping the door with his wand, and unlocking it. Unprepared for what the night may bring, Harry made his way toward the sound of his Aunt.
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