Chapter 4: Replies and Leaving
Deciding to start with Remus and the Order Harry was caught with the sudden realization he not
only lost his godfather he was responsible for Remus's best friend in the process which caused Harry to
suddenly feel very angry and sad. Angry at Bellantrix and sad because he cause the only good Marauder to
die and leave Remus alone for the rest of his life. Deciding to try and get Remus to forgive him he decided to
write him a letter.
Dear, Remus
I know you're worried about me, but I am as well worried about you. I know you don't blame me for Sirius death, but I do. I feel so deeply sorry. Because of me I basically killed your best friend and all because I was too stupid to know to use the damn mirror Sirius gave me incase of emergencies. I know that in time these wounds will heal and I hope you will let me try and help you and in return will you try and help me? You're my only family now I hope you will accept me. Remus I wish to talk to you when I go back to headquarters to train. I will talk to you then. Also thanks for the trunk I love it. Harry
meaning every word of it Harry put the letter into an envelope and began his letter to Tonks.
Dear, Tonks
Well I'm doing fine and your gift was great. I look a lot better now, but ill leave that up to you to decide. Its great to have such a great room its so comfortable I almost didn't want to leave. I hoped you could help me with something. Every year there seems to be a dance and since I can't dance it's kind of embarrassing for myself and whomever I'm with so would you please teach me? I hope you will ill see you in a week. Harry
Thinking not only would he be able learn to dance he gets to hang out with an older and attractive woman.
Speaking of attractive women Harry decided to write Delacour's. Starting with Gabrielle
Dear, Gabrielle
Your gift was great I'm happy you sent it to me, but there was no need to repay me for what happened the second task it was just what seemed like the right thing to do at the time. I never got to ask how school is going for you. I hope your next year is very good. Harry
now onto Fleur
Dear, Fleur
Thank you for your gift I look much different without them and I think better I hope you see me sometime to judge for yourself. You need to know there was no need to give me a gift for saving your sister she would have been fine I just did what I thought was right. I hope to talk to you again Harry
Now onto Ginny
Dear, Ginny
It's good to hear from you. I'm sorry about your ankle during the raid at the ministry I would never forgive myself if something happened to you, you and your family mean way to much to me to allow anything to happen to you. I can't wait till I see you, Hermione, and Ron again. I doubt you guys will recognize me and that's a good thing. I have studying to do and you should to...Good luck on the O.W.Ls your going to need it Harry
P.S XOXO
Chuckling at the response that would bring Ginny Harry worked on his letter to Hermione to ask what's up with Ron.
Dear, Hermione
How are you doing. I want to say thanks for the books ive been studying them greatly along with others I received and I think there going to be a great help. I'm also writing because I haven't heard from Ron and I was told he seems mad at me. Do you know why? If you do could you tell me why and help me make things up. I couldn't handle another year without all of us together. Well I have studying to do (no don't worry it's not homework I haven't done yet) I hope to see you soon. Harry
Deciding to get on to his training Harry went into the "Phoenix Room" as he dubbed the room
decorated by Dumbledore. Reading intently on the book in Parseltounge he realizes he understood the writing
and could write in it as well. Though it looked more like a large amount of slithering lines, but was oddly majestic
and regal to him. Reading thru the first pages he was slightly disturbed due to the fact the first chapter was
all about Slytherines hate for Muggles and Muggle-borns, but after the purebloods ranting stopped it
went into basic charms and curses of Parseltounge which he discovered weren't like those in normal speech
but much more powerful which scared him knowing that if Voldemort found the book he would be very
powerful. Most the spells involved Torture, Death, Immortality, or Healing to keep your life going. As it
approached three in the morning Harry decided to stop and finish tomorrow.
Harry awoke completely refreshed. Not one vision or Nightmare, but he had the strange feeling of
someone feeling around his head, but not influencing his dreams. Tossing off the feeling Harry wend down
and cooked breakfast for his "family" he horridly ate his slice of toast and grapefruit and ran back to his
trunk to continue his studying the book. Finishing the book in a few hours he felt oddly satisfied with his
gain of information Voldemort himself didn't know. Deciding to start on his wand he took out the book and
read thru the basics before going to the first chapter on what to do. Harry going over to the cabinet he
found more jars than he thought possible. There were unicorn hair, dragon heartstrings, phoenix feathers,
and many other things he never knew went into core of a wand. Some ingredients he never knew used for
wand was rib of basilisk used instead of wood and the heartstrings of basilisk and venom sack of one as well.
Wondering if it was the one he killed he went to the next set of cores and wand uses. Finding the Feather of
a hippogriff, Bone of a thestral and the heartstring and tongue as well. Deciding that the thestral bone
seemed to call him he picked it out. It was twelve inches and felt light. Looking thru the last set of items he
found what he needed, the fire sack of a Chimera taking it out he put the items back into closet and sat down
to study items and went back to the book. Slowly thru the night he worked the bone into the shape he
wanted which instead of rounded the tip was pointed and putting the fire sack as the core the point seemed
to draw his attention. Looking at his wand examining it he took it into his right hand and cut his left wrist
fairly deep and covered the wand. No pain seemed to come he decided to run the blood all over the wand till
it was just a deep red color. His instincts drew him to his appocrathy and brought a small vile full of basilisk
venom and went back to the wand doing this on instinct he dropped them on the wand and instead of
burning thru it absorbed the leftover blood and went into the bone leaving a red wand which was glazed
like polished marble. Holding the wand he gave it a wave a thick stream of black and silver sparks shot out
in the vague shape of a dragon. Smiling knowing he did it right put the wands in his holster on each wrist
that he found in Moody's room. Deciding to do physical training he went to the last room in the trunk and
took Gryffindor sword and a black dagger that drew his attention and went dueling the dummies. Harry
unknown to himself was getting better incredibly quick. As he fought thru his protesting muscles Harry
decided to go get some sleep to himself unknown to him that he's was working on the wand and fighting 36 hours
straight. Crashing onto the bed Harry had the weirdest dream of his life. In fact he was watching someone's
entire life yet it seemed to only take seconds. Harry watched torture, murder, abuse of all kinds and yet it
seemed like only the start. He watched a boy who seemed so familiar yet so mysterious being branded and
forced to do a ritual which looked to almost kill him while the men in the blazing white robes laughed and
grew more powerful. As quick that dream started it was over and Harry woke up briefly and feel right back to sleep forgetting everything.
Today was the day that he left for Order headquarters. Harry getting up and putting on his best
jeans and shirt with both wands attached to holsters on his wrist. Harry tried to tame his wild hair and
went down with his trunk shrunk to the size of a matchbox. Knowing they would be in around noon Harry
sat down ignoring the glare he was receiving from the Dursleys. Finally acknowledging them when Uncle
Vernon grunted Harry asked what was up only to be asked rudely "Where did you get those cloths
boy...Probably stole 'em...well answer me."
Glaring back at Vernon, Harry replied "I received these as a gift for my birthday and don't worry
I'm leaving soon so just ignored me like always."
Fidgeting in his seat waiting for noon none of the Dursleys acted like they noticed Harry until
Dudley asked stupidly "Who would send something to you. I mean who would be friends with a skinny
frea..." at that Harry Stood up and while he didn't tower over Dudley he looked menacing to the boy the
size of a Whale Calf.
"I happen to have actual friends including the twin redheads" Dudley blanched at the thought
remembering the ton-tongue toffee. "And since they graduated there not bound by the same rules as me
involving....you know what" Harry purred out in the most dangerous voice he could summon and it
seemed to work noticing the rapidly pailing skin of the Dursleys. The conversation ended very quickly
after that which the Dursleys left Harry alone. Growing increasingly impatient Harry began to pace, but
the time quickly passed and Harry was ready to go as the Order members came to pick him up.
Walking words the door Harry was greeted with great sight for him, Moony along with Tonks
and Moody. Walking calmly up to Remus Harry enveloped him in hug that would rival Mrs. Weaslys
hugs. Ecstatic to be finally leaving Harry seemed to talk non-stop until he was rudely interrupted when
Vernon Dursley said rather rudely "Now that your here take him with you...Theres no need for you lot to
hang around now that you got the little brat." Which earned him an angry glare from every magical person
in the room. The silence was then broken by Remus with a slight cough.
Deciding to go before curses were sent at the Durslys Harry suggest very untactful "Lets get out
of here. We have better tings to do." and with that they walked down the street to Arabella Figg's house.
Walking inside he was assaulted by the smell of cabbage he's always associated with her house. Looking
around he saw Mrs.Figg stoking one of her many cats she absently waved to them as they came into her
house. As the Order Members talked Harry stood around uncomfortably until Tonks broke the silence
while accurately guess Harry's discomfort "Seems like Harry's a little uncomfortable here. I guess we best
get going. Aight Harry I heard the Floo powder isn't your favorite way to travel" chuckling at the face
Harry made at the mention of Floo powder she continued "but your going to have to get over it and just say
"12 Grimewald Place" and your be right there at head quarters...come on we don't have all day." and with
that Harry walked into the fire and yelled and to his pleasure he didn't fall when he came out of the fire
place. Instead of falling Harry was rushed by what seemed like a blur of red and brown as he was bowled
over.
Deciding to start with Remus and the Order Harry was caught with the sudden realization he not
only lost his godfather he was responsible for Remus's best friend in the process which caused Harry to
suddenly feel very angry and sad. Angry at Bellantrix and sad because he cause the only good Marauder to
die and leave Remus alone for the rest of his life. Deciding to try and get Remus to forgive him he decided to
write him a letter.
Dear, Remus
I know you're worried about me, but I am as well worried about you. I know you don't blame me for Sirius death, but I do. I feel so deeply sorry. Because of me I basically killed your best friend and all because I was too stupid to know to use the damn mirror Sirius gave me incase of emergencies. I know that in time these wounds will heal and I hope you will let me try and help you and in return will you try and help me? You're my only family now I hope you will accept me. Remus I wish to talk to you when I go back to headquarters to train. I will talk to you then. Also thanks for the trunk I love it. Harry
meaning every word of it Harry put the letter into an envelope and began his letter to Tonks.
Dear, Tonks
Well I'm doing fine and your gift was great. I look a lot better now, but ill leave that up to you to decide. Its great to have such a great room its so comfortable I almost didn't want to leave. I hoped you could help me with something. Every year there seems to be a dance and since I can't dance it's kind of embarrassing for myself and whomever I'm with so would you please teach me? I hope you will ill see you in a week. Harry
Thinking not only would he be able learn to dance he gets to hang out with an older and attractive woman.
Speaking of attractive women Harry decided to write Delacour's. Starting with Gabrielle
Dear, Gabrielle
Your gift was great I'm happy you sent it to me, but there was no need to repay me for what happened the second task it was just what seemed like the right thing to do at the time. I never got to ask how school is going for you. I hope your next year is very good. Harry
now onto Fleur
Dear, Fleur
Thank you for your gift I look much different without them and I think better I hope you see me sometime to judge for yourself. You need to know there was no need to give me a gift for saving your sister she would have been fine I just did what I thought was right. I hope to talk to you again Harry
Now onto Ginny
Dear, Ginny
It's good to hear from you. I'm sorry about your ankle during the raid at the ministry I would never forgive myself if something happened to you, you and your family mean way to much to me to allow anything to happen to you. I can't wait till I see you, Hermione, and Ron again. I doubt you guys will recognize me and that's a good thing. I have studying to do and you should to...Good luck on the O.W.Ls your going to need it Harry
P.S XOXO
Chuckling at the response that would bring Ginny Harry worked on his letter to Hermione to ask what's up with Ron.
Dear, Hermione
How are you doing. I want to say thanks for the books ive been studying them greatly along with others I received and I think there going to be a great help. I'm also writing because I haven't heard from Ron and I was told he seems mad at me. Do you know why? If you do could you tell me why and help me make things up. I couldn't handle another year without all of us together. Well I have studying to do (no don't worry it's not homework I haven't done yet) I hope to see you soon. Harry
Deciding to get on to his training Harry went into the "Phoenix Room" as he dubbed the room
decorated by Dumbledore. Reading intently on the book in Parseltounge he realizes he understood the writing
and could write in it as well. Though it looked more like a large amount of slithering lines, but was oddly majestic
and regal to him. Reading thru the first pages he was slightly disturbed due to the fact the first chapter was
all about Slytherines hate for Muggles and Muggle-borns, but after the purebloods ranting stopped it
went into basic charms and curses of Parseltounge which he discovered weren't like those in normal speech
but much more powerful which scared him knowing that if Voldemort found the book he would be very
powerful. Most the spells involved Torture, Death, Immortality, or Healing to keep your life going. As it
approached three in the morning Harry decided to stop and finish tomorrow.
Harry awoke completely refreshed. Not one vision or Nightmare, but he had the strange feeling of
someone feeling around his head, but not influencing his dreams. Tossing off the feeling Harry wend down
and cooked breakfast for his "family" he horridly ate his slice of toast and grapefruit and ran back to his
trunk to continue his studying the book. Finishing the book in a few hours he felt oddly satisfied with his
gain of information Voldemort himself didn't know. Deciding to start on his wand he took out the book and
read thru the basics before going to the first chapter on what to do. Harry going over to the cabinet he
found more jars than he thought possible. There were unicorn hair, dragon heartstrings, phoenix feathers,
and many other things he never knew went into core of a wand. Some ingredients he never knew used for
wand was rib of basilisk used instead of wood and the heartstrings of basilisk and venom sack of one as well.
Wondering if it was the one he killed he went to the next set of cores and wand uses. Finding the Feather of
a hippogriff, Bone of a thestral and the heartstring and tongue as well. Deciding that the thestral bone
seemed to call him he picked it out. It was twelve inches and felt light. Looking thru the last set of items he
found what he needed, the fire sack of a Chimera taking it out he put the items back into closet and sat down
to study items and went back to the book. Slowly thru the night he worked the bone into the shape he
wanted which instead of rounded the tip was pointed and putting the fire sack as the core the point seemed
to draw his attention. Looking at his wand examining it he took it into his right hand and cut his left wrist
fairly deep and covered the wand. No pain seemed to come he decided to run the blood all over the wand till
it was just a deep red color. His instincts drew him to his appocrathy and brought a small vile full of basilisk
venom and went back to the wand doing this on instinct he dropped them on the wand and instead of
burning thru it absorbed the leftover blood and went into the bone leaving a red wand which was glazed
like polished marble. Holding the wand he gave it a wave a thick stream of black and silver sparks shot out
in the vague shape of a dragon. Smiling knowing he did it right put the wands in his holster on each wrist
that he found in Moody's room. Deciding to do physical training he went to the last room in the trunk and
took Gryffindor sword and a black dagger that drew his attention and went dueling the dummies. Harry
unknown to himself was getting better incredibly quick. As he fought thru his protesting muscles Harry
decided to go get some sleep to himself unknown to him that he's was working on the wand and fighting 36 hours
straight. Crashing onto the bed Harry had the weirdest dream of his life. In fact he was watching someone's
entire life yet it seemed to only take seconds. Harry watched torture, murder, abuse of all kinds and yet it
seemed like only the start. He watched a boy who seemed so familiar yet so mysterious being branded and
forced to do a ritual which looked to almost kill him while the men in the blazing white robes laughed and
grew more powerful. As quick that dream started it was over and Harry woke up briefly and feel right back to sleep forgetting everything.
Today was the day that he left for Order headquarters. Harry getting up and putting on his best
jeans and shirt with both wands attached to holsters on his wrist. Harry tried to tame his wild hair and
went down with his trunk shrunk to the size of a matchbox. Knowing they would be in around noon Harry
sat down ignoring the glare he was receiving from the Dursleys. Finally acknowledging them when Uncle
Vernon grunted Harry asked what was up only to be asked rudely "Where did you get those cloths
boy...Probably stole 'em...well answer me."
Glaring back at Vernon, Harry replied "I received these as a gift for my birthday and don't worry
I'm leaving soon so just ignored me like always."
Fidgeting in his seat waiting for noon none of the Dursleys acted like they noticed Harry until
Dudley asked stupidly "Who would send something to you. I mean who would be friends with a skinny
frea..." at that Harry Stood up and while he didn't tower over Dudley he looked menacing to the boy the
size of a Whale Calf.
"I happen to have actual friends including the twin redheads" Dudley blanched at the thought
remembering the ton-tongue toffee. "And since they graduated there not bound by the same rules as me
involving....you know what" Harry purred out in the most dangerous voice he could summon and it
seemed to work noticing the rapidly pailing skin of the Dursleys. The conversation ended very quickly
after that which the Dursleys left Harry alone. Growing increasingly impatient Harry began to pace, but
the time quickly passed and Harry was ready to go as the Order members came to pick him up.
Walking words the door Harry was greeted with great sight for him, Moony along with Tonks
and Moody. Walking calmly up to Remus Harry enveloped him in hug that would rival Mrs. Weaslys
hugs. Ecstatic to be finally leaving Harry seemed to talk non-stop until he was rudely interrupted when
Vernon Dursley said rather rudely "Now that your here take him with you...Theres no need for you lot to
hang around now that you got the little brat." Which earned him an angry glare from every magical person
in the room. The silence was then broken by Remus with a slight cough.
Deciding to go before curses were sent at the Durslys Harry suggest very untactful "Lets get out
of here. We have better tings to do." and with that they walked down the street to Arabella Figg's house.
Walking inside he was assaulted by the smell of cabbage he's always associated with her house. Looking
around he saw Mrs.Figg stoking one of her many cats she absently waved to them as they came into her
house. As the Order Members talked Harry stood around uncomfortably until Tonks broke the silence
while accurately guess Harry's discomfort "Seems like Harry's a little uncomfortable here. I guess we best
get going. Aight Harry I heard the Floo powder isn't your favorite way to travel" chuckling at the face
Harry made at the mention of Floo powder she continued "but your going to have to get over it and just say
"12 Grimewald Place" and your be right there at head quarters...come on we don't have all day." and with
that Harry walked into the fire and yelled and to his pleasure he didn't fall when he came out of the fire
place. Instead of falling Harry was rushed by what seemed like a blur of red and brown as he was bowled
over.
