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"Well, those Death Eaters in the Ministry will be plunged," slurped Harry before he slumped into blissful unconsciousness.
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With a groan, Harry very reluctantly opened his eyes. He could see the concerned face of Madam Pomfrey swim into view.
"Ah...you're awake, Mr Potter," said the nurse as she turned and took a potion. Turning her attention back to Harry, she handed the potion to him. "Here, take drink this. A Rejuvenation Potion, prepared by Professor Snape."
Harry was drinking the potion when she informed him of brewer of this concoction. He spewed out the purple potion, drenching the poor matron. She gave loud shriek but was ignored by Harry.
"Professor Snape?" sputtered Harry. "Who on earth do he knew about the Rejuvenation Potion?"
"Perhaps I could answer that question, Mr Potter," a silky voice spoke out from the door. Harry could hear the poison that the voice was lanced with.
'Severus Snape,' thought Harry bitterly. "Never a day happened that when I cursed you that you would, unfortunately, be a place near me," spoke Harry.
"It has recently came to my attention that you appeared to have suffered from memory loss," hissed Snape as he stalked into the room. "You have saved my life once, a wizard's debt mustn't be repaid with death. Secondly, you had handed me the tome, Ancient Potion Of Magical Cure, which within held information on brewing of the Rejuvenation Potion."
"..."
"As much as I loathed to admit, Potter, you will receive total cooperation from me to bring down the Dark Lord," said Snape and with a swish of his robe, he was out of the room.
"I see that Professor Snape had a talk with you, Harry."
Harry groaned. The day just keep getting better and better. Dumbledore walked out from Madam Pomfrey's room, holding another bottle of purple potion.
"Here, Harry, drink it. But this time, I must beg you not to spit the potion onto me," smiled Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling madly. Harry sighed and emptied the bottle of its content. Immediately, Harry could feel the miraculous effect of the potion on his aching body.
"Thank you, Harry," smiled Dumbledore as Harry finished the drink. "I believe that you are well enough. Very well, tonight, the Leaving Feast shall be held..."
"Leaving Feast?" echoed Harry. "How long have I been unconscious?"
"About two months," said Dumbledore unconcerned.
"That long?!"
"Yes, no doubt you had expended your magical reserves to break down your mental barrier when the Pensieve Revealer Orb. I must stay which was very strong, as you had exhausted your magical reserves. As a result of your sudden forced removal of your shield, your body had been pushed to its limits as your magic overload on you and backlash on you at the end. Fortunately, your shields had prevented yourself to explode from the magical overload of your body. Your body responded as it went into shock. No doubt that it had helped you in your own recovery as your body repaired itself in your coma. Besides, you are just in time."
Harry gave the Headmaster a puzzled look.
"I want you to be at the Feast, Harry."
"Oh, no," began Harry but the Headmaster cut him short.
"It's a must, Harry. You must face the consequences of your actions, no matter what other may think," said Dumbledore
"Very well, Albus," sighed Harry. Then a sudden thought seized Harry.
"What about my examination?"
"You need to take examinations?! After you had joined the Order of Light, your advanced classes told me that you could be a teacher yourself!"
Harry winced.
Dumbledore gave a wearily sigh and there was a change of tone, "Harry, I must entrust you with the task of bring the Plague of Honor, Order of Phoenix, to the families of those whom have lost their family during the attack."
"This was to express our consolation to those families. Many young talents have lost their life, their future and most importantly, their childhood. This is the only way we can apologise to the families and friends who lost their loved during the attack. You will also have three people from each house to accompany you to their respective household. You must also bring their ash back to their parents as this was the last sign of respect we held for these brave souls."
"By tonight, I want you to announce the names of those whom you have chosen. Very well, Harry, now that I have inform you of the task I expect from you, I shall leave you," said Dumbledore before he stand up and leave the room. Then he stick his head through the door and said to Madam Pomfrey, "Mr Potter is well enough to leave the Hospital Wing, Poppy. I trust that you will release him without much ado or he will leave by himself."
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Harry walked along the shore of the Hogwarts Lake with Janet by his side, organizing some of his thoughts of this year. Many events have taken place, many things had confused Harry, and many nightmares had haunted him, yet none gave him any comfort. For one, how on earth did Pettigrew got back his soul after a Dementor had performed a kiss on him? Janet seemed to have sense his despair and unhappiness started singing.
Don't lose your way With each passing day
You've come so far Don't throw it away Live believing Dreams are for weaving Wonders are waiting to start Live your story Faith, hope and glory Hold on to the truth in your heart
If we hold on together I know our dreams will never die Dreams see us through forever Where clouds roll by For you and I
Souls and the wind must Learn how to bend Seek out a star Hold on to the end Valley, mountain There is a fountain Washes our tears all away Words are swaying Someone is praying Please let come home to stay
If we hold on together I know our dreams will never die Dreams see us through forever Where clouds roll by For you and I
When we are out there in the dark We'll dream about the sun In the dark we'll feel light Warm our hearts Every one
If we hold on together I know our dreams will never die Dreams see us through forever Where clouds roll by For you and I (1)
Harry felt a few tears flow down his cheek and hastily wipe them away. Janet however shook her head and whispered into Harry's ears.
"Let it go Harry. I don't want to see what other want to see, not a hero, Harry. I want to see you as you truly are."
At this, Harry broke down completely. Harry did what he would never let other see. He cried. Gently, Janet embraced the crying boy. After a while, Harry had cried out all his tears and sorrow.
"I'm sorry," whispered Harry as he held Janet in his arms. Janet smiled and said nothing. The two broke apart and glaze into each other's eyes. Janet could see the pain, sorrow and anguish behind the veil of shadows that clouded Harry's brilliant emerald green eyes. She also saw determination, patience, power, knowledge and wisdom beyond any person of his age has. Harry had the look of an old young man who had seen horrors in his past that others don't have.
Harry saw compassion, understanding and other things in her eyes, which other will never have from him. In front of Janet, Harry could be free to be himself. No more pretending, no more acting, no more the Hero of the Wizarding world, no more of unwanted fame, unwanted crap about the Boy-Who- Lived.
"Janet," Harry began but was hushed by the girl.
"Just let us enjoy all the quiet we get, Harry."
Nodding, Harry and Janet sat down together by the lake. A few Merpeople rose from the water and greet Harry. Harry dismissed them and requested that them leave them alone.
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Never had Harry dreaded the Leaving Feast as much as he felt recently, not even the Leaving Feast last year when the unexpected resurrection of the Dark Lord Voldemort and the how the death of Cedric occurred was announced. But then again, Harry didn't have the heavy responsibility to select a delegation to visit the parents of those whose children who had died during the attack. All the while, Harry had temporally detached himself from the world of living. But he returned back to earth fairly quickly, as Janet gently jabbed Harry.
"The end of another year," addressed Dumbledore as he looked around at the clutter of students that sat in the Great Hall. Black cloths have once again graced Hall of Hogwarts. Never in the whole history of Hogwarts had so many death happened. Dumbledore looked utterly tired and weary, the recent events had taken their toll on the aged mage.
"So many years of Darkness, never had so many death occur within the very grounds of Hogwarts ever since it was founded around one thousands years or so ago," Dumbledore said solemnly and gravely. "As all of you had been made aware by the attack attempted by the Dark Lord, Tom Riddle himself..." Many face turned from scared to puzzled. "During Christmas, the Dark Lord, Tom Riddle, otherwise known as Lord Voldemort (Everyone flinched), and his Death Eaters had massacred twelve of our guests."
"Tonight, we honors those who had valiantly defended our school at the price of their life. I request that all of you to stand and raise your glasses in respect of these brave souls."
Immediately, the whole hall was filled with sounds of benches scrapping the stone floor as students stood up simultaneously with their goblets raised. After acknowledging the honor of these fallen warriors, Dumbledore continued.
"As we respect these brave souls for their sacrifice, Hogwarts had decided that a delegation of Hogwarts students lead by Mr Harry Potter would visit their family, bearing the Plague of Honor, Order of Phoenix."
"This was to express our consolation to those families. Many young talents have lost their life, their future and most importantly, their childhood. This is the only way we can apologise to the families and friends who lost their loved during the attack. Mr Potter, could you please come fore and announce those whom will accompany you to the visits?"
Harry stood up and walked to the Staff Table. Tonight, Harry for once brought out the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness. The two swords hung on his left and right side respectively, while the Sword of Gryffindor was tied onto his back. Many didn't recognize the two weapons but was totally intrigued by the runes and craving on the scabbards. Harry could hear a slight gasp from Professor Vector and the words that the Ancient Rune Professor was muttering, "Holy Heavens above! Unless I'm dreaming or I'm insane, those must be...But that's impossible!"
Professor Snape asked acidly, "What's impossible, Vector?"
"Haven't you ever heard about the legendary Sword of Light and Sword of Darkness, Severus?" whispered the Professor in total awe of Harry.
Professor McGonagall answered curtly, "Now, Vector, unless you have information the rest of us wizards and witches lack in, which I doubt possible, the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness don't exist."
"My fellow schoolmate," Harry began. "In lights of the death of the students, I wish to extend my deepest condolence to the families affected. I had selected the following students to accompany me as part of the Delegation to visit the families to offer the Plague of Honor."
Taking a deep breath, Harry could hear the faint whisper of Professor Snape, "What!? Potter is now holding both the Sword of Light and Sword of Darkness!? Impossible! "
"Can the following student from Gryffindors please come forward? Mr Ronald Weasley, Miss Hermione Granger and Miss Janet Heselwood. From the Slytherin, Miss Blaise Zabini, Miss Sally-Anne Perks and Mr Morag MacDougal. From the Hufflepuff, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie Macmillan and Miss Susan Bones. From the Ravenclaw, can Miss Cho Chang, Mr Terry Boot and Mandy Brocklehurst please come fore?"
Surprised, all the chosen people towards Harry. Harry stepped forward and greeted each of them. At this, Professor Dumbledore stood up and addressed the students who had stepped forward.
"Could those whom had been chosen please cross over to the chamber?"
Nodding their head, Harry and those whom he had chosen walked off to the side chamber. Immediately, Dumbledore sent a telepathic message to Harry.
+Harry, bring your friends to my office. If they want to eat, sent for the house-elves.+
'Very well, Albus.'
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Professor Dumbledore wants us to go to his office," without any more words, Harry walked out of the room with his friends walking behind him.
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Later inside Dumbledore's office, a number of questions were fired toward Harry. Some of the classic questions were, "How you know that Dumbledore wants us in his office?" "How do you know where is Dumbledore's office?"
Harry held up his hand and requested for silence. Slowly, he started briefly explain to his friends about certain events that had happened to why he knew about what Dumbledore wants.
"So you are saying that Dumbledore is a telepathic," said Cho as she watched Harry stroke the scarlet plumage of the phoenix. Cho could have swore that Harry understood what the phoenix was saying as Harry keep nodding his head each time the phoenix gives a trill.
"Yes, Miss Chang," an amused voice spoke up behind her, causing her to jump a few inches into the air.
"Professor Dumbledore," gashed Cho as she looked at her Headmaster. "I didn't meant to pry into your private life."
But Dumbledore held up his hand and smiled. "Quite understandable, considering how Harry suddenly drag most of you to my office." Looking around, Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "My, my, never have I expect so many young people in my office. Makes me feel kind of old."
Harry just laughed. Dumbledore smiled and turned towards Harry, looking at him over his half-moon spectacles. Smiling, Dumbledore admonished his student, "Now, now, Harry, unless you want all your secrets to become headlines all over the newspapers as well as magazines around the world..." Harry shut up immediately.
"Now, as all of you know that you are required to join Harry as part of a delegation to American, there are some basic rules that everyone of you MUST observe," said Dumbledore as he looked at the various students now grouped within his room. "First of all, you must obey any order of Harry."
This immediately caused Harry to receive weird looks. One of the Slytherin was outraged, "Why must we obey Potter?"
"If you want to live long!" came Dumbledore's sharp retort. His answer surprised even Harry himself as he knew his Headmaster to be calm, cool and collected at all the time when it came to dealings with the students. The tongue lash had never happened to the memory of Harry. Not even when he discovered that Sirius had sent Snape to a certain 'death'.
"I'm sorry, Morag," said Dumbledore as he rubbed his temple. "The Dark Lord's reach had started to spread across the globe."
'So, the Dark Lord is getting strong,' thought Morag as he looked at Dumbledore. Never had he expected that there was a mind reader in the same room with him. And he had been broadcasting his thoughts. Immediately, the room plunged into a swirl of colours.
Once again, Harry showed the Slytherin the events that had happened when Voldemort summoned his servants. Soon the scene disappeared and Morag was shaking to the core. Glaring at the Slytherin, Harry said in a low voice, "Think of joining the Dark Lord? Think twice. The Dark Lord shows as much mercy to his followers to his enemies-none."
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A note from your author:
Haha! Another chapter came and gone! So how you like this chapter? Review to tell me! A word of thanks to all my previous reviewers! They are:
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Angelis: There is few more chapters! I think that it will end by the end of August.
Arizosa: Thanks!^^ There will be more.
wadeki: Thanks! There will be a sequel, don't worry!
storyteller: My thank!
Corrie: Thanks! ^^
Braindrain: Thank you! ^^
Stayblue: Thanks!
Celtic Goddess: My thanks!
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Athenkitty: Haha! Wait and see!
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That's all folks!
So long!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
(1) If We Hold On Together, by Diana Ross, from the Land Before Time Soundtrack
Chew On it!
In one Television commercial, a brand of fresh mil accentuates its calcium- rich content by pitting itself against the less-than-wholesome 'Brand X'. which is dandy, as all the educated customer needs to do now is to avoid 'Brand X' like the plague.
Go to any dairy section in a supermarket or hypermarket and what do you see? All sorts of milk...expect 'Brand X'! Now how would the consumer compare the advertised milk with other real brands, then?
"Well, those Death Eaters in the Ministry will be plunged," slurped Harry before he slumped into blissful unconsciousness.
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With a groan, Harry very reluctantly opened his eyes. He could see the concerned face of Madam Pomfrey swim into view.
"Ah...you're awake, Mr Potter," said the nurse as she turned and took a potion. Turning her attention back to Harry, she handed the potion to him. "Here, take drink this. A Rejuvenation Potion, prepared by Professor Snape."
Harry was drinking the potion when she informed him of brewer of this concoction. He spewed out the purple potion, drenching the poor matron. She gave loud shriek but was ignored by Harry.
"Professor Snape?" sputtered Harry. "Who on earth do he knew about the Rejuvenation Potion?"
"Perhaps I could answer that question, Mr Potter," a silky voice spoke out from the door. Harry could hear the poison that the voice was lanced with.
'Severus Snape,' thought Harry bitterly. "Never a day happened that when I cursed you that you would, unfortunately, be a place near me," spoke Harry.
"It has recently came to my attention that you appeared to have suffered from memory loss," hissed Snape as he stalked into the room. "You have saved my life once, a wizard's debt mustn't be repaid with death. Secondly, you had handed me the tome, Ancient Potion Of Magical Cure, which within held information on brewing of the Rejuvenation Potion."
"..."
"As much as I loathed to admit, Potter, you will receive total cooperation from me to bring down the Dark Lord," said Snape and with a swish of his robe, he was out of the room.
"I see that Professor Snape had a talk with you, Harry."
Harry groaned. The day just keep getting better and better. Dumbledore walked out from Madam Pomfrey's room, holding another bottle of purple potion.
"Here, Harry, drink it. But this time, I must beg you not to spit the potion onto me," smiled Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling madly. Harry sighed and emptied the bottle of its content. Immediately, Harry could feel the miraculous effect of the potion on his aching body.
"Thank you, Harry," smiled Dumbledore as Harry finished the drink. "I believe that you are well enough. Very well, tonight, the Leaving Feast shall be held..."
"Leaving Feast?" echoed Harry. "How long have I been unconscious?"
"About two months," said Dumbledore unconcerned.
"That long?!"
"Yes, no doubt you had expended your magical reserves to break down your mental barrier when the Pensieve Revealer Orb. I must stay which was very strong, as you had exhausted your magical reserves. As a result of your sudden forced removal of your shield, your body had been pushed to its limits as your magic overload on you and backlash on you at the end. Fortunately, your shields had prevented yourself to explode from the magical overload of your body. Your body responded as it went into shock. No doubt that it had helped you in your own recovery as your body repaired itself in your coma. Besides, you are just in time."
Harry gave the Headmaster a puzzled look.
"I want you to be at the Feast, Harry."
"Oh, no," began Harry but the Headmaster cut him short.
"It's a must, Harry. You must face the consequences of your actions, no matter what other may think," said Dumbledore
"Very well, Albus," sighed Harry. Then a sudden thought seized Harry.
"What about my examination?"
"You need to take examinations?! After you had joined the Order of Light, your advanced classes told me that you could be a teacher yourself!"
Harry winced.
Dumbledore gave a wearily sigh and there was a change of tone, "Harry, I must entrust you with the task of bring the Plague of Honor, Order of Phoenix, to the families of those whom have lost their family during the attack."
"This was to express our consolation to those families. Many young talents have lost their life, their future and most importantly, their childhood. This is the only way we can apologise to the families and friends who lost their loved during the attack. You will also have three people from each house to accompany you to their respective household. You must also bring their ash back to their parents as this was the last sign of respect we held for these brave souls."
"By tonight, I want you to announce the names of those whom you have chosen. Very well, Harry, now that I have inform you of the task I expect from you, I shall leave you," said Dumbledore before he stand up and leave the room. Then he stick his head through the door and said to Madam Pomfrey, "Mr Potter is well enough to leave the Hospital Wing, Poppy. I trust that you will release him without much ado or he will leave by himself."
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Harry walked along the shore of the Hogwarts Lake with Janet by his side, organizing some of his thoughts of this year. Many events have taken place, many things had confused Harry, and many nightmares had haunted him, yet none gave him any comfort. For one, how on earth did Pettigrew got back his soul after a Dementor had performed a kiss on him? Janet seemed to have sense his despair and unhappiness started singing.
Don't lose your way With each passing day
You've come so far Don't throw it away Live believing Dreams are for weaving Wonders are waiting to start Live your story Faith, hope and glory Hold on to the truth in your heart
If we hold on together I know our dreams will never die Dreams see us through forever Where clouds roll by For you and I
Souls and the wind must Learn how to bend Seek out a star Hold on to the end Valley, mountain There is a fountain Washes our tears all away Words are swaying Someone is praying Please let come home to stay
If we hold on together I know our dreams will never die Dreams see us through forever Where clouds roll by For you and I
When we are out there in the dark We'll dream about the sun In the dark we'll feel light Warm our hearts Every one
If we hold on together I know our dreams will never die Dreams see us through forever Where clouds roll by For you and I (1)
Harry felt a few tears flow down his cheek and hastily wipe them away. Janet however shook her head and whispered into Harry's ears.
"Let it go Harry. I don't want to see what other want to see, not a hero, Harry. I want to see you as you truly are."
At this, Harry broke down completely. Harry did what he would never let other see. He cried. Gently, Janet embraced the crying boy. After a while, Harry had cried out all his tears and sorrow.
"I'm sorry," whispered Harry as he held Janet in his arms. Janet smiled and said nothing. The two broke apart and glaze into each other's eyes. Janet could see the pain, sorrow and anguish behind the veil of shadows that clouded Harry's brilliant emerald green eyes. She also saw determination, patience, power, knowledge and wisdom beyond any person of his age has. Harry had the look of an old young man who had seen horrors in his past that others don't have.
Harry saw compassion, understanding and other things in her eyes, which other will never have from him. In front of Janet, Harry could be free to be himself. No more pretending, no more acting, no more the Hero of the Wizarding world, no more of unwanted fame, unwanted crap about the Boy-Who- Lived.
"Janet," Harry began but was hushed by the girl.
"Just let us enjoy all the quiet we get, Harry."
Nodding, Harry and Janet sat down together by the lake. A few Merpeople rose from the water and greet Harry. Harry dismissed them and requested that them leave them alone.
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Never had Harry dreaded the Leaving Feast as much as he felt recently, not even the Leaving Feast last year when the unexpected resurrection of the Dark Lord Voldemort and the how the death of Cedric occurred was announced. But then again, Harry didn't have the heavy responsibility to select a delegation to visit the parents of those whose children who had died during the attack. All the while, Harry had temporally detached himself from the world of living. But he returned back to earth fairly quickly, as Janet gently jabbed Harry.
"The end of another year," addressed Dumbledore as he looked around at the clutter of students that sat in the Great Hall. Black cloths have once again graced Hall of Hogwarts. Never in the whole history of Hogwarts had so many death happened. Dumbledore looked utterly tired and weary, the recent events had taken their toll on the aged mage.
"So many years of Darkness, never had so many death occur within the very grounds of Hogwarts ever since it was founded around one thousands years or so ago," Dumbledore said solemnly and gravely. "As all of you had been made aware by the attack attempted by the Dark Lord, Tom Riddle himself..." Many face turned from scared to puzzled. "During Christmas, the Dark Lord, Tom Riddle, otherwise known as Lord Voldemort (Everyone flinched), and his Death Eaters had massacred twelve of our guests."
"Tonight, we honors those who had valiantly defended our school at the price of their life. I request that all of you to stand and raise your glasses in respect of these brave souls."
Immediately, the whole hall was filled with sounds of benches scrapping the stone floor as students stood up simultaneously with their goblets raised. After acknowledging the honor of these fallen warriors, Dumbledore continued.
"As we respect these brave souls for their sacrifice, Hogwarts had decided that a delegation of Hogwarts students lead by Mr Harry Potter would visit their family, bearing the Plague of Honor, Order of Phoenix."
"This was to express our consolation to those families. Many young talents have lost their life, their future and most importantly, their childhood. This is the only way we can apologise to the families and friends who lost their loved during the attack. Mr Potter, could you please come fore and announce those whom will accompany you to the visits?"
Harry stood up and walked to the Staff Table. Tonight, Harry for once brought out the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness. The two swords hung on his left and right side respectively, while the Sword of Gryffindor was tied onto his back. Many didn't recognize the two weapons but was totally intrigued by the runes and craving on the scabbards. Harry could hear a slight gasp from Professor Vector and the words that the Ancient Rune Professor was muttering, "Holy Heavens above! Unless I'm dreaming or I'm insane, those must be...But that's impossible!"
Professor Snape asked acidly, "What's impossible, Vector?"
"Haven't you ever heard about the legendary Sword of Light and Sword of Darkness, Severus?" whispered the Professor in total awe of Harry.
Professor McGonagall answered curtly, "Now, Vector, unless you have information the rest of us wizards and witches lack in, which I doubt possible, the Sword of Light and the Sword of Darkness don't exist."
"My fellow schoolmate," Harry began. "In lights of the death of the students, I wish to extend my deepest condolence to the families affected. I had selected the following students to accompany me as part of the Delegation to visit the families to offer the Plague of Honor."
Taking a deep breath, Harry could hear the faint whisper of Professor Snape, "What!? Potter is now holding both the Sword of Light and Sword of Darkness!? Impossible! "
"Can the following student from Gryffindors please come forward? Mr Ronald Weasley, Miss Hermione Granger and Miss Janet Heselwood. From the Slytherin, Miss Blaise Zabini, Miss Sally-Anne Perks and Mr Morag MacDougal. From the Hufflepuff, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie Macmillan and Miss Susan Bones. From the Ravenclaw, can Miss Cho Chang, Mr Terry Boot and Mandy Brocklehurst please come fore?"
Surprised, all the chosen people towards Harry. Harry stepped forward and greeted each of them. At this, Professor Dumbledore stood up and addressed the students who had stepped forward.
"Could those whom had been chosen please cross over to the chamber?"
Nodding their head, Harry and those whom he had chosen walked off to the side chamber. Immediately, Dumbledore sent a telepathic message to Harry.
+Harry, bring your friends to my office. If they want to eat, sent for the house-elves.+
'Very well, Albus.'
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Professor Dumbledore wants us to go to his office," without any more words, Harry walked out of the room with his friends walking behind him.
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Later inside Dumbledore's office, a number of questions were fired toward Harry. Some of the classic questions were, "How you know that Dumbledore wants us in his office?" "How do you know where is Dumbledore's office?"
Harry held up his hand and requested for silence. Slowly, he started briefly explain to his friends about certain events that had happened to why he knew about what Dumbledore wants.
"So you are saying that Dumbledore is a telepathic," said Cho as she watched Harry stroke the scarlet plumage of the phoenix. Cho could have swore that Harry understood what the phoenix was saying as Harry keep nodding his head each time the phoenix gives a trill.
"Yes, Miss Chang," an amused voice spoke up behind her, causing her to jump a few inches into the air.
"Professor Dumbledore," gashed Cho as she looked at her Headmaster. "I didn't meant to pry into your private life."
But Dumbledore held up his hand and smiled. "Quite understandable, considering how Harry suddenly drag most of you to my office." Looking around, Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "My, my, never have I expect so many young people in my office. Makes me feel kind of old."
Harry just laughed. Dumbledore smiled and turned towards Harry, looking at him over his half-moon spectacles. Smiling, Dumbledore admonished his student, "Now, now, Harry, unless you want all your secrets to become headlines all over the newspapers as well as magazines around the world..." Harry shut up immediately.
"Now, as all of you know that you are required to join Harry as part of a delegation to American, there are some basic rules that everyone of you MUST observe," said Dumbledore as he looked at the various students now grouped within his room. "First of all, you must obey any order of Harry."
This immediately caused Harry to receive weird looks. One of the Slytherin was outraged, "Why must we obey Potter?"
"If you want to live long!" came Dumbledore's sharp retort. His answer surprised even Harry himself as he knew his Headmaster to be calm, cool and collected at all the time when it came to dealings with the students. The tongue lash had never happened to the memory of Harry. Not even when he discovered that Sirius had sent Snape to a certain 'death'.
"I'm sorry, Morag," said Dumbledore as he rubbed his temple. "The Dark Lord's reach had started to spread across the globe."
'So, the Dark Lord is getting strong,' thought Morag as he looked at Dumbledore. Never had he expected that there was a mind reader in the same room with him. And he had been broadcasting his thoughts. Immediately, the room plunged into a swirl of colours.
Once again, Harry showed the Slytherin the events that had happened when Voldemort summoned his servants. Soon the scene disappeared and Morag was shaking to the core. Glaring at the Slytherin, Harry said in a low voice, "Think of joining the Dark Lord? Think twice. The Dark Lord shows as much mercy to his followers to his enemies-none."
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A note from your author:
Haha! Another chapter came and gone! So how you like this chapter? Review to tell me! A word of thanks to all my previous reviewers! They are:
---------
Angelis: There is few more chapters! I think that it will end by the end of August.
Arizosa: Thanks!^^ There will be more.
wadeki: Thanks! There will be a sequel, don't worry!
storyteller: My thank!
Corrie: Thanks! ^^
Braindrain: Thank you! ^^
Stayblue: Thanks!
Celtic Goddess: My thanks!
Brion: Thanks!
Destruxion: Thanks!
Athenkitty: Haha! Wait and see!
Kemenran: Thanks!
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That's all folks!
So long!
Yours truly,
BloodRedSword
(1) If We Hold On Together, by Diana Ross, from the Land Before Time Soundtrack
Chew On it!
In one Television commercial, a brand of fresh mil accentuates its calcium- rich content by pitting itself against the less-than-wholesome 'Brand X'. which is dandy, as all the educated customer needs to do now is to avoid 'Brand X' like the plague.
Go to any dairy section in a supermarket or hypermarket and what do you see? All sorts of milk...expect 'Brand X'! Now how would the consumer compare the advertised milk with other real brands, then?
