A.N.: I finally figured out how to make this chapter work! Unfortunately,
Writer's Block, like Voldemort, just won't stay dead and I expect it will
rear its ugly head sooner or later. Oh! One more thing! Thanks go out to
Prism and Wincesrn, the only two reviewers up to this point (aside from
Kat) who have found the references! Kudos to you!
A.N. 2: Here are the references from previous chapters:
Ch. 1-3: None
Ch. 4:
1) He pointed the "Love Rocket #9" at Ron's back, Locked on to the target. --Heero Yuy, Gundam Wing, often says, "Locked on to the target," when he's about to blow something up.
2) Turning to Ginny he threw a quick salute. "Mission, Accomplished." - Again, from Heero Yuy.
3) Fred's eyes narrowed, "Hey, we may run and hide."
George continued, ".But we never tell a lie."
"That's us in a nutshell." They chorused together. - This was modified from Duo Maxwell, Gundam Wing (can you people tell I like Gundam Wing?)
Ch. 5
She then went back to her comics, muttering something about a spiky haired guy in spandex. - This was a reference to Heero Yuy, in Gundam Wing, but some people also though it was a Vegeta, Dragonball Z.
Ron stood up, laughing at the idea of Snape spouting off phrases like, "Size matters not." - Ashamed of you people I am, said this, the great Jedi Master Yoda did.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry did not wake up that day. Nor did he stir the next. By the end of the week Hermione had Flooed over as fast as possible when Ron had owled her of Harry's condition. They also sent Hermes with a letter to Dumbledore, but they hadn't heard back from him yet. Sirius, much to Percy's annoyance, stayed with Harry, usually in his dog from, most of the day, leaving only for food and other necessities. The twins, normally a jovial pair, were depressed. Even Headwig was sad, perched on the headboard above Harry, hooting mournfully.
Not to mention Ginny. She had become listless, haunting Harry's bed even more so than Sirius. She had cried for the first few days, then the sad look in her eyes was replaced by a hollow, lonely look. It had been two weeks since Harry had shown up, and it was one of those days when Ginny and Sirius were in the room with Harry that something happened.
They were sitting on opposite sides of the bed, each holding one of Harry's hands, when he blurred in the bed. There was really no other way to describe it. One moment, he had been lying there, the next he appeared as if he was out of focus, there was a slight ripping sound, and then it was over. Sirius and Ginny looked at each other, then back at Harry, quickly taking in the changes.
His lanky body had grown longer, somehow, and was a bit broader in the shoulders too. Where he had once had rather skinny arms were well-toned muscles. His hair was a bit longer and scruffier, giving it an unkempt spikiness. The ripping sound, Sirius discovered, was the legs of Harry's pajamas ripping where well formed calf muscles had burst through the seams.
As soon as they were done checking Harry over, Ginny ran downstairs to get Mrs. Weasley. When she entered the room, she gasped at Harry's new appearance, then ran downstairs to the fireplace. Throwing some Floo powder in she called out, "Hogsmeade, The Three Broomsticks!"
Ron and Hermione, who had rushed to Harry's side at the first sign of news, waited for Mrs. Weasley to return. With baited breath they listened to Sirius recount what happened, and looked anxiously at Harry, hoping he'd wake up. When nothing happened, Hermione's eye's filled with tears, and she buried her face in Ron's shoulder, feeling depressed that, for once, she didn't have the answers and it was important that she did, for Harry's sake. Ginny just gripped Harry's hand tightly, hoping he'd wake up soon.
A while later, Molly returned, with both Professor Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey in tow. When the school nurse saw Harry she immediately forced everybody out of the room and began a thorough check-up on him, using both Magical and Muggle techniques.
~*~*~*~*~
Half an hour later, Madam Pomfrey came out of the room, and went straight to Dumbledore, who was sitting at the kitchen table with Sirius and Mrs. Weasley. Quickly whispering in his ear, she reported her findings to the Headmaster. Glancing at her, he muttered, "Curious," and went to check on Harry himself. Quickly, he closed the doors, and when Fred and George tried to use one of their inventions to hear what was going on inside, they yelled and jumped away, rubbing their ears in an effort to get rid of the ringing in them.
The Weasleys, Sirius, and Madam Pomfrey waited outside Ron's room anxiously, hoping that the greatest wizard of their century would be able to wake Harry up. When the door opened, they all looked to Dumbledore, hoping for answers. He just looked at them and shook his head. They followed him to the kitchen, trying to get some answers out of him. It was Madam Pomfrey that answered.
"I gave Mr. Potter a thorough physical, using every method I knew. Except for the fact that his body has matured in a matter of seconds, there is nothing wrong with him. He's in perfect physical health, he's not even showing signs of malnutrition or dehydration, even though he's been unconscious for two weeks. I just can't explain it."
"I," Dumbledore spoke up, "found one thing that Poppy did not." Everybody turned to the aged Headmaster, hanging on every word. "When I went in I did a check of Harry's more.magical.properties. I don't suppose any of you have heard of the Auroras spell?"
Unsurprisingly, Hermione had. "It's a spell that allows the caster to view the magical aura of another person. Every aura is different from person to person." She looked to Dumbledore, silently asking if she was right.
Dumbledore nodded, "You are correct, Miss Granger. I performed this charm on Harry when he was a baby, and his aura was red and green, which gave me the suspicion of a transfer of powers from Voldemort," everybody except Ginny, Hermione, and Sirius flinched, "when the Killing Curse backfired."
Mrs. Weasley spoke up, "What did you find this time?"
"His aura was gold this time, pure gold. And it was powerful, much more powerful than before. But it didn't seem changed. It was as if was complete somehow. For the life of me, I can't figure it out. Although, if I'm reading the signs right, he should be recovering soon."
As everyone began to discuss the possibilities of what this meant, Ginny slipped off, unnoticed. Retreating to Ron's room, she took her place again at Harry's side, holding his hand. But the lost look in her eyes was gone, instead they were filled with hope.
"Hurry back, Harry," she whispered, "we all miss you."
~*~*~*~*~
"Very good Harry. You've improved greatly since the Guardian brought you here."
"Yes, both your physical and magical abilities have improved."
Harry Potter relaxed his quarterstaff from the guard position, and leaned his weight on it. "Only thanks to you, King Arthur and Princess Garnet."
The princess rolled her chocolate brown eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you, call me Dagger! I've had my own fair share of megalomaniacal terrors, trust me. After what I went through with Kuja, I don't feel much like a princess."
Harry blushed under her reprimand. "I know, but you're royalty. I should address you by your titles."
Arthur Pendragon chuckled, "Well, in that case we should call you Lord Phoenix. But we both know you'd object to that title."
As humorous as this exchange is, the Guardian "spoke" up, it is time for the Lord Phoenix to return to his realm.
Harry turned back to his two teachers. "Thank you for teaching me what you know. I know I'll need it soon."
King Arthur bowed at the waist, "It was an honor, Lord Phoenix. Be safe in your travels."
Dagger did a small curtsey in her orange jumper, holding the edge of an imaginary dress. "Take care, Harry. And don't forget what we taught you."
Harry smiled, despite the use of his proper title. "I won't especially what you taught me Prin.Dagger."
She nodded, "Being able to summon the Guardian to your realm will help you, even though it is taxing on your magical reserves."
Harry grinned, "That's not what I was talking about. I was thanking you for the dancing lessons."
The Guardian laughed, It's time to go.
With that Harry's vision faded, the chamber of gems disappearing.
~*~*~*~*~
A.N.: That's it for now! There's one Final Fantasy reference in here, can any of you spot it?
A.N. 2: Here are the references from previous chapters:
Ch. 1-3: None
Ch. 4:
1) He pointed the "Love Rocket #9" at Ron's back, Locked on to the target. --Heero Yuy, Gundam Wing, often says, "Locked on to the target," when he's about to blow something up.
2) Turning to Ginny he threw a quick salute. "Mission, Accomplished." - Again, from Heero Yuy.
3) Fred's eyes narrowed, "Hey, we may run and hide."
George continued, ".But we never tell a lie."
"That's us in a nutshell." They chorused together. - This was modified from Duo Maxwell, Gundam Wing (can you people tell I like Gundam Wing?)
Ch. 5
She then went back to her comics, muttering something about a spiky haired guy in spandex. - This was a reference to Heero Yuy, in Gundam Wing, but some people also though it was a Vegeta, Dragonball Z.
Ron stood up, laughing at the idea of Snape spouting off phrases like, "Size matters not." - Ashamed of you people I am, said this, the great Jedi Master Yoda did.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Harry did not wake up that day. Nor did he stir the next. By the end of the week Hermione had Flooed over as fast as possible when Ron had owled her of Harry's condition. They also sent Hermes with a letter to Dumbledore, but they hadn't heard back from him yet. Sirius, much to Percy's annoyance, stayed with Harry, usually in his dog from, most of the day, leaving only for food and other necessities. The twins, normally a jovial pair, were depressed. Even Headwig was sad, perched on the headboard above Harry, hooting mournfully.
Not to mention Ginny. She had become listless, haunting Harry's bed even more so than Sirius. She had cried for the first few days, then the sad look in her eyes was replaced by a hollow, lonely look. It had been two weeks since Harry had shown up, and it was one of those days when Ginny and Sirius were in the room with Harry that something happened.
They were sitting on opposite sides of the bed, each holding one of Harry's hands, when he blurred in the bed. There was really no other way to describe it. One moment, he had been lying there, the next he appeared as if he was out of focus, there was a slight ripping sound, and then it was over. Sirius and Ginny looked at each other, then back at Harry, quickly taking in the changes.
His lanky body had grown longer, somehow, and was a bit broader in the shoulders too. Where he had once had rather skinny arms were well-toned muscles. His hair was a bit longer and scruffier, giving it an unkempt spikiness. The ripping sound, Sirius discovered, was the legs of Harry's pajamas ripping where well formed calf muscles had burst through the seams.
As soon as they were done checking Harry over, Ginny ran downstairs to get Mrs. Weasley. When she entered the room, she gasped at Harry's new appearance, then ran downstairs to the fireplace. Throwing some Floo powder in she called out, "Hogsmeade, The Three Broomsticks!"
Ron and Hermione, who had rushed to Harry's side at the first sign of news, waited for Mrs. Weasley to return. With baited breath they listened to Sirius recount what happened, and looked anxiously at Harry, hoping he'd wake up. When nothing happened, Hermione's eye's filled with tears, and she buried her face in Ron's shoulder, feeling depressed that, for once, she didn't have the answers and it was important that she did, for Harry's sake. Ginny just gripped Harry's hand tightly, hoping he'd wake up soon.
A while later, Molly returned, with both Professor Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey in tow. When the school nurse saw Harry she immediately forced everybody out of the room and began a thorough check-up on him, using both Magical and Muggle techniques.
~*~*~*~*~
Half an hour later, Madam Pomfrey came out of the room, and went straight to Dumbledore, who was sitting at the kitchen table with Sirius and Mrs. Weasley. Quickly whispering in his ear, she reported her findings to the Headmaster. Glancing at her, he muttered, "Curious," and went to check on Harry himself. Quickly, he closed the doors, and when Fred and George tried to use one of their inventions to hear what was going on inside, they yelled and jumped away, rubbing their ears in an effort to get rid of the ringing in them.
The Weasleys, Sirius, and Madam Pomfrey waited outside Ron's room anxiously, hoping that the greatest wizard of their century would be able to wake Harry up. When the door opened, they all looked to Dumbledore, hoping for answers. He just looked at them and shook his head. They followed him to the kitchen, trying to get some answers out of him. It was Madam Pomfrey that answered.
"I gave Mr. Potter a thorough physical, using every method I knew. Except for the fact that his body has matured in a matter of seconds, there is nothing wrong with him. He's in perfect physical health, he's not even showing signs of malnutrition or dehydration, even though he's been unconscious for two weeks. I just can't explain it."
"I," Dumbledore spoke up, "found one thing that Poppy did not." Everybody turned to the aged Headmaster, hanging on every word. "When I went in I did a check of Harry's more.magical.properties. I don't suppose any of you have heard of the Auroras spell?"
Unsurprisingly, Hermione had. "It's a spell that allows the caster to view the magical aura of another person. Every aura is different from person to person." She looked to Dumbledore, silently asking if she was right.
Dumbledore nodded, "You are correct, Miss Granger. I performed this charm on Harry when he was a baby, and his aura was red and green, which gave me the suspicion of a transfer of powers from Voldemort," everybody except Ginny, Hermione, and Sirius flinched, "when the Killing Curse backfired."
Mrs. Weasley spoke up, "What did you find this time?"
"His aura was gold this time, pure gold. And it was powerful, much more powerful than before. But it didn't seem changed. It was as if was complete somehow. For the life of me, I can't figure it out. Although, if I'm reading the signs right, he should be recovering soon."
As everyone began to discuss the possibilities of what this meant, Ginny slipped off, unnoticed. Retreating to Ron's room, she took her place again at Harry's side, holding his hand. But the lost look in her eyes was gone, instead they were filled with hope.
"Hurry back, Harry," she whispered, "we all miss you."
~*~*~*~*~
"Very good Harry. You've improved greatly since the Guardian brought you here."
"Yes, both your physical and magical abilities have improved."
Harry Potter relaxed his quarterstaff from the guard position, and leaned his weight on it. "Only thanks to you, King Arthur and Princess Garnet."
The princess rolled her chocolate brown eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you, call me Dagger! I've had my own fair share of megalomaniacal terrors, trust me. After what I went through with Kuja, I don't feel much like a princess."
Harry blushed under her reprimand. "I know, but you're royalty. I should address you by your titles."
Arthur Pendragon chuckled, "Well, in that case we should call you Lord Phoenix. But we both know you'd object to that title."
As humorous as this exchange is, the Guardian "spoke" up, it is time for the Lord Phoenix to return to his realm.
Harry turned back to his two teachers. "Thank you for teaching me what you know. I know I'll need it soon."
King Arthur bowed at the waist, "It was an honor, Lord Phoenix. Be safe in your travels."
Dagger did a small curtsey in her orange jumper, holding the edge of an imaginary dress. "Take care, Harry. And don't forget what we taught you."
Harry smiled, despite the use of his proper title. "I won't especially what you taught me Prin.Dagger."
She nodded, "Being able to summon the Guardian to your realm will help you, even though it is taxing on your magical reserves."
Harry grinned, "That's not what I was talking about. I was thanking you for the dancing lessons."
The Guardian laughed, It's time to go.
With that Harry's vision faded, the chamber of gems disappearing.
~*~*~*~*~
A.N.: That's it for now! There's one Final Fantasy reference in here, can any of you spot it?
