Harry Potter and the Quest of Life

Summary: Harry had always longed to leave the Dursleys. His desire is fulfilled, but in a way he never planned. Harry's sixth year will be full of adventures. New powers, a different identity and lots of fun with the Slytherins. How will Harry save his neck during the hide-and-seek game with the Order and Voldemort? Ron and Hermione are the new members of the Order. *grins* Find out the detail by reading the story.

"Tell me my faithful followers; have you found anything on the man who calls himself the Phoenix Lord?" Voldemort questioned the Death Eaters, standing in front of him.

"My Lord," Lucius stepped forward to bow in front of the Dark Lord. "We are still in the dark about the identity of the man. But we have found, in the ancient books, a prophecy, telling about the rise of a person who shall rid the world of the darkness. He will hold unimaginable powers and will call himself the Phoenix Lord." Lucius bowed his head again, more in fear than respect.

"Tell me Lucius," Voldemort said, twirling his wand in his hand. "Do you believe in this prophecy?" Threat was clear in his voice.

"No my Lord," Lucius was beside himself, quivering in fear. "It was probably made by a crackpot, like that bat in Hogwarts."

"Very good, Lucius," Voldemort said with a pleased smile on his face. "Don't let your faith falter. Never let your faiths falter."

"Is there anyone who disagrees with Lucius?" Voldemort's voice boomed through the stone hall.

"N-no my Lord," was the collective answer.

"Come forward, most faithful of my followers." Voldemort called.

Ten Death Eaters came forward without fear and bowed down in front of their master in respect.

"My Lord," they murmured.

"Welcome back to the fold." Voldemort said with a devious smirk.

"Thank you, my Lord," The Death Eater tilted its face to show the grinning face of Bellatrix Lestrange.

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Adam Willstrong, as in Harry Potter, sensed that something was going to happen today. He could tell that it will not be something that he will like. He made his way to the Great Hall and started eating his breakfast, mask of indifference perfectly in place.

He noted that Hall was filled with hushed whispers going on all around the four tables. 'Now what's happened' He groaned inwardly.

Harry focused on the thoughts of a Slytherin fifth year. 'Oh bugger!' This was bad than he previously thought. Voldemort had his most powerful and valiant supporters back. This was definitely not good.

Fletcher, Harry noted, looked absolutely angry. Probably at Fudge, Harry thought. At least Fudge will now have to admit that Voldemort was back, though Harry very much doubted it. If Fudge had any say about it, then he will probably shove all the blame on Harry.

Until now, Fudge hadn't given any explanation. But when he did, it'll be about how Harry was going to be a new Dark Lord. It was time to pay dear ol' Fudge a visit.

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