Chapter 9:Lessons and Shopping
It has been a week since Harry's birthday and with each passing day Harry and Ginny seemed to be taking their new relationship a bit further. Harry still did not tell either Ron or Hermione, as he felt he was not ready to face either Ron or the entire Weasley family yet.
Ginny on the other hand was thrilled. She did not mind their secrecy but rather enjoyed it. Harry still did not openly tell her that he loved him. But his gestures made that no secret. Right now they were sitting in the warm sunny backyard, with Harry resting with his head on Ginny's lap looking slightly disturbed. Ginny found this strange. She knew what kind of pressure was on Harry. Over the past one week Harry had opened his heart to her telling her everything from the Marauders to the infamous Prophecy. But still whenever she and Harry were alone Harry rarely seemed to be disturbed by the weight of the world.
"Anything bothering you Harry?" she asked.
"Well my Occulomency lessons start in an hour, Remus will be taking me to that old house for it."
Ginny knew Harry did not like that subject. Who would like a subject that deals with stopping someone from sneaking around your mind? She also knew that Harry blamed his failure to learn Occulomency as a reason for Sirius' death. Lastly there was this strange new teacher whom no one knew nothing of. So she could see why Harry was not looking forward to this lesson.
"Its time Harry. Lets go." Said Lupin.
"Why must it be him? Why can't somebody else teach me? And where are we going?"
"Well I don't know why Dumbledore chose him as your teacher. But he can't possibly much worse than Snape, can he? As to where we are going. Well the answer to that is the Shrieking Shack."
Remus and Harry arrived at the Shrieking Shack at about six in the evening. Both of them were quite astonished by the changes in the place. While on the outside it still bore the appearance of a haunted house, on the inside it was a nice cosy place with a warm fire.
"Well Mr. Lupin and Mr. Potter. Although I do not own this place but thanks to professor Dumbledore I have been allowed to stay here for some time. I hope you do not mind the changes." Said Enemar as he entered the room.
"Well no. Actually its definitely an improvement. Anyway Harry enjoy your lesson, I must leave now. I will be here to pick you up at eight."
And so began Harry's first lesson.
"Nervous Harry. I heard your previous experience in this lesson was not that good."
Harry just nodded.
"Ok. Now lets understand something. I am not going to exactly teach you Occulomency. I honestly can not do that as I am not a wizard. I will be teaching you a form of blocking your mind that I believe is much superior to Occulomency. This was one of the first things we learnt in Indus. It was important for each one of us to hide our thoughts because of our psychic abilities. Other than that we will try to find out what psychic abilities you have. I have already guessed a few but we have to test them out. Now before we begin do you have any questions?"
"How do you know your form of mind blocking is superior to Occulomency?"
"Because I can throw of the strongest of legillimense curse which most wizards highly skilled in Occulomency can not."
"Now listen carefully. Mind blocking technique is very much like meditation. It does not require any magical skill. You just need to be able to sort of create a wall around your thoughts. Close your eyes Harry. You do not need to empty your thoughts. Just think of one thought and try to concentrate on it so hard that in gets engraved on your subconscious state. I know it is very difficult thing to do. But once achieved it is a very powerful asset. Now I want you to think of the time you beat the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. I just want you to completely focus on you killing the Basilisk. Close your eyes and focus on that one thought."
Harry decided to close his eyes and give it a go. He thought of him plunging Godric Gryffindor's sword into the demonic basilisk. He tried to keep his entire focus on this single thought. Then he felt something probing into his mind. He tried to keep his concentration on the thought, but whatever was probing into his thought seemed to be trying to bring up the worst of his memories. Soon his head was filled with images of his parents death, then Cedric's and finally Sirius'.
He snapped his eyes open. He saw Enemar had a funny look on his face.
"That was amazing Potter. Even I could not hold back a full attack on my psyche for this long in my first time."
"What are you talking about?" said Harry. "You managed to get past the thought."
"Of course I did. Understand something. You are not God. When you acquire a skill you need to practice it till it becomes perfect. I knew that if I kept attacking I would get past that barrier. But what was amazing was that you were able to hold me of for so long."
Harry looked at his watch. Enemar was right he had been able to hold on to the thought for almost forty minutes.
"You see Harry this will be your primary defense against any attack on your psyche. But sooner or later someone will break through. The advantage of this method is that you can detect someone attacking you before he gets full possession of you. So you can straight away get to phase two of my lesson. Fighting back."
"When you feel someone trying to break through or alter your thoughts you must think clearly and try to look into the source of your disturbance. Remember your mind is for you to control. Anyone trying to enter your mind also makes himself vulnerable. You can attack him. Focus your anger hatred against the intruder as a force on that person and you will be able to cause substantial damage to the intruder. There is only one backdrop to this method you must be willing to hurt another person. That does not come naturally to most of us. So lets try this. Remember try to locate where something alien is located in your mind and concentrate on attacking it."
Harry closed his eyes. He was concentrating hard on his thought. But then he felt the familiar intrusion. It was not difficult to locate its source. He tried to think hard about attacking it. But it was winning. Then this entity in his mind spoke to him in a very familiar voice.
"Is that the best you have got."
It was the voice of Bellatrix Lestrange. This was his chance to avenge Sirius, thought Harry. Every inch of hatred that he could muster was poured into his thoughts. He wanted to hurt her. He wanted to kill her.
Then all of a sudden the voice as well as the entity disappeared. His thoughts were once again only his.
Harry opened his eyes to find Enemar knocked out cold on the floor.
He quickly went over to him. He pointed hi wand at him and said 'Enervate'. Nothing happened initially. Then slowly he started to come around.
"That was bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed.
"You are not mad at me." Harry thought.
"No dear. I wanted you to attack me. But never could I have dreamed of such a force."
"Well unfortunately thanks to your retaliation I have a headache. We must end this lesson today. We will continue next week. I must say I am looking forward to it as much as you are. But before you go I want to show you something."
Just then Lupin apparated into the room.
"Ah! Mr. Lupin. You are just in time. Please come in and see how Harry's lesson went."
He clicked his finger and a mirror appeared in the room.
"No Harry I know this looks like it but this is not the mirror of Erised. It will show how you dealt with me subconsciously today."
The images of the mirror was fuzzy at first and then it became clear. It was showing Harry fighting the Basilisk in the chamber. It kept repeating the same thing over and over. Then the screen started to flicker. The picture seemed to be get superimposed by others. Then a ghostly body appeared on the screen. It made the picture very fuzzy. Then it began to speak to Harry in Lestrange's voice. Then all of a sudden the mirror became black.
"You see Harry. That was not your thoughts actually. It was showing the things I did and saw when I tried to intrude on your mind."
"Where did you find this object? I have never seen anything like it before." Asked Remus.
"It's a family heirloom. It is one of its kind. Has many uses actually."
He led Remus and Harry to the fireplace from where they flooed to the Order Headquarters.
"So how did it go?" Came a voice from behind him.
"It went well. How are you doing? So far everything ok?" replied Enemar facing the mirror.
"Yes, I think I will be there tomorrow. Wow! You look exactly like me."
"I am supposed to remember. Now listen brother please be careful. Remember this has never been done before."
"You sound jealous. I know you wanted to come but you must understand you have a bigger role here. Also I need you in case something goes wrong."
"This huge amount of risk that you are taking. Why?"
"It's the right thing to do brother. I know my role. He still does not. But he will learn the hard way."
"This new idea of yours about this years DADA teacher at Hogwarts. Are you serious? Do you think we can convince him to do that? You do realize that we will be confronted by someone as powerful as Dumbledore."
"Whatever I have heard of him, I think he will agree. As for Dumbledore, what he does not know can not hurt us. By the time he realizes he will not be in a position to do anything. But first let me succeed."
"Good Luck brother. You must succeed. Our victory is all we are living for."
"I know. Continue with Harry's lessons as I have told you. He will be ready soon. We must be ready as well."
"Seriously, the Power of the Immortals. Who would have thought?"
"Good bye brother. Good Luck."
"Same to you."
Six days had gone by since Harry's lesson with Enemar. On every night since then, Enemar attacked Harry's dreams. But second night onwards Harry was able to fend him of quite successfully. Knowing it was Enemar, he did not try to attack him, but still he felt confident that no one would be able to pry into his mind now.
Today they were all supposed to go to Diagon Alley to shop for school supplies. Harry was really looking forward to this, as he knew this was a perfect opportunity for him to spend some time with Ginny.
At Noon they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. From there Hermione dragged Ron to Flourish and Botts. Mrs. Weasley engaged herself in a conversation with a witch Harry did not recognize. So Harry asked Ginny to come with her to Gringotts.
Harry noticed that the amount of money in his vault had not changed in spite of his recent inheritance. He really was not bothered about it. He then went to the Weasley family vault as Mrs. Weasley had asked Ginny to pick up some money to buy a new dress robe. He was amazed at the massive increase in gold in their vault. It seems that Ron and Ginny's inheritance was transferred to their account.
"You might be wondering why you have not yet received your inheritance Mr. Potter. Well as per the will of the late Mr. Black you will come in possession of your inheritance only when you become of age. Then you will receive your entire family assets as well as that on the Black family. Till the Mr. Remus Lupin is the caretaker of the your possessions."
Harry was rather relieved to hear this. Money was something he was not very fond of. He did not care to have excess of it. He was glad to let Lupin handle it.
Harry's thoughts though were suddenly interrupted by a large number of screams coming from outside.
He and Ginny stepped outside to notice the screams have stopped. In fact the ever-busy streets of Diagon Alley was cloaked in pin drop silence. And Harry could see the reason why.
Standing in the middle of Diagon Alley accompanied by a horde of Death Eaters was Lord Voldemort.
"Brother, are you there?"
"Yes what happened. I was just taking some rest."
"Tom has been spotted at Diagon Alley. He is going after Harry. He will be with him. What do we do?"
"Come on brother. We don't even know it's him. It's just your prediction. But I am afraid you might be right. If he is there he will definitely alter the balance of the fight."
"What do you want me to do? Do you want me to go there?"
"NO! You must stay here. As soon as the storm is over I will be heading out. I will need your help then. If you enter this war and tire yourself out now, we will both be I trouble. You stay where you are. Remember Dumbledore will be there."
"I know I will not get involved in this but I know you will. I don't need to be a psychic to know that."
"You are a psychic. And you are right. Potter will get help. And Dumbledore will not be the only one to help him. However, I request you to stay at the Shrieking Shack for now. I will let you know if things get bad."
"Very well. Good Luck."
"I will let you know when I start. Good bye."
There was not a single soul on the street other than Voldemort standing there, with a twisted smile on his face.
"Potter." He roared. "We must end this now. I have grown tired of this hide and seek game. Today the world will see me destroy the boy-who-lived."
Suddenly a voice spoke in Harry's head.
"Harry this is Enemar. I know Voldemort is attacking Diagon Alley. Dumbledore and the Aurors are almost there. I however can not come as I am stuck some place else. Be careful Harry. Know your strength, it is within you. Do not be afraid of him. You are more powerful than him. But be careful. There is something there with Voldemort that we do not understand. Watch out for it."
Harry could sense what Enemar was talking about. As immensely powerful as Voldemort was, there was something different about him. Power seemed to flicker around him. Harry wondered how it was possible for him to kill this thing.
"Ah Potter and Weasley. I have heard of you young girl. If it had not been for your stupidity, my memory only would have sufficed in disposing of your 'hero'. Watch Potter as I kill her first."
"I am not afraid to die Tom." The entire Gang of Death Eaters gasped. Most of them knew their Lords real name but barring Dumbledore they had never heard anyone bring it to their lips in their entire life time. To hear it in a fearless tone from the mouth of a fifteen year old girl was the biggest shock of their life.
"I am also not afraid to say your name. You Tom Riddle think yourself to be better tha everyone just because of your power. Let me tell you, you will never match the powers of Harry or Professor Dumbledore. Harry will kill you in the end. You can never win."
"Foolish girl." He hissed. "You will pay for that."
"No. This is between you and me Voldemort. You came here to face me. Leave the innocents out of this. Fight me."
"Fight you." His face broke into a hideous smile. "Boy do you any idea of my powers?"
"I do actually. You may be as powerful as the devil but tell me. How's your back?"
Voldemort snarled and raised his wand.
Just then, the entire order of Phoenix apparated right between him and Harry. Harry could see that the young members were quite shaken up to see Voldemort. But Dumbledore was as calm as ever.
"Leave Tom. Now is not the time. Face him when he is ready. Face him like a man. Leave or suffer the deaths of your minions."
"I knew you would interfere Dumbledore. I have come prepared for you. Prepare to meet your match."
Suddenly the entire Order was engulf in a black smoke. They seemed to be in incredible amount of pain as Voldemort was muttering an incantation in an unknown language.
"Now Harry. Use your powers. Their shield is down. Attack him." Came Enemar's voice in his mind.
"How?"
"Its inside you Harry. Concentrate it like you did when you attacked me. Do it or every member of the Order will die within the next minute."
"Are you watching Potter?" hissed Voldemort. "See your beloved Headmaster die before you. But don't worry. You and your friends are next."
Harry concentrating hard raised his hand at the laughing Dark Lord, half hoping, half praying something to happen.
And it did. The mist that surrounded the Order emanated a loud scream of horrible agony. Then to the shock of the death eaters the next scream of extreme pain came from their leader. He was brought to his knees by the pain, clutching his forehead.
Out of the clear blue sky, came a bolt of lightning which struck down a Death Eater. So much was the power of the lightning that the Death Eater next to him was knocked unconscious.
But to every ones surprise Voldemort all of a sudden shouted out in a voice very different from Dark Lords own.
"It IS YOU. You are the one. So the legend was true. The Green Flame Torch does exist. Very well Potter. I spare your life this time. We will meet when you become of use to me."
Then Voldemort and his minions disappeared.
"Man that was close."
"Are you kidding me? Harry almost toasted Voldemort. Did you see his psychic blow? Riddle was almost in tears."
"It was not Riddle who was in pain. You were right this is trouble. He is here."
"I saw it too remember. And now he knows about Harry as well. But how did he survive us? And how is he able to use Tom?"
"I don't think he survived us and I am certain that he is not using Tom. Tom is using him. But the cowards hunger for power will lead the two of them to do whatever they need to get the Torch."
"Did you see how powerful he has become? I mean that was Dumbledore."
"He does not know. Once he is told he will be ready."
"You really think big of the old man don't you?"
"He is the only person other than you in this planet that I am remotely scared of."
"So you are heading out know?"
"Yes. Got to keep my date with the Professor."
"I will keep a watch. Anyways we meet on September the first."
"Right. But do keep your vigil. Things are about to get very interesting."
"One more thing. Which blockhead died?"
"Macnair."
End Of Chapter Nine.
Authors Note:- Hope you like this Chapter. I know the conversation bit is slightly weird. But trust me, it leads to one of the best parts of the story. Can you guess who these two are and what they are talking about? Keep reading and you will find out.
Coming up next chapter:-
Reactions to the events of Diagon Alley. Enter Draco Malfoy. Dumbledore meets Enemar. Harry has another two lessons and learns to control his powers. New Teachers.
One more thing I started of with about two to three page chapters but have been concentrating on making the chapters bigger. Which format would you prefer? A 40 chapter fic with each chapter about 10 pages or a 65 chapter fic with each chapter about 5-6 pages.
It has been a week since Harry's birthday and with each passing day Harry and Ginny seemed to be taking their new relationship a bit further. Harry still did not tell either Ron or Hermione, as he felt he was not ready to face either Ron or the entire Weasley family yet.
Ginny on the other hand was thrilled. She did not mind their secrecy but rather enjoyed it. Harry still did not openly tell her that he loved him. But his gestures made that no secret. Right now they were sitting in the warm sunny backyard, with Harry resting with his head on Ginny's lap looking slightly disturbed. Ginny found this strange. She knew what kind of pressure was on Harry. Over the past one week Harry had opened his heart to her telling her everything from the Marauders to the infamous Prophecy. But still whenever she and Harry were alone Harry rarely seemed to be disturbed by the weight of the world.
"Anything bothering you Harry?" she asked.
"Well my Occulomency lessons start in an hour, Remus will be taking me to that old house for it."
Ginny knew Harry did not like that subject. Who would like a subject that deals with stopping someone from sneaking around your mind? She also knew that Harry blamed his failure to learn Occulomency as a reason for Sirius' death. Lastly there was this strange new teacher whom no one knew nothing of. So she could see why Harry was not looking forward to this lesson.
"Its time Harry. Lets go." Said Lupin.
"Why must it be him? Why can't somebody else teach me? And where are we going?"
"Well I don't know why Dumbledore chose him as your teacher. But he can't possibly much worse than Snape, can he? As to where we are going. Well the answer to that is the Shrieking Shack."
Remus and Harry arrived at the Shrieking Shack at about six in the evening. Both of them were quite astonished by the changes in the place. While on the outside it still bore the appearance of a haunted house, on the inside it was a nice cosy place with a warm fire.
"Well Mr. Lupin and Mr. Potter. Although I do not own this place but thanks to professor Dumbledore I have been allowed to stay here for some time. I hope you do not mind the changes." Said Enemar as he entered the room.
"Well no. Actually its definitely an improvement. Anyway Harry enjoy your lesson, I must leave now. I will be here to pick you up at eight."
And so began Harry's first lesson.
"Nervous Harry. I heard your previous experience in this lesson was not that good."
Harry just nodded.
"Ok. Now lets understand something. I am not going to exactly teach you Occulomency. I honestly can not do that as I am not a wizard. I will be teaching you a form of blocking your mind that I believe is much superior to Occulomency. This was one of the first things we learnt in Indus. It was important for each one of us to hide our thoughts because of our psychic abilities. Other than that we will try to find out what psychic abilities you have. I have already guessed a few but we have to test them out. Now before we begin do you have any questions?"
"How do you know your form of mind blocking is superior to Occulomency?"
"Because I can throw of the strongest of legillimense curse which most wizards highly skilled in Occulomency can not."
"Now listen carefully. Mind blocking technique is very much like meditation. It does not require any magical skill. You just need to be able to sort of create a wall around your thoughts. Close your eyes Harry. You do not need to empty your thoughts. Just think of one thought and try to concentrate on it so hard that in gets engraved on your subconscious state. I know it is very difficult thing to do. But once achieved it is a very powerful asset. Now I want you to think of the time you beat the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. I just want you to completely focus on you killing the Basilisk. Close your eyes and focus on that one thought."
Harry decided to close his eyes and give it a go. He thought of him plunging Godric Gryffindor's sword into the demonic basilisk. He tried to keep his entire focus on this single thought. Then he felt something probing into his mind. He tried to keep his concentration on the thought, but whatever was probing into his thought seemed to be trying to bring up the worst of his memories. Soon his head was filled with images of his parents death, then Cedric's and finally Sirius'.
He snapped his eyes open. He saw Enemar had a funny look on his face.
"That was amazing Potter. Even I could not hold back a full attack on my psyche for this long in my first time."
"What are you talking about?" said Harry. "You managed to get past the thought."
"Of course I did. Understand something. You are not God. When you acquire a skill you need to practice it till it becomes perfect. I knew that if I kept attacking I would get past that barrier. But what was amazing was that you were able to hold me of for so long."
Harry looked at his watch. Enemar was right he had been able to hold on to the thought for almost forty minutes.
"You see Harry this will be your primary defense against any attack on your psyche. But sooner or later someone will break through. The advantage of this method is that you can detect someone attacking you before he gets full possession of you. So you can straight away get to phase two of my lesson. Fighting back."
"When you feel someone trying to break through or alter your thoughts you must think clearly and try to look into the source of your disturbance. Remember your mind is for you to control. Anyone trying to enter your mind also makes himself vulnerable. You can attack him. Focus your anger hatred against the intruder as a force on that person and you will be able to cause substantial damage to the intruder. There is only one backdrop to this method you must be willing to hurt another person. That does not come naturally to most of us. So lets try this. Remember try to locate where something alien is located in your mind and concentrate on attacking it."
Harry closed his eyes. He was concentrating hard on his thought. But then he felt the familiar intrusion. It was not difficult to locate its source. He tried to think hard about attacking it. But it was winning. Then this entity in his mind spoke to him in a very familiar voice.
"Is that the best you have got."
It was the voice of Bellatrix Lestrange. This was his chance to avenge Sirius, thought Harry. Every inch of hatred that he could muster was poured into his thoughts. He wanted to hurt her. He wanted to kill her.
Then all of a sudden the voice as well as the entity disappeared. His thoughts were once again only his.
Harry opened his eyes to find Enemar knocked out cold on the floor.
He quickly went over to him. He pointed hi wand at him and said 'Enervate'. Nothing happened initially. Then slowly he started to come around.
"That was bloody brilliant!" he exclaimed.
"You are not mad at me." Harry thought.
"No dear. I wanted you to attack me. But never could I have dreamed of such a force."
"Well unfortunately thanks to your retaliation I have a headache. We must end this lesson today. We will continue next week. I must say I am looking forward to it as much as you are. But before you go I want to show you something."
Just then Lupin apparated into the room.
"Ah! Mr. Lupin. You are just in time. Please come in and see how Harry's lesson went."
He clicked his finger and a mirror appeared in the room.
"No Harry I know this looks like it but this is not the mirror of Erised. It will show how you dealt with me subconsciously today."
The images of the mirror was fuzzy at first and then it became clear. It was showing Harry fighting the Basilisk in the chamber. It kept repeating the same thing over and over. Then the screen started to flicker. The picture seemed to be get superimposed by others. Then a ghostly body appeared on the screen. It made the picture very fuzzy. Then it began to speak to Harry in Lestrange's voice. Then all of a sudden the mirror became black.
"You see Harry. That was not your thoughts actually. It was showing the things I did and saw when I tried to intrude on your mind."
"Where did you find this object? I have never seen anything like it before." Asked Remus.
"It's a family heirloom. It is one of its kind. Has many uses actually."
He led Remus and Harry to the fireplace from where they flooed to the Order Headquarters.
"So how did it go?" Came a voice from behind him.
"It went well. How are you doing? So far everything ok?" replied Enemar facing the mirror.
"Yes, I think I will be there tomorrow. Wow! You look exactly like me."
"I am supposed to remember. Now listen brother please be careful. Remember this has never been done before."
"You sound jealous. I know you wanted to come but you must understand you have a bigger role here. Also I need you in case something goes wrong."
"This huge amount of risk that you are taking. Why?"
"It's the right thing to do brother. I know my role. He still does not. But he will learn the hard way."
"This new idea of yours about this years DADA teacher at Hogwarts. Are you serious? Do you think we can convince him to do that? You do realize that we will be confronted by someone as powerful as Dumbledore."
"Whatever I have heard of him, I think he will agree. As for Dumbledore, what he does not know can not hurt us. By the time he realizes he will not be in a position to do anything. But first let me succeed."
"Good Luck brother. You must succeed. Our victory is all we are living for."
"I know. Continue with Harry's lessons as I have told you. He will be ready soon. We must be ready as well."
"Seriously, the Power of the Immortals. Who would have thought?"
"Good bye brother. Good Luck."
"Same to you."
Six days had gone by since Harry's lesson with Enemar. On every night since then, Enemar attacked Harry's dreams. But second night onwards Harry was able to fend him of quite successfully. Knowing it was Enemar, he did not try to attack him, but still he felt confident that no one would be able to pry into his mind now.
Today they were all supposed to go to Diagon Alley to shop for school supplies. Harry was really looking forward to this, as he knew this was a perfect opportunity for him to spend some time with Ginny.
At Noon they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. From there Hermione dragged Ron to Flourish and Botts. Mrs. Weasley engaged herself in a conversation with a witch Harry did not recognize. So Harry asked Ginny to come with her to Gringotts.
Harry noticed that the amount of money in his vault had not changed in spite of his recent inheritance. He really was not bothered about it. He then went to the Weasley family vault as Mrs. Weasley had asked Ginny to pick up some money to buy a new dress robe. He was amazed at the massive increase in gold in their vault. It seems that Ron and Ginny's inheritance was transferred to their account.
"You might be wondering why you have not yet received your inheritance Mr. Potter. Well as per the will of the late Mr. Black you will come in possession of your inheritance only when you become of age. Then you will receive your entire family assets as well as that on the Black family. Till the Mr. Remus Lupin is the caretaker of the your possessions."
Harry was rather relieved to hear this. Money was something he was not very fond of. He did not care to have excess of it. He was glad to let Lupin handle it.
Harry's thoughts though were suddenly interrupted by a large number of screams coming from outside.
He and Ginny stepped outside to notice the screams have stopped. In fact the ever-busy streets of Diagon Alley was cloaked in pin drop silence. And Harry could see the reason why.
Standing in the middle of Diagon Alley accompanied by a horde of Death Eaters was Lord Voldemort.
"Brother, are you there?"
"Yes what happened. I was just taking some rest."
"Tom has been spotted at Diagon Alley. He is going after Harry. He will be with him. What do we do?"
"Come on brother. We don't even know it's him. It's just your prediction. But I am afraid you might be right. If he is there he will definitely alter the balance of the fight."
"What do you want me to do? Do you want me to go there?"
"NO! You must stay here. As soon as the storm is over I will be heading out. I will need your help then. If you enter this war and tire yourself out now, we will both be I trouble. You stay where you are. Remember Dumbledore will be there."
"I know I will not get involved in this but I know you will. I don't need to be a psychic to know that."
"You are a psychic. And you are right. Potter will get help. And Dumbledore will not be the only one to help him. However, I request you to stay at the Shrieking Shack for now. I will let you know if things get bad."
"Very well. Good Luck."
"I will let you know when I start. Good bye."
There was not a single soul on the street other than Voldemort standing there, with a twisted smile on his face.
"Potter." He roared. "We must end this now. I have grown tired of this hide and seek game. Today the world will see me destroy the boy-who-lived."
Suddenly a voice spoke in Harry's head.
"Harry this is Enemar. I know Voldemort is attacking Diagon Alley. Dumbledore and the Aurors are almost there. I however can not come as I am stuck some place else. Be careful Harry. Know your strength, it is within you. Do not be afraid of him. You are more powerful than him. But be careful. There is something there with Voldemort that we do not understand. Watch out for it."
Harry could sense what Enemar was talking about. As immensely powerful as Voldemort was, there was something different about him. Power seemed to flicker around him. Harry wondered how it was possible for him to kill this thing.
"Ah Potter and Weasley. I have heard of you young girl. If it had not been for your stupidity, my memory only would have sufficed in disposing of your 'hero'. Watch Potter as I kill her first."
"I am not afraid to die Tom." The entire Gang of Death Eaters gasped. Most of them knew their Lords real name but barring Dumbledore they had never heard anyone bring it to their lips in their entire life time. To hear it in a fearless tone from the mouth of a fifteen year old girl was the biggest shock of their life.
"I am also not afraid to say your name. You Tom Riddle think yourself to be better tha everyone just because of your power. Let me tell you, you will never match the powers of Harry or Professor Dumbledore. Harry will kill you in the end. You can never win."
"Foolish girl." He hissed. "You will pay for that."
"No. This is between you and me Voldemort. You came here to face me. Leave the innocents out of this. Fight me."
"Fight you." His face broke into a hideous smile. "Boy do you any idea of my powers?"
"I do actually. You may be as powerful as the devil but tell me. How's your back?"
Voldemort snarled and raised his wand.
Just then, the entire order of Phoenix apparated right between him and Harry. Harry could see that the young members were quite shaken up to see Voldemort. But Dumbledore was as calm as ever.
"Leave Tom. Now is not the time. Face him when he is ready. Face him like a man. Leave or suffer the deaths of your minions."
"I knew you would interfere Dumbledore. I have come prepared for you. Prepare to meet your match."
Suddenly the entire Order was engulf in a black smoke. They seemed to be in incredible amount of pain as Voldemort was muttering an incantation in an unknown language.
"Now Harry. Use your powers. Their shield is down. Attack him." Came Enemar's voice in his mind.
"How?"
"Its inside you Harry. Concentrate it like you did when you attacked me. Do it or every member of the Order will die within the next minute."
"Are you watching Potter?" hissed Voldemort. "See your beloved Headmaster die before you. But don't worry. You and your friends are next."
Harry concentrating hard raised his hand at the laughing Dark Lord, half hoping, half praying something to happen.
And it did. The mist that surrounded the Order emanated a loud scream of horrible agony. Then to the shock of the death eaters the next scream of extreme pain came from their leader. He was brought to his knees by the pain, clutching his forehead.
Out of the clear blue sky, came a bolt of lightning which struck down a Death Eater. So much was the power of the lightning that the Death Eater next to him was knocked unconscious.
But to every ones surprise Voldemort all of a sudden shouted out in a voice very different from Dark Lords own.
"It IS YOU. You are the one. So the legend was true. The Green Flame Torch does exist. Very well Potter. I spare your life this time. We will meet when you become of use to me."
Then Voldemort and his minions disappeared.
"Man that was close."
"Are you kidding me? Harry almost toasted Voldemort. Did you see his psychic blow? Riddle was almost in tears."
"It was not Riddle who was in pain. You were right this is trouble. He is here."
"I saw it too remember. And now he knows about Harry as well. But how did he survive us? And how is he able to use Tom?"
"I don't think he survived us and I am certain that he is not using Tom. Tom is using him. But the cowards hunger for power will lead the two of them to do whatever they need to get the Torch."
"Did you see how powerful he has become? I mean that was Dumbledore."
"He does not know. Once he is told he will be ready."
"You really think big of the old man don't you?"
"He is the only person other than you in this planet that I am remotely scared of."
"So you are heading out know?"
"Yes. Got to keep my date with the Professor."
"I will keep a watch. Anyways we meet on September the first."
"Right. But do keep your vigil. Things are about to get very interesting."
"One more thing. Which blockhead died?"
"Macnair."
End Of Chapter Nine.
Authors Note:- Hope you like this Chapter. I know the conversation bit is slightly weird. But trust me, it leads to one of the best parts of the story. Can you guess who these two are and what they are talking about? Keep reading and you will find out.
Coming up next chapter:-
Reactions to the events of Diagon Alley. Enter Draco Malfoy. Dumbledore meets Enemar. Harry has another two lessons and learns to control his powers. New Teachers.
One more thing I started of with about two to three page chapters but have been concentrating on making the chapters bigger. Which format would you prefer? A 40 chapter fic with each chapter about 10 pages or a 65 chapter fic with each chapter about 5-6 pages.