Disclaimer: Cara's mine but not JK's characters.
Thanks too:
Arigazi: Dun dun dun! Suspense, you gotta love it! As for the burning bit, I don't know really lol. I was trying to think of something destructive to associate to the bird but in a way 'Burning' can be considered as the bird's rebirth.
Cardinal: Lol well he is a werewolf.
Angel174: Nope Harry's reaction was purely due to what happened to Sirius. Remember though this is also the first person he's every performed an illegal curse on. I think for someone who has morals like his that he would be slightly effected by that.
RilieDeAnnPotter5569: Lol glad you like it.
Sykostalker27: AH you've cottoned on already. Aye, Cara's interference may be a little more then he had hoped it would be. And those DE dolls deserve all that you give them lol.
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Chapter 10 – Green Flame Messenger
"Hestia are you sure this is their cause of reformation?" Dumbledore asked as he stood in the living room of Harry and Cara's flat. The woman being questioned nodded her head solemnly.
"They were talking about teaching the 'Phoenix's' a lesson, that the Dark Lord may be dead but not his cause. I don't think they expected me to live to tell on them." She smiled gratefully up at Cara who smiled back.
"Then it's settled, Harry," The aged man turned to face the dark animagi who nodded, "You're the fastest here, I need you to gather the Order...best do it in flame."
The werewolf looked confused at the flame comment but Harry seemed to understand. Walking to the porch windows he opened them, turning back briefly to kiss his lover.
"I'll be back soon." He promised. Stepping back as Dumbledore moved an arm in front of the other two to keep them back he closed his eyes.
When he opened them a loud cry like that of a bird filled the air and his body burst into green flames. The flames twisted until the resembled a large phoenix, the warmth of the peridot fire filling the room.
Cara's jaw dropped slightly in awe as the bird watched him for a moment before it flew out the window at such a speed a loud bang sounded in the sky outside.
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Mr Weasley looked out the window as the sky gave a rumble.
"Sounds like a storm's coming." He called to Mrs Weasley as she washed the dishes. Frowning she looked out the window.
"But the sky's clear as blue." She said when suddenly something outside shook the trees.
Before she could react a great force blew open the kitchen door then flew straight out the front one causing various things to fall off shelves.
"ARTHUR!" She cried surprised as she picked herself off of the ground where she had thrown herself, "What was that?" She asked shakily.
Arthur went to the table where his gaze was locked on a single object.
He picked up the Phoenix feather and twirled it slightly before looking over seriously at his wife.
"Looks like the Order is needed."
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"Why can't you eat the weeds, I don't need them?" Remus sighed as the rabbit in his garden looked up at him curiously.
He smiled down at it until a shudder from the blue sky caused him to look up from his gardening. Bushes shivered as though in a small breeze and the trees began to sway slightly.
He suddenly caught a glimpse of electric green pass straight past him causing his robes to flutter fiercely as another loud bang sounded.
"What the...?" He said until he watched as something fluttered down onto his path.
Walking over he bent down and picked up the feather. Standing straight again he looked over at the path the force had left behind.
"On my way." He said quietly.
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Tonk's blew on her tea as she waited for Kingsley to purchase his own from the Ministry cafeteria.
"You're so bloody picky Kingsley." She teased as the man turned around with his tall Decafe Cappuccino. Grinning he chuckled deeply.
They were just making their way back to the Auror Headquarters when they heard a scream behind them.
Turning the saw the doors burst open as a large fast moving green flame circled the room, zipping past them twice before leaving back the way it came. People rose from their chair as they craned their necks to look out the door, muttering amongst themselves.
"What was that do you reckon?" Kingsley said as he turned to look at the woman in his company but her attention was on the floor. Following her line of sight he too looked at the floor where two feathers lay on top of one another.
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"No seriously man, this chick was all OVER me." Fred Weasley said as his brother's laughed.
"Fred, I think you're exaggerating a tad bit there." Bill said laughing as Ron wiped his eye's of the laughter tears that had formed.
"Think what you like, George believes me." The disgruntled male looked over at his twin who winked.
"Yeah well George is as think as you are," Charlie said as he stood to go retrieve a bottle of Butterbeer from Ron's fridge, "Now deal the cards already."
Bill opened the pack of cards ready for their Poker game when the table began to shake lightly. Ron, accustomed to Harry's powers, moved anything breakable off the table.
"What are you doing?" George asked as Ron moved to crouch behind the Kitchen counter.
"You'll see." He said vaguely when loudly the window burst open and a small hurricane came screeching in, the bird's cry filling the small room as all the Weasley brother's gave a yell and ducked under the table.
When whatever it was left out the window they looked over at Ron, their hair all blown to one side.
"What the fuck was that!" Bill said before frowning as Ron pointed to the table.
Five feathers lay on the table and looking back up at their youngest brother the Weasley clan shrugged at him in question.
"Order's being reformed." He said as he placed a chip in his mouth.
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"Dung, I will beat you with this." Arabella Figg said as she raised her bag of cat food in warning.
"'Ere come on Figgy, I did'n mean no 'arm." Mundungus said as he cowered slightly from the woman.
"Well then don't come down here requesting to hide stolen goods in my house you silly litt..." Stopping she looked up as she heard a resounding cry of a bird fill the streets of Privet Drive.
"Wha's that?" Dung said as he looked down the street behind Arabella before his eyes widened and he threw himself on the floor, bringing the old lady protesting with him.
A large green flame flew straight over them in a blur and it left again in a loud bang. Looking at one another they rolled their eyes.
"Harry." They both said simply.
~*~
Hermione scanned the papers again before frowning in disgust at them.
"That was the most stupidest thing I've read in my entire life." She said aloud as she threw it into her 'Out' file pile.
She raised her quill ready to mark the next file when her office windows began to rattle. Looking up she cast out her Witch senses and picked up on a fast moving form of ancient magick...Harry.
Walking over to her window she opened them then went back to her desk where she hid under it. Patiently she sat there as she heard a loud commotion in her office, some papers fluttering past her until everything was still again.
Climbing back out she surveyed her room and sighed. It looked like a small tornado had hit it which, in a sense, it had.
She gazed down at her table where a small feather rocked a little on its spine and she picked it up.
"I'm going to kick your arse when I next see you though." She said as she looked out the window.
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"Welcome to Grimmauld Place Cara." Dumbledore said as he opened the door to the Order's headquarters and stepped aside. Gingerly the blonde stepped through the threshold, still helping Hestia to walk on her injured leg, and gazed around the hallway.
This was the place that still occasionally haunted his mate's nightmares and he frowned a little. Walking through further he heard Dumbledore close the door behind him then stepping around the pair, led the way to the kitchen.
"Sir...what was..." Cara faltered as he helped the woman sit before looking back up at the man who was watching him thoughtfully.
"Harry's never done that before." He finished quietly. With a twinkle in his eye Dumbledore clapped the young man on the shoulder.
"That, Cara, was Harry's magick form. You have heard and seen his magick but that is not the full extent."
Clasping his cloak to one side as he seated himself Dumbledore smiled up at him. "Have you ever heard of something called the Green Flame Torch Cara?" He asked as Hestia grinned a little amused at the confused werewolf who shook his head.
"A legend here and there, but not really."
"Well the green flame torch is an ancient power driven by love. It is said the flame passes to a different soul every lifetime but the heart behind the wielder of the flame determines its power.
Sometimes a hateful heart controls it, sometimes a kind one. It's believed Joan of Arc herself was a wielder before she was burnt."
Feeling his knees going a little wonky Cara seated himself as the man continued.
"Harry became very ill when he turned 17. None of us knew what was wrong but one day I looked into his eyes as he looked up at me, too weak to speak and saw this burning light in them. I knew then what was wrong...his body was adjusting to this gift he had been given when he was born.
Aiding him in any way I could he became stronger until finally he was ready to learn how to control the wild magick coursing through his body. THAT is why he was able to beat Voldermort sweet Cara, he had this powerful loving power that Riddle never knew about. That's what you saw earlier. It is simply the Green Flame in it's purest from."
Stunned into silence Cara stared at the two smiling elders until he heard a low rumble.
"Ah, he's back." Dumbledore said as he stood.
Before he could ask Cara watched as the kitchen door burst open. The Green bird from earlier circled the room where it twisted, the flames shrinking until finally a very tired looking Harry stood panting.
He looked over at his mate before suddenly his knees started to give way, but Cara caught him, holding him to his chest.
"They're on their way." The animagi said shakily as the werewolf lowered them to sit on the floor, cradling the exhausted man to him.
"Good thank you Harry. I'm just going to show Hestia to a bedroom whilst you too talk."
Helping the giggling woman the two elders left the room, leaving the two lovers sat on the floor.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Cara asked quietly after a while. Harry closed his eyes as he snuggled closer.
"I wanted to be normal for a while." He said simply and that was all the blonde needed to hear...he knew that feeling.
Cradling the panting man's chin in his fingers, Cara lifted Harry's face to his where he then kissed him deeply, a shock of the electricity like power sending shivers down his spine as the animagi cupped the back of the blonde's neck, deepening the kiss further.
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Thanks too:
Arigazi: Dun dun dun! Suspense, you gotta love it! As for the burning bit, I don't know really lol. I was trying to think of something destructive to associate to the bird but in a way 'Burning' can be considered as the bird's rebirth.
Cardinal: Lol well he is a werewolf.
Angel174: Nope Harry's reaction was purely due to what happened to Sirius. Remember though this is also the first person he's every performed an illegal curse on. I think for someone who has morals like his that he would be slightly effected by that.
RilieDeAnnPotter5569: Lol glad you like it.
Sykostalker27: AH you've cottoned on already. Aye, Cara's interference may be a little more then he had hoped it would be. And those DE dolls deserve all that you give them lol.
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Chapter 10 – Green Flame Messenger
"Hestia are you sure this is their cause of reformation?" Dumbledore asked as he stood in the living room of Harry and Cara's flat. The woman being questioned nodded her head solemnly.
"They were talking about teaching the 'Phoenix's' a lesson, that the Dark Lord may be dead but not his cause. I don't think they expected me to live to tell on them." She smiled gratefully up at Cara who smiled back.
"Then it's settled, Harry," The aged man turned to face the dark animagi who nodded, "You're the fastest here, I need you to gather the Order...best do it in flame."
The werewolf looked confused at the flame comment but Harry seemed to understand. Walking to the porch windows he opened them, turning back briefly to kiss his lover.
"I'll be back soon." He promised. Stepping back as Dumbledore moved an arm in front of the other two to keep them back he closed his eyes.
When he opened them a loud cry like that of a bird filled the air and his body burst into green flames. The flames twisted until the resembled a large phoenix, the warmth of the peridot fire filling the room.
Cara's jaw dropped slightly in awe as the bird watched him for a moment before it flew out the window at such a speed a loud bang sounded in the sky outside.
~*~
Mr Weasley looked out the window as the sky gave a rumble.
"Sounds like a storm's coming." He called to Mrs Weasley as she washed the dishes. Frowning she looked out the window.
"But the sky's clear as blue." She said when suddenly something outside shook the trees.
Before she could react a great force blew open the kitchen door then flew straight out the front one causing various things to fall off shelves.
"ARTHUR!" She cried surprised as she picked herself off of the ground where she had thrown herself, "What was that?" She asked shakily.
Arthur went to the table where his gaze was locked on a single object.
He picked up the Phoenix feather and twirled it slightly before looking over seriously at his wife.
"Looks like the Order is needed."
~*~
"Why can't you eat the weeds, I don't need them?" Remus sighed as the rabbit in his garden looked up at him curiously.
He smiled down at it until a shudder from the blue sky caused him to look up from his gardening. Bushes shivered as though in a small breeze and the trees began to sway slightly.
He suddenly caught a glimpse of electric green pass straight past him causing his robes to flutter fiercely as another loud bang sounded.
"What the...?" He said until he watched as something fluttered down onto his path.
Walking over he bent down and picked up the feather. Standing straight again he looked over at the path the force had left behind.
"On my way." He said quietly.
~*~
Tonk's blew on her tea as she waited for Kingsley to purchase his own from the Ministry cafeteria.
"You're so bloody picky Kingsley." She teased as the man turned around with his tall Decafe Cappuccino. Grinning he chuckled deeply.
They were just making their way back to the Auror Headquarters when they heard a scream behind them.
Turning the saw the doors burst open as a large fast moving green flame circled the room, zipping past them twice before leaving back the way it came. People rose from their chair as they craned their necks to look out the door, muttering amongst themselves.
"What was that do you reckon?" Kingsley said as he turned to look at the woman in his company but her attention was on the floor. Following her line of sight he too looked at the floor where two feathers lay on top of one another.
~*~
"No seriously man, this chick was all OVER me." Fred Weasley said as his brother's laughed.
"Fred, I think you're exaggerating a tad bit there." Bill said laughing as Ron wiped his eye's of the laughter tears that had formed.
"Think what you like, George believes me." The disgruntled male looked over at his twin who winked.
"Yeah well George is as think as you are," Charlie said as he stood to go retrieve a bottle of Butterbeer from Ron's fridge, "Now deal the cards already."
Bill opened the pack of cards ready for their Poker game when the table began to shake lightly. Ron, accustomed to Harry's powers, moved anything breakable off the table.
"What are you doing?" George asked as Ron moved to crouch behind the Kitchen counter.
"You'll see." He said vaguely when loudly the window burst open and a small hurricane came screeching in, the bird's cry filling the small room as all the Weasley brother's gave a yell and ducked under the table.
When whatever it was left out the window they looked over at Ron, their hair all blown to one side.
"What the fuck was that!" Bill said before frowning as Ron pointed to the table.
Five feathers lay on the table and looking back up at their youngest brother the Weasley clan shrugged at him in question.
"Order's being reformed." He said as he placed a chip in his mouth.
~*~
"Dung, I will beat you with this." Arabella Figg said as she raised her bag of cat food in warning.
"'Ere come on Figgy, I did'n mean no 'arm." Mundungus said as he cowered slightly from the woman.
"Well then don't come down here requesting to hide stolen goods in my house you silly litt..." Stopping she looked up as she heard a resounding cry of a bird fill the streets of Privet Drive.
"Wha's that?" Dung said as he looked down the street behind Arabella before his eyes widened and he threw himself on the floor, bringing the old lady protesting with him.
A large green flame flew straight over them in a blur and it left again in a loud bang. Looking at one another they rolled their eyes.
"Harry." They both said simply.
~*~
Hermione scanned the papers again before frowning in disgust at them.
"That was the most stupidest thing I've read in my entire life." She said aloud as she threw it into her 'Out' file pile.
She raised her quill ready to mark the next file when her office windows began to rattle. Looking up she cast out her Witch senses and picked up on a fast moving form of ancient magick...Harry.
Walking over to her window she opened them then went back to her desk where she hid under it. Patiently she sat there as she heard a loud commotion in her office, some papers fluttering past her until everything was still again.
Climbing back out she surveyed her room and sighed. It looked like a small tornado had hit it which, in a sense, it had.
She gazed down at her table where a small feather rocked a little on its spine and she picked it up.
"I'm going to kick your arse when I next see you though." She said as she looked out the window.
~*~
"Welcome to Grimmauld Place Cara." Dumbledore said as he opened the door to the Order's headquarters and stepped aside. Gingerly the blonde stepped through the threshold, still helping Hestia to walk on her injured leg, and gazed around the hallway.
This was the place that still occasionally haunted his mate's nightmares and he frowned a little. Walking through further he heard Dumbledore close the door behind him then stepping around the pair, led the way to the kitchen.
"Sir...what was..." Cara faltered as he helped the woman sit before looking back up at the man who was watching him thoughtfully.
"Harry's never done that before." He finished quietly. With a twinkle in his eye Dumbledore clapped the young man on the shoulder.
"That, Cara, was Harry's magick form. You have heard and seen his magick but that is not the full extent."
Clasping his cloak to one side as he seated himself Dumbledore smiled up at him. "Have you ever heard of something called the Green Flame Torch Cara?" He asked as Hestia grinned a little amused at the confused werewolf who shook his head.
"A legend here and there, but not really."
"Well the green flame torch is an ancient power driven by love. It is said the flame passes to a different soul every lifetime but the heart behind the wielder of the flame determines its power.
Sometimes a hateful heart controls it, sometimes a kind one. It's believed Joan of Arc herself was a wielder before she was burnt."
Feeling his knees going a little wonky Cara seated himself as the man continued.
"Harry became very ill when he turned 17. None of us knew what was wrong but one day I looked into his eyes as he looked up at me, too weak to speak and saw this burning light in them. I knew then what was wrong...his body was adjusting to this gift he had been given when he was born.
Aiding him in any way I could he became stronger until finally he was ready to learn how to control the wild magick coursing through his body. THAT is why he was able to beat Voldermort sweet Cara, he had this powerful loving power that Riddle never knew about. That's what you saw earlier. It is simply the Green Flame in it's purest from."
Stunned into silence Cara stared at the two smiling elders until he heard a low rumble.
"Ah, he's back." Dumbledore said as he stood.
Before he could ask Cara watched as the kitchen door burst open. The Green bird from earlier circled the room where it twisted, the flames shrinking until finally a very tired looking Harry stood panting.
He looked over at his mate before suddenly his knees started to give way, but Cara caught him, holding him to his chest.
"They're on their way." The animagi said shakily as the werewolf lowered them to sit on the floor, cradling the exhausted man to him.
"Good thank you Harry. I'm just going to show Hestia to a bedroom whilst you too talk."
Helping the giggling woman the two elders left the room, leaving the two lovers sat on the floor.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Cara asked quietly after a while. Harry closed his eyes as he snuggled closer.
"I wanted to be normal for a while." He said simply and that was all the blonde needed to hear...he knew that feeling.
Cradling the panting man's chin in his fingers, Cara lifted Harry's face to his where he then kissed him deeply, a shock of the electricity like power sending shivers down his spine as the animagi cupped the back of the blonde's neck, deepening the kiss further.
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