Chapter 7: Angel of Fire
Harry could not believe what he had heard. This young woman could not be the old woman who had babysat him years ago. It could not be her. Harry voiced his thought as soon as he could speak.
"You can't be her! She was at least in her 60's. You look don't look like your over the 25." practically shouted Harry to the woman who had clamed to be Arbellia Figg.
Arbellia and Professor Dumbledore chuckled at this.
"Oh, I am who I say I am and thank you for the compliment. I am really 26. You see, Harry, I used a powerful masking charm to hide my true appearance." replied Mrs. Figg with a smile. Harry could only stare at her. He turned to Dumbledore to confirm what she had said.
"It's true, Harry. Arbellia has been living close to you so that she could protect you. Remember at the end of last year, when I asked Sirius to get the old crowd together. Abrella was one of them," said Albus standing up to go to see what had brought the witch to the hospital ward. Thou, neither noticed Abrelia's eyes went angry for a moment at the mention of Sirius Blacks name.
Harry nodded but a funny look passed over Harry's eyes as had listened to the Headmasters explanation.
"What do you mean by protect?" inquired Harry switching between looking at both of them. Abrella looked at Dumbledore for confirmation before she answered, Dumbledore merely nodded.
"As you know, Harry. You stopped You-Know-Who and that made a lot of his supporters mad. Over the years there have been quiet a few incidents involving Death Eaters trying to get you. I have stopped everyone expect the one that happened last night." said Abrella as she looked at Harry.
Harry nodded. "I should thank her," thought Harry as he looked at the woman who had been guarding for many years. " She's probably giving up a lot for me."
"Mrs. Figg, I just wanted, to well, say thanks for protecting me. It must have been a lot of trouble on your part to protect me." said Harry
Mrs. Figg smiled as she got and gave Harry a hug. Harry jumped at this but expected it none the less.
"It was no trouble at all. No trouble at all. Now, you get some sleep. I have to talk to the headmaster about a little project." replied Abrella as she went to the door where the headmaster was.
"Will have to talk later, okay Harry?" spoke Miss. Figg
"Sure, Mrs. Figg." replied Harry.
Abrelia looked at him funny before giving him a smile.
"Harry, it's either Miss.Figg or Abrelia. I hope you will call me Abrelia." asked Abrelia, " I was never married."
Harry smiled and nodded. Harry suddenly yawned and shook his head from the weariness' that had come over him.
"I'll see you later, Harry. Get some rest." spoke Dumbledore before heading out of the Hospital Wing followed by Mrs. Abrella Figg, who gave Harry a smile and a wave..
Harry sat in his bed for a few minutes pondering over what had happened over the past two days alone.
"First, Voldamort then I find out about Mrs. Figgs. This year keeps getting more interesting." thought Harry as he went over the conversations he had heard. When the one about the mysterious person who Harry had been thinking about came up in his mind. Ginny. Her name struck Harry like a thunderbolt.
"What going on. I can't have a crush on her. She's Ron's little sister. I cannot go out with her and I cannot forget what she did for me either." thought Harry as his mind wondered back to the last few days of term last year.
Flashback.
(Two nights after the third task.)
Harry sighed as he gazed into the common rooms fire. It had been two days since the third task. And the guilt still bothered him but he was learning to bottle in so that no one would notice. Harry did not want pity, but he knew he would get if he talked about what had happened. That thought plunged back into dark memories.
Harry gripped his head and shook it hard.
"I will not think about it!! It was not my fault. Everybody said it was not my fault," thought Harry as tried to hold back the tears. "Then why does it feel as if I should be dead?"
Harry was so plagued with his thoughts that he did not hear the person who had creped up on him. A hand reached out and tapped Harry on the shoulder. Harry gasped, turned quickly to face an appoint only to come to face Ginny Weasley.
"Ginny! Please don't do that." gasped Harry as he sat back down in front of the fire.
Ginny just smiled down at him.
"Mind if I join you?" asked Ginny-watching Harry stare into the fire. Harry looked up at her and shook his head.
"Sure, if you want." said Harry with a shrug of his shoulders. Ginny smiled and sat down across from him starring into the fire just as Harry was doing.
Harry looked at Ginny and noticed something. She had changed at some point. No longer was she a little girl but a young woman. She had grown taller and filled out to be curvy in the right places. But the thing that made Harry really notice her beauty was her hair. The firelight had caught in its gaze making it glow with different colors of gold and red.
"She is pretty with the firelight gleaming off her hair. It makes it look like it's pure fire." thought Harry looking at Ginny with curious eyes. "Why did I think that? She's Ron's little sister! I cannot have a crush on her! Can I?"
When Harry's mind was racing with thoughts of Ginny, Ginny herself had turned to look at the Boy-Who-Lived.
"O, Harry. I wish you could just have a normal school year. You don't deserve this. I wish you let me help you in someway even if it's just talking to me."
"Harry?" asked Ginny looking into Harry's emerald eyes as he raised his head up. Why are you up at this hour?"
"Couldn't sleep. You?" asked Harry.
"The same. The past few days have been rough on everybody especially you." spoke Ginny quietly.
Harry looked at the floor. "I don't want to talk about Ginny. Why don't you go back to bed if that's all you want to know." thought Harry angrily. That anger went away quickly when he felt a warm hand on his shoulders. He looked up into Ginny's dark, phantom less eyes.
"Harry, I see by the look in your eyes that you think the only reason I came to sit down here is so that you could talk about the third task. Well, I don't wont to know. Sure I am curious but if you don't want to tell me fine. I am worried about you, Harry. I am not asking you to talk to me right now but if you ever need someone to talk too, well you know I am just one floor down." finished Ginny in a rush and smile.
Harry just looked at her. "She wants to know but only if I want to tell her." thought Harry feeling ashamed at two things. One at his earlier thoughts and the second that he had never gotten to know Ginny that well. Somehow being with Ginny had made him feel better in a few short minutes then the last two days had with everyone else in the castle.
Harry stood up and pulled Ginny up.
"Thanks, Gin." said Harry turning to go back to bed.
"Harry, where are you going?" asked Ginny looking at Harry. Harry turned around
and smiled at her. It took Ginny's breath away at the difference on his face when he smiled.
"Bed. I suddenly feel very sleepy. It's time for all little boys to be in bed," said Harry.
"I thought it was all good little boys should be in bed." spoke Ginny preparing to go back to bed.
"Who said I was good?" said Harry with a smirk climbing back to his dormitory.
"I can't believe that he said!" thought Ginny completely surprised by what Harry had said. " It was almost if he was flirting?"
Ginny sighed and went to her own dormitory.
Harry was in his bed blushing at what he had said earlier to Ginny.
"I can't believe I said that! Was I flirting with her?" thought Harry as he drifted off to sleep his dreams not filed with the third task but of a certain red head.
End of Flashback
"That was one of the last few night I slept the whole night through," thought Harry as he tried to get comfortable on the hospital bed. "I will be glad when Sirius arrives. I need someone to talk to about this." Harry's eyes slowly closed as his mind left from the pleasant thoughts to his nightmares. Nightmares of Voldamorts return and the death of Cedric Diggory.
AN:
It been two years since I last updated but I just lost interest in writing but I do plan on finishing my stories, maybe start a few new ones. I am out of high school and in college so I should be able to write more. I also plan to write some fan fiction that will not be completely Harry Potter so please read it. Thanks for the reviews from everyone.
Fire Knight
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Harry could not believe what he had heard. This young woman could not be the old woman who had babysat him years ago. It could not be her. Harry voiced his thought as soon as he could speak.
"You can't be her! She was at least in her 60's. You look don't look like your over the 25." practically shouted Harry to the woman who had clamed to be Arbellia Figg.
Arbellia and Professor Dumbledore chuckled at this.
"Oh, I am who I say I am and thank you for the compliment. I am really 26. You see, Harry, I used a powerful masking charm to hide my true appearance." replied Mrs. Figg with a smile. Harry could only stare at her. He turned to Dumbledore to confirm what she had said.
"It's true, Harry. Arbellia has been living close to you so that she could protect you. Remember at the end of last year, when I asked Sirius to get the old crowd together. Abrella was one of them," said Albus standing up to go to see what had brought the witch to the hospital ward. Thou, neither noticed Abrelia's eyes went angry for a moment at the mention of Sirius Blacks name.
Harry nodded but a funny look passed over Harry's eyes as had listened to the Headmasters explanation.
"What do you mean by protect?" inquired Harry switching between looking at both of them. Abrella looked at Dumbledore for confirmation before she answered, Dumbledore merely nodded.
"As you know, Harry. You stopped You-Know-Who and that made a lot of his supporters mad. Over the years there have been quiet a few incidents involving Death Eaters trying to get you. I have stopped everyone expect the one that happened last night." said Abrella as she looked at Harry.
Harry nodded. "I should thank her," thought Harry as he looked at the woman who had been guarding for many years. " She's probably giving up a lot for me."
"Mrs. Figg, I just wanted, to well, say thanks for protecting me. It must have been a lot of trouble on your part to protect me." said Harry
Mrs. Figg smiled as she got and gave Harry a hug. Harry jumped at this but expected it none the less.
"It was no trouble at all. No trouble at all. Now, you get some sleep. I have to talk to the headmaster about a little project." replied Abrella as she went to the door where the headmaster was.
"Will have to talk later, okay Harry?" spoke Miss. Figg
"Sure, Mrs. Figg." replied Harry.
Abrelia looked at him funny before giving him a smile.
"Harry, it's either Miss.Figg or Abrelia. I hope you will call me Abrelia." asked Abrelia, " I was never married."
Harry smiled and nodded. Harry suddenly yawned and shook his head from the weariness' that had come over him.
"I'll see you later, Harry. Get some rest." spoke Dumbledore before heading out of the Hospital Wing followed by Mrs. Abrella Figg, who gave Harry a smile and a wave..
Harry sat in his bed for a few minutes pondering over what had happened over the past two days alone.
"First, Voldamort then I find out about Mrs. Figgs. This year keeps getting more interesting." thought Harry as he went over the conversations he had heard. When the one about the mysterious person who Harry had been thinking about came up in his mind. Ginny. Her name struck Harry like a thunderbolt.
"What going on. I can't have a crush on her. She's Ron's little sister. I cannot go out with her and I cannot forget what she did for me either." thought Harry as his mind wondered back to the last few days of term last year.
Flashback.
(Two nights after the third task.)
Harry sighed as he gazed into the common rooms fire. It had been two days since the third task. And the guilt still bothered him but he was learning to bottle in so that no one would notice. Harry did not want pity, but he knew he would get if he talked about what had happened. That thought plunged back into dark memories.
Harry gripped his head and shook it hard.
"I will not think about it!! It was not my fault. Everybody said it was not my fault," thought Harry as tried to hold back the tears. "Then why does it feel as if I should be dead?"
Harry was so plagued with his thoughts that he did not hear the person who had creped up on him. A hand reached out and tapped Harry on the shoulder. Harry gasped, turned quickly to face an appoint only to come to face Ginny Weasley.
"Ginny! Please don't do that." gasped Harry as he sat back down in front of the fire.
Ginny just smiled down at him.
"Mind if I join you?" asked Ginny-watching Harry stare into the fire. Harry looked up at her and shook his head.
"Sure, if you want." said Harry with a shrug of his shoulders. Ginny smiled and sat down across from him starring into the fire just as Harry was doing.
Harry looked at Ginny and noticed something. She had changed at some point. No longer was she a little girl but a young woman. She had grown taller and filled out to be curvy in the right places. But the thing that made Harry really notice her beauty was her hair. The firelight had caught in its gaze making it glow with different colors of gold and red.
"She is pretty with the firelight gleaming off her hair. It makes it look like it's pure fire." thought Harry looking at Ginny with curious eyes. "Why did I think that? She's Ron's little sister! I cannot have a crush on her! Can I?"
When Harry's mind was racing with thoughts of Ginny, Ginny herself had turned to look at the Boy-Who-Lived.
"O, Harry. I wish you could just have a normal school year. You don't deserve this. I wish you let me help you in someway even if it's just talking to me."
"Harry?" asked Ginny looking into Harry's emerald eyes as he raised his head up. Why are you up at this hour?"
"Couldn't sleep. You?" asked Harry.
"The same. The past few days have been rough on everybody especially you." spoke Ginny quietly.
Harry looked at the floor. "I don't want to talk about Ginny. Why don't you go back to bed if that's all you want to know." thought Harry angrily. That anger went away quickly when he felt a warm hand on his shoulders. He looked up into Ginny's dark, phantom less eyes.
"Harry, I see by the look in your eyes that you think the only reason I came to sit down here is so that you could talk about the third task. Well, I don't wont to know. Sure I am curious but if you don't want to tell me fine. I am worried about you, Harry. I am not asking you to talk to me right now but if you ever need someone to talk too, well you know I am just one floor down." finished Ginny in a rush and smile.
Harry just looked at her. "She wants to know but only if I want to tell her." thought Harry feeling ashamed at two things. One at his earlier thoughts and the second that he had never gotten to know Ginny that well. Somehow being with Ginny had made him feel better in a few short minutes then the last two days had with everyone else in the castle.
Harry stood up and pulled Ginny up.
"Thanks, Gin." said Harry turning to go back to bed.
"Harry, where are you going?" asked Ginny looking at Harry. Harry turned around
and smiled at her. It took Ginny's breath away at the difference on his face when he smiled.
"Bed. I suddenly feel very sleepy. It's time for all little boys to be in bed," said Harry.
"I thought it was all good little boys should be in bed." spoke Ginny preparing to go back to bed.
"Who said I was good?" said Harry with a smirk climbing back to his dormitory.
"I can't believe that he said!" thought Ginny completely surprised by what Harry had said. " It was almost if he was flirting?"
Ginny sighed and went to her own dormitory.
Harry was in his bed blushing at what he had said earlier to Ginny.
"I can't believe I said that! Was I flirting with her?" thought Harry as he drifted off to sleep his dreams not filed with the third task but of a certain red head.
End of Flashback
"That was one of the last few night I slept the whole night through," thought Harry as he tried to get comfortable on the hospital bed. "I will be glad when Sirius arrives. I need someone to talk to about this." Harry's eyes slowly closed as his mind left from the pleasant thoughts to his nightmares. Nightmares of Voldamorts return and the death of Cedric Diggory.
AN:
It been two years since I last updated but I just lost interest in writing but I do plan on finishing my stories, maybe start a few new ones. I am out of high school and in college so I should be able to write more. I also plan to write some fan fiction that will not be completely Harry Potter so please read it. Thanks for the reviews from everyone.
Fire Knight
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