Rebirth of the Phoenix
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own don't sue
A/N sorry for the lack of updates, but I forgot I would have to house a friend for a week 'cause her parents were away on vacation. Then I got sick and I still am. But no complaints here.
SiriusWolf- *puts on earmuffs* hah no worries now! Lol I'm glad you love this story but I can't always update fast I know I hate it when authors do that but I enjoy torturing you guys! Oh yeah I typed a thing with a cross over with pirates it takes place when Jack is first stranded on the island.
PhoenixPadfoot89- oh you have yet to see cliffies! Ack you are so lucky we got a week off with the weekend! But we had snowdays to make up. I sent you an email for the latin thing but me email is acting weird so I'll type it here too. Ereptor (thief) specialis (secret) I dunno who to say of sorry it won't come up in the online dictionary
Usakoesm- I know there's just something about Ashon. Lol I liked that too.
HermioneGreen- I have no idea where my ideas come from
Thanks to everyone who reviewed I'd like to list you all but it'd be longer than the chapter itself!
Hehehehehehe if you guys thought that cliffy was bad you ain't seen nothing yet.
Warnings: This is a blood ritual. It's not that bad but there is bleeding obviously. No gore or anything I don't really think it's that bad. Also badly translated Latin. I take Spanish in school so if anyone does know the language I would welcome any corrections.
Ritual of Power
Harry turned to see the face and wand of Bellatrix.
"Expelliarmis!" She cried suddenly as Harry just stared dumbstruck.
Memories flashed in Harry's mind. Sirius falling. 'Awwwww did you 'love' him?' 'Here to avenge my dead cousin are you?' Anger coursed through Harry's body like fire.
He immediately transformed into his wolf form, snarling at Bellatrix.
"Now!"
Several deatheaters appeared out of nowhere and threw a black collar around Harry's neck. The wolf gave a howl before its claws and fur retracted leaving Harry in his human form, the black collar glowing as he stumbled to his feet.
Automatically reaching for his wandless magic, he gasped and swayed, as he seemed to be grabbing thin air.
Bellatrix was laughing, "Never been under a magic-blocking collar have you ickle baby Potter? Try all the tricks you've got, that collar cuts off all your magic, with or without wands."
Harry seized the collar and tried to rip it off, but a sharp pain cut at his hands. The collar was glowing again.
"Stupefy!"
Harry only dimly heard the voice before he was enveloped in blackness.
~Who knows how long later~
Harry's green eyes blinked dazedly as the room came into focus. He was in a temple of some kind. He shifted slightly; wincing as his head pounded and his muscles ached. Harry's arms were tied back with a thick rope, connected to a metal ring attached to a stone pillar in the middle of the room.
By instinct Harry reached again for his magic, but still grasped nothing. The black collar glowed on his neck.
Deciding to save his strength Harry looked around the room. In front of him was a dark hallway that was probably the way the deatheaters brought him. Torches flickered as a soft breeze came from the darkness. The room was square, from what Harry could see, and huge stone pillars were in each corner.
To Harry's right was a series of small rectangular blocks of jade and dark lines, which Harry guessed was some kind of family tree. He could just make out writing on each block of jade.
To Harry's left was a smooth wall with hieroglyphics drawn telling a story. The hieroglyphics seemed vaguely familiar to Harry. As he looked at the drawings of a crystal orb dropping and a city in flames. Further down and much more recent, were drawings of a lion with a ruby sword fighting a serpent with emerald daggers and a new golden shard being formed.
Harry turned back to the corridor where he suddenly saw a light and heard footsteps. Lord Voldemort's red eyes glowed in the darkness. Harry could tell from a distance that he was smiling.
Harry pulled uselessly as the ropes binding him to the pillar but it was in vain, as the ropes cut into his skin but didn't break.
The spirit was floating not far behind Voldemort. It leered at Harry before glaring at the hieroglyphics on the wall; particularly at the snake and lion fighting.
Voldemort drew something out of his robes and Harry turned his attention back to him. It was a long silver dagger, elegantly curved to a deadly point. Symbols were engraved from the handle to the tip, forming a wavy shape.
Harry's heart raced as Voldemort started toward him, dagger in hand. Over his shoulder, Harry could make out Bellatrix's face lit up with anticipation and excitement.
Voldemort stopped about half a foot away from Harry and began to mutter under his breath. Harry bit back a gasp as symbols and glyphs appeared on the floor, walls, and pillar where Harry was tied. They seemed to be made of a bright white light.
Voldemort took the dagger and made long shallow cuts on Harry's arms. Harry bit his tongue refusing to show any sign of pain as he watched his blood trickle onto the floor. It took him a minute to realize that Voldemort was speaking again,
"Ego Minuo oriundus primo magi prognatus, laxo potestas dues vereor. Annuo mihi suss potestas.
(I Draw blood from first magic-born, release power gods fear. Grant me their power.)
The white light darkened and turned blood red, then slowly rose from the walls and floor and began wrapping around Voldemort.
"Now Bella," Voldemort called from inside the cocoon of red light, "take the collar off the boy."
Bellatrix immediately crossed the room to Harry. She pulled out a small white stone and held it against the collar. The black light was sucked into the stone turning its white color to onyx black. Then she cut the collar off with a small pocketknife.
"See how much more useful you are to the Dark Lord then to Dumbledore, Potter?" She crooned into his ear.
"Cut the ropes as well Bella. He won't be running off."
With two quick swipes from Bellatrix's knife, the ropes broke and Harry slumped to the floor.
Slowly Harry looked up at Voldemort. The red cocoon wrapped itself tighter around Voldemort then disappeared.
"Accedo crystalus orbis tibi mei."
(Come crystal orb you're mine)
A bright golden light flashed above Harry. As he looked up he could see a golden crystal shard atop the pillar.
Lord Voldemort frowned in concentration as slowly the shard left the top of the pillar and floated down to hover before Voldemort.
The spirit came out of the corner and waited expectantly. Lord Voldemort smiled with his thin lips, "Ah yes, spirit."
He put his hands, palms facing each other, on either side of the shard careful not to touch it,
"Phasma reverto umbra oriundus alibi tibi emanio. Ego adsumo vester potestas."
(Spirit go back shadow from where you originate. I claim your powers)
The spirit screamed and Harry looked away as the shard sent beams of green light toward it, tearing at the spirits body at each hit. Voldemort turned to watch the spirit's destruction and while his back was turned Harry moved away and leaned against one wall.
He looked down at his arm and fought back a gasp. The wounds were getting deeper and blood was trickling down his arms in a steady stream.
"Did you really think you'd get away with those scrapes? No, I need all your blood for the power orb to be it's fullest." Voldemort said with his back still turned to Harry, as the spirit screamed again, "I'm almost ashamed to say I'm related to a person who screams so much. You on the other hand prefer to suffer in silence, don't you?"
Harry laid his head back against the wall as the room began to spin and Voldemort laughed softly, "It will be over soon enough."
Voldemort strode away toward what remained of the spirit apparently wanting to see it destroyed and he failed to see the dark shadow move past him beside Harry.
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Ashon's POV
Ashon knelt down by Remus' pup. The kid was in pretty bad shape with deep cuts in both arms and large amount of blood loss. He also seemed to be losing consciousness.
Carefully, Ashon picked Harry up and slipped out into the long corridor.
(A/N wow that was short but more Ashon coming) *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Remus' POV
Remus was absolutely frantic, though keeping his usual calm demeanor as he explained to the order members what was going on, but he could picture the wolf inside him pacing up and down howling.
"Melantha, do you know anything about the orb of Heka and where the shard might be?"
The vampire nodded, keeping back in the shadows, "You said the boy had a necklace with him?"
Remus nodded, "His mother's, she was given it after she was accepted at Hogwarts. It's a tradition to pass the necklace down through the magic side of her family. Harry only recently received it and, as far as I am aware, doesn't know anything about it."
The vampire nodded, "The reason the necklace was passed down through her family is the Gyfindor family are the guardians of the shard. I've heard of an object showing the way to the temple. As the boy had nothing else with him, we can assume that was it."
She turned to Remus, "Go back to the place where you met the werewolf Ashon. The temple must be near by somewhere."
Remus nodded and took out the scurry glass again, "Tonks, tell Dumbledore what's happening when he gets here."
He waited until he saw her nod before apperateing away.
~Back at the coast~
"Ashon!" Remus yelled again over the crashing of the waves.
Dark gray clouds covered the sky hiding the stars, as the sun disappeared below the horizon. The waves were getting larger as the impending storm drew closer.
Remus couldn't find Ashon anywhere. He searched around lucklessly before coming upon a set of tracks heading toward a forest of some kind.
Lightning crashed overhead illuminating his figure as he tore off toward the forest.
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~Hogwarts~
Ron paced restlessly in from of the Gyffindor fireplace. Hermione sat in a chair in front of him strumming her finger against her cheek staring into the empty fireplace.
Ron sighed loudly and turned to her, "I can't stand this anymore! Can we at least get out of the common and walk around a bit? This is driving me insane!"
Hermione nodded and followed him out of the portrait.
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A/N see that one can't count as a cliffy! Anyway I'll try to update faster 'cause I'm not very happy with this one. There is a new term on ff.net if I'm violating it would someone tell me I don't understand it really.
Thanks for reviewing!
Child of the new Dawn
Disclaimer: don't own don't sue
A/N sorry for the lack of updates, but I forgot I would have to house a friend for a week 'cause her parents were away on vacation. Then I got sick and I still am. But no complaints here.
SiriusWolf- *puts on earmuffs* hah no worries now! Lol I'm glad you love this story but I can't always update fast I know I hate it when authors do that but I enjoy torturing you guys! Oh yeah I typed a thing with a cross over with pirates it takes place when Jack is first stranded on the island.
PhoenixPadfoot89- oh you have yet to see cliffies! Ack you are so lucky we got a week off with the weekend! But we had snowdays to make up. I sent you an email for the latin thing but me email is acting weird so I'll type it here too. Ereptor (thief) specialis (secret) I dunno who to say of sorry it won't come up in the online dictionary
Usakoesm- I know there's just something about Ashon. Lol I liked that too.
HermioneGreen- I have no idea where my ideas come from
Thanks to everyone who reviewed I'd like to list you all but it'd be longer than the chapter itself!
Hehehehehehe if you guys thought that cliffy was bad you ain't seen nothing yet.
Warnings: This is a blood ritual. It's not that bad but there is bleeding obviously. No gore or anything I don't really think it's that bad. Also badly translated Latin. I take Spanish in school so if anyone does know the language I would welcome any corrections.
Ritual of Power
Harry turned to see the face and wand of Bellatrix.
"Expelliarmis!" She cried suddenly as Harry just stared dumbstruck.
Memories flashed in Harry's mind. Sirius falling. 'Awwwww did you 'love' him?' 'Here to avenge my dead cousin are you?' Anger coursed through Harry's body like fire.
He immediately transformed into his wolf form, snarling at Bellatrix.
"Now!"
Several deatheaters appeared out of nowhere and threw a black collar around Harry's neck. The wolf gave a howl before its claws and fur retracted leaving Harry in his human form, the black collar glowing as he stumbled to his feet.
Automatically reaching for his wandless magic, he gasped and swayed, as he seemed to be grabbing thin air.
Bellatrix was laughing, "Never been under a magic-blocking collar have you ickle baby Potter? Try all the tricks you've got, that collar cuts off all your magic, with or without wands."
Harry seized the collar and tried to rip it off, but a sharp pain cut at his hands. The collar was glowing again.
"Stupefy!"
Harry only dimly heard the voice before he was enveloped in blackness.
~Who knows how long later~
Harry's green eyes blinked dazedly as the room came into focus. He was in a temple of some kind. He shifted slightly; wincing as his head pounded and his muscles ached. Harry's arms were tied back with a thick rope, connected to a metal ring attached to a stone pillar in the middle of the room.
By instinct Harry reached again for his magic, but still grasped nothing. The black collar glowed on his neck.
Deciding to save his strength Harry looked around the room. In front of him was a dark hallway that was probably the way the deatheaters brought him. Torches flickered as a soft breeze came from the darkness. The room was square, from what Harry could see, and huge stone pillars were in each corner.
To Harry's right was a series of small rectangular blocks of jade and dark lines, which Harry guessed was some kind of family tree. He could just make out writing on each block of jade.
To Harry's left was a smooth wall with hieroglyphics drawn telling a story. The hieroglyphics seemed vaguely familiar to Harry. As he looked at the drawings of a crystal orb dropping and a city in flames. Further down and much more recent, were drawings of a lion with a ruby sword fighting a serpent with emerald daggers and a new golden shard being formed.
Harry turned back to the corridor where he suddenly saw a light and heard footsteps. Lord Voldemort's red eyes glowed in the darkness. Harry could tell from a distance that he was smiling.
Harry pulled uselessly as the ropes binding him to the pillar but it was in vain, as the ropes cut into his skin but didn't break.
The spirit was floating not far behind Voldemort. It leered at Harry before glaring at the hieroglyphics on the wall; particularly at the snake and lion fighting.
Voldemort drew something out of his robes and Harry turned his attention back to him. It was a long silver dagger, elegantly curved to a deadly point. Symbols were engraved from the handle to the tip, forming a wavy shape.
Harry's heart raced as Voldemort started toward him, dagger in hand. Over his shoulder, Harry could make out Bellatrix's face lit up with anticipation and excitement.
Voldemort stopped about half a foot away from Harry and began to mutter under his breath. Harry bit back a gasp as symbols and glyphs appeared on the floor, walls, and pillar where Harry was tied. They seemed to be made of a bright white light.
Voldemort took the dagger and made long shallow cuts on Harry's arms. Harry bit his tongue refusing to show any sign of pain as he watched his blood trickle onto the floor. It took him a minute to realize that Voldemort was speaking again,
"Ego Minuo oriundus primo magi prognatus, laxo potestas dues vereor. Annuo mihi suss potestas.
(I Draw blood from first magic-born, release power gods fear. Grant me their power.)
The white light darkened and turned blood red, then slowly rose from the walls and floor and began wrapping around Voldemort.
"Now Bella," Voldemort called from inside the cocoon of red light, "take the collar off the boy."
Bellatrix immediately crossed the room to Harry. She pulled out a small white stone and held it against the collar. The black light was sucked into the stone turning its white color to onyx black. Then she cut the collar off with a small pocketknife.
"See how much more useful you are to the Dark Lord then to Dumbledore, Potter?" She crooned into his ear.
"Cut the ropes as well Bella. He won't be running off."
With two quick swipes from Bellatrix's knife, the ropes broke and Harry slumped to the floor.
Slowly Harry looked up at Voldemort. The red cocoon wrapped itself tighter around Voldemort then disappeared.
"Accedo crystalus orbis tibi mei."
(Come crystal orb you're mine)
A bright golden light flashed above Harry. As he looked up he could see a golden crystal shard atop the pillar.
Lord Voldemort frowned in concentration as slowly the shard left the top of the pillar and floated down to hover before Voldemort.
The spirit came out of the corner and waited expectantly. Lord Voldemort smiled with his thin lips, "Ah yes, spirit."
He put his hands, palms facing each other, on either side of the shard careful not to touch it,
"Phasma reverto umbra oriundus alibi tibi emanio. Ego adsumo vester potestas."
(Spirit go back shadow from where you originate. I claim your powers)
The spirit screamed and Harry looked away as the shard sent beams of green light toward it, tearing at the spirits body at each hit. Voldemort turned to watch the spirit's destruction and while his back was turned Harry moved away and leaned against one wall.
He looked down at his arm and fought back a gasp. The wounds were getting deeper and blood was trickling down his arms in a steady stream.
"Did you really think you'd get away with those scrapes? No, I need all your blood for the power orb to be it's fullest." Voldemort said with his back still turned to Harry, as the spirit screamed again, "I'm almost ashamed to say I'm related to a person who screams so much. You on the other hand prefer to suffer in silence, don't you?"
Harry laid his head back against the wall as the room began to spin and Voldemort laughed softly, "It will be over soon enough."
Voldemort strode away toward what remained of the spirit apparently wanting to see it destroyed and he failed to see the dark shadow move past him beside Harry.
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Ashon's POV
Ashon knelt down by Remus' pup. The kid was in pretty bad shape with deep cuts in both arms and large amount of blood loss. He also seemed to be losing consciousness.
Carefully, Ashon picked Harry up and slipped out into the long corridor.
(A/N wow that was short but more Ashon coming) *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Remus' POV
Remus was absolutely frantic, though keeping his usual calm demeanor as he explained to the order members what was going on, but he could picture the wolf inside him pacing up and down howling.
"Melantha, do you know anything about the orb of Heka and where the shard might be?"
The vampire nodded, keeping back in the shadows, "You said the boy had a necklace with him?"
Remus nodded, "His mother's, she was given it after she was accepted at Hogwarts. It's a tradition to pass the necklace down through the magic side of her family. Harry only recently received it and, as far as I am aware, doesn't know anything about it."
The vampire nodded, "The reason the necklace was passed down through her family is the Gyfindor family are the guardians of the shard. I've heard of an object showing the way to the temple. As the boy had nothing else with him, we can assume that was it."
She turned to Remus, "Go back to the place where you met the werewolf Ashon. The temple must be near by somewhere."
Remus nodded and took out the scurry glass again, "Tonks, tell Dumbledore what's happening when he gets here."
He waited until he saw her nod before apperateing away.
~Back at the coast~
"Ashon!" Remus yelled again over the crashing of the waves.
Dark gray clouds covered the sky hiding the stars, as the sun disappeared below the horizon. The waves were getting larger as the impending storm drew closer.
Remus couldn't find Ashon anywhere. He searched around lucklessly before coming upon a set of tracks heading toward a forest of some kind.
Lightning crashed overhead illuminating his figure as he tore off toward the forest.
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~Hogwarts~
Ron paced restlessly in from of the Gyffindor fireplace. Hermione sat in a chair in front of him strumming her finger against her cheek staring into the empty fireplace.
Ron sighed loudly and turned to her, "I can't stand this anymore! Can we at least get out of the common and walk around a bit? This is driving me insane!"
Hermione nodded and followed him out of the portrait.
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A/N see that one can't count as a cliffy! Anyway I'll try to update faster 'cause I'm not very happy with this one. There is a new term on ff.net if I'm violating it would someone tell me I don't understand it really.
Thanks for reviewing!