A/N: Hey everyone, hope your havin fun. I took Shreve's advice and added
spaces inbetween paragraphs so it should be easier to read now. Also
thanks to Shreve for letting me use some of his ideas. I dont own it if
you recognize it.
The Greatest Battle Chapter 6
"Happy birthday, Harry. That's one."
"One what?" Harry was thoroughly confused.
"One birthday kiss. You have sixteen more but not right now, I want to suprise you." Ginny had the most mischievous gleam in her eyes he had ever seen. "Now go to bed before someone catches us down here. I'll give you your real gift later." With that she ran upstairs and shut the door to her room, shattering Harry's thoughts of getting more of his birthday kisses that night. As he started to walk up the stairs he heard voices outside and stopped half way up the flight.
"Mione, we have to tell him. Besides Dumbledore will tell him anyway and I'd rather not have him peeved at us because we know about it and didn't tell him." Ron sounded irritated as though he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
"Ron, we swore Professor Dumbledore we wouldn't talk about it until he had a chance to talk to Harry about it and see what he wanted. I want to tell him about it too but I can't break my word to Dumbledore." Harry stopped listening here. What were they hiding? What couldn't they talk to him about? Harry put the thought aside and decided he would work it out later. He quickly climbed the rest of the stairs just as he heard Ron and Hermione enter the kitchen without a sound and quickly pad up the stairs right after him.
Harry was restless the whole night. He couldn't stop thinking about what he had heard however much he wanted to. Finally giving in to his restlessness he decided to try and clear his mind and maybe have a bit of fun while he was at it. Sitting down on the floor Harry started to try to meditate. He wouldn't normally do this but he had been wanting to try it out ever since he had heard a segment on meditation on the muggle news earlier this summer. Soon he had his mind cleared and decided he would see if he could actually reproduce different sensations by thinking of things. He decided to try and reproduce the feeling of flying first and was amazed at the success he had at it. It almost seemed as though he weren't even on the floor anymore, and as it turned out he really wasn't. "Harry!" Ron's voice seemed distant but it brought him back to reality as well as back to the ground with a painful thud. "Harry, how did you do that? How did you float up in the air like that?"
"I don't know, I didn't even realize that I was floating until I landed." Harry grimaced but his voice was just as suprised as Ron's.
"Maybe it's because of..." Ron's voice trailed off and Harry knew he was hiding something.
"Because of what?" Harry made sure to make his voice sound light and not pressing
"Because of your meditation" Hermione's voice chimed in and Ron looked very happy to see her.
"Yea, your meditation that must be it" Ron's voice was unconvincing but Harry knew he wouldn't be able to pry anything out of him with Hermione standing there. "Well, it's almost eight in the morning." Harry was shocked to hear this. When he had first sat down to meditate it was only 4:30 in the morning. He must have zoned out because when he snapped back to attention it was because Ginny had walked into the room and thrown a knut at him which hit him on his foot with a sharp but not too painful sting followed in quick succession by a kiss. "That's two, now Come on you have visitors downstairs."
"What? I have visitors?"
"That's what I said. Now come on before they think your being rude." And with that she grabbed his arm and pulled him up. Harry quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt and walked down with Ginny.
Harry was definitely suprised by the people he saw in the kitchen when he arrived. Sitting at the table were his godfather Sirius Black (whom he had expected to be there, being his godson and all), Remus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore, and a few people he recognized as people who were members of the Order of the Phoenix. As soon as he walked in he heard an enormous rendition of Happy Birthday to You which was way too loud to have been produced by the small crowd of people had they all been singing at the top of their voices. After the song died down and everyone had unplugged their ears a message was heard. It was the voice of Fred and George telling him happy birthday and explaining their latest product which was the song in a box. It would basically sing whatever song you told it to in a voice loud enough to be heard for a fair distance but was only heard by the people in the room at the time. Before the twins message had any more time to explain how the product worked however, Mrs. Weasley had found the box and shut it tight.
"Well, happy birthday Harry." Harry recognized the voice of Tonks and saw that today she was in a pair of blue jeans and a plain white tee shirt with bright orange hair put up in long spikes. Before he had a chance to comment however he was barraged by people wishing him a happy seventeenth birthday. He was ushered into a seat by Mrs. Weasley and a plate of food was put in front of him.
"You must be starved Harry, eat." This was true. Harry hadn't eaten since an early dinner the night before and was quite peckish. As Harry began eating and conversing with the people in the room he noticed that Dumbledore was looking like he wanted to say something. Finally after Tonks finished her rant against how incompetent Fudge had been when he was in office, the Professor cleared his throat.
"Thank you for your much agreed on opinion Nymphadora (At the sound of her real first name Tonks gave Professor Dumbledore the evil eye), but I am afraid that I will need to interrupt anyone else who wishes to converse for you see I have a rather important belief that I would like to share with Harry." All eyes were on Dumbledore as he began to speak. "Harry, based on what I have seen throughout your years at Hogwarts and from what Mr. Weasley has said concerning what happened this morning, I have concluded that you are no ordinary wizard." Harry tried to cut in but Dumbledore just continued to talk. "I am aware that you know you aren't a 'normal' wizard, but please hear me out. I believe that you Harry are a sorcerer."
"WHAT, a sorcerer" Tonks looked even more shocked than everyone else in the room.
"Didn't the professor tell you dear?" Mrs. Weasley looked at her confused.
"No, he didn't, and personally I would like to know why!"
"The reason I did not inform you of my beliefs Ms. Tonks is that if I recall correctly you weren't very good at keeping a secret and this is something that I had to be assured that Harry would not find out about from anyone but me, seeing as I will be training him on how to control his powers as well as helping him to figure out what powers he has which he doesn't know about."
"Meaning he knows about some of his powers?" Sirius spoke up for the first time since he had told Harry happy birthday.
"Yes, he is aware of at least one of his powers even if he doesn't know that it is a power yet. He can levitate and possibly fly without the aid of a spell or potion. We do not know the full extent of his powers yet, but they will be explored further at Harry's home from now on and at school when the term begins. I'm sorry to inform you Mrs. Weasley that I will need Harry to return to Godric's Hollow as soon as possible." Ginny looked as though she could cry when she heard this announcement but her mood was lightened by Dumbledore's next announcement, "Any of you who wish to accompany Harry to his new home for the rest of the summer will of course be welcome with Harry's permission. Space will not be a problem considering that Godric's Hollow is quite large"
"How large professor?
"The main manor is about twice as large as Hogwarts." Everyone looked in amazement between Harry and Dumbledore. "Now I believe that you have a fair amount of presents waiting for you Harry," and he nodded towards the pile of presents from all the Weasley's and other people.
Harry's gifts were nothing short of extraordinary. Ron had gotten him a black leather album with places to put his wizard cards. Hermione had gotten him a book, but it wasn't any normal book. This book was filled with all types of healing and white magic spells including some very rare and nearly forgotten spells that could do amazing things such as deflecting the unforgivable curses or at least lessening their effects. Sirius' present had been slightly more practical for a normal 17 year old boy. It was a book full of contraceptive charms and potions as well as spells and potions to keep from contracting sexually transmitted diseases. There was also a section that Harry thought might be a bit helpful this year on spells to cure hangovers and such. Harry who had never really had hangover was now of age to drink in the wizarding world and thought that this section at least would be helpful. Dumbledore's gift was by far the most interesting gift Harry had received, even more so than the foe glass that Mad-eye Moody had gotten him. When Harry unwrapped the gift he saw a padded box and a note. The note read: Harry I hope you enjoy your life as your father would have wanted. He left one specific request in his last testament, this was it. Harry opened the box to find an egg.
"Oh my... Harry that's a phoenix egg!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Your father wanted you to have one when you turned of age. I remember the day he told me Remus and Peter about it. He said that it was the one thing that he had always cherished of his so he left it in the care of Remus who encased him in this egg after James died. His name is Shreve. It means 'He who serves the crown' in old English" Harry sat in amazement as he listened to his godfather relate the story. This was certainly a good gift for Harry for many reasons, one of which being that Hedwig was becoming older and could not carry loads the size she was once able to due to an injury received by her last year when a letter to Remus was intercepted and she had broken her wing in multiple places. It had never fully healed. Harry also noticed that there was another box by the table. Dumbledore pushed the box towards him.
"You may need this to care for Shreve." Harry pulled the box up and began to unwrap it. It was a perch, much like the one Harry had seen in Dumbledore's office. "This is a phoenix perch, you see not just any perch can be used for a phoenix, a special perch must be made. The perches are nearly as rare as the birds themselves. With that said I believe that there are a few people who have some packing to do before we take leave for Harry's new accommodations." With that Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione all ran upstairs to pack for their trip to Godric's Hollow.
A/N: Big thanks to Shreve, turtle, Lexilou, and Syvixxie for the reviews, you guys kick ass. Im not sure ill be able to keep it PG-13 much longer, it just doesnt follow my personality. Oh well happy reading, next chapter in a few days. Its taking me longer to write because I have football every day and school starts in a week so Im doing all my summer homework. Bye bye kids.
The Greatest Battle Chapter 6
"Happy birthday, Harry. That's one."
"One what?" Harry was thoroughly confused.
"One birthday kiss. You have sixteen more but not right now, I want to suprise you." Ginny had the most mischievous gleam in her eyes he had ever seen. "Now go to bed before someone catches us down here. I'll give you your real gift later." With that she ran upstairs and shut the door to her room, shattering Harry's thoughts of getting more of his birthday kisses that night. As he started to walk up the stairs he heard voices outside and stopped half way up the flight.
"Mione, we have to tell him. Besides Dumbledore will tell him anyway and I'd rather not have him peeved at us because we know about it and didn't tell him." Ron sounded irritated as though he knew he was fighting a losing battle.
"Ron, we swore Professor Dumbledore we wouldn't talk about it until he had a chance to talk to Harry about it and see what he wanted. I want to tell him about it too but I can't break my word to Dumbledore." Harry stopped listening here. What were they hiding? What couldn't they talk to him about? Harry put the thought aside and decided he would work it out later. He quickly climbed the rest of the stairs just as he heard Ron and Hermione enter the kitchen without a sound and quickly pad up the stairs right after him.
Harry was restless the whole night. He couldn't stop thinking about what he had heard however much he wanted to. Finally giving in to his restlessness he decided to try and clear his mind and maybe have a bit of fun while he was at it. Sitting down on the floor Harry started to try to meditate. He wouldn't normally do this but he had been wanting to try it out ever since he had heard a segment on meditation on the muggle news earlier this summer. Soon he had his mind cleared and decided he would see if he could actually reproduce different sensations by thinking of things. He decided to try and reproduce the feeling of flying first and was amazed at the success he had at it. It almost seemed as though he weren't even on the floor anymore, and as it turned out he really wasn't. "Harry!" Ron's voice seemed distant but it brought him back to reality as well as back to the ground with a painful thud. "Harry, how did you do that? How did you float up in the air like that?"
"I don't know, I didn't even realize that I was floating until I landed." Harry grimaced but his voice was just as suprised as Ron's.
"Maybe it's because of..." Ron's voice trailed off and Harry knew he was hiding something.
"Because of what?" Harry made sure to make his voice sound light and not pressing
"Because of your meditation" Hermione's voice chimed in and Ron looked very happy to see her.
"Yea, your meditation that must be it" Ron's voice was unconvincing but Harry knew he wouldn't be able to pry anything out of him with Hermione standing there. "Well, it's almost eight in the morning." Harry was shocked to hear this. When he had first sat down to meditate it was only 4:30 in the morning. He must have zoned out because when he snapped back to attention it was because Ginny had walked into the room and thrown a knut at him which hit him on his foot with a sharp but not too painful sting followed in quick succession by a kiss. "That's two, now Come on you have visitors downstairs."
"What? I have visitors?"
"That's what I said. Now come on before they think your being rude." And with that she grabbed his arm and pulled him up. Harry quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt and walked down with Ginny.
Harry was definitely suprised by the people he saw in the kitchen when he arrived. Sitting at the table were his godfather Sirius Black (whom he had expected to be there, being his godson and all), Remus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore, and a few people he recognized as people who were members of the Order of the Phoenix. As soon as he walked in he heard an enormous rendition of Happy Birthday to You which was way too loud to have been produced by the small crowd of people had they all been singing at the top of their voices. After the song died down and everyone had unplugged their ears a message was heard. It was the voice of Fred and George telling him happy birthday and explaining their latest product which was the song in a box. It would basically sing whatever song you told it to in a voice loud enough to be heard for a fair distance but was only heard by the people in the room at the time. Before the twins message had any more time to explain how the product worked however, Mrs. Weasley had found the box and shut it tight.
"Well, happy birthday Harry." Harry recognized the voice of Tonks and saw that today she was in a pair of blue jeans and a plain white tee shirt with bright orange hair put up in long spikes. Before he had a chance to comment however he was barraged by people wishing him a happy seventeenth birthday. He was ushered into a seat by Mrs. Weasley and a plate of food was put in front of him.
"You must be starved Harry, eat." This was true. Harry hadn't eaten since an early dinner the night before and was quite peckish. As Harry began eating and conversing with the people in the room he noticed that Dumbledore was looking like he wanted to say something. Finally after Tonks finished her rant against how incompetent Fudge had been when he was in office, the Professor cleared his throat.
"Thank you for your much agreed on opinion Nymphadora (At the sound of her real first name Tonks gave Professor Dumbledore the evil eye), but I am afraid that I will need to interrupt anyone else who wishes to converse for you see I have a rather important belief that I would like to share with Harry." All eyes were on Dumbledore as he began to speak. "Harry, based on what I have seen throughout your years at Hogwarts and from what Mr. Weasley has said concerning what happened this morning, I have concluded that you are no ordinary wizard." Harry tried to cut in but Dumbledore just continued to talk. "I am aware that you know you aren't a 'normal' wizard, but please hear me out. I believe that you Harry are a sorcerer."
"WHAT, a sorcerer" Tonks looked even more shocked than everyone else in the room.
"Didn't the professor tell you dear?" Mrs. Weasley looked at her confused.
"No, he didn't, and personally I would like to know why!"
"The reason I did not inform you of my beliefs Ms. Tonks is that if I recall correctly you weren't very good at keeping a secret and this is something that I had to be assured that Harry would not find out about from anyone but me, seeing as I will be training him on how to control his powers as well as helping him to figure out what powers he has which he doesn't know about."
"Meaning he knows about some of his powers?" Sirius spoke up for the first time since he had told Harry happy birthday.
"Yes, he is aware of at least one of his powers even if he doesn't know that it is a power yet. He can levitate and possibly fly without the aid of a spell or potion. We do not know the full extent of his powers yet, but they will be explored further at Harry's home from now on and at school when the term begins. I'm sorry to inform you Mrs. Weasley that I will need Harry to return to Godric's Hollow as soon as possible." Ginny looked as though she could cry when she heard this announcement but her mood was lightened by Dumbledore's next announcement, "Any of you who wish to accompany Harry to his new home for the rest of the summer will of course be welcome with Harry's permission. Space will not be a problem considering that Godric's Hollow is quite large"
"How large professor?
"The main manor is about twice as large as Hogwarts." Everyone looked in amazement between Harry and Dumbledore. "Now I believe that you have a fair amount of presents waiting for you Harry," and he nodded towards the pile of presents from all the Weasley's and other people.
Harry's gifts were nothing short of extraordinary. Ron had gotten him a black leather album with places to put his wizard cards. Hermione had gotten him a book, but it wasn't any normal book. This book was filled with all types of healing and white magic spells including some very rare and nearly forgotten spells that could do amazing things such as deflecting the unforgivable curses or at least lessening their effects. Sirius' present had been slightly more practical for a normal 17 year old boy. It was a book full of contraceptive charms and potions as well as spells and potions to keep from contracting sexually transmitted diseases. There was also a section that Harry thought might be a bit helpful this year on spells to cure hangovers and such. Harry who had never really had hangover was now of age to drink in the wizarding world and thought that this section at least would be helpful. Dumbledore's gift was by far the most interesting gift Harry had received, even more so than the foe glass that Mad-eye Moody had gotten him. When Harry unwrapped the gift he saw a padded box and a note. The note read: Harry I hope you enjoy your life as your father would have wanted. He left one specific request in his last testament, this was it. Harry opened the box to find an egg.
"Oh my... Harry that's a phoenix egg!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Your father wanted you to have one when you turned of age. I remember the day he told me Remus and Peter about it. He said that it was the one thing that he had always cherished of his so he left it in the care of Remus who encased him in this egg after James died. His name is Shreve. It means 'He who serves the crown' in old English" Harry sat in amazement as he listened to his godfather relate the story. This was certainly a good gift for Harry for many reasons, one of which being that Hedwig was becoming older and could not carry loads the size she was once able to due to an injury received by her last year when a letter to Remus was intercepted and she had broken her wing in multiple places. It had never fully healed. Harry also noticed that there was another box by the table. Dumbledore pushed the box towards him.
"You may need this to care for Shreve." Harry pulled the box up and began to unwrap it. It was a perch, much like the one Harry had seen in Dumbledore's office. "This is a phoenix perch, you see not just any perch can be used for a phoenix, a special perch must be made. The perches are nearly as rare as the birds themselves. With that said I believe that there are a few people who have some packing to do before we take leave for Harry's new accommodations." With that Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione all ran upstairs to pack for their trip to Godric's Hollow.
A/N: Big thanks to Shreve, turtle, Lexilou, and Syvixxie for the reviews, you guys kick ass. Im not sure ill be able to keep it PG-13 much longer, it just doesnt follow my personality. Oh well happy reading, next chapter in a few days. Its taking me longer to write because I have football every day and school starts in a week so Im doing all my summer homework. Bye bye kids.