Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of this story, it would be
cool if I did, but I don't, so yea.
A/N: Flashbacks and prophecies have *~*~* at the beginning and the end of them. ************************************************************************
Chapter 1
A Not So Happy Birthday
Harry looked outside, and by the sound of Dudley's snoring, he realized it must nearly be midnight. The Dursley's would be leaving for their vacation tomorrow, leaving Harry completely alone in the house. Harry glanced at the clock.
Five...4.....3.....2....1 counted Harry as he realized another birthday was upon him. Harry was never fond of birthdays, but this birthday in particular was horrible. Without having anyone to spend it with, it seemed almost unimportant. Harry had nearly lost everything special to him. His parents were long dead which was attributed to Voldemort, the one Harry would eventually have to fight. He of course had time to realize that his parents were gone, but the pain of his Godfather, Sirius' death was still burning fresh in his mind. As he sat in his room stroking Hedwig softly, he recalled that last final moment he had been with Sirius.
*~*~* Green and red lights flashed back and forth. "Crucio" said a Death Eater pointing his wand at one of the members of the Order. Harry was no supposed to look back, but go after the prophecy. Dumbledore had now appeared telling Harry to stay back. He watched the battles from afar in a sort of daze, forgetting his responsibility of the prophecy. Sirius was engaged in battle, and didn't seem to need any help. Just then a spell cast by Belletrix threw Sirius back. Sirius fell to the ground disappearing behind the veil. No one stopped to try and save him....Harry did not try to save him....Sirius was dead.*~*~*
Harry clasped his head in his hands in an unforgiving manner. Although it was not Harry's fault that Sirius had died, Harry blamed himself. He was the one who put him in that situation. Because of his "Gryffindor bravery", Harry was all alone. The Order had kept him locked in the house away from any real contact, because it was no longer safe. Harry was sure that somewhere in the Burrow, Ron and Hermione were laughing it up, sharing all the Order's secrets, forgetting about him.
Just then, an unfamiliar owl flew in through the window. With great speed it landed where Harry had been sitting, releasing a package. The package was wrapped in silver and read Happy Birthday Harry!! Harry wondered who it was from. Everyone from the Order knew not to send him anything because owls were being intercepted. Ron and Hermione knew it as well. Just then, a rush of excitement arose in Harry.
*Could it be from Sirius*
Harry thought knowing it was farfetched. Opening the card, he realized that it was from Dumbledore. A great disappointment over whelmed Harry. He further opened the package. It was a picture of him as a baby. However, this picture was unique, in it stood a handsome Sirius Black holding the infant Harry. Harry stared at the picture, and began to cry. He only cried seconds before a new feeling came over him.
*How did Dumbledore send him owl post?*
He knew that sending owls to the Dursley house would put everyone in house in danger. The Dursley house had several charms on it so Harry and his family could not be harmed, but there were still possible dangers in sending it to him. Just then, he heard a soft POP outside. He ran quickly to the window, grasping his wand in hope that it was going to be a friendly face. His eyes were met by the blue gleaming eyes of Dumbledore. With one swish of his wand Dumbledore was inside Harry's room. He explained to Harry that he didn't send the owl from Hogwarts, but was near by the house, and sent his owl up to Harry's room. He smiled at the picture, but quickly changed the look on his face.
He looked at Harry more seriously saying, "Harry, we need to leave now. I will send an owl to you aunt and uncle in the morning. I don't have time to explain, but its time" Harry tried to respond.
"Time for wha-"
Harry was stopped abruptly when Dumbledore forced a Port-key into his hands. The room began to spin and Harry felt that familiar jerk behind his navel. They arrived at the Number 12 Grimmauld Place. It pained Harry to see the house of his Godfather. And a deep anger evolved in him.
*Why would the Order still use Sirius' house, he was dea- he had die- *
Harry could even bring him self to think that Sirius was still dead. In a small area in his mind, Sirius was still alive and waiting for a good time to return to Harry. He reluctantly approached the house saying the words that would make it appear. He turned back and gave a sad smile at Dumbledore. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he began to twist slowly. He was about to open the door even further, when a mouthful of Brown bushy hair was upon him.
"Oh Harry" screamed Hermione with her arms placed tightly around Harry.
"I've missed you, I wanted to contact you ..." she paused shortly and continued. "...contact you and make sure you had your homework done" She blushed.
Harry turned around but Dumbledore was not there. It did not surprise Harry. Dumbledore was always attending to important matters. He began to walk into the House of Black and was met by Ron. Suddenly all his feelings of neglect and sadness were washed away.
* They missed me, they weren't neglecting me at all*
"Hello mate" Ron said, "I suppose you'll want to know why you're here."
Harry began to listen intently as if Ron was going to tell him what was wrong. It was a mystery considering they weren't often called to the House of Black.
Ron continued, "Well mum and Lupin are in the kitchen waiting for you. She says were not allowed to know because were not in the Order yet, but I'm sure Fred and George will tell us. Newest members of the Order you know"
Harry smiled at Ron and advanced to the kitchen. To his surprise, as he entered he was met by more than just professor Lupin and Mrs. Weasley. The entire Order was standing before him horror-stricken.
Mrs. Weasley wailed.
"Oh Arthur, He's too young I wont have it I wont stand for such- such- "not finishing what she was saying, she began to sob horribly.
Something was wrong, very wrong. Snape didn't even contain that familiar hate in his eyes that he never held back from showing. His eyes gleamed with concern. Harry felt on display. He began to fiddle with his pockets. He cleared his throat and said
"Er um may I ask why you asked me here?"
Mrs. Weasley wiped her tears saying apologetically
"Oh! Harry, were waiting for Dumbledore to begin the meeting"
"Oh alright then" said Harry. Staring into his eyes, Tonks began to sob too.
There was a soft POP and Dumbledore appeared in his usual chair. Harry took his seat
"Members of the Order" he said shutting the door with a swish of his wand so that Hermione and Ron could not hear.
"Tonight", His voice sounding poignant "Tonight the Prophecy must be unleashed."
"I'm sure you all recall the prophecy"
With a swish of his wand silver letters appeared in the sky.
*~*~* THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES...BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES...AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT...AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HAND OF THE OTHER FOR NIETER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES... THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES. *~*~*
There was a silence in the room. Dumbledore continued.
"There has been a series of muggle deaths the Andersons, the Levis, as well as wizard deaths. It seems that Voldemort is ready to make himself known."
Harry's eyes bulged, innocent people were being killed, just like his family, and it was because of Voldemort.
*There is no point in fighting* he thought. He knew what was coming.
"Harry" said Dumbledore "You are the only one that can stop him "
"I can't protect you anymore Harry" A single tear fell from Dumbledore's blue eyes.
A/N: Flashbacks and prophecies have *~*~* at the beginning and the end of them. ************************************************************************
Chapter 1
A Not So Happy Birthday
Harry looked outside, and by the sound of Dudley's snoring, he realized it must nearly be midnight. The Dursley's would be leaving for their vacation tomorrow, leaving Harry completely alone in the house. Harry glanced at the clock.
Five...4.....3.....2....1 counted Harry as he realized another birthday was upon him. Harry was never fond of birthdays, but this birthday in particular was horrible. Without having anyone to spend it with, it seemed almost unimportant. Harry had nearly lost everything special to him. His parents were long dead which was attributed to Voldemort, the one Harry would eventually have to fight. He of course had time to realize that his parents were gone, but the pain of his Godfather, Sirius' death was still burning fresh in his mind. As he sat in his room stroking Hedwig softly, he recalled that last final moment he had been with Sirius.
*~*~* Green and red lights flashed back and forth. "Crucio" said a Death Eater pointing his wand at one of the members of the Order. Harry was no supposed to look back, but go after the prophecy. Dumbledore had now appeared telling Harry to stay back. He watched the battles from afar in a sort of daze, forgetting his responsibility of the prophecy. Sirius was engaged in battle, and didn't seem to need any help. Just then a spell cast by Belletrix threw Sirius back. Sirius fell to the ground disappearing behind the veil. No one stopped to try and save him....Harry did not try to save him....Sirius was dead.*~*~*
Harry clasped his head in his hands in an unforgiving manner. Although it was not Harry's fault that Sirius had died, Harry blamed himself. He was the one who put him in that situation. Because of his "Gryffindor bravery", Harry was all alone. The Order had kept him locked in the house away from any real contact, because it was no longer safe. Harry was sure that somewhere in the Burrow, Ron and Hermione were laughing it up, sharing all the Order's secrets, forgetting about him.
Just then, an unfamiliar owl flew in through the window. With great speed it landed where Harry had been sitting, releasing a package. The package was wrapped in silver and read Happy Birthday Harry!! Harry wondered who it was from. Everyone from the Order knew not to send him anything because owls were being intercepted. Ron and Hermione knew it as well. Just then, a rush of excitement arose in Harry.
*Could it be from Sirius*
Harry thought knowing it was farfetched. Opening the card, he realized that it was from Dumbledore. A great disappointment over whelmed Harry. He further opened the package. It was a picture of him as a baby. However, this picture was unique, in it stood a handsome Sirius Black holding the infant Harry. Harry stared at the picture, and began to cry. He only cried seconds before a new feeling came over him.
*How did Dumbledore send him owl post?*
He knew that sending owls to the Dursley house would put everyone in house in danger. The Dursley house had several charms on it so Harry and his family could not be harmed, but there were still possible dangers in sending it to him. Just then, he heard a soft POP outside. He ran quickly to the window, grasping his wand in hope that it was going to be a friendly face. His eyes were met by the blue gleaming eyes of Dumbledore. With one swish of his wand Dumbledore was inside Harry's room. He explained to Harry that he didn't send the owl from Hogwarts, but was near by the house, and sent his owl up to Harry's room. He smiled at the picture, but quickly changed the look on his face.
He looked at Harry more seriously saying, "Harry, we need to leave now. I will send an owl to you aunt and uncle in the morning. I don't have time to explain, but its time" Harry tried to respond.
"Time for wha-"
Harry was stopped abruptly when Dumbledore forced a Port-key into his hands. The room began to spin and Harry felt that familiar jerk behind his navel. They arrived at the Number 12 Grimmauld Place. It pained Harry to see the house of his Godfather. And a deep anger evolved in him.
*Why would the Order still use Sirius' house, he was dea- he had die- *
Harry could even bring him self to think that Sirius was still dead. In a small area in his mind, Sirius was still alive and waiting for a good time to return to Harry. He reluctantly approached the house saying the words that would make it appear. He turned back and gave a sad smile at Dumbledore. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he began to twist slowly. He was about to open the door even further, when a mouthful of Brown bushy hair was upon him.
"Oh Harry" screamed Hermione with her arms placed tightly around Harry.
"I've missed you, I wanted to contact you ..." she paused shortly and continued. "...contact you and make sure you had your homework done" She blushed.
Harry turned around but Dumbledore was not there. It did not surprise Harry. Dumbledore was always attending to important matters. He began to walk into the House of Black and was met by Ron. Suddenly all his feelings of neglect and sadness were washed away.
* They missed me, they weren't neglecting me at all*
"Hello mate" Ron said, "I suppose you'll want to know why you're here."
Harry began to listen intently as if Ron was going to tell him what was wrong. It was a mystery considering they weren't often called to the House of Black.
Ron continued, "Well mum and Lupin are in the kitchen waiting for you. She says were not allowed to know because were not in the Order yet, but I'm sure Fred and George will tell us. Newest members of the Order you know"
Harry smiled at Ron and advanced to the kitchen. To his surprise, as he entered he was met by more than just professor Lupin and Mrs. Weasley. The entire Order was standing before him horror-stricken.
Mrs. Weasley wailed.
"Oh Arthur, He's too young I wont have it I wont stand for such- such- "not finishing what she was saying, she began to sob horribly.
Something was wrong, very wrong. Snape didn't even contain that familiar hate in his eyes that he never held back from showing. His eyes gleamed with concern. Harry felt on display. He began to fiddle with his pockets. He cleared his throat and said
"Er um may I ask why you asked me here?"
Mrs. Weasley wiped her tears saying apologetically
"Oh! Harry, were waiting for Dumbledore to begin the meeting"
"Oh alright then" said Harry. Staring into his eyes, Tonks began to sob too.
There was a soft POP and Dumbledore appeared in his usual chair. Harry took his seat
"Members of the Order" he said shutting the door with a swish of his wand so that Hermione and Ron could not hear.
"Tonight", His voice sounding poignant "Tonight the Prophecy must be unleashed."
"I'm sure you all recall the prophecy"
With a swish of his wand silver letters appeared in the sky.
*~*~* THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES...BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES...AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT...AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HAND OF THE OTHER FOR NIETER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES... THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES. *~*~*
There was a silence in the room. Dumbledore continued.
"There has been a series of muggle deaths the Andersons, the Levis, as well as wizard deaths. It seems that Voldemort is ready to make himself known."
Harry's eyes bulged, innocent people were being killed, just like his family, and it was because of Voldemort.
*There is no point in fighting* he thought. He knew what was coming.
"Harry" said Dumbledore "You are the only one that can stop him "
"I can't protect you anymore Harry" A single tear fell from Dumbledore's blue eyes.