Chapter 1 - How things should have gone
Disclaimer – please not the first part of this story is a direct copy from the book, because the idea behind this story is that only two events are changed, which will lead into a total alternate universe. No money is being made from this and all characters belong to J. K. Rowling
This first chapter contains passages of J K Rowlings novel Harry potter and the order of the Phoenix. (But I promise after this chapter it will be all of my own work, I just had to set the scene.)
AN:
Cap lock – yelling (very loud, more so then an!)
Italics – sarcasm or stage directions
' ' – thoughts
Chapter 1
He gave another stupendous heave and Neville's robes tore all along the left seam – the small spun – glass ball dropped from his pocket and, before either of them could catch it, one of Neville's floundering feet kicked it: it flew some ten feet to their tight and smashed on the step beneath them. As both of them stared at the place where it had broken, appalled at what had happened, a pearly white figure with hugely magnified eyes rose into the air, unnoticed by any but them. Harry could see its mouth moving, but in all the crashes and screams and yells surrounding them, not one word of the prophecy could he hear. The figure stopped speaking and dissolved into nothingness.
"Harry, I'b sorry!" cried Neville, he face anguished as his legs continued to flounder. "I'b so sorry, Harry, I didn't bean do."
"It doesn't matter!" Harry shouted. "Just try and stand, lets get out of –"
"Dumbledore!" said Neville, his sweaty face suddenly transported, staring over Harry's shoulder.
"What?"
"DUMBLEDORE!"
Harry turned to look where Neville was staring. Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind of electric charge surge through every particle of his body – they were saved.
Dumbledore sped down the steps past Neville and Harry, who had no more thoughts of leaving. Dumbledore was already at the foot of the steps when the Death Eaters nearest realized he was scrabbling like a monkey up the stone steps opposite. Dumbledore's spell pulled him back as easily and effortlessly as though he has hooked him with an invisible line-
Only on pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.
"Come on, you can do better then that!" he yielded, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.
She then shot a second jet of light. Microseconds after it was fired, a large bird flew down and swooped the two fighters; causing both to duck. This reflex saved Sirius' life. The second jet of light would have hit him squarely in the chest if it had not been for Fawks. But instead the light narrowly passed over Sirius' head and shot through the arc.
Dumbledore then fired a full body-binding curse and Ms' Bellatrix fell to the floor. Most of the remaining Death Eaters grouped in the middle of the room, seemingly immobilised by invisible ropes. The group stood around taking stock of what had just happened and what had nearly happened.
"Sirius! How... why...what happened? Kreacher that you had been captured and then I had a vision. What the hell are you doing here?" Harry asked rapidly, not taking a break; but trying to get out as much as he wanted to say in the one breath to stop wasting time.
"Calm down. I am fine. See and as to me being captured...well what does it look like to you." Harry began to open his mouth to say something but no sound came out, so he closed it again. With the silence of his Godson; Sirius continued. "As for Kreacher, he lied, and I am going to have something to say to him when I get my hands on him.... But not to worry, as you can see Harry, I am fine." Harry was still stunned and could not answer. Still when ever he tried all that seem to happen was he would open his mouth a couple more times then close it.
Dumbledore had once again quietly made his way over to the conversation and stood patiently waiting for the two to finish. "Sirius it is my belief that we do not have a great deal of time before someone from the Ministry comes down here. I would like to avoid trying to explain your innocence to them. If Mr. Lupin would accompany you back to headquarters, I believe it is for the best, as I need to have a word with our Magic of Ministry."
Lupin nodded at the mention of his part in the plan and walked over to the conversation that was taking place.
"You are probably right headmaster. Harry, I have to go, but I will see you soon. If you need anything send me an owl." And with his last comment he turned into a large black dog that bared extreme resemblance to a grim.
The two waved to the group and made their way out of the department. "I think it is best that we all leave as well now." Dumbledore once again broke the silence, which had come about.
They made there way out into the Atrium which was filled with people; leading the mob which had formed was Cornelius Fudge. "I saw him, Mr Fudge. I swear it was You-Know-Who."
"I know Williamson, I saw him too." Fudge stated, sounding much more calmly than that which was expected of him.
Fudge turned around and glimpsed Harry. "Harry – Harry Potter... what is he doing here?"
"I shall explain everything to you once these students are safely back at school, and in some cases in Madam Pomfrey's care." He glanced at Ron in particular.
He walked away from Fudge and pulled out a large chocolate bar out of his pocket. He pointed his wand at it and muttered. "Portus". The chocolate bar glowed blue and trembled for a few seconds before it became still once more.
"Now see here Dumbledore!" said Fudge, as Dumbledore picked up the head and walked back to Harry carrying it. "You haven't got authorization for that Portkey! You can't do things like that right in front of the Minister for Magic, you – you –"
His voice as Dumbledore surveyed him majestically over his half – moon spectacles.
"You will give the order to remove Dolores Umbride from Hogwarts," said Dumbledore. "You will tell your Aurors to stop searching for my Care of Magical Creatures Teacher so that he can return to work. I will give you..." Dumbledore pulled a watch with twelve hands from his pocket and surveyed it "...half and hour of my time tonight, in which I think we shall be more than able to cover the important points of what has happened here. After that, I shall need to return to my school. If you need more help from me, you are, of course, more than welcome to contact me at Hogwarts. Letters addressed to the Headmaster will find me."
Fudge goggled worse than ever; his mouth was open and his round face grew pinker under his rumpled grey hair.
"I – you –"
Dumbledore turned his back on him. The students had now gathered behind their headmaster waiting for their own instructions. "All of you take this Portkey, I shall see you in half and hour."
The 6 students arrived in the office. What only seemed like moments of talking went by extremely fast. Before they knew it Dumbledore had appeared and retaken his rightful place behind the large desk with Fawks by his side.
"Firstly, I must say how very proud of all of you I am. You all preformed with honour and bravery that was beyond any expectation I have of any of you...." He looked at the children standing before him. Yes he had to remind himself constantly that the people who stood before him were still in fact children despite the extraordinary talent, courage and bravely they always exhibited. Six faces stood there accepting their headmaster's praise, but as well waiting for what was to come next, the lecture. "...But I have to say that I did not believe it was necessary for you to be in that situation, and that is all I will say on that matter"
Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was cut off. "Miss Granger I do believe that you will have a valid point to add but I must now speak with Mr. Potter alone. Would you all make your way up to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey is expecting you. Ron, do you believe you will be ok to make your way up there?" With that comment the five other students left the headmasters office, leaving Harry alone.
"Yes Headmaster." The echoed
"Harry I do not blame you for going to the ministry but in fact I blame myself as it is I, who should have given you Occlumency – but I believed that Voldemort may have tried to use you as a spy if he became aware of the nature of our relationship.'
Dumbledore glanced at the floor. "Secondly, there is something that I should have told you along time ago. Do you remember what you asked me in the end of your first year?" He waited for Harry to nod. "...You asked me how a baby could have survived a killing curse. I did not tell you then, because I believed at the time that you had enough to worry about and as the years progressed more excuses seemed to emerge out of the cracks, but I see is that is wrong. Before you were born I was interviewing a new applicant for the Divination position, one of the applicants I was speaking to, told of a prophecy. Yes Harry it was Professor Trelawney.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord with the help of the Phoenix Child approaches.
Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies The Dark Lord will mark him as his
equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not
Either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.
The one with this power will be born as the 7th month dies."
"Headmaster who is the Phoenix child?"
"Ah a very valid question, the Phoenix child is another of the key players in the down fall of Voldemort not much is known about them, and what is known is very sketchy except for a few details. They are not relevant to this conversation, so I'll not go into it anymore." The twinkle in his eyes once again sparkled for all to see.
Then next hour passed very quickly. Talk of prophecy and what was to come filled the passing time so that it only seemed like seconds.
"Harry, I do wish to continue this conversation but I must go as I did promise Minster Fudge an explanation for today's events, but I think I may have to leave a few bits out concerning ones Godfather. I will see you later and if I am not mistaken I believe Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger will be waiting for an explanation of today's events as well. Not to mention your other companions in today's events." He smiled and walked over to the Fireplace were he threw some floo powder in and said the Minister of Magic's Office, and disappeared within the flames.
The evening passed very quickly as did the rest of the term. That night he retold all he had found out to his friends of the discussion with Dumbledore, which they were all very interested to hear. The few weeks passed like a blur and before he had none it he was waiting at Kings Cross station ready to be picked up by his Aunt, Uncle and Cousin. Dumbledore had said that Harry still must stay with his Aunt and Uncle for the first part of the holidays and then later will be able to rejoin Sirius and the Weasley's if he wished.
So there he was. He had survived another year at school.
TBC
Please R&R I have the next chapter written and waiting and depending on what happens I may either post it tomorrow or next Saturday, your choice. Cya next week if not before. :D
Disclaimer – please not the first part of this story is a direct copy from the book, because the idea behind this story is that only two events are changed, which will lead into a total alternate universe. No money is being made from this and all characters belong to J. K. Rowling
This first chapter contains passages of J K Rowlings novel Harry potter and the order of the Phoenix. (But I promise after this chapter it will be all of my own work, I just had to set the scene.)
AN:
Cap lock – yelling (very loud, more so then an!)
Italics – sarcasm or stage directions
' ' – thoughts
Chapter 1
He gave another stupendous heave and Neville's robes tore all along the left seam – the small spun – glass ball dropped from his pocket and, before either of them could catch it, one of Neville's floundering feet kicked it: it flew some ten feet to their tight and smashed on the step beneath them. As both of them stared at the place where it had broken, appalled at what had happened, a pearly white figure with hugely magnified eyes rose into the air, unnoticed by any but them. Harry could see its mouth moving, but in all the crashes and screams and yells surrounding them, not one word of the prophecy could he hear. The figure stopped speaking and dissolved into nothingness.
"Harry, I'b sorry!" cried Neville, he face anguished as his legs continued to flounder. "I'b so sorry, Harry, I didn't bean do."
"It doesn't matter!" Harry shouted. "Just try and stand, lets get out of –"
"Dumbledore!" said Neville, his sweaty face suddenly transported, staring over Harry's shoulder.
"What?"
"DUMBLEDORE!"
Harry turned to look where Neville was staring. Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind of electric charge surge through every particle of his body – they were saved.
Dumbledore sped down the steps past Neville and Harry, who had no more thoughts of leaving. Dumbledore was already at the foot of the steps when the Death Eaters nearest realized he was scrabbling like a monkey up the stone steps opposite. Dumbledore's spell pulled him back as easily and effortlessly as though he has hooked him with an invisible line-
Only on pair was still battling, apparently unaware of the new arrival. Harry saw Sirius duck Bellatrix's jet of red light: he was laughing at her.
"Come on, you can do better then that!" he yielded, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.
She then shot a second jet of light. Microseconds after it was fired, a large bird flew down and swooped the two fighters; causing both to duck. This reflex saved Sirius' life. The second jet of light would have hit him squarely in the chest if it had not been for Fawks. But instead the light narrowly passed over Sirius' head and shot through the arc.
Dumbledore then fired a full body-binding curse and Ms' Bellatrix fell to the floor. Most of the remaining Death Eaters grouped in the middle of the room, seemingly immobilised by invisible ropes. The group stood around taking stock of what had just happened and what had nearly happened.
"Sirius! How... why...what happened? Kreacher that you had been captured and then I had a vision. What the hell are you doing here?" Harry asked rapidly, not taking a break; but trying to get out as much as he wanted to say in the one breath to stop wasting time.
"Calm down. I am fine. See and as to me being captured...well what does it look like to you." Harry began to open his mouth to say something but no sound came out, so he closed it again. With the silence of his Godson; Sirius continued. "As for Kreacher, he lied, and I am going to have something to say to him when I get my hands on him.... But not to worry, as you can see Harry, I am fine." Harry was still stunned and could not answer. Still when ever he tried all that seem to happen was he would open his mouth a couple more times then close it.
Dumbledore had once again quietly made his way over to the conversation and stood patiently waiting for the two to finish. "Sirius it is my belief that we do not have a great deal of time before someone from the Ministry comes down here. I would like to avoid trying to explain your innocence to them. If Mr. Lupin would accompany you back to headquarters, I believe it is for the best, as I need to have a word with our Magic of Ministry."
Lupin nodded at the mention of his part in the plan and walked over to the conversation that was taking place.
"You are probably right headmaster. Harry, I have to go, but I will see you soon. If you need anything send me an owl." And with his last comment he turned into a large black dog that bared extreme resemblance to a grim.
The two waved to the group and made their way out of the department. "I think it is best that we all leave as well now." Dumbledore once again broke the silence, which had come about.
They made there way out into the Atrium which was filled with people; leading the mob which had formed was Cornelius Fudge. "I saw him, Mr Fudge. I swear it was You-Know-Who."
"I know Williamson, I saw him too." Fudge stated, sounding much more calmly than that which was expected of him.
Fudge turned around and glimpsed Harry. "Harry – Harry Potter... what is he doing here?"
"I shall explain everything to you once these students are safely back at school, and in some cases in Madam Pomfrey's care." He glanced at Ron in particular.
He walked away from Fudge and pulled out a large chocolate bar out of his pocket. He pointed his wand at it and muttered. "Portus". The chocolate bar glowed blue and trembled for a few seconds before it became still once more.
"Now see here Dumbledore!" said Fudge, as Dumbledore picked up the head and walked back to Harry carrying it. "You haven't got authorization for that Portkey! You can't do things like that right in front of the Minister for Magic, you – you –"
His voice as Dumbledore surveyed him majestically over his half – moon spectacles.
"You will give the order to remove Dolores Umbride from Hogwarts," said Dumbledore. "You will tell your Aurors to stop searching for my Care of Magical Creatures Teacher so that he can return to work. I will give you..." Dumbledore pulled a watch with twelve hands from his pocket and surveyed it "...half and hour of my time tonight, in which I think we shall be more than able to cover the important points of what has happened here. After that, I shall need to return to my school. If you need more help from me, you are, of course, more than welcome to contact me at Hogwarts. Letters addressed to the Headmaster will find me."
Fudge goggled worse than ever; his mouth was open and his round face grew pinker under his rumpled grey hair.
"I – you –"
Dumbledore turned his back on him. The students had now gathered behind their headmaster waiting for their own instructions. "All of you take this Portkey, I shall see you in half and hour."
The 6 students arrived in the office. What only seemed like moments of talking went by extremely fast. Before they knew it Dumbledore had appeared and retaken his rightful place behind the large desk with Fawks by his side.
"Firstly, I must say how very proud of all of you I am. You all preformed with honour and bravery that was beyond any expectation I have of any of you...." He looked at the children standing before him. Yes he had to remind himself constantly that the people who stood before him were still in fact children despite the extraordinary talent, courage and bravely they always exhibited. Six faces stood there accepting their headmaster's praise, but as well waiting for what was to come next, the lecture. "...But I have to say that I did not believe it was necessary for you to be in that situation, and that is all I will say on that matter"
Hermione opened her mouth to speak but was cut off. "Miss Granger I do believe that you will have a valid point to add but I must now speak with Mr. Potter alone. Would you all make your way up to the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey is expecting you. Ron, do you believe you will be ok to make your way up there?" With that comment the five other students left the headmasters office, leaving Harry alone.
"Yes Headmaster." The echoed
"Harry I do not blame you for going to the ministry but in fact I blame myself as it is I, who should have given you Occlumency – but I believed that Voldemort may have tried to use you as a spy if he became aware of the nature of our relationship.'
Dumbledore glanced at the floor. "Secondly, there is something that I should have told you along time ago. Do you remember what you asked me in the end of your first year?" He waited for Harry to nod. "...You asked me how a baby could have survived a killing curse. I did not tell you then, because I believed at the time that you had enough to worry about and as the years progressed more excuses seemed to emerge out of the cracks, but I see is that is wrong. Before you were born I was interviewing a new applicant for the Divination position, one of the applicants I was speaking to, told of a prophecy. Yes Harry it was Professor Trelawney.
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord with the help of the Phoenix Child approaches.
Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies The Dark Lord will mark him as his
equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not
Either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.
The one with this power will be born as the 7th month dies."
"Headmaster who is the Phoenix child?"
"Ah a very valid question, the Phoenix child is another of the key players in the down fall of Voldemort not much is known about them, and what is known is very sketchy except for a few details. They are not relevant to this conversation, so I'll not go into it anymore." The twinkle in his eyes once again sparkled for all to see.
Then next hour passed very quickly. Talk of prophecy and what was to come filled the passing time so that it only seemed like seconds.
"Harry, I do wish to continue this conversation but I must go as I did promise Minster Fudge an explanation for today's events, but I think I may have to leave a few bits out concerning ones Godfather. I will see you later and if I am not mistaken I believe Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger will be waiting for an explanation of today's events as well. Not to mention your other companions in today's events." He smiled and walked over to the Fireplace were he threw some floo powder in and said the Minister of Magic's Office, and disappeared within the flames.
The evening passed very quickly as did the rest of the term. That night he retold all he had found out to his friends of the discussion with Dumbledore, which they were all very interested to hear. The few weeks passed like a blur and before he had none it he was waiting at Kings Cross station ready to be picked up by his Aunt, Uncle and Cousin. Dumbledore had said that Harry still must stay with his Aunt and Uncle for the first part of the holidays and then later will be able to rejoin Sirius and the Weasley's if he wished.
So there he was. He had survived another year at school.
TBC
Please R&R I have the next chapter written and waiting and depending on what happens I may either post it tomorrow or next Saturday, your choice. Cya next week if not before. :D