Wow! Chapter 4! Haha I'm so proud of myself! Ok I'm done with my little episode... Onward to the story!
Oh! And I discovered I've been spelling Apparition wrong, sorry about that...
Ishy: Close but no...I think this chapter might help make sense of what they stand for...
Serry2: Question #1) You'll see Dumbledore act on it in his own way, and you never know it may not have been Draco...It could only appear that way...And the warding part well Harry got that book from Bill and well...you'll see just read the chapter...Question #2) No if it was significant it would have been drawn out....they only spoke of the muggles new knowledge and how they are dealing with it, what to do if they are approached (do what Harry did lol)...so yeah they have accepted that the muggles know now...maybe not everyone else but the Order has....
-Chapter 4-
Pains and a Second Prophesy
Harry woke on his own for a change at eight in the morning; he had gotten nearly ten hours asleep, something that hadn't happened since the last summer. Sitting up Harry felt his head spin and a headache come on quickly. Sitting against the back board Harry picked up Conan who continued to sleep and pet him quietly as he looked around the room. Hedwig was gone, but Alix sat perched on the box by his bed.
"I suppose you're hungry..." murmured Harry thinking aloud, how was he going to feed him? Glancing at his trunk Harry then remembered the Room of Requirement that he had gotten the lock specially for. Leaping up with Conan still in his arms he grabbed his keys and started to unlock the trunk and then shoved it open. Climbing down the ladder he found himself in a forest, bugs were chirping and birds were singing.
'Conan...' Harry shook the winged lion, 'Time for breakfast.'
Conan looked up groggily then perked up at the sight of the forest. After a moment of waking he was out of Harry's arms and flying down to the forest floor.
Leaving the room Harry retrieved Alix and went down in the trunk again. Alix had grown over night and was nearly the size of Fawkes. Letting him venture through the forest Harry left again and retrieved his book on animals to check and see what they both were going to turn out to be like and what they would need. Sitting on the ladder Harry flipped through Magical Creatures of the Night and Day.
Harry came upon many different kinds of creatures he had never hear of, including a Black Unicorn or better known as the Night Unicorn. It looked exactly like the normal unicorn but it had fur blacker then night and silver hooves that matched its main, tail, and horn. Marking the page Harry flipped through a few more of the night animals and stopped when he came upon the Night Phoenix, it looked similar to the Phoenix of Life in features only it was different in color and had different abilities. The only similarity was the Phoenix figure and the healing tears. Below the Night Phoenix descriptions Harry discovered there was also the Phoenix of Death, but only one of those lived at a time normally, it was born of the Night and Life Phoenix.
Harry read the description of the Night Phoenix:
The Night Phoenix is also known as the Dark Phoenix though it does not have any assets of the Darkness in its powers. Like the Phoenix of Life it has tears that heal and the ability to appear where ever it pleases; like apparating but their laws of travel are not restricted by the apparition wards. The Night Phoenix may also be reborn but in a different way that is also unknown to wizards.
The Night Phoenix tends to nest where it finds safety in the darkness, making the eggs difficult to find usually. The Night Phoenix is generally hatched at night; a song usually is emitted from the egg before it begins. The Night Phoenix's song is only slightly different from the Phoenix of life, but it's powers are unknown, only the owner of such a Phoenix would discover what the song provides. Because the Night Phoenix is so rare so little is known about them, their powers have yet to of been discovered.
Harry began to wonder if Dumbledore had just happened to stumble upon it in the woods. Flipping through the next pages Harry finally came upon the Winged Lion. He read:
The Winged Lion is not a rare animal, only difficult to find. Generally these lions like to hide in the peaks of tall mountains or in hidden valleys where they won't be disturbed by humans. There are different kinds of Winged Lions. There is the average Day one that has the appearance of the African Lion and the Night that has the appearance of a black panther but it still named a lion. The differences are easily seen. The Night has normally very black fur and will never grow a mane on males, while the Day has the exact appearance of the African lion with the mane on the males. The only time a Night one maybe easily found is during the winter, but occasionally they may be seen in the summer when they leave the mountain air to travel into the valleys on occasion. Both kinds can speak telepathically with whom they chose. Winged Lions are very noble creatures; they defend what they want, believing in what they want because they have the intelligence of a human. Winged Lions grow quickly; they are able to fly in the first week of their life and are fully grown with in the first two months of their life.
The Winged Lion is highly magical and usually not seen at a pet because of their abilities. They can carry considerable amounts of weight when they are flying. They can appear where they want like a Phoenix. Their claws are like diamonds that they can retract to move in silence. Their roar can be deafening when they want it. Because they are so difficult to study little information on their abilities is known.
Shutting the book Harry looked up to find Conan flying in front of him, 'Find anything?'
'Yes...I've had my share of a rabbit...'
Harry winced, 'Disgusting...but I'm sure you found it delightful...'
The lion nodded.
"How old are you?" asked Harry verbally this time.
'Two weeks today...'
"I see..." Harry tapped the book quietly; he'd nearly be fully grown when he left for Hogwarts. "You'll have to stay in my room while we're getting on the train to Hogwarts. You'll be able to come out during the trip though..." Harry referred to the room in his trunk.
'Fine with me...' said Conan quietly.
"You can stay down here I have something I need to take care of..." Harry climbed out of the room, tossing the book on his bed it picked up a bit of scrap parchment and wrote to St. Mungos about the body. Harry planned on burying it today. Asking them to send it to O'Klan hill in Ireland at ten in the morning Harry looked up to find Hedwig in her cage. "Hey Hedwig I have a job for you." He pat the feathers on the top over he head before tying the letter to her leg, "Take this to St. Mungos would you..." quietly Hedwig took off and left through the open window.
Turning back around Harry found Conan had emerged from the trunk on his own and Alix had come up on his own as well just a moment before.
Hungry Harry told the two to stay in his room or to venture down into the trunk if they wanted and let to fix himself something to eat. It was already nine and he had and hour until he needed to get to the O'Klan hill. All he had to do was shower after he ate then dress and leave. He'd take Conan with, he didn't want to bring Alix out just yet.
In five minutes Harry had an assortment of fruit on his plate to eat. Sitting down at the table in his normal seat he realized he hadn't seen any of his relatives. Faintly he could hear the tube on in the sitting room. Finishing his breakfast at leisure Harry washed his dish and went to take a shower.
By 9:36 Harry was out of the shower and dressed in casual khaki pants and a black form fitting shirt (he had bought proper clothes the summer before). Closing his trunk Harry reopened it to his practice room. Picking up his weapons he only left behind the bow and arrows on the proper rack.
In his room he closed the trunk once more. Harry strapped two daggers to his upper left arm in one holster, and another at his ankle under his pant leg. Next Harry strapped on the sword and then figured out how to attach the twin long knives. Slipping his arms through the proper parts of the holster the leather felt like a second skin when he moved, it was nice. Picking up the cloak he threw it over his shoulders (as it is armless), everything was hidden about him. Quietly Harry clasped the cloak and picked up his wand and stuffed it in a secure spot on the sword's scabbard. Next Harry picked up his new staff and smiled slightly.
"Conan?" the lion looked up, "Meet you there..." with that Harry vanished to the O'Klan hill and soon Conan arrived after him. Harry found himself in a small grave yard on top of a hill. Looking across the land Harry smiled, it was his first time in Ireland. Looking up at the over cast skies Harry found the site where he was to bury Conan. It was already marked. A tombstone that was half occupied by Conan's wife's information stood so it was at the head of the center of where both coffins would be. Quietly Harry pulled out his wand and began the process of unearthing the dirt, but found it easier then he was expecting. Once he pulled off the top layer there was already a cleared space that had been left a foot below the surface. Several pops sounded as the people from St. Mungo's appeared.
"Thank you..." Harry turned around to find four men holding a black polished coffin. "I'll take care of it from here."
The four men nodded and vanished with multiple pops.
Levitating the coffin Harry placed it over the burial site, "Rest in Peace..." Harry smiled slightly as he let it slowly lower into the hole. Not being a religious man really he found that the only appropriate thing to say. Returning the dirt to where he had taken it from the area looked like Conan had been dead for years.
Harry sat under the tree that shaded the graves and thought. Conan only interrupted him once while he sat in silence. At twelve Harry stood again and gathered Conan in his arms and disapparated to Diagon Alley early, he still had an hour until his friends would show up. Sitting down in a bench across from his store Harry rubbed his eyes; his head hurt so bad, he had the feeling this was part of his changing.
Looking up at the dark store Harry swore he saw something move. Standing Harry removed the lock he had put on the door and walked in, cursing the chimes on the top of the entrance that alerted his coming. Not to his surprise Harry found Draco with his back to him near the desk. "Oh so you've come to steal from a dead man?" asked Harry venomously.
Draco wheeled around surprised and looked at the very angry Harry who had his wand raised and the candles lit. Casually Harry put the wand where he kept it in the sword scabbard and pulled out the fingerless glove that belonged to the sphere. Slipping that on his left hand he pulled his wand back out with his right.
Draco smirked at Harry, "A dead man doesn't own anything..."
"You'd never know who does after him." Said Harry raising his staff to grip it with both hands, his right hand held both his wand and the staff. "Empty your pockets of what you've taken Draco." Said Harry stepping forward, "Or will I have to help?" he threatened.
"What will you make me?" Draco laughed.
"By right Draco I own this store so therefore you are stealing from me. If you do not empty your pockets now I will be forced to do it for you."
Now Draco had realized Harry was being serious, eyeing Harry curiously he put a hand in his pocket and pulled out his wand quickly and pointed it at the unexpected Harry. "Do you really expect me to let you do that Potter?"
"No of course not." Said Harry smirking, quickly he brought up the end of his staff that had been to the floor, hitting Draco's elbow his wand went flying. Harry brought the staffs end up to Draco's throat. "Empty your pockets." Hissed Harry.
Draco looked at Harry surprised and tried moving back to release some of the pressure of the staff on his throat but Harry followed. Pulling out one object from his pocket he set it on the counter beside him.
Harry's headache flared suddenly catching him off guard and making him reel back from the force.
Draco who had been expecting anything but something like that to happen, and made a leap for his wand once he recovered from the shock, but yelled out in pain as claws dug into his out stretched hand. Conan growled deeply at the surprised Draco before picking up Draco's wand in his mouth and taking flight and landing calmly beside Harry who was down on his knees in pain.
Taking this as his chance Draco grabbed a nearby staff and approached Harry.
Throwing off his glasses Harry rose so his back was straight and moved to get to his knees but a staff was jabbed harshly into his stomach throwing him on to his back. Harry looked up at Draco standing over him, he could see! His sight was perfect, but he saw more then just that.
Two pops sounded behind Harry making Draco pause and looked up.
"Harry!" yelled a familiar voice.
"Expelliarmus!" bellowed another familiar voice, "You know Harry these bracelets are quiet useful."
Harry looked up to see Ron catch the flying staff before it hit something. "Thanks." Sitting up once more Harry rubbed his ribs.
"I'll be back Potter." Hissed an unhappy Draco before disappearing with a pop.
"How did you know to come here?" asked Harry standing.
"Well the bracelets you know...They glow red and kind of give you a slight shock when someone is in trouble." Said Hermione looking at the now blue circular stone.
"Oh...So it just kind of lead you to me."
Ron and Hermione nodded together.
"Where's Gin?"
Ron laughed lightly, "Ah well she's in the shower so we just came on our own..."
"I see." Harry laughed, "Ok well this is where I intended to bring you...You're half an hour early because of Draco."
"How'd you know to come Harry?" asked Hermione bending down and picking up Harry's glasses and handing them to him.
"Oh I just got here early after burying Conan. When I looked through the window I saw something move so I came in..." he shrugged as he folded his glasses and stuffed them in the only pocket on the cloak.
"Where did you get that Harry?" asked Ron just now noticing the cloak, "It looks expensive..."
"Here..." stated Harry, "When I first met Conan he practically threw the cloak in my arms because when I touched it well...it looked like this after I touched it."
Hermione raised her eyebrows and started to look around the room but stopped, "Why aren't you wearing your glasses?"
"I erm..." Harry struggled to explain.
"Did you get contacts?" asked Hermione with a smile.
"Yeah..." Harry nodded with a smile as he lied remembering that he wasn't to tell them about his changing just yet.
"You look good."
Harry blushed and avoided the glare he received from Ron, "Thanks."
After a minute of them standing in silence Ron glanced at the thing Draco had put on the desk, "What's this?" he reached out to touch it.
"Don't touch it!" yelled Harry suddenly receiving a look of slight annoyance from Ron and a surprised one from Hermione. Pulling out the glowing ball Harry let it float to the object. Harry had seen a black haze around the small pendant, when the glowing ball came in contact with the pendent the haze slowly disappeared into the glowing ball; it floated in it for a moment before vanishing as the ball reduced the spell to energy. "Ok you can touch it..." Harry sighed in relief.
"What was that about?" asked Ron picking up the pendant.
"Er...There was dark magic on it..."
"There was what?" asked Hermione astonished before edging away from something she was about to pick up.
"Draco put a curse or hex on it of some sort before setting it there..."
"Oh..." came both of their voices, Hermione sighed in relief and Ron just looked at the thing curiously before setting it back down.
With that done Ginny appeared out of no where, "Ok so you guys just decided to leave me behind..." she glared at Hermione and Ron with her hands on her hips.
"Oh! No Harry was in trouble we need to come help him." Rushed Hermione not wanting her friend to hold a grudge against her for something like that.
Quietly Ginny nodded as she glanced at Harry who had the glowing ball still suspended above his hand, she looked back at him "Did you get contacts?"
"Yep."
"Looks good."
"Thanks." Harry smiled slightly avoiding Ron's look again.
"What the bloody hell are contacts?"
"Never mind Ron..." sighed Hermione looking around again.
"But-"
"Never mind Ron." Rang the other three voices making Ron glower annoyed.
Conan leapt up on to the desk Draco's wand still in his mouth, which he spat out on the desk and it vanished on its own.
Harry smiled at Conan, "Thanks for the help back there."
'No problem...'
"Ok I brought you guys here to look around and see if there is anything you'd like..."
The three simultaneously let their jaws drop, they hadn't been expecting that exactly.
"Ok I'd ask you though to not drool on anything." Harry smiled.
"You're joking right?" asked Ron.
Harry shook his head, "Just look around for a bit."
The three complied and started to look around.
As Hermione walked past the rack of staffs one of them gave off a faint glow as Harry watched. Walking over to Hermione he picked up to staff and put it in her hands. "It likes you." He joked as the staff gave off a short glow before subsiding now in Hermione's hand.
"Oh...ok..." she looked at the staff and carried it as she started to look around herself.
As Harry walked past Ginny she looked over at him, "Have you gotten anything from here?"
"Yeah." Harry indicated to the cloak and then pulled it back to reveal his sword.
"O-oh..." Ginny looked back down at a silver wand. Moving the glass box it was contained it she picked it up and gave it a small wave, a spiral of wind followed.
"Keep it Ginny." Said Harry glancing back, he had felt to presence of the magic.
"I couldn't possibly..."
"Yes you could...Keep looking, anything that attracts your attention check it out. I might turn out it finds itself to belong to you." He said the last part to them all.
When Harry came upon Ron he was holding a broad sword that was in a brown sheath. He looked up at a wall that had a verity of different things up and down it. From the corner Harry looked at the room, the entrance was down the wall on his left along with the desk and closest to him was a door. On his right was the wall lined with swords. In the far corner by the windows were the staffs and from that corner and to the corner on his right were many relics and things lining the wall. In the middle of the room were three large wooden blocks that held an assortment of different things.
Looking back at the door on his left he glanced at the others before going through. The room on the other side was dark at first but then it suddenly lit with a pure light. Harry leaned back against the door. Before him in the small room were a glass cases holding sets that looked remarkably like the one he owned and was currently wearing. There were different in slight ways; there were four. One was of the purest white, another black, one of the purest white, and the last was a slate gray.
In front of these cases, suspended in mid air were five different things: a blood red egg, a potion bottle, a pure lily, a black feather, and silver bands.
Harry looked up as a gold ball came floating down, it pause before him, and then went crashing to the ground.
A smoky form of Conan rose up muttering something...
Four to unite the separate, one to unite them all...
The Dragon, The Lion, The Unicorns, The Tiger
The Bold, The Leader, The Elf, The Intelligence, The Cunning
With that Conan's smoky form slowly vanished.
Taking a deep breath Harry thought of what Conan had just said, it wasn't that complicated but...still...Why was he hearing it? Turning Harry left the room and found the others staring at him.
"Where have you been?" asked Hermione looking up from the things in her arms.
"In there..." said Harry fading off as he used his thumb to direct their eyes to the door behind him. "Have everything?" he smiled looking at Hermione's fairly full arms.
Hermione smiled slightly, "Well they all seemed to glow when I got near them...so I just picked them up."
"Well if you want to look through them you can use the desk..."
Looking at Ron and Ginny he found they had less items then Hermione, but they seemed to be a bit more reluctant to do anything.
Ron was looking at a dagger almost longingly in his hands, he started to set it down but Harry's own hand stopped him, "Keep it...You'll repay me in the end." He touched Ron's shoulder as he went around to where Ginny was holding up a curious looking cube.
"Did you know this crystal conducts magic like five wands together? Why don't they make wands out of it?"
"If it conducts magic like that it may become too much of a crutch..." said Harry kind of automatically surprising himself.
"Really..." Ginny set it down again and picked up a different looking device that was circular. Putting pressure on the center, two blades shot out. Both Harry's and Ginny's eyebrows rose in surprise, "Interesting..." Ginny picked up a bag of them, "I'll take these." She smiled at Harry before retracting the blades on the first on and dropping in the bag and moving to look around more.
"Harry do you suppose these wands will work for us?" asked Hermione from across the room as she looked at the white wand in her hand.
"Give it a wave and find out."
When Hermione did a glow emitted from the end of the wand blinding everyone slightly but her. "Oh I guess they will."
Harry didn't say anything about it as he thought about what he had seen in the other room. Quietly Harry picked up a pendent that was of a dragon's head, two unicorns- one black and one white, a white tiger and a black lion. Blinking Harry stuffed it in his pants pocket and looked up at the others. Ron was still looking around.
Glancing down at his watch it was now near one-thirty. Harry leaned back deep in thought, if they were indeed part of the prophesy who was the fifth. Who else would have the qualities, an elf. "Amaya..." said Harry quietly.
"What about her?" asked Ron who was looking at some staffs beside him.
"I'll be right back guys I need to check something out really quick." With that he vanished.
The three looked at each other confused, "Something in that room is making him think..."
"What makes you think that Hermione?" asked Ron looking up from a gray staff.
"He's been acting differently ever since he's left there..."
"What's this?" Ginny was pointing to a bag amongst the things Hermione had picked up changing the subject she hadn't really been paying attention to.
"It's a kind of powder...I think its sleeping powder or something of the sort." She picked up the black pouch quietly.
"Hmm..." Ginny set her things down beside Hermione and went to look through the store some more.
Shortly Harry reappeared and soon Amaya followed looking highly confused.
"No offense or anything Amaya...But what is she doing here?" asked Ron.
Amaya raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything as she picked up a white pouch which she opened to find a different kind of powder. Setting that down she picked up something else, a dagger this time. It had a wicked, deadly curve to it. Brushing back a strand of long black hair she began to roam around the store while Harry vanished into the room again.
Leaning against the door like before Harry shielded his eyes as the pure light restored itself. Looking at the four sets once more he sighed, how was he going to tell his three best friends and his new acquaintance that they were all part of a prophesy to bring the separated together, and just who the separated were he didn't know. But that was what they were to do. Then what were the five things floating right there in front of him.
Harry's thoughts were interrupted when he nearly fell backwards as the door was pulled open, instead he just stumbled back so that he was surrounded by the four of them.
"What the..." Ron stepped into the room and looked at the four well kept sets with wide eyes. The other three soon followed, only Amaya didn't seem to have the look of shock on her face.
Harry watched as the all stopped in front of one without realizing it. Ron was closest and standing in front of the gray set, Hermione in front of the pure white, Ginny the black, and Amaya the silver. With everyone that was part of the prophesy in the room the once floating objects all floated to their owners. The egg to Ron, the potion bottle to Harry, the white lily to Hermione, the black feather to Amaya, and the silver bands to Ginny, they each took them quietly then their eyes trained on Harry.
"Well..." he sighed, "We're all part of a prophesy..." He leaned against the door frame holding the potion bottle. Quietly he told them of the prophesy that Conan had made.
They were all quiet in shock for a few minutes after.
Harry looked at them each in silence, "Now that we have that on our minds to think about do you guys think you could help me figure out how to put wards up on this place so Draco can't get in here again..."
The four of them laughed slightly and nodded. In thirty minutes Amaya had explained and performed an apparition ward on the shop. She explained others to Harry and helped him put them up. He had only had a rudimentary understanding of them because he had only read a little about them. It seemed though that Amaya was quite skilled at them.
Ginny looked at Harry when they were done, "So do we just take those things in that other room?" she rotated the two silver bands in her hands.
Harry nodded, "Each of you take the one that draws you. Gosh we're going to have a hell of a year next year..." he sighed.
Amaya, who had been standing beside him laughed, "You've seen worse." She squeezed his shoulder as she moved past him to the other room.
They all left, the four went back to Grimwauld Place while Harry went back to private drive last. Once he arrived he dropped on to the bed and dropped the few things he had taken from the shop himself on the floor and sighed heavily. The pressure was starting to get to him. A prophesy of death and a prophesy of hope, becoming a sorcerer, and the world depended on him. Picking up his pillow his shoved his face into it before letting out a very loud screaming that made things in London crack as his magic flared with his emotion.
With that Harry swayed and fell back. Half on and half off the bed he was still; even as Conan arrived in a small pop and pawed at his hair he did not move. Curling up beside Harry's hand Conan watched Harry quietly as the transformation continued within him.
A/N: Ok I shall end it there...if I were to write more it'd be forever long! Now I must say Monday I'll hopefully get chapter five up and after that everything will be slow moving because band starts up on Tuesday sighs so I probably won't get much time to write, a lot of time to day dream though! I hope this chapter made sense to you guys...if something is hazy let me know! I got it all up in a day (amazingly) so some of it may seem a little rushed. Well I feel its rushed because I got it done in one day...but well I hope you guys like it!
Upcoming: Harry will become an animagus and maybe something more...then off to school where the chaos begins!