The Rise of the Phoenix

Note from the authors: please note that this is our very first fan fiction. So please excuse any errors we may make. We are only human. We hope you enjoy. Read and Review. Thank you.

Disclaimer: Note that most of this story is our imagination at its best. There will be parts and characters from the imagination of a very talented J.K. Rowling. Enjoy!

The Ride Home

"You're not involved in this, you're not-"

"Get it Harry? We saw Uranus up close-ha ha ha-"

"DO NOT ATTACK! WE NEED THE PROPHECY!"

"SO SIRIUS DESERVED WHAT HE GOT, DID HE?"

"Harry, we'll have you away from there as soon as we can."

Harry's mind raced over his last few weeks at Hogwarts. He thought of Sirius and the others who were involved in these horrid events. The more he thought about it, the more painful it became. And to make matters worse, everything reminded him of Sirius. From people walking their dogs to veils on restaurant windows. Then he finally drifted off to sleep.

Sirius was laughing, "Come on, you can do better than that!" as he dodged another jet of red light. Harry could see his godfather's contorted face as he fell backwards into the ancient archway beyond. He could almost feel Lupin trying to hold him back.

"There's nothing you can do, Harry...nothing...he's gone...forever"

"HE-IS-NOT-DEAD!"

Harry awoke to find himself shouting and noticed his aunt and uncle looking at him puzzled. Then he turned to his left to see the horrified face of his enormous cousin Dudley. Apparently they had already reached Number Four Private Drive. He got out of the car and staggered dizzily to his room. He gently pulled Hedwig onto his desk, walked slowly to the window and opened it for her. Then he crawled into his bed and fell into a deep sleep. One without a dream to torment him.