Phoenix of Legend
Disclaimer: All characters and subject matter appearing herein are the copyrighted © creations of J. K. Rowling and Warner Bros., and are borrowed for the purposes of this fan fiction. No money in any form was earned in its production.
Yana: When will Harry escape? Read and find out! Glad you liked Harry shouting in Malfoy's ear, the chapter needed some sort of humour.
Raven Dragonclaw: I know what you mean, and it's true, poor Harry. I feel sorry for the guy. As for who made the potion and what will happen, you will have to wait to find out.
LiLCoUnTrYgUrL: Sorry about the spelling errors. I'm trying my hardest! Glad you liked my poetry. If you want to read more of it check them out at www.Fictionpress.net and look under the pen name Griff_Star2000.
Momo: Glad you like my story and THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU so much for wanting to be my Beta! Did I mention THANK YOU!
Loser Kid 18: Glad you like it and keep reading!
Master Elora Dannan: Glad you like it and I'm going as fast as I can. Sorry about the long wait for the last chapter.
Writrchika: Glad you like the fic and I am SO sorry about any spelling errors!
Star Mage: BINGO! We have a winner!
Author's note: I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Star Mage for guessing the correct answer! Congratulations! Hope you like this chapter. Lets see what that 'Fire' has done to poor Harry.
Chapter 5 - Up In Flames
It had been a month since the abduction of the Boy-Who-Lived and people where loosing hope, the attacks by Death Eaters seemed to increase as the days went by. The new school year had just begun the day before at Hogwarts. The inhabitants of the school where subdued but none more so than the students of Gryffindor House. The Gryffindors seemed to ignore everyone except each other and their professors.
Even Hermione would only answer questions if she was asked, otherwise she would looked out the windows and remember happier times with her friends. Ron wasn't doing any better as he too took to looking for ways to occupy his mind and remember the good old times with his friends Harry and Hermione. The teacher were not fairing any better than the Gryffindors, Dumbledore in particular.
For weeks he had been planning to get Harry back, he had gathered as much information as possible from his spies and the Order members where ready to go. However time was against them with the start of the school year and the teachers could no longer help with the planning. Dumbledore had finally made his decision, whether they where ready or not, that night Harry would be free. As the evening feast was finishing up, Dumbledore rose to his feet to meet the Order members in his office.
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"Black, sit your mangy butt down before I make you! Your incessant pacing is driving me nuts!" Yelled Snape as he lunged for Sirius Black.
"Would you both cease and desist this instant!" Cried Minerva McGonagall as the escaped convict and the greasy potion's teacher looked at her like two students caught out of bounds late at night.
Dumbledore could only snicker at them before turning serious once more. Thanks to Severus' spying, they where currently sitting outside of an old abandoned castle that was being used for Voldemort's latest lair.
"If you are both finished. There are certain things that must be resolved first, then you may attack each other's throats." Came the exasperated reply of Arabella Figg, an operative for the Order and is secretly Harry's old baby-sitter, old Mrs. Figg. While she was chastising them for their childish behaviour Dumbledore was looking at his planetary watch. Just as one of the planets reached a certain point he raised his hand for silence.
"The time has come. Is everyone ready?" Silent nods where Dumbledore's only reply. "Good, the other operatives are in place, it is time we put this plan into action."
Each agent had a grim but determined look upon their face as they looked to the distant castle that held captive the hope of the Wizarding World. The operatives around Dumbledore started to head out under the cover of darkness towards the dark foreboding castle.
'Hang in there Harry! Where coming for you.' Thought Sirius as he took the lead.
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Pain. Pain was all he felt as he returned to consciousness. He tried moving his head only to hiss out in even more pain and feel the beginnings of a headache. Little by little he managed to get himself in a sitting position as pain coursed through his body. As he opened his eyes his surroundings seemed blurry. He felt around for his glasses only to find them sitting on the bridge of his nose. He experimented a little as he took off his glasses to see every thing as clear as day then replacing them on his face and seeing the world as a big blurry mess.
'Only in the Wizarding World! Things just keep getting weirder and weirder.' Thought Harry as he looked around his cell with a growing complaint from his body at the movements.
Even under the protest of his limbs, Harry rose to his feet and realised with a start that his broken bones where completely healed and his pain was starting to fade. However, the headache that came with the movements of his head was not going to fade right away. Forgetting about the pain he still felt, he walked over to the barred window and realised that it was night, early dawn.
Raking a hand threw his unruly hair; Harry thought about the potion that Voldemort had made him drink. He knew it couldn't have been poison because it tasted awful. Poisons where meant to be sweet so the victim would consume more of it. The potion he drank reminded him of sweaty gym socks. The memory of the taste was almost enough to make him vomit.
Sitting down on the bed, Harry moved to rest against the wall of his cell when he felt something feathery on his back. Slowly and cautiously, he turned his head to peer over his shoulder at what looked to be a pair of crimson wings trimmed with raven black coloured feathers. He could only stare in shock at them before he found his voice and let loose an ear piercing yell. Unfortunately his yell of surprise brought forth two Death Eaters that where guarding his cell.
One of the Death Eaters came forward and spoke with nothing but disgust towards Harry. "Well, well. Looks like sleeping beauty finally woke up."
"To bad he's in for a world of hurt for waking us up. You hear that you little miserable excuse for a wizard." Replied the other masked man.
"Lets teach him a lesson he won't soon forget. Maybe the Master won't mind if we have a lit. " An earth shattering blast rocked the castle walls interrupting his next words.
"What was that?!"
"Not sure." Another blast rocked the cavernous prison cells. Sudden realisation dawned on the Death Eater. "Where under attack! Lets get the kid and get out of here!"
They approached Harry as one like a hunter stalking its prey. One thing was certain, Harry was no ones prey and he would fight them tooth and nail before he went with them again. The blast continued to rock the castle giving Harry the hope that he would finally be rescued. As the Death Eaters got closer it seemed to Harry that his skin was itching with a weird burning sensation.
As the two Death Eaters continued to approach him, the all too familiar 'Fire' returned. However, this time it didn't burn him, instead it seemed to welcome and comfort him. Almost like an old friend would. In defence of the Death Eaters, Harry closed his eyes and raised his hands to stop their attacks on him. As he raised his hands Harry could hear a faint but clear song as the 'Fire' travelled threw him. Soon all he heard where the cries of pain from the Death Eaters. He opened his eyes at the sudden cries to find smouldering piles of ashes where his tormentors should have been.
He stood in shock before another blast made him realise that he was not safe. He rose to his feet and took off through the open door and down the corridor at a startling speed. It was as if time stood still as he ran through the corridors. Death Eaters and prisoners alike stood motionless as he traveled among them like a ghost. At his startling pace, he reached the exit or what he hoped to be the exit in relatively no time. With some difficulty he managed to pull the door open. As he slowed down things seemed to speed up around him.
Screams and the sound of the blasts hitting the castle came back to him full force as he made his way outside. A massacre would be the only thing that could describe the scene that lay before his eyes. Blood covered everything from the trees to the ground, cries of pain filled the sky and bodies littered the once lush green grass that covered the ground. A dragon fired a blast of fire that rocked the castle. He looked up to see at least five dragons in the air with riders on them. All around him Death Eaters and people clad in gold and crimson robes fought.
A blast of fire shot overhead and he could feel the heat. Harry immediately started to run away from the castle as the blast connected with a wall showering the surrounding area with debris. He didn't know where he was going but he knew that it would be safer than where he currently was. He dodged stray curses and hexes as he made his way towards safety. The voices of Death Eaters all around him forced him to halt his trek and hide in some nearby bushes. A stray curse flew close enough to shower him with debris before he could hear the voice of one of the Death Eaters clearly. It was Lucius Malfoy. He and Sirius Black were engaged in combat.
"What's the matter Black? Afraid you won't be able to finish off the last Potter yourself?"
"What have you done with Harry you piece of." Malfoy interrupted him by hurling a nasty spell. Sirius had just enough time to dodge.
"Watch it Black! Your nasty little remark could of hurt my feelings." Malfoy replied mockingly as he threw another spell his way just as Sirius fired one of his own. The two spells collided sending both fighters to the ground.
Malfoy was the first to recover as he got to his feet. Before Sirius could move Malfoy cursed him with the Cruciatus curse. Harry watched on in horror as his godfather cried out in pain. His brain kept telling him to do something, but his body wasn't responding.
"I think it's time I put this stray mutt down. Goodbye Black, say hello to Lily and James for me. Avada Kadavra!"
"NOOOOO!"
Harry's cry made both Malfoy and Sirius look his way. Before he new what was happening his body got into action and he ran towards his godfather. As he was running the 'Fire' came back full force and engulfed him in flames. Unable to control his movements, Harry placed himself in front of Sirius and the killing curse. He spread his wings upon impact with the curse as the flames seemed to absorb it. Lucius stared on in shock and disbelief as Harry gathered the power from the curse and reflected the killing curse back on him. Lucius Malfoy was dead before he even hit the ground.
Task accomplished, the 'Fire' surrounding Harry disappeared. Sirius stared in bafflement and disbelief as Harry threatened to topple over at any minute. Sirius rose to his feet as Harry turned to face him. Harry opened his mouth to talk to Sirius but ended up falling into his godfather's arms.
"Harry? What, how.?" Sirius was puzzled. The strange creature that he clutched in his arms couldn't be Harry; could it? Harry looked up to his godfather's confused face and spoke.
"Sirius. are you all right?" Harry felt so weak and tired. He just wanted to sleep in his godfather's arms.
"Harry don't worry, I'll get you back to Hogwarts." At that point Harry had fallen asleep, too tired to stay awake.
"Albus! Albus where are you?! I have Harry, lets get out of here!"
Nearby Order members heard his yells and upon informing others close by apparated back to Hogwarts for medical attention. Sirius held onto Harry like his life depended on it and apparated back to Hogwarts. All over the battlefield Order members apparated and Death Eaters ran for cover as the castle was bombarded with more blasts of fire from the dragons before they too fled the battlefield. Voldemort's cry of outrage could be heard as the castle went up in flames.
Author's note: I AM SO SORRY!!! It took me so long to post because I had to do some stupid government testing last week. As well as an English essay, a Politics project and an Art project during the weekend. I am STILL working on those projects and the essay. It may be awhile before I can update this story. So please be patient with me. You have my sincere apologies in advance for the long wait of the next chapter. SORRY!
Anyway, Harry's changing, but for the better or for the worst? What will his friends and Sirius think? Will the Harry bashing never end? (Probably not!) Yeah! Lucius Malfoy got what was coming to him. How will Draco react to the death of his father?
Next chapter: Enter Hogwarts! Madam Pomfrey WILL NOT be happy! (Can you blame her?) Plus Harry gets to see the full results of his transformation. Till next time Read and Review!
Griff_Star2000
Disclaimer: All characters and subject matter appearing herein are the copyrighted © creations of J. K. Rowling and Warner Bros., and are borrowed for the purposes of this fan fiction. No money in any form was earned in its production.
Yana: When will Harry escape? Read and find out! Glad you liked Harry shouting in Malfoy's ear, the chapter needed some sort of humour.
Raven Dragonclaw: I know what you mean, and it's true, poor Harry. I feel sorry for the guy. As for who made the potion and what will happen, you will have to wait to find out.
LiLCoUnTrYgUrL: Sorry about the spelling errors. I'm trying my hardest! Glad you liked my poetry. If you want to read more of it check them out at www.Fictionpress.net and look under the pen name Griff_Star2000.
Momo: Glad you like my story and THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU so much for wanting to be my Beta! Did I mention THANK YOU!
Loser Kid 18: Glad you like it and keep reading!
Master Elora Dannan: Glad you like it and I'm going as fast as I can. Sorry about the long wait for the last chapter.
Writrchika: Glad you like the fic and I am SO sorry about any spelling errors!
Star Mage: BINGO! We have a winner!
Author's note: I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Star Mage for guessing the correct answer! Congratulations! Hope you like this chapter. Lets see what that 'Fire' has done to poor Harry.
Chapter 5 - Up In Flames
It had been a month since the abduction of the Boy-Who-Lived and people where loosing hope, the attacks by Death Eaters seemed to increase as the days went by. The new school year had just begun the day before at Hogwarts. The inhabitants of the school where subdued but none more so than the students of Gryffindor House. The Gryffindors seemed to ignore everyone except each other and their professors.
Even Hermione would only answer questions if she was asked, otherwise she would looked out the windows and remember happier times with her friends. Ron wasn't doing any better as he too took to looking for ways to occupy his mind and remember the good old times with his friends Harry and Hermione. The teacher were not fairing any better than the Gryffindors, Dumbledore in particular.
For weeks he had been planning to get Harry back, he had gathered as much information as possible from his spies and the Order members where ready to go. However time was against them with the start of the school year and the teachers could no longer help with the planning. Dumbledore had finally made his decision, whether they where ready or not, that night Harry would be free. As the evening feast was finishing up, Dumbledore rose to his feet to meet the Order members in his office.
*********
"Black, sit your mangy butt down before I make you! Your incessant pacing is driving me nuts!" Yelled Snape as he lunged for Sirius Black.
"Would you both cease and desist this instant!" Cried Minerva McGonagall as the escaped convict and the greasy potion's teacher looked at her like two students caught out of bounds late at night.
Dumbledore could only snicker at them before turning serious once more. Thanks to Severus' spying, they where currently sitting outside of an old abandoned castle that was being used for Voldemort's latest lair.
"If you are both finished. There are certain things that must be resolved first, then you may attack each other's throats." Came the exasperated reply of Arabella Figg, an operative for the Order and is secretly Harry's old baby-sitter, old Mrs. Figg. While she was chastising them for their childish behaviour Dumbledore was looking at his planetary watch. Just as one of the planets reached a certain point he raised his hand for silence.
"The time has come. Is everyone ready?" Silent nods where Dumbledore's only reply. "Good, the other operatives are in place, it is time we put this plan into action."
Each agent had a grim but determined look upon their face as they looked to the distant castle that held captive the hope of the Wizarding World. The operatives around Dumbledore started to head out under the cover of darkness towards the dark foreboding castle.
'Hang in there Harry! Where coming for you.' Thought Sirius as he took the lead.
**********
Pain. Pain was all he felt as he returned to consciousness. He tried moving his head only to hiss out in even more pain and feel the beginnings of a headache. Little by little he managed to get himself in a sitting position as pain coursed through his body. As he opened his eyes his surroundings seemed blurry. He felt around for his glasses only to find them sitting on the bridge of his nose. He experimented a little as he took off his glasses to see every thing as clear as day then replacing them on his face and seeing the world as a big blurry mess.
'Only in the Wizarding World! Things just keep getting weirder and weirder.' Thought Harry as he looked around his cell with a growing complaint from his body at the movements.
Even under the protest of his limbs, Harry rose to his feet and realised with a start that his broken bones where completely healed and his pain was starting to fade. However, the headache that came with the movements of his head was not going to fade right away. Forgetting about the pain he still felt, he walked over to the barred window and realised that it was night, early dawn.
Raking a hand threw his unruly hair; Harry thought about the potion that Voldemort had made him drink. He knew it couldn't have been poison because it tasted awful. Poisons where meant to be sweet so the victim would consume more of it. The potion he drank reminded him of sweaty gym socks. The memory of the taste was almost enough to make him vomit.
Sitting down on the bed, Harry moved to rest against the wall of his cell when he felt something feathery on his back. Slowly and cautiously, he turned his head to peer over his shoulder at what looked to be a pair of crimson wings trimmed with raven black coloured feathers. He could only stare in shock at them before he found his voice and let loose an ear piercing yell. Unfortunately his yell of surprise brought forth two Death Eaters that where guarding his cell.
One of the Death Eaters came forward and spoke with nothing but disgust towards Harry. "Well, well. Looks like sleeping beauty finally woke up."
"To bad he's in for a world of hurt for waking us up. You hear that you little miserable excuse for a wizard." Replied the other masked man.
"Lets teach him a lesson he won't soon forget. Maybe the Master won't mind if we have a lit. " An earth shattering blast rocked the castle walls interrupting his next words.
"What was that?!"
"Not sure." Another blast rocked the cavernous prison cells. Sudden realisation dawned on the Death Eater. "Where under attack! Lets get the kid and get out of here!"
They approached Harry as one like a hunter stalking its prey. One thing was certain, Harry was no ones prey and he would fight them tooth and nail before he went with them again. The blast continued to rock the castle giving Harry the hope that he would finally be rescued. As the Death Eaters got closer it seemed to Harry that his skin was itching with a weird burning sensation.
As the two Death Eaters continued to approach him, the all too familiar 'Fire' returned. However, this time it didn't burn him, instead it seemed to welcome and comfort him. Almost like an old friend would. In defence of the Death Eaters, Harry closed his eyes and raised his hands to stop their attacks on him. As he raised his hands Harry could hear a faint but clear song as the 'Fire' travelled threw him. Soon all he heard where the cries of pain from the Death Eaters. He opened his eyes at the sudden cries to find smouldering piles of ashes where his tormentors should have been.
He stood in shock before another blast made him realise that he was not safe. He rose to his feet and took off through the open door and down the corridor at a startling speed. It was as if time stood still as he ran through the corridors. Death Eaters and prisoners alike stood motionless as he traveled among them like a ghost. At his startling pace, he reached the exit or what he hoped to be the exit in relatively no time. With some difficulty he managed to pull the door open. As he slowed down things seemed to speed up around him.
Screams and the sound of the blasts hitting the castle came back to him full force as he made his way outside. A massacre would be the only thing that could describe the scene that lay before his eyes. Blood covered everything from the trees to the ground, cries of pain filled the sky and bodies littered the once lush green grass that covered the ground. A dragon fired a blast of fire that rocked the castle. He looked up to see at least five dragons in the air with riders on them. All around him Death Eaters and people clad in gold and crimson robes fought.
A blast of fire shot overhead and he could feel the heat. Harry immediately started to run away from the castle as the blast connected with a wall showering the surrounding area with debris. He didn't know where he was going but he knew that it would be safer than where he currently was. He dodged stray curses and hexes as he made his way towards safety. The voices of Death Eaters all around him forced him to halt his trek and hide in some nearby bushes. A stray curse flew close enough to shower him with debris before he could hear the voice of one of the Death Eaters clearly. It was Lucius Malfoy. He and Sirius Black were engaged in combat.
"What's the matter Black? Afraid you won't be able to finish off the last Potter yourself?"
"What have you done with Harry you piece of." Malfoy interrupted him by hurling a nasty spell. Sirius had just enough time to dodge.
"Watch it Black! Your nasty little remark could of hurt my feelings." Malfoy replied mockingly as he threw another spell his way just as Sirius fired one of his own. The two spells collided sending both fighters to the ground.
Malfoy was the first to recover as he got to his feet. Before Sirius could move Malfoy cursed him with the Cruciatus curse. Harry watched on in horror as his godfather cried out in pain. His brain kept telling him to do something, but his body wasn't responding.
"I think it's time I put this stray mutt down. Goodbye Black, say hello to Lily and James for me. Avada Kadavra!"
"NOOOOO!"
Harry's cry made both Malfoy and Sirius look his way. Before he new what was happening his body got into action and he ran towards his godfather. As he was running the 'Fire' came back full force and engulfed him in flames. Unable to control his movements, Harry placed himself in front of Sirius and the killing curse. He spread his wings upon impact with the curse as the flames seemed to absorb it. Lucius stared on in shock and disbelief as Harry gathered the power from the curse and reflected the killing curse back on him. Lucius Malfoy was dead before he even hit the ground.
Task accomplished, the 'Fire' surrounding Harry disappeared. Sirius stared in bafflement and disbelief as Harry threatened to topple over at any minute. Sirius rose to his feet as Harry turned to face him. Harry opened his mouth to talk to Sirius but ended up falling into his godfather's arms.
"Harry? What, how.?" Sirius was puzzled. The strange creature that he clutched in his arms couldn't be Harry; could it? Harry looked up to his godfather's confused face and spoke.
"Sirius. are you all right?" Harry felt so weak and tired. He just wanted to sleep in his godfather's arms.
"Harry don't worry, I'll get you back to Hogwarts." At that point Harry had fallen asleep, too tired to stay awake.
"Albus! Albus where are you?! I have Harry, lets get out of here!"
Nearby Order members heard his yells and upon informing others close by apparated back to Hogwarts for medical attention. Sirius held onto Harry like his life depended on it and apparated back to Hogwarts. All over the battlefield Order members apparated and Death Eaters ran for cover as the castle was bombarded with more blasts of fire from the dragons before they too fled the battlefield. Voldemort's cry of outrage could be heard as the castle went up in flames.
Author's note: I AM SO SORRY!!! It took me so long to post because I had to do some stupid government testing last week. As well as an English essay, a Politics project and an Art project during the weekend. I am STILL working on those projects and the essay. It may be awhile before I can update this story. So please be patient with me. You have my sincere apologies in advance for the long wait of the next chapter. SORRY!
Anyway, Harry's changing, but for the better or for the worst? What will his friends and Sirius think? Will the Harry bashing never end? (Probably not!) Yeah! Lucius Malfoy got what was coming to him. How will Draco react to the death of his father?
Next chapter: Enter Hogwarts! Madam Pomfrey WILL NOT be happy! (Can you blame her?) Plus Harry gets to see the full results of his transformation. Till next time Read and Review!
Griff_Star2000