Phoenix of Legend

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Chapter 16 – Too little, Too late

All right peoples, this chapter will be a little different then what you're all used to. Each different 'scene' will be in someone's point of view. I hope you all enjoy this. Reviews are now at the bottom of the story.

(Draco's point of view)

Sitting in the great hall at breakfast I couldn't help but look over at the strange creature that the Golden Boy had become. I found it funny that everything would end and begin anew with him. He would be the turning point in this war. That old fool Dumbledore was protecting the one thing that could destroy us all. I found the irony of it all funny and I couldn't help but chuckle a little, gaining strange stares from my fellow Slytherins.

I ignored them as I contemplated my role in the Dark Lord's plan. Was I really ready to accept my place as one of his Death Eaters? Mother seemed to think so.

Flashback

"You're late Draco."

"I'm sorry mother, but I couldn't get out of the castle till a little while ago." I said as I walked up to the clocked figure. I rested my broom against a tree trunk before looking around at my surroundings.

The Forbidden forest was rather silent. That was something that would normally make me worry; that is if I wasn't already preoccupied with my uneasy felling for this late meeting. Turning my attention back towards my mother, I tried to shake off the uneasy feeling.

"Take this Draco, my master said you would know what to do with it." She handed me a vile full of some strange potion. I looked up at mother with a questioning look as she also handed me a silk tissue baring the Malfoy crest.

"This portkey is set for tomorrow evening Draco, don't be late."

Before I could respond she had portkeyed away, leaving me all alone in a dark and creepy forest.

End Flashback

She expected so much of me, demanded that I be just like my father. But I didn't want to be like him, I never really did. But as a Slytherin, it was expected of me, of all Slytherins to follow the path of darkness.Goyle who chose that moment to try and get my attention snapped me out of my thoughts.

"What is it Goyle?" I demanded. Goyle's reply was to grunt and point towards the professors' table. Turning my gaze I noticed that Dumbledore was not seated with the other teachers. In fact, it seemed like almost all the teachers were absent from the hall. I turned back to look at Goyle giving him an affirmative nod.

This plan was working better then I had hoped it would. The teachers were preoccupied, that just left getting Potter alone. Most likely Mud Blood and Weasel wouldn't leave that freak's side anytime soon. I would just have to come up with a diversion.

This time it was Crabbe that shook me back to reality. I looked up just as Potter and his crew were getting up to leave the Great Hall. Plastering my traditional Malfoy smirk on my face, I got up to follow them. Crabbe and Goyle on my tail as usual.

(Sirius' point of view)

"Alright Snuffles, keep a low profile. You're a dog, act like one." Whispered Remus as we walked down the corridors of Hogwarts to reach the Headmaster's room.

Truth be told, it was Remus who was getting all the weird stares, not me. But I just rolled my eyes and kept walking. Don't get me wrong, Remus is the best friend anyone could ever ask for, but blending in is not one of his finer qualities. So Remus talking to me while I'm a dog was definitely something that was going to cause people to stare, even if you live in the Wizarding World.

Looking up to Remus I notice that he was still rambling on. He must be really worried about what we found, I mean even in our school days he was never this nervous. Winning a little I jumped up enough to grab his robe sleeve and pull him as fast as I could towards Dumbledore's chamber. This was going to be a long meeting; hopefully Snape wouldn't be there. One could only hope.

Once up in Dumbledore's office, we noticed that the old man was not at his desk. This could only mean that the meeting had started already. Seeing as I didn't have hands at the moment I couldn't exactly open the hidden door. Besides, I didn't want to risk getting caught. No Dumbledore meant no protection. That man seemed to know when someone was coming. Remus went towards one of the many bookcases in the office, and, pulling out one book moved the bookcase aside to reveal the entrance to the Order of the Phoenix.

As we walked down the winding stairway I transformed back to human. At once I regretted that decision as I got a face full of webs.

"Oh yuck! Dumbledore has got to get a house-elf to clean down here."

"That'll have to wait until later Padfoot. Right now we have to get to the meeting."

At the bottom of the stairs we came to a stop in front of a large wooden door, phoenixes in flight were engraved upon the wood. Summoning our courage we entered into the chaos known as the Main Order Headquarters.

All commotion seemed to stop as we entered. Looking from one end of the room to the next I noticed that most if not all members were present for this meeting, not good. Tonks was sitting next to Moody; Mundungus was busy pestering Molly Weasley, Arthur was trying to calm his wife, Bill Weasley was looking impatient and other people that I had never seen before were either sitting around the table or pacing the room. This was not going to be a pleasant meeting.

Minerva gave us a nod of greeting as we entered while Snape gave us his worst sneer; the one he usually reserves for Neville Longbottom when he blows something up. Looking at the man I can only remark on how greasy his hair is, that man has got to get a bath sometime this century. A quick jab to my side made me realise that I had been staring at Snape for some time. Suppressing my feeling of dread, I made my way to sit down beside Remus.

"Now that the convict and werewolf have returned we can get on with this meeting. What have you found out?" Snape, he never was one for pleasantries.

"It's just as you feared Headmaster. Voldemort has succeeded in getting his hands on the sorcerers' remains." Here Remus took a breath. "There's no telling what he could accomplish."

Whispers brook out in the meeting hall. This was not good.

"Albus we have to do something."

"Are you sure?"

"What are we going to do?"

"I always say 'constant vigilance'!" I had to laugh a little with that remark.

Dumbledore held up his hands and the room went quiet. Looking at each of us in turn, as his clear blue eyes turned to me I felt a shiver go down my spine. Albus just seemed to radiate power and authority. Remus took the opportunity to speak.

"Headmaster we have to get that sorcerers' remains back. Maybe if we – " Remus looked deep in thought as he tried to figure out a solution to our dilemma. Of course, sooner or later someone had to get impatient.

"What do you want us to do werewolf? Ask him nicely to return the mummified remains?" Snape. That grease ball never had anything nice to say and when he did, look out.

"Hey not a bad idea Snapy, we can send you to get it back." Nailed him there! No one talks to Remus like that.

"Do I look like your messenger boy mutt?"

"Well – "

"Sirius, drop it." Spoil sport. Snape look to Dumbledore as he spoke and got up to leave. Good riddance if you ask me.

"This is a complete waste of my time Headmaster. I have more important things to do than trade insults with a couple of mutts. Should you learn anything more please inform me, otherwise I will retire for the night."

"Why stop there? Life would be so much easier if you – oomph! Hey Remus what was that for?" When he hits you, it hurts.

"Enough is enough Sirius. Fighting with each other will get us nowhere." I hate it when he's right. Takes the fun out of insulting Snape, my one true passion in life.

"Humph. You know were to find me Headmaster."

"Yes, yes. Go on Severus. I think it is late enough, my, my – " Albus looked at his watch. "This meeting has lasted longer than I had perceived. I think it would be best to adjourn till this evening and continue the meeting then. Most of us have classes to teach. And others have people to visit."

Taking my cue to leave, I got up and dragged Remus to the Headmaster's room one more. Transforming into my canine form, I then raced from Albus' office.

"Padfoot! Wait up!" I gave Remus a canine grin as I kept running. Look out Harry here I come.

(Ron's point of view)

"Are you sure mate?" I asked as we left the Great Hall after breakfast.

"Yes, I'll be fine Ron. I just need to get a book for Defence class."

"Well, you had better hurry up or you'll be late. You know how much Professor Bellenmore hates it when people are late to class." Hermione has a way of stating the obvious without it sounding stupid. At lest I think she does.

"Yeah she can be a real bitc– "

"RON!"

"Well she can be!" Man, why does she always have to defend our teachers?

"Don't worry, I'll be right there." Said Harry.

"Well, if you're sure..." Interrupted Hermione.

"Go on." His smile seemed to reassure me, however Hermione looked a little doubtful.

Shrugging my shoulders I looked from Hermione to Harry, something was up. I am not dense like people seemed to think; I knew that something was going on. With a final look of unease Hermione took my hand and pulled me towards class. However, we never made it. Halfway there we were met with a familiar face, Remus Lupin and at his feet sat a large black grim-like dog.

"How have you two been?" Said Remus.

"We've been great. How about you and Snuffles?" I asked. I always find it funny that his cover name was Snuffles. I mean, who in their right mind would name their dog Snuffles?

"Perhaps we should move this conversation to a more private room?" Suggested Hermione as she glanced towards 'Snuffles' who was looking like he had to pee.

With a quick nod from Lupin, we walked just a little further down the corridor towards a small room no longer used for teaching. With the door closed, Sirius wasted no time in transforming back to human.

"Where's Harry?" Asked Sirius at once.

"We left him on our way to Defence. He said he needed a book for class." Said Hermione who, I noticed seemed to pale. "Ron we'll be late for class!" Figures.

"Don't worry Hermione you won't get in trouble." It seemed to calm her down just the tiniest bit.

"So you here on Order business?" I asked.

"Ye – ouch – uhm... I mean no?" Well, that answered my question. Thank you Sirius! Remus just gave an exasperated sigh.

"Way to go 'Snuffles'."

"Hey! It's not like they wouldn't have found out on their own. I mean we are either here on Order business or to visit Harry who seems to be taking an awfully long time to get one book."

"You know, he's right." I said. "Even I don't take this long and I try to drag it out... uh I mean I try to hurry up as fast as I can." I hurried to correct myself as Hermione's glare sent a shiver down my spine.

"What am I going to do with you Ronald Weasley?" Busted. I got the long name treatment, not good.

Of course if any female gives a man that treatment, my only suggestion is to run. Nothing good can come of it. Just then a loud scream tore me from my thoughts. It was coming from the hallway that we left Harry in. Wait, 'left Harry in'. Oh no... The two adults expressions changed from tired to worry in the blink of an eye.

"That was Harry's voice!" Yelled Sirius before he dashed out of the room in his dog form.

See, what did I tell you; nothing good would come of this.

(Harry's point of view)

"Don't worry, I'll be right there." 'I hope' I added in my head. Something was not right I could feel it. I had to get them to a safe place. It was like I was being followed by something dark, something with ill intentions...

"Well, if you're sure..." Interrupted Hermione. My heart froze, had she figured it out. Did she know that I knew something was wrong?

"Go on." I gave them a smile of what I hoped looked like reassurance. With a questioning look on Hermione's face both of my friends left for Defence. I waited until they were out of view before turning to face my pursuers.

"You can come out now, I know you're there." Three figures slowly made their way out of the shadows.

"Well done Potty. How long have you known?" Malfoy, I should have known.

"That doesn't matter. Now tell me, what do you want?"

"What I want doesn't matter anymore. Only my Lord's will matters."

With a nod both Crabbe and Goyle advanced on me, pinning me to the wall. Before I knew what was happening, Goyle had me trapped, my arms held tightly behind my back crushing my wings painfully. With a nod from Malfoy Crabbe moved to hit me in the gut, making me yell out in pain as the wind was knocked out of me.

"Well, well, well. Not so tough after all, are we Potty?" Taunted Malfoy. At that moment all I wanted to do was wipe that smirk off of his face. However, his taunting gave me the time needed to gather my breath.

"So you've become nothing more than a lackey? I had thought you would have chosen differently, but I see that I was wrong." I spat at him.

"You have no right to judge me Potter!" Yelled Malfoy.

"You have the choice to chose who you want to be Draco. It's never too late." I stated calmly.

"Easy for you to say, you're the Golden boy; a hero to everyone in the Wizarding World. I'm the son of Death Eaters! I don't have the luxury of choices, I only have orders to follow." Draco got a strange look in his eyes as his face drained of all emotions.

At that instant, I felt sympathy for the boy known as Draco Malfoy. It soon turned to pity, but also contempt and revulsion for what he had become. He was nothing more then a pawn in Voldemort's plans. Draco could have been so much more if not for Voldemort. It was just another reason to defeat that sick egotistical bastard.

Harry look out! Cried Corandell, but it was too late.

Looking back to Malfoy I was too slow to react. He had his wand out and had already fired his curse. I felt it hit me fully in the chest; I felt my arms and legs lock up. I realised to late that I was hit with the body bind curse. Still Goyle held me up, not willing to disappoint his leader. Why not petrify me I wondered, it would be so much easier that way. I would never see what was to come, unless he wanted me to see what was about to happen.

Before I had time to process a way of escape my hair was roughly grabbed and a vile liquid was poured down my throat. There was nothing I could do against him as I was forced to drink the vile stuff. Satisfied he released my hair, letting me fall to hard stone floor as he motioned for Goyle to let me go. Moving the only part of me that I could, I lifted my eyes to Draco's. What I saw truly terrified me.

The same gleam resided in his eyes, the one Voldemort got when he tortured innocent people. The one I had seen to many times in my nightmares. I knew what was coming; there was no denying it. Soon I would be returned to my own worst nightmare. Only this time... there would be no escape.

(Remus' point of view)

"That was Harry's voice!" Yelled Sirius before he dashed out of the room in his dog form, the rest of us following in his wake.

Dumbledore and McGonagall who seemed to have been conversing on their way to their duties met us halfway there. I gave them a nod and saw that they seemed to know what was going on. It didn't take long before we arrived back at the corridor that Ron and Hermione had left Harry. Sometimes I wish we had never gotten there.

"Malfoy get away from Harry!" Yelled Ron as Draco finished pouring something down Harry's throat.

Before we could do anything, I watched as Draco Malfoy put a silk tissue in Harry's hand. In the blink of an eye Harry had disappeared and we were left with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. Sirius and Ron were quick to dispose of Crabbe and Goyle. I watched as they fell to the floor petrified.

"That freak got what he deserved! He will pay for my father's murder! All of you will!" Yelled Draco before Hermione stupefied him. We had all failed... I had failed my best friend's son.

"Harry no!" Yelled a familiar voice. It was a voice that could send a chill down your spine.

(Bellenmore's point of view)

"Harry no!" I yelled, drawing the attention of those present.

Standing there, I paid no attention to the rest of the people assembled. I could just stare at the place where Harry had once been. I was too late. Harry's gone. I had failed Lily. No, not yet I decided. There was still a chance that I could save him. I would need to make preparations, but I would be ready for what I would have to do. I had given my promise to Lily.

Turing my attention on the group, I gave Dumbledore a small nod before I looked at each of them in turn. Some were still in shock over what had happened, others seemed to have accepted it, while still others were prepared for what was to come.

I now knew what I had to do; secrets be dammed. Releasing my hold on my powers I let it surge through me. I watched with a sort of distant fascination as the group assembled seemed to shrink back in fear of me as I let myself go, to be claimed by my heritage as my transformation took place. I felt my shoulder bones shift before resettling into wing joints.

Before my very eyes huge leathery wings unfolded from my back. My nails grew to sharpened claws as my eyes changed to a blood red colour. A devils tail finished my transformation and with a toothy grin of satisfaction, my fangs showed. Fisting my hands, I turned on my heel heading back towards my room. The final battle was at hand. It was time to prepare.

(Voldie's point of view)

"Scream dame you! Scream like the little birdie you are!" There was the smell of burning flesh before –

"AHHHHH!"

It was music to my ears. Potter had stood in my way for too long. It was time to eliminate him, and I planed to do it slowly. It would take a little time, but the mind would soon follow the body. Until then, I would just enjoy the show. Rising from my throne I lifted one hand to stop Potter's torture. His screams died to a whimper, a pity. Standing before the boy I reached out one hand to grab his face, lifting it up to face me.

His scar seemed to throb with pain, making his eyes fight with effort to stay open. The smell of blood soon pervaded my senses as his scar opened as if it were freshly done. Closing the distance I leaned in for a taste of his defeat. His repulsed face at my actions only heightened my will to see him suffer. I would give him one last chance.

"Join me Potter, it isss the only way! Dumbledore will fall and I will rule all!" My smirk couldn't have been bigger if I had tried; Potter's next words were the instrument of his doom. They were the very words that I had hoped, longed even, to hear.

"G-go to h-hell!" My laughter couldn't be helped. I would enjoy this.

"I will make you sssuffer! One way of another, you will be mine." I tasted his blood once more before speaking to a Death Eater. "When I am through here, bring him to my chambers."

"Yes Master." Pleased I leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Enjoy your freedom while it lastsss boy. You are about to become something worst than even I could hope to achieve. You can fell it, can't you? The potion, coursing through your veins, changing your very being."

"What have you done to me?" The boy rasped out, voice worn from screaming.

"Where's the fun in telling?" I laughed at him before speaking once more. "Until then..." I let it hang there; his fright was more arousing than anything.

With a quick motion to the Death Eater I started to walk towards my chambers. Time seemed to slow as the boy fought against his captor, refusing to comply before he was beaten once more into submission. Yes, I would definitely enjoy this.

In the back of my mind, Xion seemed to approve. His gleeful laughter echoed my own as Potter was dragged to my bedchambers. I would break the boy's mine just as I have broken his body. Only then would he truly be mine...

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Author's note: Wow, ok a lot happened in this chapter. I am so sorry for making everyone wait such a long time for this! Because of the content (Abuse, a lot of violence and now implied rape) this story is now rated R. Mainly because if Fanfiction has their way, I will be kicked off. I got reported once, that was enough.

Anyway, now that Harry's with Voldie, what will the rest do? What will Bellenmore do, and just what is she? You'll just have to keep reading!

Next chapter – Ultimate Weapon

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