A/N: See bottom page.

Thanks, Aaron for making time to beta this for me. You're the best.

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Quotes for this chapter:

Goals and dreams are a bonus to motivate one's life – Anonymous

All our dreams come true if we have the will to pursue them – Walt Disney

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly,

I'll do what it takes 'till I touch the sky,

I'll make a wish, take a chance,

Make a change, and breakaway;

Out of the darkness and into the sun,

But I won't forget all the ones that I love,

I'll take a risk, take a chance,

Make a change, and breakaway…

Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway

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The hopes and dreams,

You try to reach,

A glimpse you'll have,

In the choice you'll brave.

By me, hpfanchrissy1502 - Izzy

Chapter 12

A Glimpse, Dream and Knowledge

The day had been a routine for Harry. After dinner was over Harry went for an Occlumency session with Professor Winter. By the end of the day, Harry was tired and fought off his restlessness to drift off to sleep. He stumbled to bed after briefly changing into his pyjamas. That night, he dreamt of what could be categorized as a queer dream. In fact, it hadn't really been a dream, rather a time for him to see to his choices and told to choose before it is too late.

"Greetings, Harry Potter. Blessed it be," said one person.

"Greetings, sire. May you be blessed," replied Harry. He didn't notice how words had simply flowed out of his mouth as if he knew the custom.1

"Do you know what of your purpose in this plane and time?" asked the person.

"Before I answer, may I inquire as to your name, sire?" asked Harry.

"Of course, dear boy. I have forgotten to do my courtesy to a guest, haven't I? As for your answer, I will have you know that I am Artemis. A sorcerer of my own time and a member of the Wizengamot before an unexpected incident occurred," answered Artemis.

"In return, I shall answer your query. One might be so bold as to pretend to be aware of their purposes. Though in this case, I would make an exception. I do know of my purpose in this plane and time. I am here to see to my choices and decide on the path that I choose, whether it is fit for this dire situation," Harry answered.

"Indeed you are, young mage. One could foresee the future, but others are given the chance to see what lies ahead for the path they have chosen, to be prepared or to be content or even to be brave for what may be bestowed upon them," said Artemis.

"Young mage, you are blessed with love. Even if the world is against you, you stand tall and never give up to see those you love, protected and unhurt. I trust that you have made your choice a long time ago?" said Artemis.

"You are certainly correct, sire. Indeed, I have made my choice and I will stand with it until I die," said Harry.

"Very well, for your choice, you will have a glimpse of what may be. Remember, this is what may be for the choice that you will brave and I wish that it will be one that you wish the most," said Artemis and he disappeared. At the same time, the wind seemed to convey a message to Harry. "I wish you well, young mage…"

When the voice had reduced to just the wuthering (refer to book, The Secret Garden) of the wind, Harry saw something that made his throat constrict. He could see himself battling Voldemort, where, he didn't know. The scene changed before he could see the outcome of the battle. This scene made him shed tears.

Here, he saw himself, sitting on a green grass with rubbles surrounding him and towers that look like it has just been rebuilt. Next to him, was Ginny, who had tears running down her cheeks with a smile on her lips that brightened her face. He didn't know when this was, but his heart was telling him that this is what might happen after the battle and maybe he wouldn't lose at all. Maybe, he had a chance to protect his friends and those dear to him.

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Harry Potter woke up from his dream and wiped away his tears that signify joy and relief. He couldn't cry right now. If he were to make what he had seen come true, he has to start working from this moment on. He promised himself to do whatever it takes to rid Voldemort of this world and someday live happily with Ginny.

He remembered what Dumbledore had said in his second year at Hogwarts, when the Basilisk had been spreading terror among the students and staff. Choices are what made us who we are, not what we have. He couldn't help thinking how true it was, even now. Voldemort made his choice to be a Dark Lord and even killed to his own gain. He had made his choice to defend his honour and save those that he could with the strength he possesses. Although that had automatically made him and enemy of Voldemort, following the defeat of Voldemort in his hands (well, basically, Voldemort had killed himself with a rebounded curse). It also made him on top of Voldemort's list of enemies and those he needed to eliminate in order to wipe the wizarding world into a pulp so that only the purebloods would remain, though it is possible that he would kill even the purebloods for just the pleasure of it.

It was just the thought of being alone in this world, seeing others laugh, only to be killed by Voldemort and his pathetic minions while he is the only one capable made him guilty. Although he had told himself that he wouldn't feel that way, he still couldn't help it. Well, he'll just have to be strong and live through it.

Still feeling tired, he decided to get a good sleep considering that it was still night time. Instead, this time, he got his wish. His parents visited him that night. What he didn't expect was that his parents came bearing some rather unpleasant news.

"Hello, Harry dear," said Lily.

"Hi, mum. Where's dad?" asked Harry.

"He's just right here. James, you better get yourself down here before I give you a full lecture," Lily said.

"Oh, alright, alright. I was just making sure that what I found out was true. If it's not, we'll be wasting our time telling him while it wouldn't even happen," James replied.

"Just come here, right now. Our son is here," said Lily.

"Sorry, son. Got caught up with something over there. Hello, Harry," said James.

"Well, while I'm still able to talk to you, I better tell you something. Maybe you ought to know about it," said Harry.

"Well, what is it about?" asked Lily and James.

"It's well; I turned into a phoenix, well almost turned, in Transfiguration while learning the arts of becoming an Animagus today. Could you tell me how that happened?" asked Harry, taking this opportunity, knowing that he might not get a chance to ask them about it later.

"You turned into a phoenix? Oh that is most wonderful, dear. Animagis rarely turn into a Phoenix. Only two wizards in this world ever became a phoenix. One, is Merlin, another is Artemis. Artemis wasn't well known but he is a very powerful wizard, thought not as powerful as Merlin," said Lily.

"We had anticipated this to happen, since we knew that you have the same traits in Merlin, though Merlin didn't have a Dark Lord who is a lunatic chasing his trail didn't he. I think what Mr. Ollivander said was true. We must expect great things from you. I could be wrong in this but in my calculations, you're more powerful than Merlin and even more so when you reach your twenties," continued his mother, Lily.

"I'm so proud of you," said James.

"I am too. You have no idea how proud we are of you. I knew that you are one special child the moment you were born," said Lily.

"Also, I want to say that I am pleased that you and Severus had made amendments. Your father had been an idiot while at school and I hope that you would tell Severus that your father apologizes for the mischief he had done to him. Maybe things could turn for the better if you do," added Lily.

"How do you know all of that?" asked Harry incredulously.

"We have our own resources. I won't tell who but it isn't a living person nor that person is in the death plane," said Lily.

"Hmm, hmm," signalled James. "Okay, bonding time is over. I trust that we have other important things that we should discuss right now. Like, Voldemort's plan?" said James.

"Right. I almost forgot all about it. The consequences could be nasty if I didn't tell you about it. I wouldn't want to think of what might happen have I had neglected to pass on this piece of information to you," said Lily.

"What is it, mom; dad?" asked Harry.

"Well, Voldemort had an attack on Hogwarts planned on Hallows Eve. He had approximately two hundred of Death Eaters attacking but he would not be there for the attack. He is still gathering more power and he wouldn't want to risk losing in a small battle. The final battle looms ever closer and I hope that you would be ready when it does," said James. Now, James looks weary though Harry doubted that a dead person could be tired since they don't really exist in the world of the living.

"That power hungry lunatic is getting on my nerves every time he killed and ordered an innocent person to be killed. When he dies, I'll laugh at his face though I think I might vomit before I do considering how ugly he looks after trying to achieve immortality. In fact, I don't know if I'd ever want to look at him, that ugly wart. I wonder what Bella saw in him. But then again, the thought of power would never make Bella turn away," said Lily.

"Thank you for the warning, mom and dad. If I'd had found out by any other way, it might be too late by then. With this piece of information, I could better prepare the staff and my friends so that they would be ready when the Death Eaters attacks," said Harry.

"Maybe, I could ask Fred and George to give me some of their tricks from their joke shops to make booby traps. I wonder how the Death Eaters would react when they had colours all over their body and their wands suddenly turning into a chicken or a spider. Even better, I could have them caught off guard by using stink pellets. They will never know what had hit them," added Harry.

"You're definitely my son; a true marauder at that, too. You make me so proud," said James.

"Thank you dad, for that compliment but I don't prank on students or teachers but I do prank on Death Eaters," said Harry.

"Now, there is no time for argument here. Before we go, I want to tell you that you have what it takes to defeat Voldemort. Just have faith in yourself and others who are right beside you and you will prevail," said Lily.

"Thanks mom," said Harry.

"By the way, just a piece of advice from me; never tie your shoe laces in a battle. You might be attacked and you'll not be aware of it before it is too late," said James.

"I'll keep that in mind, dad. I'll see you very soon," said Harry.

"Goodnight, Harry," said Lily and James. 'In fact, sooner than you might expect' said James in a low tone that even Lily didn't catch.

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Morning light shone through the window and Harry Potter was to be seen getting ready for the day. Today, he had Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Care of Magical Creatures and Charms. In five minutes, he was already walking down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Meanwhile, the others were lagging behind. Harry ate his breakfast, consisting of a bowl of porridge, a piece of toast and an orange juice. This morning, however, Ginny was quite late, so they didn't have the chance to see each other before the morning classes starts.

When Harry had finished his breakfast, he decided to meet Dumbledore at his office, seeing that he wasn't there at breakfast. So, here was, walking down in the corridor and fortunately, not in a hurry to be at Dumbledore's office.

A few minutes after, Harry eventually arrived at Dumbledore's office. Guessing the password, and eventually getting it right, Harry stepped onto the stairs as the gargoyle sprang aside. As he stepped into the office, Harry could remember the last time he was here. It was then that he had discovered his ability, though it happened accidentally. His senses were brought to the real world when he felt Dumbledore's presence behind him.

"Good morning, Professor. I trust that you know why I'm here?" said Harry.

"Well Harry, I know that you have something to tell me. Something that is rather urgent that it brought you here in the first place," said Dumbledore.

"I have to tell you this. Voldemort is attacking Hogwarts on Hallows Eve. I need all students and staff to be alert and on standby for any strange occurrences. It might just be the start of the final battle. Inform the Order of this and ask them to be ready for the battle. I have a feeling that this might cause a full-fledge war. One that would mark the beginning of the Second War against Voldemort," said Harry.

"Might I ask how you obtained this information?" asked Dumbledore.

"Well, that's for me to know, and you to find out," said Harry as he walked out of the office to attend his classes for the day, leaving Dumbledore to his thoughts.

A/N:

1 All will be explained when the time comes. It may be in the sequel or when this fic is going to finish.

There's another hint in this chapter. Can anybody guess?