Black Phoenix
by
Draco's Daughter
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter names, places, and characters are the creation of J.K. Rowling and are not mine. All Characters unseen in the Harry Potter Saga are mine unless otherwise stated.
Special Random for ya!
DD: (crying waterfall tears) WHY? WHY?
Kretcher: (cleaning up) Master died, poor Kretcher has to serve this traitor now... (mumbles some more)
DD: PIPE DOWN!!!! (begins crying again, Lupin and Tonks go floatin by in a lil boat) Why do all the cool guys have to die?
Fred/George: What about us?
DD: Ya'll ain't as cool as Sirius.
Lupin: How much longer can this last?
DD: LUPIN! (randomly glomps Lupin) I'm content now!
End Random
"Where there is freedom, there, of course, the bad thing has to be free, too, but it dies, since it carries the germ of destruction within itself and dies of its own consequence/ logicality."- Oswald Sickert
Chapter Two: Plaza of the Heroes
The three travelers, with Griffer, sped along the dark corridor. Josh was very angry at the griffin.
"I told you we shouldn't have taken directions from that cat!" Josh raged as they ran down the hall. They had taken a fifteen minute detour by following the instructions of a cat. Griffer, being part lion, could understand cat speech and speak it as well. He had asked directions from a small gray and white cat and the cat had gotten them more lost than they had been. Finally, thought Jamal's sense of direction, they reached room number Fifteen. It was in the very, very back of the inn. Jamal knocked, nothing happened. Jamal tried again, nothing. Griffer and the Light Elf looked at one another. Griffer gave a puckish smile. He faced the door.
"SHADOWBANE BLACKKNIGHT! NUMBER THREE OF THE COUNCIL! OPEN THIS DOOR!" Griffer cried in the universal language of Fantastic Beasts. The door opened with a small creak. The room beyond was dark.
"Harry, I'd appreciate it if you and Josh stayed out here," Jamal said. Harry and Josh nodded and stood on both sides of the door frame like Mafia guards. Only Jamal and Griffer stepped in the dark room. Inside the room was pitch black. Silently they shut the door behind them. In the back of the room, two, bright, while eyes glowed in the darkness.
"How dare you, Griffindor Goldfeather, disturb my rest and dare call me by my true name. Ah, Jamal Valkerion, you are working with his traitor," said a dark, ominous voice from the same point as the eyes. Griffer snorted and Jamal simply smiled.
"Please Shadowbane, don't say my full name. Just Griffer," Griffer replied. With a horse-like snort, all the lights came on and their discussions began.
Back at Hogwarts, nothing was fairing well. Magonagal was bound at the feet of one Adrian Tailor. The transfiguration teacher gave her hardest look at the man before her.
"Seeing as you are the deputy Headmistress, I see no reason why you should be left alive. But, by the orders of my master, you are not doomed to death, yet," Adrian said with an evil smile.
"Then why doesn't your "master" come and confront Dumbledor right now?" Magonagall asked in a tone that signified trouble.
"My master has yet to acquire the boy. Through Harry Potter must the Dark Lord enter this place. When Harry is not here, it is impossibility. Take her from my sight!" Adrian ordered. Two death eaters took Magonagall to an unused classroom, which doubled as a holding room for them. Adrian looked out a window. He was a Dark Elf and this was signified by his raven dark hair and cold black eyes. The longer the Nundus took to find Harry Potter, the more his patience dwindled. Adrian was not one well known for patience. He had shared his body willingly with Lord Voldermort for a time and now Adrian was one of Voldermort's most trusted servants. A raven tapped on the glass behind him. Adrian turned and opened the window. The raven stepped in and landed on the floor. It began to change shape, and soon, before him stood a young woman dressed head to toe in black leather.
"Harry Potter has been sighted at Drake's Inn," She reported. Adrian smiled evilly and turned to a large mirror. He waved his hand in front of it and the masked face of a Death Eater appeared in it.
"Harry Potter is at Drake's Inn. Go and capture him. We want him alive, beaten up is alright but he has to be alive or you will meet the same fate!" Adrian ordered. The Death Eater nodded as the mirror once again reflected Adrian's darkly handsome face. Harry Potter would be caught at all costs.
Drago Sr was serving drinks to the regular afternoon crowed when he noticed the small group of Death Eaters coming to the door. He quickly summoned his son before him.
"Son, go to Room 15 and tell Jamal that Death Eaters are here! I will stall for time," He whispered quickly. Drago Jr nodded and ran off to tell the Light Elf. In two minutes he was in the corridor and in another ten seconds he arrived to the surprise of Harry and Josh.
"I've got a message for Jamal," Drago Jr said, out of breath. Josh nodded as Drago Jr continued. He walked in right in the middle of negotiations between Griffer, Shadowbane, and Jamal. They were looking at a map but all eyes had become trained on Drago Jr.
"What's wrong? Drago Sr. kickin us out already?" Griffer asked with sarcasm in his voice. Drago Jr shook his head.
"Death Eaters are coming! You must escape! Out the back," Drago Jr said. The three reacted quickly. Jamal folded up the map and stuffed it in his saddle bag. All three were out the door in a second, much to Harry and Josh's surprise.
"Change in plans. We have to get out
of here, now! Death Eaters are at the front gates," Jamal said. As if on cue a great "Advakedava" came from the front bar and several screams sounded. The group set off at a run towards the back exit. Through a labyrinth of corridors and three secret passages they ran with all speed possible. Finally they reached the exit, exhausted and breathing hard, and Jamal was the first out the door. What greeted them were two dementors and a large group Death Eaters.
"Ah , you have Harry Potter. Hand him over and we'll grant you a quick death," one said. He stretched out his hand as if to accept a gift.
"Over my dead body," Jamal said, all emotion disappearing like smoke on the wind. Griffer tensed and the group made a protective half-circle around Harry.
"That can definitely be arranged," The death eater replied, pulling out his wand. As he was about to perform the Killing Curse. A battle cry emerged from the group.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Josh yelled. A silver Eagle appeared out of his wand and flew at the dementors, driving them off. Jamal moved his hands across his face in a complex gesture and two of the death eaters flew back twenty feet. Griffer and Shadowbane went for the last three. Griffer slashing away, Shadowbane kicking around with his sharp hooves. For Shadowbane was a winged horse. The last three Death Eaters left ran for their lives. Shadowbane snorted and Griffer roared with all his lion might.
"We must away," Jamal said, his usual self returning. They got the Hippogriffs and set off again. Harry was once again seated on Griffer.
"How did they find us?" He asked the griffin.
"I'm not sure. They must have spies on the look out for you," Griffer replied. Shadowbane's black eagle wings flapped in time with the griffin's.
'What I don't get is why they're after Harry, Voldermort's gotten all he possibly can from him," Shadowbane said, never turning his face from the air in front of him.
"It's a binding charm. Voldermort can't step on Hogwarts grounds until Harry returns, Harry is the one thing, besides Albus Dumbledor, keeping Hogwarts Voldermort free," Jamal said over the wind.
"In any case, where's our next destination?" Josh asked, changing the subject.
"The Plaza of the Heroes. We are going to request the aid of Crystalin and of the Council. Besides, The Plaza of the Heroes is home to some of the finest Heroes this world has ever seen," Jamal said.
"But isn't that a very long journey? How do we get all the way to Egypt and back?" Josh asked skeptically.
"Here's how: one day at a time," Griffer said, pushing ahead of the group. That evening they landed in a grove of trees, hidden from view in a cave. Jamal and Josh covered the entrance to the cave with branches and brush. Harry got a small fire going and they had a small supper of squirrel that Griffer and the Imp were able to catch.
"Big game's scare in this part of the mountain, too many villages," Griffer said as he flopped down next to Harry. The griffin looked disgusted at the thought of eating squirrel and had none of it. They all sat around the fire, sighing. They all wondered what happened to Drake's Inn and the family that ran it. The Death Eaters weren't know for mercy. Harry tried not to think about what could've happened but he kept feeling bad and responsible for the event. They were, after all, looking for him in the first place. Griffer peeked open an eye at Harry.
"Harry? What's the matter? You look all bad moody," The griffin observed. Getting up and moving closer to the spot Harry sat. The fire had burnt down and all were sleeping. Josh was snoring and Jamal was up against the cave wall, wrapped in his cloak. Shadowbane slept standing up with his head bowed.
Harry sighed and said, "It's all my fault that the family of that Inn is probably dead by now. Those Death Eaters wanted me." Griffer smiled as much as his beak would allow.
"Thou art noble as thou art wise, Harry Potter. Drago's family has always had many unfortunate accidents in the last, oh, thirty-some odd years. One year the inn burnt down, then again Drago's father died and the place was almost closed again, Voldermort nearly ran off all of their customers. Anyways, the point is that they always bounce back from unfortunate accidents," Griffer said with a new smile.
"But it still makes me feel bad," Harry replied.
"And events like that will always make you feel regret, but that's what makes you a human and me a griffin. If I killed someone I probably wouldn't care because I don't know what regret is. That's what makes us so vulnerable to serving the wrong people," Griffer said. He stood and exited the cave. Harry watched him go and shivered. Griffer was powerful and mighty, if he had been working for Voldermort then Harry would have been in a lot of trouble.
The next morning they were surprised by Griffer. He and the Imp had done a team effort again and had brought forth a wonderful spread of nuts, berries, bird eggs, and some left over squirrel meat from the previous night.
"Dig in everybody before our imp friend comes and eats it all," Jamal announced. The group munched merrily, their outlook had changed greatly since yesterday afternoon when the Death Eaters had attacked. Shadowbane had gone outside of the cave and was munching on the scrub patch of grass in the clearing. As soon as they were finished they all packed up and got ready to leave.
"Harry, come give me a hand," Josh said. He was attempting to shake out the sleeping blankets. They had accumulated a lot of dust on the cave floor. Griffer was outside, scratching some type of mark on the trees outside. Jamal was busy rounding up the two Hippogriffs with the help of Shadowbane. With all the very intelligent Fantastic Beasts Harry had been meeting, the two Hippogriffs were still the least intelligent of the lot. They either had to be tethered at night or rounded up in the mornings whenever they rested. Harry and Josh folded the blankets and packed them into the saddlebags. Each saddle bag was placed on its respective creature. Harry noticed that Jamal had put ropes on the Hippogriff's harnesses. They creatures squawked in complaint at being tied but Jamal hushed them with a wave of his hand.
"They'll know were flying by now so it's best if we continue on foot," Jamal said as he began walking along a path, leading his Hippogriff. Josh did the same as Harry brought up the rear with Griffer and Shadowbane. The two were in a hot debate in the universal language of Fantastic Beasts. The little imp scurried around their legs and Harry jogged to catch up with Jamal. They elf was intent on the path before him.
"Jamal, the imp, who is he?" He asked as they continued. Jamal thought for a moment and gathered his thoughts about what to say. He chucked in realization.
"That particular imp has tried to 'attack' Griffer since the griffin made an attempt to eat him one hundred years ago," Jamal said smiling at the look on Harry's face.
"One hundred years! How old are they?" Harry asked in surprised.
"Let me see, Griffer is two hundred, the imp is about, oh, one hundred and seventy, and I am one thousand five hundred years old," Jamal said with another smile. Harry nearly tripped and fell.
"And let me guess, Josh is five thousand?" Harry asked, sarcastically.
"No, I'm only nineteen," Josh said as he pulled ahead of them.
"Besides, only Crystallin is that old," Griffer added. He had obviously been eavesdropping behind them.
"Harry, we all are very old to you, but in the time of our peoples were are quite young. To us you and Josh seem but infants. We live for a very, very long time, some of us are even immortal," Jamal said. He was then off into an explanation of how monsters viewed time and age. Harry listen closely, wishing that Hermione were here she would have been very interested in listening to everything Jamal said.
In the meantime, at Hogwarts, the students had been rounded up and were locked safely in the great hall. Ron and Hermione stood with Ginny and Neville. Hermione nearly paced around the room.
"Where is Harry? I do hope he's alright," Hermione said, looking up to the enchanted sky, reflecting a very overcast afternoon.
"Voldermort hasn't gotten in Hogwarts so Harry has to be safe," Ron replied. At that moment, a small hole appeared in the wall and out came Doby.
"Doby has come to help Harry Potter's friends," He said, beaming at the four. They all smiled at him.
"Doby! Good to see you!" Hermione said. She was never happier to see a house elf in their presence.
"Follow Doby! Doby will see you to a safe place with friends of Doby's," The house elf said. The four climbed into the hole and followed the passage. Doby closed the wall behind them, hiding the invisible passage fully. The Death Eaters would never know what happened.
Eventually, Jamal stopped and quieted the group. He leaned down and whispered something into the ears of the imp. The beast nodded and scampered off. They halted for about three minutes as the imp went ahead of them. Suddenly, he was swept up in a trap. A net had caught him and he was all in a heap inside it, feminine and high laughter pierced the forest road. They all looked up to a sight that made Jamal cry out.....
Mwahahahahahaha! Cliffy! Forgive any name spelling errors. And Griffer is named after Godrick Griffindor.Thanks to the reviewer! Hereis your reply:
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Coming soon: Chapter Three: Siren of the Woods