Ghost of Allknowing: No it is definitely not someone from the council. They won't be in this for a while... ch. 12 at least...

Supermal: Ginny's book was a coincidence… but it will come into play later. It's mentioned in the previous version of the story that she took the book from the Black library. Now where the hell ARE you? I haven't seen you in ages… come on soon.

UNople: Sorry, it's not either Dumb-door or Snivellus. ;-D

To all: You will not $#&! BELIEVE what happened. The disk me and Vanessa pass the chapters to each other with completely… disappeared. It was in her purse with this chapter completed, then when she opened her purse to give it to me it was gone. Yesterday night, we found this disk under the front seat in her dad's Buick. Don't ask me how. Anyway, despite the delay we hope you enjoy this chapter.

Now, text in underline is a new product name that we have introduced, text in italic is Harry's thoughts, and bold is any incantations.

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Diamond Mage

Ch. 6: White Fire

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Ron didn't think much of it.

Ginny woke up screaming only to fall into strong arms. Still screaming, she heard many running footsteps getting louder. She could sense nothing around her but the evil behind the screaming. She felt a bolt of red light and the strong arms release, and there were many shocked yells.

She did not see what had happened, but when she looked up, she saw Hermione and Arthur leaning over Harry, who was crumpled in a corner with Ron holding him at wand-point, with Molly and Tonks holding him back. Once they had succeeded in taking his wand, Ron ran to Harry and kicked him repeatedly, shouting;

"HARRY BLOODY POTTER, YOU SORRY ASS, YOU ARE NOT A SPECK OF THE MAN I THOUGHT OF YOU! YOU EVER, EVER TRY THAT ONCE MORE YOU WON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO WANT HER WITH!"

Suddenly it all came flushing into Ginny's head. The nightmare, the basilisk, Tom's laughter, waking up screaming, Harry trying to comfort her, Ron thinking some otherwise and casting a Reducto at Harry, the screams as he flew, crumpled into the wall falling with a sickening crunch.

Suddenly, Ron was hit with pale blue light that made him drop asleep on the spot.

Ginny, not noticing the others, pushed Hermione away and bent down to Harry.

His leg was twisted at an unnatural angle and bleeding in two places. She bent down and delicately pulled his shirt off and gasped.

His leg was hit with the Inferim curse but the damage to his shoulder was even more severe. He had hit the wall with it and fell on it, and there were multiple deep scrapes along with a huge gash from the stone that ran from his shoulder from his neck.

About two minutes later while they were waiting for Madam Pomfrey, Harry woke up and stared at her, looking her over. She shuddered at the intensity, care, and yet power in the gaze. In the shadows she did not notice that his eyes were a pure white. In the shadows that he had created.

After somehow affirming that she was alright, he stared at Ron, and Ron almost fell back in surprise. There was so much hatred, betrayal, and pure power in this gaze that everyone in the garden shivered, and they could have sworn they felt the temperature nearly freeze.

"These bruises don't begin to compare with the mental ones. After all these years that I've been friends with you, you still can't trust me with anyone that you love. If only you would put away your jealousy to see what I would never do, you could be a true friend. But now?"

Harry got up and people gasped, for they saw that he was more muscular, bolder, and taller than they had ever seen him. They also gasped because as he got up, every single injury on his body was healed, and all that remained was a long, thin scar on his back.

"Now you can't visualize how you saw me as a friend. As of when you came down those stairs, you formed an irreplaceable notion that I was dangerous, a criminal, only needed to defeat Voldemort; then I could be disposed of."

Ginny and the others couldn't believe what he was saying, but Ginny couldn't figure out what this was about. Then it fell into place.

Harry had tried to comfort her when she was screaming by putting his arms around her and rocking her, but she was still screaming when Ron came down into the garden. Ron had seen Harry hugging her and talking to her while she was screaming, and thinking that he was violating her, blasted Harry with 'Spoline Inferul'.

But now Ron was getting up, a diabolical glint in his eye.

"How could I be jealous of you? All you are is one of Trelawney's little guinea pigs, a weapon to destroy her enemy. How can I be jealous of someone who's life is governed by a prophecy. HA. No one can trust you, and who cares about the damn prophecy with you around? You aren't nearly powerful enough to defeat him. You'll die like the rest, then Dumbledore will win for real. Oh, that's after you get sent to Azkaban for raping Ginny, of course. You'll just pay the guards to get out, of course, but no parents to pick you up once you're on parole, that's the thing, Potter…"

At this moment a line of white fire shot from Harry's eyes to Ron's. Ron leaped in pain as feelings that were not his own poured into him. Into Ron poured anger, hatred, disappointment, betrayal, but most of all disgust.

Once the fire stopped, Ron staggered back, able to take control of his emotions enough to yell:

"When I joined the Order, I was assigned to protect you, but now I'll quit if I have to do that. And I'll bring Hermione with me… my girlfriend will stay with me, of course…"

Here was something Harry didn't know.

He turned his shadowy yet white eyes onto both Ron and Hermione.

"You two both got together, and joined the Order, without telling me?"

Hermione yelled; "Ron is no longer my boyfriend! We split up a month ago because he was pressuring me too much to… you know… Anyway, I did tell you I joined the Order, you just didn't listen to me!"

Harry vaguely recalled this at the train station in June. But he forgot momentarily, as Ron's body glowed a dark grey, and was pulsing visibly.

After Ron was released from this, he smirked and said "How much more can you do to me, Harry? Only enough torture in one night, I'd say."

Harry returned the smirk, yet darker. "What do you mean, torture? Those were disgustingly weak. I can try now, if you want."

Ron shrank back. "Come on, Harry. In the department you couldn't even cast a Crucio on a death eater."

"That was then. This is now. I barely want to use Cruciatus, even now that I can; they're much too weak."

"Care to test that theory?"

"Care to test yours?"

Ron disappeared, and reappeared in his bedroom at the Burrow, except that it was one hundred times more secure than when his mother locked the door. The door was made of sparkling diamond, and so were the windows. The floor, walls, and ceiling was iron painted garish orange.

For the rest of the night, Harry was nowhere to be found.

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Harry was in his room at Grimmauld, walking toward his trunk, when he found it was replaced by a very different one. The one there was made of polished black ebony, with a very large diamond cast into the lid, and H. P. carved in ivory around it. There were fourteen ovals there, each one with a picture on it. One with a tree, one with a broom, one with a beaker, one with a wand, one with a sword, one with a pillow, one with a fork, one with a chair, one with a shower head, one with an elemental rune, one with a galleon, one with a book, and one with a house. On the side was a note saying;

Happy Birthday, Harry!

This is my present to you, and the others all chipped in for the compartments. A mage trunk. The sixteenth ever made... all other mages have one. Yours is featuring ebony, ivory and diamond, as those are the custom materials for Diamond Mages. From left to right; a park, a broom workshop and quidditch pitch, a potions lab, a magic dueling room, a martial dueling room, a bedroom, a kitchen and dining room, a living room, a bathroom, an elemental training room, a link to any one of your Gringotts vaults you want, a library, and a link to any one of your properties. The trunk can be shrunken and enlarged wandlessly, and weighs one pound whatever state it's in.

Happy 17th,

Merlin and the Council of Mages

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Inside the park was amazing. There was a large wood with a stream and very high air space. There was a small pear orchard (being Harry's favorite fruit) and garden. Also there was a big clearing with benches, and a small building. Inside the building was a washroom, and on the outer wall of the bathroom was fourteen ovals, thirteen to the other compartments and one out of the trunk. He pressed the oval for broom workshop.

This was as high-quality as the park. He was in a storeroom with granite shelves, with different kinds of wood on them. There were the common woods (ash, oak, yew) the uncommon woods (ebony, dogwood, monkey puzzle) and there were some that Harry had never even heard of (Lignum Vitae? Cocobolo? Bocote?). All in all there were over 120 woods along the walls. In the very centre of the room was a semi-circled granite table with many tools and a stool in the middle, and at the back was a bookshelf on brooms and broom-making. There was a door that said 'Quidditch Pitch', which Harry decided to explore later. He pressed an oval on the table that had a beaker on it.

It was a beautiful potions lab, made of mostly blue-granite. There were ingredients of every possible kind, potions books, at least twenty lapis lazuli cauldrons (VERY expensive) with reading stands for books, and a blue-grey granite counter with a few bar stools. He pressed an oval that had a wand on it.

Inside he found a much larger, nicer version of the DA room. There were many mirrors, desks, comfortable seats, and fur pillows with silk tassels. Harry pressed an oval that had a sword on it.

He was moved into the most extensive armory he had ever seen; On one wall there were swords, staffs, axes, halberds, elbow-blades, maces, bos, nun-chucks, (or is it nana-chucks?) sai, and countless other weapons. On the other was extensive armor, suits and detached pieces. In the middle was a blue ring, a dueling arena. Harry walked to the end and found five things that he definitely liked. There was an ebony halberd with a diamond handle, a diamond mace with an ivory head, a suit of armor that was so ornate and jeweled you could barely see the iron, a helmet that seemed to be made completely out of diamond and ivory, and a sword.

The sword was inside a leather scabbard that was encrusted with jewels, but when he took it out he was simply flabbergasted by the beauty. (A/N: I LOVE that word!) The hilt was made out of ebony, and it had an ivory grip. There were many diamonds encrusted in various places. But the blade was even better. It gleaned pale grey in the light, and when he held it up to the light it was the same. He gasped; Umbra Steel. Umbra steel was used by professional sword fighters in combat, because it was only completely visible in pitch black, where it glowed white. It was extremely rare and only very skilled wizards could mine it, let alone forge it. As he held it, the grip became adjusted to his hand, and small letters appeared on it. On one side it said: HARRY JAMES POTTER On the other: NIVEUS IGNIS. Of course, the name of the sword, and it's owner. But why? Niveus Ignis…

White Fire.

Harry pressed an oval that had a pillow on it, and moved on.

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He reappeared in the most ornate-looking bedchamber he had ever been in. It was a near-replica of his room in the Council, but much larger. Everything was in the same place but the bed. This time around, the bed was much, much bigger than king size, but it was circular and stood on a pedestal in the middle of the room. It had a fur duvet, cashmere sheets, and silk pillows. It also rotated automatically when he lied down, and when he told it to stop, it did. He pressed an oval with a fork on it on the wall.

He was in a dining room, with no kitchen. It was too bad; he was very hungry. A plate appeared on the table made of black glass, and a goblet made out of ebony. It was fitting; the entire room was ebony. He heard a voice from the plate asking "Can I take your order?" Harry said the first thing that came to mind; coconut cream pie and fresh spring water. Upon his plate and in his goblet was just that, and of exceptionally good quality. There was a button on the table that had a chair, so he pressed that, and he was in the Gryffindor common room; but with white and black décor. He blinked.

He pressed the oval with the shower head, and he was in the largest, most luxurious bathroom he had ever seen.

It was made completely out of, once again, diamond, ebony, ivory, and granite. "Why do those colors keep coming up in here?" Harry wondered. There were two baths; one was like the one he had had in the Council, and the other probably WAS a swimming pool. He got closer; through an archway, yes; a large granite pool, with a hot tub on the edge. Back into the bathroom, he saw three glass doors. One was marked 'Sauna' and one was marked 'Walk-in shower'. Another was marked 'Gym'. First he went into the one marked Gym.

Inside was a room full of muggle fitness equipment; treadmills, elliptical, bench-press, barbells, everything you could think of. Harry exited and went into the room marked 'Walk-in shower.' In here was a beautiful ivory room with diamond shower heads all over. There were buttons marked with different time lengths, so he pressed one marked 15m. 15 minutes later, he walked out of the shower still unclothed. 'That shower's big enough to fit ten people.' He thought. 'Not that I'd want to.' Chuckling, he went into the sauna.

In here was a huge ebony sauna, the same size as the shower. Harry sat on the bench for a minute before noticing that the hot rocks in the sauna had been replaced with diamonds. After a few minutes, he left and pressed the button for vaults, while concentrating on The Council's vault.

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This room seemed to be made completely out of diamond. There were four doors, marked Wardrobe, Jewels, Rarities, and Mirrors. After realizing that he was still undressed from the shower, he walked into Wardrobe. Inside were the same clothes he had worn at the council. He put some on and shrunk the rest to put in his pocket. Next he walked into rarities.

Inside here were hundreds of paintings and sculptures, books and furniture. "I'll use this for my new home...s." He said. He shrunk everything and put it in a bag he had found at the door. Next he walked into Jewels.

There were thousands of trunks here, each labeled with a different jewel. There were diamonds, sapphires, rubies, emeralds, but as he got farther on, he saw some wizard-only jewels, most of which he didn't know of. Exuro? A beautiful fiery stone. Clarotes? A greenish gem that looked very valuable. Astrum? A kind of whitish-grey metal. At the end of the long gallery, there were many glass cases. Jewelery. There was an Astrum necklace with a very large Imperial topaz pendant; a ring that seemed to be carved solely of diamond; Clarotes earrings with matching necklace; countless others. He left them for now, but took one unadorned Astrum ring that was on the floor. Lastly he walked into Mirrors. Inside he found fifteen small wall mirrors, each with a name of a Mage on it. He shrunk these too, and put them in the bag. When he got back out, he found that on the inside door of the vault there were the same ovals from the trunk. He pressed one with an elemental rune.

In here he found only a green canvas. (A/N: See ch. 4) He moved to the one with a book, and saw the biggest library of his life. It was at least twice the size of the Hogwarts library, and categorized. One quarter of the room was marked Muggle Literature. Half was marked Wizard Literature. The remaining quarter was marked Mage Literature. On the table there was a book called Languages.

Harry opened that to the first page, and suddenly found that he could speak and understand all European languages. The next page brought him Asian and African languages. The next brought him American languages. Next-Miscellaneous. Next- Magical Creatures. Next-Ancient. About ten minutes later he knew every single language there was. Fun.

He pressed the button for houses while concentrating on the Potter ancestral home. Harry wanted to see the house his father grew up in.

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Harry did not arrive outside a house; he arrived outside a castle. There was a cast-iron fence leading Merlin knows how far, and a massive oak and iron gate, with the Potter family crest painted on it. The crest featured a griffin, a hippogriff, and a Kalin around a gigantic cypress tree. On the bottom was inscribed 'Praemia Virtutis'. 'The rewards of virtue' Harry translated to himself. He walked into the gate, past painstakingly trimmed topiaries toward a huge white and grey castle. Harry came to a large drawbridge over a moat with many small fish in it. When he opened the door of the massive house, he found that it was locked. He frowned; the key was in his vault.

Next, he was in front of a large wood-sided house on the out skirts of Hogsmeade. This must be 42 Hogswood. It was locked also. He pressed an oval to the trunk, then back to a house; Black Manor. This was a huge marble palace that looked very ominous but it was also locked. All of the islands (especially the one in Greece with a very large marble manor) were locked. So were all the rest of the properties. But they all had the same lock as Potter Castle, so it was all from one key.

Harry shifted back to the trunk.

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Longest chapter in this story so far: 7 pages! Vootsies! (inside joke) lol. Also, next chapter will be written by Forest only, then Vanessa, then Forest again. So a bit of a change in writing styles between chapters from now on, ok? lol...

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