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Ice Phoenix speaking
Stranger speaking.

Chapter Three

Harry whirled around. "Who's there?! Show yourself!"

A blue phoenix landed on the sill and Hermione gasped.

"An Ice Phoenix!"

Correct in one.

"That's impossible!" Hermione replied with another gasp, "They're extinct!"

Not entirely. I am the last of the real Ice Phoenixes, but there is an Animagus whose form is that of an Ice Phoenix. Her love is an Animagus with the form of the Thunder Phoenix.

Suddenly, as if Thunder Phoenix was some kind of key word, a place on Harry's chest began to glow. The light slowly formed into a pendant of a phoenix in flight. It glowed once more, Hermione was suddenly healed, standing next to Harry, and now dressed in her Hogwarts school robes, Harry was also in his. Then the two suddenly found themselves standing before Albus Dumbledore, a very powerful wizard and Headmaster of Hogwarts.

"Harry, Hermione," he greeted them cheerfully, "What are you doing here? Didn't expect to see you two for another whole week."

"This thing brought us here, it also healed Hermione, and changed us into our school robes," Harry explained, showing the golden medallion to Dumbledore.

"That cannot be what I think it is can it?" Dumbledore asked him seriously.

"I don't know. We were talking to an Ice Phoenix-"

"Impossible," Dumbledore cut in, "They're extinct-hunted down for their feathers."

"Tell that to him," Harry stated and jerked a thumb at the blue phoenix calmly sitting on the windowsill of Dumbledore's office.

Hello Albus, been a while hasn't it. Fawkes looks good. How many burns did this one make?

Dumbledore smiled at the eccentric bird.

"Sorry about the extinct thing Glacier, but it's been so long that I thought you were dead."

It's alright Albus. It is good to see you old friend, but I come bearing difficult news.

Dumbledore's face became serious, making Harry and Hermione a little bit nervous.

She is alive and so is he. They wish to come home to help fight Voldemort.

"Are they crazy!? They can't be serious!" Dumbledore roared, slamming both of his palms down on his desk, making Hermione and Harry jump in surprise.

Yes. They want to see him.

The Ice Phoenix nodded at Harry.

They want fight Voldemort and she wants to tell you something.

"When are they coming?"

Now, if you'll let us, a new, female, voice called out.

"Then come," Dumbledore replied with a level tone.

Dumbledore calmly watched as two phoenixes soared into the room and landed on the floor. Harry and Hermione watched, mouth agape, as the two transformed into a young woman and a young man. The young woman bared a striking resemblance to Lilly Potter, Harry's mom. The young man looked like someone they both knew, but couldn't put their fingers on it. He was tall, with dark red hair that looked almost brown and startling blue eyes.

"Hello Alexia, Jordan. Been a long time hasn't it?" Dumbledore asked them.

"Yes it has, Professor Dumbledore," replied the young woman named Alexia, "Ten years today or more I think."

"Look!" the young man named Jordan yelled and pointed to Harry, "He looks just like James only with Lilly's eyes!"

"Yes Jordan," Alexia replied and sighed gently, "How many times have I told you that Harry looks just like father with the exception of his eyes?"

Both Alexia and Dumbledore smiled at Harry and Hermione's startled expressions.

"Harry Potter," Dumbledore called and got the young wizard's attention, "Meet your older sister Alexia Potter-Weasley and her husband Jordan Weasley. Jordan is Bill and Charlie's little brother and Ron's older one."

"Y-You mean that Ron's my brother-in-law!?" Harry choked out.

Alexia nodded.

"Whoa!" Harry yelled, "Hold the phone here! You mean I'm related to the Weasley family?! Ron will absolutely die of shock!"

"My whole family will," Jordan replied, "Seeing as how we already died."

"What?" Hermione asked, confused.

"We both are supposedly dead," Alexia explained.

Jordan and Alexia then turned to Dumbledore.

"Is Madame Hooch still the Quiddich Referee and flying teacher?" Jordan asked him with a smirk.

Dumbledore smiled. "Yes. The terror twins are back with your twin brothers Fred and George as beaters. Harry here is the Gryffindor Seeker."

"Father would be proud," Alexia stated softly, "As he would have been when I played as Seeker for Gryffindor and Jordan, the Keeper."

"So I hear you are having trouble keeping a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," Jordan stated, "Are two enough?"

Dumbledore continued to smile. "Would that two be you two?"

"Yes sir," Alexia replied.

"You're hired," Dumbledore stated, "But just be careful of Severus."

"Snape?" Jordan asked with a smirk, "Still in a bad mood over the prank Alexia pulled on him the last feast of our seventh year?"

Alexia grinned widely. "How was I supposed to know that that particular potion would turn him into an opera singing fat lady that did the hula while singing "You Are The Wind Beneath My Wings" in front of the whole school?"

"You knew," Jordan replied, the smirk never faltering, "Man could he not sing."

"I know," Alexia stated and grinned wider.

"That's why Snape hates me!" Harry said as he burst out laughing, "He's still mad at you!"