LORD OF ZENTH MAGE

CHAPTER: 2 BYE BYE!

"But Professor, when I tried to summon his wand to prevent him from cursing me again, nothing happened." Harry protested in hope of what professor said was wrong. "There must have been someone who helped me with it!"

A middle-age wizard cleared his throat and said, "I think what you happened, Mr.Potter, was solely your doing. I've heard wizards and witches transfer their magic through a non-living thing to their destination. But through a living thing, especially a human, I've never heard of anything of it, never in my life."

"Tanip is right," growled mad-eye Moody, "I've seen and heard many things past and present through out my Auror life, but never like this one. Surely you might have noticed that the energy that directed the first curse to your right hand and back to you-know-who came from your very core…not from outside."

"Ok…but you never told me why old voldie cried like a petty first year when the wand left his hand." Harry directed the statement to the two old men. "I've seen you summon others wands, but I never saw they cried."

"You are right, Mr.Potter, if it is not the case that Lord Voldemort was in the middle of spell casting. However, in your case he was and his magic was pulled from has magical core to the wand, like stretching a high-coiled spring. Therefore, once you cut his magical concentration, in this case the wand, you abruptly cut his concentration and his magic back-fired to his very core. It must have shock his whole being. This is highly dangerous if something goes wrong, even life could cost, both for the victim and the wand summoner." Dumbledore finished, looking tired after the explanation. He sipped his steaming tea and popped a lemon drop to his mouth.

A young, rather attractive looking auror with shocking pink hair, whom Harry assumed was Tonks, voiced her opinion. "Professor, why is it then that we can't just cut every curse off before the spell leave the wand? Whenever I summon the wands, it always is either before the incantation or after the spell nearly took the life out off me."

"Ah…yes…you see. Not every one is quick enough to cut one's incantation, not with you have to say incantation to summon your opponent's wand and all." Dumbledore turn his madly twinkling blue eyes toward Harry, who was seemingly lost in his own thought. "In Mr.Potter's case…"

"I didn't use incantation," Harry cut in, seeming excited and pensive all the same, "so it didn't take long. All I had to do was watch his magic concentrated towards his wand and before it left, I willed his wand to come to me."

"Precisely!" Minleko chimed in, "Mr.Potter, you never cease to amaze me. In such a short time this evening, I've seen enough to live for my next 20 years without any more surprise!"

Dumbledore surveyed the room, lingering a moment on Harry, who seemed excited but tired, and spoke up. "Now, now that we've been filled with the event, I think we should head back to Headquarters. We have much to discuss concerning security break in and the living arrangement for Young Mr.Potter."

"I'm staying here tonight. I'm not going to the headquarters or to the Burrow, at least not for tonight." Harry cut in before anyone had a chance to say more.

Everyone in the room looked surprise. Rumus Luping looked at Harry incredulously and said, "Are you out of you mind Harry? You-know-who had just been here!"

"Exactly, he had just been here. He is not here anymore, and I doubt he will be here any time soon. I have much to think of right now. Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to be. Good night, see you all tomorrow." With that said, Harry headed to his room tiredly. He threw himself on the bed not even bothering to change the clothes. He drifted off to the dreamless sleep immediately, but not before willing his door locked that no one could disturb and tuned out every sound.

Harry woke up slowly and stretched sleepily. He felt refreshed after the night's sleep. It wasn't then that he felt a feeling of odd sensation poking at his head that he became aware of his environment. He noticed that it was dark outside and everything seems quiet. Wait…quiet…too quiet. What is happening? Am I deaf? Why can't I hear anything? Harry thought frantically. Suddenly, a wave of memory of Voldemort's intrusion rushed back into his sense. Crap!..was the first thing come to his mind. At the same time, he noticed that the door to his room was visibly shaking from…force? Pounding? But no sound. Odd, really, really odd.

He concentrate on the vibrating door and was suddenly fell out of his bed as ear splitting sound rushed through him like thunder. Gone was the silent, peaceful room. Instead, the sound of the simultaneously pounding on the door and all sound rushed toward Harry…from the window, from the room itself, and from every corner. Pressing on his ears tightly, Harry shakily got up from the floor and cursed profusely under his breath.

Damn! What the bloody hell was that all about and who the ruddy hell is making that noice! Just open the door already for Merlin's sake! As soon as the last thought crossed his mind, the door swung open and slammed on the wall with a loud thud. A figure flew in from the door way and landed themselves on the floor, sprawling.

"Damn it Potter!" came a very indignant voice from the figure, a slightly muffed voice due to the fact that their face was flat on the floor.

Before Harry could even open his mouth, though, a large number of crowd piled in to the small room making different noises from their mouths.

"…what the hell!" One said.

"…Finally!" Another breathed.

"…'bout time Potter!" One yelled.

"…Thanks Merlin!" Another chorused.

A bit disconcerted, Harry yelled on top of his lunge to silent the crowd, "What in Merlin's name are you all doing here! Can't you see I was sleeping!"

The room fell into silent, but not for long.

"What do you mean you were sleeping! Who the bloody hell would be sleeping for three days and three nights without a single movement!" yelled Ron.

"Language Ronald Weasely!" Chided Hermione.

"What was that Potter?" Moody growled dangerously. "I saw you lying on bed through the wall. You didn't even move a single muscle throughout these three days."

"And what did you do to your door Potter?" Sneered Snape, holding his bloody nose and face turned skyward. "And prepare for detention for a week with me for the display earlier."

"Mr.Potter, what did you do to your door?" Asked Professor McGonagal sternly, "Professor Dumbledore said that even he couldn't figure out what locking charm you used. I myself have checked any transfiguration charm on the door."

"Harry, mate, even Hagrid couldn't break in after several attempts. That was brilliant, mate!" Ron said grinning from ear to ear.

Harry's head was now spinning from attempt to follow one speaker to another. It seemed like everybody in the room, which was about 17, had either comment or question, though the latter seemed to be dominant.

Hermione and Remus seemed to notice his state. Hermione rounded all occupants in the room at the top of her lungs. "All of you shut up already! Look at him!"

Everyone flushed, including every stern-looking professor McGonagal, and decided to stay silent promptly.

"Good," Hermione looked around and said, satisfied.

"Thanks, Hermione. I needed it. You're the best." Harry said gratefully.

Hermione blushed slightly, either from the heart felt compliment or from the looks she was getting from the elders in the room. Or maybe from both, who knows?

Harry cleared his throat and started, "All right. Now that we all seem rather calm, thanks to Hermione, I would like to know two things." He looked around and notice that all of occupants in the room were who came at the night Voldemort intruded the house, except for Snape, Ron, Hermione, and McGonagal. Dumbledore, Minleko and a few were missing. Harry continued, "First, why are you all here? And second, what were you talking about when you first enter here?"

McGonagal spoke up first, "We were here to try to get to you because you were not moving for three days in a raw. And we were talking about your state, Mr.Potter." She finished as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Harry confused even more and Hermione continue with detail. "Honestly Harry, don't you remember anything? You were like a dead body, at least that's what Professor Moody said, and we can't open the door. It didn't even move when Professor Dumbledore and Hagrid tried to open it."

"Couldn't you just pop in here? I mean this room is not like Hogwart. It doesn't even have wards." Harry asked incredulously.

"Wother Harry! That was a nice piece of work! I tried to pop in, but if it wasn't for Professor Dumbledore, I might have stuck half myself in here and the other half outside." Tonks said with a grim expression, which is quite a show on her usually cheerful face.

Remus came forward, giving him a hug and kneeled in front of him. "Harry, What ever you did, don't do that again to us. We were worried sick when we came back the next morning after our meeting, you were nowhere near awake. Only Alastor's comfirmation that you are still breathing made us to not go crazy. Don't ever do that again."

"Ok people…um..I mean…Professors, I didn't do anything particular. I was just tired and fell asleep. I didn't even know I was out for three days!" Harry exclaimed, "What now?"

"You didn't do anything, Potter? Just like your arrogant father, always looking for attention, alwa….oops" Snape spat, but was cut off from mid sentence by Harry.

"Shut up!" Harry yelled and instantly Snape's mouth sealed itself tightly in a very thin line and his whole body went rigid in attention position, hands snapped up besides him.

There were snickers and coughs across the room. Older ones immediately tried to cover their laughter in emergency coughs but failing miserably. Ron and Tonks however were rolling on the floor laughing hysterically. Ron's one hands were holding his sides and his face was flushing bright red, matching his red hair. Hermione was trying her best to give both Harry and Ron disapproving look, but her eyes betray her amusement. Tonks, on the other hand, was giving quite a sight. Her eyes were screwed shut with laughter and her hair was flashing rapidly from one color to another.

Harry's eyes switched from Snape's rigid body to those around the room. He was feeling quite satisfied himself, and proud, definitely proud of his work. Finally, he saw Professor McGonagal composed herself to her ever present stern expression and ordered, "Mr.Potter, you will release Professor Snape from whatever you did this instant. It is most inappropriate behavior of a student to attack a teacher. Now!"

Harry looked at her as if she was out of her cripple mind and said incredulously, "Professor, I didn't do anything. I just told him to shut up and…see…he shut up. I don't know any spell to shut a person up. And I did not attack him, he attacked me with his dirty mouth, and therefore he should get detention," Harry finished crossing his arms over his chest, his face smug.

"Harry!" Hermione smacked his arms and yelled.

"Hey! What was that for!" Harry said indignantly.

"You are being a prat to professor, Harry!" Hermione scowled him. "Apologize now!"

"Hermione!" Ron shouted.

Harry was now both annoy and tired of everyone around him constantly bucking their big, ugly noses in his business. He made up his mind and held up his hand in Ron's direction to stop him from further comment at Hermione which would just set off their constant bickers.

"Alright. Professor Snape, professor McGonagal, I'm sorry for whatever you think is I did," Harry paused for a moment, "Everyone, thanks for your concern over me. Now, if you will excuse me, I am taking a nice, long holiday for my self. I will see you all soon."

He turned to Ron and Hermione and grinned broadly, "Hey guys, thanks for coming here. I appreciate that. I will see you on September 1st."

"Moony, see you soon. Don't try to find me, I will show up when I finish holiday. Cheers everyone!" And with that Harry disappeared without even a faint sound.

Everyone was staring at the spot where Harry had been. Their eyes were wide and mouths hanging open. "Cool" Ron and most order members chorused quietly.

Hermione however was closing and opening her mouth in search of the right words. And finally she blustered out, "He can't apparate! He's only 16 and he doesn't even have apparation license! And Professor Dumbledore said Harry couldn't apparate or port-key out of this house without him giving permission to the wards! It can't be!"

"Well, he just did," Remus said quietly, "I can't control this kid. He is doing whatever he wants right under the noses of fully trained people."

"I can't believe he just did that," Tonks said, eyes sparkling, "and what do we do with professor Snape? Moody doesn't seem to be able to revive him."

"Finite Incantation," McGonagal muttered, pointing her wands at Snape. Nothing seems to happen for a moment. Suddenly, Snape's eyebrows began to fall down from their positions and in a matter of time; Snape was left without eyebrows or eyelashes. His position, however, remained just as rigid as before, not a single part moved from the previous position.

McGonagal stared at the proceeding, shock expression written in her usual stern face. She seemed to be forgetting her usual expression for now. Her face turned to horror when nothing was left on Snape's face. Snape's face began to contort into horror and utter hatred and loathing.

The room was once again filled with hysteric laughter from Tonks and Ron. Remus, this time however, couldn't control himself and began to shake uncontrollably while trying to hold back his laughter with all his might. Hermione and the rest of the women in the room fell into a series of giggles contest.

Finally, Moody growled loudly between his snickering, "Alright people, let's move. To Headquarters." With that said he grabbed Snape's arms and disappeared with a loud pop. Soon a series of pops follows and the room remained as silent as an empty room could be.

A/N: There you go! I'm currently working on chapter 7. I need new character names! Help! In the next chapter, there will be less boring stuffs. More surprises coming! You will never guess where Harry goes. Keep up people!