A Phoenix's Tale
By: Muses Fury
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Disclaimer: I don't own any known character, J.K. Rowling does. Don't sue me, please?!
Summary: This is my take on Fawkes the phoenix. Read and enjoy!!
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Ambrose was the first to wake. She opened her golden brown eyes and blinked in the harsh lighting.
"Ah, Ambrose, sleep well?" Dumbledore asked, glad that there was someone to talk to at last. Ambrose nodded, and reached for the water goblet. After she quenched her thirst, she turned back to face Dumbledore.
"Albus, what happened?" Ambrose questioned. Dumbledore looked at her for a moment before responding.
"I was about to ask you the same thing."
"I don't know. Sure, I've moved fire before, like lighting a candle or something, but that was only in small amounts. I've never done something to this magnitude before."
"I figured. Can you tell me what you were thinking, or feeling at the time?" Dumbledore asked, trying to get to resolve this mysterious surge of power.
"Well," Ambrose thought, scrunching her forehead in thought, trying to remember those evasive memories. "I can't really remember thinking much except that it was a trap, but I know I was angry."
"Who was the anger directed towards?"
"The Death Eaters." Ambrose said immediately.
"You weren't angry with Severus?" Dumbledore asked, nodding slightly towards the sleeping man. Ambrose looked, and gasped slightly as she had not realized that Snape was there. Ambrose looked back at Dumbledore and shook her head.
"No, it could've been a last minute change of plans." She answered with certainty.
"So you would'ny be suspicious of his true loyalties?" At this question, Ambrose raised her eyebrow.
"No, Albus, I know where his loyalties lay. I have no need to question that."
"Okay, good." Dumbledore eyes twinkled. "So, what else where you feeling?"
"I was scared and I felt trapped."
"Okay, I can understand the trapped feeling. But, why were you scared?"
" Because, somehow, I could sense that they did not want to kill us immediately. I think that they wanted to trap us and find the few who could tell them information about you and the Order. I didn't want to be the one who was caught."
"And why not?"
"Albus, if I had been caught, that could have been the end of the Order. Though I can do Occlumency, I'm not as experienced as you or Severus."
"But, you can withstand Veritaserum, and the Imperius Curse, am I right?"
"Yes, Albus, but..."
"There is no but, Ambrose. It would have been near impossible to crack you. Have you ever wondered why you could withstand Veritaserum and the Imperius?" Ambrose nodded. "Your phoenix properties cancel out those of the Veritaserum, since phoenix tears are an ingredient. And as for the Imperius, you are far too stubborn to obey any of those people." Dumbledore smiled at Ambrose reassuringly. "If you can withstand those, then why be scared?"
"I didn't want to be the one to accidentally slip and give information that could he harmful to Severus, you, or the Order." She said, wringing her hands slightly. "I couldn't live with myself if I had." Her brown eyes showed Dumbledore that she was in earnest, and he put a hand on her shoulder.
"Dear child, shouldn't you have been scared for your wellbeing also?" He asked, giving her shoulder a squeeze. He was shocked when she shook her head. "And why not?" He asked.
"Because, I willingly put my life on the line everytime that I go to a meeting. I can't afford to be fearful for my own life when there are others lives on the line." Dumbledore didn't say anything, her just stared at Ambrose in shock. *She doesn't care if she's hurt, or even killed, as long as nameless others are safe.* He shook his head, and sat down.
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Something was telling Snape to wake up. He couldn't quite figure out what it was, but obeyed just the same, though he never got to the point of sitting up, or even opening his eyes for that matter. He could hear Dumbledore and Ambrose talking. *Probably about the meeting last night. She probably blames me for it.* Snape thought. Then he heard Dumbledore ask a question that made his blood run cold.
"You weren't angry with Severus?" "No, it could've been a last minute change of plans." "So, you wouldn't be suspicious of his true loyalties?" "No, Albus, I know where his loyalties lay. I don't need to question that."
Those simple words, though told to him before, filled Snape with such a relief like had never felt. "No, Albus, I know where his loyalties lay. I don't need to question that." Ambrose's statements echoed through his mind. *Finally, someone besides Dumbledore who believes me.* Snape thought. With similar thoughts like this, he missed the last half of the conversation. But, as silence descended once more over the hospital wing, he fell asleep again.
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Well, did you like this one as well? Review please? I may have to just stop writing all together if you don't! Ok, well I wouldn't do that, but still. Well anyway, talk to you all later, Have a lovely day/evening,
~ Muses Fury
By: Muses Fury
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Disclaimer: I don't own any known character, J.K. Rowling does. Don't sue me, please?!
Summary: This is my take on Fawkes the phoenix. Read and enjoy!!
~*~
Ambrose was the first to wake. She opened her golden brown eyes and blinked in the harsh lighting.
"Ah, Ambrose, sleep well?" Dumbledore asked, glad that there was someone to talk to at last. Ambrose nodded, and reached for the water goblet. After she quenched her thirst, she turned back to face Dumbledore.
"Albus, what happened?" Ambrose questioned. Dumbledore looked at her for a moment before responding.
"I was about to ask you the same thing."
"I don't know. Sure, I've moved fire before, like lighting a candle or something, but that was only in small amounts. I've never done something to this magnitude before."
"I figured. Can you tell me what you were thinking, or feeling at the time?" Dumbledore asked, trying to get to resolve this mysterious surge of power.
"Well," Ambrose thought, scrunching her forehead in thought, trying to remember those evasive memories. "I can't really remember thinking much except that it was a trap, but I know I was angry."
"Who was the anger directed towards?"
"The Death Eaters." Ambrose said immediately.
"You weren't angry with Severus?" Dumbledore asked, nodding slightly towards the sleeping man. Ambrose looked, and gasped slightly as she had not realized that Snape was there. Ambrose looked back at Dumbledore and shook her head.
"No, it could've been a last minute change of plans." She answered with certainty.
"So you would'ny be suspicious of his true loyalties?" At this question, Ambrose raised her eyebrow.
"No, Albus, I know where his loyalties lay. I have no need to question that."
"Okay, good." Dumbledore eyes twinkled. "So, what else where you feeling?"
"I was scared and I felt trapped."
"Okay, I can understand the trapped feeling. But, why were you scared?"
" Because, somehow, I could sense that they did not want to kill us immediately. I think that they wanted to trap us and find the few who could tell them information about you and the Order. I didn't want to be the one who was caught."
"And why not?"
"Albus, if I had been caught, that could have been the end of the Order. Though I can do Occlumency, I'm not as experienced as you or Severus."
"But, you can withstand Veritaserum, and the Imperius Curse, am I right?"
"Yes, Albus, but..."
"There is no but, Ambrose. It would have been near impossible to crack you. Have you ever wondered why you could withstand Veritaserum and the Imperius?" Ambrose nodded. "Your phoenix properties cancel out those of the Veritaserum, since phoenix tears are an ingredient. And as for the Imperius, you are far too stubborn to obey any of those people." Dumbledore smiled at Ambrose reassuringly. "If you can withstand those, then why be scared?"
"I didn't want to be the one to accidentally slip and give information that could he harmful to Severus, you, or the Order." She said, wringing her hands slightly. "I couldn't live with myself if I had." Her brown eyes showed Dumbledore that she was in earnest, and he put a hand on her shoulder.
"Dear child, shouldn't you have been scared for your wellbeing also?" He asked, giving her shoulder a squeeze. He was shocked when she shook her head. "And why not?" He asked.
"Because, I willingly put my life on the line everytime that I go to a meeting. I can't afford to be fearful for my own life when there are others lives on the line." Dumbledore didn't say anything, her just stared at Ambrose in shock. *She doesn't care if she's hurt, or even killed, as long as nameless others are safe.* He shook his head, and sat down.
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Something was telling Snape to wake up. He couldn't quite figure out what it was, but obeyed just the same, though he never got to the point of sitting up, or even opening his eyes for that matter. He could hear Dumbledore and Ambrose talking. *Probably about the meeting last night. She probably blames me for it.* Snape thought. Then he heard Dumbledore ask a question that made his blood run cold.
"You weren't angry with Severus?" "No, it could've been a last minute change of plans." "So, you wouldn't be suspicious of his true loyalties?" "No, Albus, I know where his loyalties lay. I don't need to question that."
Those simple words, though told to him before, filled Snape with such a relief like had never felt. "No, Albus, I know where his loyalties lay. I don't need to question that." Ambrose's statements echoed through his mind. *Finally, someone besides Dumbledore who believes me.* Snape thought. With similar thoughts like this, he missed the last half of the conversation. But, as silence descended once more over the hospital wing, he fell asleep again.
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Well, did you like this one as well? Review please? I may have to just stop writing all together if you don't! Ok, well I wouldn't do that, but still. Well anyway, talk to you all later, Have a lovely day/evening,
~ Muses Fury