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Pyrexia
The seven months were almost up, and Harry would soon be returning to his hectic life. Little did he know, when he woke up that day, two days before he was due to return, his life was about to become even more hectic.
Harry walked into his bathroom at six in the morning. (He was allowed to sleep in since the training had now stopped, and his last days were supposed to be restful) Wanting to go for a fly with Hedwig in one of his new forms. Harry was not what one would call an animgus but a Changeling meaning he could take any animal form he could think off. This along with other things had come along with his training with Ona.
The form that he liked the most was his Pheniox form, with his black wings and gold feathers, he could fly faster then his firebolt and carry large loads. As well as he could fire travel in this form
He stood in front on the mirror examining all the changes. He no longer was a scrawny, pale little boy; but had grown a few inches, with tan skin and a on the way developing muscular body from all his hard training.
He sighed, seeing his scar on his forehead. It was something that not even his strongest concealing charm could hide.
After making sure his concealment charms were in place, he left the room. Hedwig was sitting on her perch. "I'm just going to get some breakfast, girl. I be back soon," said Harry.
Hedwig, who was a late riser, just muttered something that sounded like: "crazy, annoying human . . ."
Harry just laughed.
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As he was walking down to the kitchen, he bumped into a little figure. It was Princess Hali, Prince Hayden and Princess Ona's six year-old daughter.
"Uncle Harry," she said with a wide smile. He laughed. The little girl had been calling him 'Uncle' since the day they met. He absolutely loved this little girl and he could not deny her anything.
Whenever he got depressed over Sirius, she always made him laugh. She always reminded him what he was fighting for. He was truly going to miss her.
"Hey there, my little midget," he said teasingly. "What are you doing out of bed so early?"
She smiled her innocent smile. "Grandpa woke me up on accident, so I got to help him with the potion. He sent me to tell you," she said with a giggle, "that it will be ready by tonight."
Harry smiled, knowing what potion was being made. It was for Remus, and any one else with his condition . . . though Harry would have to brew the others himself.
"Well," said Harry, "I was just going to go get some breakfast, and then go for a fly. Why don't you come eat with me? You know I hate eating alone."
She clapped her hands in excitement and grabbed Harry's hand, leading him towards kitchen.
When they entered the kitchen, they were greeted by the warm, comforting smell of Cook's food. " Ah," said the old Elvin woman. "My two favorite people have come to visit this old lass. Let me get you early risers some breakfast."
Both grinned as Cook fixed them both something to eat.
Twenty-five minutes later both Harry and Hali left with their stomachs generously full. "Well," said Harry, "I'd better get going. Hedwig is probably waiting for me."
"Oh Uncle Harry," she pleaded, "can I please come?" She stared up at him with her big, innocent eyes. Harry just could not resist her charm.
"If your parents say yes, then... yes, you can join me. I'll be in my horse form, you can ride on my back."
She jumped up and down and raced down the hall to find her parents.
Harry laughed; he loved making her happy, and he was pretty sure that Ona and Hayden would not mind him taking Hali. They trusted him and knew he would never let anything happen to her. He smiled as he thought of Ona and Hayden. They where like family to him. They were the future King and Queen of Pyrexia, after Ona's parents decide to cross over.
You see, there are only two ways for an elf to die. One way, the
way most elves die, was, when they reach their time, they take a boat that takes them to the next part of life. What that is, no one knows. The second, the worst of the two, was to be killed by a mortal weapon such as a sword or a dagger.
These were really the only two ways to truly kill an elf. Though, that is not saying there aren't more, but none had been used for thousands of years.
When Harry reached Ona's parents' room the door was already open and Hali was talking a mile a minute to her sleepy parents.
"Hali," admonished Harry, "let them wake up first."
She smiled shyly, waiting for her parents to get up.
Finally, after Ona was awake enough to understand her daughter, she agreed that Harry could take her as long as both of them were careful and were back before dinner. Both Harry and Hali nodded and ran off to Harry's room.
"Hedwig," Harry said "we will meet you right outside the entrance to the Willow Forest. Hali will be joining us so I will be in my horse form."
"All right," replied Hedwig, happily, for she, like Harry, adored Hali.
With that, she flew out of Harry's window towards Browning Forest.
Hali and Harry headed outside. When they exited the Castle, Harry looked down at
Hali. "Okay," he said, "you stay on my back until I tell you to get off. If you get lost, just call for Hedwig. She'll find you."
She nodded; bored since her Uncle Harry gave her the same speech every time they went out. "Okay," he said. Within seconds, a brilliant black horse with dull green eyes, and a small white patch where Harry's scar would be.
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He gave a neigh and bent down, allowing Hali to climb onto his back. He gave another neigh and took off towards the forest with Hali holding onto his mane.
When they reached the entrance to the forest Harry slowed his pace. Hedwig soon spotted them, and flew above Harry. Harry walked deeper into the forest, bringing himself to the forest lake.
He sat down, allowing Hali off as he transformed back into human Harry. He gave a big sigh and smiled down at Hali.
"Wow," she said, never being here before, "where are we, Uncle Harry?"
He smiled. He had found this lake at the beginning of
his training, so he could have a place of his own to come to and think. But, now that he was leaving, he wanted Hali, his little niece, to have a place of her own.
Hali repeated her question. He quickly started to explain. "This lake is where I come to think. It's lovely, isn't it?"
She looked at him, shocked. "Uncle Harry, I know of this lake. No one has ever found it," she said in a hushed tone. "It's rumored to have belonged to the Lady of the Lake, who gave King Arthur Excalibur."
"Really?" replied Harry, with a amused smile. He had heard the story of the Lady of the Lake many times. The fact that he may have found it did not surprise him at all. It seemed nothing could surprise him anymore.
Or, at least that's what he thought . . . until he heard a scream. A scream, not of children playing, but of some one who was hurt or being hurt.
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"Uncle Harry," said Hali, "what is that?" They heard the scream again. Harry's eyes focused on where the noise was coming from for a second, then he said, "Hedwig, take Hali home, now."
"What! Uncle Harry, I wanna stay with you," Hali cried.
"No," Harry said. "No arguments." He whistled for Hedwig, who flew down onto Hali's shoulder. The next thing they knew, there was a burst of flame and both Hali and Hedwig were gone. Harry turned into his fastest form, a large black wolf, and took off towards the source of the screaming.
What he saw when he arrived would be something to change Harry's life forever. Something that would scar him forever. Though, at the time, he did not know this. That lack of knowledge was a blessing- a blessing in a deep disguise.
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