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Innovo Adorior

A New Rise

CHAPTER 1 'Sirius'

"NOO! No, Sirius, come back!" Harry bellowed at the wavering veil. He fought against Remus' grip, he didn't understand, why wouldn't Sirius come back? Why was he ignoring him? 'Maybe he's unconscious' he thought desperately.

"Sirius!! Sirius, get out here now!" Harry yelled once again. He was completely unfazed by the battle going on about him; the flashes of light the screams and curses being issued all around. He didn't notice anything except his godfather, who he couldn't see any more.

"SIRIUS!" he tried yet again and was going to again when he was interrupted.

"Harry, Harry I'm sorry, Sirius is, Sirius is not going to come back." Remus said in barely a whisper but it sounded as though he had screamed it into his ear.

"No...no he'll come back, he's fine, and he just probably can't hear me. SIRIUS!" Harry continuing to struggle against the werewolf's' strong grip.

"No, Harry. I mean Sirius can't come back... He's De..." But he wasn't aloud to finish his sentence as Harry snapped around to face him.

"NO! Sirius is NOT dead! He will come back! He will...He can't just leave me...He...I...Sirius wouldn't..." Harry croaked out barely audibly.

"I'm sorry Harry." Remus told Harry. Remus loosened his grip seeing Harry was not fighting him anymore. They seemed to be in their own little protective bubble from the dueling wizards around them.

Harry felt Remus' grip loosen and grinned to himself, 'bad idea' he thought and easily broke out of Remus' loose grip and towards the stairs.

Remus, startled, tried to regrab the back of Harry's robes as he ran, but Harry was too fast, "HARRY, NO!" Remus yelled as he saw Harry was headed to the veil that Sirius just fell behind, The Veil of Death.

Harry's heart pounded as he ran, he got closer to the stone steps of the Dias that led to the Archway that Sirius disappeared behind. 'All I have to do is go back there and bring him back out' Harry thought to himself. He heard people from the Order around him yelling for him to stop, but he wouldn't. He wasn't going to lose anyone else he cared about especially his godfather, the last parental figure he had left. The Death Eaters around him seemed to notice he was running unprotected and aimed their wands.

Harry heard the killing curse fired at him from every direction, but didn't care. He reached the stone steps and started up as fast as he could. The rock steps were exploding around him as the spells and curses hit them, He still ran undisturbed by the mayhem around him. Halfway up. He heard a high-pitched cruel laugh behind him, and knew it was Lord Voldemort. He heard Voldemorts voice clear in his head as it hissed out in a high cruel voice, "Avada Kedavera!" He was at the top now. He felt Voldemorts curse hit him square between the shoulders and pain erupted through his body and he stumbled through the stone archway and everything went black.

The battle in the rest of the room ceased as Harry fell through the Veil just as Sirius had. The silence was palpable. No one could believe what just happened. Harry couldn't die. It would doom the wizzarding world if Voldemort lived, and Harry was the only one with the ability to do that. As the realization of what had happened sunk into everyone present, The Death Eaters Started to cheer.

Harry slowly opened his eyes. Complete blackness met his eyes. The smell of fresh air and damp grass met his nose, and dew clung to his skin. Harry realized he must be out side some where as he now saw tiny pinpricks of light above him that were the stars. Slowly his surroundings came into focus. 'How did I get outside? I was just in the Department of Mysteries. What's going on here?' Harry thought. He looked around trying to figure out where he was; a grassy field with hills rolling as far as he could see into the horizon, there were trees sprouting every now and then and in the distance he could see mountains with the sun just starting to peep over its peeks. He'd never been here before that's for sure. 'Well if I got here through that Veil' he thought, 'then Sirius must have gotten here too.

"Well, well, well. Now that wasn't so hard. To think everyone thought that that boy could ever defeat me!" said the hissing voice that was Lord Voldemort. The Death Eaters finally quieted down their laughter in the livid faces of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Now Tom, don't tell me you are excited over murdering a boy." Said the only wizard that Voldemort ever feared, Albus Dumbledore.

"DON'T call me by that filthy name!" Voldemort hissed angrily, "You Mudblood loving fool. You have stood against me too many times. Now I will never have to worry about you again, because your savior is dead! Should I be rid of you now or teach you a lesson first? Ahh a lesson I think. Crucio!" he pointed his wand at Dumbledore as he shouted the pain curse and an angry red beam fell upon him. Dumbledore just stood there though.

"Wait! You can't have immunity to that! No one does!" Voldemort shouted surprised that his powerful curse hadn't even made Dumbledore flinch.

"Ahh, I assure you anything is possible, having an immunity to the Cruciatus Curse, is one of my talents." Dumbledore said pleasantly though all the sparkle that is usually in his blue eyes had dulled to nothing.

"Well, I cannot teach you a lesson I might as well be rid of you. Avada Keda..." Voldemort was cut off by the Veil of Death. It had started to glow.

"Sirius! Sirius, where are you?" Harry shouted into the distance. He still saw nothing. He wandered over the next hill and spotted a black shape beneath a tree down the other side of the hill. It stirred, and it looked to be human!

"Sirius!!" Harry shouted down the hill as his feet followed his eyes. "Sirius! Is that you?" the figure stood, it was a man. 'Not just any man! That's SIRIUS!' Harry's eyes widened and he tackled the black shape that was Sirius Black.

"H...H...Harry!" Sirius stammered. He couldn't believe his eyes! 'This can't be happening!' He thought, 'If Harry is here that means he is...'

"Harry, what are you doing here?" Sirius asked gently prying the boys' hands from around him. Harry's smile faltered a bit as he looked into his Godfathers eyes.

"I...I...I just came to get you Sirius. You wouldn't answer me, and Remus... Remus said that you were never going to come back, and that you were..." Harry replied shakily.

"Harry, you followed me through the Veil!" Sirius asked not believing his ears, "Harry that was the Veil of Death. We can't go back now. Why did you follow me? You should have listened to Remus, Harry. So you could grow up. But Harry...there's no way back."

"But sure there is we can go back the same way we came can't we? I mean the door is just back over there." Harry said simply pointing back over his shoulder. Sirius sighed and looked sadly down at his Godson, whom he felt was more like his own son if he ever had one. "Harry, there is no door. There's no way out." Sirius said slowly as if to some toddler. Now Harry was getting angry. He grabbed his Godfathers hand and drug him back over the hill to the place where he had waken up. There was the door, as plain as day even light was shining through the cracks around the edges. Though there was no wall around the door Harry believed it worked the same as the archway they came through to get here.

"See, I told you there was a door." Harry said matter-of-factly. Sirius though just stared at, no through the door as if it weren't even there.

"Harry... I... what door are you talking about there's nothing here." Sirius asked thoroughly confused now. Harry just pushed him up so he was almost nose touching the door.

"This door Sirius! Don't tell me you can't see it? It is right in front of your nose!" Harry said exasperated. He wished his Godfather would stop playing these games with him it was getting rather annoying. 'But what if he really can't see the door?' a small voice in his mind asked.

"Harry, I'm sorry. I can't see anything." Sirius said sadly and very confused.

"Well, how come I can see it then? Never mind come on, were going through." He grasped Sirius' hand and through the door open and stepped into the light pulling a reluctant Godfather with him.

The light around the Veil got brighter and brighter until a brilliant white light shown from it blinding everyone in the room. They heard a faint noise, and it was getting louder, it was a phoenix song. The soothing tone floated through the room into everyone's heads.

"What's going on?" Remus demanded from Dumbledore. He just smiled back at the werewolf, thought a worried look in his eyes.

"I don't know, Remus, I don't know..." Dumbledore replied quietly, wondering the same thing as Remus.

Harry opened his eyes to see bright white all around him. Suddenly a voice boomed in his mind.

"Harry Potter. Nice to see you again, its been a while has it not." It was a soft feminine voice that Harry found soothing.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Harry asked into the light. He could almost see the voice smiling in his mind.

"Yes, of course you do. We've met a few times before, but always you came from the other direction to me." The voice said gently sounding as if she were whispering in his ear.

"Err then I am sorry again but what is your name?" Harry asked curiously, "And I don't remember ever meeting you before."

"Well, Harry, no one remembers meeting me until it is the last time they will meet me. Though most I only meet once. You are very special though aren't you Harry? My name is unknown by most, so I am known instead by the name of Death." Harry's eyes widened in shock.

"Your...your Death? But you sound so...I mean I thought Death was..." Harry stammered. The voice, no Death laughed.

"Let me guess, tall, black robes and hood, scary looking sword...and a guy. Am I right?" Death asked bemused.

"Well...yeah." Harry replied lamely, "I guess not quite huh." Death smiled again in his head.

"Not when I am here. Now, Harry, I suppose you'll be wanting to get back to...life?" Death asked, "But you cannot bring him with you. He must stay." Harry started and turned and saw the limp form of his Godfather, his hand still in his.

"But why can I go and not him?" Harry demanded, "That's not fair!"

"Harry, it wasn't your time, you have to go back and save your people. They need you." Death replied calmly.

"But I need him. I will not go back, no, I cannot go back without him. I wouldn't be able to stand it if I lost him. He's all I have left. I've already lost my parents, now he's the closest thing to a parent I've got. He has to come with me." Harry stated. There was a pause. Harry worried that Death might make him leave Sirius behind, but he wasn't going to either Sirius came along or he would stay. He made up his mind.

"Harry..." Death started, but Harry quit listening.

"He's coming with me." Harry said and with that he turned to Sirius and lifted the unconscious body with strength he didn't know he had and ran. He hoped he was going the right way, and soon in front of him he saw the archway, the way home.

Dumbledore turned to look at the Veil and saw a dark spot in the midst of the brilliant light, and it seemed to be getting larger, no closer, he corrected himself. His eyes widened as he realized what exactly he was seeing. Soon the light faded and everyone was left blinking to adjust to the darkness that now surrounded them. Finally with their eyes adjusted to the dim light, gasps were heard around the room. There in front of them was The-Boy-Who-Lived-Yet-Again! And not only that he had Sirius Black in his arms.

"HARRY!" Remus shouted and ran up to him and put a death-grip hug about him and Sirius, "How did you... what did you...Never do that to me again!" he finally decided to say, though not really angry at Harry. The Death Eaters and Voldemort seemed to be in a state of shock as the Order ran up to Harry cheering and encircling him for his protection.

"YOU!" Voldemorts high voice screeched through the air silencing any cheers by the Order around Harry, "Why won't you just die?" Harry looked up to see Voldemort glaring viciously at him. He turned slowly and handed Sirius gently to Remus and turned back to Voldemort.

"Don't you get it yet Riddle?" Harry asked, while Voldemort hissed at being called by his muggle name, "You are evil, evil never wins, you have no love in your heart, you will die cold alone and miserable and no one will morn you. They will jump for joy when they hear they are free of your presence forevermore. But I will not kill you. That would be murder no matter how evil you are." At his last statement everyone turned to look at him shocked, while Voldemort sneered.

"Ahh, Potter doesn't have it in him to kill, I shall just take it into my own hands then, I am more powerful than you, I shall easily defeat you and rule the wizarding world soon." He was interrupted though by Harry.

"No I do not have the will to kill, though I do have the will to send you somewhere where you'll never be seen again. And you will get what you've had coming ever since you started your reign of terror. You will dwell your own mind in a place of torture and hate, where you cannot rule or gain power or ever escape. You will be your own prison, Voldemort. And you will not like it." Harry finished in a hushed, harsh whisper that could scare a giant straight and looked into Voldemorts eyes where he saw a flash of what could only be described as complete and utter fear, but it soon passed to be replaced by a look of total loathing focused directly at Harry. Harry had no idea how he knew what to do next but he did it anyway. He raised his wand and pointed it directly at Voldemorts chest where he should have had a heart. Everyone around them scuttled to the side and behind the person who they were fighting for, so as to avoid being hit with any curses. If the situation at hand weren't so serious, Harry would have laughed at them all, hiding behind him, a boy, from Voldemort.

"You have Power Voldemort, yes I can admit, but I have power that you know not, power that you refuse to believe in, a power that is more powerful that all yours combined." Harry glanced to all those who believed in him and loved him, "Love, Voldemort, something you should have placed more trust in before now. But because of your hatred you would deny it any place in you. Now that will be your undoing, you should have chosen a different path Voldemort." At this the order backed away from him as he had started glowing a blue and gold light from his very self. The power radiating off him was practically palpable and even Dumbledore, said to be the most powerful wizard of the time, was entranced by the immense power radiating off the young boy. Harry hadn't seemed to notice though, and the power rose more around him and some had to look away to keep from being blinded.

"Expelliarmus!" Voldemort shouted and Harry's wand flew from his hand to Voldemorts feet, Voldemort let out a grin of victory, but Harry still seemed unfazed and finally just raises his arm and pointed it at Voldemort as if with an invisible wand and shouted, "Aboleo hic malus concedo animula!" (A/N: destroy this evil by death in soul: translation in Latin.) The power around Harry suddenly sucked back into his body and seemed to travel through his arm and out his open palm at Voldemort, whose eyes widened in shock and open fear. The electric black/white light hit him square in the chest and Voldemort let out a scream of agony as he doubled over and collapsed to the floor. A red light encompassed his body and with a loud pop and puff of smoke he was gone and in his place stood Death, in traditional appearance and looked to Harry and smiled, "It is done. Thank you Harry." A simple statement and disappeared in the wisps of smoke that remained. Harry smiled weekly, he had done it, it was finally over, and collapsed to the floor surrounded by the Order and his friends. He knew no more but the blackness that filled his vision and the sounds of the Order, fussing over him, and celebrating the fall of Lord Voldemort.

A/N

Hope you enjoy this. More to come soon! R&R but remember this is my first fic.