Coming Silence
Ch: 6
Harry woke the next morning wrapped in Sirius's protective arms. The animagus wasn't awake and Harry took the time to actually look at Sirius. The older mans hair was trimmed nicely and he looked better than the last time he had actually seen him; healthy as if he had had a few good meals. Remus was obviously making sure Sirius was eating enough. The lines around his face were smoothed out and Harry slowly traced one of them. It wasn't there before- Harry must have given it to him.
A small smile graced Sirius's face. "Good morning," rumbled Sirius, still not fully awake. Harry smiled back as sleepy blue eyes turned to look at him.
"Good morning, Sirius. Thank you for staying with me last night. It meant a lot to me."
"Don't worry about it. That was the first time I actually got to comfort you." They lapsed into a comfortable silence, Harry stilled wrapped up in Sirius's arms, and neither of them wanted to move. Finally, Sirius broke their comfortable peace. "What happened last night, Harry? You sounded as if someone was trying to kill you."
Harry shook his head and explained. He told Sirius everything about his nightmare. Sirius listened in silence, not saying a word until the very end. "Don't worry about it, Harry. It was only a dream. The Dementors won't even be able to catch me now, not after I had a few lessons with Kasha. Besides, I mostly stay at Hogwarts with Remus and Dumbledore won't let them back onto the grounds."
Harry snuggled in further. "What has been happening with Voldemort? And don't say nothing, I know something has been happening. I am unable to get visions in this realm- for which I am thankful- but I need to be aware of what the situation is. I will be going back, soon, and I don't want to be taken by surprise." Harry flicked his tail in anticipation.
"Well, to tell you the truth, not much has happened. Snape went back to spying for Dumbledore- he's in his second circle- and has given us valuable information. Voldemort had managed to get the Dementors on his side and was able to take back Azkaban. With a combined force, we were able to get it back, thank Merlin. The only down side is Voldemort was able to release many of his most loyal followers.
"Fudge was kicked out of the Ministry of Magic. Arthur Weasley presented enough proof that many of the Aurors' couldn't deny. They sided with Arthur, and after a brief Civil War, Fudge was thrown out. Weasley's the Minister now, and he's doing a damned good job of it."
Harry smiled at the news. It was time Arthur got promoted, even if it happened in a bad way. "He'll do a lot of good for the wizarding world. He's a good man."
"Damn right, he is. A real surprise, though, is Draco Malfoy. He turned his own dad in and turned against Voldemort. He's decided to side with Dumbledore and has recruited many students from Slytherin to join also."
"What?" Harry's head snapped up to look at his godfathers face. "Your not serious are you?" Sirius only nodded. "What happened? Something bad must have happened, to make him turn his own father in like that."
"Something did happen. Lucius tortured his own wife after he found out she no longer wanted anything to do with Voldemort. She openly declared her side in the war. Lucius tortured her bad enough that she nearly lost her life. She's deaf now. The worst part, however, is that he did it right in front of Draco."
"He WHAT? Right in front of him? That bastard, I hope he suffered for that." Sirius's grim smile let Harry know that, in the end, Lucius did suffer.
"Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I remember. Hagrid and Madame Maxime met with the giants. Most of them sided with Dumbledore. The others want nothing to do with the war and still stay where they are. They did say that, though they don't side with us, they won't side with Voldemort either."
"That's good to know." Harry rose from the bed and made his way to the wardrobe. "The giants are a good team to have, even if they aren't on our side. Get up, lazy, time for breakfast!"
At the mention of food, Sirius launched himself out of bed. He disappeared to his room and moments later he was back, dressed in a deep blue robe that matched his eyes. Harry dressed in a deep green shirt and black pants, completely leaving behind the shoes. At Sirius's raised eyebrows, he briefly explained that he didn't need them- his feet were tough and he no longer liked the feel of his confining shoes.
Sirius wrapped his arm around his godson's shoulders and steered him away from the bedroom and, consequently, away from the direction of the dining room. He kept Harry distracted by telling Harry his plans on seducing Remus for the werewolf's birthday-which was only a month or two away in the wizarding world.
Harry offered his opinion on different ways to surprise Remus and, deep in his own dastardly plans, didn't take notice on where they were going. Malvorn joined them shortly and cast a discrete nod to Sirius above Harry's head. The animagus grinned. They finally came to the dining room. Sirius let Harry walk in before him. The room was dark- none of the curtains were open and Harry could barely make out the outlines of the furniture-even cats needed some light to see by.
"What's going on?" he asked. The lights immediately flashed on, the curtains opened as the sound of several voices shouted, "surprise"!
"Wh- what? I don't understand-what's going on?" stuttered Harry, as his friends gathered around him, singing 'happy birthday' at the top of their lungs. Sirius's eyes watered. The Dursley's had never thrown Harry a party before and it seemed like no one else had. Harry had been left out of so much in his short life that he didn't even know what a birthday party was!
"This, love, is your birthday party." Sirius hugged Harry tightly as Roltac- who Harry didn't even know was back- handed the surprised man a small, tightly wrapped package.
"Sirius had told me that you had never had one before. This was my idea and Sirius was happy to go along."
"But it isn't even my birthday!" protested Harry. Ittana held a gift in her hand and presented it to her friend.
"Does it matter? Your birthday in the other realm has already passed and you know that it is hard to pinpoint the exact time of it here. We always celebrate it during the Summer Festival but now that Sirius is here, we waited to celebrate it now. You deserve this, Harry."
Tears shown in Harry's eyes as he thanked everyone. No one had ever done something like this before. Not Hermione, not Ron- no one. Though, given the circumstances with the Dursley's, no one would have been able to. Harry firmly pushed the thoughts of his past out of his mind. That part of his life was over- no point in remembering.
"Time for presents!" shouted Sirius. He scooped a handful of presents into Harry's hand as a chair was forced under his legs. He received new shirts and pants; a book on Potions and herbs in Alenzar- as there were different plants in the Demon realm- a book on the past Monarchs in Harry's bloodline, and even a new dagger for combat.
But what took away Harry's breath were Sirius's gifts. There were three in all; the first one was a sword, the blade itself as long as his arm from shoulder to the tip of his middle finger. It was beautiful- drenched in jewels and covered with a silver scabbard. The most remarkable thing about it, however, was the fact that it was a Psychic Sword.
Psychic Swords were created during the first War in Alenzar. The country of Alenzar once belonged to that of the Emperor of the neighboring country Dulzec. The countrymen of Alenzar longed to be freed- the Emperor wanted nothing to do with the poor farmers and soon a Civil War erupted. From this war sprang the Psychic Swords-swords with incredible power. Each one held the power of a different element and literally lived inside the hosts' body. When needed, the host only had to call out the name of the sword and it would heed the call.
Only forty swords had been made and with the powers of all the Psychic Swords the Emperor was over thrown and Alenzar was formed. Then, all the blades had disappeared. Only those worthy of the swords ever found one and no one had ever owned the Master Sword since its creation- until now.
"Oh Sirius! How did you ever get this?" Harry launched himself into his godfather's arms, nearly knocking the other man down.
"It was hard to find but, if you must know, a villager sold it to me. He said the Sword was no longer meant to be hidden. Now, don't ask anymore questions, you have three more presents to open!"
Harry reverently placed the sword next to him and opened the remaining presents. He had received a new broom- the Seeker 2003. Harry gasped in delight. He had missed flying so much and had longed for a broom, any broom, so he could feel the air against his face, flying through his hair like a loving hand brushing through the fine strands. His own Firebolt had been destroyed when Harry's power accidentally blew up his own room. Harry grinned again and opened his last present.
Inside the wrapping paper was a steel cage. Curious, Harry peered in through the tiny bars. Yellow eyes met his as a small tongue flicked against Harry's cheeks.
^Who are you?^ a small voice asked. Harry gasped in pleasure. After introducing himself, Harry opened the cage and out flew a small Matinar.
Matinars were reptilian creatures that looked much like that of a dragon. They only grew to be four feet tall with a wingspan of six feet to each side. They were very dangerous if one scared them, as they scared easily, but quite approachable if they see you coming. Harry instantly knew the small creature who sat on his lap would be a fine creature. All black with a small purple star on its forehead, the tiny body quivered in excitement.
^Do you have a name?^ Harry asked it. He got a 'no' in reply. After a moments thought, he decided to name him Draco.
"His name is Draco. Thank you, everyone, for everything you have done. I appreciate it so much. You don't even know how much this means to me."
Everyone only smiled. Soon, after all the presents were unwrapped, he finally ate a hardy breakfast. He tried out his new broom-which rode like a dream- and taught Sirius how to play the demon's version of poker- played with cards made out of bone and used a spread sheet- but soon the festivities had to end.
It was mid day when Lilanen herself came flying through his sitting room door (they had moved the party inside after flying). "My King! There's been an emergency!" Her short russet hair bounced as she entered, obviously in a panic. Lilanen was older than she seemed and something must have upset her greatly.
"What happened?" barked Harry, straightening from the table.
"Warriors from Dulzec are attacking openly in the city of Lorren- ten miles outside of the Port of Valez."
Harry shot out of his chair and raced down the hallway, the others following behind in an urgent line. This was bad-very bad. For hundreds of years, Alenzar and Dulzec had coexisted quietly, the two having a treaty. If they attacked now, it meant that Dulzec had no faith in the new Monarch, no matter how beneficial trade was between the two. Alenzar could not get stuck in the middle of a war- what was going on?
They reached the Boardroom in record time. Everyone was already seated and maps had been spread over the table. Many apprentices ran back and forth, bringing more maps and armory to the tables.
"What happened?" asked Harry, as he burst through the doors.
"Attacks on three villages have been reported. Each and everyone of them say that the enemies all wear the colors of Dulzec, My Liege."
"Some one contact King Gerol. I want to know what the hell is going on! In the meantime, send troop out there immediately. I want trained physicians out there to take care of the wounded." Sirius stared in amazement as Harry ordered everything that needed to be done. The confidence in his godson's voice shocked him but filled him with pride.
As people left to finish their Kings bidding, Sirius couldn't help but think of how honored he was to know Harry.
AN: I know this doesn't really have anything to do with Harry going back to the wizarding world but it will have a big part to play soon. A new treaty with Dulzec and some other political things will be involved in keeping Harry away. And it will also help him grow up. Don't worry though, the plot will proceed! This just might be a longer story than I had planned..
Harry woke the next morning wrapped in Sirius's protective arms. The animagus wasn't awake and Harry took the time to actually look at Sirius. The older mans hair was trimmed nicely and he looked better than the last time he had actually seen him; healthy as if he had had a few good meals. Remus was obviously making sure Sirius was eating enough. The lines around his face were smoothed out and Harry slowly traced one of them. It wasn't there before- Harry must have given it to him.
A small smile graced Sirius's face. "Good morning," rumbled Sirius, still not fully awake. Harry smiled back as sleepy blue eyes turned to look at him.
"Good morning, Sirius. Thank you for staying with me last night. It meant a lot to me."
"Don't worry about it. That was the first time I actually got to comfort you." They lapsed into a comfortable silence, Harry stilled wrapped up in Sirius's arms, and neither of them wanted to move. Finally, Sirius broke their comfortable peace. "What happened last night, Harry? You sounded as if someone was trying to kill you."
Harry shook his head and explained. He told Sirius everything about his nightmare. Sirius listened in silence, not saying a word until the very end. "Don't worry about it, Harry. It was only a dream. The Dementors won't even be able to catch me now, not after I had a few lessons with Kasha. Besides, I mostly stay at Hogwarts with Remus and Dumbledore won't let them back onto the grounds."
Harry snuggled in further. "What has been happening with Voldemort? And don't say nothing, I know something has been happening. I am unable to get visions in this realm- for which I am thankful- but I need to be aware of what the situation is. I will be going back, soon, and I don't want to be taken by surprise." Harry flicked his tail in anticipation.
"Well, to tell you the truth, not much has happened. Snape went back to spying for Dumbledore- he's in his second circle- and has given us valuable information. Voldemort had managed to get the Dementors on his side and was able to take back Azkaban. With a combined force, we were able to get it back, thank Merlin. The only down side is Voldemort was able to release many of his most loyal followers.
"Fudge was kicked out of the Ministry of Magic. Arthur Weasley presented enough proof that many of the Aurors' couldn't deny. They sided with Arthur, and after a brief Civil War, Fudge was thrown out. Weasley's the Minister now, and he's doing a damned good job of it."
Harry smiled at the news. It was time Arthur got promoted, even if it happened in a bad way. "He'll do a lot of good for the wizarding world. He's a good man."
"Damn right, he is. A real surprise, though, is Draco Malfoy. He turned his own dad in and turned against Voldemort. He's decided to side with Dumbledore and has recruited many students from Slytherin to join also."
"What?" Harry's head snapped up to look at his godfathers face. "Your not serious are you?" Sirius only nodded. "What happened? Something bad must have happened, to make him turn his own father in like that."
"Something did happen. Lucius tortured his own wife after he found out she no longer wanted anything to do with Voldemort. She openly declared her side in the war. Lucius tortured her bad enough that she nearly lost her life. She's deaf now. The worst part, however, is that he did it right in front of Draco."
"He WHAT? Right in front of him? That bastard, I hope he suffered for that." Sirius's grim smile let Harry know that, in the end, Lucius did suffer.
"Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I remember. Hagrid and Madame Maxime met with the giants. Most of them sided with Dumbledore. The others want nothing to do with the war and still stay where they are. They did say that, though they don't side with us, they won't side with Voldemort either."
"That's good to know." Harry rose from the bed and made his way to the wardrobe. "The giants are a good team to have, even if they aren't on our side. Get up, lazy, time for breakfast!"
At the mention of food, Sirius launched himself out of bed. He disappeared to his room and moments later he was back, dressed in a deep blue robe that matched his eyes. Harry dressed in a deep green shirt and black pants, completely leaving behind the shoes. At Sirius's raised eyebrows, he briefly explained that he didn't need them- his feet were tough and he no longer liked the feel of his confining shoes.
Sirius wrapped his arm around his godson's shoulders and steered him away from the bedroom and, consequently, away from the direction of the dining room. He kept Harry distracted by telling Harry his plans on seducing Remus for the werewolf's birthday-which was only a month or two away in the wizarding world.
Harry offered his opinion on different ways to surprise Remus and, deep in his own dastardly plans, didn't take notice on where they were going. Malvorn joined them shortly and cast a discrete nod to Sirius above Harry's head. The animagus grinned. They finally came to the dining room. Sirius let Harry walk in before him. The room was dark- none of the curtains were open and Harry could barely make out the outlines of the furniture-even cats needed some light to see by.
"What's going on?" he asked. The lights immediately flashed on, the curtains opened as the sound of several voices shouted, "surprise"!
"Wh- what? I don't understand-what's going on?" stuttered Harry, as his friends gathered around him, singing 'happy birthday' at the top of their lungs. Sirius's eyes watered. The Dursley's had never thrown Harry a party before and it seemed like no one else had. Harry had been left out of so much in his short life that he didn't even know what a birthday party was!
"This, love, is your birthday party." Sirius hugged Harry tightly as Roltac- who Harry didn't even know was back- handed the surprised man a small, tightly wrapped package.
"Sirius had told me that you had never had one before. This was my idea and Sirius was happy to go along."
"But it isn't even my birthday!" protested Harry. Ittana held a gift in her hand and presented it to her friend.
"Does it matter? Your birthday in the other realm has already passed and you know that it is hard to pinpoint the exact time of it here. We always celebrate it during the Summer Festival but now that Sirius is here, we waited to celebrate it now. You deserve this, Harry."
Tears shown in Harry's eyes as he thanked everyone. No one had ever done something like this before. Not Hermione, not Ron- no one. Though, given the circumstances with the Dursley's, no one would have been able to. Harry firmly pushed the thoughts of his past out of his mind. That part of his life was over- no point in remembering.
"Time for presents!" shouted Sirius. He scooped a handful of presents into Harry's hand as a chair was forced under his legs. He received new shirts and pants; a book on Potions and herbs in Alenzar- as there were different plants in the Demon realm- a book on the past Monarchs in Harry's bloodline, and even a new dagger for combat.
But what took away Harry's breath were Sirius's gifts. There were three in all; the first one was a sword, the blade itself as long as his arm from shoulder to the tip of his middle finger. It was beautiful- drenched in jewels and covered with a silver scabbard. The most remarkable thing about it, however, was the fact that it was a Psychic Sword.
Psychic Swords were created during the first War in Alenzar. The country of Alenzar once belonged to that of the Emperor of the neighboring country Dulzec. The countrymen of Alenzar longed to be freed- the Emperor wanted nothing to do with the poor farmers and soon a Civil War erupted. From this war sprang the Psychic Swords-swords with incredible power. Each one held the power of a different element and literally lived inside the hosts' body. When needed, the host only had to call out the name of the sword and it would heed the call.
Only forty swords had been made and with the powers of all the Psychic Swords the Emperor was over thrown and Alenzar was formed. Then, all the blades had disappeared. Only those worthy of the swords ever found one and no one had ever owned the Master Sword since its creation- until now.
"Oh Sirius! How did you ever get this?" Harry launched himself into his godfather's arms, nearly knocking the other man down.
"It was hard to find but, if you must know, a villager sold it to me. He said the Sword was no longer meant to be hidden. Now, don't ask anymore questions, you have three more presents to open!"
Harry reverently placed the sword next to him and opened the remaining presents. He had received a new broom- the Seeker 2003. Harry gasped in delight. He had missed flying so much and had longed for a broom, any broom, so he could feel the air against his face, flying through his hair like a loving hand brushing through the fine strands. His own Firebolt had been destroyed when Harry's power accidentally blew up his own room. Harry grinned again and opened his last present.
Inside the wrapping paper was a steel cage. Curious, Harry peered in through the tiny bars. Yellow eyes met his as a small tongue flicked against Harry's cheeks.
^Who are you?^ a small voice asked. Harry gasped in pleasure. After introducing himself, Harry opened the cage and out flew a small Matinar.
Matinars were reptilian creatures that looked much like that of a dragon. They only grew to be four feet tall with a wingspan of six feet to each side. They were very dangerous if one scared them, as they scared easily, but quite approachable if they see you coming. Harry instantly knew the small creature who sat on his lap would be a fine creature. All black with a small purple star on its forehead, the tiny body quivered in excitement.
^Do you have a name?^ Harry asked it. He got a 'no' in reply. After a moments thought, he decided to name him Draco.
"His name is Draco. Thank you, everyone, for everything you have done. I appreciate it so much. You don't even know how much this means to me."
Everyone only smiled. Soon, after all the presents were unwrapped, he finally ate a hardy breakfast. He tried out his new broom-which rode like a dream- and taught Sirius how to play the demon's version of poker- played with cards made out of bone and used a spread sheet- but soon the festivities had to end.
It was mid day when Lilanen herself came flying through his sitting room door (they had moved the party inside after flying). "My King! There's been an emergency!" Her short russet hair bounced as she entered, obviously in a panic. Lilanen was older than she seemed and something must have upset her greatly.
"What happened?" barked Harry, straightening from the table.
"Warriors from Dulzec are attacking openly in the city of Lorren- ten miles outside of the Port of Valez."
Harry shot out of his chair and raced down the hallway, the others following behind in an urgent line. This was bad-very bad. For hundreds of years, Alenzar and Dulzec had coexisted quietly, the two having a treaty. If they attacked now, it meant that Dulzec had no faith in the new Monarch, no matter how beneficial trade was between the two. Alenzar could not get stuck in the middle of a war- what was going on?
They reached the Boardroom in record time. Everyone was already seated and maps had been spread over the table. Many apprentices ran back and forth, bringing more maps and armory to the tables.
"What happened?" asked Harry, as he burst through the doors.
"Attacks on three villages have been reported. Each and everyone of them say that the enemies all wear the colors of Dulzec, My Liege."
"Some one contact King Gerol. I want to know what the hell is going on! In the meantime, send troop out there immediately. I want trained physicians out there to take care of the wounded." Sirius stared in amazement as Harry ordered everything that needed to be done. The confidence in his godson's voice shocked him but filled him with pride.
As people left to finish their Kings bidding, Sirius couldn't help but think of how honored he was to know Harry.
AN: I know this doesn't really have anything to do with Harry going back to the wizarding world but it will have a big part to play soon. A new treaty with Dulzec and some other political things will be involved in keeping Harry away. And it will also help him grow up. Don't worry though, the plot will proceed! This just might be a longer story than I had planned..