Phoenix Tears
By Phoenix Ash
Rating: T
Spoilers: SS, COS, POA, GOF, OOTP, HBP
Category: action/adventure/romance
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.
A.N. this is it, the last chapter of book one stay tuned for Phoenix song the sequel, coming soon. I'd like to thank my wonderful reviewers for your support and suggestions.
Chapter Fourteen
Danger
Harry screamed. Pain emanated from his scar in intense waves. He fell off his bed and lay on the floor, twitching. Ron got out of bed and ran to him.
"Harry! Mate!" when he realized there was nothing he could do, he ran out of the room, banging on doors, calling for help.
Harry had only once felt like this before. It was when Dumbledore fought Voldemort in the ministry. Voldemort had done something to Harry that he couldn't explain, but that pain paled next to this one.
He suddenly felt very happy and laughed cruelly, then continued screaming. By now the entire household was gathered in Ron's room, including Hermione, whose eyes were still glowing blue and was muttering in an undistinguished language.
"Fred, George, floo Minerva and apprise her of the situation and tell her to fetch Poppy. She'll be at Hogwarts settling in as headmistress." Mrs. Weasley shouted at the twins. They nodded and ran out of the room. Harry continued to scream.
Ginny was crying now, holding on to Arthur Weasley. Images flooded into Harry's mind.
Death eaters setting fire to muggle houses, the occupants screaming along with him. Death eaters battling Hogwarts students and their families. Students dying, their families blown up in their houses. Fire, death, sorrow, pain. Screams of the victims and the survivor's grief joined him and he screamed with them.
He felt himself being pulled into the real world again and the pain intensified. Blood spurted from his scar and the screams overwhelmed his mind. Madam Pomfrey came with McGonagall and she tried to soothe him, give him a pain reliever, but nothing helped. He felt darkness engulf him and he passed out.
Harry woke up at five in the morning. Everyone was huddled around him.
"What happened Harry?" Ginny asked him worriedly.
"Voldemort, he's attacking homes. People screaming, hundreds of them, most dead, some homeless and orphans." He said delusional. The others paled.
"I need to get to the ministry." Mr. Weasley said urgently and went to the fireplace. Harry grabbed Professor McGonagall's arm.
"He's going to infiltrate Hogwarts."
"Are you sure Mr. Potter?"
"Yes." McGonagall paled.
"Then I need to depart. I'll see you at Hogwarts, Mr. Potter." She also used the fireplace with Madam Pomfrey close behind. Realization dawned on Harry and he sat up.
"I need to call the D.A. several members are muggleborn."
"It's too late, Harry, you need some rest." Ginny attempted to calm him.
"Too late?" Harry started. "Those are my friends! Hell, their my soldiers! They could be dying!"
"I'm sure that they'll do fine." Ron reassured him. Harry felt the fatigue settle in and he fell asleep.
"Harry! Harry wake up!" Ginny shook him.
"Wha?" he asked groggily. "Who died?"
"One hundred and fifty four muggles, wizards, and witches."
"Great Merlin!"
"None of the D.A. themselves were injured, but several have lost family members and homes." Ginny said. Harry's face darkened and he picked up his communicator.
"Harry to anyone who can here me. There will be an emergency meeting at nine A.M. this morning. Harry out."
"Harry?" Ginny asked, seeing the look in his eyes.
"That bastard! he did this to make me feel pain, for my friends to feel pain. That son of a-"
"Harry, you need to rest. In a couple of weeks we'll be at Hogwarts and you need your rest so we can train and beat the crap out of Slytherin in quidditch." Ginny distracted him.
"I need to get ready." He got off the couch and pulled on his glove over his wounded hand.
"Harry." He turned and she kissed him, softly at first then grew more passionate.
"Um, if you want to kiss, why don't you go to a place where I'm not present." Ron interrupted. They pulled apart and blushed.
"So how's Hermione?" he asked, changing the subject. Ron's mood changed from embarrassed to gloomy so fast that Harry had to do a double take.
"She's still talking nonsense and her eyes are still blue. She recently hurled me across the room so I think she got super strength or something."
"There's a D.A. meeting in thirty minutes so I must prepare." Harry sad then left for Ron's Room.
He changed clothes and tried to look decent.
"How many humans died?" Fawkes asked somberly.
"One hundred fifty four. The D.A. members suffered to. Some are homeless, some have lost someone they love, and some are still in danger." Fawkes lowered his head.
"Those are the sacrifices we must make in war. People die and fight for the lives of their people to save us."
"You know, the most bloody thing of all is that god people fight for us and die for our cause, but their sacrifices are forgotten in time, like their sacrifices meant nothing. Mothers will never see their son or daughter again. Wives and children weep for their husband and father, and still they are forgotten in time. I hate it!" he hugged Fawkes and he cried. He cried for the people who had lost someone that morning, he cried for the people who didn't have a bed tonight or a place to call home. Fawkes too began to weep, his tears sending healing sensations through his body. It was here that Harry swore to protect the D.A. and his friends at all costs.
Harry stood at the twin's cash register with Fawkes on his shoulder.
"Today is a dark day." He announced to Dumbledore's Army. "Some of us have lost homes, brothers, sisters, fathers, and mothers. Today I am offering a place to stay for anyone and their families who seek lodgings or safety. Voldemort did this as a demonstration to tell me that all of you are in grave danger.
"I promise you that we will get revenge. Before the summer is over, Voldemort will wish he never hurt us." A chorus of cheers erupted. "Many of us are still mourning over the losses. But like phoenix tears our sorrow will heal us over time. Someone once said that if there are no risks then there is nothing to gain.
"This war will take our loved ones and give us one to love back and will change the very fabric of what we believe in. No where is safe anymore," he looked around his friends and family, "not even Hogwarts…"
TO BE CONTINUED.
So here is the end of my first fanfic. Again I would like to thank my wonderful reviewers. I will be posting Phoenix Song chapter one on August twenty eighth or ninth.
Til then,
Phoenix ash