Harry's Pack
Chapter 4:My Life for Theirs
"I have to do something!" Harry half-said, half-yelled as he paced the living room floor of Rose's house.
"Well, what can we do?" Rose asked, stressing the "we".
Harry frowned harshly at her, "Whatever it is I do, you are not coming with me!"
"And why the hell not Potter?" Rose demanded angrily.
"Because, Richards, enough of my damn loved ones are in danger as it is without adding you to the mix!" Harry growled back.
Rose stood from the chair she'd been sitting in, stepping into his path and forcing him to stop pacing as she said sternly, "You are not leaving without me Harry James Potter!"
Harry stared at her for a moment and opened his mouth to return, but she cut him off, saying softly, "I only just found you again Greeneyes! I can't do it all over again!"
Harry growled, running a frustrated hand through his hair as he turned from her. Walking to the picture window and back, he sighed.
"Alright, fine. But you're getting yourself into this!" Harry said finally.
She nodded complacently, a triumphant gleam in her eyes, 'though her voice did not betray it as she asked calmly, "Okay, what are we going to do?"
Harry sighed before dropping to the floor in the middle of he room, legs slightly bent, elbows on knees and head in hands as he thought. Rose returned to her chair, tucked her feet up under her butt and resting her head on her hand.
"We'll never get them out, just the two of us, but we can't risk asking anyone else. They follow Dumbledore too blindly," he said more to himself, as he raised his head to clasp his fingers together and resting his chin on them as continued, "Even if I traded my life for theirs, he wouldn't let them go."
"Why don't we use that against him then?" Rose asked, cutting in.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, we-that is, you and I and those Professors and Remus- are the only ones who know about your wandless-manipulation ability. And only we-that is, you and I- know that you were able to teach me how to do it too." She replied.
Harry looked thoughtful for a moment before saying slowly, "You want us to let ourselves get caught, and then teach the others how to manipulate their magic and then…what? I doubt, even if we had possession of our powers, that we'd get out alive."
"Yeah, but then we'd all have the chance to go down with one hell of a fight instead of nothing." Rose returned.
Harry sighed but nodded, "You're right. And my friends are probably going crazy being unable to fight back at all. But how are we going to get caught without letting Tom or the Order get suspicious or being blatantly obvious about it?"
Rose looked thoughtful for a moment before asking, "He can send you visions and messages through your link right?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, can't you do the same?" she questioned logically, "Send him a message that you'll come complacently if he lets the others go. Choose a place and time and then we'll pretend like you really are an arrogant kid and I'm your only backup."
Harry grinned, "You sure do think fast, Ro!"
She smiled demurely, "Why, thank you, Greeneyes. Now, before we set up this meeting with Lord Hypocrite, we need to test you a bit I think."
"Test me?" Harry queried.
"See if you can still do all the things you used to be able to do so we don't rely on something that won't work. You haven't been doing any of it for years, after all," Rose clarified, "Now, let's get cracking!"
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More than three hours later, Harry finally sat. There was one more test he had to do, but he wanted to catch his breath back first. This was the thing he was most nervous about not being able to do, despite having been able to do all the other things, because it had always been his favourite thing.
"Ok, remember," Rose reminded him worriedly, "Think only of the shape you want to become and it will come to you."
Harry smiled, attempting to ease her nerves as he teasingly reminded her, "Hey, I'm the one who taught you, remember?"
"Oh, Harry! Just get on with it! Please!"
Harry obediently reseated himself cross-leggedly on the floor. Closing his eyes, he envisioned his primary form. The last timed he'd changed to it, it had only been half-grown. Now, as he saw it trotting towards his mind-self, he saw it was now fully grown.
He and his form greeted each other easily, as if it hadn't been but hours since they'd last merged. They greeted each other happily, and then stepped in to each other, Harry's body eagerly welcoming the familiar form.
Slowly, Harry felt his body changing. When using raw, inner magic, changing didn't hurt. When Harry opened his eyes, he knew it had worked, but, nevertheless, he walked over to the full-length mirror that he'd earlier conjured for just this purpose that was leaning against the wall.
A big, pure black wolf stared back at him with yellow-green eyes. He just radiated authority, most obviously a beta-male. The only physical connection to his human self was the small, almost imperceptible scar on his forehead that was covered by his fur.
Closing his eyes again, he felt his wolf-self and human-self separate and he changed again. Opening his eyes, he grinned delightedly over at Rose.
"I did it!" he yelled triumphantly, pumping one of his fists into the air.
"You did it!" Rose squealed back, hurling herself into his chest in her delight.
The two laughed jubilantly for some time. Finally, they were spent and they lay back on the floor in exhaustion.
"Should I arrange everything tonight?" Harry asked with a sleepy yawn.
Rose nodded the affirmative, "Yes, quickly, before you fall asleep."
"Yes'm" Harry teased with a smile before obediently pulling himself back into a cross-legged position, leaning himself against the couch since he wasn't sure how long it would take.
Closing his eyes, he pushed all the thoughts of exhaustion from his mind. Searching through his mind, he looked for a way to reach into Voldemort's mind and give him their message. Finally, in the back of his mind, he found a sinister black light that led away from his mind. Taking a deep breath, he plunged himself into it.
Moments later, he found himself again as a specter-esque figure. This time, Voldemort was alone but was still unaware of Harry's presence. With a bit of concentration, he made himself visible, flickering slightly, like a hologram.
"Hello Tom," he said gravely.
"Potter! How did you get in here?" Voldemort angrily demanded, eyes sweeping the room for the way he'd gotten in.
"I'm not 'here', wherever this is. I'm sending you a message, somewhat like you do to me, I'm just more imaginative." Harry replied, unable to resist the chance to goad the man who'd ruined his life so long ago.
"Oh? And what's this 'message' you're so eager to give me?" Voldemort asked in a bored voice, 'though Harry could feel a faint sense of curiosity that wasn't his own.
"You know exactly why I'm here Tom." Harry said, serious now, eyes flashing with suppressed anger.
"I do?" Voldemort said in mock-thought, "Oh yes, you must mean your pack of blood-traitors and mudbloods."
Harry could feel his anger fighting for control, but pushed it down, knowing he needed to keep control, and saying calmly, "I want you to let them go."
"And why should I?"
"Let them go, and I'll come along willingly," Harry said, "By my magic, I swear."
Voldemort regarded him thoughtfully, "That's a mighty big swear, boy. You realize, should you not keep your promise, you could be reduced to Muggle-like abilities."
Harry met the older man's gaze squarely, saying, "There is nothing too big to sacrifice for the ones you love."
"Hmm, I can't believe you actually set store by that garbage." Voldemort said, 'though Harry thought he felt a smudge of respect from the Dark Lord.
Harry shrugged his shoulders at the other, asking impatiently, "Do we have a deal?"
Voldemort remained silent, and, Harry could feel, uncertain, so Harry said, "I'll meet you and your oh so lovely followers tomorrow at 8:30PM in the graveyard."
Voldemort regarded him silently before nodding, "You have a deal Potter."
Harry gave a brisk, curt nod and concentrated on becoming invisible to Voldemort again. He waited, watching Tom thoughtfully.
Voldemort called in Lucius Malfoy, adding in, "Of course, we're not actually going to let them go. We'll just let the boy think that we're going to."
Harry gave a triumphant smirk-he'd played right into their trap- if Voldemort did not release Harry's friends at the graveyard, he had every right to loose magic on Voldemort and not loose his magic. He remained a few moments more, until Lucius left, before returning himself to his mind and body.
Opening his eyes back at Rose's, he turned to share the triumph with her. However, she'd fallen asleep sprawled out on the floor at his side. After a quick look at his watch (which revealed that he'd been at it for 2 hours), he couldn't blame her.
Using his magic, Harry lifted her up onto the couch, spreading an afghan over her slightly shivering body as the night had cooled considerably. Conjuring a quill and parchment from the air, he scribbled out his triumph to her. Sticking it to her forehead with conjured sellotape-and an impish grin- Harry returned to the Dursley's, where he fell asleep halfway to the pillow.
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At one o'clock the afternoon the next day, Hedwig soared into Headquarters, in the middle of a meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. On her leg, she carried 3 letters, addressed to the Order, The Weasley's and Moony.
To the Order of the Phoenix,
I am no longer in my home. You will not find me, because I am going to Voldemort I do not care how stupid you all think I am. I am not like you, I cannot sit back while a pack of teenagers- who mean more to me than my own life does- are tortured because they won't give up the location of the Boy-Who-Lived or the Order's Headquarters.
I am not as helpless as you all may think I am, I'm not stupid enough to go in without some semblance of a plan. Do not worry, for one day I will return, my friends with me, because I have a destiny to face and a family to love.
Please, pass this message onto Neville, Hermione and Luna's families and the Weasleys: You must never give up hope because, when you do, He wins. And I'm planning on making him loose, and giving him hell along the way.
H. Potter
P. S: You might want to check up on the charges in Azkaban. Lucius Malfoy has been returned to hi master.
To my Weasleys,
You are the best surrogate family an orphan could ever ask for. I want to hank all of you, from the very bottom of my heart, for teaching me the meaning of the words love and family and accepting me for who I am.
Mrs. Weasley: While it may not be a very respectful thing to say (for my birth mother) you are like my mother. You are the only mother I have ver known, and I am so grateful to you for that. I am honoured beyond words that you could consider me one of your own.
Mr. Weasley: You are the most eccentric wizard I have ever met, but you are also the most good-natured and kind. You have taken me in as part of your family, despite the risks I bring, and it means more to me than you'll ever know.
Bill and Charlie: While I may not be as close to you as I am with the others, I'd still like to consider the two of you my brothers. I wish you all the best, and come home more, your mother misses you greatly when your gone.
Gred and Forge: I'm sorry I didn't include you, but, frankly, I didn't know how close you were to Dumbledore and you couldn't be trusted not to tell him for "my own good". You are the best honorary big brothers-pranksters an orphan could ask for. I have one favour to ask of you, in return for my…investment: if Percy hasn't come home yet, I want you to drag him home and tie him to a chair if you have to. Families belong together.
Everyone: I will be back, 'though I'm not sure when. But, I promise, when I do, Ron and Ginny will be with me.
I love you all,
Harry. J. Potter
Moony,
Right off, I'm sorry. But you'd have done the same had it been the Marauders in their place.
I miss him, too, Moony, but Ro (yes, she is with me) told me something I think you should hear too. We cannot bring back those we have lost, but we can honour their sacrifices by really living. She also said something along the lines of pissing on Tom's grave when I kill him. I thought you might like that one. 8 D
You are not a monster, Remus. The Wolfsbane helps you keep your human side. So go find a girl. Find someone who you can love and cherish, someone who makes fighting worthwhile for you.
Look after Hedwig for me, wont you? I'll see you when I get back, Moony.
All my love,
Harry
P.S-we do actually have a plan, we're not just rushing in headlong, if that's of any sort of consolation. 'Love you always.
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Harry and Rose had left early in the day. They'd traveled in animal forms, both as a sort of bird so as not to attract any attention to themselves. They reached the graveyard roughly around 2, flying around to amuse themselves until about 5. The, they watched, hidden in sight of the area, as Voldemort and his men (Harry's friends noticeably absent)arrived early, so as not to be caught in a "trap".
At quarter after 8, they flew down to the village. Switching back to human form, jogging silently, they made their way up to the graveyard. They stuck to the shadows so as not to be seen, hoping to make themselves seem realistically trying to overcome Voldemort.
In a flare of dramatics, they burst out onto Voldemort from the surrounding trees, flinging curses in every direction. They put up a 'good fight', 'though it went against every instinct in Harry's body not to blast every one of them to smithereens.
After a twenty-minute "battle", Harry and Rose were "caught". As Voldemort and the Death Eaters celebrated their "amazing capture", Harry and Rose shared and unseen look of triumph.
It worked!
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A/N Hey all! I've been back home for like a day, and lookie: another chapter! AND, I read HBP! It took me from 10 am Saturday morning 'till 10 pm that evening.
Can you believe that book? I can't BELIEVE who died! Or who killed him! Stupid idiotic HIM! I never liked him! Stupid arse! And poor Harry, loosing another person he loved. And does anyone else think that it's possible R.A.B could be Regulus A Black? I hope it is, that would be so cool if I was right! Ok, so no more in case I get carried away and spoil it for anyone who hasn't read it yet.
Much thanks to:
magicslifer: it all depends on who you believe Dragon is. And yes, it is an interesting meeting, to say the least. I don't think it's all that much longer, sorry, but all my chapters are pre-written- this story is already finished and the sequel is about 1/3 done- the only problem is that I have to type it up and I don't like typing a whole lot.
Bloodless Ace-thanks luv!
KainIze-your name sounds cool
NamelessHeretic: it depends on what you think it's foreshadowing, 'though you've probably figured it out thanks to this chapter. 'Whup-ass' Harry is only minor in this story, but he's pretty major in the sequel ;D
Jarno: I, personally, believe that when you find love, true love, it's not something that develops, it's just something that's THERE. But, if you'd like, just pretend his feelings for her started in 5th year while they were becoming friends and he just didn't realize it at first, k?
bleddingblakrose: it is fun, isn't it? But you know what's more fun? Wolf-whistling at hot guys that pass you in their swim suits and having them come flirt with you! Lol
Hermione1208-thank you hun
I WILL NOT BE DISCONTINUING THIS STORY! Many authors have done that because of HBP, but I'm not going to, because this is FANFICTION.
I'll try and get the next chapter up sometime this week, but I want to start looking for a job, because, quite frankly, I'm fed up with being broke and having to ask my mom for money(and usually being turned down too!). So, I'll do it when I can.
REVIEW! PLEASE! I NEED SOME LOVE!
'My luv,
Red