Fire of the Phoenix
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Chapter33 A Life Worth Living.
When Harry was awakened he found himself on the floor of Dumbledore's office. He saw Ginny, Ron, Hermione and the order hovering above him. Dumbledore held out his hand to help Harry up.
"I trust you are feeling better Harry? That was quick thinking of Miss Weasley to stun you. That I recently learned is a good counter curse against the cruciatious curse.
I thank you Miss Weasley for." Dumbledore did a slight bow to Ginny before turning back to Harry. "I'm afraid I must have to ask you if I could get your memories and put in my pensive."
Harry raised his head up slowly, and looked into Dumbledore's troubled eyes. "Of course professor."
Dumbledore took his wand to Harry's forehead a silvery wisps came out of Harry's head. Dumbledore quickly put his wand into the pensive. Then they all watched Harry's memory played out. Harry watched Ron turn a nasty shade of green. Ginny turned white, and she started to shake like mad. Harry put a comforting hand on her arm. She grasped with her other hand gratefully.
Harry found his voice first. "What does this all mean professor?"
Dumbledore just peered down at him through his half moon shaped spectacles. His eyes held no sparkle, and his face was grim. "This means Voldemort is trying to lure you out of the castle again. He is assuming that you wouldn't tell anyone that you're going." Dumbledore looked at Ron and Ginny with a brief pause. "I don't know for sure if your father is aliveor not, but I do know that we must treat this with the out most caution."
Harry glanced at Ginny and she was shaking with silent sobs that racked her small frame. A curtain of flaming red hair blocked her face. Harry knew that if he could see it, that there would be tears tracing a path down her face. Harry knew he couldn't just do nothing about it! Dumbledore broke into his thoughts gently. "Don't worry Harry I don't plan to do nothing about this. We know where Tom is, so we are going to organize a rescue mission if it is possible. If Mr. Weasley is alive, we will get him back."
Dumbledore ushered Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Hermione out of the office. "I'll let you know when I hear something until then go back to your dormitories and try to get some more sleep. Bad Situations always seem to look better in the morning."
Harry looked at Dumbledore in disbelief. He felt anger pulse through him. Harry told himself to stay calm. He nodded his head tersely and walked out of the office not saying a word to anyone until they got back into the common room.
"Gryffindor's rule," Harry told the fat lady in the portrait. The portrait swung open.
Harry went and kicked the table in frustration before sitting on the couch. He took a shaky breath to calm himself before speaking. "It's just like before Dumbledore is leaving me out of everything. "Doesn't he know I'm the only one who can destroy Voldemort? Why is keeping me in the dark, it's quite obvious that I will never have a normal life. Why is he trying to protect me now, when he knows it's me that has to end things."
"That's because he knows that you are not ready." Ginny broke in with her soft voice quivering with unshed tears.
Harry turned towards her. Her hair hung in her face like a scarlet curtain. Harry pushed the strands back out of her face. He put his chin under her chin and cupped her face gently. "I may not be ready to defeat him, but I am the only one that can get your father back."
"Then you know Harry we will go with you." Ron and Hermione said in unison while holding on to each other tightly.
Ginny let her brown eyes penetrate Harry's green eyes until if felt like she would penetrate his very own soul. "You know I'm with you."
Harry felt his heart break a little bit as she said that. He wished that she wouldn't have to be involved. But Harry knew deep inside his heart that Ginny wouldn't have it any other way. He looked down at the pendants his parents have given him, and the phoenix one Ginny has given him. Harry felt a surge of strength and love surge through him. He looked back into Ginny's soul penetrating gaze. "May love guide us back home." Harry looked around at Ron and Hermione. "Well let's get some research done. At first we have to find out where Little Hangleton is."
"Well Harry that is easy all we have to do is take the knight's bus over their. We just have to get to Hogsmeade first and, take the bus from there. Hemione broke in surprisingly with out her know it all attitude that she likes to take on.
Ron broke in I think we should all bring our brooms in case we need to escape. We should bring an extra one in case of my dad needs if he is too weak to apparate."
Harry was amazed from Ron's quick thinking, but then he did know his strategy. All those chess games paid off. "We will have to swipe two school brooms, because I know you don't have one Hermione. Hermione looked white at the possibility of riding on a broom, but she looked resolute at the same time.
"If I could ride on a threstal I couldn't even see, I can deal with broomstick." Hemione gave a toss of her head making her hair bushier than usual. "When do you think we can leave undetected?"
Harry looked down at his watch. "Well it is around eleven now, how about we meet at the quidditch pitch in about an hour. We should probably try to swipe a couple things from the hospital wing. I would think a blood replenishing potion and maybe a strengthening potion too." Harry paused thoughtfully "Now who can sneak into the hospital wing and get them with out being obvious?"
Ginny rested her head on his shoulder. "I can go; I only have been sneaking brooms out of the broom shed since I was six years old."
Harry looked at Ginny and he saw a little bit of Fred and George shine in her. "Ok, but be careful ok?"
Ginny gave Harry a quick kiss on the cheek. "You know I will." With that Ginny left the common room with a little more bounce to her step unlike earlier. There seem to be a glimmer of hope hiding in her slowly seeping out.
Harry turned around to Hermione and Ron. Then he remembered something he should have given Ginny the invisibility cloak. Ron seemed to be reading his mind. "It will be alright, Ginny has had lots of practice at home."
Harry could only nod and wait nervously for Ginny's return. Time seemed to crawl by slowly then about twenty minutes later Ginny returned breathless and wind swept, robes were bulging a little in the front. "I got them right here." Ginny pulled out two small flasks from her robe. One was blood red; the other was filmy and steaming slightly. "Now come on let's go get my dad."
Hermione held Ginny back, "You and Harry pretend you guys are going flying, and Ron and I will meet you guys there. That way Dumbledore won't suspect us. You guys go ahead; Ron and I will be there in about fifteen to twenty minutes. He can help me choose a broom."
Ron leaned over towards Harry and talked really low. "Yeah there is a big choice between the shooting star that has no steering or the on that butterflies out strip." If it wasn't the fact that so much was going on, Harry would have snorted with laughter.
Instead Harry grabbed Ginny's hand "C'mon lets go."
They walked side by side not speaking, barely touching. They both felt flutters of nervousness on the inside, but on the outside perfectly composed. Harry felt like there was someone watching him. He looked around but didn't see anyone, but the feeling remained.
Soon Harry and Ginny reached the quidditch pitch Harry got their brooms out of the broom shed. He grabbed his firebolt and Ginny's Nimbus. Harry was soon soaring the air, diving and doing loops; flying was one thing he felt he was really good at. Ginny was soaring with him, she about as a good flyer as we was. They flew going through spiral twists that went strait up ad strait down. They didn't realize that they had an audience. Ron and Hermione soon joined them up in the air. Ron carried the extra broom with him. Hermione looked a little shaky on her broom, but she did all right. She pursed her lips thin with determination. Harry flew to them
"Are you guys ready?" Ginny and Ron, and Hermione all nodded their heads. "Then let's go." Harry felt the feeling again that he was being watched, but he didn't see anything. So he followed the others as they flew towards Hogsmeade.
Back in the castle, Snape reported to Dumbledore. "They have left just like you said they would Albus."
Dumbledore stroked his long silver beard. He gave a port key to all the members of the order. He grabbed on to Fawkes. "Well let us be off then." Unknowingly did he not know that another broom followed Harry.
Author note: Hey everyone, I tried to have this story done before HBP, but because of my work schedule, taking care of kids I couldn't write this chapter as fast as I normally could. Well there are only two chapters left to go. Then I will concentrate on finishing my other story Every Rose has its Thorn. After that I will write up a sequel to Fire of the Phoenix.
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