Two days after Fawkes had come to see Harry at breakfast; the raven haired boy was bored in class. He yawned for the fifth time in three minutes and glanced out of the window. He was rather annoyed really. He couldn't tell anyone he could do an animagus transformation so here he was sitting in transfiguration reading a book whilst everyone practised changing. Harry had, in actual fact, only reached the forth paragraph in the book before he got bored.

'Oh Fawkes where are you? I'm going out of my mind here!' Unknowingly Harry sent out a few trills that were so high in frequency that no humans could hear them. However, as Harry went to look back at the book a loud musical tune filled the air making Harry and everyone else in the room stop what they were doing and look around for the noise.

Harry snapped his gaze straight out of the window at hearing Fawkes' song. Harry put it down to relief but immense happiness filled him and as he saw Fawkes flying closer to him Harry felt himself grin.

'Happy to see me Beautiful?' Fawkes trilled as he flew straight through the window and perched on Harry's desk with poise and self assurance. Harry just smiled and reached out a hand rubbing his fingers gently along Fawkes' neck before crossing his arms on the desk resting his head in them but making sure to look sideways so he could see the phoenix.

"What made you come here eh?" Harry asked in barely more than a whisper. Fawkes chirped happily and bent his head forwards nipping Harry's ear again before placing the side of his beak against Harry's cheek and rubbing slightly before pulling away.

'You called I came Beautiful.' Harry frowned in confusion and lifted his head to look properly at Fawkes. High frequency trills told Fawkes of Harry's confusion and the bird clicked his beak once. 'Phoenix's communicate with more than just sound My One. Come, I'll show you.'

Fawkes then flapped his wings and flew into the air. Flying around Minerva once Fawkes then flew towards the transfiguration door before flying back to Harry and tugging on Harry's hair.

"Um Professor?"

"Oh go on Potter, it's not like you can't read that chapter in your own time now is it? You looked half asleep anyway." Harry grinned and shoved his bags away. Standing up Harry smiled genuinely happy at his professor.

"Thank you Professor." Harry then held out his arm and allowed Fawkes to land on it before walking out of the class room. "So where are we going Fawkes?"

'To the library Beautiful.' Harry sighed gently.

"Damn it…and I really fancied flying. I mean, then maybe I could keep up with you! I'm a bird and all."

'Not just any bird My One! A Phoenix.'

"What? What do you mean? I'm not a phoenix!"

'I beg to differ my One.'

"You can't have a magical creature animagus form Fawkes, its impossible!" Fawkes cocked his head to one side and gave a loud trill however said no more on the subject. Harry nodded to himself seeing he'd won this argument and continued walking down the corridors. However, he soon came to a crossroads. One way would take him towards the library whilst the other to the entrance hall where Harry could get outside.

"Fawkes?" Harry said very quietly. The long halls were slightly spooky and wit their age they seemed to demand quiet whispers. Of course, when the corridors were alive with people the quiet didn't seem to matter but Harry, with only Fawkes as company, felt the need to keep the quiet peace.

'Yes my Beautiful?'

"Must we go to the library? Can't we do that later? I really want to fly." Fawkes cocked his head to one side and considered what Harry had said before trilling.

'Who am I to deny my One? Let us go flying my Beautiful and another time I can teach you about Phoenix's.'

"Great!" Harry grinned and walked with extra enthusiasm in his steps. Fawkes sang a very happy song all the way outside and Harry found his body feeling strangely energised and hot at the song. For some reason the song made his whole body heat up. Fawkes, had he been human, would have been grinning as he felt Harry's heart rate quicken and his skin heat along with the appearance of several tiny black flames.

Once outside Fawkes flew to the grass and turned to face Harry. Harry smiled happily at him and knelt down in front of the phoenix. Harry relaxed back onto his heals as he put all his weight back onto his feet that were flat on the floor. Harry's hands rested on his thighs as he knelt there in front of Fawkes.

"Do I do this the same as when I changed to become human Fawkes?"

'I believe so my Beautiful.' Harry nodded and closed his eyes also bringing his chin towards his chest some more. Harry fell into meditation quickly and there once again he saw the black and green flames dancing wildly. He reached out and caressed the fire with his fingertips before reaching out further and letting the flames consume him. Heat ran over his body, an extremely intense heat and Harry felt himself pant gently as his lips parted. The heat became worse till it was scolding hot though to Harry the scolding temperature didn't hurt but instead felt wonderful against him. A zing of magic traveller up Harry's spine and Harry snapped his eyes open with a loud trill of amazement and wonder.

'Ah my Beautiful, my One!' Fawkes hopped over to Harry and leaned forwards bringing his plumage against Harry's. Harry squawked though why wasn't clear to him. Then Harry leant his neck forwards and let out a few beautiful notes of song as he and Fawkes entwined their necks slightly.

'Fawkes?'

'Yes my Beautiful?'

'I never see my form when I change…I only see fire. Lots and lots of black and green flames. Why?' Fawkes pulled away and hopped a little backwards before extending his wings and flapping a bit.

'I have told you Lovely. You are a phoenix. You did not believe me and that is painful my One. You do not trust me.' Harry cocked his head to the side. He wanted to tell Fawkes that all phoenixes were red and gold and that there were none that were black and green. He was just a normal bird! A normal black and green bird! But then again, Harry felt a stab of pain at the thought he'd caused Fawkes pain.

'I'm sorry Fawkes. I do trust you…but everyone says wizards can't become magical creatures! And no phoenixes are the same colours as me.' Fawkes black eyes glinted slightly and he let out a few deep trills of consideration.

'My One, I am better than wizards. My words count more, you should trust in me some more. Besides, I know my own kind. Trust in me a little more my Wonderful. Come, you said you wanted to fly. Let me see you in your glory.'

Harry opened his beak and trilled the most brilliant set of trills Fawkes and the others had ever heard. A mixture of triumph and immense joy filled the air around Hogwarts and Harry opened his wings wide. Flapping them a tiny bit Harry rose into the air. With another great trill of happiness and laughter Harry took of soaring around the air looping and diving. Fawkes flew next to him and the two filled the sky with a song Harry had not even realised he was making.

In the air Fawkes flew a little closer to Harry and in return Harry let out another five note trill of joy as his green eyes sparkled. Closer and closer the two of them flew until Fawkes chirped they should go back down. Harry reluctantly agreed but instead of going down to the floor Harry headed towards a tower. Fawkes, having realised what Harry was doing, chattered his agreement and the two flew in through an open window and into Harry's dorm. Harry circled his bed once before landing. Flopping down on the bed Harry spread his wings out over the covers and let out some low, slow and tired trills.

'My Beautiful, my wonderful Beautiful, my One. If you are tired you should sleep my Lovely, my Mate. Close your eyes sleep my Lovely.' Harry closed his eyes and let out a tired chirp as his body became encased with flames. All his green and black feathers burst into flame and Harry's body changed within the large but elegant black flames back into human skin and clothes. Over Harry's shoulder was still the school bag he'd forgotten to take off. Lead on his stomach Harry let his lips part and a sigh fell from them as his green eyes blinked tiredly open.

"Mmm Fawkes…That was brilliant. We have to do that again."

'Anything for my Lovely, my Beloved, my One.'

"Hm you have all those names for me," Harry muttered not really noticing the words only the warmth they gave him, "yet I can only call you Fawkes."

'One day my Beautiful, I shall be your One. I shall earn my names, you have already earned yours.' Harry let out one more contented hum and let his eyes close falling quickly to sleep. Fawkes sang gently to him then hopped onto Harry's pillow to very gently preen Harry's hair before he vanished into a very bright light and flame.