That weekend was a Hogsmead weekend and Ron and Hermione had a date on the Saturday. Harry, on the other hand, had no plans that involved going to Hogsmead. Instead Harry slept in late before having a shower. Not bothering with breakfast, though having no doubt that Fawkes would have been giving various displays at the great hall as he'd been doing every meal time, Harry stood by his window and checked no-one was in the dorm before concentrating on his animagus form. The change came easily and with that same scorching heat that merely tickled Harry's skin.

Harry jumped out of the window and spread his wings giving trills of delight as the wind lifted him up and more wind came to help him fly. Harry also called out to Fawkes as he flew. No more than a minute into his happy flight was Harry joined by the singing Fawkes.

'My Fawkes, my Fire, my Brilliance.' Harry chirped to Fawkes as they flew making Fawkes song become louder. Harry had decided those names were perfect for Fawkes. When Harry was with Fawkes or even just around the bird he felt his skin, or feathers, burn as if they were on fire. Harry had even caught a few small black and green flames dancing on his skin at moments of high emotion.

'My One, you have not eaten!'

'Not yet.'

'Come, you should take better care of yourself Beautiful. Or I shall have to take care of you instead.' Harry trilled a few bouncing notes full of high spirit that had Fawkes giving him his musical laughing trill. 'Come my One.'

The pair of them flew into the great hall that was still full of students and teachers who dropped their cutlery and everything in their hands at seeing the two birds fly through the windows. Harry, for once, noticed all the attention and felt himself burn. Fawkes seemed to notice the embarrassment and trilled loudly coming to fly a little closer to Harry. The pair landed on the teachers table and Fawkes held his head up high before giving one sharp note and watching over Harry as the black Phoenix put his body right next to Fawkes'. Harry went as close as he could to Fawkes seeking lots of things many of which he didn't fully understand or even know of. All Harry knew was that he wanted to go right next to Fawkes so that was where he would be.

'Eat my Beautiful.'

'Yes Fire, my fire!' Harry sang happily but nervously before reaching out with a claw to the jar of jam. Chirping at the jar Harry shook the jar before putting it back on the table with a lot of force. The jar cracked but did not open and since Harry had no hands he couldn't unscrew the lid. A chuckle from near to him made Harry snap bright green eyes up and look around.

Dumbledore was right behind him and was laughing at Harry's antics. Harry felt himself heat up in embarrassment and anger. Fawkes spread his wings and one of them swept around Harry making black and green flames dance up a red and gold wing.

"Perhaps I can be of assistance?" Dumbledore said holding out an aged hand towards Harry and the jar of jam. Harry cocked his head to one side and chirped a bit the sound coming out more like mewling chirps than his usual bright happy chirps. Dumbledore chuckled again with a kind smile and Fawkes trilled.

'He will give it back right? I need my jam.' Harry chirped.

'Of course my One, my Beautiful.'

Harry extended his claw and allowed Dumbledore to take it from him. The old man opened the lid easily and poured some of the content into a small bowl before pushing the bowl towards the two phoenixes. Harry trilled at the sight and flames burst into life around him before Harry started to eat his jam singing happily all the time.

"Well my Friend, it appears your mate appreciates fine jam." Fawkes trilled and Harry just continued eating at Dumbledore's words.

'Fire, my Fawkes! Have some jam! Jam jam jam…'

'But you are hungry my One, you eat it.'

'Don't be silly my Fire, I can have fruit now!' Harry then jumped happily over to the fruit bowl and grabbed an apple with his beak. Pulling it onto a nearby plate, since some of his human tendencies were still with him, Harry pecked at his apple taking out small bites. The acidy taste of the apple's juices mixed with the sweetness of them made Harry trill with even more delight. Harry finished his apple and hopped over to Fawkes once more sitting as close as he could so their bodies touched each other.

'That was nice my Fawkes!'

'You are Beautiful.' Was his only reply.

Fawkes and Harry spent the day flying around and jumping about. For those watching them it seemed like the two phoenix's were in a dance sometimes going really close and other times dodging the other's advances. All the time musical trills filled the air as song after song was sung.

By dinner time, news of the phoenix had reached all through the school and to those at Hogsmead. The minister came to see the two birds as did many photographers. At the dinner table Harry burst into wild black flames as he flew quickly out of the hall followed by Fawkes not bothered at all about missing the food and only caring about getting out of the attention.

'I don't like them Fire! Have to go! T's not safe! Too many people around! I don't like it!' Harry raged as he flew. Eventually the raging black and green phoenix had to be coerced into flying extremely fast with Fawkes as a thunder and lightning storm raged over Hogwarts. Fawkes didn't like the bad weather and chose to fly lower than Harry since the black phoenix was tempting the lightning and diving through the electrical and magical clouds. Harry stayed souring and diving for hours before the sun had disappeared and Fawkes' worried voice called to him.

All his worries and anger gone Harry could only feel his happiness and love burning through his bird body and his feathers. He flew back to Fawkes and darted around his Fire Phoenix as Fawkes flew them back towards the castle.

'You had me worried my One! I thought you liked the storm more than me!'

'Aw! That's not possible my Fawkes.'

'I don't believe you.'

'Aw, that makes me sad My One.' Harry protested flying a bit closer to Fawkes. Fawkes chirped once before turning slightly to change their direction.

'Come this way, I know of an abandoned tower.'

'Oh! I thought ALL the towers were used!'

'Well they will be soon, this tower will be ours!' Harry trilled delightedly and followed Fawkes to the tower. They flew to the far corner of the castle and in through a small hidden window among the roof tiles.

Inside the round tower room was a large four poster bed fit for two people or more easily. The bed was made with thick black and red covers but there were no traces of animal fur anywhere like there were in other areas of the tower. There was a huge rug with magical flowers growing slowly on them and a huge fireplace. There was a sofa and a wardrobe as well as a door to a bathroom and a trap door to the steps down from the tower. Harry looked around in amazement; there was so much detail on the wood work of the room that he could hardly believe it. However, Harry was distracted by Fawkes.

When they had flown into the room the pair had landed on the large bed. Fawkes started to move closer to Harry as the other phoenix looked around the room. By the time Harry had finished observing Fawkes was nearly to him. Harry moved slightly towards Fawkes and Fawkes closed the remaining distance so they were side by side.

'My Beautiful my Mate, my One! I never thought I'd find my mate but I have.' Fawkes trilled with gently tones. Harry cooed and felt his body burst into flame once more as happiness and adoration light hit body.

'Fawkes, I'm so hot! My Fire, why am I so hot? Look, I burn!'

'You burn because you feel my One. Are you happy my Mate?'

'Happiest ever My Fawkes.'

"My Harry." Harry gave a tender coo once more and felt more heat fill his body as flames raged around the two phoenixes.