Destiny's Chosen

By: EmeraldTigerReign

Warnings: Slash. Anal. Oral. Kink. Blood play. Bond. D/s. Violence. Bashing. M/M. F/F. Mpreg. Threesomes. Multiple Crossovers. Torture. Creature!Harry. And more as the chapters come up.

Pairings: Angel/Harry/Wyatt, Tom/Cole, Severus/Spike, Buffy/Hermione/Faith, Chris/Neville, Draco/Xander and Willow/Luna.

Chapter 6

Harry couldn't believe the audacity of that man! That evil, sad, pathetic manipulator. Really, it was just ridiculous how one man could think he could control a whole government. At least Voldemort let you know what he wanted. Dumbledore, lied, manipulated, kept secrets and then expects him to just follow orders like a good little soldier? Right. The man must be a complete idiot.

Harry, as you can surmise, was furious. When he got to the room, and saw Fawkes sitting atop his desk, he knew instantly it was not going to be a letter he was looking forward to. And when he began to read, he was proven right. Fawkes trilled a calming melody, and it helped some, but mostly it didn't. You could literally feel the magic wafting around Harry. He was literally quaking and knew if he didn't get a grip on his emotions the house would be quaking as well...

Taking a few deep breathes, he re-read the letter, and once again started to get angry.

Dear Harry,

My boy! How are you doing in this time of great mourning? I know that you want to be left alone to grieve and to think over what happened. So, I have taken the liberty of telling your friends to not owl you. No need to thank me. Really.

Now, I'm afraid I have some bad news. I won't allow you to go to the burrow this summer. In fact you are unable to leave the protection of your Families home. You are just to valuable! And I won't hear any arguments. My mind is made up. Know that this is for your own good my boy!

Also, I know that the Goblins have contacted you. I apologize for not having thought of this before, but an old man is allowed his mistakes. It won't happen again, this I promise you. I've put up Wards to stop ALL owls, whereas before it was just fan-mail Wards. Once again, I need no thanks! As for the will they contacted you about, Harry, YOU MUST NOT GO! I forbid it. You need not worry however. I will be there in your stead and I will pass on everything that Sirius has given you.

I know that this comes as a disappointment, but with how important you are to Voldemorts downfall, you must understand. Your a bright boy!

I hope you understand, with what happened to Sirius, how important it is to give me all information you get from Voldemort. We wouldn't want a repeat hmm?

Hope you have a good Summer! And remember to stay indoors!

Sincerely,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Order of Merlin, First Class

Head of the Wizengamot

Supreme Mugwump

Harry breathed in deep. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. When he had at least some of his mind back, he turned to Fawkes.

"Hi Fawkes, can you do something for me?" he said quietly, with forced calm.

Fawkes looked at him with his head cocked to the side, as if asking 'what?'

"Would you burn this for me?" he asked while holding out the letter.

Fawkes chirped in a manner that seemed like he was chortling, and nodded his head yes. He flew over to Harry, grabbed the letter and suddenly, the letter burst into flames as bright as the moon.

Harry knew it was childish, but watching that letter burn made him feel better and calmer. Harry wasn't worried. He knew that the Goblins, since they received his blood agreement would come to get him tomorrow. But just the nerve of that man! Harry knew, just form that letter, and the subtle manipulation, that regardless of anything, he could no longer trust the Headmaster, at all.

Fawkes flew over to Harry's shoulder and rubbed his head against Harry's cheek.

"Thanks Fawkes. I know its not your fault. I just wish that he wasn't so controlling."

Fawkes trilled and seemed to agree.

"Does he want a response? Or is going to just assume I will follow his orders like the good little weapon I'm supposed to be?"

Fawkes trilled again, and stayed where he was, so Harry assumed that he didn't need to respond. If a letter was necessary, Fawkes would have flown to the parchment on his desk.

"Thanks Fawkes. Give him Hell for me yeah?" Harry whispered to the mighty bird.

Fawkes chirped cheerfully and disappeared in a flash of flames.

Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes. Just realizing how late it was getting. He changed into his sleeping pants, which were rolled up several times to fit, and got into bed. He put his glasses on the desk next to the bed. He was almost asleep when he realized he needed to set the alarm clock for 7 tomorrow morning. He got up and walked to the top of his dresser and did just that. He would keep it next to the bed like a majority of people, but knew himself to well. If it was somewhere easily accessible, where he didn't have to get up to turn it off, he would keep hitting the snooze button. As it was, he had to fix this particular clock from the broken pile of toys Dudley had gotten many a year ago. So he didn't want to risk moving it now.

As he got back into bed, he fell asleep to the picture of Dumbles face when Harry showed up at the Will reading tomorrow, against his wishes. Harry fell asleep with a smile on his face.

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Thank y'all for your patience with me! Like I've been saying, I had the week from Hell, so I apologize but here's the next chapter!

What do you think? Good I hope!

And next time, we have the first meeting with the Goblins and Hermione!

Let me know whatcha think!

Thanks!

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EmeraldTiger