a/n- Ok so I finally finished chapter 5! Sorry to keep you waiting…here goes..

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Hoot hoo-hoo-o-hoo!...

What morning already? Merl thought groggily as she opened her eyes. The clock read 6:00AM next to it the glass ball glowed innocuously. Suddenly remembering her previous night's thoughts she quickly got up and dressed for breakfast.

"I knew you were the early bird type, here you are" said Mrs. Weasley always the mother, she loaded a plate with sausages, and toasts. Merl had almost finished eating when Harry entered the kitchen.

"Good Morning Harry" both Merl and Mrs. Weasley said in unison. Harry gave them a diffident smile and silently sat down at the table, starring glumly at the intricate cracks of the wooden table. Both Mrs. Weasley and Merl sensed the something amiss and stayed quiet. Mrs. Weasley bustled about the kitchen and piled toasts on Harry's plate.

"Everything all right Harry?" asked Merl

"Erm…yeah everything's fine…"

"So, why the long face?"

Suddenly overwhelmed he looked up, "It's just, I – I don't think I can do it. I don't know if I can- if I can….kill him" he finished quietly. After some time he continued to explain, "you know I once begged Sirius and Remus to not kill Pettigrew, 'cause , I said my Dad wouldn't want two of his best friends to become murderers. And now, I'm not so sure if Dad would want his own son to be a murderer, even if the victim is Voldemort."

Mrs. Weasley looked worriedly over at Harry. Merl looked thoughtfully at Harry. Fred and George's sudden apparition interrupted the strained silence.

"Good Morrow! Friends," they sang in unison, "Merl you got a letter some barn owl carried in," they handed to her an official looking envelope with a red seal in the front.

"Thank-you" she tucked it away in her robe pocket. Before leaving, she placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and said "I am glad you are thinking." She hated to leave Harry in the dark, but there was no time.

Once secure in her room she opened the letter and quickly scanned it. "So the Alps it is."

A week later

Merl had already packed a small suitcase and was downstairs saying goodbyes.

"But where are you going?" pressed Ginny and Hermione.

"I'll see you soon" was all she said as she pulled them into a hug.

She clapped Harry on the shoulder and smiled, "Good bye Harry, take care of yourself, and write, Hedwig will find me." With that she turned and was gone. A winsome zephyr blew around the others as they remained gathered around on the steps of Grimauld Place.

"You alright mate?" Ron asked Harry as they all went inside. Harry had been frowning and had been very silent since morning when Merl said she was leaving.

"The letter"

"What letter?" Hermione asked confusedly.

"A week ago Merl got a letter during breakfast, she didn't open it in front of us; but it had some red seal in the front with an 'H'.

"H, it must have been from Hogwarts, honestly Harry I would expect you to at least know that much"

"Yeah well my minds' been full"

"Ok so she got some letter, what does that have to do with her leaving today?" said Ron.

"It doesn't make sense, why would she leave like that all of a sudden? There must have been a reason, and I dunno, I just got this feeling about that letter."

"Well idle talking will get us nowhere, come on follow me," said Hermione, as she hurried ahead.

Harry and Ron found themselves following Hermione into Merl's room. The room was dark, something on the table, at the corner, glowed slightly. The trio made their way toward the table and found it was a sphere similar to the orb-prophesies at the Ministry's Department of Mysteries. There was a note beside it, in neat handwriting someone had written:

To Harry, use it well, and carefully…I would have liked to train you with this but times changed, things happened, I hope you will unlock the secrets in time. And if you wish to write to me then use the code I created below.

Good Luck

Merl

Harry slowly extended his hands towards the ball and picked it up, it was warm, as he expected,

"What is it?"

"I dunno" said Hermione thoughtfully.

"Use it well, that sounds familiar. Except it's not Christmas now."

"Do you know what Merl packed in her suitcase?" Hermione asked all of a sudden.

"mm…yeah I think I saw her bring in fur robes and leather boots one day, and she hurried up here."

"Cold, she went somewhere cold. Ok so we know that much."

"How are we to find out what this glass ball does?"

"Well, you could always crack it open like the prophesy at the ministry last year."

"RON! You must be out of your mind! You should hear yourself talk, 'crack it open' and then lose all the secrets forever. Yes great idea Ronald."

"HEY! What's all the buzz about?" George asked as Fred apparated into the room and nearly knocked off the lamp onto Ron. Ron ducked away in time, but he knocked into Harry who in all the commotion dropped the ball, which smashed to the floor. Hermione gave a sharp cry, everyone else froze at the scene forming at their feet.

As soon as the ball broke to pieces, a slight fire started to burn on the floor, it spread in a line then curved around the room. A winsome warmth spread across them for the second time today. The fire kept curving and traveling, and then it traveled back to the point where it started and everyone was suddenly blasted with hot air, which kept blowing at high speed. They all squinted in the heat blast and tried to see what was happening. Then all at once the path the fire traveled blew up, Harry thought he was about to be swept right out of the floor, but no such thing happened. As quickly as it started the wind mitigated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, only to be stricken with shock when they looked up; for a firy bright phoenix had formed. Each of it's wings touched the two far walls of the room. It's head bent slightly downwards as it ominously looked at the five young wizards. From its' tail flecks of fire floated upwards. Harry soon realized the phoenix didn't have feathers.

"It's – It' s made of fire" Hermione whispered weakly.

"That was quick; at least we found the secret."

"Well this is just cool man! You surprise us every time Harry. We had no idea you had this much talent." Fred and George sounded impressed.

Harry looked up at the enormous Phoenix and said, "erm…hello…um…phoenix…I guess you were trapped in the glass ball…um…I don't know how to put you back in…so...um…well…" uncertainty ringed in every syllable he spoke; he stopped when he realized how utterly stupid he sounded. The phoenix looked to the right, then left, and then realized nothing was amiss, it shrank into a tiny ball and plummeted into the shards of glass, where it came to a rest, the shards rose reformed the ball, as if it was never broken.

a/n- end of Chap. 5! Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review:)