Chapter 8 - Heart of Phoenix

"Often the best way to win is to forget to keep the score." - Marianne Espinosa Murphy

Harry looked down at her right hand, where the Blade of the Light was still clutched tightly in her hand, "Knowledge, knowledge is power."

Harry smiled as the Weasleys entered the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. "Hey all."

Harry had woken today with Excalibur still clutched in her hand, her knuckles starting to bleed form the excessive usage it was getting.

Harry returned the hug Mrs. Weasley gave her. "How are you, Harry?"

"Fine, Mrs. Weasley, fine."

Merlin had told her that Excalibur had given her the knowledge of the whole world of time.

Mr. Weasley walked up to her and stood there, unsure of what to do. Finally, Harry took the initiative.

"Hello, Mr. Weasley, how's things?"

Mr. Weasley smiled. "Fine, girl, fine."

So, now, Harry not only knew the most things that a single person would know, Harry knew what happened since the begging of Earth.

Harry looked at the rest of the Weasley children standing there, Ginny looking at her with a mixed expression, Ron wide eyed, the twins with bemused smirks - Harry smirked back at them - Bill and Charlie looking Harry over with a frown.

"Have to say, I've missed a lot, eh?" Bill stated finally.

Since the begging of Earth, quite a lot to take on in one's head.

"So, that all that you all are going to do, just stand there?" Harry folded her arms.

The twins started laughing, for what reason, Harry really did not want to know. Bill and Charlie just came over and ruffled Harry's hair, causing her to scowl. Ginny smiled and Ron came over to Harry scratching the back of his head.

"Err, hey mate, how's it going? Was that the right thing to say, I mean to a girl, right?" Ron looked at Harry who laughed at Ron's tactics.

Slinging her arm around Ron's shoulder Harry said, "No worries Ron, no worries."

Ron beamed.

Harry soon found a pair of arms around her neck again, turning back to in front of her, Harry found that Ginny had come and embraced her.

"Welcome Harry, to the world of girls." Ginny stepped back and grinned, "Now with just a few catch ups on being a girl, and the transformation will be complete!"

Harry looked wide-eyed at Ginny, "Umm, can't we put that talk up till a bit later?"

Ginny smiled slyly, "Nope, you're getting it now."

Ginny grabbed Harry's hand and started to pull Harry up the stairs, "Good luck, mate. I really feel sorry for you." Ron said solemnly behind her.

Two hours later...

Thank god that I'm done with them, Harry thought, those two girls were so much the opposite of what I imagined them to act around...well...girls.

Harry stepped into the kitchen and, to her relief, only Ron was seated there. "Hey, Ron."

Ron looked up at her, and a face of worry came about his face, "How did it go?"

"Pretty bad, they wouldn't shut their mouths, or even let me talk."

"What did they say?"

"Don't know, I really didn't listen."

Ron cocked an eyebrow, "Then what did you do for the past two hours there?"

Harry sighed and leaned back into the chair, "I think that I let my brain catch up with my life, you know, let the past sink down."

"So you have never done that before."

"Not in such depth."

"Well, I can say that someone has changed."

"Quite odd, that statement coming form you."

Ron grinned, "So, since that you are a girl now, tell me. Do I look good, as in, say, hot? Hmm?"

Harry smiled at Ron, "You know when I said that I let my brain catch up with my life?"

"Yeah..."

"I forgot to mention that I still have to get used to being a girl."

"So, not squealing over any guy?"

"Well, my head is hurting from my thinking on that topic."

"What's your thoughts?"

"See, two days ago, I was a guy interested in girls, and the next day I am a girl. Even after becoming a girl, see, I still think how hot a girl is, so my head hasn't changed it's mind on that part. So, if the flow of thoughts is still that way for the rest of my life, then I have to consider myself a lesbian, " Harry made a face, "and I really don't want to be one. If I think about guys, then my head considers me gay, so...yeah can't really get the genders straight, as in which one to go for."

"You could go for both."

"Yeah...no. Why are we talking about this anyways?"

As if just realizing it, Ron blushed and started stuttering. "Umm...yeah...really...don't...know..."

"Anyways can you come up, I want to talk within the four of us."

Ron got up and followed Harry out the door. "Harry, why are you wearing your Hogwarts uniform?"

Harry turned at the door and scratched the back of her head. "The jeans Tonks bought for me were, let's say, really tight."

Harry and Ron walked up to the girls bedroom and Harry knocked on the door. "Hermione, Ginny, it's Harry here and I'm with Ron, can we come in?"

"Yea, sure."

Harry opened the door and stepped into the room, walking over to Ginny's bed and sitting down on it, Ron sitting beside her. The two girls were on Hermione's bed, may have been discussing something.

"Err, I wanted to talk about what happened last year." Harry started.

"Oh, Harry you know you can talk about...Snuffles...with us, right? We always have an open ear." Hermione spoke up.

"Sirius, well I've almost accepted his fate, right. But I wanted to talk about my actions last year." Harry got up and started pacing, "You know, I've been so busy thinking about myself and shouting about something small that came up in the paper or anything else. Well, I wanted to apologize for being such stuck up in what matters in for myself and I didn't spend much time thinking for the rest of us. I shouldn't have fallen for Voldemort's trick." Unsurprisingly, Ron and Ginny flinched at his name, thought Ginny less than Ron.

"Oh, Harry." Hermione came up and embraced Harry, who hugged her back.

"It's alright, mate. Any guy would do that." Ron came up and clamped Harry shoulder, squeezing it comfortably.

Ginny came up to just behind Hermione. "Think of it, Harry, if you hadn't gone to the Department of Mysteries in June, the world wouldn't know that Riddle came back." Harry smiled and ruffled Ginny's hair.

"Thanks guys."

As if on cue Gawain stormed though the door. "Harry, get down in the living room, now!"

Harry frowned and let go of Hermione and rushed down the steps, the other three following her. Harry stepped into the Granger's living room and stopped in mid step. The sight she saw before her, was something she never expected to see.

Gawain turned to her and said, "Riddle knows."

On the clean carpet of the living room lay Sir Lancelot covered in blood.