The Lord and Lady Phoenix: The Stone

by SuperXBrother

Just before Voldemort killed her, Lily performed a ritual on Harry. Now he will discover not only his lost heritage, but who he really is. With a bond with Ginny, a contolling headmaster, and a golden bird following him, now he must survive his 1st year.

4. The Heir

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I simply had an idea where Lily put a special ritual around her son Harry. Now that simple idea has evolved into the soon to be series you will all one day read. This accomplishment will be all thanks to my great readers. This part of the story may be confusing to some. Sorry about the wait once again. (SCHOOL!). Once again guys, THANKS!

I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. J.K. Rowling takes all the credit.

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Previously in The Lord and Lady Phoenix

Chapter Three

Life, Letters, and a Phoenix

Harry once more woke to the familiar black world. The lights broke through blackness and performed

their usual, strange dances. Soon though they began to cluster together. The lights danced like flames.

The sparkles ceased dancing and a voice spoke...

"Harry, its been a while!"

The Lord and Lady Phoenix

Chapter Four

The Heir of the Phoenix

"Harry, it's been awhile!"

Harry looked around but there was no one but himself inside the world of darkness. No one except for the clump of golden lights in front of him. He didn't know if it could be possible for light to talk. Nervously, he tried to talk back to the light.

"A-are you talking to m-me?" The light wiggled just as a slight laugh filled the air. They danced in similar patterns to the ones he witnessed before in his awakenings and slumbers.

"Oh, I apologize. I see that it is difficult for you to converse with me like this. Hang on a minute." The lights swirled around. Faster and faster. They became a solid gold disc. The disc spun faster and faster. Then it emitted a blinding white flash, illuminating the dark, black land for some seconds. The flash ran away. But what shocked young Harry the most was the thing that stood where the light disc once was.

It was the size of a swan and its shiny feathers could have been confused for pure, twenty four karat gold. It had a long plume of ruby hair running down its head, and long, gold, ribbons for a tail. Its eyes were its most strange feature, they switched between red, orange, and gold, like a fire burning within itself. It took from the ground, startling Harry. It swooped in circles and patterns gracefully around the black airs. It then took to a dive from high above and landed upon his very own shoulder.

"W-What are you?" Harry finally found his voice once more. The bird simply stared at him from his left shoulder and said,

"Dear Harry, I am a creature that your kind would recall as a bird of flames. A swan of fire. I am known as a phoenix. You may call me Ardoris." The flames in its eyes seemed to burn proudly as it revealed this knowledge. Harry's emerald eyes were swirling with confusion as they tried to process the sight that they was seeing in front of them.

"A t-talking Phoenix?" he asked. "How is that possible? Why are you here? What is this place? Where am I?" Harry was blurring out a million questions a second now and the golden phoenix trilled in amusement.

"My, my, my, you asked a lot of questions. Merlin's beard, curious as a kitten, just like his mother…" He said this more to himself than Harry, who stopped in an instant at the mention of his mother.

"My, my mother? You knew her? How?" The great fire bird sighed sadly. To Harry, this question seemed to upset the bird greatly. "Oh…I'm sorry. I-if you don't want to talk about it-"

"No Harry!" Ardoris interrupted instantly. Harry flinched at the outburst of the bird. " I'm sorry Harry. I…please forgive me. It hasn't been easy.. to know about this…but you need to know…" he seemed to be trying to figure out how to explain his story. "I'm sorry Harry. I've had five years to go over how to tell you this yet I still stumble for the right words." The bird bowed in apology. Harry petted him gently on the head.

"It-its okay Ardoris. I do want to know though…what did you mean by five years of trying to figure it out?" The phoenix replied,

"Ah! Yes, that is a good place to begin actually. You see Harry… well I don't know how to say this exactly but…your mother, she was a witch." Harry stared at the bird, his somewhere between amazement and shock at the possibility that what the phoenix was saying was true.

"My mom was a w-witch?" He asked slightly scared and awed. The gold bird nodded.

"Yes Harry, she was a witch. And your father was a wizard. Both were some of the best of their age. And yes Harry Potter, this mean that you are a wizard." To say Harry was overwhelmed by this was the biggest lie of the century.

"Me? But I can't be a w-wizard. I'm nobody special." Ardoris looked mad but kept his voice even.

"Harry, you are special. But you don't even know who you are. The fact that I'm here speaking to you proves that fact. You see, I was going to speak with you on your next birthday, when your magic would be easier to train, but after that damned uncle of yours, and his family doing what they did…well to tell you the truth Harry, I've been watching you. Waiting for the right time for you to be able to train and learn about who you really are. I tried to minimize the damage they brought upon you, but I was only as strong as you were back then. But we both almost died from those people. If it hadn't been for our abilities and magic, we would have. When I saw how Vernon almost killed you, I knew that I couldn't wait any longer.

So I emitted the light that you saw and brought you here, into where our minds meld into one. I had to bring you here so I could bring you back to life. Once I did, I could begin to explain. But now the time is near for you to awaken. I have fully healed you, however, there will be some pains when you strain yourself. When you go back to sleep tonight, I shall be here to begin your training." Ardoris took off to the sky from his perch of Harry's shoulder. He watched as the phoenix began to glow. With a final cry, the black turned to golden light, and Harry passed out once more.

Harry awoke to find himself not in a dark, spider filled, cupboard. But rather a clean white room. His vision cleared and he reached for his taped glasses. He placed them over his green eyes and looked around the unfamiliar room. He realized in an instant that he was in a hospital room! The door to his left opened and in came a man in a white doctor suit. He looked at him, amazed. He rushed to the side of his bed and said,

"YOU"RE AWAKE? Oh…I'm sorry. That was rude of me. Hello Harry. I'm Doctor Brown. I can't believe this! Your awake and all of our top experts said you would be in a coma for a week! Your family had an important event to go to, but I'm sure they'll be back soon once they hear the news.

'Yeah right' thought Harry as Doc Brown started to check on Harry's condition.

After an entire day of checkups, scans, and needles, Harry couldn't wait to fall back asleep and meet up with Ardoris. He gazed out the window in the room, watching the crescent moon rise into the sky before the feeling of gold auras overtook him into slumber.

Harry once again woke to the sight of the phoenix, Ardoris. But he noticed that the bird was much more clear than before.

"Hello Harry, bout time you got here." Harry blushed in embarrassment. "No matter though. Now as

I was saying last night, your mother and father were both magical as well as you. Now then, there are many kinds of witches and wizards. And Harry, this is very important. Not all wizards are good. Some go bad. A few years ago there was one who went as far as you can get. His name was Voldemort. He had hundreds of followers. And not only witches and wizards but also many dark creatures and followers.

He was bringing up an army. And he had an all time goal, to escape death. To be all-powerful, forever. Anyone who opposed him would end up dead. And then one day, Voldemort received information that scared him. An all powerful lord, with an army of thousands of followers, was scared. Why? Because this information stated what could possibly be his downfall. This info was a prophesy. It went like this." Ardoris paused and spoke in a deep voice,

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches ... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies ... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not ... and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives ... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies ..." Ardoris resumed his normal trills.

"This prophesy was believed by the Dark Lord, to be his downfall. He believed that it would be caused by a child. A child born at the end of July. This could have applied to two children though. You or a boy named Neville Longbottom. Both of you were born at the end of July, just as the information stated. But it also stated that the dark lord would mark him as his equal." Ardoris's fiery eyes were dim.

"Because of this prophesy, your parents went into hiding. However, it was futile as the dark lord had many spies, one of which easily revealed their location. Then on the 31st of October, 1981, Voldemort came to their location, Godric's Hollow. Your father held him off while Lily took you and ran. But his attempt was easily silenced by the dark lord." Ardoris stopped his story and looked around.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry Harry, but you need to awaken. We will finish our tale next time." Harry felt once more the black disappear and his eyes opening to the hospital room again. The doctors said that he would be released to go home the next day. The day was much like the one before. Scans, tests, and needles galore! Night fell and so did Harry.

"Yes, now where were we?" Ardoris asked.

"My father died." said a saddened Harry.

"Yes, now okay. Your mother knew that she was to die as well. But Harry, the knowledge I am about to share with you must not be repeated by anyone. Do you understand?" Harry nodded. "Okay, what do you know about the most powerful witch and wiz-"

"I believe," said a gentle voice from above. "that we should tell the boy ourselves, my dear Ardoris." Ardoris straightened, bowed, and nudged Harry to do the same. He did. Then he felt a hand upon his head.

"Rise my child." the voice commanded. Harry did as the voice ordered and looked In awe at the three figures in front of him. Two of them were humans, one male, one female, the third was another golden bird. The two humans were obviously magical. They were dressed in simple, but elegant robes. And pure power radiated off of them. The man was middle-aged, with salt and pepper hair, falling to his shoulders. He wore blue, floor length robes and held a gold staff with a sapphire orb on its end. The woman had black hair, curling elegantly to her back. She wore red robes. And like the man, held a gold staff, but with a ruby orb at the end. The phoenix was an exact replica of Ardoris, but looked more feminine. The two birds took to the sky, playing with each other. Leaving Harry alone with the witch and wizard. The witch said,

"Hello Harry. My name is Morgana Le Fay. And this is my husband Merlin." Harry was shocked at the thought that these two ancient people were still alive.

"How are you alive?" The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Well because we are immortal." Morgana replied simply. Merlin spoke as well. .

"Harry, we have much to discuss. You see, me and my wife lived thousands of years ago. We were the most powerful magical ones who ever lived. But we married and lived in secret, for we wished not to harm the non-magical folk, though they were frightened of us and killed as many of our kind as possible. We could have easily be rid of them, but we believed in peace." His wife spoke bitterly.

"They could never find us, so they made up rumors about us being rivals and battling and all other sorts of hogwash stories." Her husband stared uncomfortably between Harry and his wife.

"Y-yes the mortals were arrogant and believed they had scared us off and so the rumors spread like wildfire. Soon we found ourselves with children. Four of them. Their names were Godric, Rowena, Helga, and Salazar. We gave them immortality as well. They were known as the greatest witches and wizards of their time. Together they constructed a magical school, dedicated to teaching young witches and wizards the art of magic." Harry's eyes lit up at the thought of the school. "This magical school came to be known as Hogwarts. Each of the four founders believed in a different attribute for learning." Morgan spoke again.

"Godric believed in bravery. Helga believed in loyalty. Rowena believed in intellect. Salazar believed in ambition. Their differences put forth the action of different 'houses'. Each house would focus on a different style of learning. The school opened and the children were taught. The four agreed that eleven would be a substantial age to begin learning the art. Soon the founders retired from teaching and family came to be. Godric married Rowena and Salazar married Helga." They saw Harry's face, the thought of siblings marrying each other was strange to him. Merlin spoke.

"Harry, back then it was dangerous to be of the magical kind. We were sought after and hunted. It wasn't the easiest life style and back then, marriage laws were not made. We all decided it was easier to marry as we did. Besides, the children did really love each other." At this time, Harry calmed down a bit, and felt some guilt.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely.

"Apology accepted." The two spoke together. Merlin spoke once more.

"Now Harry, as we said, it was dangerous to be magical. None even in the magical world know that the four founders were our children. Throughout the ages there were many evil people. Not everyone liked the idea for the magical school. To say that they were our children would put them in even more danger. Each married couple lived in secret. And over time they did have children, just as we did. But to make absolutely sure that they would be protected, Morgana invented a ritual that would make the one it was placed upon receive the powers of those before them, to protect them. As each child was born, the parent who was descended from us would do the ritual. This would be done for each generation. But over time some of our ways were lost and some children did not receive the ritual. They would be killed because their magical scent would be to powerful for anyone seeking power to resist. Those descendents would be slaughtered, manipulated, any of that sort. The line of our decedents continued. But soon, it began to shrink. The ways the magical world are today are so different from our time. It has been corrupted by greed and arrogance. The last of Helga and Salazar's decedents was tortured by her father and brother. The family she was born to had lost all of our ways, which were replaced by the ideas of blood purity. Many thought that witches and wizards born from parents who were magical, would be better than those born to those who were magical but had at least one non-magical heritage. This blood mania resulted in many witches and wizards who could not perform magic, though their parents were both magical. The tortured sister and daughter was one of those people, what today's world calls a squib. She would soon utterly disgrace her father and brother by having a child with a non magical man, a Muggle. The father soon left and the mother died after childbirth, leaving the baby an orphan. She could not perform the ritual before her death and the baby would one day become Lord Voldemort. The last of Godric's and Rowena's decedents however was born shortly after the rise of a different dark man. He believed in killing anyone who was more powerful than himself. He embraced the dark arts and was feared by many. Imagine his surprise when he found a mere baby who was more powerful. The baby's father had just recently performed the ritual upon her but soon was killed by the dark man. The girl's mother had no choice but to flee with her baby. However, she was gravely injured from the attack. She was able to escape the man and reach a muggle town. She placed the baby with a muggle family and modified their memories so they believed that she was their second child. The real mother shortly died thereafter.

The girl grew up as a muggle but was believed to be a muggle-born when she was accepted into Hogwarts. Her name was Lily. The name she had after her transfer was Evens. She was your mother. And that makes you our last living descendent with our ritual performed." Harry's mouth was a hundred feet under the ground.

"I-I'm your descendent?" Morgan placed an arm around Harry, pulling him into a hug.

"Yes Harry, you are. You have a family." The next ten minutes were filled of Harry shedding tears of joy. Merlon 's face became serious.

"Now Harry, don't forget that this makes you related to Voldemort as well. We need to train you for he is not dead. Soon your body will have enough magical energy to allow Ardoris to leave your body and exist in the real world." Ardoris landed upon Merlin's shoulder and the female phoenix upon Morgana's. The female glared at Merlin.

"Oh! Yes! As well as Soleil. You see Harry, Ardoris was my phoenix and Soleil was Morgana's. Both have created a bond with you and…well I don't want to spoil the surprises in your future. You'll have to find out more about your heritage on your own. Do you understand?" Harry nodded. "Good. Okay now lets begin with the disarming charm, Expelliarmus.

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A/N: Wow! What a chapter! So much has all ready been revealed! And much more will still come! Harry and Voldemort are the last descendents of Merlin and Morgana Le Fay? Could Harry and the Dark Lord possibly be cousins? Will Harry call Voldemort Uncle Tom? Find out next time in The Lord and Lady Phoenix: The Stone.

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