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.

5. Vault X

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The Lord and Lady Phoenix

Chapter Five

The Vault of X

Harry Potter was now at the age of ten. His birthday would be next month and he would be eleven years old. Of course he now has the knowledge to know why his eleventh birthday would be so important. It would have become his first step into his magical education had it not been for his dreams he has had every night. And those dreams were not ordinary. No, they were strange. Strange even for a witch or wizard. For every single night since his fifth birthday, Harry would not be entering a dreamy wonderland of limitless imagination. No, every single night, he'd wake into his very mind and train with his ancestors. Merlin and Morgana Le Fay, who were the most powerful witch and wizard ever to live. Their partners Ardoris and Soleil, who were two golden phoenixes. And the four founders who built the castle known as Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Rowena and Godric had become something like a mother and father. Merlin and Morgana were his like his grand parents. Salazar and Helga had become similar to a true aunt and uncle. Harry finally had a family that loved him. And Harry would meet with his 'family' every night. And each night they trained. And Harry noticed that slowly, ever so slowly, the black was beginning to brighten into a bright molten gold.

Harry remembered one thing Rowena said that was crucial to his knowledge. A witch or wizard can learn any spell, curse, hex, or jinx. But without balance, the magic performed would be weak. Harry's training was slow. His 'grandparents' explained that building his magical core was like becoming a professional athlete. A ten old couldn't be expected to be able to keep pace with an Olympian Athlete. But if his core was balanced and practiced with, he could easily outrun the athlete. Especially if that athlete had no sense of balance at all. Harry was frustrated at first to learn that he wouldn't be powerful instantly as he thought since he was their heir, but soon accepted that he needed to develop his own magical core first.

The first lessons that the ancient ones gave him were ones about the theories of different magics. They explained that magic was like the human body. In an vague term, the body itself was magic. But there were different kinds, types, and forms of magic. Just as the body has many different kinds, types, and forms of systems. And inside each of those kinds of magic and systems, there were different subjects and organs and so forth. They taught Harry all their knowledge for the past few years and Harry shocked them with the amounts of knowledge he could contain. He was always eager to learn of the different bodies and systems of magic. After learning the theory, Harry surprised them even more with his first spell.

(Flashback)

"So Harry," Merlin began. "Do you understand how the process of the 'swish and flick' concept?" Harry nodded.

"Yes Merlin. I think so." Merlin nodded.

"Okay dear, lets see it your motion." said. Rowena. Harry took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused in upon his magical core. He and his ancestors could feel the power radiating off of him. Harry thought of the swish and flick movement Morgana showed him earlier that same week. He thought about it with all his might but his concentration was shattered instantly. Gasps filled the air making Harry lose his focus and open his eyes. A thump was heard and something rolled by towards his feet. He looked ahead and saw Merlin in front of him, shock etched into his timeless face. Harry saw that all the others had similar looks upon their own but were looking at Merlin, more importantly, his empty wand arm. Harry looked and saw with sudden realization that Merlin stood in front of him completely defenseless. Looking down he saw the staff of Merlin lying right next to his toes. Morgana was the first to fill the void of five silent minutes.

"Harry…h-how did-"

"I-I've never seen this before…could it be…?" mumbled Rowena as she was going over the possibilities of what had just occurred. Harry could see the gears running overdrive inside her brain.

"Harry…you are special…I always knew you would be. But to this extent…" confessed Helga.

Salazar spoke as well. "Boy, you have some fine firepower inside you. Once you can control it…" The mouth of Salazar was now a cruel, twisted smirk.

"W-wait, what did I just do…I-I'm sorry-"

"Sorry? HOW CAN YOU BE SORRY! OH YEAH!" laughed the form of Godric, "That's my heir right there in front of us baby!"

"Honestly Godric, don't scare the poor boy." said Rowena as she scolded her husband. "He'll never want to do magic again if you keep up this whole shouting match of yours."

Merlin shouted, "ENOUGH! ALL OF YOU!" And then he spoke in a much more gentle tone. "Harry, do you know what I had asked you?" Harry shook his head and asked in a quiet voice.

"You told me to use just a swish and flick motion and concentrate on my core, right?" He looked as if they were going to act the same as the Dursleys would. Merlin saw this and said,

"Yes Harry, I did. But you are not in trouble my dear boy. In fact, you have shown us just the tip of your power and you have not even scratched the shield surrounding your core. Harry, you performed an Expelliarmus charm by thinking about it and doing the motion. And to top it all off, you didn't even have a wand in your hand! If we continue to practice balancing your core, you will be the most powerful wizard of all time. Your magical scent already challenges ours and your abilities are not very far behind! Now lets see you do that again! Godric! Let us see how well Harry can do against the founder of Gryffindor!

(End Flashback)

Harry had developed a vast knowledge over the years. Studying with some of the greatest minds in the world could do that for you. His magical core had developed even more powerful. He could only do simple magic such as Wingardium Leviosa and Protego. But his theoretical knowledge was unmatched by even the great Albus Dumbledore. He had a great deal of knowledge about the wizarding world already and it was only escalating. His mind was so powerful that he already had a decent basis on Occlumency and Legilimency. He also was beginning to hear the elders mumble with each other when he was awake. He asked them about it, but they said he would have to become more powerful to speak freely with them awake. Ignoring Aunt Petunia's latest rant about Mrs. Next Door, Harry began thinking about Friday night's conversation with his ancestors.

(Friday Night)

Harry had again woken into the dark yellow world of his core and mind. The elders and founders were there to greet him as usual. Merlin spoke,

"Hello Harry, my boy I can't guess where the years have transfigured off to. Seems only yesterday when we all first met our own heir." He stepped back and Morgana came forth.

"Now dear, it is time for you to go prepare for Hogwarts and-"

"Y-you don't mean… Shopping? Oh…great." Helga spoke,

"Harry, c'mon. Its not like muggle shopping. There are really interesting stuff to buy in the wizarding world. Just try it…for us?"

"Fine. I guess your right about wizard shops being more interesting than their muggle counterparts. So I guess I'll live through it. Sorry, the times I've been forced to go shopping with the Dursleys haven't always been the greatest and…you know the rest." Harry heard Rowena mumble something like

"Wait until I get my hands on those no good, two timing, fat little-" Merlin spoke interrupting Rowena's plans for revenge on the Dursleys.

"Okay, now then Harry, you need to get to muggle London. You'll do this with Ardoris of course. We'll need you to cast a glamour charm as well so no one recognizes you. Once there-" Harry asked,

"Why can't Ardoris just transport us directly into Diagon Alley?" Morgana, Salazar, and Rowena shared a smile onto their faces. They knew that this boy would be a smart one. Morgana answered.

"Dumbledore is the only known wizard with a phoenix in all of Britain. If you even just flashed into an alley, the light, heat, and smoke would alert someone. Then the questions would start flying like Quidditch brooms. And the last thing we need is for Dumbledore to find out that Harry Potter is in Diagon Alley without his knowledge. If we enter like a normal wizard by using one of the entrances, nobody in the entire wizarding world will have any idea of the fact your there right under their noses. Got the plan Harry?" Harry nodded. "Good, now we'll take care of the Dursleys. It'll take a lot out of your core so you need to rest and recharge it tonight. Go to bed now." And with those words, Harry Potter fell asleep. The thoughts of the alley in his brain put a smile onto his face while he slept.

(Present Time)

The sun rose a few seconds later to Harry. As well as the knock of his aunt on the door. Her screech couldn't put a scratch on his mood though. Today was the day he was going to the Alley! He had been able to summon Ardoris from his magical core the day before so the golden bird was ready for the trip. Harry made the usual breakfast. Four time the amount serving five. For two plates were set aside for his aunt and uncle. The rest of the dish mountain was for his whale of a cousin. They waddled into the kitchen as usual and began to scarf down their food. Harry could feel the elders taking the energy needed from his core. Soon, the spell would be cast. Harry hummed quietly in sync with the vibrations his magic was giving. Then a shot a gold light burst from his eyes and blasted into each of the three Dursleys. Harry knew that the deed was done and headed back to the cupboard to go to London with Ardoris. He told Harry to grasp his tail feathers tight and to close his eyes. Harry felt a warm pleasure course through his body as the phoenix magic worked its many wonders. The flames came out from Ardoris's beak, creating a tomb of flames around them. Harry saw a million places a second as they shot through time and space. Then he felt the ground hit underneath his own two feet and the flames subsided. He stepped forward and felt his nose slam into something hard. His glasses fell off and the gold bird grasped them in his talons.

"Thanks." said Harry as he slid the pair back onto his head. "Uh…Ardoris, are we in a…" He looked around the small green room. There was a door with a lock in front of him. And a bird smiling cheekily on his right shoulder.

"Sorry, best place I could think not to attract attention." Harry looked behind him and saw a white object on the floor.

"And flames appearing in a bathroom stall won't attract any attention. What if there was someone using this toilet right now? What would we do then?" Ardoris was laughing at Harry's questions.

"S-s-sorry, was-n't th-think-inkking HA HA HA! But the l-look on y-your face r-right now…" He fell onto the floor in his trilling laughter.

"Serves you right." Harry mumbled as he stepped out of the stall. He looked into the bathroom mirror and concentrated on his core. He placed an image into his mind and then opened them. Looking at him in the mirror was almost the same person. The boy in the mirror had slightly bluer eyes than Harry Potter did. The elders warned him to change them or else someone might realize who he was. He still liked the color his eyes were so he only changed them slightly. He modified his face shape slightly and his forehead was scar-free. He could now go anywhere he pleased in the Alley since no one would recognize him. Morgana said that people had been going crazy trying to find any boy with a scar on his head. She stated many stories about how wizarding families sometimes charmed their children to pose as Harry Potter. A boy they took in out of the generosity of their hearts. These pathetic attempts were often just for fame. But when the blood test were done, then families left the buildings in shame and disgrace. Harry knew that he still looked like Harry Potter, but changing one's appearance took energy. Energy that he was still developing at the moment.

The hidden boy then cast a Disillusionment charm on Ardoris. He left the men's room and felt a weight on his shoulder.

"By the way Ardoris, what did the elders do to the Dursleys to make them not notice me anyway? I was so excited to see Diagon Alley that I forgot to check what happened to them. Smirking, Ardoris said simply, "You don't want to know." And left it at that. Harry followed the invisible bird's directions into a shady looking pub that no one else seemed to notice.

The door creaked open as he stepped inside. He earned a few glances but none of the cloaked men or women said anything to him. A few seemed to be concentrating on the top of his head. Harry briskly walked past the tables and bar while old the barman called out, "Anything you need boy?" Harry shook his head . The barman shrugged and went back to serving butterbeers to a droopy eyed man.

"See Harry," Ardoris said as they came upon a large brick wall. "Nobody in there thought you were that other boy. They looked at your forehead, but there was no scar to gawk at. Therefore, you were not worth their time. You were just a regular, normal wizard boy going to Diagon Alley. "You are untouchable and nobody knows about it." Harry nodded and felt the bird shift his weight. Harry heard a talon graze over a brick on the wall and it pushed backwards. The brick next to it shuddered and did the same thing. Then the one next to that spun and twisted. The patterns continued for about fifteen seconds until there was a perfect archway. Right in the spot where there was once a solid brick wall. Harry walked through and his face was carved with amazement. Ardoris trilled and said,

"Welcome Harry, to Diagon Alley."

The alley was something Harry could not explain. There were hundreds of witches and wizards of all ages walking up and down the cobblestone walkways. All entering and exiting the hundreds of shops selling bits and bobs, all of which he had never seen before. There were ice cream shops, book shops, robes shops, and sweet shops. So many that young Harry couldn't count. He walked down the cobblestone walkway wishing he had ninety eight extra eyes so he could look in every direction. There were owls soaring overhead, broomsticks swooping down from above. Cats prancing around. Toads croaking loud. He couldn't wait to go into the stores.

"Okay Harry," said the trill of the invisible Ardoris. "I know that you have changed your mind about shopping, but first you need money." Harry's shoulders slumped.

"But Ardoris I don't have any-"

"Yes of course you do Harry. You don't think your mother and father were beggars do you? The house of Potter was one of the oldest ever. And you've also got your mother being a descendent of the elders, so that will have a bit of profit involved. It's all inside Gringotts." Harry's eyes widened. He remembered a dream he had long ago, before he had ever met the elders. He had heard a woman tell him to go to a place named Gringotts and all would be revealed. Could it be possible…?

"Ardoris, we need to get to my secret vault, now." Ardoris looked shocked for a second. Harry began walking again as the voice trilled, "Secret vault?" Harry spoke with Ardoris through their connection so no one could hear them at all. He explained what he remembered from the dream. Ardoris was even more shocked.

"Harry, we need to get there. That big white building. It's right there." Harry stepped forward and gazed at the huge snowy white building in front of him. The stone surface gleamed in the light. Its long columns towered over the other shops. The huge silver 'G' stood like an eye watching over Diagon Alley, protecting it. And in between the two columns stood two bronze doors. A large inscription with foot high words was carved into the doors.

"Enter, stranger, but take heedOf what awaits the sin of greedFor those who take, but do not earn,Must pay most dearly in their if you seek beneath our floorsA treasure that was never yours,Thief, you have been warned, bewareOf finding more than treasure there."

Harry took a deep breath and stepped under the silver 'G' . He took a trembling hand, grasped the handle, opened the door and stepped inside. He walked through a set of silver doors with the same inscription. Harry Potter was inside the vast lobby of Gringotts. There were short humanoid creatures with long fingers and feet. They had long, pointy ears and Harry deemed them to be much smarter than most witches and wizards.

"Goblins Harry, show formality when speaking to them. They never appreciate rudeness." Ardoris warned. "Just keep calm and ask for Harry James Potter's vault. They'll take care of the rest." Harry nodded and walked up to an free desk.

"Yes?" They goblin asked.

"Hello sir. I would like to see my vault." Harry said as formally as he knew how.

"Name?"

"Harry." Harry thought for a second that he saw a bit of shock on the goblin's face.

"Surname?"

"Potter." The shock had returned.

"B-but you don't…he is…" He stumbled to find the right words. "Let me get the Goblin in charge of your account." He walked/rushed over to another goblin. He whispered something into his pointed ear and pointed back at Harry. The other goblin nodded and walked into one of the many halls branching off of the lobby. The first goblin hurried back towards Harry. "Follow me." he walked off into the hallway and Harry followed. Soon they stopped at an old looking door and the goblin turned toward him. "Enter." Harry thanked him. The goblin looked surprised but hurried off. Harry entered into the door.

At the other side of the old room was the goblin he saw before. He had glasses and long graying hair. Behind him stood a single podium with a large, thick, dusty book. He looked over Harry and said,

"You claim to be Harry Potter. Correct?"

"Yes sir." The goblin looked him over, trying to decide whether what he claimed was the truth.

"My name is Griphook and I am the Goblin in charge of Harry James Potter's vault.

"Hello Griphook."

"Many have said this claim before to try and claim the Potter fortune. We have proven every single one their claims to be false with a single test. Come forth boy." Harry did as told. Griphook looked at the dusty book. "This boy, is the Book of Gringotts. Every single being who has ever stepped foot into Gringotts has had their name recorded into this book. To prove that you are who you claim to be, you must place one drop of blood into the book. Many before you have had mental breakdowns from improperly placing claims through this book. Now then…say who you are before the blood drops onto the book." He handed Harry a silver needle. Harry took it gratefully and pricked his finger. He opened the book and saw that all of its pages were blank. He held the pricked finger over a blank page and said clearly,

"I AM HARRY JAMES POTTER." The blood fell, a single red dot splattered onto the page and broke into a million scarlet droplets. The droplets scattered everywhere across the book. They crisscrossed, leaving red trails in their place. They connected and scattered. The droplets soon fell into the parchment itself. Upon the parchment in red was a masterpiece of images. And inside those images were these blood red words.

Harry James Potter

Son of Lily and James Potter

James Roy Potter

Born-

Died-31, October,1981

Status-deceased

Species-Human

Blood Status- Pure Blood

Descendent of- Ignotus Peverell

Extra-N/A

Lily Sarah Potter (née Stone)

Born-30, January, 1960

Died-31, October, 1981

Status-deceased

Species-Human

Blood Status-Pure Blood

Descendent of Merlon, Morgana, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw

Extra-Born to Irisia(Deceased) and Wastnon(Deceased) Stone. Wastnon died during an attack by Conjorca, self proclaimed dark god. Irisia gravely wounded but able to hide Lily Stone with Evans Family. Bewitched Evans family to believe Lily to be their daughter.

Sole Heir

Of

Vault X

Harry looked up at the shocked and awed face of Griphook.

"Sir, what is Vault X?"

A/N: I am finally finished with this chapter! With the end of this one we will have broken the 15,000 words wall! It is my pleasure to leave a cliff hanger like this that will drive you guys crazy! What will happen next? Who was the Dark God named Conjorca? What is the mysterious Vault X? Well you guys will have to wait. It won't be as long this time. I promise it! I'm already working on the next chapter! Until then, do these challenges!

Challenges

1. Leave a comment.

2. What is Vault X?

3. I'm thinking about Harry getting a pet besides Hedwig. She will be in the story so owl fans, don't fear!

I was thinking about a certain creature from the 4th or 5th Harry Potter Book. I'll leave that hint to you

guys. Tell me what you think the pet will be. And don't forget a name suggestion once you guess!

Find out next time in The Lord and Lady Phoenix: The Stone Chapter Six

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