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Previously…
"Perfect." The man said in a familiar voice. "Perfect. It is all set. Nothing can interrupt my plans now." The man turned around.
It was Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
The headmaster of Hogwarts stepped up the stairs, and walked towards the staircase Harry and Ginny were in. though they had a Silencing spell cast over them, they still were still deathly quiet. But the Headmaster strolled straight by them. They stood absolutely still until they heard a door slam shut.
"Harry…? She said the same time as Harry.
"Ginny…? He said the same time as Ginny.
"Get a move on you two! Find out what that old codger was doing!" Merlin shouted.
They ran down the stairs and over to the mirror." It looked ancient and stood proud and mighty, looming over them. Etched into the mirror were the words,
Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi.
Harry did not understand what the words meant. They sounded like a foreign language. But nonetheless, he stared into the mirror. Inside the glass…he saw something. There, he stood, looking back. It was an older version of himself. But another person was standing next to him. A woman. She had long red hair and was beautiful. A small child stood in between them.
At first, Harry thought he was looking at a portrait of his own family. But then, Harry realized something. The woman did not have the green eyes everyone said he inherited from her. The woman had warm brown eyes. Only one person had those eyes. And then, Harry understood what the mirror did. It showed the viewer their deepest desire.
Harry's deepest desire was to have a family.
The Lord and Lady Phoenix: The Stone
Chapter Eighteen
Confrontations
Harry felt his face redden. His most deepest desire was to have a family with Ginny? He didn't even really know how to talk to girls! Sure he liked her, he liked her a lot, but marriage had never ever crossed his mind before. And children…he was eleven! Soul bonded or not, he was not ready to be a father!
He turned and looked at Ginny. She was gazing into the mirror and, luckily, had not seemed to have heard his thoughts. Her face was bright red, probably matching his own. He wondered what she could be seeing as her deepest desire.
"Hey, lovebirds!" Godric called out. The so called, Lovebirds, jumped. They looked at each other, saw each other's flushed faces, and looked the other way.
"Now this is not the time for this!" Ardoris smirked.
"Right now, you two need to figure out what Albus Dumbledore did with this mirror." Rowena said.
"And especially that stone. I hope it isn't what I thought it was." Helga replied worriedly.
"So stop blushing and figure this out!" Salazar scolded them.
"Besides," Soleil said slyly. "the sooner you two get this figured out, the sooner you can get back to your little love fest."
Harry and Ginny turned, if even possible, even more red in embarrassment. After a few minutes, their faces returned to their natural color.
"Well…I…I…guess we can…see what…is inside…?" Harry started uneasily.
"Oh! Um…yes…yeah." Ginny stuttered. They started inspecting the mirror silently, not looking at each other.
"Um…" Harry said after five minutes. "How do we figure this thing out?"
"Come on!" Rowena shouted. "Are you two my descendents or not? Think logically!"
"Dumbledore put something into this mirror, saying his plans were now set." Ginny remembered.
"Exactly. So we need to find that stone!" Salazar said "They key to it is this mirror."
"It shows you your deepest desire. So what do you do?" Helga pressed on.
Harry thought for a second. He couldn't look into the mirror and wish to know where it was. Because he already knew the answer to that. Then, the answer hit him. He needed to wish to find out HOW to get the stone.
Harry told this to Ginny and they took turns gazing into the mirror of Erised. Ginny went first and said that she saw herself do something to the glass portion of the mirror. Then, she was holding the stone. She told this to Harry. He nodded and faced the mirror.
Harry then tried. He saw his mirror self place a hand on their side of the mirror. Harry followed and the two halves' hands were touching, only separated by a mere portal to another world. There was a white glow and Harry felt something different about the mirror. His hand felt, some strange, foreign object.
Still pressed against the mirror, his hand wrapped around the stone as did his mirror half. Slowly, very slowly, both sides of the mirror pulled their closed hands away. When they were clenched no longer, two stones sat on their hands. One on one side of the mirror, and one on the other. The mirror Harry gazed at the stone just as the real Harry did. It was blood-red and sat insignificant on his palm. But both Harry and Ginny knew that, whatever this was, it was important. So important, that it was a major part of Albus's numerous plans.
"We should get out of here." Harry said, pocketing the stone.
"Agreed. But We'll be trampled by the dog.
"Dumbledore cant risk the dog seeing him." Harry said as they stepped over to the stairs. "There must be another way out without confronting the dog."
"Hold on a sec." Ginny said. She leveled her wand with the torches, and one by one, extinguished them. Harry knew why. They were motion sensitive. Harry and Ginny had just realized that their charms had worn off. Luckily them, their spells had just outlasted Dumbledore's stay here. They needed to concentrate on spells like that even when doing other tasks in the future. They were lucky this time. But they might not be again.
Dumbledore would come back at another time expecting his motion charms to be off. Once Ginny extinguished the last and removed their traces from the embers, they set off to find the secret passage.
They climbed each stair one at a time. Knowing Dumbledore, the passage could be anywhere.
Finally, Harry found a section of the wall just a mere shade darker than the rest. To the far right of the shadow, a silhouette of a sock took form of a shade just a bit more opaque than the rest of the surrounding wall.
"A sock? Really?" Ginny said, half amused, half shocked when Harry showed her.
"Its hidden from the way down. You'd have to go up and be really lucky like we were to find it."
"I guess it's worth a shot." Ginny said. She pushed against the brick th shadow was on. The wall sunk mutely, revealing a torchlit passage way.
'We better put on full secrecy spells. This could lead us right into Dumbledore's office.' Ginny thought to Harry. He nodded in response.
'Agreed.' He thought back. 'Hey, I think I see him!' He said after a soundless minute walk.
'Yup. There's only one man who could have a beard that long.' Ginny thought with a giggle.
'Let's see where we end up.' And so, our two heroes followed the clueless Professor Dumbledore, who finally, came to a sudden halt. It was so abrupt that had the eleven year olds not cast a non-touchable charm, they would have slammed into said Professor, revealing everything.
Dumbledore looked back and forth, almost paranoid, and then, pressed a brick. Another passageway opened…right into his office. Harry and Ginny looked at each other, and pressed onward. They both
would rather trying to get around the Cerberus. But the passageway sealed itself behind them. They'd just have to wait right next to the doorway out.
Luckily, as if an answer to their prayers, five minutes later, McGonagal came in to talk to Albus about next year's funding. Our lucky heroes slipped out the door and ran up and down the many stairs to the Ravenclaw Common Room. Harr slipped the stone inside his trunk and locked it tight.
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The following morning was, finally, the next flying lesson. The students would be on their brooms and in the air for the first time. Madame Hooch, a stern grey haired woman with the yellow eyes like a hawk, would be teaching them.
"And now, like I promised, we'll be in the air this class. Now, what are you waiting for?" She barked. :Everyone stand by a broom. Hurry up!"
The brooms were all old and battered. The front was bent almost ninety degrees to the left. Fred and George had warned them before hand about how unreliable they really were.
""Stick your right hand over the broom and say UP!"
"UP!" Everyone shouted. Harry's and Ginny's brooms shot straight into their hands at once. No one else's came up for at least another twenty seconds. Harry thought maybe the brooms could tell if you were afraid because a lot of terrified faces were amongst the class. Eventually, after ten minutes, everyone had their broom in their grasp.
"No, I want you to mount your brooms. Grip it tight…you do not want to slide off the end." She walked around and corrected people's grips. Harry and Ginny were only two of four who had managed to have a perfect grasp.
"Now, when I blow my whistle, I want you to kick off of the ground, hard. Keep your brooms steady. Hover for a moment, lean forward slightly, and come back down. On my whistle-three-two-one."
The whistle blew. Most had been unbalanced and one fell off, uninjured though. Harry, Ginny, and a few others were the only ones able to correctly do the assignment.
A few practices later, they all went down to the Quidditch field.
"Now this time, I want you to do one lap around the pitch, anyway you feel most comfortable. I want to see how well you can handle flying. Once the person in front of you has finished their lap, you take off. Understand?" Everyone nodded. "Good. Mr. Adams. Whenever your ready."
A small, brown haired boy nervously shot off. Two seconds in he crashed flat against the ground. Madame Hooch checked him, he was banged up, but otherwise unharmed.
Ms. Anti went next. She kept on going and wasn't able to make the turn. Madame Hooch sighed and took off. Five minutes later she returned, their clothes ruffled up quite a bit. Madame Hooch was muttering something about the Forbidden Forest.
The list continued on. Soon Ms. Dennis was the first to be able to make a full lap around the field. Mr. Mazio was an arrogant boy who claimed he'd flown hundreds of times before. He didn't last more than five seconds. He then started cursing about someone jinxing the already horrible broomsticks.
Harry's turn finally came. Once Mr. Park had stumbled back, he shot off like a rocket. The wind in his face felt amazing. He was born to fly. He expected that was one of the reasons his main animagus form was a bird. He went faster and faster. He was one with the broom. IT didn't matter how jerky it was. He was in control. He was the master. Even with the slightest movement of his finger, the broom responded perfectly in sync. He banked around the end of the field so hard that he was upside down when he came out. Of course, that wasn't a problem. He flew the entire length of the field with the entire world inverted.
He banked flawlessly around the final turn and landed up right. Madame Hooch had a shocked look on her face. She then continued on the list. Finally, the last student's name was called. Ginny Weasley. She flew even better than he did! She was the master of the pitch. The wind rippled her long red hair. She was a red and blue blur racing by. Watching her fly was even better than flying himself! She landed and the flying instructor had yet another confounded look upon her face. She then dismissed them but asked Harry and Ginny to stay behind. Her yellow eyes scanned the two of them. Finally, she said,
"I must congratulate you two. That was excellent flying. Better than many students years ahead of you in fact. May I ask that you two follow me?" They nodded and walked behind her into the castle.
She led them down may halls until they came to the charms classroom. She knocked on the door and said,
"Excuse me, but Professor Flitwick, may I speak with you for a moment?"
"Of course." The tiny wizard said. He walked out and looked at Harry and Ginny.
"Hello you two. I do hope you have remembered your lesson with me later on tonight?" They nodded. "Good. Now, what can I do for you?"
"May I ask that we go somewhere a bit more…private?" The flying professor asked.
"Of course." He faced the classroom and said, "Do chapters nine through twelve while I'm gone. Remember, complete sentences! I'll probably be gone the rest of the period. So just keep working until the bell."
They walked down a few halls and found an empty class. Flitwick cast a soundless charm on the door and they began.
"Professor, these two…they were born to fly. With them on your team, you'll win for sure!"
"Are you serious?" Flitwick asked.
"Yes. I've never seen anyone fly as well as these two. They are better than some of the fifth years on the teams!"
"Have you two ever played Quidditch before?" Flitwick asked. Ginny nodded but Harry said "No."
"Really? And that was your first time Potter?" Hooch asked, impressed. Harry nodded. "Ginny, can you explain the rules to him later?" The red head replied with a "Yes."
"The Quidditch tryouts are coming soon. I want to see both of you try out. You'll earn a spot for sure!" Hooch appraised them.
"But which positions?" Flitwick asked.
"I do not know yet. We will need to see what they can do. But they have talent Filius. Amazing talent. I expect to see you to on the first game of the season." Hooch said. She turned around and then left.
Flitwik stared at them in admiration. "You two are something else. We'll talk about this later. Now then, are you ready for your training?" They nodded and so began the first lesson of Filius Flitwick's school of dueling.
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Halloween was here. The ghosts were more lively, jack-o-lanterns filled the air of the great hall, and the corridors took on a more sinister appearance.
For Harry, Halloween was just another reminder of he he didn't have parents. They had died on this very night. On this night, his mother had placed the ritual on him. On this night, Voldemort had vanished. It was this night that he became famous and every witch and wizard in the world would know his name. It was on this night that he, Harry James Potter, was declared the boy who lived.
A Happy Halloween indeed.
Today, Flitwick had decided for them to try the Levitation charm. Ron was flailing his wand around, trying to do something other than poke an eye out. Hermione tried to help him but he just snapped at her.
Hermione was crying when they found her. But they had managed to calm her down and bring her down to enjoy the feast. The food all took in the Halloween theme as well. Bats soared across the ceiling.
Just as the meal was getting underway, Professor Quirrel burst in.
"TROLL! IN THE DUNGEONS! TROLL!" he gasped. "Thought you'd ought to know." He said before he fainted. The students all screamed. It was an uproar.
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore roared. Everyone was quiet. "Students will return to their dormitories. Teachers will come with me, to the dungeons."
"Professor, Slytherin's common room is in the dungeons!" Harry called out. Dumbledore had clearly not thought of that.
"All students will remain in the great hall, until the matter is resolved." He said. The teachers rolled out
and went down to the dungeons.
Hermione and Neville came over to them.
"How could a troll get in?" Hermione asked.
"Don't know. They're really stupid. Something isn't right about this. I think it was let in as a diversion." Harry said.
"Why do you think that?" Neville asked.
"Just everything seems to happen on Halloween. Voldemort tried to kill me on this night. A troll is let into the castle. That's not a coincidence." Harry replied.
"Let's get a better view of what's going on." Ginny said. They all discreetly left the hall without anyone noticing.
Ron, being the idiot fan boy that he is, followed them. Dean and Seamus not far behind.
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A/N: And bam! This chapter is over! So they found a secret passageway into Dumbly's office. That could be useful in the future…
Harry and Ginny are also going to try out for the Quidditch team! They will be focused on studying too! So don't worry!
And now there's a troll in the castle. What could they do to stop it. The teachers are down in the dungeons and the students, minus our heroes and idiots, are in the Great Hall. Quirrle's unconscious but for how long? And what will Snape be doing in the mean time?" Find out next time!
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1. What positions on the Quidditch Team should Harry and Ginny have?
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