Warning: There's some violence at the end of the chapter, you'll have a
pretty good idea when it's coming and it doesn't last that long. I just
think it needed to be there.
A big thanks to all my reviewers. Didn't get quite so many for the last
chapter, but hey, what can ya do? I do really appreciate all the reviews I
have gotten. ^-^
Disclaimer: same as before
'dreams'
Chapter 6
Everything was dark. Nothing could yet be said about the mysterious
surroundings he was in. Slowly, his eyes started to adjust to where he
was. He was in a field. Not a small, green, neatly trimmed field. He was
in a field with long, flowing tan grass. He couldn't even be sure it was
grass. It didn't prick his sides like usually grass did. This grass felt
like silk under his body. There was a slight breeze, causing the grass to
sway. The sun seemed to be shining, but it didn't feel hot. He looked
above his head and saw a giant weeping willow above himself.
'Where am I?' were Harry's first coherent thoughts.
"Nowhere," replied a silky voice.
"How can I be nowhere? I'm obviously somewhere," replied Harry to the
bodiless voice.
"You are not on earth. You are neither in your body nor in your mind. You
are not with the Mother Goddess or in the bitter after life in hell. For
all purposes, you are in fact, nowhere."
"And how am I speaking too?" asked Harry.
"Names only complicate what I am. And what I am is who I am," said the
voice.
"I guess that means you won't tell me who you are either?"
"You guess correct. All you need to know is what I tell you. This is your
first dream, there are four more to come. In each you will speak to
someone or something that was close to you that will represent the power
of an element in you. The people you see will be like the four elements.
Fire will be strong, fierce and rowdy. Water's path is easily swayed but
anything in its path, as was the life of that person. Earth was
intelligent, strong, harmonized with those around them. Wind, will be
someone who was playful, young, probably too young to have died. They will
pass down the wisdom of their elements to you. Listen to them."
"And you? What do you represent?" asked Harry, starting to drift away from
this perfect world.
"I represent the Mother Goddess in you," was the last thing Harry heard
before dark surrounded him again.
"Wake up, little one. Time for the water."
Harry couldn't bring himself to open his eyes. He could feel a small cup
raised to his lips. He then felt three single drops fall into his mouth.
"Good, now, back to sleep," said Shikiru, as Harry started to drift out
again.
He was back in the field again, only this time he opened his eyes
immediately. He couldn't hear anyone, or anything besides the breeze.
"Harry?" asked a gruff voice.
Harry looked over to his right to see a shocked, but happy Sirius Black
staring back at him.
"SIRIUS!" yelled Harry, jumping to his feet, only a moment later to be
enveloped in a hug by his godfather.
"Oh Harry, thank god you're all right. I wasn't sure what had happened to
you after... you know," said Sirius, hugging Harry closer.
"Sirius, I am so sorry! I killed you! How can you even look at me?!" cried
Harry, trying to pull away from his uncle.
"Stop that talk right now, Harry! That was not your fault. I know you were
only trying to do what you thought would save me. Honestly, Harry, I'll
never blame you for what happened. Especially since your going to bring me
back," said Sirius with a sly look on his face.
"What?" asked Harry.
"We can't talk about it now. I believe I have something to tell you. Let's
see... missed you, hug, bring me back, um... hmmm, nope. I believe that's
it. Wait! Yes! I am the water in you, Harry, my life has been turned
around so many times I couldn't even count. I've been manipulated,
wrongfully imprisoned and unjustly punished. I'm practically the very
definition of water.."
"Now, even though I have faith in you for rescuing me, I want you to know, if you can't, I will always be with you. I am your water." Sirius started
to fade away after he finished his sentence.
"Sirius! Wait! You didn't tell me how to free you!" cried Harry.
"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."
Harry felt the world around him falling into darkness as he was pulled
back into his own world.
"NO! LET ME SEE HIM AGAIN!" cried Harry as he was woken up from his second
dream.
"I wouldn't worry about that right now, its time for fire." Shikiru turned
to a bowl next to her. Inside where flames, and in the flames were three
small rocks. When Shikiru lifted them out of the fire, they remained on
fire.
"You think you're ready?" asked Shikiru as she brought the three rocks to
Harry's mouth.
"Yes," was Harry's only reply as his entire mouth became a flame, in a
fiery passion. The pain only lasted three seconds, but those seconds felt
like an eternity to Harry before he was sent into his third dream
Harry threw his eyes open, expecting to feel his throat on fire as it had
been just moments ago.
"It's okay, son, your throat is healed," said a male voice to his left.
"Dad?" said an unsure Harry.
"Ha, yea, I can't believe it either," said James, going over to his son,
bringing his son into his arms.
"I can't believe it! I thought I would never see you!" cried Harry, tears
streaming down his face as he pulled away to look at his father.
"I know, I never thought I would be able to hold my son again."
"Wait, Sirius said that I could bring him back, can I bring you and mom
back, too?" asked Harry hopefully.
"I'm sorry, kiddo, you see, your mother and I have made peace with our
death. We've seen what you have become, we know we could do no better,"
explained James.
"NO! I need you! You're my parents!"
"We're happy, Harry. I've gotten to see you again, that was my only
regret. I've made peace, son, you must do the same."
"How?" asked Harry, tears continuing to fall down his cheeks.
"People make peace in different ways. I saw you, that was all I needed.
You, you have to live your life, grow up and marry, have children."
"Children..." Harry started to say.
"Yes children. With whomever you please, male or female" said James with a
knowing expression on his face
"Now, you'll be waking up soon. You must remember, I am your fire. I was
strong for your mother and Tom, now you must be strong for the world. Your
fire comes from me, always remember that."
"I love you, dad!" cried Harry.
"I love you too, son."
"Who did you see?" asked Shikiru.
"My father."
"You sound relieved."
"I finally got to meet him, and I know he's proud of me. I always wanted
to know what my father would think of my decisions."
"I'm sure he's very proud of you. Now, open up, three pinches of earth."
Harry felt the gritty dirty fall into his throat before falling into
darkness
"Harry?" asked a soft, feminine voice.
"Mom?" asked Harry.
"Oh God! Harry!" cried Lily as she brought her son into a bone-crushing
hug.
"Harry! I've missed you so much!" cried Lily, as she and her son wept at
seeing each other for the first time in 15 years.
"I know mom, I missed you too," sobbed Harry.
"How have you been, dear? Do you know why you're here?"
"I've been good, mom. I'm becoming a morphia."
"My baby. One of the strongest creatures in the magic world. I couldn't be
prouder!" said Lily as she brought her son back into her arms
"Thanks Mom," said Harry, returning the hug.
"I'm assuming that you already found out that you can't bring us back?"
asked Lily.
"Yes, I have," sighed Harry.
"Don't give me that look. We died to protect you, we've done our duty as
parents, we've made peace."
"I know, dad explained it."
"Yes, well, I thought you should hear it from your mother first."
"I can also assume that you know what element I am of you?"
"Earth?"
"Correct. I held my family together, even in the hardest of times. I will
keep you stable, Harry, I will be your rock. Never forget, I am your
earth."
"I know I must seam like a horrible rock right now, but I promise you, I
am."
"I believe you mom," said Harry, hugging his mother again.
"I have to go dear, but I'm always here." Lily pointed at Harry's heart.
"I know, mother. I love you," said Harry as the darkness closed in again.
"I love you too, Harry!" cried Lily, as Harry's world become dark once
more
"Your mother?" asked Shikiru.
"Yes, but who will I see next? I mean, besides Cedric, I don't really know
anyone else who died."
"Oh, you have, and you're closer to them then you think. Now, three deep
breaths."
Harry took his last breaths as a human, before returning to the darkness
for the last time.
Harry expected to see some other relative sitting next to him when he
awoke. He could so no other living being in sight.
"Hello?" called Harry.
"Behind you," said an extremely familiar voice.
Harry turned around and thought he was looking into a mirror. There in
front of him, was a being that looked exactly like Harry did.
"Who are you?"
"I'm you. The part of you that was killed the moment you met Ron, Hermione
and Dumbledore. I'd be considered your "dark" side. The truth is, I've
been waiting for you to realize who you really are." said Dark Harry.
"Who I really am? And what am I really?" asked Harry.
"An individual that has been tortured his whole life. Been betrayed,
beaten, broken, used, and by the people you thought loved you most."
"Do you go away too? Or do I get you back?"
"Technically, I never left you, but in a sense, you will get me back. When
you wake up we will be one. You won't hear voices in your head or
anything, but all those thoughts you had that were forbid in, like
Dumbledore deceiving you, will all become a simple reality in your mind."
"Well, then, I believe it will be a pleasure working with you." Harry
extended his hand to bind them together forever.
"Indeed, it shall." The two Harry's hands met and instantly Harry was
swept into darkness, for the last time.
"Who did you meet this time?" asked Shikiru.
"Myself, the real me."
"Feel any different?"
"Not physically, but my mind feels more at peace. I know I can get Sirius
back, that my parents never stopped loving me, and that Dumbledore no
longer has any authority over me."
"Damn straight he doesn't! You know, I think it's time we leave here."
"What about the rest of them and Vernon?" asked Harry, glaring at the cold
body on the floor.
"Hmmm, well, I believe you can use your imagination?" asked Shikiru,
turning back into the white wolf that had earlier attacked and killed
Vernon.
"How do I become that?"
"Feel it, become it," were Shikiru's only words of advice.
Harry didn't know what she meant, but he had an idea where to start. He
got down on four legs and started to think about a grey wolf. He tried to
imagine himself tearing through the flesh of his relatives, tired to think
of himself running free in the wild.
When he opened his eyes, he found that he was now a grey wolf, with
piercing emerald eyes, white fangs that glistened in the moonlight. He
also felt the urge to kill those that had hurt and watched him be hurt his
whole life.
'They will die' thought Harry.
'That's the spirit!"
The two wolves slowly crept into Dudley's room first.
'How do you want to do this?'
'I want him to be as scared as I was when he was bullying me. Then I'm
going to cut out his throat. He should die just as his father did.'
Harry slowly crept over to Dudley's bed. He gently knocked against the bed
frame until he felt the boy on it stir.
"Wha… who's there?" asked Dudley.
Harry growled softly.
"I mean it! Who's there?!" cried Dudley, becoming more frightened and
awake.
With a loud growl Harry jumped onto Dudley and brought his fangs to
Dudley's neck. Harry watched Dudley's eyes get huge before he bit into the
flesh in his mouth. Dudley couldn't scream as he chocked on his own blood,
suffocating, until he died.
'Hmm, nice touch, you never want it to end too soon.'
'I only wish he knew it was me.'
'You can make sure your aunt knows.'
'That's true,' replied Harry as they slowly started to creep into His
aunts room. Harry could tell she was already awake by the sound of her
breathing. He slipped through the door, only letting it open enough for
him to enter.
"Vernon? Is that you? What was all the commotion I heard earlier?" asked
Petunia.
"Oh, nothing dear Aunt. That was just the sounds of your son dying at my
hand," said Harry, rising from the crouching position he had been in.
"What?! That is absurd?! What have you done to my Dudleykins?!"
"Were you not listening to me? He's dead, go see for yourself. Harry went
to the door and opened it wide enough for Petunia to go out. She ran out
of the room and into her son's, where she found his body, dripping what
used to be his most precious fluid.
"NO! MY BABY! YOU MONSTER!" screamed Petunia, couching next to her son's
bleeding body.
"You get to live my dear aunt. See how it felt for my mother as she lost
everything that was precious to her!" yelled Harry. He turned and walked
out of the room, locking the door on his way out.
"Where to now?" asked Harry to the again human Shikiru.
"Diagon Alley," replied Shikiru, "you need a whole new look."
"Ha I thought so, too. How should we get there?"
"We fly, silly."
"How so I bring my stuff?" asked Harry, returning to Dudley's second room
where he was certain his uncle hid his stuff. He found it, lying under a
dusty blanket. Everything that had been outside the trunk was destroyed.
That included his broom, wand and some of his clothes. Vernon had not been
able to destroy anything else, so he had just thrown Harry's trunk to the
side.
"He destroyed my wand..."
"No matter, we can get you a new one if you please. We'll also have your
vision correct permanently, it really shouldn't be that hard," said
Shikiru, turning into a falcon.
"Wait, what about my stuff?" asked Harry.
"Whoops! Almost forgot, here, I'll shrink it for you." Shikiru put her
hands on the trunk and shrunk it to a size that Harry could hold in his
talons.
"Will I be able to do wandless magic?"
"Of course! I'll teach you myself. After we go to Diagon Alley and to
Gringotts, we'll be heading to Potter Manor, where we'll be able to
train."
"I have a manor?" asked Harry, turning into a falcon, grasping his trunk.
'Stop with the questions until we get there. Okay?"
'Okay, okay, goddess, you don't need to be so touchy.' With that
statement, Shikiru and Harry flew off into the night, on their way to
Diagon Ally, and someone a little more important to Harry then the
goblins.
End Chapter 6
AN: OK! I just wrote 8 pages, that is more then I have ever written for
this fic. I know not too much has started, but NEXT chapter I PROMIS Harry
and Draco meet, there might also be some confrontation with some of
Harry's "friends." BUT only if I get more reviews. I'm setting my
expectations low at 5 reviews, thats all I ask, 5. I spent many hours
typing, and I'm sick, SO take pity on me and review.
Thanx!
Iri