Somewhere

lucky for you lot i'm off college today sick so you got this earlier than expected
so here's to all the people that were threatening me.... you know who you are
by the way if the concept of wild magic seems familiar it's because i took the idea from the Tamora Pierce books with daine and i've tweaked it a bit... love those books :D love Numair aswell... kinda reminds me of sev....

severus: are you replacing me?
isis: never!
severus: very well then

this and the next chapter were actually meant to be all one but i wanted to split them so there's more emphasis on the wall building bit

from now on this rule applies

stuff in italics is all mind speak, generally between harry and animals at this point
if it's not in italics it's normal speak

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Nothing. It had now been nearly two weeks and not a twitch. He couldn’t do this much longer. Jumping at every movement and noise, hoping it was Harry up and awake, but it never was. So once again he found himself sat beside the bed, holding a cold and slightly clammy had.

“Please wake up,” he whispered, “I need you. Merlin you’re the only good thing in my life. You’ve made me realise how much more there is out there. You opened something in me that I thought had died years ago. I want a chance to make you happy… I… I want you to love me like I think I love you,” he sighed as a single tear trickled down his cheek. Some spy he was. The mask had been completely obliterated by this one person who lay in front of him and he had no idea.

“Merlin, I’ll do anything if you just wake up,” he said closing his eyes and squeezing the hand he was holding.

“Don’t talk to loud,” came a hoarse whisper.

“Harry!” he nearly shouted, making the other man wince, looking up so fast that he was surprised that he didn’t get whiplash. Sure enough he found himself looking into familiar emerald eyes.

“How long have you been awake?” he asked in shock.

“Long enough to have a stinking headache. Why is it so loud? Who else is here? I thought only the headmaster could get in?” he asked.

“Harry, we’re the only ones here.”

“I can hear other people,” he insisted.

“There isn’t anyone else within ten miles of this place.”

“Then who can I hear arguing over stolen nuts?!” he practically shouted, only to stop and realise what he’d just said. Turning to look out of the open window he could see a pair of squirrels chattering angrily on a branch in the tree outside.

“Oh bugger,” he muttered, just before he fainted.

“What the…?” Severus said as he looked out at the squirrels in the tree, “No, it can’t be,” he muttered in disbelief.

“Fawkes,” he shouted.

Almost instantly the brightly coloured bird appeared near the bed, flying over to settle on the headboard.

“I’m glad that worked,” he mumbled, “I think you need to get the headmaster here.”

Fawkes let out a sharp trill in reply that woke Harry with a start.

”Awake at last I see,” came a voice.

“Who said that?!” asked Harry just as the headmaster popped into the room.

“What’s the problem?” he asked, a slight look of worry evident on his face.

“The boy wonder is awake,” said Severus with a nod of his head to Harry, who still lay in bed under the watchful eye of Fawkes.

“Don’t call me that,” Harry growled.

”Now, now, respect you’re elders,” came the voice again.

“Who the hell is that?!”

“I believe we may have a dilemma,” said Severus looking at the headmaster.

“Oh?”

“I think he has wild magic.”

“Impossible, it’s merely a myth,” Albus replied with a look of shock.

”Not impossible, simply improbable. Tell him that the green socks really are hideous,” said the voice.

“Apparently your green socks are hideous,” said Harry.

“How did you…?” asked Albus.

“I don’t know, the voice told. Do you know how crazy that makes me sound? Can you make them stop? I’m going to go mad, if I’m not already that is!” he shouted.

”Have you not realised who I am yet?”

“Obviously not or I would have told you were to stick it by now!” he growled, just before a wing brushed his forehead lightly and all the voices except one dulled to an annoying drone.

”That should keep them at bay for at least a while.”

“Did you just… are you?” he gasped.

”Yes and yes. Pleased to speak to you Mr Potter,” said Fawkes, trilling a soft note.

“Oh holy cow. Fawkes is talking to me. How is Fawkes talking to me?!”

“I think you have wild magic Harry,” said Severus softly.

“What’s wild magic and why do I have it?”

“Wild magic is a myth, or at least it was. It was rumoured that Merlin had it but there isn’t a single documented case of it being real. Supposedly those with wild magic can converse with animals and it apparently gives you some control over plants. Nobody really knows though. Like I said, its always been a myth,” Severus explained.

“Well it obviously isn’t,” muttered Harry.

“This could be the power that Voldermort doesn’t know of,” said Dumbledore.

“But why have I got it now? How come I didn’t know about it before?”

“Like I said before, when you come of age the majority of your magic is finally released. For some when that happens they also come into an inheritance. For a lot it’s passed down through the family, like those with creature blood, but for others, such as yourself, it just happens. A lot of Parseltongues only gain the ability when they come of age.”

“So I’m even more of a freak than I was before,” whispered Harry, looking down at his clenched fists in his lap.

“NO! Don’t let me ever hear you say that again. You’ve been blessed with a great talent,” Severus shouted, angry at Harry’s slip into his former self. Maybe the inner scars would take longer to heal than he thought.

“It doesn’t feel like it,” he mumbled, “Merlin I have voices flying round my head, sorry Fawkes it didn’t work, telling me everything about anything. I can feel them too. Did you know that there’s a cat out by the pond that’s just had kittens? It’s her first litter and she couldn’t be happier. Or that right at this minute there’s a sparrow in the field near here that’s dying? That I can hear him calling out for help? I can feel his very life draining away. This may be a blessing as you call it but it doesn’t much feel like one. It’s going to send me mad,” he cried, tears now flowing freely down his cheeks, ones of helplessness, anger and fear. By now Fawkes had flown down to perch nest to him, brushing his feathery head against Harry’s chin.

”I’m sorry that I could not help. Ask the dark man. Tell him you need a wall. Deep within you is your magical core. Your new magic is too much for you to control at the minute. He needs to build a wall around it that will help you learn to control it,” he said.

“It’s not your fault Fawkes, but thank you anyway,” Harry said stroking the bird’s bright plumage, “Fawkes said that you can help me build a wall around my core or something. That it’ll keep this all under control while I learn to use it,” he said looking at Severus.

“I think I can do that. Albus can you leave us alone while we do this?” he asked.

“Certainly my boy. I shall return to Hogwarts. If you should need me ask Fawkes and he will contact me. Good luck my boys,” he said, disappearing with a pop and leaving them in silence.


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To my reviwers... even the ones that threaten me!!

Vidalark -- yeah sorry about that. there anren't nearly as many cliffies now.... in fact i can't think of another one...

picofoxy -- i added you to the mailing list and i'm glad that you're enjoying it

mis -- lol yeah i got the huge urge to be mean on those last two chapters... it's my sadistic side

Werewolf Mistress -- don't worry although i'm evil and sadistic i'm not evil enough to put him out for years on end!

Kurai -- well you don't have to take it any longer... sev is now worry free.... actually that's a load of bull but he's worry free on that issue

Amanda Rose -- dang sorry i thought i'd got it up in time for you to read it and then spend the weekend in suspense and how could i? quite easily... mwahahahahahaha