Harry Potter and Gaining Momentum
Truths
Just
as Albus had said it was about two days before Harry was the size of a youthful
usual red and gold feathers, but before long they started changing. In the last
forty eight hours he went from being a Fire Phoenix, to being a Snow Phoenix,
to being a Treasure Phoenix, back to being a Snow Phoenix, to being a Shadow
Phoenix and then back to a Fire Phoenix. Albus had explained that he probably
kept reverting back to a Fire Phoenix because, subconsciously, he was more
comfortable in this form. Though if he tried, he probably manage any of them.
He also tested some of Harry’s magical properties while he was at it. The Fire
Phoenix, of course, had healing powers, as did both the Snow and Treasure
Phoenixes. The Shadow Phoenix however, had acidic tears that would eat through
metal. Albus told Harry that after he was himself for a day or two, they would
test his Apperation methods. Albus explained to him that due to these methods,
he may not have to advert to his Animagi forms to be tested. His whole body
would simply turn into fire, snow, dirt, or smoke and then he’d disappear. He
would also be able to go straight through Anti-Disapperation wards, which would
always be a plus.
As
for visitors, he’d had none. Albus said that for safety reasons, he wanted
Harry to remain there for his after burning days. On his next burning day,
Harry would burn in the Headmaster’s office than after he was able, he’d be
allowed to follow one of his friends around for a few days until he was able to
change back.
Dumbledore
threw floo powder into the grate and stuck his head in.
“Minerva?”
he called.
“Yes
Albus?” she called back looking up from the stack of papers on her desk.
“Could
you please come to my office, it should be time to sort our Mr. Potter,” he
said proudly.
“Oh,
yes, of course, just a moment,” she said. The next thing Harry knew, he saw a
rise of green flames and the Professor came out of the fireplace looking as
stern as ever.
“Right,
as you’ve seen before Harry, it takes two magicalple ple to force an Animagus
out of their form. It won’t hurt so just try to relax,” Albus said soothingly running
a finger along the back of his head. It did in fact sooth him.
“Ready
Minerva?” he asked she nodded, “On three, One---two---three,” he counted and as
he ended a flash of blue light erupted froth oth of their wands and hit Harry
directly in the chest. This time, unlike his third year, he was the thing
growing. It didn’t hurt, but it was a bit uncomfortable. When he was done, he
was panting slightly, most due to nerves, but then to his horror, he realized
that he was naked.
“Oh
dear me, I should have guessed. Minerva, would you be so kind as to go back to
the Gryffindor t and and retrieve some clothes for Mr. Potter? He seems to have
lost his in the burning process,” Albus said kindly as Harry stayed put on the
floor on his hands and knees showing his bum to the professors. Professor
McGonagall cleared her throat.
“Of
course,” she said hastily and Harry didn’t move until once more the room was
alit in green light signaling she was through the grate. Albus draped a sheet
around his so Harry could stand and Harry had the urge to whop the man upside
the head to wipe the grin off his face.
That
will defiantly be something to remember next time I suppose,” Albus said
retreating behind his desk. “How do you feel? Warm?” Albus asked then rephrased
the question at Harry scowl. “No, no, I mean, are you cold as you were before
you transformed?” Harry had the good grace to flush at the misunderstanding.
“No,
I feel normal once more, a bit vulnerable, but fine,” he mumbled under his
breath, but Albus caught it and grinned again.
“You
must write a autobiography one day Harry. Write about
everything that’s happened to you such as your experiences here at Hogwarts and
how it influencour our rise to power. If would be quite a feat. I daresay
anyone would publish it,” Albus said looking over his glasses.
“They
know enough already, distorted truth or not. I’d like to keep the whole truth
to myself just now, it may be the only thing I actually have,” he replied
sitting down in the chair uncomfortably. They sat in a comfortable silence for
a few minutes before Minerva returned in a rush of green flames. Her cheeks
tinged a little pink when she looked at Harry, but she kept herself composed.
“You’re
going to have a lot of explaining to do when you get back to your Common Room.
Mr. Weasley was confused as to why you had to have a full set of clothes. He
also said that he thinks the shoes you were wearing were the only pair you had,
is this correct?” she asked sympathetically.
“Yes,
but I have money in my trunk. If someone could floo Remus, I’ll ask him to get
me a new pair and bring them here for me,” he saookiooking at Dumbledore for
conformation.
“Not
to worry Harry, I’ll have someone get your shoes and a new set Hogwarts robes.
You say that Remus knows your sizes?” he asked, Harry nodded. “Good, I’ll have
him as an escort then. Is there anything else you need from Diagon Alley? They
might as well get it while they are there.”
“Hermione
could use another Quick Quill; she seems to be coming to the end of hers. She uses
it for the DA. Besides that, I don’t think there is anything,” Harry conceded
trying to keep the sheet over his shoulders.
“Minerva,
please floo Molly Weasley and tell her of Harry’s situation. Tell her that I’ll
send Remus, because he knows Harry’s measurements and she’ll need the security,
around as soon as possible so that Harry can get his stuff today,” Albus said
looking over his glasses at her. She nodded stiffly and began to move to the
fire place when Harry stopped her.
“Tell
Ron to get into my trunk, at the bottom, and get my money bag. There should be
about a hundred Galleon in it. Tell him to measure out
twenty for his mom,” Harry said.
“I
don’t think Molly would take your money if you threatened to hex her Harry. You
made her rich beyond her dreams, and then you lost all of your wealth. I think
she’ll take is as an insult if you send money with my instructions,” she said
sternly. Harry wanted to protest, but know that she rig right.
“Yes,
ma’am, Please tell her thank you for me won’t you?” he asked.
“Of
course,” she said and was off in another rush of green flames.
“You
may go through that door to change Harry. We’ll work a little when you get
back, then you’ll be allowed to go back to your Common Room. Classes aren’t
over yet so you still have plenty of time before dinner,” Albus instructed.
Harry
went ugh ugh the door that he swore had never been there before and found
of a dorm room. It had a large bed, dresser, wardrobe, and a few paintings. To
the side of the room was a smaller room, no doubt, a bath room. He went in a
breathed in awe aslooklooked like a scaled down version of the prefect’s
bathroom. He took his time and changed, not really being up to playing genuine
pig today. When he was finally done, of course, shoeless though, he made his
way back out to the Professor’s office.
After
he made himself comfortable in the chair once again, Dumbledore spoke up.
“Harry,
over the next couple of weeks, you may find yourself accidentally doing things.
What I mean is, you have to learn how to Apperate four different ways, this
doesn’t even count the way a wizard does it. You’ll disappear in a flurry of
snowflakes, a puff of smoke, a whirl wind of dust, or a burst of flames. When
this happens, make sure to stay where you are when you stop traveling and
collect your thoughts. This Portkey,” he said handing Harry a small pin of a
nix,nix, “will activate when you press it with intent to come home. It will
bring you straight into the Entrance Hall from anywhere outside the castle.”
“There
are also rumors that the Treasure and Shadow Phoenixes have powers that aren’t
related to healing and transportation. A Shadow Phoenix can disappear, or make
its self invisible at will. You may find people doing what you say a lot, but
remember not to take this for granted. It works a lot like the Veela charm. It
is also rumored that the Treasure Phoenix has a very valuable and rare gift. No
one in the hospital wing asked why it was called the Treasure Phoenix, but the
truth is, its tears turn things to gold, this would include people. Nicholas
Sorcerers stone, so please heed my advice and do not use this unless you
absolutely need to.”
To
say that Harry was stunned would have been THE understatement of the year. He
could be rich beyond his dreams. He could disappear in place; he could make
people do things at his will, what Voldemort wouldn’t give to have his powers.
“Professor,
do you think it would be okay, that is, when I learn to transfigure into the
other forms efficiently, if I gave a feather from the Snow and Treasure
Phoenixes? Would it hurt their properties any? I know
the more feathers that come from the same phoenix, the less powerful in magical
objects such as wands become, but does that constitute me, or the phoenixes in
my situation?” he asked.
“That,
Harry, I have no idea. You could in theory donate feathers from every species
because they have a different genetic and magical make up, but at the same
time, those magical make ups are fed from your magic. We’d have to research it
and perhaps consult Mr. Ollivander about it,” Albus
said thoughtfully.
“Have
you figured out why I was so cold before I burned?” Harry asked.
“I,
again, have nothing but theory. But it is my belief that your Snow Phoenix and
your Fire Phoenix were trying to fight for dominance. The other two are too
rare to be dominant, but those two could be used as easily as possible in a
burning situation. As you grow stronger, you will be able to substitute burning
and freezing for the what the other two do, but until
then, you’ll only burn or freeze. I suggest that until you can control
be freezing for the days before rebirth, you’ll transfigure into the Snow
Phoenix to freeze, and if you happen to be burning up the days before a
rebirth, you’ll transfigure into a Fire Phoenix to burn,” he said. Harry nodded
in understanding.
“How
long are the intervals between rebirths?” he asked.
“A
it has expelled so much magic. So after you have met your magical quota, you’ll
be reborn. As you get stronger, your quote for magic will be bigger and take
longer to arrive. I’m guessing that after you fully mature, you’ll probably
only burn once a year at most depending on how powerful the magic you’re
expending is. You’ll also find that the more you’re reborn, the faster you
become yourself again. It now takes Fawkes one day to become youthful again.
When I first received him, it took three weeks,” Albus explained. Harry liked
hearing this. He didn’t like being in such a small weak state for so long.
“Professor,
what if Voldemort found out about this? He could make me duel and go through a
rebirth right before him and then kill me when there’s nothing I can do,” Harry
said worriedly. Albus smiled and twinkled at this.
“Harry
only two things are ever certain about Phoenixes. One, they are always
dangerously loyal, and two, they are immune to all magic as babies. If anyone
tried to kill you just after a rebirth, the spell would automatically backfire
and kill the person responsible. That is for certain,” Albus said. This greatly
relieved Harry.
***
Harry
left Albus’ office not long after that conversation. He felt a bit light
hearted and for once in his life, felt as if he had the upper hand on
Voldemort. Not only had they found various ‘Powers the Dark Lord knows not’ but
they would be exploring and honing in on those powers.
After
reaching the Common room he spent fifteen minutes trying to explain to Ron why
he needed robes for and why he no longer had shoes. Though his story was a lie,
he could tell Hermione knew otherwise. He had a feeling that she was keeping
her wealth of knowledge suppressed for his sake of embarrassment. She only
smiled humored.
***
It
was the first week in October when something finally happened on accident and
of all classes it had to happen in Snape’s.
He
was standing over his caldron and stirring his potion counter clockwise as the
instructions called for. He had been doing the same motion for what felt like
forever. The specific potion they were working on today was meant to challenge
the patience of a student. There was so much stirring this way and that way
that Harry thought his arms were going to fall off. He remembered think he was
going to go nuts if he stayed there any longer and before he knew what was
happening, there was a flurry of snowflakes and he was standing in the
Gryffindor Common Room.
For
the first time since his rebirth at the end of September, he had expressed one
of the characteristics of the phoenix. Not just any phoenix though, the Snow
Phoenix. It wasn’t even his original form. Glee spread through him at this
accomplishment. No doubt Snape was probably furious, but at the moment, Harry
didn’t care. He practically ran up to Albus’ office and burst down the door.
“I
did it!” he shouted upon entering only to be stopped by the face of Narcissa
Malfoy.
“Oh
Harry, it’s so good to see you!” she exclaimed upon realizing who he was. He
looked back and forth between Albus and Mrs. Malfoy before his eyes settled on
Albus.
“Did
what Harry?” he asked kindly.
“I
Apperated from Snape’s classroom by accident just now, could I have a pass to
go back?” he asked hesitantly.
have you been getting training from?” she asked very quickly looking at
Dumbledore accusingly.
“If
you were listening correctly you would have heard that I said accidentally,”
Harry said harshly.
“Well,
that’s impossible, it can’t be done accidentally and it can’t be done on
Hogwarts grounds,” she said smiling as she sat back down in her chair. Now
Harry was wishing she wasn’t here.
“Headmaster!”
came a voice from the grate, “Potter just vanished out
of my class like he used a Portkey! He left ice everywhere!” Snape was shouting
before Albus finally got him to shut up.
“I
know Severus, he’s here, and I’m taking care of it now. It was an accident,”
Albus said.
it’s impossible!” Snape was now yelling.
“Severus,
that is quite enough,” Albus said sternly, “It was an accident and he came
straight here after it happened and told me about it.”
“As
I said before: it’s nice to have someone with such high authority in your back
pocket isn’t it Potter,” he sneered before disappearing from the flames.
“I
have a right mind to go down there right now and give that man a piece of my
mind. How dare he talk to Harry like that,” Narcissa said in a fake motherly
tone.
“Save
it,” Harry said rolling his eyes. “You’re not fooling anyone Narcissa.”
“What
do you mean?” she asked innocently. Harry now advanced on her.
“Can
you look me in the eye and tell me you don’t know where your husband and the
Dark Lord are?” he asked standing in front of her.
“Yes,”
she said meeting his eyes. “I have no idea wher---,”
but she didn’t get time to finish before Harry plunged in and started raping
her mind. He wanted to know if this was an act. He wanted to know what the
plans were, and most of all, he wanted to know where he could find the escaped
Death Eaters.
He
found it all.
He
retreated from her mind to fiercely that she just about passed out.
“
nausea was too much for her to deal with at the same time as speech.
“You’ve
been caught now. The ministry will be here in less than an hour to collect you
and I’ll be just delighted to tell them where your precious husband and his
hooligans are hiding. Professor Dumbledore, they’ve been staying at the Riddle
mansion in Little Hangleton. All the people in the
town can tell you where the house is, they know it well,” Harry said.
Dumbledore immediately rose from his chair and strode to the fire place before
taking a pinch of floo powder and tossing it into the flames.
“Ministry
of Magic, Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office, Arthur Weasley,” Dumbledore
stated.
asked horrified. Harry had the distinct impression that the Order members had
associated Dumbledore’s face in a fireplace as bad news. It was sad really, he
was usually such a jolly fellow and that should not be the reaction to seeing
Dumbledore making a call to you.
“No
Arthur, but I need you to bring Tonks and Kingsley down here to apprehend Mrs.
Malfoy. I suggest you tell Madam Bones to come also, she’ll want to see this,”
he said.
“Oh,
right away Albus, right away,” he said and with that was gone.
“Well
Mrs. Malfoy, looks like your game is up, but you insisted on coming here today
to snoop. If only you had better timing your chances of getting Harry would
have been much better,” Albus said in a mock grave voice.
< “You
can prove nothing!” she ranted, “Using the Legilimency spell is frowned upon by the ministry and you know it!” she
yelled.
“Oh, but that was no
Legilimency spell, that was Legilimency by a master. He can do it just by
looking at someone, there’s no need for a spell or even incantation,” Albus
explained to her.
“Maybe, but its still
frowned upon, they won’t do anything but expel Harry. Is that really what you
want?” she asked cruelly.
“My dear Narcissa, they
can’t expel him for using a gift, even one such as that. Besides, you can’t be
questioned under a truth potion so of course they’re going to wonder about what
you’ve been up to,” he replied politely.
“You won’t get away
with this, I have funds at my disposal that you could only dream of,” she said
harshly.
“Oh,
not for long. After you’ve been prosecuted, young Draco will again have
his heir status and Harry will have his fortune back, you and the Voldemort
will be left with nothing,” Albus said politely again. Not even seconds after
this statement left Dumbledore’s mouth did the green flames from the grate
alight once again.
“Finally!”
Narcissa shouted when Madam Bones, the acting Minister, stepped though.
“Finally someone with half a brain is here,” she said.
“What seems to be the
problem Albus?” Amelia asked.
“The problem is that
he,” she pointed at Harry, “Performed the Legilimency spell on me to try to
read my mind. Now he’s claiming that I know where Lucius and You-Know-Who are!
Preposterous!” she wailed, here golden white hair becoming frazzled.
“Harry, did you perform
that spell?” Amelia asked frowning.
“No, but I did use
Legilimency. I can do it just by looking someone in the eye. I’ve mastered it.
I’ve mastered Occlumency also if it’s important,” he said.
“Why did you need to
learn these skills?” she inquired.
“As I told Fudge at the
end of Harry’s fourth year, Harry’s scar connects him to Voldemort. If
Voldemort is having a moment of heightened emotion, Harry is dragged though the
link to see what’s happening. Voldemort learned of this connection and can now
manipulate it and send him dreams of a sort. Dreams of him
murdering Harry’s friends and family. I saw fit to teach him Occlumency
to keep the dreams and Voldemort out of his head and keep him from possessing
Harry through this link as he did at the end of lyearyear. He picked up
Legilimency on his own during the summer. He is a natural and has never needed
a wand or incantation for it,” Albus explained calmly.
“He possessed you?” she
asked in awe.
“Yes, why do you think
it was so important that I train this summer for? I could always avoid him, but
one day he may learn how to get around my walls and when he does, I’m going to
be prepared,” Harry said in the same deadly calm voice.
“So are we just to
except his word on this or is there proof that she is hiding these matters?”
Amelia asked Dumbledore.
“Hah! Proof, you have
no proof! Little flaw in you plan to frame me is there?” Narcissa sneered.
n stn style='mso-tab-count:1'> “Oh, there is a way to
prove it. I was actually saving his as Harry’s Christmas gift, but seeing as
how it’s more needed right now, and the Minister is here to ask permission,
I’ll give to you now Harry,” Albus said turning and walking through the door to
the room where Harry changed last week.
He came back out with a
large box about a foot and a half high and the same in width.
“It’s usually not
allowed for someone your age to have one of these. I was going to as permission
from Amelia before I gave it to you because you must be an adult to use it,” he
said setting the box down on his desk and opening it. He pulled out a large
stone bowl that had runes on it and was empty.
“You were going to give
a pensive?” Amelia asked.
“I’m sure you would
agree that he as been through enough throughout his years to have permission to
use one of these. I was hoping certain information concerning the war could be
put in here so that if, in fact, Voldemort does get into his mind, these
memories will be harder to reach,” he explained. Amelia’s eyes widened at this
statement before she nodded her consent.
“Now Harry, all you
must do is point your wand at your temple and think of the memory you want to
extract. Then pull your wand away and place the memory in the bowl. In this
case, you’ll have to think of what you saw in her memory. I’m to understand that,
as most Legilimens can only see what’s happening, but
you can actually hear what’s going on?” he questioned Harry. He nodded at this.
“Then just do as I said and we’ll have everyone look at it.”
Harry did as he was
told and put his finder to his temple. He thought of the images of Narcissa’s
memory and brought his finger away from his head. There was a trail of silver
as he did so. As he went to put it in the bowl, the string of silver took form
and hovered like a mercury orb above his finger until he deposited it into the
bowl.
“Well, not quite
normal, but who expects you of that Harry,” said Mr. Weasley beaming. Tonks
grinned at Remus.
“Right,” Dumbledore
said taking out his own wand and probing the memory for a second as he leaned
over it. He than stirred it and took his wand out as the mercury substance came
out of the bowl and formed a mirror like projection of Narcissa.
“Are you sure Lucius?
What if they just throw me in some kind of draftee ministry cell instead of
listening to me?” the projection of Narcissa asked her husband.
“My dear, they can’t do
that. They have no way to find out the true with the potion Master gave you.
Your word is the only truth now, they have to believe you,” he said convincingly.
“Just make sure you are the first to file for custody.”
“What if I get it? Will
the brat have to come live with us?” she asked.
“Of course, but it
won’t be for long. Just until Dumbledore and his lot relax security a bit, then
he’ll be brought here for Master,” Lucius said. “Ask permission right away for
him to come to the manor for Christmas, this will make you look better and more
welcoming.”
“Do you know what the
Dark Lord has planned for Potter’s money?” she ask if somewhat hesitantly.
“Well, he doesn’t
exactly know how much is left, but make sure you set up a healthy trust for
Draco with it before you turn over to him. Draco will come to us soon enough.
He just has to see the errors of his ways. As for what’s left of the money,
Master wants to get us out of this daft old house and wants more security, so I
imagine that’s what he’ll spend it on. You know him, he likes lavish,” Lucius
said smiling.
“Of
course. How am I to get word to you?” she asked for the last time.
“He has the floo set
up. It is only one way, so you’ll only be able to speak to us, we won’t be able
to respond, but just tell us once a week how things are going and we’ll take it
from there,” he instructed.
“You take care of
yourself, hear me?” Narcissa asked kissing her husband gently.
“Always
my love. Master wouldn’t let anything happen to me, he needs our money
right now,” Lucius said laughing manically.
“Good-bye, I’ll floo as
soon as I can. I love you,” she said before she walked away and out of the
front doors of the
Everyone was staring at
Narcissa with disgust before she burst out in a pleading voice.
“He modified the
memory! I now he did, I don’t remember any of that happening!” she cried but no
one in the room seemed to care. Madam Amelia Bones nodded to Tonks and
took her wand.
“Hey
getting what you deserve for betraying Sirius.”
“Black was nothing but
a mutt,” Narcissa said savagely.
“How dare you!” Harry
roared and he saw red. Not only did he see red, but so did everyone else in the
office as they stared in horror at the Boy-Who-Lived with red eyes. “You could
never be half the human he was!” Harry yelled advancing on her. No one but
Dumbledore dared moved to end his rage. “You’re not even half the dog he was,”
he said reverting to a deadly tone. Dumbledore made a motion that Harry
couldn’t see, but everyone else in the room could. He had motioned for Fawkes
fly to Harry. The
Harry’s shoulder efficiently making the rage subside. The beautiful bird let
out a pleased trill as Harry’s eyes reverted back to ever intoxicating green.
“Oh, and as for Draco, you’ll never have him on your side. He’d never betray
me,” Harry said.
“The Heir of Slytherin
will come for you boy!” she spat, “He will come and you will all be sorry you
ever messed with SalaSlytSlytherin’s descendant!”
“Heir?
Voldemort’s not the Heir of Slytherin,” Harry said in mock confusion.
“Huh?” almost everyone
in the room said looking confused.
“Oh no, he made me Heir
when he tried to kill me, then he re-established it when he used my blood to
return to his body,” Harry said stripping his robes and undershirt off and
turning around. Everyone in the room minus Dumbledore gasped. Harry turned back
around to face Narcissa. “I can do things that squib never thought possible.
I’m sure you’ll hear of it soon Mrs. Malfoy. He’ll wish he’d never come back,”
Harry spat putting his undershirt back on and followed with his robes.
“Gryffindor?”
Tonks said cocking her head to the side.
“Yes, my father’s side
of the family. But this better not make it to the media, is that clear?” he
said looking around at everyone. “Voldemort still thinks he’s the sole Heir and
I want to be the one to tell him he’s no longer an Heir,” Harry said grinning.
“Balls boy, some
balls,” was all Kingsley said. Tonks grinned at this.
“Care to
“TONKS!”
Amelia said blushing on Tonks’ behalf. Dumbledore just laughed. He always did
seem to like chaotic situations. Harry joined him. He was far too used to
Tonks’ mind being in the gutter most of the time.
“Well---
herself.
“Watch’er
Harry,” Tonks said leading Narcissa to the door, “Watch them too,” she said
letting her eyes flicker downward to his mid-section.
“NYMPHADORA TONKS!”
Amelia screeched in a Mrs. Weasley style voice. “He’s SIXTEEN years old!” she
screeched again. Everyone laughed this time except Tonks and Amelia. Tonks led
the way out of the room with everyone following her. She was muttering
something about jokes and cruelty.
“Mr. Potter,” Amelia
began when everyone but she, Dumbledore, and Harry remained in the office,
“Your accounts will be returned to you by the end of the day. We are terribly
sorry for the inconvenience and I hope to see more of you soon,” she said
before giving Dumbledore a meaningful look and leaving the office.
“Well Harry, this has
certainly been a productive day. Do you remember what you were doing or
thinking when you Apperated out of Professor Snape’s classroom?” he asked
sitting back behind his desk.
“Yeah, I was thinking I
wanted to be anywhere but there and the next thing I knew, I was in the
Gryffindor common room,” he said trying not to grin.
“Do you want to try to
do it again?”
“Where
to?”
“The Great Hall, it’s
almost lunch, but no one should be there yet,” Albus said standing. Harry
nodded and closed his eyes. He concentrated on his spot at the table and then
willed himself to be there. He opened his eyes and to his surprise, he was
there, well almost. He actually ended up standing on top of the table. His grin
only broadened though.
“Very well done Harry,”
Dumbledore said upon arrival.
“Well I still didn’t do
it right,” he said, but none-the-less he was happy about it.
“What do you mean by
that?” Albus inquired.
“I don’t know which
form I used to Apperate with. I just wanted to Apperate and did,” he explained.
“You used the Snow
Phoenix again. Don’t worry, as you get used to it, you’ll be able to choose
which way you want to leave.”
“Do you think that
eventually I’ll be able to walk around invisible at will, you know, like the
Shadow Phoenix does?” he asked hopeful.
“Harry, as much as I’m
sure you’re excited about all of the forms, I’d be the most worried about that
one. I’m going to advise you not to use the gift of that species very often.
I’m not sure if you know this, but Dark magic can be addicting. If you use the
magic that comes from a Dark Creature, you just as well might say you’ve used
the Dark Arts. Just promise you’ll not dabble too much in the gifts of the
Shadow Phoenix,” Albus said with what looked like a heavy heart.
“Okay Professor, I promise,”
Harry said confused. He didn’t see whey it should matter what species he used.
He wasn’t dark, Albus knew that. He personally thought he’d be able to fight
any desires he had to become dark by using the gifts, but if its
what Albus wanted, then Harry would agree.
“Thank you, that all I
ask,” he said.
By this time the rest
of the school was showing up and he was soon mobbed by a pack of Gryffindors
that wanted to know how he disappeared like that under Snape’s nose. He told
them the same thing he told Narcissa.
“It was an accident, I
swear,” he repeated for the third time before Hermione and Ron finally got the
crowd to disperse.
“That was great Harry,
before you know it, you’ll be able to walk silently and even fly silently. Oh,
do you realized how many hidden talents you have now.
I mean, no one even knows what the Treasure and Shadow Phoenixes do. I mean,
yes, there are theories, but there could be more,” Hermione said gushing.
“What can the Treasure Phoenixes
do?” Ron asked lumping potatoes into his plate.
“Ron, I told you to
read that book so you’d know what Harry might accidentally do. Did you even
read it?” Hermione said in a scolding tone.
“’Mione,
it was boring and huge. It would have taken me all year to read that,” he exasperated.
“Its okay Ron, I don’t
even know much about it. But the reason a Treasure Phoenix is called that is
because, their tears can turn things to gold, or so Dumbledore believes.”
“WHAT!” he yelled
efficiently getting the attention to everyone at the Gryffindor
“Ron, shut up!”
Hermione snapped. “This is something that can’t get out. The ministry would
probably deem it illegal,” she said logically.
“But---but---you could
be rich Harry. You wouldn’t even have to worry about getting your vaults back
from Malfoy’s mum, you could just cry for about an hour on anything and the
goblins could melt it down for you into Galleons,” Ron said excited.
“Oh, I already have my
vaults back. Draco’s mum came a little while ago and to make a long story
short: I used Legilimency on her and found the memories I needed. Then
Dumbledore gave me a pensive he was saving for Christmas and I showed Minister
Bones the images. Narcissa was taken away and I was given my vaults back,” he
explained in a nut shell.
“Oh, this is great, so
you’re not going to be caught up in another on of Voldemort’s plans,” Hermione
said excitedly.
“He’ll only make
another, but I’m happy for the break right now. Do you guys want to join Draco
and I tonight when he practices throwing off the
Imperius Curse? It will go in good with your Occlumency lessons
“Do think that’s wise
Harry? It is an unforgivable,” Hermione said.
“I’m doing it to teach
you to fight it. The stronger your minds are, the faster your Occlumency walls
will go up. If you get really good at maintaining your walls, you could have
the concentration to do wandless magic. That’s why I’m helping Draco build a
stronger mind. I think after he’s able to fight the curse all the way, he’ll be
able to master some spells without a wand. Right now all he can do is a simple
summoning charm,” Harry said.
“How long does it take
him to throw off the Imperius?” Ron asked.
“Abhalfhalf an hour,
but I want him to be able to throw it off as soon as it hits or not have to
throw it off at all. Peter tried to use it on me last week and I went
said so not to sound like he was gloating.
“I don’t think any of
you will have a problem, Ginny, Neville, and Luna included. You, Ron, and Ginny
are all too stubborn to be under the influence, Neville is too determined, and
Luna, well, she just lets things roll off her really. She doesn’t let anything
bother her. It’s Refreshing,” Harry told Hermione with an afterthought.