Harry Potter and The Frozen Heart

Title: Harry Potter and the Frozen Heart
Chapter Title: The Will of Sirius Black
Author: Ash Knight
Pairings: Harry/OC
Warnings: Slash, Spoilers from book 5, bad language, and more . . .
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these stories.
Synopsis: During his summer before his 6th year, Harry decides he no longer cares about the wizarding worlds needs and decides to face Voldemort on his own terms. He meets someone who then begins to unlock his inner feelings in way he never knew possible, but what happens when this person shows up at Hogwarts? Not to mention the new threat Volrt hrt has in store . . .



Time passed and no one came. Harry looked around, not knowing what time it was. He didn’t want to go back into the house in case they had to ring the bell. He knew Uncle Vernon would explode if they showed up at his door, which is what he didn’t need to deal with at the moment. He was still tired from his lack of sleep, and the bags under his ealrealready looked as if they were permanently attached under his eyes. The humidity in the air was making the heat unbearable and Harry was beginning to get drowsy. Just as he was about to nod off a noise caught his attention.

Harry sprang to his feet and drew his wand. For a moment Harry scanned the area around him but saw nothing. He moved over to the side of house, with his wand still poised for attack, to see if anyone had tried going around the house, trying surprise him from behind. He jumped around the corner ready to attack but saw nothing there. Just before he was about to put his wand away he felt a hand grab his shoulder. Not waiting for another thing to happen Harry quickly turned around and punched the person in the stomach with all the force he could muster, only to see Professor Lupin in the end, knocked to the ground with the wind knocked out of him.

“I’m glad to see your learning Potter. Constant Vigilance!!!” Moody said as he came out from underneath an invisibility cloak.

“Wotcher Harry” Tonks said as she came out from another cloak with big smile on her face.

She went over to Remus to help him up and Moody just started at Harry with both eyes. Harry still hadn’t put his wand away and was backing up slowly while keeping them all with his aim.

“Harry, are you ok?” Remus coughed out as he tried to stand.

“What did I hear in my third year whenever dementors were close to me?”

“You heard Lily and James the night they died” Remus answered quickly, obviously confused at Harry’s actions.

Harry lowered his wand, but only a little, still eyeing them suspiciously.

“Harry, are you ok?” Remus asked worried.

“I’m fine; now let’s get this over with. I’m not spending the night and as soon as it’s all over I’m coming back here!”

“Harry, are you sure you’re ok?” Tonks asked.

“I’m fine! Now lets go” Harry insisted.

They nodded and began to walk towards Mrs. Figgs house. Harry stopped by Mrs. Figgs the other day for tea and saw Mundungus there. He let it slip that he was the one watching Harry in the mornings and then in the afternoon someone else would take over. He didn’t say who it was, not wanting Harry to know obviously.

“We’re going to floo over to head quarters. A new member works in that department and is making sure that any activity from this grate is not being monitored. Fudge is still giving us a lot of trouble” Moody grumbled.

“Why?”

“Because Harry, after he admitted Voldemort was back, a lot people have been demanding his removal from office. And now that everything is out, he’s more worried that Dumbledore will try to replace him and take his precious position” Remus answered.

In a flash of green flames they found themselves at headquarters, only it was not the way Harry expected it to be. Remus and Moody left to tell Dumbledore Harry was there, leaving Harry alone in the kitchen. Harry decided to go upstairs and was amazed by what he saw. The place was brighter, and a lot of the furniture was gone. The walls in the house were painted in red, black, green, golden yellow, and white. At least that’s what he saw before he has was almost knocked down and enveloped in a large brown bush.

“Hermione, you’re chocking me here” Harry breathed out.

“Sorry Harry” she said as she let him go, “it’s just good to see you.”

“Yeah mate,” Ron declared.

“What did you guys do to this place?” Harry asked looking around.

“We finally finished decontaminating this place. Now we just finished painting the first floor and second floor” Ron answered.

“Where is Kreacher?”

Ron and Hermione gave each other nervous looks at Harry question.

“WELL!!!” Harry yelled, already losing hitientience.

“He’s dead” Ron answered.

“What? How?”

“Well, after they all left for the department of mysteries, Dumbledore locked Kreacher upstairs with a jinx so he couldn’t apparate away. Well . . . Sirius’s death hit Professor Lupin pretty hard. No body knew what to do with Kreacher sinceknewknew too much about the Order to let him go. So . . . last month on the full moon, Professor Lupin transformed . . . inside the room with Kreacher . . .” Hermione finished nervously.

“All that was left in the morning was a few pieces” Ron added in obvious discomfort.

“Good” Harry replied fiendishly.

Hermione and Ron shared nervous glances again at Harry’s words. But, just as Hermione was about to speak Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs, and embraced Harry in her famous bear hug.

“Oh it’s to see you again dear” she said as she let him go and looked him over. “Harry you look so thin. The muggles better be feeding you!”

Harry just shrugged in reply. He didn’t say much to anyone about anything. Soon Remus came down and told them to come into the drawing room. When Harry went into the drawing room he saw most of the order members he knew assembled there, along with the two people he really didn’t want to see: Dumbledore and Snape. Dumbledore greeted Harry with a warm smile, only to receive a cold look in return. Harry ignored everyone and went to sit in an empty chair. He could feel every ones eyes on him but he just ignored them all. Finally after Mrs. Weasley came in with her husband Dumbledore began the reading of the Will.

“As we all know, we are all here to hear the Will of our good friend Sirius Black” Snape loudly scoffed, earning him many mean glares. “’I Sirius Black being of sound mind and body do hereby leave 5% of the gold in the Black family vault to Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore to be used as he sees fit. I leave another 5% of gold to my good friend Remus Lupin, along with a very fine set of robes I found while cleaning. To Mr. and Mrs. Weasley I leave another 5% of gold. To Fred and George Weasley I leave two books which can be found in my room, which catalog all the pranks that I and the rest of the marauders accomplished in our seven years at Hogwarts. To Professor Severus Snape, I leave a bathtub size cauldron made of solid pure gold, filled to the brim with many rare and valuable potion ingredients, and a bottle of extra strength Grease-Away shampoo’” everyone broke out into laugher except Snape and y. “y. “’Finally to my beloved godson Harry James Potter, I leave the rest of the Black family fortune, along with the residence of # 12 Grimuald Place, and many other pieces of property scattered through out Brittan. Also, I leave you the stored valuable items and furniture in storage vaults as well as my own possessions which can be found in another separate vault, a pensive which I have left in the possession of Albus Dumbledore to be given to you if I should die prematurely, which hold a private message.”

Once again all eyes fell upon Harry, which he continued to ignore. No one spoke and the only thing that finally broke the silence was Crookshanks, who jumped onto Harry’s lap and began to loudly purr as Harry scratched behind his ear. After that everyone began to file out leaving Harry alone with Weasley’s Hermione, Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall.

“Mr. Potter, I know Dumbledore has many things he would like to discuss with you, but I was hoping to talk with you privately for a moment quickly before I leave” Professor McGonagall declared.

“Alright, let’s talk in the hall” Harry said nervously as he put Crookshanks down.

Harry closed the door behind him as walked into the hall and walked a few feet to where McGonagall was standing by the stairs.

“Relax Mr. Potter, you aren’t in any trouble. I wanted to speak with you about your OWLS.”

“What about them?”

“I pulled a few strings and managed to get the results ahead of schedule ahead of schedule since I know you want to be an Auror. I have already spoken to the headmaster and he has talked to Snape regarding your position in his class, and you will be allowed to talk his class as long as you get an Acceptable if not an Outstanding” she said and gave Harry a large envelope.

Harry quickly opened it and scanned down to his results:

Transfiguration: E

Charms: O

History of Magic: D

Herbology: E

Care of Magical Creatures: O

Potions: E

Divination: A

Defense Against the Darts:rts: O

Astronomy: A

Harry showed them to Professor McGonagall and watched as she scanned the paper.

“Very good Mr. Potter, you should be very proud of yourself. What classes would you like to continue with?”

“Care of Magical Creatures, Potions, DADA, Charms, Transfiguration, and Herbology” Harry answered as he took back the envelope.

“Very well then, I will send you a book list by tomorrow morning so that you may get your books early and begin to study for your classes. If you are not able to go and get the books give the list to Mrs. Weasley, I’m sure she will be glad to help you.”

“Thank you Professor” Harry replied.

“Also Mr. Potter, we need another captain for the quidditch team this year and I was wondering if you would consider the position.”

Harry was clearly taken aback. He would love to be the quidditch captain. But as quickly as his hopes rose they fell apart once more. With all his classes and everything else that was happening he wouldn’t be able to handle the extra responsibility.

“I would love to be captain of thedditdditch team, but with everything that’s happening I won’t be able to handle the responsibility properly and it wouldn’t be fair to the team if I end up dragging them down. But, may I make a suggestion?”

“Of course” she said as she looked at him appraisingly.

“I think Ron should be quidditch captain. I know he started off the year pretty badly but that was because he was just too nervous about letting the team down. He got a lot better in the end, and he’s a great strategist, not to mention he’s already obsessed with the sport.”

“Very well Mr. Potter, I am impressed with the maturity of your decisions, and I will take your recommendations under advisement.”

Harry just nodded and began to walk back into the drawing room when McGonagall placed her hand on his right shoulder.

“Harry, for whatever it’s worth, I’m sorry about Sirius, and I know he would be very proud of you today.”

“Thank you Professor that means a lot to me, especially from you” Harry replied, making them both smile.

Harry watched as she went down the stairs and left the house. He turned around only to realize he still had to face everyone else the drawing room, and soon anger swelled inside of him as he pictured Dumbledore inside. Not wanting to put it off any longer, Harry walked back into the room. Everyone was talking but stopped as they heard Harry come in.

“Harry, here are some papers you must look over about the properties and vaults you have now inherited” Dumbledore declared as he handed Harry a very large thick envelope. “Inside are also the keys to the vaults and properties you own, as well as a brief sry ory of there contents. And here is the pensieve Sirius spoke about” Dumbledore said as he handed Harry a large box, wrapped in brown paper. “Also, now that you are here I would like to ask you if the order may continue to use this house as its headquarters.”

“You can burn the place down for all I care” Harry spat angry.

“Harry!” Mrs. Weasley called out.

“It’s alright Molly. Harry I know you are still very mad at me but I-”

“Save it alright! I don’t need some stupid lecture, least of all from a hypocrite like you” Harry announced in a voice that would have made a flower wither.

Harry turned on his heel with the box and envelope in hand and left the room leaving behind a room of shocked people behind. Remus tried to engage him in conversation but he ignored him and went straight to the fire place. Another flash of green flames he was back at Mrs. Figgs house. She was surprised to see him since she thought he was spending the night with his friends. He told her he changed his mind and apologized for scaring her. He then marched back to his house and was soon in his own room again. He placed the box and envelope down on his desk and just stared at them for a few minutes,il fil finally he opened the envelope. . .