Harry Potter and The Frozen Heart

Title: Harry Potter and the Frozen Heart
Chapter Title: A Last Goodbye
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 Voldemort has in store . . .

Harry just stared at the large envelope and box sitting on top of his desk in his room, thinking about everything that happened today. He knew it may have been wrong to snap at Dumbledore and just leave headquarters but he didn’t really care. He was still mad at Dumbledore for everything he had done, and every time he pictured the headmaster in his head he couldn’t help but feel used. Harry stood up and walked over to his window only to realize that it was night again. The heat was still scorching even though the sun was gone but Harry barely noticed. About another hour passed before he decided to lie down.

He was just about to fall asleep when Hedwig flew in through the window and landed on his lap. Harry looked at her and noticed a letter tied to her leg. She held out her leg for Harry to untie the letter and then flew over to her cage to get a drink. Harry opened the letter and began to read:

Dear Harry,

What happened today? Everyone here is talking about it and trying to ask Dumbledore what’s going on but he won’t give anyone a definite answer. He just said you were coming to terms with a lot of things and should be excused. I know Sirius’s death must be terrible on you, we all know how much you cared about him. If you need anything or just someone to talk to, we are all here for you.

Love always,
Hermione


Harry just put the letter aside not wanting to think about anything. It was more than just Sirius’s death. It was the prophecy, and Dumbledore lying to him, and the fact that he would either have to be a murderer or be murdered himself someday. Getting up from his bed, he decided to distract his mind by looking through the envelope on his desk. He pulled out several papers along with fifteen keys. It seemed that the first five were vaults filled with gold, the next five were filled with jewels such as diamonds, rubies, and so on, and the last five were storage safes. Three of them had furniture and many valuable antiques, the next held personal possessions that belonged to Sirius’s parents and the last held Sirius’s things which included his flying motorcycle.

After sorting through all the papers Harry finally decided to open the box. Inside was the pensieve Dumbledore mentioned only it was different from the one he owned. The Celtic runes on it were a bit different from the ones on Dumbledore’s and also had small pentagrams, encrusted with many beautiful gemstones. With a deep breath Harry plunged into the pensieve and felt himself falling down into the mist of memory.

“Hello Harry” an image of Sirius said.

Harry looked around and they were in Sirius’s room back at headquarters.

“If you’re watching this it means I’ve died obviously. How ever it happened I hoped I died fighting for the people I cared about and what I believed in. I also want you to know Harry that I was wrong about a lot of things. I’m afraid Molly was right about the way I regarded you. I realized this soon after you made the fire call to tell me about Snape’s memory. As much as you look like James, that’s not who you are. To be quite honest with you, you’re a lot more like your mother. She was great woman and I wish I had told you more about her. She was very passionate and strong willed with a definitely strong sense of justice and right and wrong. Like you saw in Snape’s memory she always tried to stand up for others no matter who they were and was also very brave. She loved to read and write poetry and was a great cook, and she always had dreams of being a great Healer. And as soon as you were born I knew she would be a great mother. She loved to sing to you and James, Remus, and Peter and I would listen to her sing to you which made us all smile, including yourself. She had a beautiful voice and she always made sure you fell asleep to the sound of her singing. I’m sorry you never got to know her, so to help you, aside from this message I have also put in a memory I have always cherished. It was shortly before Dumbledore made James and Lily went into hiding. But, before I end this Harry, I want to tell you something. Since the first moment I held you in my arms I loved you as if you were my own son, and I am very proud of the young man you have become. You are the son I always wanted and my only regret is that I can’t hold you in my arms right now and kiss your forehead as I used to when you were still a baby and tell you more about the people who were stolen away from you. But even though I’m no longer alive I want you to know, I will always be right beside you. . .”

The memory began to fade as Harry watched, wiping away tears from his face which wouldn’t stop flowing. In a swirl of color Harry watched Sirius’s bedroom change into another room he had never seen before, but Sirius was there along with a man who could only be Harry’s father sitting on the floor and a small child crawling on the floor, playing with a large version of a snitch.

“He’s going to be a great seeker one day, I can already tell” Sirius laughed as he watched Harry play with the toy.

“Let’s take him flying again later, he loves being in the air” James said as he reached over and took Harry in his arms.

“Oh no you wont” said a new voice from the door.

“Oh Lily don’t be such a worry wart” James said.

“You took him flying already and now he has the sniffles, you are not taking him out again to get him sick” Lily demanded as she took Harry from James into her own arms.

The whole time the baby Harry seemed to be enjoying the exchange looking very amused.

“We’ll bundle him up this time” Sirius said as he stood up.

“Oh honestly, sometimes I don’t know who the child in this house is, you, James or Harry” Lily replied and they all broke out laughing. “Besides it’s starting to rain and dinner is ready.”

They all went down stairs still laughing. Lily placed Harry in a tall baby seat by the table and went into the kitchen to get the food. As soon as she went through the door Sirius walked over to the seat and picked Harry up. Harry giggled happily as Sirius tossed him lightly in the air and caught him over and over again in his arms and then began to play with his godfather’s hair.

“Remus and Peter aren’t coming?” Sirius asked as he began to bounce Harry on his knee.

“No, Remus is doing something for Dumbledore and Peter said he had something to take care of” James answered.

“So what do you think Harry is going to become when he gets older?” Sirius said.

“I don’t know, maybe a stag like me” James answered.

“Well one thing is for sure, if we have anything to say about it, he’s going to be an animagus by the time he’s in first year.”

James and Sirius laughed and baby Harry giggled with them happily. Lily then came in serving a feast which included a large pork shoulder, mashed potatoes, corn, green beans, gravy, fries, and Yorkshire pudding.

“Honestly Lily, you could give all the house elves at Hogwarts a run for their money” Sirius laughed as he dug in.

“Definitely!” James agreed.

Lily just laughed as if they were just joking and took Harry from Sirius. She began to feed him mashed carrots and peas with pumpkin juice. Harry watched as they all talked and laughed together like a family. When Sirius and James could eat no more they cleared the plates and dishes off the table for Lily. Lily rocked Harry in her arms and he was definitely beginning get sleepy.

“I think it’s time to put him to bed” Lily whispered as Sirius and James came back.

“I guess I better get going then, I got a long ride back to London” Sirius whispered.

“Sirius you can’t fly your motorcycle in this weather. Just stay the night here. You know your room is always ready” Lily said.

“Yeah, and besides, Harry always seems to sleep better when his godfather is here” James said patting Sirius on the back.

Sirius smiled happily and said he’d stay. They walked back upstairs to put the baby in his crib to sleep. As Lily held Harry in her arms before she put him in his crib she began to sing:

All your dreams are magical thoughts,
All things are real until you dream there not,
In your dreams our love is the power,
Carried on wings of hope.
So come with me in the twilight of this night,
And I will show you the world.
And in thisld wld when you are afraid,
Our love will always fight the darkness away,
And in this world when your start to cry,
Our love will be the wind that blows your tears dry.
So let rise the dreams of your heart,
With the innocence in you, so careless and kind,
I see a beauty that even this world could never replace . . .

The baby in her arms was asleep with the last note of her song, fully happy and content in his loving mothers arms. She placed him gently down in his crib and wrapped him in a dark green blanket with golden little snitches embroidered on it. She kissed him sweetly on his forehead and then turned to James and Sirius.

“Good night Sirius” she said and kissed him sweetly on his right cheek and gave James a sweet kiss on the lips. “I’ll leave you two alone to talk, but try not to wake Harry.”

“Goodnight Lily” Sirius replied and kissed her on her cheek.

She walked out of the room leaving James and Sirius alone.

“So how are you doing?” James asked.

“I’m a lot better now. I don’t know why his death hit me so hard. I know we were never close but he was still my brother.”

“I know what you mean. If anything ever happened to you, I don’t know what I would do. We might not have the same blood running through our veins, but in everyway that matters, you are my brother Padfoot” James said as he placed a hand on Sirius’s shoulder.

Sirius embraced James like brother and for a minute they held each other in a tight hug. Then they broke apart and kissed Harry good night and left room.