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"Its funny sometimes how the people you'd take a bullet for, are the ones behind the trigger"
EPISODE 5- WE ALL DIE ALONE
Harry awoke felling well rested and rejuvenated, his glasses were still on the night stand but he could tell by the light shinning in the room that it was still noon sometime.
he begin to get dressed, only when he was about to walk out of the door did he notice how quiet it was. A wide grin took hold of his face, then is when he remembered Ginny's letter. Harry, every bit of paranoid( the department of mysteries mishap still fresh in his mind) tip toed down the stairs, very careful to avoid the creaky areas, found himself in a empty kitchen.
As he begin to make his way to the window, he smiled acknowledging the effort everyone must have went through( especially and the twins) the house was silent witch was a bit frightening, the dishes where thrown hap-hazardly in the sink, this would have been a perfect time for a prank, Harry could just imagine all the fuss Mrs. Weasley gave the twins regarding following the rules of the surprise party she had obviously went through great lengths to plan. Harry looked out the window, but all he could see was an azure sky and an ocean of grass.
Harry could fell some one watching him, or so he thought, was he just being daft? He begin to walk outside taking his wand out as he did so, nerves shot to hell. He must have walked around the house, the garden, and up the hill ah thousand times, and still no Weasley's no Hermione, or Fleur. Harry walked back in the house, a bit worried and a bit scared. Was he dreaming again? Did Ginny ever actually come into his room? Did he imagine everything? Was he still in his bed at private drive? It wouldn't be a stretch to think such thoughts, he had been having weird dreams the entire summer.
"Arry Potter you're mi 'ero" said a young famine French voice.
Harry caught completely of guard, spun around with his wand held high and ready, spat "Ra-Osiris" immediately, blinding light engulfed the room. Low grunts could be heard from every direction, some screams, some laughter and some mutters of idle conversation. The room sounded completely full, Harry could still hear Bellatrix taunts in the back of his mind, he was sure she was hear, he was sure it was she who'd just spoken, she who just taunted him.
"Mate you mind killing the bloody light! I think I've gone blind you prat." said a voice coming directly from behind the door: Ron's voice.
Harry ended the incantation to the rooms delight. Everyone was there from Ron and Hermione, to all the Weasleys and what seemed like the entire Order. Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, smiled and waved his hand to the entire room as if by signal, Harry could tell the hearty "Happy Birthday" was well rehearsed, compliments of Mrs. Weasley most likely. Harry deduced that they must have been invisible, and there the entire time it was amazing that he didn't run into anyone, there most likely was a spell forbidding such trivial things.
"I'm guessing Hermione" whispered Harry in a low voice in Ron's ear, still smiling at the room full of well wishers, while whipping beads of sweat from his forehead, no one seemed to noticed his fragile state.
"You mean the invisibility spell? No, Luna actually" said Ron out of the side of his mouth.
It only took Harry a second to realize that Ron was keeping a lookout for Hermione, no doubt not wanting to be the one caught discussing her being out witted with spells by none other then one Luna Lovegood.
"I'm over here Ronald.." snapped Hermion from Harrys other side.
"Course you are dear, just telling my mate here how wonderful mom said you where in preparing this whole affair" said Ron smartly looking at Hermione with soft eyes.
Hermione blushed furiously, and quickly turned towards Harry and kissed him on the check while grabbing his arm, out of the side of his eye Harry noticed Ron smirk. Harry laughed inwardly, it was inevitable that Ron would eventually catch on, no longer was he ignorantly jealous of minor things like who Hermione liked or wrote too, why? When she spent all her free time with "HIM" or…books.
"Arry? Are you 'aving fun, no?" Came Fleur's voice through a sea of social exchange. She glided towards Harry like fog rolling over water in the dead of a cloudless night. Hermione's eyes found Harry's but surprisingly enough there was no frustration or underlying vexation, just…mirth. Fleur finally found her place next to Harry and Hermione, and reviled something attempting to hide behind her slender figure.
"Gabrielle!"
"Bonjour 'Arry, long time no see, no." Gabrielle nearly screamed turning all the bobbling heads in the room in their direction, their inquisitive minds interest peaked. "ow 'ave you been 'Arry I read about you all 'zee time ztill, you must be zee bravest wizzard ever!" Gabrielle said with a gorgeous smile, grabbing Harry's hand and placing it to her chest in complete aw of The Boy Who Lived. Still.
Before Harry could reply, he noticed the new silence in the room, aside from the hidden snickers of who he knew to be the twins, Ron, Tonks and even Fleur! Apparently Hermione thought the whole matter was cute, seeing as though she just " awed" and placed her hand on her chest and poked her bottom lip out as if to say "how darling".
"Umm thanks 'Ella, how about we go ah saunter and leave these prudes to it ayy?" laughed Harry a bit embarrassed. Apparently this went over well with Gabriella, she began jumping for joy and spun around immediately and began firing off rapid French to her sister.
"George.."
"Yea Fred.."
"The chosen one must be daft if he thinks mom is going to allow him to run of with some miniature French beauty right after this whole Bill business was announced.."
The room erupted in laughter, and just like that Harry and Gabrielle rendezvous was cut short because as the twins had predicted, Mrs. Weasley used that as a segue as she announced it was time to cut the cake and open the presents. For this everyone spilled out of the living room and into the backyard. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, and Nevile where the last to exit the house, Harry being the last out of the five, he was distracted by a weird comment Luna made about garden gnomes, which led to his utter surprise when the twins fireworks took hostage of the sky as soon as he stepped foot on the grassy plain outside. It was like Umbridge was being chased Through Hogwarts all over again, Harry could see from a distance Gabrielle dancing and jumping about along with Fleur both amazed by the stunning effects of the fireworks.
Harry sat near his best mates at the table Mrs. Weasley had conjured, and dug into the treacle tart, pudding, and the fine French pastries like macaroons, truffles, and so on. Harry was astonished that Mrs. Weasley allowed Fleur to help with the cuisine, but guessed that she like he, Ron and Hermione had the delight of tasting Fleur's cooking.
"To Harry, the brave, no matter what nicknames the Profit may think up lad, this, I assure you, is the most appropriate Said Lupin standing before the entire table of guest with his glass raised to Harry as if he was the Duke of Cambridge. Every one raised their glass, smiled at Harry, in some cases blushed(Gabrielle, Ginny) and shouted in unison "To Harry".
After diner, cake and other deserts, the twins some how cast a spell on a dragon fire work that hovered above them shooting sparkles, chasing it's tail and producing music for all to hear and dance under the sunset on the rolling hills of the burrow. Harry danced with Ginny only to be interrupted by Neville, who asked if he could have a go with the red headed bombshell a little to formal, Ginny noticed this and begin biting her bottom lip totally forgetting Harry was there apparently, Harry couldn't understand why but he was a bit…crestfallen. Suddenly Harry Potter didn't fell like dancing much anymore so he decided to have a seat, it seemed everyone was so busy having a good time, they all forgot he was suppose to open his presents which was traditions to do in front of all those who bestowed them upon him.
Harry Grabbed as many as he could and raced back to Ron's room unnoticed, once inside he fell on his bed and begin to open presents. Hermione gave him a book(typical)
Organizing Organizations, Lupin gave him a winter cloak made of lambs wool and genuine dragon skin, Ron gave him Candy as usual, he got bored and decided not to open the rest. And laid back on his bed.
He looked at the window and could see the firework still in full effect, he closed his eyes, and then opened them abruptly, something felt…Off. It felt like he was being watched again. He drew his wand and stood up,he looked about the room until...he could see something in the corner moving about. "Lumos" whispered Harry casting light in the dark corner, there sat a…Tiger cub?
It sat there licking it's paws, it was blonde, instead of orange, it's eyes was blue like a normal tiger, but Harry was pretty sure they weren't suppose to glow, and he was positive the tongue wasn't supposed to be purple.
"Zee Zomething you like Arry?" Whispered a familiar voice. If Harry didnt know any better, he would say he just witnessed a tyga cub...talk. Not only did it talk, but it sounded awfully similar to Fleur, with the exception of a adolescent rasp-like growl.
"Fleur? But…" Harry ran to the window and he could see Gabrielle, playing with Luna and Ginny still dancing with…Neville, his stomach churned. "Why are you up here? And why are you like, that?" Harry spluttered confounded, She didn't reply instead the tiger cub who was Fleur apparently jumped on the bed, and placed it's head on his pillow. If Harry didn't no any better he would say the thing looked…Sad. "Fleur is something-"
"Bill is 'ere, I do not wish to zee him "Arry" claimed Fleur woefully. Harry noticed that Fleur's eyes stoped glowing at the mention of Bill. "We are no longer getting married, you zee? His mother knows this and is quite happy about it Arry, she hates me" The little tiger cub begin to whimper, the site of it was so sad, the animal looked so…Forlorn.
Harry wanted to do something, but what? This wasn't some helpless animal really it was one of the Triwizard Champions, Fleur wasn't some damsel in distress. She was obviously capable of great feats, Harry never heard of a Animagus who could talk.
"Seriously? Your Fleur Delacour, You're a Triwizard Champion, you're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, you literally glow! And your sitting here crying over some Bloke? There's ah guy out there who will probably kill me before I ever get to have kids and get married, but you have forever, don't let some bloody git get in the way of what really matter's, like Gabrielle who came so far just to be with you." Harry lectured the tiger cub sitting on his bed, relieving him self of the proverbial thorn In his side.
Hermione chose this as a perfect time to walk through the door demanding that Harry come out the room until she noticed that he wasn't alone. She looked at the tiger on his bed and almost shrieked, that is until Gabrielle walked into the room and she attempted to stop her: Gabrielle, wrestled out of Hermione's grip and ran to Harry's bed, her face filled with concern. "Fleur? What is eet sister? You can tell me." whined Gabrielle, tears in here eyes. Hermione looked bemused, taken aback, almost jealous. Harry guessed she figured out that the tiger cub was Fleur, in laymans terms she figured out Fleur who was all ready a drop dead gorgeous Villa, was an Animagus who could transform into a blonde purple tongued tiger, this must have been awfully annoying for a muggle born over achiever such as herself, watching someone float through life with such beautiful ease.
"Excusez-nous" demanded Gabrielle. Harry and Hermione left the two alone.
They began to make their way down stairs, the house was back to normal capacity with an exception of a few stragglers. The weasley's, Hagrid, Luna, Neville, Lupin and Tonks was all that was left of the party. Thankfully. Harry found a seat at the table next to Hagrid, who wanted to know if he liked his gift, Harry decided to be honest and tell him he hadn't had a chance to open it. Hagrid proceeded to tell him how excited he was for the upcoming term, Harry wasn't listening though, he is to busy glaring at his good mate Neville, who was seating next to Ginny, but he was listening to bill Tell his brother's about this witch named Libby he is hitting it off well with, and how her kisses are sweeter then any sugar quill.
Harry shoots to his feet in such an abrupt manner everyone stops what they are doing and stare at him, he doesn't mind for what he has to say isn't secret.
"I challenge you" Harry nodded in bills direction with an evil glare accompanied by a sick smirk. "To a wizards duel on behalf of Fleur Delacour, do you accept William?". Bill's eyes widened first with merriment, then with concern as he notices Harry is dead serious. There was an eerie silence, Mrs. Weasley stepped forward from the end of the table only to be stopped by her husband, Lupin stood up like Harry knew he would as did the twins. You could hear a pen drop if it was to suddenly fall to the ground.
" Harry whats wrong mate? Bills my brother, you met him remember. He's a good bloke I swear it, whats come over you lately?" asked Ron fear etched in his voice. Harry knew how beffudled Ron must be felling but chose not to care, he could fell his self fading away, as if something was coming over him, pulling him, it felt exhilarating. There was a shaky hand on his shoulder, it was Hermione's, She must be frightened thought Harry.
As Harry's mind swayed in and out of animosity, the voices in the kitchen had become loud with anger and postulation: apparently Lupin was arguing with Ron about the state of the situation, Ron wanted to take Harry into Ottery st. Cather pole for some fresh air, claiming the cluttered burrow was causing him to go nutty. But Lupin was adamant about Harry staying put, even if the situation was uncomfortable and tense, it was better then revealing himself to the Dark Lord who surely knew where he was, and was waiting for Harry to slip up.
"So William what it gonna be? I want ask a third time" questioned Harry in a threatening tone ,while taking of his glasses to clean the lins with his shirt only to throw them across the room, at that moment his hair began to stand up and the grin on his face turned feral . Everyone fell silent again but this time all eyes was on Bill, it's almost as if they were afraid to look at Harry any longer. " We'll see how "Libby" likes that pretty face when I'm done with it mate" laughed Harry hysterically while walking to the door.
" Let me get that for you" replied Bill taking a deep breath and then exhaling while standing to his feet, Finally, referring to the door, the expression on his face in a grave state.
"Why thanks Bill, your such a gentlemen, this must do wonder's for the ladies ayy."
"WAIT!" Bellowed Ron. "please don't do this."
"Yes Harry this is foolish, don't be a prat" Screamed Hermione.
"I'll be what ever I like 'mione, besides if it was you I would have killed him where he sat" revealed Harry turning around to stare at Hermione's brown eyes which begin to tear up at this declaration of loyalty. He then let his eyes fall back on bills which publicized muddled deliberation. Harry knew Bill wasn't a coward, he knew Bill would except, honestly Harry figured after this he'd lose them all, they would all call him mad and want nothing to do with him. These thoughts were scary, but for some reason he couldn't help but laugh, so what! Who needed them anyway, he was born alone and sure to die alone, the only thing that mattered is what he stood for in between.
Mrs. Weasley was crying as Harry turned around waiting for Bill to take his position on the very grassy plain they all had just rejoice'd in dance and celebration on for his birthday, less then an hour ago, Harry could still smell the gun powder, it was only a nano-second but harry wonder how the twins fused these chemicals with magic, its probably why there fire works was more entertaining then others, misunderstood genius really. Mr. Weasley looked as if he wanted to pull what little hair he had left from his head, Lupin walked over to Harry while every one else stood on the other side, Bill's side, revealing face's of shock and terror.
"To…the death?" Asked Bill in a sorrowful voice, shutting his eyes at the whimpers of his mother and sister. Harry could see Hermione holding Ron and the twins face hardened in disbelief, Hagrid was still trying to exit the kitchen with out hitting his head, and Tonks was crouching on the floor as if preparing her self for stray spells, Harry noticed Neville Holding Ginny back, the anger in him burned like the sun in summer.
"No..I could never do that to your mother William,lets say... first to draw blood from the torso." Hissed Harry Hatred laced in every letter of every word. Bill nodded in agreement. " Now bow" demanded Harry as he himself bowed while twirling his arm imitating Gilderoy Lockhart. Bill did as he was told and then the both waited for the other to attack, "I challenged you first it only stands to reason I allow you the first try at submission through bloody means William"
So be it child" grunted Bill, Harry's taunts Beginning to take there toll, as he sent a stunner Harry's way.
Harry side stepped, and ebbed from it with ease, and in a continues motion lowered his arm and proceeded forward laughing, bill sent another stunner Harry parried it and continued walking towards bill with boastful arrogance. Bill, now angry sent a spell at Harry which cut his upper arm, this did not deter, daunt or frighten him. Indeed he giggled as if it tickled, Bill stopped momentarily as he watched the gash on Harry's shoulder produce blood which ran like a river down his arm, obviously regretting it immediately.
"Tsk tsk William is that all" mocked Harry while continuing to walk forward, bill begin to back away. This angered Harry for some reason. "Please don't be scared of me". Harry then screamed "LUMOS MAXIMAS." Blinding Bill who then cast a PROTEGO shield protecting his eyes from the close rays of light.
Harry then cast an AGUMENTE to saturate the ground around Bill as he was trying to back away momentarily blind, which caused him to fall clumsily While he lay on the ground, Harry stood over him, but before he could cast a spell…
"DEPULSO!"
Bill sent Harry flying across the field as he got to his feet and begin running after him to gain momentum in there duel. But when Bill got to where he knew Harry to be, he was no where to be found, obviously he had disillusioned himself, Harry was a great duelist no wonder it was so difficult for the Dark lord to kill him thought Bill, with something akin to pride and respect.
"FLIPENDO!" Screamed Harry still lying on the ground hiding behind his disillusioned spell after Bill sent him flying with is DEPULSO, the spell Harry cast pushed Bill down to the earth with great force, Harry sprang to his feet and sent a stunner to Bill who blocked it with a PROTEGO.
Harry continues to send Stunners to weaken his shield and Resolve, Bill uses his back and legs to scoot away and shield at the same time. Bill then cast a shield which reflects his spell and causes Harry to break momentum and jump out of the way.
Bill hoped up and sent a stunner Harry's way, which he eluded easily. "Not bad William, this is fun actually I-" Harry stopped his ridicule as he notices Fleur, no longer in her Animagus form, standing in the doorway next to Gabrielle, the light from the kitchen shining behind her slender curves, so all Harry and Bill could see from their distance is her beautiful silhouette.
"Zop zis 'Arry, you don't need do zis, pleassee 'Aarry, I no longer care zee? I am no longer crying over a boy 'Arry!" Screamed Fleur from across the field. Harry smiled unwittingly lowering his guard, leaving Bill with a wide open stunner, but instead Bill decided to use some thing else, something more..something to reflect his new found anger, and passion obviously Fleur still meant something to him.
Arrows shot from Bill's wand, one pierced Harry in the leg and another grazed his neck, drawing more blood. Harry fell and screamed, he could hear gasp from everyone and even hear his name being hollered by multiple voices, but pain silenced them all. His sixth sense must have been sensitive: because Harry rolled to the right just in time to avoid a stunner, he then fired a "FUMOS DOU" causing a huge cloud of grey smoke to engulf he and Bill. Harry capitalized on this opportunity to remove the arrow from his leg. Bill cleared the smoke with out an incantation.
Everyone was quit as they watched bill's long red tendrils swing back and forth as he searched and surveyed the field for the elusive Harry Potter. Bill waited for him to reveal his self, a shield spell on the tip of his tongue. "Hey" whispered Harry. Bill looked up, and noticed Harry used a hovering charm on his self.
"ICIRCUMFLEX!" Yelled Harry slashing Bill across his chest, no one would ever know this but he tried his best to avoid his face, blood spurting everywhere, as he fell to the ground. Screams where heard as well as running foot steps. Harry ended the hovering charm and let his self fall to earth, even when he landed on his injured leg, he didn't falter nor whimper, he stood up straight made his way to Bill stood over his gasping body as he choked on his own blood and cast a spell on him with out a verbal incantation.
"NO! Harry! Please stop! It's over, it's over!" screamed Mrs. Weasley as she ran to her sons side. Harry begin limping away, Ron ran passed him, as did Hermione and everyone else as they ran to Bills side…even Fleur. As Harry walked into Ron's room he begin to wave his wand preparing to pack his things. Hedwig began hooting in her cage as if she knew what had happened .
"How is it I always forget I can count on you to be on my side no matter what girl?" Said Harry as he limped across the room and feed her some conjured owl pellets. Everyone was inside the house from the sounds of things: Whispering could be heard from downstairs, he could have eavesdropped but he honestly didn't care. He gathered his things imitated the spell Lupin used to shrink his luggage at Private Dr. to success and lowered Hedwig's cage out the window and to the earth, he grabbed his sheep wool/dragon skin cloak placed the hood over his head and jumped out the window .
It was still dark, meaning it was very dangerous to be out, it was death eater hour. Didn't' matter to Harry, he'd rather be anywhere but the burrow at the moment, which felt weird since it was his second favorite place after Hogwarts. He made his way to town Ottery st. Catchpole.
"Going somewhere chosen one" came a soft male voice from the darkness of the street which wasn't illuminated by the light pole Harry was standing under , Harry turned around, wand drawn, adrenaline still rushing from his duel with Bill. How did this person know who he was? He was wearing the cloak Lupin gave him, it fit him perfect, but the hood was designed to hide faces and Harry knew no one could see his face, especially from that distance, especially from behind him.
"Whose there?! Show your self or prepare to die a slow death" spat Harry, murderous intent evident in his words. The soft voice only laughed and began to whistle a sad ballad. Harry still couldn't see him, but he could here his whistling coming closer and closer. Harry's hand began to sweat, he dropped Hedwig's cage, to her screeching displeasure,Harry's anxiety was getting the better of him, was it a death eater?
"Some where in the water, I see it swimming, where is my mind…where is my mind"
Then a shape was visible as it walked into the light. It was, the kid with the weird hair Harry knew from the shed behind the burrow, he, Ron and Hermione had seen him later that morning. Harry's curiosity was really rallying now, who was this git, why was he following him?
He removed a cigarette from a pack and instead of using his wand, this time he snapped his finger, and the end of it spontaneously caught a fire.
"You do realize that death eaters are waiting for you in every inn in every village in the European wizarding world, hoping you do what your doing right now? No to mention much darker entities." announced the Kid with the wicked hair. He looked at Harry and smiled, no he wasn't looking at Harry, he was looking past him.
"Speak of the devil and he appears before you in flames ans such" acknowledge the kid taking a long drag before he flicked his cigarette to the floor and put it out with his foot, while looking at the dark figures accumulating around them. Harry, begin to back into the light pole his wand posted before him, he laughed to himself, it turns out he wasn't the only one who thought mortal peril was funny, the kid was giggling as well.
"Well tonight is as good as night as any to die I suppose"
"Indeed" replied Harry.
"Potter I'm going to get you came a voice behind a skull mask"
"What are you waiting for an invitation?" Laughed Harry quite phony, his heart in his stomach.
A green spell was coming, but before it got to Harry, it's desired destination, something grabbed his arm. And he could fell this sick sensation as if he was being pulled through a tube by force, the ground beneath him was gone, he couldn't tell which way was up or down or sideways, his sense of balance was shot to shit. It stopped almost as soon as it started and he found him self face down on the street, no the carpet. The carpet?! Harry's body was retching, but it wouldn't vomit, what ever happened just know his physical vessel wasn't fond of it, that much was certain.
"Who iz zis Auriel?" Questioned a masculine French voice. "Iz Zis the chosen one?"
"Why must you ask question you already know the answer too, sheesh. I'm tired, I'm going to bed" reveled the kid who's name is apparently "Auriel". Harry was still dizzy but he noticed he was in a room of pearl white with huge windows which exposed tree's swaying outside in the night air. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room next to Harry, was a man with glasses and a blanket over his lap, reading a ancient looking book, that looked as if it was about to fall apart, with long blond hair. The carpet looked as if it belong in a Roman Catholic church, as did the painting's on the ceilings, and sculptures that aligned the walls.
"Where…" Began Harry gawking at the scenery he found himself in, he heard the door shut, apparently Auriel had just left the room, Harry finally stood up and looked about the room it was…beautiful. He could hear Hedwig screeching in hear cage, he was so distracted by what he was seeing, he hadn't noticed someone had let her out, and she was perched on his shoulder until she begin nipping at his ear. Harry Finally turned to the stranger, and asked who exactly was he.
"I am Maxi Delacour, welcome to my humble abode, and you are zee famous 'Arry Potair, no?"
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"Its funny sometimes how the people you'd take a bullet for, are the ones behind the trigger"
EPISODE 5- WE ALL DIE ALONE
Harry awoke felling well rested and rejuvenated, his glasses were still on the night stand but he could tell by the light shinning in the room that it was still noon sometime.
he begin to get dressed, only when he was about to walk out of the door did he notice how quiet it was. A wide grin took hold of his face, then is when he remembered Ginny's letter. Harry, every bit of paranoid( the department of mysteries mishap still fresh in his mind) tip toed down the stairs, very careful to avoid the creaky areas, found himself in a empty kitchen.
As he begin to make his way to the window, he smiled acknowledging the effort everyone must have went through( especially and the twins) the house was silent witch was a bit frightening, the dishes where thrown hap-hazardly in the sink, this would have been a perfect time for a prank, Harry could just imagine all the fuss Mrs. Weasley gave the twins regarding following the rules of the surprise party she had obviously went through great lengths to plan. Harry looked out the window, but all he could see was an azure sky and an ocean of grass.
Harry could fell some one watching him, or so he thought, was he just being daft? He begin to walk outside taking his wand out as he did so, nerves shot to hell. He must have walked around the house, the garden, and up the hill ah thousand times, and still no Weasley's no Hermione, or Fleur. Harry walked back in the house, a bit worried and a bit scared. Was he dreaming again? Did Ginny ever actually come into his room? Did he imagine everything? Was he still in his bed at private drive? It wouldn't be a stretch to think such thoughts, he had been having weird dreams the entire summer.
"Arry Potter you're mi 'ero" said a young famine French voice.
Harry caught completely of guard, spun around with his wand held high and ready, spat "Ra-Osiris" immediately, blinding light engulfed the room. Low grunts could be heard from every direction, some screams, some laughter and some mutters of idle conversation. The room sounded completely full, Harry could still hear Bellatrix taunts in the back of his mind, he was sure she was hear, he was sure it was she who'd just spoken, she who just taunted him.
"Mate you mind killing the bloody light! I think I've gone blind you prat." said a voice coming directly from behind the door: Ron's voice.
Harry ended the incantation to the rooms delight. Everyone was there from Ron and Hermione, to all the Weasleys and what seemed like the entire Order. Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, smiled and waved his hand to the entire room as if by signal, Harry could tell the hearty "Happy Birthday" was well rehearsed, compliments of Mrs. Weasley most likely. Harry deduced that they must have been invisible, and there the entire time it was amazing that he didn't run into anyone, there most likely was a spell forbidding such trivial things.
"I'm guessing Hermione" whispered Harry in a low voice in Ron's ear, still smiling at the room full of well wishers, while whipping beads of sweat from his forehead, no one seemed to noticed his fragile state.
"You mean the invisibility spell? No, Luna actually" said Ron out of the side of his mouth.
It only took Harry a second to realize that Ron was keeping a lookout for Hermione, no doubt not wanting to be the one caught discussing her being out witted with spells by none other then one Luna Lovegood.
"I'm over here Ronald.." snapped Hermion from Harrys other side.
"Course you are dear, just telling my mate here how wonderful mom said you where in preparing this whole affair" said Ron smartly looking at Hermione with soft eyes.
Hermione blushed furiously, and quickly turned towards Harry and kissed him on the check while grabbing his arm, out of the side of his eye Harry noticed Ron smirk. Harry laughed inwardly, it was inevitable that Ron would eventually catch on, no longer was he ignorantly jealous of minor things like who Hermione liked or wrote too, why? When she spent all her free time with "HIM" or…books.
"Arry? Are you 'aving fun, no?" Came Fleur's voice through a sea of social exchange. She glided towards Harry like fog rolling over water in the dead of a cloudless night. Hermione's eyes found Harry's but surprisingly enough there was no frustration or underlying vexation, just…mirth. Fleur finally found her place next to Harry and Hermione, and reviled something attempting to hide behind her slender figure.
"Gabrielle!"
"Bonjour 'Arry, long time no see, no." Gabrielle nearly screamed turning all the bobbling heads in the room in their direction, their inquisitive minds interest peaked. "ow 'ave you been 'Arry I read about you all 'zee time ztill, you must be zee bravest wizzard ever!" Gabrielle said with a gorgeous smile, grabbing Harry's hand and placing it to her chest in complete aw of The Boy Who Lived. Still.
Before Harry could reply, he noticed the new silence in the room, aside from the hidden snickers of who he knew to be the twins, Ron, Tonks and even Fleur! Apparently Hermione thought the whole matter was cute, seeing as though she just " awed" and placed her hand on her chest and poked her bottom lip out as if to say "how darling".
"Umm thanks 'Ella, how about we go ah saunter and leave these prudes to it ayy?" laughed Harry a bit embarrassed. Apparently this went over well with Gabriella, she began jumping for joy and spun around immediately and began firing off rapid French to her sister.
"George.."
"Yea Fred.."
"The chosen one must be daft if he thinks mom is going to allow him to run of with some miniature French beauty right after this whole Bill business was announced.."
The room erupted in laughter, and just like that Harry and Gabrielle rendezvous was cut short because as the twins had predicted, Mrs. Weasley used that as a segue as she announced it was time to cut the cake and open the presents. For this everyone spilled out of the living room and into the backyard. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, and Nevile where the last to exit the house, Harry being the last out of the five, he was distracted by a weird comment Luna made about garden gnomes, which led to his utter surprise when the twins fireworks took hostage of the sky as soon as he stepped foot on the grassy plain outside. It was like Umbridge was being chased Through Hogwarts all over again, Harry could see from a distance Gabrielle dancing and jumping about along with Fleur both amazed by the stunning effects of the fireworks.
Harry sat near his best mates at the table Mrs. Weasley had conjured, and dug into the treacle tart, pudding, and the fine French pastries like macaroons, truffles, and so on. Harry was astonished that Mrs. Weasley allowed Fleur to help with the cuisine, but guessed that she like he, Ron and Hermione had the delight of tasting Fleur's cooking.
"To Harry, the brave, no matter what nicknames the Profit may think up lad, this, I assure you, is the most appropriate Said Lupin standing before the entire table of guest with his glass raised to Harry as if he was the Duke of Cambridge. Every one raised their glass, smiled at Harry, in some cases blushed(Gabrielle, Ginny) and shouted in unison "To Harry".
After diner, cake and other deserts, the twins some how cast a spell on a dragon fire work that hovered above them shooting sparkles, chasing it's tail and producing music for all to hear and dance under the sunset on the rolling hills of the burrow. Harry danced with Ginny only to be interrupted by Neville, who asked if he could have a go with the red headed bombshell a little to formal, Ginny noticed this and begin biting her bottom lip totally forgetting Harry was there apparently, Harry couldn't understand why but he was a bit…crestfallen. Suddenly Harry Potter didn't fell like dancing much anymore so he decided to have a seat, it seemed everyone was so busy having a good time, they all forgot he was suppose to open his presents which was traditions to do in front of all those who bestowed them upon him.
Harry Grabbed as many as he could and raced back to Ron's room unnoticed, once inside he fell on his bed and begin to open presents. Hermione gave him a book(typical)
Organizing Organizations, Lupin gave him a winter cloak made of lambs wool and genuine dragon skin, Ron gave him Candy as usual, he got bored and decided not to open the rest. And laid back on his bed.
He looked at the window and could see the firework still in full effect, he closed his eyes, and then opened them abruptly, something felt…Off. It felt like he was being watched again. He drew his wand and stood up,he looked about the room until...he could see something in the corner moving about. "Lumos" whispered Harry casting light in the dark corner, there sat a…Tiger cub?
It sat there licking it's paws, it was blonde, instead of orange, it's eyes was blue like a normal tiger, but Harry was pretty sure they weren't suppose to glow, and he was positive the tongue wasn't supposed to be purple.
"Zee Zomething you like Arry?" Whispered a familiar voice. If Harry didnt know any better, he would say he just witnessed a tyga cub...talk. Not only did it talk, but it sounded awfully similar to Fleur, with the exception of a adolescent rasp-like growl.
"Fleur? But…" Harry ran to the window and he could see Gabrielle, playing with Luna and Ginny still dancing with…Neville, his stomach churned. "Why are you up here? And why are you like, that?" Harry spluttered confounded, She didn't reply instead the tiger cub who was Fleur apparently jumped on the bed, and placed it's head on his pillow. If Harry didn't no any better he would say the thing looked…Sad. "Fleur is something-"
"Bill is 'ere, I do not wish to zee him "Arry" claimed Fleur woefully. Harry noticed that Fleur's eyes stoped glowing at the mention of Bill. "We are no longer getting married, you zee? His mother knows this and is quite happy about it Arry, she hates me" The little tiger cub begin to whimper, the site of it was so sad, the animal looked so…Forlorn.
Harry wanted to do something, but what? This wasn't some helpless animal really it was one of the Triwizard Champions, Fleur wasn't some damsel in distress. She was obviously capable of great feats, Harry never heard of a Animagus who could talk.
"Seriously? Your Fleur Delacour, You're a Triwizard Champion, you're the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, you literally glow! And your sitting here crying over some Bloke? There's ah guy out there who will probably kill me before I ever get to have kids and get married, but you have forever, don't let some bloody git get in the way of what really matter's, like Gabrielle who came so far just to be with you." Harry lectured the tiger cub sitting on his bed, relieving him self of the proverbial thorn In his side.
Hermione chose this as a perfect time to walk through the door demanding that Harry come out the room until she noticed that he wasn't alone. She looked at the tiger on his bed and almost shrieked, that is until Gabrielle walked into the room and she attempted to stop her: Gabrielle, wrestled out of Hermione's grip and ran to Harry's bed, her face filled with concern. "Fleur? What is eet sister? You can tell me." whined Gabrielle, tears in here eyes. Hermione looked bemused, taken aback, almost jealous. Harry guessed she figured out that the tiger cub was Fleur, in laymans terms she figured out Fleur who was all ready a drop dead gorgeous Villa, was an Animagus who could transform into a blonde purple tongued tiger, this must have been awfully annoying for a muggle born over achiever such as herself, watching someone float through life with such beautiful ease.
"Excusez-nous" demanded Gabrielle. Harry and Hermione left the two alone.
They began to make their way down stairs, the house was back to normal capacity with an exception of a few stragglers. The weasley's, Hagrid, Luna, Neville, Lupin and Tonks was all that was left of the party. Thankfully. Harry found a seat at the table next to Hagrid, who wanted to know if he liked his gift, Harry decided to be honest and tell him he hadn't had a chance to open it. Hagrid proceeded to tell him how excited he was for the upcoming term, Harry wasn't listening though, he is to busy glaring at his good mate Neville, who was seating next to Ginny, but he was listening to bill Tell his brother's about this witch named Libby he is hitting it off well with, and how her kisses are sweeter then any sugar quill.
Harry shoots to his feet in such an abrupt manner everyone stops what they are doing and stare at him, he doesn't mind for what he has to say isn't secret.
"I challenge you" Harry nodded in bills direction with an evil glare accompanied by a sick smirk. "To a wizards duel on behalf of Fleur Delacour, do you accept William?". Bill's eyes widened first with merriment, then with concern as he notices Harry is dead serious. There was an eerie silence, Mrs. Weasley stepped forward from the end of the table only to be stopped by her husband, Lupin stood up like Harry knew he would as did the twins. You could hear a pen drop if it was to suddenly fall to the ground.
" Harry whats wrong mate? Bills my brother, you met him remember. He's a good bloke I swear it, whats come over you lately?" asked Ron fear etched in his voice. Harry knew how beffudled Ron must be felling but chose not to care, he could fell his self fading away, as if something was coming over him, pulling him, it felt exhilarating. There was a shaky hand on his shoulder, it was Hermione's, She must be frightened thought Harry.
As Harry's mind swayed in and out of animosity, the voices in the kitchen had become loud with anger and postulation: apparently Lupin was arguing with Ron about the state of the situation, Ron wanted to take Harry into Ottery st. Cather pole for some fresh air, claiming the cluttered burrow was causing him to go nutty. But Lupin was adamant about Harry staying put, even if the situation was uncomfortable and tense, it was better then revealing himself to the Dark Lord who surely knew where he was, and was waiting for Harry to slip up.
"So William what it gonna be? I want ask a third time" questioned Harry in a threatening tone ,while taking of his glasses to clean the lins with his shirt only to throw them across the room, at that moment his hair began to stand up and the grin on his face turned feral . Everyone fell silent again but this time all eyes was on Bill, it's almost as if they were afraid to look at Harry any longer. " We'll see how "Libby" likes that pretty face when I'm done with it mate" laughed Harry hysterically while walking to the door.
" Let me get that for you" replied Bill taking a deep breath and then exhaling while standing to his feet, Finally, referring to the door, the expression on his face in a grave state.
"Why thanks Bill, your such a gentlemen, this must do wonder's for the ladies ayy."
"WAIT!" Bellowed Ron. "please don't do this."
"Yes Harry this is foolish, don't be a prat" Screamed Hermione.
"I'll be what ever I like 'mione, besides if it was you I would have killed him where he sat" revealed Harry turning around to stare at Hermione's brown eyes which begin to tear up at this declaration of loyalty. He then let his eyes fall back on bills which publicized muddled deliberation. Harry knew Bill wasn't a coward, he knew Bill would except, honestly Harry figured after this he'd lose them all, they would all call him mad and want nothing to do with him. These thoughts were scary, but for some reason he couldn't help but laugh, so what! Who needed them anyway, he was born alone and sure to die alone, the only thing that mattered is what he stood for in between.
Mrs. Weasley was crying as Harry turned around waiting for Bill to take his position on the very grassy plain they all had just rejoice'd in dance and celebration on for his birthday, less then an hour ago, Harry could still smell the gun powder, it was only a nano-second but harry wonder how the twins fused these chemicals with magic, its probably why there fire works was more entertaining then others, misunderstood genius really. Mr. Weasley looked as if he wanted to pull what little hair he had left from his head, Lupin walked over to Harry while every one else stood on the other side, Bill's side, revealing face's of shock and terror.
"To…the death?" Asked Bill in a sorrowful voice, shutting his eyes at the whimpers of his mother and sister. Harry could see Hermione holding Ron and the twins face hardened in disbelief, Hagrid was still trying to exit the kitchen with out hitting his head, and Tonks was crouching on the floor as if preparing her self for stray spells, Harry noticed Neville Holding Ginny back, the anger in him burned like the sun in summer.
"No..I could never do that to your mother William,lets say... first to draw blood from the torso." Hissed Harry Hatred laced in every letter of every word. Bill nodded in agreement. " Now bow" demanded Harry as he himself bowed while twirling his arm imitating Gilderoy Lockhart. Bill did as he was told and then the both waited for the other to attack, "I challenged you first it only stands to reason I allow you the first try at submission through bloody means William"
So be it child" grunted Bill, Harry's taunts Beginning to take there toll, as he sent a stunner Harry's way.
Harry side stepped, and ebbed from it with ease, and in a continues motion lowered his arm and proceeded forward laughing, bill sent another stunner Harry parried it and continued walking towards bill with boastful arrogance. Bill, now angry sent a spell at Harry which cut his upper arm, this did not deter, daunt or frighten him. Indeed he giggled as if it tickled, Bill stopped momentarily as he watched the gash on Harry's shoulder produce blood which ran like a river down his arm, obviously regretting it immediately.
"Tsk tsk William is that all" mocked Harry while continuing to walk forward, bill begin to back away. This angered Harry for some reason. "Please don't be scared of me". Harry then screamed "LUMOS MAXIMAS." Blinding Bill who then cast a PROTEGO shield protecting his eyes from the close rays of light.
Harry then cast an AGUMENTE to saturate the ground around Bill as he was trying to back away momentarily blind, which caused him to fall clumsily While he lay on the ground, Harry stood over him, but before he could cast a spell…
"DEPULSO!"
Bill sent Harry flying across the field as he got to his feet and begin running after him to gain momentum in there duel. But when Bill got to where he knew Harry to be, he was no where to be found, obviously he had disillusioned himself, Harry was a great duelist no wonder it was so difficult for the Dark lord to kill him thought Bill, with something akin to pride and respect.
"FLIPENDO!" Screamed Harry still lying on the ground hiding behind his disillusioned spell after Bill sent him flying with is DEPULSO, the spell Harry cast pushed Bill down to the earth with great force, Harry sprang to his feet and sent a stunner to Bill who blocked it with a PROTEGO.
Harry continues to send Stunners to weaken his shield and Resolve, Bill uses his back and legs to scoot away and shield at the same time. Bill then cast a shield which reflects his spell and causes Harry to break momentum and jump out of the way.
Bill hoped up and sent a stunner Harry's way, which he eluded easily. "Not bad William, this is fun actually I-" Harry stopped his ridicule as he notices Fleur, no longer in her Animagus form, standing in the doorway next to Gabrielle, the light from the kitchen shining behind her slender curves, so all Harry and Bill could see from their distance is her beautiful silhouette.
"Zop zis 'Arry, you don't need do zis, pleassee 'Aarry, I no longer care zee? I am no longer crying over a boy 'Arry!" Screamed Fleur from across the field. Harry smiled unwittingly lowering his guard, leaving Bill with a wide open stunner, but instead Bill decided to use some thing else, something more..something to reflect his new found anger, and passion obviously Fleur still meant something to him.
Arrows shot from Bill's wand, one pierced Harry in the leg and another grazed his neck, drawing more blood. Harry fell and screamed, he could hear gasp from everyone and even hear his name being hollered by multiple voices, but pain silenced them all. His sixth sense must have been sensitive: because Harry rolled to the right just in time to avoid a stunner, he then fired a "FUMOS DOU" causing a huge cloud of grey smoke to engulf he and Bill. Harry capitalized on this opportunity to remove the arrow from his leg. Bill cleared the smoke with out an incantation.
Everyone was quit as they watched bill's long red tendrils swing back and forth as he searched and surveyed the field for the elusive Harry Potter. Bill waited for him to reveal his self, a shield spell on the tip of his tongue. "Hey" whispered Harry. Bill looked up, and noticed Harry used a hovering charm on his self.
"ICIRCUMFLEX!" Yelled Harry slashing Bill across his chest, no one would ever know this but he tried his best to avoid his face, blood spurting everywhere, as he fell to the ground. Screams where heard as well as running foot steps. Harry ended the hovering charm and let his self fall to earth, even when he landed on his injured leg, he didn't falter nor whimper, he stood up straight made his way to Bill stood over his gasping body as he choked on his own blood and cast a spell on him with out a verbal incantation.
"NO! Harry! Please stop! It's over, it's over!" screamed Mrs. Weasley as she ran to her sons side. Harry begin limping away, Ron ran passed him, as did Hermione and everyone else as they ran to Bills side…even Fleur. As Harry walked into Ron's room he begin to wave his wand preparing to pack his things. Hedwig began hooting in her cage as if she knew what had happened .
"How is it I always forget I can count on you to be on my side no matter what girl?" Said Harry as he limped across the room and feed her some conjured owl pellets. Everyone was inside the house from the sounds of things: Whispering could be heard from downstairs, he could have eavesdropped but he honestly didn't care. He gathered his things imitated the spell Lupin used to shrink his luggage at Private Dr. to success and lowered Hedwig's cage out the window and to the earth, he grabbed his sheep wool/dragon skin cloak placed the hood over his head and jumped out the window .
It was still dark, meaning it was very dangerous to be out, it was death eater hour. Didn't' matter to Harry, he'd rather be anywhere but the burrow at the moment, which felt weird since it was his second favorite place after Hogwarts. He made his way to town Ottery st. Catchpole.
"Going somewhere chosen one" came a soft male voice from the darkness of the street which wasn't illuminated by the light pole Harry was standing under , Harry turned around, wand drawn, adrenaline still rushing from his duel with Bill. How did this person know who he was? He was wearing the cloak Lupin gave him, it fit him perfect, but the hood was designed to hide faces and Harry knew no one could see his face, especially from that distance, especially from behind him.
"Whose there?! Show your self or prepare to die a slow death" spat Harry, murderous intent evident in his words. The soft voice only laughed and began to whistle a sad ballad. Harry still couldn't see him, but he could here his whistling coming closer and closer. Harry's hand began to sweat, he dropped Hedwig's cage, to her screeching displeasure,Harry's anxiety was getting the better of him, was it a death eater?
"Some where in the water, I see it swimming, where is my mind…where is my mind"
Then a shape was visible as it walked into the light. It was, the kid with the weird hair Harry knew from the shed behind the burrow, he, Ron and Hermione had seen him later that morning. Harry's curiosity was really rallying now, who was this git, why was he following him?
He removed a cigarette from a pack and instead of using his wand, this time he snapped his finger, and the end of it spontaneously caught a fire.
"You do realize that death eaters are waiting for you in every inn in every village in the European wizarding world, hoping you do what your doing right now? No to mention much darker entities." announced the Kid with the wicked hair. He looked at Harry and smiled, no he wasn't looking at Harry, he was looking past him.
"Speak of the devil and he appears before you in flames ans such" acknowledge the kid taking a long drag before he flicked his cigarette to the floor and put it out with his foot, while looking at the dark figures accumulating around them. Harry, begin to back into the light pole his wand posted before him, he laughed to himself, it turns out he wasn't the only one who thought mortal peril was funny, the kid was giggling as well.
"Well tonight is as good as night as any to die I suppose"
"Indeed" replied Harry.
"Potter I'm going to get you came a voice behind a skull mask"
"What are you waiting for an invitation?" Laughed Harry quite phony, his heart in his stomach.
A green spell was coming, but before it got to Harry, it's desired destination, something grabbed his arm. And he could fell this sick sensation as if he was being pulled through a tube by force, the ground beneath him was gone, he couldn't tell which way was up or down or sideways, his sense of balance was shot to shit. It stopped almost as soon as it started and he found him self face down on the street, no the carpet. The carpet?! Harry's body was retching, but it wouldn't vomit, what ever happened just know his physical vessel wasn't fond of it, that much was certain.
"Who iz zis Auriel?" Questioned a masculine French voice. "Iz Zis the chosen one?"
"Why must you ask question you already know the answer too, sheesh. I'm tired, I'm going to bed" reveled the kid who's name is apparently "Auriel". Harry was still dizzy but he noticed he was in a room of pearl white with huge windows which exposed tree's swaying outside in the night air. Sitting in a chair in the middle of the room next to Harry, was a man with glasses and a blanket over his lap, reading a ancient looking book, that looked as if it was about to fall apart, with long blond hair. The carpet looked as if it belong in a Roman Catholic church, as did the painting's on the ceilings, and sculptures that aligned the walls.
"Where…" Began Harry gawking at the scenery he found himself in, he heard the door shut, apparently Auriel had just left the room, Harry finally stood up and looked about the room it was…beautiful. He could hear Hedwig screeching in hear cage, he was so distracted by what he was seeing, he hadn't noticed someone had let her out, and she was perched on his shoulder until she begin nipping at his ear. Harry Finally turned to the stranger, and asked who exactly was he.
"I am Maxi Delacour, welcome to my humble abode, and you are zee famous 'Arry Potair, no?"