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Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (standard:fantasy, 13669 words) [1/2] show all parts | |||
Author: Gryfinndor_Girl | Updated: May 17 2002 | Views/Reads: 4145/4052 | Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
Harry Potter is starting his fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and soon finds himself mixed up in a life of secret organsations, new and mysterious characters, and death. | |||
Dedication: This story is for Queen Mab, who is my inspiration, My good friend Geri, who pushes me every time, and my brother Nick, who is my salvation, without you this would be nothing. This is for you guys! Disclaimer: I don't any of the Harry Potter characters or ideas, but the plot is my own, and the work is my own. If you are feeling generous, then id appreciate reviews, tell me what you think, and ideas for the upcoming chapters... For more Harry Potter fanfiction, check out the brilliant Mab on this site! ~*~*~ Chapter one ~*~*~ The Midnight Message The silver moonlight shone and glistened on the feathers of the large bird that was soaring through the cool midnight air. The vibrant red and orange plumage danced like flames in a fire, as the bird swooped over the rooftops of Surrey. Lower and lower it glided until it spotted its destination, a small house, its garden perfectly manicured garden with a company car gleaming in the driveway. And the great bird swooped even lower ready to relieve its burden. Meanwhile Harry Potter was dreaming, ‘Harry! Hurry up! You're late for your potion exam! He's taking a point away for every second you're late! Said a voice, as he turned around he saw his best friends Hermione and Ron, hand-in-hand walking towards him. Suddenly their faces were changing and were becoming blurry. After two or three seconds Harry realised they had changed into two people he knew vaguely– his parents. ‘Not Harry! Not Harry! Please I'll do anything' his mother shrieked. ‘Stand aside – stand aside girl' said a cold voice from behind him. Harry tossed and turned and woke with a start. Light from the street lamp outside shone through his small bedroom window. Harry was sweating and shaking. He had been having nightmares all summer, not just about his parents now, but of Cedric and his death at the end of the Triwizard tournament at his last year of Hogwarts. Whenever Harry thought of Cedric he stomach lurched, and the feeling of guilt grew inside of him. It was his fault he died, he told Cedric to take the cup, he delivered him right into the hands of Voldemort. Just then Harry heard a tapping at his bedroom window, he got up expecting to see Hedwig returning from her hunting for the night. But when he caught sight of the bird his jaw dropped open. ‘Fawkes' he breathed, unlatching the window and pulling it open for the bird to get into his room. Dumbledore's pet Phoenix flew into his room and landed on his bed. Harry sat down by the phoenix and started stroking it, the warm feel of the bird's feathers beneath his fingers and the glow that surrounded the bird, put the nightmare straight out of Harry's mind. ‘What are you doing here Fawkes?' Harry murmured as he stroked the birds scarlet feathers. As if in answer Fawkes held out its leg. His eyes fell on a scroll with spidery purple writing on. Harry relieved Fawkes of his burden, and at once the phoenix stretched out its wing and soared out the room. Harry watched the bird leave with sadness, and the room became cold and grey again, Harry missed the golden glow that Fawkes gave out. Harry pulled the red silk ribbon binding the scroll together and unrolled the parchment. At the top of the page was a crest, which depicted a phoenix rising from fire underneath it, holding a scroll in it claws. On the scroll the words ‘Lumen obscurum vinco' were written. In the very centre of the page was a small square the same size a muggle stamp. In the dim moonlight Harry could just make out a movement of colour inside it. He pulled it towards trying to make out what the picture was of. He held it closer to his face and drew it so near his nose was nearly touching Click here to read the rest of this story (7314 more lines)
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