harry potter and the phoenix feather

during revision and exams at my school me and my mates always write a story to take our minds of them. they're usually funny but we decided to wirte the 7th book this year - anyway i'll update this as we write it. if you have any questions jst post or owl me - but remeber the actually story will only be the bits posted by me!!! lol

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Harry lay awake watching the street lamp outside his bedroom window flicker and go out. Rolling over, he glanced at his clock, he was seventeen! He smiled to himself, noone could tell him what to do anymore, he was of age, and with that he fell asleep.
Harry drifted into an uneasy sleep. He dreamt he was in a big round room, he had been there before but he couldn't remember when. He heard his voice come out, high and cold, he was commanding a quivering, short, stout man.
"I am very diasppointed in you, Wormtail," said the cold voice proceeding from Harry's mouth.
The man called Wormtail staggered forward to Harry's feet, he was shaking.
"Please, master!" he shuddered.
"You will find the boy for me, he is near. You will find him and bring him to me. Go now! I do not wish to see you againuntil you have him with you. He is of age, the protection of his aunt will be meaningless. Dumbledore's old magic is useless."
Harry could feel the shaking figure on his feet, and awoke, but it wasn't Wormtail shaking but himself. He felt a searing pain across his scar and was hit by a sudden realisation. Dumbledore had told to stay with Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia until he came of age, he knew the the old magic wouldn't protect him after he cam of age. If only he could speak to Dumbledore now; he would know what to do.
But he couldn't Dumbledore was dead. He could feel his night shirt sticking to him and his forehead was wet. If he stayed he would be endangering his family, they were all he had left and Aunt Petunia had been much better to him for the last month, not exactly nice but she didn't avoid him and seemed genuinely concerned if he occassionnally touched his scar or when he didn't finish a meal.
Yes, that was it, he would go, before they woke and leave a note.
"Pack!" he murmered and a white flash rushed form his outstretched wand. All his possessions flew into his trunk and it slammed shut
"Locomotor trunk!" and the heavy trunk started its airbourne journey downstairs, but it stooped. Clamebering down, as silently as possible, carrying his firebolt and Hedwig's cage under his arm.

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"Harry?" said a high, croaky voice.
Bewildered, Hrray put down Hedwig's cage and withdrew his wand from his jeans pocket, which were atleast two sizes too big for him.
A pale, thin face placed on top of an awful lot of neck reached round the hovering trunk and stretched out a neatly wrapped parcel.
"What? O thanks Aunt Petunia," Harry took the outstretched parcel, trying very hard to control the impulse to ask if she was feeling okay.
"Happy birthday, Harry!" she said weakly and with a faint smile on her face she carried on, "send me an owl to tell me your safe."
"Err... thanks, look Aunt Petunia I'm sorry but I've got to go. Thanks for the present!"
"Bye Harry, and Harry... be careful," Petunia added.
"I will and I promise I'll write!"
Confused by Aunt Petunia's uncharacaristic behaviour, Harry threw his father's invisability cloak over himself and held out his wand hand for the Nightbus.
Immediately the Nightbus appeared and screeched to a halt.
"Hello and welcome to the Nightbus, where would you like to go tonight?"
"Stan?" asked Harry, taken a back.
"Mill! Mill! We've got Harry Potter on again. I must say Harry I never thought I'd see you again, but Dumbledore got me out in the end!"
Harry felt a sudden pang at the name - how could people throw it about so easily?
Harry gave the address of Ron's house, sat down and braced himself. He remained like that for the remainder of the very bumpy journey.
The bus arrived at 'The Burrow' and woozily Harry stood up. He stumbled off and was greeted by a procession of hugs and squeals.
"Harry, we thought you weren't coming!"
"Harry, how are you?"
"We thought you might be late!"
All the happy voices ceased when a beautiful, throaty voice said, " 'arry you are late!"
"Err, sorry Fleur," Harry stuttered.
"O, 'arry can you not take - vat is zit called - o zat is zit - a joke!"
Harry smiled easily at the vision that stood infront of him in a delicate lace wedding dress. Until he was jabbed in the ribs by something gold.
"Ginny!" they embraced arkwardly, Ginny was dressed in a beautiful gold dress.
"Harry dear, Bill and the boys are inside, Bill can't see the bride you know!"
Harry advanced inside to see a mane of suprisingly unbushy mane of brown hair darting out of site.
"Hermione?"
"Harry, is that you?"
Suddenly Hermione and Ron exploded down the stairs and threw their arms around him.

"How has it been living with your family?" asked Hermione eagerly.
"Oh it was OK. Aunt Petunaia has been treating me unusually but.."
He was cut of by the sight of Mrs Weasley bustling along.
"Oh Harry!" she cried planting a kiss on his cheek, "You look so thin, can I get you anything to eat?"
Hary began to speak but Hermione said quite suddenly, " I think Viktor has just arrived!"
Ron turned to stare at her and Hermione turned a deep shade of pink and bit her lip.
"Well, it's not like I invited him, it's Fleur who wanted all the triwizard champions together again!"
It was now Harry who turned to stare at her.
"Oh, I am sorry Harry but, well, Cedric isn't coming back and well..." she paused, "neither is Sirius or Dumbledore but we have to move on!"
But Ron didn't seem to have dwelled on the passing mention of Cedric, but concentrated on the only other remaining champion.
"Krum! Krum is coming here!" the pink had already spread to his ears.
"Ron are you okay?" Hermione asked tactlessly as Mrs Weasley pushed passed the trio.
"I'm fine," Ron replied through gritted teeth. Harry could tell Ron wantedd very badly to hit something and backed away.
Harry looked between his best friends - he hadn't anticipated this happening again. How could Fleur have been so stupid? He had much more important things to be getting on with this year without his best friends falling out again.

"Hemy-i-one!"
Ron s******ed but almost immediately turned bright red; Krum had obviously perfected the art of human transfiguration. His bushy eyebrows had retreated and his face looked generally more handsome.
Hermione avoided Viktor's expectant gaze. Sensing the tension Fleur, who had just entered with Krum said, "Gabrielle needs some 'elp with 'er 'air 'ermione. Zat is okay, non?"
Hermione gave a forcedly sweet smile and replied, "oui," and marched off.
"Boys, it iz necessary zat we talk," Ron stepped forward proudly but after ushering Krum and Harry into the dining room slammed the door in his face.

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Viktor settled himself at the table and began to unravel some rolls of parchment he had withdrawn from is bag.
Bewildered, Harry turrned to Felur."You are not ze only one zat knows about 'orcruxes 'arry," Fleur said blatantly.

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Harry turned back to Krum who began to speak in a low husky voice.
"Since Karkaroff came to Durmstrung he took it upon himself to teach all his students the darkest of all magic. That ofcourse meant horcruxes, that is to say a piece of a wizards soul entombed inside an object. I began to learn more about them in my seventh year but my lessons were ofcourse interrupted by the triwizard tournement. And yet Karkaroff hinted at as by saying that only the greatest, darkest wizard would ever make a horcrux. After his return to power I continued to write to Hermy - i - one, and once I was sure I could trust her I told her this summer and she said I should meet her here!"
CRACK!

There was a clunk and a flesh coloured string retreated from under the door.
"Ron, come in!" Harry said, and then added to Fleur and Krum, "It's all right he knows about the horcruxes."
Krum looked indignant and withdrew into himself a bit, he had obviously felt important knowing about horcruxes, but if Hermy - i - one's over 'suitor' knew about them, well ...
Ron stormed in, very red in the face, and shouted, "how do we know we can trust you?"
"Red does not suit you, zit contradicts your frecklies!" Fleur interupted.
Ron stared her straight in the face and then collapsed at the table.
Fleur coughed loudly and began to unravel the parchment. She tapped each one with her wand and ink began to seep out of the parchment and from a series of lines.
Haryy studied them carefully; there were three maps and one sheet of blank parchment.

Harry put the three maps together and muttered, "reparo". They merged together magically; and a message came out of the paper, ' the three lost worlds.'

Ron edged forward to see what was written there.
"Romania; Charlie works there!" Ron gasped.
"Romania, Bulgaria and ... ALBANIA! Are you saying..?" Ron added
"A horcrux is in Albania. Ofcourse!" Harry almost kicked himself, "but Ron and Hermione can't come with me," Harry announced, but Ron looked outraged. "You can't!" Harry pleaded, "you have to go back to school - a fat lot of use we'll be against Voldemort," Ron and Krum flinched but Fleur stood frim, "yes, VOL-DE-MORT," HArry repeated, "three unqualified wizards! And Fleu you'll be on honeymoon so ... I'll have to go with you Viktor"
"What? No way! We're going with you Harry!" the door had banged open and Hermione stood, framed against the light from the hall, holding the extendable ear Ron had dropped.
Ron couldn't help but laugh, he whistled in a most Fred and George like way and said, " extendable ears Hermione!" and tutted disdainfully before bursting into hysterics.
Both Hermione and Krum frowned down at him and he sobered up quickly.
"Well zit is settled zen, Viktor, 'ermione and ... 'im," she said pointing at Ron, "vill accompany 'arry to Bulgaria and zen Albania. Whereas Bill and moi will be 'oneymooning in Romania, and ve can pick up Charlie on ze way, 'e vill be leaving tonight."
Harry stared at her this was a plan he had planned to do alone.
But he did not have long to think.

There was a gasp from the doorway; Luna and Neville stood astounded. Well, Neville was astounded, Luna simply said, "my dad says Professor Slughorn has a horcrux; that's why you-know-who wanted him so badly!"
Hermione snorted but Neville whimpered, "my great uncle Archie wouldn't tell what a horcrux was, he said it was to evil! I bet you Snape has one!"
HArry looked between them; had everyone known about horcruxes before him?
"Harry haven't you been reading the Quibbler? There was an article about Slughorn having a horcrux, but doubt anyone listened to it!"
"Excuse me! My dad wrote that!" Luna said dreamily.
"What!? Don't they understand Voldemort can't even know we know about them!" Harry was outraged.
"But Harry, don't you realise - Voldemort underestamates the power of youth; you remeber lasat year in the boat? He won't expect us do it without Dumbledore; he thinks he's won all he needs now is to kill you!"
Hermione said this so frankly that Harry shuddered. Everyone else stared at her, apart from Luna who had already left the room.
"Just luk at za time; zis 'as gone on too long. I 'ave to prepare, zee you after za wedding; 'ermione go find Ginny!" and with that Fleur marched away.

Ron led Harry upstairs after everyone else had left apart from Krum, who they left in the dining room. When the door closed behind them Ron mutterd "colloportus" at the keyhole.
"You never know; he so slow we might have left before he even tries using alohamora!" Ron began to s****** and Harry couldn't help laughing.

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Harry sat with Hermione, FRed, George and Mr and Mrs Weasly at the wedding. the bridesmaids were dressed in perfect gold dresses, and Harry couldn't help but notice how stunning Ginny looked, Ron ( who was the page boy) wore the new dress robes Fred and George had bought for him, and Bill and Charlie (his best man) wore modest black dress robes. But by far the most breathtaking was Fleur. She was clothed in the same simple white, lace gown as before but now she seemed to be positively floating and was bathed in a gorgeous shining light which illuminated all her remarkable features.
"My best 'deae adoratum' charm yet, if I do say so!" Mr Weasley whispered to Harry.
Half way through the service Harry heard a loud sob a few rows back. Hagrid sat crying loudly in the back row into Grawp's shoulder who was also weeping excessively loudly. Madame Maxime sat on the other side of Hagrid and seemed terribly embarrassed. Suddenly Hagrid blew his nose so noisely that noone could hear Bill say 'I do'!"
"Isn't it bootiful!" he sobbed as he walked out of the magically enlarged marquee in the back garden of the Burrow, half an hour later. But a scream from ahead silenced him.

"Neville! No..!" a tearjerking scream came from behind them and a sheet of light blonde hair came flying past them. Luna was following the sound of Neville's scream's.
Harry began to chase her, and in a glade of trees behind the Burrow Neville law clutching his head in pain, with a hooded figure stood triumphantly above him.
"Ahh ickle baby Potter cmae," said a throaty, hoarse voice, and Bellatrix Lestrange removed her hood.
Both Harry and Luna were shaking with anger, but it was luna who spoke first in a voice completely unlike her own, "take that curse of him, you, you ..."

But Bellatrix didn't laugh and stepped away from Neville, "is that what you want? To save your worthless boyfriend, and give me Potter?" Neville went bright red but Luna didn't flinch. "I see, well you little girl would rather sasve your stupid, little sweetheart," Luna began to shake with fury, " than the famous, ickle Harry Potter, well then getb ready to join your precious Siri..."
But Bellatrix never finished as, without exchanging glances, Harry, Neville and Luna all shouted "Avada Kedabra".

Harry, Nevill and Luna all shrank back, they had..., none of them could bring themselves to even think it. But they didn't have much time to gather themselves as a figure came strutting out from the cover of the trees clapping mockingly.
Neville positively screamed when he realised who it was and Harry raised his wand so fats that it was blurred. Whereas Luna just looked blearily up at the looming figure of Severus Snape.
"What did I tell you Potter? No unforgivables!"
Harry had already killed Bellatrix Lastrange that day and he was prepared to doi the same to Snape.
"Avada ked..."
"NO UNFORGIVABLES!" Snape shouted, "it seems your talent at taking hints is as non existant as your talent at making them!"
Harry though back to his fifth year at Hogwarts, personally he thought his spontaneous hint about Sirius being at the ministry was veryb clever; Dumbledore had agreed, he was sure of it, but Dumbledore wasn't here because of Snape and Snape deserved to die.

But it was Luna who once again spoke first, however this time it was light and airy as usual, "Professor Snape, my dad found Professor Dumbledore with a tame tribe of crumple horned snorcax in Norway this Summer!"
"Lovegood, if I wanted your crazy theories I would ask for them now be quiet!"
HArry turned to stare at Luna, Snape took his chance and shouted "expelliarmus".
Harry was pushed backwards and his wand flew out of his hand.
"Now Potter listen. "Petrificus Totalus!" Snape has spun around and pointed his wand at Neville who had been creeping towards the wand that he had dropped when Bellatrix had cruciatused him. Luna simply sat staring into space, back to her usual self.

"Potter, pay attention! As she says Dumbledore is safe and well in Norway. When I supposedly killed Dumbledore I non-verbally cast 'expelliarmus', if you had concentrated in my classes last year you would have jnown that non-verbal spells have a higher priority than sopken in cantations. Also you would know that the killing curse simply wipes the life of a person whereas 'expelliarmus' throws a victim backwards and disarms them. Professor |dumbledore transfigured his dead body as he was fallling and apparated to Grimmauld Place, and from there went into hiding."
"Why should I believe you? Anyway we just killed Bellatrix Lestrange! What could stop us from killing you?" HArry couldn't quite believe himself, he was almost daring, wishing Snape to contridict him.
"Indidgnant, Potter! It was I who killed Bellatrix Lestrange; I have been waiting for such a long time to do that whilst maintaining my alial with the Dark Lord, he will take this loss hard!"
"You nothing of it Snape! Voldemort - oh get a grip he's your boss- Vol-de-mort! doesn't love anyone, he has no friends!"
"The dark lord seeks devotion and affection; Bellatrix truly lovd the Dark Lord, whereas his other followers simply fear him. He seeks devotion!"
"Dumbledore is dead! His body bind spell was lifted when you killed him!"
"and yet Potter, at the Dark Lord's every attempt to enter your aunt's house he was not able to complete his task. Yet again Potter your incompetence at ypur studies shows. You were taught in your fourth year that a spell will last as long as the caster wishes it to, or until the counter curse is cast, or if the caster is dead!"
Harry desperately thought of anyway to contridict Snape, "You can't apparate inside Hogwarts, haave you ever read Hogwarts a History?"
Snape gave a snort of mock laughter, "I unlike you POtter have; as I have said before, you depend on the knowlodge and skill of more talented friends. Because if you had you would know the counter spell, only the caster can execute, disables all of Hogwarts protections. The same spell that he cast, as we discussed, on your entrancve to the school."
Harry couldn't decide whether to hex Snape or to apologis. He didn't need to as at that moment the glade in which they were standing was surrounded by all the members of the Order of the Phoenix, wands raised.

Offering Harry a hand, Mr Weasly revived Neville and pulled all them out of the glade. Luna simply walked out with her usual airy demeaner.
"You-you-you better be ready to er-er-er erm join her," Mr Weasleyy said almost cowering at the sight of Bellatrix's body.
Lupin was holding Harry's shoulder so hard he thought it might soon pull clean off. Harry turned to looked at his face and his thought he saw light glisten in his eye but then it was gone.