Post by James "Bankotsu" Collins on Oct 20, 2007 16:09:46 GMT -5
Basically this is set straight after Deathly Hallows ;D
Chapter 1: Gifts of Learning
Harry Potter was laying down on his four poster bed asleep, it was the evening of the day when he finally defeated Voldemort forever, never again would the Dark lord threaten the lives of those who he cared for, however even so Harry was uneasy, as some of Voldemort’s followers, some as evil and twisted as himself, were hiding away in the deep places of the world. Harry felt a figure shake him a little and he opened his eyes a once, he grabbed his glasses and put them on, standing there was Mr Weasley ‘‘we need you Harry’’
‘‘why what’s happened?’’ said Harry suddenly alert
‘‘nothing serious, its just…Dumbledore’s portrait wishes for you to come to his office’’ said Mr Weasley, Harry nodded and quickly got up, he was still wearing his robes that he wore when he defeated Voldemort.
A few minutes later they arrived at Dumbledore’s old office, stepped over the still broken gargoyle, ‘‘still crumbling here’’ it said weakly, and went up the spiral staircase, to find Professor McGonagall, Kingsley Shacklebolt and Harry’s two best friends Ron and Hermione already there
‘‘ah Potter’’ said Professor McGonagall ‘‘he says he wants you in one at a time, starting with you Mrs Granger’’
‘‘m…me’’ said Hermione weakly
‘‘probably wants to thank you, go on Hermione’’ said Ron and she nodded, she opened the door and walked inside, the door closed automatically.
As she walked in Hermione noticed all the tiny silver instruments emitting puffs of smoke from the spindle legged tables dotted around the place, she also saw a bird the size of a swan sitting on a golden perch nearby ‘‘a Phoenix, you must be Fawkes’’ said Hermione in awe
‘‘hello Hermione’’ came a familiar voice and she spun around, Dumbledore was smiling from his portrait above the Headmaster’s chair
‘‘hello…professor’’ said Hermione a little bit worried
‘‘Please Hermione call me Albus, my time as Headmaster ended last year. I wanted to personally thank you for what you did, if it wasn’t for you, I doubt this stunning adventure would not come to this outcome’’
‘‘but...I didn’t do…anything’’ blustered Hermione
‘‘You helped out more than you believe Hermione, you saved your friends from many dangerous encounters because of your great intellect and in that you show yourself as a gifted and powerful witch’’ said Dumbledore smiling and Hermione blushed ‘‘and because of this I leave to you a couple of gifts’’
‘‘what?’’ said Hermione shocked
‘‘on the table my dear’’ said Dumbledore and he waved his hand at the desk, sitting there were three books and two items, a silvery white broomstick that seemed to hover a little above the desk and a large black orb that seemed to have blue smoke swirling around inside of it ‘‘your gift is that of the orb, I call it the scryrory, it is an ancient art that is hardly used anymore, but no doubt it will be of use, just hold onto it and think of what you wish to see, and it will appear in the orb, however remember this, you can only see stuff that you have seen before, if not it will not appear’’ Dumbledore smiled as Hermione looked aghast at the gift
‘‘but this gift…its so…’’
‘‘it will be useful in later life’’ said Dumbledore ‘‘also I would like you to take one of those books, I think one of them will appeal to you in particular’’ he ended smiling, Hermione looked at the three books, they all had the same title
The true spells and Arts of Magic by Albus Dumbledore
Hermione looked and saw one of the books and it seemed glossy and brand new, as if it never been touched, Hermione liked the look of it, when suddenly it jumped into her arms ‘‘I think it likes you’’ said Dumbledore as Hermione almost screamed, but then both she and Dumbledore laughed
‘‘thank you’’ she said
‘‘no problem my dear, may you send Mr Weasley in please’’ said Dumbledore and with that, Hermione walked out of the office.
As she walked out Ron ran up to her ‘‘what did he say?’’ said Ron
‘‘he wants you next Ron’’ said Hermione smiling and she walked away a little to join Harry and the others, he gulped and walked through the open office door, which again closed as he entered
‘‘I am sorry Ron’’ said Dumbledore heavily
‘‘what do you mean Professor’’ said Ron confused
‘‘please call me Albus, I am sorry for Fred’s death, he was a great wizard and a wonderful person who will be missed, especially by me and the other members of the Order’’ said Dumbledore, still clearly upset
‘‘he chose to fight…Albus’’ said Ron carefully ‘‘he wanted to protect this school’’
‘‘and he did so brilliantly’’ said Dumbledore ‘‘there are things I wish to give you Ron’’
‘‘me?’’ said Ron shocked
‘‘yes, I feel that you earned these’’ and Dumbledore waved a hand to his front desk, Ron looked immediately at the broomstick
‘‘wow’’
‘‘that is a Silver Arrow, the last of its kind, and a marvellous broomstick, one that would rival a Firebolt, I had it for many years but after a while I grew out of it, I feel that you however would like it more, it is yours’’
‘‘thank…thank you sir’’ said Ron in awe and he felt the broomstick in his hands, it felt so light, lighter than even the Firebolt
‘‘also one of those books is yours, I think one in particular wishes to join you’’ and indeed one of the books, which was weather-beaten and looked as if it was second-hand was itching to grab hold of Ron, he inched carefully over and it hugged him like a small child
‘‘cute little fellar’’ said Ron chuckling
‘‘that book I made myself, you need only think of the subject you wish to learn about and the book will become it, it is made up of many spells that I had learned in my school days that the Ministry feel was too much to teach younger students, they will be almost invaluable in your quest as an Auror’’
‘‘you mean…I could be like you?’’ said Ron shocked, Dumbledore smiled and said
‘‘yes, you can if you learn them, im sure you will find this book interesting, now if you can please send Harry in’’ said Dumbledore, Ron gave one last smile to Dumbledore, which he returned and Ron rushed out of the room.
‘‘Harry its your turn, oh and call him Albus, he seems to prefer it’’ said Ron and he moved to join Hermione, Harry smiled and walked into the office, it burst into tumultuous applause as he entered
‘‘Harry my boy’’ cried Dumbledore ‘‘well done on what you did, you were brilliant, well done’’
‘‘may I ask a question Albus?’’ said Harry as he looked around the portraits
‘‘of course my boy ask away’’ said Dumbledore beaming
‘‘where is Snape’s portrait’’ said Harry and Dumbledore’s smile fell
‘‘he cannot join us Harry, he did abandon the post upon his death and because of this he cannot become a portrait’’
‘‘but that isn’t fair’’ cried Harry and some of the portraits, including the portrait of Phinius Nigellas ‘‘he was still Headmaster and probably one of the bravest men anyone knew for what he did, he should become a portrait’’ said Harry angry and Dumbledore smiled
‘‘thank you for saying that Harry’’ said Dumbledore and suddenly, as if by its on accord, his portrait started to move to the side of the wall, still behind the Head teachers desk but to the left side, while a green light appeared from a small nook in the wall and suddenly, a portrait appeared there, there was no mistaking it, it was Severus Snape alright, he was sleeping
‘‘he will be asleep for a while im afraid, it takes about twelve hours till you get used to it’’ said Dumbledore and he turned smiling to Harry ‘‘on my desk is the last of the books I also gave to Hermione and Ron, take it, its yours’’ the book looked at Harry for a second and jumped into his arms, Harry smiled and started to walk away ‘‘there is one more gift to give to you Harry’’ said Dumbledore and he gave a strange whistle, Fawkes flew off its perch and landed on Harry shoulder
‘‘hello Fawkes’’ said Harry smiling
‘‘he will be your new pet and friend, I could never replace Hedwig for you, but im sure Fawkes will look after you’’ said Dumbledore
‘‘thank you’’ said Harry and he stroked Fawkes, Fawkes nuzzled up to Harry and he chuckled, Dumbledore clapped three times and the golden perch started to bend and buckle, until it was just a golden orb on the ground ‘‘that’s easier to carry’’ said Harry smiling and Dumbledore smiled as well
‘‘clap three times again and it will open up again’’ said Dumbledore smiling, Harry couldn’t think of any other words except
‘‘thank you Albus’’
‘‘don’t mention it my boy, now you must be off, you need to spend time with your friends and celebrate’’ and with that, Harry walked out of the office, feeling the happiest man alive in the world.
Chapter 1: Gifts of Learning
Harry Potter was laying down on his four poster bed asleep, it was the evening of the day when he finally defeated Voldemort forever, never again would the Dark lord threaten the lives of those who he cared for, however even so Harry was uneasy, as some of Voldemort’s followers, some as evil and twisted as himself, were hiding away in the deep places of the world. Harry felt a figure shake him a little and he opened his eyes a once, he grabbed his glasses and put them on, standing there was Mr Weasley ‘‘we need you Harry’’
‘‘why what’s happened?’’ said Harry suddenly alert
‘‘nothing serious, its just…Dumbledore’s portrait wishes for you to come to his office’’ said Mr Weasley, Harry nodded and quickly got up, he was still wearing his robes that he wore when he defeated Voldemort.
A few minutes later they arrived at Dumbledore’s old office, stepped over the still broken gargoyle, ‘‘still crumbling here’’ it said weakly, and went up the spiral staircase, to find Professor McGonagall, Kingsley Shacklebolt and Harry’s two best friends Ron and Hermione already there
‘‘ah Potter’’ said Professor McGonagall ‘‘he says he wants you in one at a time, starting with you Mrs Granger’’
‘‘m…me’’ said Hermione weakly
‘‘probably wants to thank you, go on Hermione’’ said Ron and she nodded, she opened the door and walked inside, the door closed automatically.
As she walked in Hermione noticed all the tiny silver instruments emitting puffs of smoke from the spindle legged tables dotted around the place, she also saw a bird the size of a swan sitting on a golden perch nearby ‘‘a Phoenix, you must be Fawkes’’ said Hermione in awe
‘‘hello Hermione’’ came a familiar voice and she spun around, Dumbledore was smiling from his portrait above the Headmaster’s chair
‘‘hello…professor’’ said Hermione a little bit worried
‘‘Please Hermione call me Albus, my time as Headmaster ended last year. I wanted to personally thank you for what you did, if it wasn’t for you, I doubt this stunning adventure would not come to this outcome’’
‘‘but...I didn’t do…anything’’ blustered Hermione
‘‘You helped out more than you believe Hermione, you saved your friends from many dangerous encounters because of your great intellect and in that you show yourself as a gifted and powerful witch’’ said Dumbledore smiling and Hermione blushed ‘‘and because of this I leave to you a couple of gifts’’
‘‘what?’’ said Hermione shocked
‘‘on the table my dear’’ said Dumbledore and he waved his hand at the desk, sitting there were three books and two items, a silvery white broomstick that seemed to hover a little above the desk and a large black orb that seemed to have blue smoke swirling around inside of it ‘‘your gift is that of the orb, I call it the scryrory, it is an ancient art that is hardly used anymore, but no doubt it will be of use, just hold onto it and think of what you wish to see, and it will appear in the orb, however remember this, you can only see stuff that you have seen before, if not it will not appear’’ Dumbledore smiled as Hermione looked aghast at the gift
‘‘but this gift…its so…’’
‘‘it will be useful in later life’’ said Dumbledore ‘‘also I would like you to take one of those books, I think one of them will appeal to you in particular’’ he ended smiling, Hermione looked at the three books, they all had the same title
The true spells and Arts of Magic by Albus Dumbledore
Hermione looked and saw one of the books and it seemed glossy and brand new, as if it never been touched, Hermione liked the look of it, when suddenly it jumped into her arms ‘‘I think it likes you’’ said Dumbledore as Hermione almost screamed, but then both she and Dumbledore laughed
‘‘thank you’’ she said
‘‘no problem my dear, may you send Mr Weasley in please’’ said Dumbledore and with that, Hermione walked out of the office.
As she walked out Ron ran up to her ‘‘what did he say?’’ said Ron
‘‘he wants you next Ron’’ said Hermione smiling and she walked away a little to join Harry and the others, he gulped and walked through the open office door, which again closed as he entered
‘‘I am sorry Ron’’ said Dumbledore heavily
‘‘what do you mean Professor’’ said Ron confused
‘‘please call me Albus, I am sorry for Fred’s death, he was a great wizard and a wonderful person who will be missed, especially by me and the other members of the Order’’ said Dumbledore, still clearly upset
‘‘he chose to fight…Albus’’ said Ron carefully ‘‘he wanted to protect this school’’
‘‘and he did so brilliantly’’ said Dumbledore ‘‘there are things I wish to give you Ron’’
‘‘me?’’ said Ron shocked
‘‘yes, I feel that you earned these’’ and Dumbledore waved a hand to his front desk, Ron looked immediately at the broomstick
‘‘wow’’
‘‘that is a Silver Arrow, the last of its kind, and a marvellous broomstick, one that would rival a Firebolt, I had it for many years but after a while I grew out of it, I feel that you however would like it more, it is yours’’
‘‘thank…thank you sir’’ said Ron in awe and he felt the broomstick in his hands, it felt so light, lighter than even the Firebolt
‘‘also one of those books is yours, I think one in particular wishes to join you’’ and indeed one of the books, which was weather-beaten and looked as if it was second-hand was itching to grab hold of Ron, he inched carefully over and it hugged him like a small child
‘‘cute little fellar’’ said Ron chuckling
‘‘that book I made myself, you need only think of the subject you wish to learn about and the book will become it, it is made up of many spells that I had learned in my school days that the Ministry feel was too much to teach younger students, they will be almost invaluable in your quest as an Auror’’
‘‘you mean…I could be like you?’’ said Ron shocked, Dumbledore smiled and said
‘‘yes, you can if you learn them, im sure you will find this book interesting, now if you can please send Harry in’’ said Dumbledore, Ron gave one last smile to Dumbledore, which he returned and Ron rushed out of the room.
‘‘Harry its your turn, oh and call him Albus, he seems to prefer it’’ said Ron and he moved to join Hermione, Harry smiled and walked into the office, it burst into tumultuous applause as he entered
‘‘Harry my boy’’ cried Dumbledore ‘‘well done on what you did, you were brilliant, well done’’
‘‘may I ask a question Albus?’’ said Harry as he looked around the portraits
‘‘of course my boy ask away’’ said Dumbledore beaming
‘‘where is Snape’s portrait’’ said Harry and Dumbledore’s smile fell
‘‘he cannot join us Harry, he did abandon the post upon his death and because of this he cannot become a portrait’’
‘‘but that isn’t fair’’ cried Harry and some of the portraits, including the portrait of Phinius Nigellas ‘‘he was still Headmaster and probably one of the bravest men anyone knew for what he did, he should become a portrait’’ said Harry angry and Dumbledore smiled
‘‘thank you for saying that Harry’’ said Dumbledore and suddenly, as if by its on accord, his portrait started to move to the side of the wall, still behind the Head teachers desk but to the left side, while a green light appeared from a small nook in the wall and suddenly, a portrait appeared there, there was no mistaking it, it was Severus Snape alright, he was sleeping
‘‘he will be asleep for a while im afraid, it takes about twelve hours till you get used to it’’ said Dumbledore and he turned smiling to Harry ‘‘on my desk is the last of the books I also gave to Hermione and Ron, take it, its yours’’ the book looked at Harry for a second and jumped into his arms, Harry smiled and started to walk away ‘‘there is one more gift to give to you Harry’’ said Dumbledore and he gave a strange whistle, Fawkes flew off its perch and landed on Harry shoulder
‘‘hello Fawkes’’ said Harry smiling
‘‘he will be your new pet and friend, I could never replace Hedwig for you, but im sure Fawkes will look after you’’ said Dumbledore
‘‘thank you’’ said Harry and he stroked Fawkes, Fawkes nuzzled up to Harry and he chuckled, Dumbledore clapped three times and the golden perch started to bend and buckle, until it was just a golden orb on the ground ‘‘that’s easier to carry’’ said Harry smiling and Dumbledore smiled as well
‘‘clap three times again and it will open up again’’ said Dumbledore smiling, Harry couldn’t think of any other words except
‘‘thank you Albus’’
‘‘don’t mention it my boy, now you must be off, you need to spend time with your friends and celebrate’’ and with that, Harry walked out of the office, feeling the happiest man alive in the world.
