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The Phoenix Rises	By : greenwizard11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 44621 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Harry was woken by Ron shaking him.� �Come on mate, you�ll be late for breakfast!�

Harry grumbled and rolled over onto his side.� He wasn�t all that concerned about being late
since he wasn�t going to class.� He was
going to see the midwife.� He rolled out
of bed and threw on some clothes, not really paying attention to what he was
putting on.

�Harry, it�s Monday,� Ron said, looking concerned when Harry
didn�t put on his uniform.� �You haven�t
been yourself all week.� What�s wrong?�

�Nothing,� Harry lied.�
It was scary how good he was becoming at lying to his best friends.� �I�m not going to class today.�

�Are you sick?� Draco asked, showing genuine concern too.

Harry shook his head and put on his sneakers.� �No, I�m going somewhere with my dad.�

�Where?� Ron asked.� �You didn�t say anything about going
somewhere yesterday.�

Harry didn�t answer until he was at the door.� �I�m going to get a pregnancy test,� he
blurted out and ran down the stairs.

Ron chased after him, but Draco was too shocked to move.� The blond stood there staring at the open
doorway until Ron came back.� �I couldn�t
catch him,� Ron sighed.� �Why didn�t he
tell us though?�

Hairy had just barely made it out of the portrait hole
before Ron caught him.� He honestly felt
bad about keeping Ron in the dark, but he wasn�t about to say anything to
Draco.� Hairy met his dad by the gargoyle
that guarded Dumbledore�s office.� Sirius
and Lucius were with him.

�How very convenient that the earliest appointment slot
available for Harry falls on the very morning Dumbledore asked us to take care
of the giant spider problem,� Sirius mused.

James flashed him a wicked grin.� �Isn�t it though?�

�Well come on Lucius,� Sirius
sighed.� �We might as well get an early
start.�

�I can�t go,� Lucius protested.� �I have to watch Julian.�

Sirius rolled his eyes.�
�Nice try, but Severus is watching him.�

�You can�t leave that poor man alone with two infants.� He only gave birth a few days ago.�

�He�ll be fine.� Arabella spends most of her time sleeping.�

�I� but� damn it!�

Sirius took Lucius� hand and
dragged him away.� James turned to
Harry.� �Ready to go?�

Harry nodded.� He was
as ready as he was ever going to be.� He
was a little scared about what the outcome was going to be, but knowing was
better than not knowing.�

James turned to the wall beside the gargoyle and said, �Birthday
cake.�

Harry watched in amazement as a small doorway appeared in
the wall beside the gargoyle.� Harry
followed his father up the narrow staircase inside.� At the top was an archway that led another
brightly lit hallway.�

�Go on,� James pushed Harry forward.� �I�m right behind you.�

Harry was a little nervous, but stepped through the
archway.� As he passed through the portal
it felt like ice water was trickling down his skin.� He suddenly wished that people would start
warning him about strange sensations when travelling.

When he came out on the other side he was in a stone
corridor that didn�t look much different than the hallways of Hogwarts.� To his right was a closed door, and on his
left the hallway led to a set of stairs.

James appeared beside him minutes later.� �Dad, where are we?� Harry asked.

�This is the royal palace,� James answered.� �That door is actually the king�s bedroom, so
we�re in the royal apartments.�

�Why does Dumbledore�s portal come out by the king�s
bedroom?� Harry asked curiously.�

�You probably don�t want to know,� James answered and led
Harry toward the stairs.� They came out
into what looked like a common room with plush couches and chairs, a coffee
table, and a bookshelf.� Harry wondered
if anyone minded them being there, but James walked right through the room as
if he belonged there.�

Harry followed his dad with wide eyes.� When they reached another hallway Harry
couldn�t help but think that this castle made Hogwarts look like a shabby hole
in the wall.� Sunlight streamed through
stained glass windows.� A narrow red
carpet was on the floor, and a few portraits and statues lined the walls.� These portraits didn�t move, but they were
beautiful.

James seemed to know exactly where he was going as he led
Harry through the giant maze of hallways.�
When they reached the lower floors they passed many elves that were
milling about.� Some were dressed plainly
and were no doubt servants.� Others wore
more regal attire and were probably nobility of some sort.� The guards wore armor and each carried a
weapon.

Harry kept waiting to be yelled at, but each and every one
they passed gave him a soft smile.� He
was blown away when they exited the castle through giant oak doors and went
outside.� The first thing that drew his
attention was the massive fountain on the lawn.�
In the center was an elf mounted on the back of a rearing horse. �Water poured from the horse�s mouth.� Leading up to the castle was a stone road
lined with purple rose bushes.� About
halfway up the road branched out to the left and led to another building with
high ivy covered stone walls.�

After he finished taking it all in, Harry had to run to
catch up with his dad who had kept walking toward the gate.� �What�s over there?� Harry asked, pointing to
the other building.

�The library and Academy,� James answered without even
looking at where his son was pointing.

Right before they reached the gate a sickening stench wafted
through the air.� Harry gagged and almost
threw up.� James looked up and
chuckled.� Harry looked up to see what
his dad was laughing at and had to look away.

Hanging on a pole by the gate was a rotting corpse wearing a
bowler hat.� Harry had a feeling he knew
who it was.�

There was a little plaque at the base of the pole and James
went to read it.� �Bounty collected by
Prince Azriel Vale, April 29^th 1997,� he
read out loud.� �That makes sense.�

�Why does that make sense?� Harry asked, still feeling like
he was going to be sick.

�Well, the one who brought him in was avenging his mother.�

�So that�s not Fudge?��
Harry looked up at the hanging corpse as he tried to decide whether or
not he was relieved.

�Oh, that�s Fudge all right,� James said, pulling Harry
away.� �Let�s just say you�re not as
alone as you think you are.�

Harry tried to figure out what James meant by that, but when
they passed through the gate there was a whole other set of sights to take
in.� Instead of lawns and flowers, there
was a huge square lined with buildings.�
Some were shops with�
colorful signs hanging out front, others were more plain.� They all had signs of �some sort, but Harry couldn�t read
them.� Instead of the letters Harry was used
to, the signs bore strange markings.� The
throngs of elves walking past them seemed to have no trouble reading them
though.

Several streets led off in different directions.� James reached out and grabbed Harry�s hand and led him down one of them.� The narrow streets sort of reminded Harry of Diagon Alley, but this wasn�t just one street. �This was a whole city, and Harry started
wondering just how big it was.

He had no idea how long they walked, but his feet were
getting sore. �James headed toward a
building with what Harry recognized as a blacksmith symbol on the sign,
although he didn�t understand why his dad was taking him to a blacksmith shop.
Then they went around to the side of the building where there was a set of
small stone steps that led up to a door with yet another sign Harry couldn�t
read.

James ushered him inside to a small waiting room with
chairs.� They didn�t have to wait
long.� Harry had met Lyssandra
briefly the night Julian was born, and today she came out into the waiting room
wearing magenta robes.� �Hello Harry,�
she smiled brightly.� �Come on back.�

Harry followed her, the knot in his stomach getting tighter.� James remained in the waiting room while
Harry was taken back to the examination room.�
He hopped up on the little table and prayed for this to be over quickly.

Lyssandra looked down at her notes
for a second.� �So, I hear you think you
might be pregnant.�

Harry nodded, afraid that if he opened his mouth he�d throw
up again.

The elf reached into a cabinet and pulled out a small vial
of purple liquid and handed it to Harry.�
�This test is pretty easy.� All
you have to do is go intp the bathroom around the
corner there and pee a little into this potion.�
If you�re pregnant it�ll turn pink.�

Harry bit his lip and headed to� the little bathroom.� It should�ve been an easy test, but it
wasn�t.� He suddenly started thinking
about his dad and Snape, and how they�d been in the
same room once doing the same thing.� He
wondered if they�d felt as nervous as he did now.�

He finished and went back to the exam room.� He handed the vial back to Lyssandra who put it in a little holder.� The liquid was a little bit lighter in color
from being dilluted, but it wasn�t pink yet.� �How long?� Harry
asked.

�A few minutes,� Lyssandra
answered.� �The only thing left to do is sit and wait.�

Harry stared at the vial on the counter silently pleading
with it not to change color.� As the
minutes ticked by, amazingly enough, it didn�t.�
�I think it�s safe to say you�re not pregnant,� Lyssandra
announced.

Harry released the breath he didn�t realize he was
holding.� Relief washed over him and he
suddenly felt much better.� The elf
tossed the liquid down the sink.� �I
would say that all your symptoms were caused by stress,� she said.� �Also, if you wish to avoid coming back here
again, there is a birth control shot I can give you that will last a year.�

Harry started to decline, but stopped himself.� A year was an awfully long time.� Even though he wasn�t planning on sleeping
with Draco again, or anyone else for that matter, it didn�t seem like a bad
idea to err on the side of caution.�
After all, he hadn�t planned on having sex with Draco the first
time.� It just sort of happened.� �All right, I�ll take the shot,� he
answered.�

He winced a little when the needle was stuck in his arm, but
it was over in a second.� �There you go,�
Lyssandra smiled.�

Harry hopped off the table and headed out to the waiting
room.� James stood and waited to hear
whether he was going to be a grandfather or not.� �False alarm,� Harry said.

�Good,� James nodded, looking as relieved as Harry
felt.�

They said goodbye to Lyssandra and
left.� Harry felt hungry for the first
time in weeks, so James took him to a restaurant.� James had to order for him, but the food was
delicious.� He had some sort of spicy
chicken salad sandwich with mango sorbet.

�Can we walk around a little?� Harry asked when they had
finished their meal.� He was enjoying
spending time with his dad without anyone else around.

�I don�t see why not,� James answered.� He was enjoying spending time with Harry
too.� �What would you like to see?�

Harry shrugged and looked around.� �What is there to see?�

James thought about it a minute.� �Well, would you like to get something
pierced?�

Harry raised an eyebrow.�
�You�d let me do that?�

James laughed and nodded.�
�When I was your age I got my tongue pierced.� I always said I wasn�t going to be a
hypocrite, and I won�t.�

Harry thought it over.�
�I don�t think I want my tongue pierced, but an earring maybe.�

James took Harry to a jewelry store to pick out an
earring.� Harry enjoyed looking at the
glass cases with gorgeous jewelry on display.�
There was a special case that contained earrings for men, and Harry was
surprised at the selection.� There were
plain rings, some with designs, studs with various kinds of stones, and studs
that were shaped like things.� He
couldn�t decide what to pick.�

James picked out a small amber stud for him.� Harry felt a little nervous, but also
excited.� He didn�t pay much attention to
where they were going after they left the shop, but he was lost anyway.� He was a little confused when they arrived
back at the castle gate.� �Dad, aren�t we
going to a piercing shop?�

James smirked and shook his head.� �You can go to a piercing shop anywhere any
time.� No, I think you should have a once
in a lifetime experience.� Wait here.�

James disappeared into a small building right beside the
gate, and emerged a few moments later with a guard holding a bow.� It took a second for Harry to figure out what
was going on.� �No�� he shook his head
and backed up a few steps.� �That�s
crazy.�

�Trust me,� James said as he pulled Harry back.� �You�ll be fine.�

�Which ear?� the elf asked as he started
fixing a needle tip to an arrow.�

�Left I guess,� Harry answered.� His knees were trembling a little, but he
trusted his dad.� He didn�t think James
would intentionally put him in harm�s way.

�Stand over there and hold your ear out,� the elf
instructed.

Harry followed the directions and closed his eyes.� He opened one eye a little just in time to
see the elf taking aim.� The only thing
that kept Harry from losing it was how calm James looked.�

Harry squeezed his eyes shut again and waited.� A few seconds later he felt a sharp sting in
his ear.� When he opened his eyes the
pain in his ear was now a dull throbbing and the arrow was lying a few feet off
to the side.�

James took the earring out of the package and put it in
Harry�s ear.� Harry whimpered at the new
surge of pain, but it went away quickly.�
�There you are,� James stepped back and looked at it.� �It looks good.�

Harry reached up and poked at it.� James took a small jug of water and washed
it.� �You�ll need to keep that clean
while it heals.� Where
to now?�

Harry had had quite enough adventure for one day. �Part of him wanted to go back to school, but
another part of him wanted to make Draco sweat.�
�Could we do something that doesn�t involve sharp objects?�

James laughed and said goodbye to his friend.� �All right, how about a walk through the
gardens?�

�That sounds nice,� Harry agreed.�

James took Harry back to the castle, and they took the road
off to the left toward the Academy.� They
walked past the stone wall and toward the back.�
They came to an orange orchard and they saw two figures walking together
in the distance.�

When the figures came closer Harry recognized then as
Dumbledore and Azriel.� The two of them came over.� �Good afternoon,� Dumbledore greeted
them.� �So, is Harry cursed?�

�No, he�s lucky this time,� James answered.

�What�s this curse you�re talking about?� Harry asked.�

�Maybe I�ll tell you later,� James answered.

Harry was getting a little tired of not being told anything.
�He felt like he could handle whatever
they might tell him.� He watched as
Dumbledore and James talked.� He couldn�t
help but wonder who Azriel�s mother was.�

The elf was standing next to Dumbledore and Harry noticed
two identical pairs of bright blue eyes looking at him. �It suddenly hit him.� �He�s�. you�re�� he said, looking at them
with wide eyes.

Dumbledore turned his attention to Harry and nodded.� �Yes, Harry, Azriel
is my son.�

�I didn�t know you were part elf too.�

�Neither did I until, well�..�

It took a minute for Harry to digest the new
information.� It seemed there were a lot
of things he never knew about the man he�d looked up to since his first night
at Hogwarts.�

The four of them walked through the orchard together for a
while.� Harry wasn�t sure what to make of
everything and was rather quiet.� �What�s
wrong, Harry?� Dumbledore asked when they reached a small pond.�

Harry shrugged.�
�Everything has just changed so much.�
And you, you�re a person with a past.��
He knew it sounded mean, but that was how he felt.

Dumbledore didn�t seem to be offended though.� �Yes, Harry, I�m human.� A lot of people find that to be a bit of a
shock.� But I assure you I�m the same
person you�ve always known.�

�Do a lot of people know?� was the first thing that popped
out of Harry�s mouth.

Dumbledore shook his head.�
�No, definitely not.� I had to tell Headmaster Dippet
of course.� I ended up� teaching until I started to show, then
took the rest of the year off.� Then I
came here until Azriel was born.� I left him here with his father because I
thought it would be best for him.� Your
father found out, and now you know.�

Harry was too surprised to say anything more.� He didn�t like being kept in the dark, but
when secrets did come out, they were huge.�
He was starting to rethink his wish to be kept informed.

When they reached the castle grounds Harry saw something
that sent a shiver down his spine.� At
least a dozen dragons sat on the lawn.� A
flashback of his fourth year popped into his mind, but no one else seemed to be
afraid.

�Dragon bombers?� James said,
turning to Azriel with a raised eyebrow.

The elf nodded.� �Yes,
it was decided this morning that the giant threat needs to be dealt with.� This batch will be a warning message.� But if they continue to ally themselves with Voldemort, well��

�You�ll kill them all,� Harry finished the sentence.

Azriel nodded.� �Yes, that is the general idea.�� He turned to Dumbledore and lightly put a
hand on the older man�s shoulder.� �I�m
sorry Papa.� I know you didn�t want it to
play out like this.�

Dumbledore gave his son a sad smile.� �It�s all right.� I understand that war is a messy
business.� I don�t like it, but your
father is only doing what he feels is best.�

Harry suddenly felt very uncomfortable.� �Dad, can we go back now?�

�Sure,� James said.�
They said goodbye to Azriel and Dumbledore and
headed back up to the royal apartments and back through the portal.� Harry decided he would probably never get
used to magical transportation.

He hugged James and made his way back to Gryffindor
tower.� He knew his friends would be
waiting with a million questions that he probably wasn�t ready to answer.� The moment he stepped through the portrait
hole he found himself face to face with a very anxious looking Draco.� �Well?� the blonde asked.

�Consider yourself lucky,� Harry
answered.�

�So it was negative then?� Draco asked, letting out a sigh
of relief.�� Why didn�t you tell me
sooner?�

Harry thought about how to answer that.� To be fair, Draco was trying to make up for
what he�d done.� �Because
I didn�t want to.�

�But Harry-�

Harry cut him off.� �I
don�t want to talk about it anymore tonight.�

Draco frowned and retreated over to the fireplace.� Ron and Hermione seemed to take the hint too
because they didn�t ask any questions; though they probably would later.�

It was almost dinner time, but Harry didn�t feel
hungry.� He had way too much on his
mind.� All he wanted to do was slip into
his pajamas and go to bed.� ��
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