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Deeds and their consequences	By : GothVamp Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Thank you so much Christina, Anon, Muertos and Sindauviel for your reviews. I really needed them. I'm over my head in learning exams and am freaking out here. Special thanx for Christina for her 'essay' (just kidding ~.^). It's the longest and greatest review I've ever received. By the way: yes I read Anne Rice too and know exactly what you mean bij long descriptions.

This is the most crucial chapter in the fic, but it's far from over. I really did my effin' best on this one :) Enjoy.

A/N2: For this chapter I�ve used some references from different religions. I don�t mean to offend anyone. I have much respect for the wiccans and other religions. This is pure fiction.

Chapter six: The ritual
~Offering of this blood
Into the flames and without shame

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Incantations I so hope you've heard
That you live again
From deep earth brings forth rebirth
Witness but I shant believe

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On yours I recite
An ancient spell I know so well
Success is guaranteed
I'll bring you back from where you've gone

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High be the price but then nothing is free
My soul I'll gladly trade~
(All Hallow�s eve, Type O Negative)

The time he had left before the date of the ritual, Harry spent resting, to spare his energy, and practicing all kinds of spells just to make him sharp again. The task that lay before him was complicated and he could never be sure that it would indeed be Sirius, who would step out of that veil and not something dangerous and nasty. He had to be strong, alert and prepared to face anything.
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The days of rest flew by and Harry, Ron and Hermione suddenly found themselves on January the twelfth, at ten p.m. standing before the phone booth that would bring them into The Ministry. Harry turned to his friends.
�Listen, this is the last moment you can leave. If you come with me and something goes wrong, I might not be able to protect you both.�
�We are quite capable of taking care of ourselves,� came Hermione�s brisk answer.
�I know you are, but this is not your average magic, this is the strongest form of The Dark Arts.�
�We know that Harry. But we are a team, remember? We won�t let you do this alone, no matter what you say.� Ron placed a hand on Harry�s shoulder and squeezed gently.
�Thank you. Both of you.�

�Alright, you ready?� Ron and Hermione nodded.
The three of them squeezed into the phone booth and Harry dialed the number. A cool female voice filled the small space, asking them to state their purpose. Then three badges rattled into the basket for the change. On each of them the text: �Chaperones of Sirius Black� was written upon. Harry chuckled as he handed over Ron�s and Hermione�s badges. The booth sank into the ground and took them down to the lobby.

In the lobby they noticed that with the Minister some other things had been changed at The Ministry of Magic. The last time Harry had been at The Ministry at night it had been deserted. Now there was a guard sitting behind the desk, looking utterly bored.
�Great. Thanks dad, nice work.�
�It�s a good thing Mr. Weasley has put night guards at this place, Ron. If the Ministry had done so earlier, Sirius might still have been alive,� said Harry.
�You�re right, but that still doesn�t solve our problem. How do we get past him?�
�Invisibility cloak?� asked Hermione hopeful.
�No. We�ll never fit under it with all the stuff we are carrying,� Harry pointed at the two bags they had with them. �Besides, we cannot be interrupted during the ritual. I think I have to stun him.�
�Harry no! You can�t just go on stunning innocents. Let me try to persuade him, ok? If it doesn�t work, �well then I can�t stop you, but at least let me try. You two have to play along with my story though.�
By then the guard had spotted them and was walking their way, a wand in one of his hands.
�What are you kids doing here at night?�
Hermione and with her Ron and Harry stepped into the light and Harry shook his hair back, revealing his scar. The guard stopped dead in his tracks. Everyone knew Harry and his two best friends, he was no exception.
�It�s you. Ehm, is something wrong?�
�No, nothing is wrong sir. We just wanted to speak to Sirius. Sirius Black.� The guard looked even more confused now. Just like everyone in the Wizarding World knew who Harry Potter was, everyone also knew that his godfather, Sirius Black, had died protecting him. Hermione was not moved by the reaction. She took the man by the hand and leaned closer and lowered her voice. She made sure though, that Harry and Ron could hear what was said.

�Sir, I know he is gone, but we still like to talk to him. It�s like visiting a grave. We believe he can hear us, or at least can feel our affection. It�s VERY important for Harry.�
�I understand, but is this really the right time? Aren�t you three supposed to be at Hogwarts?�
�We don�t really have restriction anymore after what we�ve been through. We know The Ministry is closed, but you must understand that this is a delicate matter. To visit during the day would attract too much unwanted attention. You seem a reasonable man sir. Please don�t send us away.� She put up her sweetest smile. Ron whispered �No one can resist that� and Harry kicked him for talking.
The man wavered, looking at the three of them. Then his features softened. �Oh, ok. I guess you can take care of yourself. Besides, what can happen? If you�ll follow me now, I�ll take you there and make sure you won�t be disturbed by my colleagues.�
�Oh thank you so much!� Hermione exclaimed in her most girlish voice.
They followed the man, though they knew the way perfectly by head. It was half past ten, when they stood before the door that would lead the to the Death Room and everything seemed to go smoothly. Until�
�What are those bags for? If you don�t mind me asking. Do you want me to keep them behind the counter for you?�
�No!� Came the three replies in unison. Ron looked nervous from Harry to Hermione and back, Hermione didn�t know what to say. It was Harry, who recovered first and came with the perfect lie.
�There are Sirius� things in them. We thought that maybe if we surround ourselves with his stuff��
��it would really feel like he is with us,� finished Hermione.
The man smiled. �What a beautiful gesture. I think he would like that.� And with that he opened the right door for the trio to go through. �Take as much time as you need.�
�Thank you.�

The door fell shut and Ron leaned against it, exhaling dramatically. �That was close.�
Harry put a locking charm on the door, just in case. Then he walked around the room putting up silencing charms all around them.
�Well, we have nearly 2 hours �till the ritual has to be done. I suggest we start with the preparations, so that everything is set and ready. Then we wait.

And so it began.

Four candles were placed on four sides of the round podium, each representing one of the four elements: earth, wind, fire and water, and each set in the corresponding direction of the wind. Then Harry took a chalice and filled it with water mingled with salt. He dipped a knife with a white heft in it and walked around the podium, drawing a circle. It would protect the people within the circle from all influence from outside it. Hermione lit the incense she had made especially for the ritual and Harry proceeded to clean the space from all negative energy. Each part of the preparation took a lot of time, because they couldn�t afford to make a single mistake.
After the cleansing spell was done, Harry sat down on the floor and closed his eyes. Hermione and Ron followed his example. The rest of the time they spent on concentrating their energy and thoughts on the ritual that was to come.
At midnight Harry stood up looking at his friends.
�Are you ready?� He was answered with two solemn nods.
Harry took a vial out of the bag and with a powder that was inside it he made a large circle around the Archway and the three of them. He called out a couple of incantations and the circle blazed with a blue fire, startling Ron.
�The fire isn�t hot, Ron. It�s perfectly safe to walk through it, but don�t. If you break the circle, the ritual is ruined.�
Next, a small cauldron came out of the bag. Harry poured half of the potion into it. The other half was meant for Sirius to drink. With his wand Harry ignited a fire under the cauldron. Then he started the chant for the ritual:
�Envious Archway, bringer of death, taker of lives.� He threw a pinch of powder into the cauldron and thick, grey smoke started to rise from it�s surface. �You took without asking. You took what wasn�t yours.� Another pinch, this time of a different ingredient. The smoke turned red. Hermione started with the chant too, so now their voices were chanting in cannon. �We are here to take back what was stolen from our world.� Now Ron joined in with the chant. �Take this offering and give a life in return, a life greatly missed by all.� Another ingredient was added and the smoke, that had turned green, filled the circle. �This offering is rare, for it holds the sources of life. A life for a life. Hair of a unicorn and tears of a phoenix, a gift so precious you�re bound to accept.� Harry took out a photograph of Sirius and held it in the smoke. �This is the life I ask of you. The life that was taken before it�s end.�
All three of them closed their eyes, picturing Sirius as accurate as they could in their mind�s eye. Harry took a vial out of his pocket and took the cork out. �This is the blood of his killer, our enemy. Let her hate help to resurrect him and let that be her punishment. Take her offering!� With that he poured the contests of the vial into the cauldron, which gave a roar at that. �As last, take this, an offering of my undying love in all it�s honesty.� Harry took out a beautifully decorated dagger out of the bag and slashed his wrist, letting the blood drip into the cauldron. The flames flickered and an unnatural wind started to blow. The veil trembled. �Now that you have your offering, give me my reward!� Harry glanced at his watch. 12.28. Perfect. �Sirius Black, hear me! Return to the world of the living! I am the wizard that summons thee! Listen to my call! Come to me!� The wind blew violently and the veil trembled more, but nothing else happened.
Harry was becoming desperate. �Sirius Black, you son-of-a-bitch, get your ass in here! Don�t you dare leaving your godson waiting! Don�t leave me alone after all I�ve done!� The wind howled and suddenly all it�s force was directed at Harry, who felt his energy being sucked out of him and screamed in agony. He grabbed the hands of his friends, who were standing on each side of him and they felt their power drain from them too. Suddenly there was a loud bang as a couple of things happened at once: the cauldron exploded, the wind turned into a twister and something launched itself from the veil onto Harry, knocking him back and breaking his contact with his friends.

As the smoke cleared and the wind died down, Hermione saw all the ritual stuff scattered around the room and on the ground, in the middle of it lay Harry with on top of him a very confused Sirius. The man looked around, apparently not understanding how he got there, and then he looked at Harry. �H�Harry? What happened?� The boy was unable to speak, there were tears of relieve and joy welling up in his eyes and he brought his hands up to touch Sirius� face, to insure himself that it was real.
�Sirius.� A simple statement with a load of weight attached to it.
�Are you alright? Oh, Merlin, you�re bleeding! Harry? Harry!� But the boy was already unconscious.
By then Hermione had made her way to them. She checked Harry�s pulse and established that he was alright.

�He�s exhausted, Sirius. He just needs to sleep. You on the other hand need to drink this immediately.� She handed the raven haired man a small bottle.
�But wh�?�
�No questions, just drink, I�ll explain later. We haven�t got much time.�
Ron came over to them too.

�We need to get them both to the infirmary as soon possible,� stated Hermione.
�Yeah I know, but how the hell are we getting out of here and past that guard with a bleeding, unconscious Harry Potter and a dead man living again?�
�Good point.�

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