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Getting Him Back	By : wolfboygrim Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8748 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Harry received the letter that evening after supper. He pet an exhausted Hedwig and sent her off for a good long sleep. The next day, Harry went straight to Honeydukes' and placed his order. He had the cases sent to Remus through the owl order address they had set up (since Grimmauld Place was still under the Fidelus charm) to be delivered later that evening if at all possible or the next day. They would be stored away under stasis to await the ritual in a month. Harry also picked up a few bars of Honeydukes' best dark and milk chocolate swirl to give to Remus since he knew now that chocolate helped ease the pain of transformation. He decided to come back before the Yule ritual and purchase the case of special chocolate peanut butter frogs for Sirius once they had brought him back.

The next month went just as quickly as the first month had. Harry found himself by the one eyed witch passage on the night before Halloween. Dumbledore knew Harry was leaving for the weekend and could not stop him as the older students had the ability to leave school grounds two weekends a month if they wished to in the sixth year and every weekend in the seventh year. Remus was meeting Harry in the Shrieking Shack which was partially outside of the school wards. This way they could get home without having to walk too far to apparate.

They prepared for the ritual that evening and slept most of the next day to build their energy. Soon it was time to begin laying out all the necessary components for the Samhein ritual. Remus opened the ritual kit for the first time and drew out the salt, incense, and the bowl which he had Harry place on the altar for a moment because it was made of silver. Then he pulled out the athame and placed it on the altar along with the photo of Sirius. "Place the mirror pieces below his picture. I have to restore them and enlarge the mirror a bit in a moment. Also could you lay out the leaves and pumpkins as well as some food so it is ready for when we get to that portion of the ritual?" Remus asked Harry.

"No problem," Harry answered. He pulled out the pumpkins and put them on either side of Sirius' picture and then spread the leaves in front of it. He put the food and drink out in front of the picture and made sure the bowl and athame were where Remus could find them easily when he needed them. Harry was uncomfortable in his stiff black robes, but this ritual was one of celebrating the life and death of Sirius and the robes aided in that mission. Harry took out the pieces of mirror and put them between the sacred bowl and one of the pumpkins. He looked over to see what Remus was doing.

Remus, during this time was drawing out a pentagram with the largest point facing the altar. He had drawn it out first with the chalk and was now lining it with salt as part of the offering to the god and goddess. "Put your offering in the bowl Harry and then put it in the middle of the pentagram without stepping inside of it yet," Remus said, standing up straight after he had finished spreading the last bit of salt over the pentagram. The symbols inside seemed to glow with a pale yellow light.

Harry carefully set the aconite in the bowl and set it down very slowly inside the pentagram so that he did not step across the lines of salt and chalk and ruin the ritual. Once it was set down the glow grew to a deeper yellow and Remus walked over to the altar and repaired the mirror with a silent spell. He then enlarged it and set it in front of the photograph of Sirius who stared down into the mirror much as the real Sirius always did whenever he saw a reflective surface. "Are you ready to begin?" Remus asked, knowing that it was about time to start so that they had time to banish the circle before it got too much past midnight.

"Yes I am whenever you are," Harry answered. Remus was to be the priest for the ritual since he could handle more of the Gaelic than Harry was able to use. Harry was only really able to say the offering prayer to the god and had to follow along with Remus for the rest of the parts he needed to participate in.

Remus made a last check of the altar and the pentagram to make sure that he had drawn and purified the circle properly. He had and so he held Harry's hand and began the first chant.

The moon is bright, the Crone is old

The body lifeless - the bones so cold

We all live and pay our dues

To die in ones and threes and twos.

Death, dance and play the harp

Piercing silence in the dark

The Woman is old with withered limbs

Death beckons Her to dance with Him.

As She accepts the Dance of Death

The Earth is cooled by ghostly breath

To lie in dormancy once more

To have Her strength and life restored.

They repeated this three times while walking around the circle. When they were finished they faced the altar along the western side of the room. Remus picked up the athame and traced the shape of the pentagram in the air over the one that was drawn on the floor. The runes increased their glow and changed from a medium yellow to a murky white colour. Remus then set the athame down and started to chant once more.

All ye spirits who walk this night-

Hearken! Hearken to my call!

I bid you in our Circle join!

Enter! Enter - one and all!

Come ye, spirits of the dead:

Be ye spirit of plant or pet

Or human being who still roams!

Into this circle you are let!

Speak to us of things unknown!

Lend your energies to this rite!

To speed your journey, we have joined

On this sacred Samhain night!

All ye spirits who walk this night-

Hearken! Hearken to my call!

I bid you in our Circle join!

Enter! Enter - one and all!

Remus then gestured Harry to enter the circle to make his offering to the god. Harry entered and sat before the bowl of his offering to say his portion of the ceremony.

God of knowledge and might

Take this offering true

On this your death night

That the one we lost may be reborn with you

The Crone morns your end

She rages and in her haste

With icy blades she will rend

The earth into barren waste

But soon you will be reborn

Coming back from beyond the veil

Leaving her no cause to morn

Bringing new life to prevail

So take this offering true

On this turning of the year

That the one we lost may be reborn with you

Oh God that we bless here

Harry held out his hand to receive the lit black candle and used it to light the offering in the bowl. The aconite burned quickly and let off a somewhat pleasant aroma. Harry closed his eyes to meditate on the Dying God and when he opened them again he was surprised to see that the aconite had completely burned away and the bowl looked clean again. He stood slowly and exited the ritual area as Remus had told him to do. Remus entered next with the asphodel and wormwood and placed it into the bowl carefully. He sat in front of the bowl and began his prayer to the Goddess.

Goddess of wisdom and power

Take this offering true

At this the darkest hour

That the one we lost may be reborn like new

The old God passes away

Bringing the cold and the dark

But soon will come the day

When he will bear your mark

And Crone to Maiden turn

Following the circle unending

Maiden to Mother churn

Earthly troubles all are mending

So take this offering true

At this the darkest hour

That the one we lost may be reborn like new

Oh Goddess of wisdom and power

Remus lit the mixture in the bowl which was not in the least pleasant smelling and settled into his meditation. He focused on the Goddess in her three roles as Maiden, Mother, and Crone. It was a never ending cycle of life, death, and rebirth. The contents of the bowl again burned away and the runes began to glow a brighter white. Remus stood up and exited the pentagram. He turned Harry to face him as they stood on either side of Sirius' portrait. Remus started the next chant to bless Sirius in his journey.

Oh Mighty Pan of the Summerlands:

Guardian of the beloved dead

We pour forth love on those you keep

Safely, in your peaceful stead

We bless those who have walked the path

That someday, we as well, shall rove

We offer peace unto their souls

While resting in your arms, below.

Remus then turned Harry to face the alter. It was determined that Harry had walked closer to death than Remus and therefore he would be the one more likely to be able to contact Sirius in some capacity. Harry called out for Sirius and meditated. He remembered the talks they had last summer and the laughter last Christmas when Sirius went crazy decorating every square inch of space in the house for the holiday. Suddenly Harry felt light and a little dizzy and opened his eyes to stare in shock at the mirror. It was Sirius' face. Not the one in the photograph but the Sirius he remembered from just before he fell through the veil. He had actually reached Sirius somehow. "Sirius. I do not know how much time we have to talk. Remus and I know that you are just there waiting for us to rescue you," Harry said, happy tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Harry. You do not know how much I have wanted to hear your voice. I tried calling your mirror but it did not work until now. Then I hear your beautiful voice calling for me. Why are you crying? I am right here and I will wait for you to bring me home to be with you and Remus again," Sirius said, the image reaching out its hand and pressing it to the glass as if he were wiping Harry's tears away.

"I miss you so much, Sirius. There are so many things I have to tell you but I am losing the connection. Just a little more time and you will be here. I love you," Harry said, his voice timid at the end not knowing how Sirius would react.

"I love you too, Harry, and tell Moony that I still love him as well. We will talk more when I return. Never be scared to love, Harry. Please be safe you two," Sirius said, his voice and image fading as the connection disappeared.

Remus stepped forward to finish the ritual. It had been a long night for the both of them both physically and emotionally. "The cup of rebirth has been poured. Enough to share with all who come to celebrate the dawn of a new year. Take from the cup as the offering from the God and Goddess," Remus said, taking a drink from the chalice and passing it to Harry who also took a drink. Then Remus set it in front of Sirius' photograph, inviting his spirit if it was still lingering to also take a drink. The contents of the cup vanished and the runes glowed a now dazzling white. Then Remus took a Pumpkin Pastry and said, "The food of the dead. In life they enjoyed their food and so in death they also enjoy the eternal feast of Pan. Join in the feast in honour of Pan and the spirits who pass through the veil awaiting their chance for rebirth." Remus took a bite and passed it to Harry who also took a bite. The food was also set in front of the picture where it also disappeared a couple of minutes later. The runes now glowed at their highest power level. The ritual was complete and had been a success. Remus crossed to the pentagram with the athame in his hand and said the banishing ritual.

Blessings be upon thee, oh wondrous Spirits of the

Summerlands. We humbly thank thee for your presence in our

Circle and honour you in celebration this sacred night.

We beseech thee, oh Pan, keeper of the sacred dead, embrace

once again those souls within your keep and hold tightly

to your breast those which have been lost and wandering.

Grant them safe passage to the Summerland, where they may

rest peacefully in your strength until they are refreshed

and reborn again in perfect love. We bid thee all a fond

farewell. So mote it be!

The runes glowed and pulsated for a moment until there was a near blinding flash of white light and Harry watched as the salt and chalk rose from the floor and gathered in the ritual bowl which flashed a smaller burst of white and then was perfectly clean once again. There was no trace of the decorations on the alter or any of the offerings except the photograph of Sirius and the mirror. Remus took Harry's hands for one final chant.

Thus is the Circle of Rebirth.

All pass from this life through the great God, Pan

But through My love you are all reborn

In the cycles of nature - through the Cosmic Plan.

In living we die - in dying we live

The fruit is first seed, yet seed comes from the fruit.

In the mystery of life and death and rebirth

The circle turns ever and I am its root.

Harry joined in for the final portion of the chant with some difficulty.

The Sun conceived in Darkness, cold

In the Shadow of Death, a Life unfolds

A shred of Light begins to burn

From Death comes Life - the Circle turns.

After finishing the chant Harry nearly collapsed from the stress and the amount of magic he had felt drain from him as the ritual progressed. Remus was also pretty shaky. After packing up the athame carefully as well as the ritual bowl, Remus carried Harry up the stairs to bed. They were both happy and nervous about the coming ritual which would actually bring Sirius back to them. They fell to sleep with tears of joy streaming down both of their faces.

Past the first ritual, time seemed to go by at a snail's pace for a while. Dumbledore was still hounding Harry about getting the memory he needed from the former professor and decided that they would indeed show up there on Boxing Day to make sure that the professor did not try to get out of giving up the memory. Harry just nodded his head and said yes sir when Dumbledore asked him to do something. His potions work improved and Snape had to really try to belittle him since he was able to hide his true emotions behind his Occlumency shields. Harry was impatiently waiting for the holiday season and the second ritual.

Finally, the day came when he was able to once again take the secret passage out to Honeydukes' and then walk over to the Shrieking Shack to leave school with Remus. It was only two days until Christmas and they needed to go over the ritual once again. This one was more complicated since the ultimate goal was to have Sirius returned to them by the dawn of the next morning. Harry was worried about two things, the increase in Celtic he would have to recite and the fact that they would be naked through the entire ritual. Harry was afraid that he would be embarrassed or that he would react too much to seeing Remus naked and not be able to concentrate on what he was supposed to do. Harry had brought with him some of the Yule decorations from around the school. Included in this were several pieces of mistletoe, both to decorate the altar and to burn as his offering to the God, the Yule log, and some very hearty looking holly that Remus would be sacrificing to the Goddess.

Remus showed up a few minutes after he had arrived at the Shrieking Shack and they returned to Grimmauld Place. Harry showed Remus the things he had brought for the ritual and Remus walked him through some of the parts that Harry had been concerned about. Remus also suggested that they try being nude for a little bit so that neither of them were distracted by the sight of each other's bodies. Before bed that night they both removed their boxers and stood facing each other for about fifteen minutes to allow themselves to get used to seeing the other person naked. It seemed to work as Harry was able to calm down and still think about his part of the ritual after just a few awkward minutes.

The next morning they ate in a hurry, eager to get everything set up for that evening. They would start the ritual as soon as the sun went down which was early since it was the winter solstice. Remus used the chalk and salt to once again draw out the pentagram on the floor. This one was bigger than the last, leaving enough space for them to both sit inside during the sacrifice to the God and Goddess. Remus also drew runes on the doorway behind the altar which started to glow with the same strange pale yellow light as before. These were to create the passage through which Sirius could return to them. The Yule log was placed in a small fire box on the altar itself ready to be lit during the ceremony and the rest of the items were strewn in front of the large photograph of Sirius and the mirror which were laid out as before. This time they were things to anchor Sirius to this life so that he could find his way back easier. Salt and honey were also placed before the pentagram for later in the ritual. After everything was set up the incense was lit so that the room smelled of fresh pine and poinsettias, and they were ready to start the chanting. Harry exited the room to remove his dressing gown and came back completely naked. Remus did the same thing and stood next to Harry in front of the altar to begin the chanting.

This is the night of the solstice, the longest night of the year. Now darkness triumphs;

and yet gives way and changes into light. The breath of nature is suspended: all waits

while within the Cauldron, the Dark King is transformed into the infant Light.

We watch for the coming of dawn, when the Great Mother again gives birth to the

Divine Child Sun, who is the bringer of hope and the promise of summer.

This is the stillness behind motion, when time itself stops; the centre is also the

circumference of all. We are awake in the night. We turn the Wheel to bring the light.

We call the sun from the womb of night. Blessed Be!

Remus raised the athame over the pentagram and gestured for Harry to join him as they brought their sacrifices to the god and goddess. This was the part of the vision that Harry had about this ritual as they both knelt in the centre of the pentagram with the ritual bowl in front of them ready for their offerings. Harry was to go first. He placed the mistletoe in the bowl and then closed his eyes to start chanting to the God.

God of darkness and light

From Goddess womb

You will be reborn this night

Bringing back knowledge from the tomb

Bring back the light

Allow life to begin anew

At the end of this night

Bless our prayers to you

We seek the rebirth of one lost

Called behind the veil too soon

Return him life, at the cost

Of sacrifice to God of Moon

Circle ever repeating without end

Light returns to darkened land

Rebirth of God from Goddess mend

Our hearts with the return at hand.

Harry lit the mistletoe and slipped into meditation, calling for Sirius to let him know that they were waiting for his return. Harry felt the pulse of magic strengthen the pentagram and relaxed as the runes and the bowl flared pale white and then went out. Remus placed the holly in the bowl and knelt over his offering to the Goddess.

Goddess of wisdom and life

Bearer of Dark God and sun

Help us bear our endless strife

And bring to us the awaited one

Now you go from Crone to Mother

Bearing the rebirth of the light

Prayer to you for another

To return from the endless night

Listen as we bless and praise you

And your reborn husband son

Circle of life ever new

Reminding us we all are one

On this night of endless dark

We seek our fallen one

That he may bear the mark

Of the reborn God and son.

Remus lit the holly and sensed the runes growing again as the fire burnt away the offering. The runes on both the pentagram and the doorway flared a brighter white to show the progress of the ritual and Remus reached for the salt and honey for the next portion of the ritual.

To die and be reborn,

The wheel is turning,

What must you lose to the night?

Harry joined in the chant at this point still visualizing Sirius' return to them.

Fear is lost to the night.

Fear is lost to the night.

To die and be reborn,

The Wheel is turning,

What must you lose to the night?

Remus continued the ritual after the chant. He picked up the bowl of salt and chanted.

The light was born

And the light has died

Everything passes

All fades away

My body is salt,

Taste the breath of death.

He took a pinch of salt and put it on his tongue and then placed a pinch on Harry's tongue as well. Taking a deep breath as he felt the runes flare once more Remus continued. He covered Harry's eyes with his hand and said.

You are entering a space of perfect freedom

Sleep the sleep of the newborn

This was to allow Harry to make contact with Sirius once again on the other side of the veil and to start to bring him to the doorway they had made. After Harry had meditated and indeed fallen into a trance state for fifteen minutes, Remus picked up the bowl of honey and poured some on his tongue. He then woke Harry and poured the honey on his tongue as well, chanting:

Taste the sweetness of life

He and Harry both faced the doorway and started to chant the activation words.

We are awake in the night!

We turn the Wheel, to bring the light!

We call the sun from the womb of night!

Queen of the sun!

Queen of the Moon!

Queen of the horns!

Queen of the fires!

Bring to us the Child of Promise!

It is the Great Mother

Who gives birth to Him,

It is the Lord of Life,

Who is born again!

Darkness and tears

Are set aside,

When the sun comes up again!

Golden sun,

Of hill and field,

Light the earth!

Light the skies!

Light the waters!

Light the fires!

Harry and Remus stepped outside the now bright white pentagram and together they lit the Yule log. It burned brightly, lighting up the darkened room and illuminating the rune carved doorway. Harry could almost see a shadow of the veil that was hanging in the Department of Mysteries hanging in front of the doorway which was quickly fading from the power of the light and the magic hanging in the air from the ritual. Harry and Remus stood on either side of the doorway and prepared for the last chants and to see Sirius again. Remus started off and Harry repeated after him.

I who have died am alive again today,

And this is the sun's birthday!

This is the birthday of life and love and wings,

We are born again, we shall live again!

The Sun Child, the Winterborn King!

The power built in the circle as something began to pass through the doorway. Harry focused on the chanting, on the feeling of magic in the air and called for Sirius to answer their calling. The chant increased in volume as they recited the power chant one more time together, making three times in total. Remus felt the power surge and knew he had to complete the ritual calling. In a loud voice he chanted:

The Dark God has passed the Gate,

He has been reborn through the Mother,

With Him we are each reborn!

Harry started his final piece of the chant in a loud voice as well, matching Remus' volume as he said:

The tide has turned!

The light will come again!

In a new dawn, in a new day,

The sun is rising!

Lo! Blessed Be!

As Harry finished, Remus held the athame over the pentagram and like before the salt and chalk disappeared from the floor as well as on the doorway they had created. Everything vanished from the altar, this time including the photograph of Sirius and the mirror, sacrificed for the ritual. The light grew ten times brighter as everything gathered in the ritual bowl and it flared a bright almost silver white before the glowing stopped with a rush of wind and the contents vanished as the circle closed. In the centre of where the pentagram had been was a naked Sirius. He seemed to be peacefully sleeping but Harry could not resist racing over to him as soon as he was sure the ritual was complete. Harry did not even notice his own nudity as he shook Sirius' shoulder to wake him. Sirius opened his eyes slowly. He did not recognize where he was at first and started to panic until he felt a warm, smooth hand grasp his cooler, rougher hand and squeeze it. "You came back to us. I did not know if it would work but you are here now and safe," Harry said, throwing his arms around Sirius.
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