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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
didn�t sleep much that night. Every time he closed his eyes he kept reliving
the night�s events and seeing his father�s battered body. He couldn�t help but
wonder why he couldn�t just be a normal teenager. When he�d first found out he
was a wizard, he thought it was wonderful, but it was fast losing its appeal.

He
finally gave up on sleep when he heard Ron get up. Harry rolled over and let
out a deep sigh. �Did your dad make it back all right?� the redhead asked,
worry evident in his voice.

Harry
nodded. �Yeah. He was hurt, but he made it back.�

�And Moody?�

Harry�s
silence made it clear that the Auror hadn�t returned.
Ron tried to find the words to comfort his friend, but
he couldn�t think of any. �Mum probably has breakfast on the table. Maybe we
should go down.�

�Yeah,
go on, I�ll be down soon,� Harry said, and he forced himself to get out of bed.
He crossed the tiny room to Draco�s sleeping form and leaned down to kiss the blond�s cheek. Then he pulled on some clothes and went down
to breakfast.

As
soon as he reached the bottom step he glanced over toward the couch. James was
awake and sitting with Lucius. He still looked beat up, but not nearly as bad
as the night before. Either the darkness had made his injuries look worse, or
Azriel was a very talented healer; or possibly a combination of the two.

�Harry,
how did you sleep, dear?� Mrs. Weasley asked as she
handed him a bowl of oatmeal.

�Fine,�
Harry lied, looking for a place to sit. Most of the Weasley
family was there�everyone except Charlie and Percy�so the house was rather
crowded with the extra people. Nobody really seemed to mind, though, and Harry
was just happy to be back with his family.

He
glanced over to the loveseat, where Bill was sitting cozily beside Azriel,
though the elf seemed to be more focused on James at the moment. �You were right, you really are a fast healer. You might not even have
any scars.�

�I�ll
be happy as long as I�m back to my normal pretty self on my wedding day.�

�So
you�re still going through with it?� Harry asked.

�Of
course we are,� Lucius answered. He scooted over a little to make room for
Harry on the couch. �We�re having it here the day after your birthday.�

�Which
reminds me, how did you want to celebrate, Harry?� Molly asked.

Harry
squeezed himself between James and Lucius. �Oh, I don�t know�I don�t want you
to go to too much trouble.�

�All
right, then. I�ll just invite Remus, Tonks, and
Sirius over for dinner.�

The
next week went by in a blur. Everyone was busy preparing for the wedding. It
was going to be a small, intimate affair, but Lucius wanted everything to be
perfect. Harry actually felt kind of bad for the man; the only two people
attending on his side were Severus and Draco. Lucius really didn�t have any
other friends or family, whereas James had about twenty people on his guest
list.

James
really didn�t get involved in the planning much, but Harry figured he was
trying to make Lucius happy. The blond was used to grandeur, and his wedding
plans showed it.

During
all the madness Harry tried to get together with Ron, Hermione, and Draco to
discuss what they were going to do after the wedding. All three of his friends
had made it very clear that they were not about to let Harry go after the
Horcruxes without them. But it seemed that Molly, sensing that something was in
the wind, was deliberately trying to keep them apart as much as possible; she
was constantly giving them chores to do that kept them busy and far away from
each other. Harry knew it was because she had some inkling of what they were up
to, and he felt a little guilty. If it were up to him, his friends would return
to school.

On
the morning of his birthday Harry was shaken awake by Ron and Draco. �Happy
birthday!� they shouted in unison. Harry wiped the sleep from his eyes and
reached up to kiss Draco. When Harry realized that he no longer had a trace on
him, it felt strange but exciting. His first act as a wizard of age was to
summon his glasses, which hit him in the face.

He
got dressed, using magic as much as possible just because he could, and went
downstairs. Molly had made his favorite: pancakes and sausage. A stack of
presents lay on the table, and each person gave him a birthday hug. James
hugged him last, and handed him a small box. �Open this one first. It�s kind of
a tradition.�

Harry
took the box and slowly opened it. His eyes lit up when he saw a silver pocket
watch with an intricate Celtic knot pattern inscribed on it. He threw himself
into his dad�s arms and hugged him tight.

Harry
opened the rest of his presents, thanking each person. It seemed like everyone
had given him presents they thought would be useful in the months to come.
Lucius gave him a tent. When Sirius and Severus arrived, they gave him a
portable potions lab.

Dumbledore
and Hezekiah were the last to arrive. Harry didn�t really expect anything from
his elf cousin, because they hardly knew each other; so when they came bearing
several gifts, Harry was shocked. Dumbledore gave Harry his Deluminator
and the ring that had once been a Horcrux, which was
now fully restored and on a silver chain. Hezekiah gave him a heavy wool cloak,
a set of enchanted rings, and a set of handcrafted mithril
daggers.

Harry
tried to thank them, but he was so shocked and overwhelmed that no words came
out. Dumbledore smiled softly and patted him on the shoulder.

�But,
sir,� Harry said when he found his voice, �your Deluminator,
it�s yours, and��

Dumbledore
waved his hand to cut him off. �It�s only a thing, Harry, and I have more
things than I know what to do with. I�m giving it to you because I feel you may
have more use for it.�

�Thank
you, sir,� Harry said, knowing it was probably best not to argue.

Since
the table was too small to fit everyone around it, dinner was served outside.
Molly had made a cake in the shape of a Snitch for Harry. He�d asked her not to
go to any trouble, but in a way he was kind of glad she had disregarded him and
done it anyway. This was one of the best birthdays he�d ever had.

After
dinner Dumbledore and Hezekiah pulled Bill aside to talk to him privately. �Poor kid.� James shook his head as he watched the three men
go inside.

�Why?
What�s going on?� Harry asked.

�The
Talk,� James answered.

�What
talk?�

James
chuckled softly. �Haven�t you noticed how close Bill and Azriel have been
lately?�

�Yeah,
but what does that have to do with anything?�

�Well,
elves are very old-fashioned when it comes to things like dating,� James
explained to his son. �Since it seems Bill is courting Azriel, as Azriel�s parents, it�s Hezekiah
and Dumbledore�s duty to interrogate Bill�you know, ask him about his
intentions and that sort of thing.�

�Oh.�
Harry nodded. He suddenly felt bad for Bill. It seemed like a stupid and
archaic custom. �But Azriel is a prince, isn�t he? Will they really let Bill
date him?�

�Of course. All that matters is whether or not he�ll make Azriel happy, and
judging by this last week, both of them seem happy.�

The
interrogation didn�t last long. All three men came back about ten minutes
later. From the peculiar look on Bill�s face Harry couldn�t help but wonder
what they�d talked about. �I hope Daddy wasn�t too hard on you,� Azriel said,
wiping a few beads of sweat off Bill�s forehead.

�Don�t
worry, we were nice,� Hezekiah smirked. �And you two have our blessing.�

Azriel
cracked a wide grin and pulled Bill into a deep kiss. The new couple was the
focus for the rest of the evening. Harry didn�t mind. He hated being the center
of attention anyway, and it gave him and his friends the chance to sneak away
and make more plans. He took his presents and packed them into an enchanted
moleskin pouch Hagrid had given him. Unlike a regular bag, there was no limit
to what you could put in it, so everything fit nicely.

�So,
how are we going to find the rest of the Horcruxes?� Hermione asked.

�No
idea,� Harry admitted. �Only three have been destroyed; that leaves four more,
and they could be anything. I really wish they hadn�t sent me back to the Durleys�. I could�ve done some research or something. All I
know is that they most likely have something to do with Hogwarts and its
Founders.�

The
four of them sat and brainstormed until Molly came in and told them they needed
to go to bed. It was getting late and they needed to get up early to help set
up for the wedding.
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