*~CHAPTER 1 - "FLY"~*
Harry Potter set foot in the Heathrow airport
the first time at 3:47 that afternoon. He had traveled home via a
plane, for he was returning from dealing with some Unspeakable
in the Mayan temples deep in Mexico, too far away to
He had not set foot in England in five
Since his last battle against Voldemort, when
had been twenty-two, he had been on extended loan from the
office in London to the one in Mexico.
Well, that was only for the last year;
he'd been in China, Russia, Thailand, the US, all over the globe.
never back to England. Even with Voldemort banished beyond this
into the realm of death, he had run. Harry had hoped he could
from the memories of his two best friends, Hermione and Ron Weasley,
their infant daughter, who had all been killed by
Late the previous night he had received an
dispatch from the Ministry of Magic. Percy Weasley, the current
had ordered him home at once. A witch- unnamed, surprisingly - had
a disturbance in the barrier between the spiritual and physical
-exactly what Harry specialized in. But it was more than that. The
whoever it was - had sensed that a wizard of enormous power was
Someone with enough power to wake the dead.
Someone with enough power to wake
So, Harry Potter had flown to London via
plane to Heathrow Airport. Now on his once-familiar home turf, he
know what to do. He stood outside the disembarking gate for a moment
Charlie Weasley found him.
"Here, let's get your bags," he
without a greeting. He motioned for Harry to follow, and headed
for the luggage claim. When Harry didn't move, he spun around.
I'd like to tell you what's going on, but I know less that you do.
and George were delayed, and you are supposed to meet them in,"
looked at his watch, "Five minutes! So let's
" Harry said with a
Strange. But that was the Ministry. All of the Weasley brothers,
for the eldest, Bill, were in its employ. Even Ron had
When the two had gathered Harry's bags, they
a Portkey to a nearby wizarding inn on Diagon Alley. It was called,
appropriately, the Diagon Alley Inn. There, Fred and George Weasley
much enthusiasm. After all had settled down
some lunch from a nearby pub, Charlie left.
"I suppose you know I'm your new boss in
Fred began. Harry nodded. "George still works in our company,
Wizard Wheezes, most of the time, but then I've always done a bit
with the Ministry than he. However, we're both working on this case.
know the basics."
"Realm disturbance by a powerful wizard,
pm Monday night. It's two days ago tonight," Harry stated
"Yes. A mediumistic witch sensed an
at approximately 11:09. No other witches or wizards, as far as we
were alerted to this, but the witch says she sensed something
about the power, and that may be why. She's of a group of about
that work to maintain barriers between the realms. The disturbance
"The ideal thing would be to work with
Is she still on duty?"
George spoke. "In ordinary circumstances
what we would do, but
I don't think
"It's Ginny, isn't it?" Harry
"Yes." The three cohorts turned
at the sound of the voice. Percy leaned against the doorframe. He
green robes emblazoned with the Ministry of Magic logo. He
"That's why you came back, isn't it? You knew."
Harry didn't deny it. "I
"You'd have had to return even if I
owled an S.O.S. You can feel the danger, can't you?"
Harry reached up and touched the scar that
been given to him more than twenty-five years before. He remembered
it had ached that Monday night, as he prepared for bed. It had been
intense, he'd nearly passed out.
"I was worried about Ginny," he
"So you do have some feelings for her,
all." Percy raised an eyebrow, as if that was something he
"And you thought I
You went AWOL for a while.
one knew if You-Know-Who had killed you or what, except for Lupin,
he wasn't telling. You left your wife of three weeks behind in
with not a word as to your whereabouts. Shortly after her brother,
friend, and their daughter were killed. It's not like I don't know
I'm coming from."
"A lot more went on then you make it
"I was a mess for a while. Stayed in St.
for nearly a year. I didn't want to go back to her in
"Even your ashes would have been
The two men glared at each other. Fred
"Percy, Harry, enough. We have a
source of power loose on the planet, You-Know-Who about to stage a
and you two are going at it like three-year-olds. Cut - it -
he said emphatically.
"He's right," Harry spat out.
left her at a time when she needed me most, without telling her if I
alive or dead. I was terribly wrong and acted like an idiot with a
brain, several broken ribs, and a punctured lung, which was exactly
I was. Okay, Percy? You win!"
There was total silence. And then:
"All right then, Harry. Now, here are
reports I brought
Fred, George, will you please stop laughing?
situation is not funny!"
The child sat in the corner again. She didn't
Her hands rested gently against the cheap, nubbly fabric of her
dress. Her face was - again - shadowed, and the child was utterly
"It's uncanny," said the old man,
in beige linen robes. He and Lowell sat at the table in another of
underground rooms. The dirt floor here was dusty, and his hems were
with it. The old man stroked his long white beard as he looked at
The child lifted her head to meet his gaze, her eyes shining in the
"She's not dangerous," Lowell said
reassuring the man. "She won't hurt you,
"You are a fool to think that. When she
older, she will have enough
power to destroy us all. Perhaps she could
- there is no telling the extent of her powers."
Now Lowell laughed. "It is not you who
had the care of her all these years. She has no more mind that an
simpleton. Her only blessing is that she is a vessel for her
The old man Abram stood up from the rickety
table and walked over to the child. He knelt in front of her, and
pushed back the hood that covered her head, as if he were uncovering
delicate object. He placed a hand under her chin, and tilted her
up to his. His eyes widened at what he saw. Her face was blank, a
studied blankness; her eyes were opaque jewels, glittering and
She stared at him with an unflinching gaze; or perhaps that was only
way her eyes were focused.
He backed away, shuddering, letting her head
abruptly back into place under the hood. Abram was obviously
and looked much older than his sixty-some years. He looked at
who was studying the floor beneath her feet.
"Anyone with a drop of magical ability
sense her intelligence! Lowell, you have some explaining to
No one saw the child's expressionless lips
into a smile.