The Power of the Phoenix

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried onto the Hogwarts Express. They were going into their fifth year. After the summer had gone by they were very happy to go back to Hogwarts. Voldemort had gone around killing people like mad in Scotland. They had been really been worried about some of there friends, but they had got letters from all of them.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the loser team from Gryffindor," Draco said as he entered the compartment.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"Haven't you heard? Hogwarts is getting an exchange student from America and I'm assigned to show her around. She said she would meet me at compartment 456 which you are in," Malfoy said.

"Actually you are in compartment 457 Malfoy, so bug off!" Hermione said.

Malfoy went red and stalked out of the compartment. Right after he left Ginny and the twins came in.

"Did you guys see the girl in the compartment next to yours?" Fred asked.

"She's hot!" George said.

"Too bad Draco Malfoy got to her before we did," Fred said.

"Sit down you guys, and lock the door, we have to start getting going over the plan," Hermione said.

"Oh yeh," Fred said and quickly shut the door.

"Ginny, do you have the letter from Fleur?" Harry asked.

"Yeh, I have it," Ginny said and pulled out the letter and handed it to Harry, "she said that because of what was happening in France she might be coming somewhere around Christmas or sooner."

Hermione opened the letter and began to read it to the group.

Dear Ginny,

Because of all the stuff that is happing in France (I can't tell you what is happing in France because I don't want to put you in danger) I might be coming to Hogwarts around Christmas or sooner if conditions worsen. Please don't tell anyone, I don't want anyone to know.

The letter had some personal stuff in it that Hermione skipped over until she came to the end.

Ginny, the next thing I have to stay is very important. You must do exactly as I say. Tell the people you most trust the plot we have been coming up with.

Love,

Fleur Delacour

"And that's how you came to know about the plot, we are the only people in all of the U.K. and Ireland who know what is really going on," Ginny said.

"What other countries know?" Ron asked.

"France, Bulgaria, Italy, Greece, China and Japan," Ginny said.

"Okay, let's get started on our part of the plot," Ron said.

* * * * * * *

Draco walked into compartment 456 and saw the exchange student waiting for him. She was beautiful, long blond hair, blue-green eyes, and perfect teeth, a lot like Fleur.

"Hi," Draco said, "I'm Draco Malfoy, your tour guide."

"I know who you are. But do you know who I am?" the girl asked.

"No," Draco said.

"I am Myra Heartrose, the daughter of Kurt Heartrose the Minister of Magic for America, so don't try to do anything stupid," Myra said.

"I won't, I promise. What house are you in?" Draco asked.

"Gryffindor, I think," Myra said.

"I'm a Slytherin," Draco said.

"Why would I care?" Myra asked.

"Slytherin and Gryffindor are enemies," Draco said.

"Says who? Is there a law that says they have to be enemies? Or is it just some stupid school tradition? Do you have to be enemies? Or do you choose to be?" Myra asked.

"Er... I guess that it partly choice and partly school tradition," Draco said.

"Well since we're supposed to be enemies can you tell me why you are being so nice to me?" Myra asked.

"Well Dumbledore did ask me to show you around, so I still have to do that," Draco said.

"You don't have to show me around. I can take care of myself!" Myra said, and with that she left a stunned Draco sitting by himself.

Myra walked down the train and went into an empty compartment and closed the door. She took out a small journal and opened it. She pulled out a pen and began to write.

Okay, so it's my first day and this guy has already hit on me. I can tell you that not only is this going to be an incredible weird school, but the people here have some pretty weird "traditions", I mean come on, you would not even believe some of them! So this one guy I was telling you about, his name is Draco Malfoy, or something like that, he says that Gryffindors and Slytherins have to be enemies. Well you know me; I think that that is so incredibly stupid. I mean probably most of the students here get bad grades because they are to busy getting in fights with their "enemies" that is so stupid.

Well I am just going to have to try and fix it. Of course, if I to do that, I will have to do a little bit of research on the Four Founders. I know that their last names are Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. I also know that the headmasters name is Professor Albus Dumbledore, and the head of my house is Professor Minerva McGonagall. I hope to meet some new friends soon.

I must confess to you I miss my boyfriend Danny or known to his parents as Daniel Alexander Riddle. I miss his green eyes, sometimes I felt like those eyes could see right through me and knew everything there was to know about me, and his "blond" hair, it was brown at the top but it turned into a dirty blond about a half of a inch from the top, and then there is his smile. It could make any girl faint. It is so perfect, nice straight white teeth. It could make movie stars jealous. And his muscles! Oh, my god! They are so incredibly perfect it is unbelievable! He is so cute in swim trunks, and hot and gorgeous and completely sexy!

Well just the other day my cousin Fleur Delacour sent me a letter telling me about one of her friends that goes to Hogwarts. Her name is Ginny Weasley, she told me to give her a package so I better go find her. Until next time I write.

* * * * * * *

"So now you know what you need to get. Are there any questions?" Ginny asked.

"Nope," everyone said.

"Good," Ginny said and stood up, "I have to go, I will talk to you later."

As soon as Ginny left Fred and George got up and left. Ginny was walking back to her friends when Draco Malfoy stepped out in front of her.

"Have you seen Myra, the new girl?" he asked desperately.

"No, why do you ask?" Ginny said.

"She walked out on me! I have to find her! Dumbledore will kill me if she gets hurt!" Draco practically screamed and ran off to find Myra. As soon as he had gone a blond hair girl stepped out of the compartment in front of Ginny.

"Can I help you?" Ginny asked.

"Actually you can," the girl said, "I'm looking for someone named Ginny Weasley. Can you tell me where I might find her?"

"I'm Ginny," Ginny said.

"I'm Myra Heartrose, my cousin, Fleur Delacour, asked me to give this to you," Myra said and pulled out a small box, "she said you would know what to do with it."

"Thank you," Ginny said and took the box.

"See you around," Myra said and hurried off.

Ginny went into the empty compartment and opened the box. Inside was the thing Fleur had said she would send. Ginny pulled out a small diary, flipped to a page that was empty, pulled out a quill and began to write.

Fleur sent me what she said she would send me. I can't tell you what it is because if someone where to read this then all our hard work and planning would go to waste. I don't know how I got mixed up in this, but if Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, or George gets hurt it is my fault since I brought them into this. I guess I kind of know how I got into this. It was last school year.

It was a day after Cedric had died. Harry was still in the hospital and everyone was scared for him. Mr. Fudge had left because of something Dumbledore had said. Anyway I was walking along the lake and I saw Fleur sitting by herself, crying. I went over to her and asked what was wrong.

"I am worried about my future," she said, "the Dark Lord is back, and our plan is going to..." she trailed off realizing she had said too much.

"What plan?" I asked.

"I can't tell you," she said, "unless you agree to join."

I agreed. Now I have put my whole family at risk because of me. And if three brothers isn't enough I have to get Bill and Charlie to join as spies. We don't dare tell Percy because he works at the Ministry and he would tell.

Ginny put away her diary and changed into her robes just as the train pulled into the station.

* * * * * * *

Myra walked into the trio's compartment. Harry, Ron and Hermione looked up.

"Hi I'm Myra. I'm new and I was wondering if you could tell me where I might find some fifth year Gryffindors," Myra said.

"We're fifth year Gryffindors," Hermione said.

"You can hang with us if you want to," Harry said.

"I would like that very much," Myra said.

"I'm Hermione Granger, that's Ron Weasley," Hermione said pointing to Ron who was practically in shock.

"And I'm Harry Potter," Harry said.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Myra Heartrose," Myra said.

"Don't you know who Harry Potter is?" Ron asked.

"Of course I do. Who doesn't? I just thought that for once when Harry meet someone he would like it if they didn't gawk over his name and scar," Myra said.

"Thank you for the consideration Myra, no one has ever thought of that, not even my best friends," Harry said glaring at Ron who turned bright red.

"Well I know how it feels," Myra muttered.

"Do you have any siblings?" Hermione asked.

"I have a younger sister who lives in America. My parents got divorced and my dad stayed in America because of his job, and my mom moved here and dragged me along, away from my friends, my boyfriend, and my school, so know I have to start all over again," Myra said.

"I'm sorry," Hermione said.

"Me too," Harry said.

"I'll be your boyfriend!" Ron said.

"Ron!" everyone said.

"Well," Myra said, "there are ten minutes before we arrive."

"I'm going to go change," Hermione said and left. She went into an empty compartment and changed into her robs. Once she was done she pulled out a small book and quill, opened it, and started to write.

Just a few minutes ago I met Myra Heartrose the daughter of Kurt Heartrose the Minister of Magic of America. I don't think the guys know who she is. I heard her dad and mom got a divorce and her mom moved here taking Myra with her. I feel sorry for her.

Anyway Ginny told me what she needs me to get for our part of the plot. I'm getting really nervous. If a professor should find out we could get expelled and banished to Antarctica. That would be horrible! But we have to continue to play our part in the plot or bad things could happen.

Once Fleur arrives we are going to leave school for a while. I won't tell you where, because we fear someone might find out by reading someone's journal. We all have to keep journals, because if we die we want people to know what was going on. I think that we might try and get Myra to join because she is related to Fleur. But we would need to ask Fleur, seeing as how she is the one who decides who joins or not.

Hermione slipped her journal into her robs and hurried back to her friends and arrived just as the train arrived at the station.

"Time to get off!" she said cheerfully, and they all went outside, and meet up with Ginny, Fred, and George.

* * * * * * *

Everyone sat down at the Gryffindor table. Fred, Harry, and Ron sat on one side, while George, Myra, Hermione, and Ginny sat on the other side. Draco stopped by their table.

"Prepare to lose at Quidditch this year," He said and walked away.

"He's really stuck up," Myra said.

"He's rich, and so he thinks that just because he is he can behave anyway he wants," Hermione said.

"He also thinks he is great at Quidditch, but he stinks," Ron said.

"That's not very nice Ron," Ginny said.

"It's the truth," George said.

"He also cheats," Fred said.

"Let's change the subject," Harry said.

"That's one thing I can agree to," said Professor Snape, "I don't like you talking about student's behind their backs."

"We're sorry Professor," Myra said, and Snape walked up to the teachers table.

"Who is that?" Myra asked.

"That's Professor Snape," Hermione said.

"He's mean..."

"Nasty..."

"Cruel..."

"Scary..."

"And smart in an evil way!"

"He doesn't sound like someone you want to get angry," Myra said.

"That's right!"

"Correct!"

"Good job!"

"Superb observation!"

"You win!"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Welcome to another wonderful school year," Dumbledore said, "Before we get started with the sorting, there are a few things you need to know. First, the Forbidden Forest is FORBIDDEN!! Because of what happened last year we will not hold any detentions in the forest. Second, there will be no late night Quidditch practices. Third, only people with permission slips may visit Hogsmeade, even with your head of the house permission. Fourth, I would like you all to welcome Professor Annamaria Westbrook."

As he said her name a woman walked into the Great Hall. She had short brown hair, brown eyes, and was very pale. Everyone clapped until she had taken her seat.

"Let the sorting begin!" Dumbledore said.

After the sorting was done, the food appeared on the table and everyone dug in.

"What does Dumbledore mean when he said 'what happened last year'?" Myra asked.

"We'll tell you after dinner," Hermione said.

After they where finished eating, a Perfect lead them up to the entrance.

"Password?" the fat lady asked.

"Proffer," said the Perfect.

The Portrait swung open and they all went inside. Myra followed Hermione up the stairs to their dorm. After the other girls had gone to sleep Hermione and Myra went down to the common room, Harry and Ron were already there.

"Okay, so what happened?" Myra asked.

"Well there is the version everyone knows, but there is a version that only the three of us know," Harry said, "It was the day before the Finale task...

Harry went into Divination class. Professor Trelawney had called him to the classroom. If it had been anyone but a professor, Snape wouldn't have let him go. Snape was said to be afraid of Trelawney, for some reason.

"You have finally have come, Harry Potter," the Professor said, "I want you to look into the crystal ball and tell me what you see."

Harry sighed and looked into the ball, what he saw surprised him. He saw Cedric falling to the ground, crowds screaming, and then he saw Voldemort killing more people.

"What do you see?" she asked.

"Just the awards ceremony," Harry said...

After I left I told Ron and Hermione what had happened. I tried to tell Dumbledore, but Snape wouldn't let me into his office and told me to go back to my house. If I could have told Dumbledore what I had saw Cedric might still be alive."

"It's not your fault Harry, it's Snape's. He should have let you through," Myra said.

"What are you four still doing up. It's close to midnight and you have classes tomorrow," Professor McGonagall said.

"I'm sorry professor, it was my fault. I was having them explain how things worked around here," Myra said.

"Okay. Go to bed, and make sure your up on time," Professor McGonagall said and left. The foursome headed up stairs and went to bed.

Unknown to the school a man appeared down by the lake. He had beach blond hair that shown in the moonlight. His cloak was drenched in blood. With one look at the school, he went into a dead faint.