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Author's Note:
To all the readers and reviewers of this story :-
Thank you all so much for taking the time to notice my modest little work, it truly means a lot to me. For all of you who are wondering why I haven't updated this story in almost a month, it's because I haven't quite finished Chapter 6 just yet.
Yours in Fellowship,
Jon Clift
To appease your thirst for story, here is a little teaser for the next Chapter.
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Standard Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by J.K. Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to: Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Brothers, Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. The only things owned by the author are: the plot and any character's not previously mentioned in the Official Harry Potter books, all else are property of J.K Rowling and Warner Brothers Inc.
Chapter Six - The Stone In The Lake
"Please, sit down," said Dumbledore. Waving his wand three identical armchairs spun and fell gently to the floor near the desk with a dull thunk. The trio of Gryffindors quickly moved towards the chairs and sat down, unsure whether they would have to speak first. Dumbledore merely stroked the golden feathers upon Fawkes the phoenix's head. Eventually he returned to his usual place, on the opposite side of the desk from the students. Staring over steepled fingers and half-moon spectacles he began to speak when Harry, Hermione and Jonathan had sat down. "Now that we are all comfortable, what is it you wished to tell me Harry?"
Feeling nervous now that he was about to tell his headmaster about the dreams, Harry replied. "Well sir, I've been having these dreams." Jonathan looked up sharply at Harry, a confused look upon his face. Harry, not noticing this, continued. "I keep waking up from them shivering and shaking. All I can remember is a golden light, a deep voice and phoenix song."
Dumbledore merely smiled and said, "Please continue Harry." Jonathan and Solaris, however, shared a quick uncertain look. Finally taking note of the strange exchanges between father and son, Harry faltered. "Er…Well, the voice also talks to me when I question something. You know, like when I think to myself, 'Where is everybody?' the voice answers."
"Indeed," said Solaris. "Albus, you know what this means?" He shot an inquiring look at the headmaster. Jonathan also looked to Dumbledore but his gaze kept flickering to his father, as if holding a mental conversation with him. Eventually after what felt like hours but was in fact only a minute or two, Dumbledore answered.
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Hope you liked this little hint of what is to come - I hope to complete the chapter very soon, and post it on here not long afterwards. Thanks once again for your interest in this.