Phoenix

~Chapter 5~

Harry watched his two friends curiously. Currently, Cassie and Lily were on the ground rolling around, laughing. Lily just couldn't. She just physically could not handle this anymore. "It's so bloody obvious though!" she wheezed, and Cassie nodded, the tears streaming down her face. "Poor Oliver though, he has absolutely no clue how to handle these kinds of situations." Hermione seemed to catch on then, as she covered her mouth with her hand to stop the giggles that escaped her mouth, to no avail. "That boy has never been devoted to anything apart from Quidditch his entire life, who could possibly have- no... really?" she asked, and her two girl best friends nodded, still laughing. "The tension, I swear-" Cassie managed to get out. Harry and Ron shared a look, before leaving, utterly confused. "You will not believe what Luna can observe, seriously," she said, and Lily banged on the floor, one word rolling around in her brain. Siriusly.

Hermione raised an eyebrow at Cassie, who just shrugged, despite knowing exactly Lily found so funny. "So Luna was telling me about how she'd heard her talking to the girls in the Ravenclaw common room, and honestly, they are both completely infatuated with two things, Quidditch, and each other," Cassie revealed, and Hermione fell into a fit of laughter as well. "And you can practically see the hearts in Oliver's eyes when he sees her, its bloody ridiculous," Lily snorted. She apparated away then, and returned with one Luna Lovegood a few minutes later.

The smiling Ravenclaw happily obliged in recounting her tale to her three friends, and when the boys came back, the girls were still in peals of laughter, clutching their stomachs because of how hard they were laughing. And in the corner, the small form of Crookshanks could be seen, and the woman grinned to herself.

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Later on, she made her way to the Astronomy tower, transforming back to her human form and stretching. She made her way over to Helena Wolfe, who was the soul of Phoenix Fyre who was currently in control of the material form of the magic. The woman grinned at her old friend, and the two sat in silence, watching the stars, minds drifting back to the happy smiles of the past.

Azalea rubbed away the sudden tears that came to her eyes as her eyes drifted towards Regulus, her mind drifting back to the old days when she still lived in happy ignorance of the outside world, when she still had her husband right next to her, when she still had...

"Oh Dorie" she thought to herself, looking from the rails back to the sky, "your daughter is so beautiful." Lena's mind, too, drifted to the memories of Pandora and Azalea, and the times of their fifth year.

She turned her head to her friend. "He's coming," she muttered, "and it'll be hell when he does." She closed her eyes when she remembered the explosion which had supposedly killed her, the man behind it all, the culmination of darkness. Tom Marvolo Riddle. She tsked at his ignorance, thinking he'd killed her. Phoenix Fyre. Was the clue not in the name? The embodiement of the magic might be killed, but the spirit rose from the ashes, choosing a new being to represent it. She snickered to herself again. He thought he'd killed her. "Merlin," she thought to herself, "Grindelwald had tried. And Grindelwald had failed."

So, dear readers, I'm back! (Only took ya a couple of months *rolls eyes*) and we have a small sniplet of the girls, gossiping, and as blisfully ignorant as they are, at least they're having fun. I've also let you in a bit more on the magic that is Phoenix Fyre. You're welcome. (Sarcasm, m'dears, I was simply to lazy to do this earlier.) Next chapter we'll be back to the mqin storyline once more, so strap yourselves in, it's goin' to be a bumpy rideeeeeee.