The Singing Bird and the Order Of Birds *HP Love Story* B5 |Completed|

Chapter 1: Dreaming Of A Rainbow

Ally's PoV-
Sometimes being scared is okay. Other times, no good can come from screaming, crying, cursing, or staying frozen. Maybe sometimes fighting back will not do you any good. It's hard to know what to do. You might be just as confused as I am. I am already old enough that I shouldn't be scared of monsters or ghosts or whatever. Then you figure out that there's a world you never thought was real. Some monsters that you are scared of, are actually good. Others that you are scared of are bad like you thought. Most though, you never have thought about. That's because some are to scary to describe. Then there's that one last option, they don't look scary, not really anyways, but they are as scary as, well, ten times scarier then what you can dream and think of. Something your own parents would be scared to crap from. Something they can't protect you from or they're too scared and do whatever the monster says no matter if your life is on the line.
Most will think, my parents can't be that scared. Well, this might scare the heck out of you but they would be if they saw a creature like Voldemort.
He's the last option, and at the end of the year last year he didn't make any sense. Last year, NOTHING made any sense. I love goofing off and being myself but this is too dangerous. Because Voldemort came back. Now here's the story from my point of view and Harry's. We wrote it ourselves fitting in the missing pieces and connecting them.
As Ally let Cedric take the cup, he disappeared, making Ally freak out. Rushing to figure out what happened we will turn to the stadium. Everyone is in silence, waiting for something to happen. They didn't realize what was coming though. Harry fiddled around with his fingers. He got up and when to use the bathroom. Even though he didn't need to, he was just bored. As he entered Hogwarts, something clouded his sight then he fainted.
(That is where I punch him for leaving the last task no caring what might happen.)
When he woke up, he saw Cedric's dead body, laying on the ground looking like he died a few minutes before. Harry noticed this place from his dreams.
(This is where I punch him again from not telling me about his dreams.)
This is long story short, Voldemort takes Harry and Peter Pettigrew's blood and comes back, then proposes a fight with Harry (even though we all know Harry has to say yes.) and Harry escapes.
If Harry thought harder about my past, he would know about Voldemort getting me at the age I AM NOW! Then I have this meeting with Dumbledore and guess what;
"Dear Ally, I can't keep this from you anymore. You are not a seasoning, that is just something I came up with to give you more courage. I used Wingardium Leviosa on the water and used other spells to make you believe. You can only control other people's feelings. Which I don't know how you do, but it's all false."
He stares at me for a moment.
"Well I just can't believe I fell for that. How can I talk to animals then?"
"Another piece," Dumbledore gives me a small smile, "of your one talent other than goofing off. It's a part of controlling others feelings."
So I have no defense. Just to make it worse, I have dreams too.
A dark room with small glowing balls enters my mind, I walk around until I find my ball in alley 1. It say ALLY CROUCH. It's unlike most of the balls that have much better titles. I stare at the ball then grab it. Then I drop it and a puff of smoke pours out. Then the dream turns into another.
I'm in the same room, but it seems darker and creepier. I travel along, as if curious (even though if it were me, and my opinions I would only be curious to find a flipping door out) and soon a voice rises from the depths of the room.
"Dear Ally, it's time. It's time for you." The voice whispers it over and over again. I know it's Voldemort.
I would launch up on my bed, which was the bottom bunk, and hit my head. Alex would hang from the side and whisper, "A bad dream again?"
Then I would nod my head. This happened so many times that I had to go to the top bunk so I wouldn't hit my head. I didn't stop the dreams. Those would never stop coming.
Er, you might be wondering were I am. No I'm not at Alex's, well I am. This is hard to explain. There was no Alex's until this year. When her father got a house to live in. In fact, there is no Ally's anymore. My grandma, grandpa, and I can't stay there anymore so they will leave after Harry comes to Alex's as the last guest. Oh it's also called Harry's since Harry's place is bad for him. Sirius is also Harry's godfather so, that's that. Alex and Harry are actually now brother and sister. Even though they don't treat each other that way. Well, they do...
Harry still hasn't arrived yet. I've been wait for an hour after they told me that they were leaving. I started studying the house again. On the first floor is the living room, kitchen, dining room, Sirius' room, Weasley's room (The Parents). On the second floor is the boys' room, a bathroom, a lounge and Sirius' brother's empty room. On the third floor is Sirius' old room, which is now Alex's (I will describe it later), a bathroom, the girls' room, and a lounge. There are more empty rooms that we need to discover. Also clean, like the dining room, which is not useable because it's so dirty. So we try to all eat in the kitchen. Then I hear Mrs. Weasley's voice. I ran downstairs. My eyes widened, fixed on Harry. His hair was cut short but it made his eyes pop out a bit more. His eyes caught mine. The emerald was happy but dimmed by disappointment. I grabbed his hand and dragged him up the stairs slightly.
"Ally, remember to show him his room."
I nodded, the went slightly pale at the fact that I was holding his hand. Harry blushed bright red making me smile. I haven't blushed in forever, now I only go slightly pale. I of course blush when I laugh though. I dragged him to his room. Before we opened the door, the door slammed in my face. I toppled to the ground, letting go of Harry's hand.
"Gosh Ally, this is like the third time that you fallen to the ground when we meet."
I smile and laughed.
"Tradition?" I asked holding out my hand. He grabbed it and pulling me up, a little too hard. I knocked into his chest. I smiled once again. Then I turned my head up at him. He gazed into my eyes. I gazed into his.
His eyes had erased disappointment, instead I couldn't detect his feelings. Then they all knocked me over to get to Harry. I got up and looked in the boys' room. There were things across a bed. Everything except a file that had MY name on it had cheese covering it. I opened the file, which had a poem of some sort. I grabbed it and thought of a way out. I opened the door quickly then hopped over the fallen soldiers. I grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to Alex's room. I knew he was thinking something I shouldn't know, because he was blushing. Maybe I should use my talent to him. I sat down and looked at him.
"Harry, I don't have any powers other than being metaphormagus, Amagius, and controlling others feelings. Dumbledore told me a lie to give me courage. But I do have this." I waved the file in his face. I opened it and sheets of paper fell out. I read the first one.
Ally Crouch will end the days of fear,
With Harry Potter as her steer,
Her talent will shine,
As Voldemort's crew is in a line,
Dancing along,
Her voice like a singing song,
Alex Black will distract,
As Ally states a fact,
The it will all end,
We will all be friends.
Harry and I stared at it. Now Alex's room was pretty. There were painted green leaves on the wall. Her desk was in a corner and was white. It had a silver fox on it and a purple leaf shade and purple table lamp. Then her bunk bed was left as her on top at the moment. The bunk bed was white, where Alex slept, the covers were really light blue and pink, with a silver fox pillow. On the bottom, there were lavender like purple covers and a purple fuzz pillow (which I don't sleep on because I think it feels like wet shaggy dog fur or something like that).
Harry picked up another paper that had was a letter.
"Will you read it?" I asked Harry.
He nodded, "Dear Ally, you are two at the moment and don't understand anything. Your father has changed, he broke out of jail from his father two years ago and he's hunting us down. You spend your time in the garden, kicking stones, singing, and racing birds and butterflies. You would sometimes press your hand against a tree and walk away. I feel like you will soon climb trees. If you make it. I know he's on his way, all I can do is clean and watch you from the window. Love, Mom."
I sighed then folded the paper and placed it in my small dresser. He picked up the last paper and muttered, "Birth certificate."
I sat back down and rested my head on his shoulder. No Harry and I are not dating, which I wish we were. He gazed into my eyes again. They looked mature but soft. He caressed my cheek. I leaned in, and he didn't act like I was trespassing. I kissed him softly but fluently. He kissed back just as fluent. His hand made it's way up to my cheek. The sparks lingered on his hands and lips. We were like this for a while. Then a knock rose on the door. We both yelped and jumped backwards. He blushed red and I went really pale. I opened the door to see Ginny.
"Uh, hi, I was wondering where, uh, er, never mind."