So, this is my new story to replace the old crap one. Hopefully, this will be better.
Valkyrie looked around the hospital room. There was a dull pain in her side, but she didn't notice it, for she was trying to remember the dream she had. But it was slipping away from her like water through her fingers.
"Valkyrie? Valkyrie! Where are you?" The boy said. He had black hair and glasses, and the coolest scar, shaped like a lightning bolt on his head.
"Harry! Harry I'm over here! Help me!" Valkyrie called, hating how weak her voice was. She had full body chains locking her in place. The cell was damp and only 3 candles to light it up. Harry charged in and said some words in Latin, pointing a wand- yes an actual wand- and the chains fell away. He caught her before she fell and they hurried out. But just as they were leaving, and Valkyrie stepped through the door, Harry was pulled back, and a knife slid across his throat. Someone grabbed Valkyrie from behind and she was pulled away screaming, and the door swung shut.
Harry woke up covered in sweat, looking sadly at his owl, Hedwig. His scar burned but he could barley feel it as his mind raced like when he was on his broom. That amazingly beautiful girl was there again. Valkyrie Cain. Completely and outstandingly beautiful, with the nicest eyes he'd ever seen. If only he hadn't died each time he had a dream about her. The clock struck midnight.
"Happy Birthday to Me." He whispered, feeling his heart drop to his stomach.
So very short I know, but it's just the opening and will hopefully get better. Better and less cringy then the last one anyway.
Lonelygirl702