London, I Love You.
Hello there I'm Hermione Granger; I'm a normal student at South Bromsgrove Community High School, meaning I'm top of my class though of course I'm not here to boast of my good grades. My life was what you'd call typical, I mean I get up in the morning, go to school, go home, sleep, it goes on and on. Until that fateful day I met him. Well let's just say he gave me one hell of a wake up call from my boring life and made me realize that life is too short and that I should do everything I can to make the best of it. Of course when meeting him you'd not generally be happy about seeing him, because let me tell you I wasn't. ("Hey!") Sorry! But it's the truth I wasn't happy one bit. Let's begin on that wretched Friday evening where I was left alone at home when he decided to 'pop' in and see me.
It was cold in the evening and Hermione's parents were out, they were having dinner at this restaurant for their anniversary and Hermione was left alone to watch over the house. She was currently at her room finishing her course works for school that probably won't be due until the next month. Suddenly she heard a crashing sound downstairs and heard a deep male voice curse loudly then it went quiet. Her head snapped up and she narrowed her cinnamon eyes on her closed door. She stood up and quietly slipped outside her attic room and went downstairs to the family room. She scanned the room for any intruder but was met by an empty room filled with a television set, their couch and the towering bookshelves her parents owned. Deciding to investigate further on the odd sound she went to the kitchen and like in the family room she saw nothing.
"Must be my imagination." She said sighing, as she pushed some of her curls away from her hair. She quietly chuckled and then stopped as she saw a feather on top of the counter. Her eyes widened in shock and said, "Did a chicken get into our house?"
"I'm not that thin, Granger, to be compared to a chicken. Jeez." Came that deep male voice again. She quickly spun around only to see the kitchen sink. "Who are you?" she questioned, quickly grabbing the nearest thing to her for protection which was a pot. "Don't get your knickers in a bunch. I'm not here to hurt you that's not my job. To be perfectly honest I shouldn't even be talking to you." the voice replied. "Then why are you talking to me then?" she fired back. She heard chuckling from behind her and as she turned around she saw the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. He was over six feet tall with a slim body but a well built frame. He was neither scrawny nor muscular. He has jet-black hair that sticks up every where but in a good way. But the most captivating thing she noticed was his emerald eyes and pure white wings. Yeah, you read that right, he had wings.
"Oh my GOD!" she said before approaching him. "You have got to be kidding me. Halloween is over already and besides aren't you too old to wear a costume?"
He rolled his eyes and indicated his shoulders where his wings were situated. She grabbed it and examined the white feathers. "Cool, it actually looks realistic, where'd you get them?" she asked as she stroked his feathers. He groaned and said, "I didn't buy them it's a part of my body, genius."
"Yeah, right." But when she grabbed it and yanked it off his shoulder the only thing she got was a loud hiss and a glare from the boy. "Okay, did you super glue them because I can't take them off of you." Again he rolled his eyes but this time he pried her fingers off his wings and said calmly, "No I did not. IT'S. PART. OF. MY. BODY. Did you get it?" She snorted then moved away from the good-looking boy.
"So was that you who made the noise?" asked Hermione. He nodded while he sat at the top of her kitchen counter. "Mind telling me why you're here?" He nodded again, smiling. "Care to elaborate?"
"Sure. I'm Harry Potter, you're guardian angel." Replied Harry.
"Mhmm. And I'm the Queen of England." She replied as she hid the pot she was holding in one of their cabinets. "Seriously, if you're some psychotic madman on the run and happen to pass by our house, please make up a better story than that to convince me. Jeez even Crooks – that's my cat – can make a better lie than that when he's hungry." As she said this a ginger cat appeared from the back door, a stray boot on its mouth.
"This him?" Harry asked while the ginger cat jumped up the chair to reach Harry in the counter. As soon as Crooshanks was able to reach Harry, he purred and crawled at the angels lap. "Traitor." muttered Hermione and to her disbelief the cat meowed and buried its face on the lap of the boy as if provoking his master. "He seems to like me unlike you." Said Harry amusedly as the two continued on their silent banter; Crooshanks silently provoking Hermione to get near him, while Hermione narrowed her eyes at the cat.
"Anyway, you were saying?" said Hermione. Harry looked up from staring at Crooshanks fur to the brown-haired girl. "I'm an angel, dot dot dot?"
"Oh right," he replied catching on to her odd statement. "I'm your guardian angel and like any guardian angel I'm supposed to you know, protect you and stuff. By the way can you do me a favor?"
"Sure."
"Stop tripping on your own two feet. It hurts my back from catching you all the time." He said smirking slightly at her insulted look. "Just kidding. But seriously I do that all the time. Protecting you I mean and as I've said I shouldn't even be talking to you right now."
"Then why are you here?" she asked sarcastically.
"Well when I, you know-" He made an invisible rope out of thin air and pretended to hang himself. "I had this contract under my name because apparently my family is of pure blood. We're those types of people who watch over others. So I became an angel. Apparently yours too."
"How do you know?" she asked skeptically.
"Your mum's guardian angel is your grandmum." He replied simply while petting Crooshanks. But before Hermione could ask him another question the front door suddenly opened to reveal her parents.
"Hermione?" her mother called out and both Harry and Hermione could hear her approaching footsteps.
"Shit. Your Nana will seriously kill me. I have to go but I'll talk to you soon." He hastily said. And before she could say 'Wait!' he flapped his wings then disappeared.
