My name is Kathern Rid or so I thought it was. Acually I'm not really sure of who I am at the moment myself. But I'm getting way ahead of myself.
For every good story has to start somewhere.
I am an orphan who grew up in a small town in America. The town was simple yet very complex. I grew up in Nutley, New Jersey a small town that to me made the world look so small. I thought their was nothing but my little town in New Jersey but I was wrong and boy was I wrong. When I turned 12 someone adopted me from my small home, the adoption center. The woman was dressed in a blackcoat and then shortly after she picked me up she took me on a plane to London. I was brought to a house in Godrics Hollow where a man woman and baby boy were waiting for me. The woman picked me up and kissed my head I thought her rosy cheaks and dirty blonde hair were a sign that she was my mother but I was wrong I am always wrong.
I lived in that house for 4 years and was home schooled until one night when I put my brother to bed I heard a noise in the parlor. I kissed him softly on the forehead and ran downstairs. Green and red lights were flying everywhere. I heard screams of...
"Avada Kedavra"
"Sectumsempra"
and then a dark voice said " I told that I would let you live if you took care of her until I needed her. Guess what I need her now and I have come to
collect what I deserve and their is nothing you can do about it. She has a power I will not let pass by. Thank you for delivering her to me.
Avada Kedavra! Avada Kedavra!"
My parents dropped to the floor I screamed and the dark voice ran over to me and grapped me and whisped," Time to help me out!" I went black I don't remember anything else. But I do know far away a boy with a scar on his fore head woke up screaming. He had seen everything that had just occured. Now our story can properly begin. Although reliving the events can be just as painful as the first time they happened.
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"Harry we heard you screaming you al'right mate you gave us a scare", Ron said patting me on my back. What had just happened I saw that girl her parents were murdered. She ooked confused and scared at the same time and I couldn't save her. I slowly sat up inmy bed and looked out across the room
"Ron, Hermione", but they were not alone,"Ginny", I said half awake. Ever since Ginny and I broke up things had been tense. We had not talked or laughed tgether in the longest time, I missed it. I also missed alot of things. I missed my mum and my dad. I also missed Cedric Diggory, he died a painful death. I also missed Sirus, the closest thing I had to a father. And I missed my headmaster, proffeser, mentor, and friend. I had to leave her I couldn't lose her too, because I love her. Oh god I love her. Why wouldn't I, her red hair is like fire that can not be tammed and her freckles are like stars that dance in the sky. Her face was beautiful and her personalty matched her looks perfectly, she was tough yet gentle and she had a temper,oh boy did she have a temper. Her lips tasted just the way she was sweet.
'Potter what are you thinking thinking about kissing Ginny! You can't love her she could die too!'
I can't help it she was just so wonderful to me before the break-up.
'Harry I know we enjoyed dating Ginny but you need to move on, but more importantly let her move on.'
I can't push her away, I won't
'Harry please push her away'
No
'Push her away'
No 'Push her away'
No
'Push her away'
No
'HARRY JAMES POTTER PUSH HER AWAY!'
"NOOOO!"
"Harry what do you mean no you look as if you are fighting with yourself?", Ginny said as almost if she were miles away.
"Sorry guys bad dream is all didn't mean to wake you", I said trying not to make eye contact with Ginny.
"Harry we don't mind being awake, what we do mind is being pushed away or some of us anyway!" and with that Ginny stomped out of sight.
"Nice going Harry, Ginny wait please", Hermione said as she ran after Ginny.
' Nice bloody job Potter'
Shut it
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I slammed my head against my pillow but I could tell someone was watching me.
"Harry, mate, listen we got to talk talk not as protective older brother but as best friend, Ron Weasley".
"Ron their is nothing to talk about, not anymore," I muttered under my breath.
"Blimey Harry, when are you going to give up you like my sister I can tell. What I can't tell is why you push her away? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of lossing her or having someone hurt her? I can't beleive I'm saying this so I'n just gonna say it. Harry my sister is a big girl and she can make her own desicions wheither you like it or not. Why don't you let her choose what to do with her own life? Can't you let her live her own life happily and with no regrets?"
"But that is it Ron", I interupped,"What if she gets hurt or worse she might not be happy with the descion she made. I would not be able to live with myself".
"Harry let her make her own mistakes and descions because that is part of being human you can continue you to push away or you can be happy with the decsion she made and be happy together. Push her away if you have to but don't do something you will regret. 'night 'Arry."
"Night Ron".
"Oh and Harry one more thing do you love her, mate?"
"Yeah I do".
"Than just tell her that she will apprecate the truth more than being pushed away".
"Thanks Ron".
"Oh and Harry".
"Yah Ron".
"You have my blessing mate 'night".
"Night". Just for that second or maybe it was a minute or maybe even an hour Harry felt well... Happy.
Back at Godrics Hallow
"Please don't hurt me I'll do what ever you want anything please", Kathern begged.
"Anything eh?"
To be continued...