This is for the Rummikub Game Challenge.
My Tile was Human by Christina Perri...
I don't Own it!
Enjoy!
Human.
I'm only Human.
It hurts when people forget that. When they want me to be this all powerful messiah, or when they want me to save the whole world!
I try, I give it my all, but they want more.
"Get up!" Hermione urged, pulling Harry to his feet. Ron had stayed behind, to hold them off, but Harry could go on. His feet were bleeding, having had to run before he could grab his shoes.
Hermione yelled out when a red curse cut through her shoulder.
"Go!" She pushed Harry. He couldn't breath, but he kept running. He couldn't get caught. He had to keep going.
"Hermione!" Harry screamed out when her scream nearly shattered his eardrums. But he could stay there. He had his wand, he needs to go somewhere he would be safe, even with these guys following him. He gasped when he got it, the one place he would be safe. He gripped his wand, this would either kill him, or save him. He really hopes that it works.
He turned in spot.
And that was the end. It didn't work. Harry was too tired, too hurt. He spliced and ended up half in the place he left, and half landed in a lake somewhere, his magic not enough to take him all the way.
After all, He was only human, only a tired, hurt, weakened, human.
I am so sorry for this. Okay, not really but...
Mars