Haku sat gazing at the stars, "it's much prettier here any way," he seemingly said to himself. "No other spirit's running around constantly asking stupid questions, or little girls wandering." Haku looked saddened as he mentioned this. "But you know, I'm not going to be able to stay much longer if you don't except me as your guardian." He finished looking down at the small river. Almost in acknowledgement the water moved a bit faster.
Haku suddenly looked up and saw a boy with jet-black hair "Oh no here he comes again," Haku dived down into the crystal waters changing to his dragon form and hiding himself in the depths. Haku felt the water pull at him then felt it begin to accept him. "No," he thought. Haku's body began to glow with a strange, blue, green light. "Not right now," he thought again desperately, before fainting from the exhaustion of acceptation.
Harry Potter walked to the edge of the small river and looked numbly in. He sat down and felt almost a pull in his chest "I could end it now," he said aloud scooting close to the edge. "I could make it all stop." He leaned closer to the water. "All I have to do is let go," he suddenly let go of the bank. Sliding into the water he shut his eyes tight, while holding his breath. Out of nowhere there came a blinding flash. Harry opened his eyes seeing himself glowing brightly, before he fainted from lack of air.
Haku woke as the boy with the bright green eyes plummeted into the water. He watched horrified as the light meant for him also engulfed the boy. Changing back to human form he swam towards the boy, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the shore. Haku dragged him out of the water and on to the shore. He wasn't breathing. He quickly pumped the boys chest 1, 2,3,4, Haku pressed his mouth to the boys breathing into his lungs. Haku felt wonderful and giddy in a way he had only felt once before when he met that girl…Chihiro five years ago. The boy spluttered and spit up water. Haku backed away and wiped his mouth. Haku now realized there was going to be a lot going on soon…now that he'd found his mate.
Harry woke at the shore looking around trying to remember what had happened. He had no idea. His last memory was right before he fell in the water. Then suddenly all he could see was that flash of light again, and something pushing him towards the shore. "Probably the giant squid," he thought sitting up. He looked around. Everything looked normal maybe he had just drifted back to shore. No that couldn't be, something…or someone had saved him. He got up and began to walk back towards the castle, as he turned his back on the river he heard a large splash. Turning he saw nothing but ripples on the water.
Harry stood at entrance to the Griffendor tower soaking wet. "Butter cup," he spoke softly, it was far past the hours he should have been out. Ever since he had discovered the river running from the lake, it had felt as if he was some how connected. Harry had gone to visit the river waters every night, to the point where Hermione had begun to get worried. Neither of them had yet told Ron. Ron just wouldn't take to something like that, and lately Ron's taunting of the stupidest things made Harry cringe.
"Harry you're later than usual," she spoke from the chair nearest the common room fire.
"Sorry," he mumbled under his breath.
"My god Harry you're soaked, what did you do fall in"
"No, I…I jumped in myself," Harry thought back and couldn't remember why he had done it, it was almost as if he had done it on impulse now. He could remember feeling the soothing water, and the way it made him feel safe. The way he had woken up on the shore, and no one had been there. Who had saved him?
"Why did you do that?" Hermione asked almost knowing she would not get and answer. Harry rarely talked to anyone since Dumbledore had been murdered. Well, now that she thought of it, it actually started after he lost Sirius. Harry began to walk off, "wait," called Hermione as she summoned a towel, "here we don't want you getting a cold now do we." she smiled. Harry nodded and went up the stairs towards the boy's dormitories laying the towel over his wet hair. It just seemed like Harry didn't care at all now. Voldemort was still out running a muck and Harry didn't care.
"I'm going to check this out," Hermione murmured, before she herself went to her dormitory to go to sleep. "Tomorrow I'll go to the library and see if there are any books on mental conditions," she thought changing into her nightgown and yawning, "Yes tomorrow." Almost as soon as she hit the pillow she fell asleep.
In the boys dormitory
Harry twisted and turned in bed he felt as if he were on fire, his whole body was burning. It wasn't a hurtful burning but almost passionate. Then, the dreams came. He had been having them since he began visiting the river. A serpent almost looking like it was flying through the water. Suddenly, it changed into a stunningly handsome boy. Harry couldn't help but smile in his sleep. The boy swam over to where Harry had sunk. Holding him and pulling him towards the shore. Once there, he looked at Harry intently.
Harry awoke with a start. His scar felt as if it had been pierced with a knife. His clothes were torn to shreds as something silvery and blue began to protrude through his back, silver horns sprouted from his crown. Harry could take no more. A shrill scream was heard through out Griffendor tower. The wings were drawn back in along with his horns.
"You ok mate," Ron asked walking over. Harry nodded. "Are you sure, your eyes look weird and so does your hair, bloody hell Harry your bleeding." Harry turned to look at his shirt finding ragged holes in the cloth and two very long and deep cuts in his back coming down from the top of his shoulder blades. He had blood streaming down his face from the cuts on his head. Harry thought he was going to be sick. Ever since Dumbledore's death he had been getting light headed around blood, even his own.
Harry ran to the bathroom and leaned his head over the toilet as he heard running feet moving up the stairs to the tower. "Harry are you ok," Hermione came running in to stop short as she looked at him. She instantly came back to herself. "Ron get madam Pomfre, Hurry," she yelled at the still disgruntled red head. He ran from the room. Ginny walked in to look at Harry.
"Oh no, Harry are you ok," Ginny screeched running to his side. Anyone could tell the young girl had adored Harry since the time he had saved her from near death in the Chamber of Secrets. She was scared out of her wits at the sight of him.
Harry nodded, " I will be I just felt a little sick is all," he straightened himself up. "It wasn't a dream," he thought, Harry ran a hand over where his horns should have been he felt to tiny bumps, he gulped, "why do these things always happen to me." He ran a hand over his back, "wings?" he asked aloud everyone stared at him. He fainted. He woke Up two seconds later to Hermione saying "Hold still Harry this may burn a little bit," she poured a cool liquid on to the wounds in his back, it instantly began to burn. She took a cotton ball and poured some of the liquid in the wounds on his head before dabbing them with the cotton ball. Harry gritted his teeth. He felt something in him burn when she touched him. It was almost like jeolousy from another person. It was unexplainable and it worried Harry. Harry's ears were burning with conversation why did everyone have to be so loud?
"There that should clean it," Hermione said rubbing off the last of the blood and looking at him worriedly. "I need to check this out, I'll just sneak to the library tonight after everyone's asleep again. I knew something was wrong," she thought to herself.
Harry looked at her, "Need to check what out?" He asked her.
"Oh sorry did I just say that out loud silly me," she said covering her mouth.
"I didn't hear you say anything Hermione," Ginny said.
Just then they were interrupted as Neville walked in.
"Harry what did you do to your hair, and what is wrong with your eyes," Neville asked looking at him strangely. Harry looked at the mirror, he now had blue/green streaks twisting there way through his hair, and his eyes had gone a crystal blue, "why in Merlin's name is this happening to me?" he thought to himself.
Madame Pomfre came running in, " by Jove Harry what have you gone and done now," she said looking at his back, eyes and hair. Then stopped with a surprised look.
"What is it Madam?" asked Hermione.
"Oh nothing just looking at the damage," the nurse covered up quickly.
"A little to quickly," thought hermione," she's hiding something."
"Who's hiding something?" asked Harry aloud.
Hermione gave him an odd look, and madam Pomfre was again taken by surprise, "O bloody hell a full blood, wonderful," she muttered to herself aloud. Harry didn't hear her.
Harry still felt a little sick as the school nurse bandaged his back and pretended to try millions of counter curses on his hair and eyes, she herself knowing there was not one, "I'm sorry Harry but you may have to deal with that blue color for a…for a while I will go work on trying to fix it though I will check on you in the morning, so no running off before classes start, am I understood?" she asked Harry only receiving a nod. "Ok everyone back to their beds, goodnight," she said quickly leaving. "I hope Minerva has not gone to sleep yet," she said quietly as she closed the door.
"Harry are you still awake?" Ron asked.
Harry grunted "mmhmm"
"Why do you think they didn't ask what happened to you"
It hit Harry full force no one had asked him what happened. "That's strange," Harry thought. "You would think that at least someone would have asked what had happened to me, not even Hermione did?" Harry began to drift to sleep the whole thing had wore him out.
"Goodnight Harry," Ron whispered but Harry was already asleep.
In The Head Mistresses Office
"I can't believe this is happening, and a river spirit none the less." McGonagle looked disgruntled in her cotton nightgown her hair had fallen round her shoulders and was very messy.
"I'm sorry Minerva but that's the only thing this could be you know the signs, I knew it right away," replied a very tired looking Madam Pomfre. "Please, can we deal with this in the morning, after I attend to Mr. Potter, I am quite tired and I know you are to, lets just get some rest." The nurse stalked away heading to her room. Hermione ducked out of the way as she did. Not usually the one to get into any trouble, she had snuck out and followed the nurse knowing she would have to tell somebody of what she had just encountered.
"A river spirit," Hermione thought to herself. "That would explain why he keeps sneaking out to the river, but what did the spirit do to him?"
Her question was answered as McGonagle muttered, "Bonding with a river spirit only Harry Potter could do such a thing."
END
