As I'm sure you are all aware, I do not own the world of Harry Potter...no matter how much I wish for it. Just a bit of background info, the title The Storm is based off the song by Garth Brooks. Just one of those moments where you see something so clearly you must write it down so everyone else can see the picture. The following chapters will be a great deal longer but I wanted to get the idea out there and see how it would go over. Please let me know what you think! Thanks :)
Chapter One
Soaked, she sat on the castles front steps in the pouring rain. Lighting cracked overhead and the thunder shook the ground below her feet. Even she was uncertain if the water on her cheeks fell from the heavens or her own eyes. Minutes, hours, days may have passed unnoticed by the young girl. The only movements she made were to reach for a drenched letter lying beside her on the stone steps, so waterlogged the ink was smudged and running together to form a large blot of black on the yellow parchment which was beginning to dissolve in the rampant weather. That did not matter though for by now she had it memorized yet she kept the horrid reminder as truth for whenever she doubted the reality of her situation.
Her once pristine uniform clung to her as she shivered in the moonlight. Her friends were searching for her, she was sure of it. They jumped out of their seats and tried to follow her as he tore out of the common room in a blind run after receiving a letter from home what was honestly only three hours ago. A letter personally delivered by Professor McGonagall who looked grim as she stepped through the portrait hole. She let a small smile escape at the thought of her best friends tearing the castle apart in search of her. They would never think to look outside for just that morning over breakfast she mentioned her distaste of thunderstorms as the one growing outside made its presence known.
She was not worried about her friends concern at the moment. No, she had more pressing matters weighing on her. Looking down again at the sodden letter she realized that maybe magic could not fix everything no matter how much you wished for it.