Harry Potter and the wish of one night.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, will probably never own any of this as much as I would like to. But there are some characters that I will introduce later that I have made up.
Summary: Harry Potter is thinking back to the good old days and wishes that his one and only friend that he had before he was a wizard would come back. Little did he know that she in fact herself was planning on coming back to him that very night. And boy does she have some secrets of her own.
This is a Harry and one of my character fics. The ratings T but I might have to up it. Who knows…? This takes place in seventh year.
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Harry sighed. He was once again at the Dursleys and was sitting at his barred window wondering where SHE was.
He had done this a lot lately, knowing that if she were here right now she would understand all the pain and suffering he was going through, all of the nightmares he had, differing every night to include Cedric, Sirius, Dumbledore, and his Parents.
She would hold him and comfort him even when it came to the most gruesome of parts in his story and she would cry with him and then, in one of her most famous mood swings try to cheer him up failing miserably. How she would get frustrated in a kind way that her cheering up wasn't working and then just looking at her tear stained face with that determined expression on it would make him laugh.
He knew. It had happened before. Of course none of the stuff he would tell her from the past six years would be near as trivial as all the things he had confided in her before that fateful day when he had gotten his Hogwarts letter.
Of course, she was probably off on some date with some guy, as from what he remembered she was quite beautiful. Or worse dead, without him to protect her. Or even worse, Voldermort had her, using her as the next lure to get to him. He shuddered. Where was she? He just wished she would come back that he could see her again.
He remembered all those times he had been numb with pain, numb with loss and hurt, all those times she would be the only thing that kept him living the only part of him not numb. He was numb now. He needed her now. To get through to the raw numbness of his heart. To have her sneak into his room and comfort him when he woke from a nightmare.
He smiled. He remembered she always had this sense. She always new when he was having a nightmare.
That was before his letter. Maybe somehow she had found out about him being a wizard and was scared to come back was scared to comfort him. Scared he would leave her again. He didn't blame her. He remembered the day before he got his first letter, he had promised to meet her in the flower garden the next day. He could imagine her waiting and waiting. The hours going by, hope slowly declining. He had left her. Not on purpose of course but none the less he had left her.
He had come back the next summer hoping against all hope that she would be there but no. She had not been there, nor had she been there any other summer. He sighed once again, looking out to the stars.
"I wish you were here." he whispered, before turning out the light and going to bed, to another night full of nightmares and a certain young girl who could drive them all away.
Unfortunately whenever he was at school he normally didn't give one thought towards her. It was only in the summer when he got back from Hogwarts did he ever think of her, and not even more than a thought or two like 'those were good times' or something like that.
Only this summer was dif. He thought about her almost every night and it pained her that something this big had happened that he would call out to her. She didn't know what had happened, only that it was big, only that it had happened at Hogwarts.
Hogwarts. The school that Harry went to to learn magic. Oh, she new about Hogwarts, after all, all those letters, she merely had to take one. They would not notice. Of course she had gotten her own letter from Hogwarts to. In fact, she had been planning on telling Harry and going to the train with him but he had already been taken by the Dursleys to who knows where.
So she found her way to the train station and had actually seen Harry with a big man next to him and then… she didn't realy know what happened next, all she knew was that she had been about to call out to Harry when she was hit from behind, ambushed.
When she woke up she had found herself in a very strange place. Later she found out that it was a dif. planet on the all. After that… well, there were few things she liked to think about from those times. The only things she would let herself think about was all the training she had had. And maybe a few other memories and times. Nothing else did she think about from those times.
It had been too painful there, too… hopeless. All the death she had seen, all the death she had caused and would cause… it wasn't something she liked to think about. So she focused on her training. She had had much training in the past six or so years.
There had been her mind training. That went on many levels. There was the simple mind to mind communication, the move objects with your mind training, the long distance communication via mind, reading minds, and forcing actions onto another.
The last two were probably the scariest and the hardest to learn. No one could help her because there was no one who could do those things. There had been one, many many years ago but he had been long since dead. She was far from finished with her training in those sections.
She had easily mastered mind to mind communication, and was very close to finishing long distance communication. She was about three fourths of the way through on her moving objects with her mind.
She had also had physical training and could use a bow quite acuratley. Well, if she was truly honest she was better that over half the elves that had taught her.
She also had a staff that she could wield better than the bladed weapons she used. It was an odd staff, resembled a key, and had keys dangling from a circle at the top. She had learned long ago how to efficiently hide her staff from all others view by teleporting it to its holder on a dead planet named Setsuni. Then, when she needed it she teleported it to her.
Her bladed weapons were twin swords and two elven daggers. She could use those quite well.
Her last weapon was a chain that looked like a necklace although when pulled off her neck it was far from it. Why did she need all those weapons? A prophesy, much like Harry's, only going far worse. She didn't like to think about that either.
She also had one more power, it was similar to the senshi that had trained her to use them, when she thought, about her battle uniform she would instantly have them on.
They were quite revealing in her opinion but it was a sighn of power. When you first start training you are in big, bulky battle robes, you learn to move agiley in them. When you are good enough, some of the armor is taken away. In their beliefs, the less armor you had the more experienced you were. It eventually got to the point where you wernt wearing armor but just clothes.
Her battle suit was slightly healed boot, spelled to be quiet for sneaking around, there was nothing but skin until you reached an extremely short skirt that was pure black, once again there was no skin, showing her smooth and firm belly, until you reached to about her ribs where there was fabric on the sides slanting upwards and meeting just below her breasts. Once again all black. The top was held up by two fingers thick strap on her right shoulder, her left shoulder bare.
Her weapons were charmed invisible until she drew them, her twin swords on her back, her elven daggers were one on each wrist, and one dagger in each boot.
Her powers were that she could control the four main elements, earth, air, water, and fire. This was unheard of in a senshi. They could control one element but never all four. She was having a little difficulty mastering them all.
She always had on her weapons, even when she was not in her battle suit. She could also use all of her powers without the suit, it merely heightened her reflexes and she could do certain things phisicaly impossible for a human, like jumping 20 ft. in the air.
She knew she had to go back, to learn how to use a wand. Any weapon she could use to defeat… well, she could use all the help she could get.
She also knew it would be better if she didn't let Harry know who she was, only Dumbledore. She didn't really want to tell Dumbledore everything and didn't plan on it either. But she really missed Harry and if he somhow found out… it was better to tell him.
It was just the beginning of summer and she was hoping she could get extra lessons in from the teachers at Hogwarts so she could be with students her own age, and Harry. He would be in 7 year. She would be teleporting to Hogwarts tomorrow to talk with Dumbledore. She'd better get a good nights sleep. And with that she settled down for the night.
Well? I will post the next chapter but until I get 2 reviews I wont post the third chapter.
Ill accept flames, anything, just review, it is my first story that someone besides myself has read. Hope you like
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