Disclaimer: Last time I checked, I don't own Harry Potter. Now that you mention it, you guys probably don't either. :(
A/N: Hi! If you haven't noticed yet, this is my first story. This story and any other stories I decide to write will most likely be H/Hr. I'll try to make this story at least 20k words. Emphasis on try. Thanks for choosing to read this story for whatever reason. :) Now, on to the story!
Prologue
"Harry!" One Hermione Granger shrieked. She was mortified. One Harry Potter had just returned from the maze, covered in blood and bruises. His body was limp. "Harry!" She screamed again, this time trying as hard as she could to fight the sea of people to get down to him. "Harry! Harry!" She cried as she was finally able to make it to him. He was shaking violently, though to her relief he calmed down quite a bit when she grabbed hold of him.
"Harry... please wake up." She whispered as softly as she could. Needless to say, he didn't wake up. She kissed him softly as a last resort. What she didn't notice is that a soft golden aura encased the both of them. The entire crowd gasped. For sure he would wake up now, right? No. To her dismay, he still hadn't woken up. By now the poor girl was crying. "Madam Pomfrey!" She cried, just before she blacked out.
A/N: And that ladies and gentlemen, was the prologue! I hope you can't wait to read the rest of it. Now, for the Question Of The Chapter, What is your favorite book series? Mine is Harry Potter and The Divergent Trilogy. I hope I don't sound stalker-ish (is that even a word?) by asking these questions. Last but not least, Don't Forget To Be Awesome!
- The Runaway Witch :)