Wish Magic
By: Penguiy At Your Service
Hermione Granger
Rating: K Plus
Genres: Hurt/Comfort&Friendship
(A/N) The author has no comment at this moment.
Chapter 1
Depression Seduction
.oOo.
The words were seductive, like whispered promises, guaranteeing that the flood of sorrow would dry into a drought. The lies were so tantalizingly cold that the icy bite made the girl crave more.
The girl.
She had to be no more than 14 years old, though her pain filled eyes seemed to paint a different tale. Her hair was a midnight black, braided in a French braid, her cheeks flushed with defeat. Her frail body seemed to shake at the simplest breeze, her body so hollow and haunted that it was almost unbelievable she was alive.
Silently, she cried.
Silver streams of water glided down her young face, the final twinkle in her eye finally gone.
She had already made her decision.
She walked her out of her home, her life, and down the street.
"Hey, Venus!" a voice called. Who was Venus? Oh, yeah—she was.
"Listen, Dylan." She said quietly, "I'm really not in the mood for this."
The boy stared at her, his slightly chubby form ready for the verbal abuse she was going to throw her way. When it didn't come, his gaze grew with intent, searching her face, only finding despair.
Without a word, the boy turned and walked away, not even throwing her a backwards glance.
Sighing dejectedly, she continued her walk, her target coming into view.
The whispers were louder now. The harsh wind nipping her bare flesh, chilling every fiber of her being one way or another.
Finally, she reached her destination. Climbing on top of the bridge sides wasn't hard for her.
She looked at the water below her, the brown liquid swirling around, her heart gave a final clench.
Down below, something was floating. She could vaguely make out a rectangular shape, and bright gold letters that glinted up at her, taunting her with the name, 'J. K. ROWLING'.
She smiled briefly—she always did like the Harry Potter series, seems like it would only be fitting that she died with one.
Venus lent forward, her chest clenching in fear before she slipped completely off, awaiting the darkness that would lie below.
"Take me away from here." She whispered.
Just before she hit the water, a bright light came crashing through the sky, striking the girl. And if anyone blinked, they would never know what happened. Nobody spotted the bulky, slightly awkward teenager skate away from the bottom of the bridge, disappearing with a distinct 'pop!'.
No one remembered Venus Flores, only Venus Granger, fraternal twin to the famous Hermione Granger.
…
Review.
