An Angel Lays the Hand
Hollow. This is how he felt, therefore this is how he was. He hadn't always been this way. No, he used to be vibrant and full of life. Then an angel had stepped into his life and left it as quickly as she came.
"An angel.." he muttered to the darkness around him as if still trying to convince himself. As his eyes swept across the wide expanse of the heavens, his mind wandered back to when this had all started. He supposed it began the summer before his third year at Hogwarts. He was still with the Dursley's then. And once again they tried, and failed, to stop him from going back to the school they hated so much. But this time it wasn't Ron, or the twins or anyone like that who had saved him. It was someone very different...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry sighed as he looked at all the locks on his door and window. There were six on each. He knew why he was being locked in here. It was August the 26. Just five days until the term at Hogwarts began. And there was no way for him to get out and board the Hogwarts Express at gate nine and three quarters. He almost cried, but he didn't. Ron couldn't save him this time. `Nobody could' he thought miserably. Looking around he spotted his box of Hogwarts things. His Nimbus 2000 gleamed along with his cauldron and scales. He was going to miss his third year. At this thought tears did fall.
)*( At the end of Pivet Drive)*(
A small beam of light shone at the end of Pivet Drive. If you had been walking by, you wouldn't even have noticed it was there. Until, that is, it moved. Luckily no one was around to see it. The small glittering ball circled up then looped back down to the ground about a foot from its starting position, leaving behind a trail of light. It resembled an archway, and that is what we will say it was. The light grew brighter as a girl with radiant blonde hair stepped through the archway. As soon as both her feet hit the ground, the arch vanished. She stood there for a moment, smoothing her clothes which were very odd indeed. Pure white robes with a gold "A" on the right breast pocket. A gold satin rope with tassels on the end held it together around her middle and her feet were bare. She glanced around and without a moments hesitation walked up to the Dursleys house and rang the doorbell.
"He..oh my..VERNON!!" a tall blonde haired lady screamed in surprise. The girl seemed undaunted by this. She didn't even flinch when the lady slammed the door in her face. She was used to it.
"What?" she heard a man say gruffly. "If this isn't important...I was working.."
"Vernon," the woman gasped again obviously distraught, "Its one of those strange kinds of people!"
"Oh, oh I see," the man replied. The door cracked open slightly and a large plump man with a red face peered out at her. She tried not to laugh. "Well, what do you want?" he bellowed a little louder than necessary she thought.
"I would like to speak to Harry," she told him. Her voice was stern but also melodious.
"You cant, he's not allowed to have visitors," the man told her and proceeded to shut the door. She held her hand out and caught the door before it was closed. Straining as hard as he could he tried desperately to shut the door, but to no avail. The petite girl just yawned and gave him a look that said clearly, "give it your best shot." Seeing that he couldn't defeat this girl he threw the door open, much to the surprise of his wife who was standing behind it.
"Dudley!" he screamed as a boy about 15 or so came bounding down the stairs, blubber bouncing with every step. He looked the girl up and down and immediately started drooling. She rolled her eyes. "Dudley," he repeated, "Take her upstairs to Harry's room and let her in. You have five minutes," he said to the girl straining to keep his temper down. Throwing a "Oh thanks a lot for you kindness look" to the big beefy man she followed the plump boy up the stairs. He tried to talk to her but she ignored him. Obviously not used to being ignored his face turned red and he handed her the keys telling her to figure out how to get in on her own. She gave him a fake sweet smile.
"Oh why would I do that when I could just do this?" she asked him waving her hand and apparating directly into Harry's room. She heard the fat boy gasp and then bound downstairs away from the door. She remained motionless and silent as the boy she had been watching for so long lay with his back turned to her on the bed sniffling.
"Are you going to just lay there crying or are we going to get out of here?" she asked him amused as he jumped high into the air in surprise.
"What..who in the world are you?" he asked her dark eyes wild with excitement and fear.
"I'm your guardian angel of course!" she told him exasperated. "My name is Avery Rose. No need to tell me your name, I know it already. Obviously your wondering what I'm doing here. Well, let me explain. My job, as your guardian angel, is not only to protect you but also to make sure you destiny is carried out. Your destiny is something I cant tell you, but I can tell you that those people," she said obviously referring to the Dursleys," are trying to stop it. You cant do magic so I'm here to get you out of here and back to Hogwarts," she finished.
"You mean, I get to go back?" he asked with extreme excitement. "Your kidding aren't you?"
"Angels don't kid. Although we do like a good laugh every now and then," she told him. "Well, grab your stuff, lets hit the road!" she said motioning to his box of robes and things. He snatched it up along with Hedwig in the cage looked at her expectantly. She walked over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Hold on! Apparating isn't exactly like Floo Powder or flying," she warned him. And with that they vanished from the room.
Hollow. This is how he felt, therefore this is how he was. He hadn't always been this way. No, he used to be vibrant and full of life. Then an angel had stepped into his life and left it as quickly as she came.
"An angel.." he muttered to the darkness around him as if still trying to convince himself. As his eyes swept across the wide expanse of the heavens, his mind wandered back to when this had all started. He supposed it began the summer before his third year at Hogwarts. He was still with the Dursley's then. And once again they tried, and failed, to stop him from going back to the school they hated so much. But this time it wasn't Ron, or the twins or anyone like that who had saved him. It was someone very different...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Harry sighed as he looked at all the locks on his door and window. There were six on each. He knew why he was being locked in here. It was August the 26. Just five days until the term at Hogwarts began. And there was no way for him to get out and board the Hogwarts Express at gate nine and three quarters. He almost cried, but he didn't. Ron couldn't save him this time. `Nobody could' he thought miserably. Looking around he spotted his box of Hogwarts things. His Nimbus 2000 gleamed along with his cauldron and scales. He was going to miss his third year. At this thought tears did fall.
)*( At the end of Pivet Drive)*(
A small beam of light shone at the end of Pivet Drive. If you had been walking by, you wouldn't even have noticed it was there. Until, that is, it moved. Luckily no one was around to see it. The small glittering ball circled up then looped back down to the ground about a foot from its starting position, leaving behind a trail of light. It resembled an archway, and that is what we will say it was. The light grew brighter as a girl with radiant blonde hair stepped through the archway. As soon as both her feet hit the ground, the arch vanished. She stood there for a moment, smoothing her clothes which were very odd indeed. Pure white robes with a gold "A" on the right breast pocket. A gold satin rope with tassels on the end held it together around her middle and her feet were bare. She glanced around and without a moments hesitation walked up to the Dursleys house and rang the doorbell.
"He..oh my..VERNON!!" a tall blonde haired lady screamed in surprise. The girl seemed undaunted by this. She didn't even flinch when the lady slammed the door in her face. She was used to it.
"What?" she heard a man say gruffly. "If this isn't important...I was working.."
"Vernon," the woman gasped again obviously distraught, "Its one of those strange kinds of people!"
"Oh, oh I see," the man replied. The door cracked open slightly and a large plump man with a red face peered out at her. She tried not to laugh. "Well, what do you want?" he bellowed a little louder than necessary she thought.
"I would like to speak to Harry," she told him. Her voice was stern but also melodious.
"You cant, he's not allowed to have visitors," the man told her and proceeded to shut the door. She held her hand out and caught the door before it was closed. Straining as hard as he could he tried desperately to shut the door, but to no avail. The petite girl just yawned and gave him a look that said clearly, "give it your best shot." Seeing that he couldn't defeat this girl he threw the door open, much to the surprise of his wife who was standing behind it.
"Dudley!" he screamed as a boy about 15 or so came bounding down the stairs, blubber bouncing with every step. He looked the girl up and down and immediately started drooling. She rolled her eyes. "Dudley," he repeated, "Take her upstairs to Harry's room and let her in. You have five minutes," he said to the girl straining to keep his temper down. Throwing a "Oh thanks a lot for you kindness look" to the big beefy man she followed the plump boy up the stairs. He tried to talk to her but she ignored him. Obviously not used to being ignored his face turned red and he handed her the keys telling her to figure out how to get in on her own. She gave him a fake sweet smile.
"Oh why would I do that when I could just do this?" she asked him waving her hand and apparating directly into Harry's room. She heard the fat boy gasp and then bound downstairs away from the door. She remained motionless and silent as the boy she had been watching for so long lay with his back turned to her on the bed sniffling.
"Are you going to just lay there crying or are we going to get out of here?" she asked him amused as he jumped high into the air in surprise.
"What..who in the world are you?" he asked her dark eyes wild with excitement and fear.
"I'm your guardian angel of course!" she told him exasperated. "My name is Avery Rose. No need to tell me your name, I know it already. Obviously your wondering what I'm doing here. Well, let me explain. My job, as your guardian angel, is not only to protect you but also to make sure you destiny is carried out. Your destiny is something I cant tell you, but I can tell you that those people," she said obviously referring to the Dursleys," are trying to stop it. You cant do magic so I'm here to get you out of here and back to Hogwarts," she finished.
"You mean, I get to go back?" he asked with extreme excitement. "Your kidding aren't you?"
"Angels don't kid. Although we do like a good laugh every now and then," she told him. "Well, grab your stuff, lets hit the road!" she said motioning to his box of robes and things. He snatched it up along with Hedwig in the cage looked at her expectantly. She walked over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Hold on! Apparating isn't exactly like Floo Powder or flying," she warned him. And with that they vanished from the room.