DISCLAIMER: I do not, in any shape or form, own either Harry Potter or Gravitation. They belong to J. K. Rowling and Maki Murakami respectively. Please don't sue me. Thank you.
SUMMARY: What if where there was Yuki Eiri, there was instead Harry Potter? Driven from England by his nightmares, he finds sanctuary in Japan and a life of solitude writing novels. Until that fateful day, when he picks up a piece of paper floating towards him…
Hello there, Retse here! This is my very first fanfic so I hope you enjoy it (despite my poor English skills cringe). Anyway, this idea just came and pelted me one day and wouldn't let go so here I am! I would've asked one of my friends to write this if it wasn't for the fact she seems to have something against slash, yaoi, shonenai, etc… (but don't worry, I'll convert her one day I will!) and yes I am warning you now THIS WILL BE SLASH but it'll be pretty light stuff (unless someone wants to volunteer to write something lol). Pairing? You should be able to tell from the summary (it was just screaming 'pair me! pair me!' along with my other surprise!pairing(s) depending on how this will go).
Anyway, I'm also looking for beta if anyone is brave enough to go over my crap (or wants to help me write it)? Actually I wouldn't be even writing this if it wasn't for the fact I didn't think anyone else would. Thanks for taking the time to read this though! By the way, parts of this don't differentiate at all from the anime (apart from a few name changes); the changes will be more drastic as the fic goes on…
A Piece Of Paper.
Prologue.
A change in place
A twist in fate
He walked right by
When he should have stopped
The paper's passed on
And so has this destiny
The wind blew hard and his lyrics slipped from his fingers.
"Oh, no," the pink-haired teenager said before chasing after it. It fluttered around, teasing him, always beyond his grasp. And just when it was within his reach, he bumped into a stranger. But there was no time to stop, so mumbling a quick, "sorry", he raced on through the night.
Yellow eyes flickered, "Baka", he mumbled and the blond-haired stranger faded into the darkness.
Past the trees, cutting through the wind, then an abrupt stop. The teen finally caught up with the paper, however it was something else that had stopped it first. Someone else.
Draped in the shadows, a man stood silent, eyes cast down eclipsed by his dark hair studying the bit of paper he held in his hand.
"Um," was all the younger man could utter, his eyes focused on the person before him, for some reason uncertain of what to do.
"Did you write this?" he questioned the teen, gaze lifted to meet the others.
Emerald met Amethyst.
The latter mentally shook himself from his stunned stupor, yet he could not tear his gaze from raven-haired individual.
"Yes," he replied after the moment's silence, "Could I…?" He hesitated, "have it back?"
"What's wrong with me? Why did I hesitate?" he wondered.
Another moment's silence, and he was unable to hold the intense green stare that seemed to reach within his soul, tearing his eyes away to look upon the glittering Tokyo skyline.
"Here," murmured a voice so close, too close. Startled, the purple-eyed man turned sharply to the source, and found himself once more lost within the green stare, a startled gasp escaping from his lips.
"When had he moved towards me…? I heard nothing…" echoed in his mind.
The paper was then thrust into his hands, cutting through his thoughts. Blinking in confusion, Shuichi glanced down, mind no longer dazed, slowly taking in the series of events.
"Who…" he began but as he glanced upwards, the man was no longer there. Swiftly spinning round, searching for the tall, dark figure, his eyes caught the other walking on as if nothing had happened, "Wait!" he shouted, hoping to catch the others attention but he was too late, the dark figure had already vanished into the night.
"I didn't thank you…"