I write short chapters, deal. I don't have the time to write a 10K chapter. I might go up to 1K, but that is about it. I do update regularly,but with school so close it will be hard. This fic isn't really serious, but I have a lot of ideas for it. There will be 't worry.
As Harry looked into the mirror. He didn't see his parents at all, for some reason Harry could see himself surrounded by a bunch of women and men, he had a crown on his head. Suddenly, he felt a weight in his pocket. The Philosopher's stone!
"Give it to me now!"
Harry was suddenly thrusted back into reality about why exactly he was there. What Harry did was unimaginable. He started screaming for no reason. He couldn't control his loud yelling, but he did distract Quirrell who was holding his hands to his head trying block out the horrid noise. Then Harry blacked out.
When he arose from his deep sleeping he heard murmers of
"Albus, how is he one of them. His mates are terrified."
The familiar voice of the Gryffindor house head soothed Harry's worries of why he was there for a slight moment. When he opened his eyes was when everything changed. The world was a much bigger place than Harry had left it.
Not reviewing hurts. On a lot of my other fics, one of them has over a thousand views, but 9 reveiws. How hard is it to say what you think?