Meteora
By Phe Phe Minoda (I don't own WHR I do own the plot, and the new witch...this fic is based off of the songs off Meteora by Linkin Park and WHR series)
Three hundred and twenty years have passed, since the coven sank in the dark...A new child in the dark...grasping at straws to seek knowledge of those before him...
FORWORD
Aidrian Lucian walked into Harry's obnoxious as usual. He wore a long Victorian looking trench coat and wore his hair long about to his mid-back, it was a reddish brown color and looked as if it could use a trim. He wore at the moment a top hat just to confuse people and was for a change wearing men's cloths for he liked to cross-dress just to see people's reactions. But he was dressing strait for the moment. He glanced at Harry who came up to him, "would you like some tea?"
Aidrian shrugged his shoulders, his feminine features dulled, "ok..." after the man gives him his tea he glances at it.
Harry looks at him, "what's wrong?"
Aidrian looks at him his greenish blue eyes which is native to Romania where he was born but did not grow up in looked at him sullenly, "who what the hunter before me? No one will answer me..."
Harry looks at him in surprise, "why would you want to know about that?"
The seventeen year old looked at him, "...to know..."
Harry smiled at the boy, "her name was Robin..."
"Robin, eh? Interesting name...like the bird?"
"Yeah like the bird..."
"What happened to her?" he asked.
Harry smiled softly, "I don't know...."
Aidrian jumped up nearly spilling his tea, "how can you not know!!!!!"
"Cause no one knows..."
By Phe Phe Minoda (I don't own WHR I do own the plot, and the new witch...this fic is based off of the songs off Meteora by Linkin Park and WHR series)
Three hundred and twenty years have passed, since the coven sank in the dark...A new child in the dark...grasping at straws to seek knowledge of those before him...
FORWORD
Aidrian Lucian walked into Harry's obnoxious as usual. He wore a long Victorian looking trench coat and wore his hair long about to his mid-back, it was a reddish brown color and looked as if it could use a trim. He wore at the moment a top hat just to confuse people and was for a change wearing men's cloths for he liked to cross-dress just to see people's reactions. But he was dressing strait for the moment. He glanced at Harry who came up to him, "would you like some tea?"
Aidrian shrugged his shoulders, his feminine features dulled, "ok..." after the man gives him his tea he glances at it.
Harry looks at him, "what's wrong?"
Aidrian looks at him his greenish blue eyes which is native to Romania where he was born but did not grow up in looked at him sullenly, "who what the hunter before me? No one will answer me..."
Harry looks at him in surprise, "why would you want to know about that?"
The seventeen year old looked at him, "...to know..."
Harry smiled at the boy, "her name was Robin..."
"Robin, eh? Interesting name...like the bird?"
"Yeah like the bird..."
"What happened to her?" he asked.
Harry smiled softly, "I don't know...."
Aidrian jumped up nearly spilling his tea, "how can you not know!!!!!"
"Cause no one knows..."