Deep Inside: A Harry Potter Journal Story
((Hello it tis me the wonderful Kimi here, and no I have not died I have just been busy with my play and such…. Anyways… I am now going to mix up what you think bout me cause I just love messing with people's minds. I am not just a parody writer gasps I am also a story writer and I have decided to write a very emotional Harry Potter story cause I feel like it. But believe me I will still be working on my other story but I felt like I needed to challenge myself with this heart throbbing story of Harry's pain, which he hides inside. Hence "Deep Inside" and he will have mixed love relations with some people that I shall keep to myself! Laughs evilly now for the disclaimer, I sadly only own Ellie my made-up character and not any of the various beings, which J.K. Rowling has so brilliantly made up herself. And now on with the story, which I intend to make someone cry! He ha ha ho! Oh and might I add I shall be posting many Deep Insides with other Characters as well if I can find the time.))
Down in a land far from my own sat a young man in a dark dorm, the only light he had to see was a small flashlight, but in his hands he held a small hunter green book. The boy looked down at the tiny bunch of collected paper and brushed his hand on the soft leather cover, then took his index finger and went along the side of it and brushed open the first page. His troubled emerald green eyes widened to see the little booklet was empty, but then he smiled slightly now noticing its purpose. "Hermione…" he murmured softly shaking his head. Pushing the book away he turned off his flashlight and rolled over to sleep. Trying to clear his mind to find the safety of dreams the book seemed to be calling to him. "Write in me Harry, let it all go, you've been quite too long…" Harry sighed rolling over to see a blurry outline of the book at the foot of his bed. He then reached for his light and then a will and some ink, and finally for the little green book. Turning of the light and dipping his quill her began to write.
"Life and death are a many strange thing, both which I do not understand, one could be loved by their family so deeply and be killed and greatly missed and another whom is hated can still linger on. Both which make no sense to me at all. My life is full of things I do not understand; many of then dark but there are others, which hold some light. My good friend Hermione gave me this book to write down what I think and what is really inside my mind. At first I thought it was a load of rubbish, but now I see I can finally let go of some pain, which I cling to so dearly in my mind and let it go. This little book will help me fight away the pain which lingers deep inside." Satisfied with his first entry and feeling not as filled with his dreadful burden Harry Potter put his ink and quill away and turned off the light with the book safe under his pillow.
The next morning our dear friend Harry was awaken by his friend Neville.
"Come on Harry." Neville spoke shaking him slightly. "Everyone's going down without you mate."
Harry then opened his eyes weakly and starred up at Neville, and then found some strength to get up and get dressed. "Go on ahead of me Neville I'll catch up." he said packing his bag for the day. Neville bid his goodbye and soon was out the door and in the common room. Harry sighed with relief and walked towards the door glad to be alone, but as the boy stepped into the arch of the door he looked back to his bed then turned his glance to his pillow. Then before he knew it Harry was in the common room heading to the Great Hall but he wasn't alone.
"Harry!" Called Hermione waving at him from the Gryffindor table. "Harry I have someone for you to meet!"
Harry waved to Hermione then sighed patting his bag fondly as he walked towards one of his best friends. As he got closer he saw a girl standing next to Hermione, someone he hadn't seen before, a young woman, she had dirty blonde punky layered hair that kissed her shoulders softly covering her ears which the right ear held an earring in the cartilage and then both ears had two on the bottom, nice white fair skin, a small cherry nose with a stud on the right side. She was smiling brightly to show nice pearly white straight teeth, but what really caught his attention were her deep-set sapphire eyes with an emerald green ring around the pupil making them seem like a deep ocean which Harry felt lost in. The girl had rolled up the sleeves of her white button up un-tucked shirt and left a few of the top buttons open so her light and navy blue tie could hang loosely over the small gap. She was also slim but in a good healthy way and very graceful although she looked very ragged and unruly. Her skirt was rolled slightly only to make it more comfortable and finally her feet wore her favorite light blue converse.
"Hey you must be Harry, nice to meet you man." the girl greeted knuckle bumping Harry's hand with a bright smile and deep American accent.
"Ummmm... Yah, Harry I am... and you are?" Harry asked looking down at his hand very confused.
"Oh sorry, the name's Ellie," Ellie replied simply. "Ellie Scarlett to be exact." she added.
"Ellie Scarlett..." Harry thought giving her a soft friendly smile sitting down, but imagining much more in his own little Fantasy day dream land, which he didn't fully snap out of until his good friend Ron came up and smacked him on the back as a greeting.
"Morning Harry." Ron beamed sitting down next to Hermione, "Morning Hermione, morning Ellie." he added shoveling mountains food onto his plate.
"Morning Ron." Ellie and Hermione replied in unison then continued talking.
"Yah... morning..." Harry murmured trying his hardest not to look at his strange new American friend. Soon before the Gryffindor knew it, the vass population of students in the Hall was ceasing.
"Well we gotta go to Advance Ancient Runes..." Ellie said sarcastically rolling her eyes. "But I'll catch you later." she called walking down to the Great Hall's exit with Hermione and then soon after disappearing through the grand wooden doors.
"Bye..." Harry muttered softly starring at the place where the young woman had left.
"Bye..." Dean imitated looking like a lovesick puppy causing an up roar of laughter amongst their friends.
"What was that for?" Harry asked giving him a smug look.
"Oh come on mate don't act stupid now," Ron started placing a hand on Harry's shoulder. "It's very obvious."
"What's obvious?" he asked again trying to act as if he seriously had no clue what the hell Ron was blabbing about.
"That you have a thing for… Ellie Scarlett." Semus remarked batting his eyelashes in a girly way causing more laughter from the group of boys still at the Gryffendor table.
"And don't deny it, cause we can all tell." Dean remarked crossing his arms over his chest giving Harry a bright smile. "But I am proud of you mate, she's quite the girl." He added with a smirk, which brought a few more laughs to the small group.
Looking around the table at the laughing faces made Harry's skin begin to crawl. Their eyes on him made his heart pound heavily made his hands sweat and tingle. "Shut the fuck up!" he roared before grabbing his bag and blasting out of the Grand Hall that had just become completely silent. "Why did they so those things?" he thought as the troubled boy pushed through the crowds of people. "Why can't they just leave me alone?" he barked aloud causing a few more eyes to give him questionable glares of confusion. Finally with a heavy sigh Harry sauntered towards his History of Magic Class and barged through the door. Although Harry had left the dreaded mocking throughout the whole class all he could possibly think about was how his own friends seemed to have fun picking on him. Poor Harry couldn't understand it one little bit…
Friday flashed by very quickly without Harry speaking to his friends. It seemed since he had found the alone time he wanted, he wished now more than anything it would go away. But whenever he felt alone he would look down at his bag to find a familiar comforting sight, his little green book. ((A/N I was gunna make it black but it just made me think of that movie The Little Black Book…shrugs I just thought ya'll wanted to know that. smiles)) Finally the last bell rung for the day and Harry made his way out of the grand oak doors of Howgarts School. Soon he found himself out by the lake, searching around at his surroundings. He couldn't see anyone around... "It's safe." he thought sitting down in the lush grass, "No one will see." with shaky hands Harry reached into his bag and pulled out his little green friend. He needed to write... he needed to clear his mind once more.
"Why is it always me?" Harry scribbled onto the cream colored pages. "Why...Why everyone just keep out of my personal life? I just don't get it... They have no idea what it is like to be me. All of them just don't see! They couldn't possible get it... could they?"
"Howdy Harry!" Called a familiar voice from behind causing Harry to jump slightly then quickly stow the book into his bag just in time.
"Umm ello Ellie..." he replied looking up at her casually as if he was perfectly fine...which as incredibly hard for the present moment.
"May I join you?" Ellie asked looking down at him with her killer eyes a blinding smile.
"Yah sure." Harry said as easily as he could but felt his heart began to beat quickly as she gracefully placed herself next to him then flipped her hair back so she could see him.
"So what have you been up to today?" She asked starting the conversation while pulling out a long slender book from her bag and flipping through the pages, which were covered in drawings.
"Nothing much..." Harry replied strongly becoming more courageous looking at her with a smile then felt his glace drop to her book. "Wow..." he murmured stopping her hand from turning the page but then pulled it away quickly feeling his face turn pink. "Ummm those are really good..." he finished looking at a sketch of the Womping Willow in a daze as if it were going to come alive before his very eyes.
"Really? I just do it in my spare time..." Ellie said brushing a hand over the tree fondly still feeling the warmth of Harry's hand on her flesh even though it wasn't really there. "Here..." she started putting the book in his lap. "Check them out if you like... Do you seriously like 'em?"
"Yes they're amazing." Harry remarked turning the pages to see the forest, the Hagrid's hut, the Great Hall, some girls by the fountain and then one picture he had to rub his eyes as if he was seeing things, but he wasn't, it was of him. "Wow... it's me..."
Ellie laughed looking at the picture proudly, "Yup I drew that last week actually, I couldn't contain myself, you were in the perfect light leaning against that tree and I just had to," she explained. "You must think that I am a total loon now…"
"No, no..." Harry replied looking down at what seemed to be the mini version of him in the world of paper. "Not at all."
"Good... I have enough people who think that already," she murmured with a slight chuckle then sighed giving Harry a warm friendly look. "Thanks."
" Welcome to my world…." Harry began with a bright smile. "Everyone thinks I'm the crazy celebrity imagining crazy stories when I'm bored…. And No thank you..." He finished handing the book back to Elliewith a small smile trying not to look at her eyes for he was afraid he would be consumed in them yet again.
((So what do ya'll think? Ish it a flop? Or shall I continue on? Review I need to knows!))