Ethereal Whisper
Disclaimer: I simply don't own Harry Potter. Nonetheless, the only thing I would say I own is my characters added to this fictitious story.
Summary: The wind, the element we always encounter and the eyes before written history. Time has come to reveal their existence to two people with afar perception. Is it also the time to realize what they truly feel for one another?
Chapter 1 – Beauty does Exist
It was the last day of autumn, Hermione stood by a tree with a single leaf clinging on it. The air was cool and refreshing, yet there was something in the wind that seemed so different… It was as if it was alive. The last leaf from the tree gave in at last, as the forceful wind blew harder than it ever did making the leaf fall bit by bit.
Hermione stood straight glancing at the widened water across her eyes.
Hermione giggled as though thinking something else. The sight was spectacular, everything seemed so perfect. When the wind touched the blue water it revealed another magnificent sight. It revealed the waves, calm and peaceful ones.
Leaves from every tree in view danced stylishly with the wind. Everywhere you look seemed to be a ballroom of dancing leaves. The vigorous breeze created a somewhat 'mini twister', a twister of leaves. The leaves that where brought by the wind, as if levitated with some kind of enchantment, swirled in circles like pixies gesturing its wand for some magic dust. The leaves hovered upward, still in circular motion, created more of a twister. A twister-like flourish. Magical as it seemed to be.
She said with a decreasing voice, truly stupefied with one heck of a magic, "E-everything seems so magical, magical in--a different… way…" Mouth dropping, it was the sight of the waves that rushed to come forth to the lakeside. The wind that brushed her tangled hair and the leaves that danced with glee. One's weary heart will be filled in with such aroma of fascination, more than satisfied with the scenic view in sight. No words can ever describe and explain how frozen she had become upon looking the whole scenario. Not a single word, not even one…
"So…calm…" It was all she was able to say, whispering it as though her lips had been forced shut in to stop her from uttering the words. The wind, the sea… it's so fascinating, every corner you turn. It's just like a masterpiece.
"Nature's masterpiece…"
Colors of red, orange and yellow seemed to be washed-out by the dim shades of black, blue and gray showing signs that the night had come. It was telling Hermione that she had been there so long that it was already nightfall. But even so, she stood still just like she had stood there before, straight to the lake. Feeling the air's mystified existence.
"I didn't even notice the time…" She felt that she still wanted to stay and be awed by the spectacle under the dark and gloomy nighttime. But even if it's gloomy out there, she felt that she was secured, as if hugged by somebody who cared for her in total darkness, somewhat invisible in sight yet existing. The feeling returned again as the wind blew hard. Like gentle hands removing the hair from her face. It was a warm touch that made her protected at all cost. It was like somebody enveloped her whole body. It was as if there was someone close to her that made her feel this undefined emotion. Someone she felt she knew. Someone to be the least expected person to care for her. Someone…
-Hermione's POV-
I've never seen any beauty such as this. Maybe I was just so blind to see it. I guess I was too focused on books that I forgot to appreciate nature. Truly, there are many wonders in this world that can never be explained thoroughly by books. You'll just have to see it with your own bare eyes, how mesmerizing things would look like if you'd just appreciate it.
Well, actually… All the things I've ever appreciate are books…
I giggled. Giggled at what? Knowing that I was so dumb not to see all these? 'Whoa waves!' Surely, I sounded like a 5-year-old girl seeing waves for the first time.
This very sight seems so familiar to me as though I've already seen the leaves dancing so glamorously… Think Hermione! When did you see this sight? When? Broomsticks! Yes! Broomsticks… I saw this when we're having a flying lesson with Madam Hooch. I was so scared of flying that my mind was all focused on my broomstick. I barely noticed the leaves that danced as we had that flying lesson. I don't know why I'm so scared of flying but it really gives me goose bumps when I'm on air. Then I realized…
"E-everything seems so magical, magical in--a different… way…" The thought of imagining how things are in this world – may it be the Muggle World or the Wizarding World– it's as if I want to see everything that goes beyond all the existing things. Well, I kind of said it complicatedly… What I mean is I would love to search for other fantastic things. Uhm, like… the water! What could be below it? What kind of sight? What kind of creatures?
Maybe living under it would be a calm feeling or something.
"So …calm…" I whispered.
I continued my thoughts. What about the wind? Wind is the most mysterious thing I can ever think of. They're so mysterious, I can barely describe it.
This is such a masterpiece "Nature's Masterpiece..."
These colors are so eye catchy. Red, orange and yellow turning into shade of black, blue and gray. I've never been awestruck like this before even if we have loads of homework to do. I can manage to do it on time without cramming and surely I never complained for having loads of them.
Oh my… it's already nighttime! I didn't even notice it. The wind… it blew differently now. It's as if it's telling me something. Telling me what? I know I was so stupid for not knowing such beauty does exist. The wind doesn't need to tell me that 'cause I've already figured it out. It's weird. I know I felt this kind of emotion when in front of someone, but I don't know who. Is the wind warning me? Warning me from whom? Warning me from what? I know this is the Wizarding World but can wind communicate to us? Maybe, I had stood here so long. Maybe I'm just drowsy. Is this just my imagination or the wind does express something? All right Hermione, you're really sounding non-sense. I guess I just need a rest that's all. Maybe I should go back to my room to get some sleep.
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A/N: Hello guys! Well here's my first chapter of my first story. I know there are still lots of corrections you may find visible, so, I'm ready to be corrected... Nobody's perfect! This was already corrected by 3 of my friends... hehehe... see how imperfect i am... I will be glad to receive corrections or even suggestions; at least i know that my story's being read...
Hope you enjoy reading, even though it's still the first chapter...
Special thanks to:
alarice-jade
last-ang3l
UryEz13
