The Mistake
Soon, the summer came, and Rose and Harry found that time spent outside was much more enjoyable than time spent inside. They often found themselves at the same park. It had two swings and hardly anyone else to share it with.
"Watch, Harry!" Rose called as she leaped out of her swing's seat and did a graceful pirouette towards the ground ending with a gentle landing.
"Don't do that, Rose! People might seeā¦" he said worriedly, looking around.
Rose laughed at him, "You worry too much, you know? It's your turn. Show me something you can do."
Harry bit his lip, knowing the moment he tried something, all sorts of terrible things would happen. He reached down and picked up a daisy off of the ground. Holding and covering it with one hand so that only they could see it, he waved his other hand in front of it, making it open and close.
"There. Is that enough for you, Rose?"
"Never," she replied teasingly. She tilted her head skyward and said, "Change one of those. Make it look like me."
Harry looked at the clouds critically. He knew he could do it, but he also knew that there was no way he could cover up something of that magnitude. "Why would I change nature, Rose?" Anger flitted across her face briefly, but she covered it up quickly with a sweet smile. She brushed her hair back, posing for the moment.
"You changed the flower, did you not? Is that not nature? And besides, this cloud will change shapes again within minutes. I promise, this will be the last thing for a while," she said, knowing that that would make him do it because she always kept her word.
Harry took in her appearance carefully and looked towards the heavens, closing his eyes while he thought how he wanted it to happen. He opened them again, but instead of Rose being in the clouds, there was a large skull with a serpent coming out of its mouth. Rose gasped at the image, not knowing why, but feeling something had gone terribly wrong.
The sky suddenly grew dark and the wind picked up. Harry was yelling something at Rose, but she couldn't stop staring at the image until Harry jerked her by the hand away from it. He pulled her along behind him as fast as he could, but something told him to run faster.
Relief spread throughout Harry once they were in Privet Drive again, but he still didn't stop running. At the door, he looked back at Rose and saw what was behind her: a tornado. It had to have been ripping that park to pieces right now.
Rose, who seemed to have finally come to her senses, made for the cupboard under the stairs and pulled Harry inside with her. They could hear the freight train noises coming from outside and clung to each other fearfully.
