Author's Note: For some of you who don't know this will be a lot like Higurashi. So time resetting itself, the characters not having any idea of what just happened and acting like nothing wrong has happened, and deaths. Enjoy. Also, I'll warn you know, this story, not this chapter, but this whole story might contain spoilers. Turn away now, if you don't want anything spoiled.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Higurashi, it's pretty damn obvious, and if not, then wow aren't you the not-so-bright one! Hahahaha…just kidding, please don't leave me?

Chapter 2: Maggots

"So cutee~!" Rena cooed, reading The Quibbler, a magazine that Luna Lovegood always read. She always believed the ridiculous things they come up with too, though Luna never thought they were ridiculous. "I wanna take it home~!"

"The Quibbler?" asked Luna, the two of them quietly sat near a tree outside, where plenty of students were running around, having fun.

"That little thing is so cute." Rena said, pointing to something in the magazine. "Oh, a gnome. You wouldn't want to actually take one home with you…" said Luna, "They might bite you, and you'll get infected."

"Oh! Infected…" Rena pouted, that gnome really was cute, she scooped the magazine out of Luna's hands, looking at all the pictures and articles. Found herself lost in them.

It's been a while since her arrival, and it was soon about to be time for the festival back at Hinamizawa. It was a shame that Rena will have to miss it though, seeing how she was stuck at Hogwarts and all. It only left her worried…what if Oyashiro got mad at her?…Would this curse reach her? Would the same thing from before - with her mother and all - happen all over again?

She was sure that with all this magic surrounding the place that she will be just fine, that still didn't make her feel at all that completely safe.

Her neck was itchy.

She quietly scratched it while reading some more of Luna's Quibbler magazine.

~ "I never been into place like this." Rena looked around, in awe, while she, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were wondering around Hogsmeade, it that time where students can go out and wonder around the shops, buying whatever they want. The stores were different from the ones she usually went to, they had different things too, that's for sure. Like the pet stores had owls, Rena pressed her face against the window of the pet store holding them all. "So cute…" She quietly said, "I want one." But she doubted that she had any money for it, at least, not money that they used here. The only money she ever had was Japanese money.

"I'm sure your family can always send you letters by their owl." Harry said, coming up behind her. Watching, as Rena continued to watch all the cute pets they had. She desperately wanted one.

"But I told you, there aren't many owls where I live…" Rena said, quietly, turning to Harry. Besides, the only one who would probably mail her letters would probably be her uncle, and her friends…

Her neck was itchy again. Rena scratched.

"Come on," Harry pulled on Rena's arm, and the two of them followed Ron and Hermione, continuing the rest of their time in Hogsmeade.

~ "How are all of your friends?" Hermione asked, that day. Harry and his friends were at dinner. Rena was casually telling them about her other friends back at Hinamizawa.

"They're good." Rena said, biting down a bit of the chicken was served for dinner, it's not exactly the same kind of food that she usually eats, but it was still good. "I miss them a lot, I hope they are doing alright." She smiled, wondering if her friend, Keiichi has gotten punished in their club's punishment game lately. Oh how she missed them. But she was here now, and most likely about to miss the Watanagashi festival that they held every year.

Which only means… Rena fell quiet. She could only wonder who will die this year, maybe it might even be her. She left Hinamizawa for the second time after all, it could be her, or someone close to her.

"Rena." Harry asked, noticing her strange and sudden silence. "Are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm fine." said Rena, trying to sound as cheerful as she can. She continued eating, wondering if it was best to just bring it up. Every year…someone dies a bizarre death, then someone disappears.

Chills ran up her spine.

"Brr…Er, uh." Rena shook the thought out of her head, quickly trying to change the subject. "Where's Luna-chan?"

"Luna's at the Ravenclaw table," Hermione answered, eating a bit of her food, "You know that."

"But why can't we all sit together? I would like it if we could…" Rena looked down at her plate, "My friends and I always used to eat together at lunch. I would make myself a binto and share it." She picked at her mashed potatoes with her fork. "I would really like it if I could make some lunch for all of you." She said,

"Make us some lunch?" Ron asked, "Like…cook?"

"Yes." Rena giggled, nodding. "I can cook, but…" She bit her lip, "Ever since I came to Hogwarts, I haven't cooked in a while, the food always cooks for itself." It was the magic. The food was wonderful alright, but Rena still preferred it if she could cook for herself, she's missed her own cooking. "I would like to cook for all you one day, for all of my friends." Rena smiled, turning to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They both sat there, then decided to smile back.

~She seemed like a sweet girl, but she was acting rather different today. It ever happened before. Rena used to be very happy, despite her being very new to Hogwarts. She was always happy, and enjoyed hanging out with Hermione and her friends.

"Rena, will you stop scratching your neck?" Hermione whispered to her, while they were all having their classes at Care of Magical Creatures. The red-orange haired girl was still quiet, facing down, and scratching her neck while at it. She didn't answer Hermione.

"Stop it!" Hermione got a hold of Rena's arm, forcing it to her side. Her brown eyes caught the redness of Rena's neck. It was also bleeding a little. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital wing?" Hermione asked, "You neck…it's slightly bloody- "

"I'm fine!" Rena snapped,

Hermione jumped a bit, very surprised by Rena's tone and attitude right now. Rena reached up to scratch her throat again, Hermione grabbed her hand and kept it to her side.

"Stop it, Hermione-chan." Rena hissed in a whisper. "Don't you see…my neck, it itches…the maggots. Maggots!" With her free hand, Rena reached up, scratching her throat.

"Maggots…" Hermione repeated, mouthing the word out. Is that why Rena was scratching so much? …Hermione didn't see anything though, she didn't see any 'maggots' just a red, blotchy neck.

~That night, it was the Watanagashi festival. Keiichi, Rika…all of them knew that Rena wasn't around. It felt kind of lonely without her.

Rika. She needed to find a way to reach to Rena. She knew it was all going to happen again, later that night. Tomitake will be killed by clawing his own throat out, and Takano will die a mysterious death. She knew this.

So far, nothing strange has happened to Rika and her friends…she just prays it's the same with Rena.

"Have they healed…?" Ginny reached up to touch Rena's wounds on her neck, that were now bandaged.

"Don't touch!" Madam Pomfrey slapped Ginny's hand in order to prevent her from touching Rena's wounds.

Rena quietly sat on the hospital bed, staring at the floor. Hermione had finally dragged her to the hospital wing after class. Hermione sat there, along with Harry, Ron, and Ginny.

"That must've been some rash." said Ron, examining the band-aids on Rena's neck. For sure he enough he was surprised, her neck being so itchy to the point where her scratching would actually peel off some of her flesh.

"I'm just glad I could stop her before she could do any permanent damage." Hermione mumbled, "Rena." She said, a little louder to her friend, but Rena didn't look up, she continued to look down. "Rena, are you feeling alright?"

"It is night now." Rena quietly said,

"Hm?"

"Back at Hinamizawa…it should be night now." Or at least close to it, whichever time it was, Rena was sure that she has missed the festival.

Hermione sighed, She's homesick. She thought, but this wouldn't explain her constant neck scratching…maybe being so lonely has caused her to break down in a rash? But what is this talk about maggots. What could that mean?!

Hermione thought no further, she was just glad that her friend was ok.

~That very next morning, Rena wondered if the mysterious deaths had already occurred. No…she knew that it probably did happen, that someone must've died…she knew this. How did she know this? She didn't know, it just felt like it was like…a sign. She felt it…and it certainly wasn't the first time. It's always been like this. But how come it felt different here? It was rather odd when she received that letter confirming her a witch…Rena never knew there were witches in her family.

She quietly sat in the library, reading a book on Herbology. The scabs on her neck were just getting itchy again. Damn maggots.

"How you feeling?" Rena turned to the voice, and to whoever was talking to her. It was Harry.

"What was that?" Rena asked, closing her book.

"I was just wondering how you were." Harry pulled up a seat next to her. "Hermione's been worried about you."

Quiet. Just a long pause. Quiet…

"Yes, I know." Rena answered, mumbling. She reached up, scratching her neck a bit. Harry felt as if he should stop her, but didn't.

"I'm scared." Rena sighed, placing her hand back down to her side. Harry stared at her.

"…scared?" He said, "Why?""I've…left my town again." She said, "Last time I did that, bad luck started happening." There it was again, that weird creepy feeling that had filled up the common room once, when Rena was quietly speaking to herself. Harry didn't feel that comfortable anymore, but he stayed. He stayed and listened to Rena's story. "My mother divorced my father, she was with another man, she loved him more…she was pregnant." She said, then continued her story, Harry kept listening. "I cut myself." Rena made a fist, then showed Harry the spot on her wrist where she cut herself. "Right here…I was so depressed, but what came out wasn't blood…it was maggots." Her voice was so quiet, so…dark.

"Maggots." Harry said, looking up from Rena's wrist. It was just like Hermione said. That night, when Rena had gone to bed, before Ron and Harry could go themselves Hermione explained about Rena and maggots. She thought Rena was just seeing things.

"Yes." Rena said, "The maggots wouldn't just ooze out though, they would sometimes climb out, then climb back in my wound." Her lip quivered, "It-it itched so much!" Out of nowhere, Rena began to scratch her wrist, furiously. Then stopping, remembering that Harry was still there. She turned to him, their eyes met. Her eyes were hallow.

As for Harry, he sat there, he had no words right now. He was a bit surprised by her strange acting, and all he could do was continue looking at her, waiting for another response.

"You think maggots are…in your neck?" Harry finally said,

"Yes." Rena said, her voice firm, yet dark. "I will probably start having more bad luck again…I left after all. I shouldn't have never left. Should've just…buried that stupid letter." She scratched her neck. "Maybe that's why I have these maggots in my neck!" Her voice was getting louder, she sounded more paranoid. She scratched more, Harry could she her peel of a bit of one of her band-aids.

"Rena, stop- "

"Who's to say, Harry!" She screamed, so loud the whole room turned to look at her. "Who's to say that the Shrine God didn't curse me and so I would die!? These maggots are slowly killing me!" This time with both her hands, she scratched frantically at her neck, yelling. "Get out, get out!" Over and over again.

"R-Rena! Rena, stop it right now!" Harry snatched both of Rena's arms, preventing her from clawing even more, Rena struggled and squirmed, trying to free herself from his grasp. "L-let go of me!"

"No!" Harry refused to let go of her hands, but they were slowly slipping away. The only way he could continue to hold on was if he were to wrap his arms around her, till she calmed. He did so. The two fell on their knees. Rena was breathing heavily, it began to slow down…

Harry made sure that he had Rena's arms locked in his, so that she couldn't scratch anymore.

Those stories he heard from Hermione, he wasn't sure if they were true or if Hermione was just overreacting. But now, he could see that whatever is wrong with Rena, it might've gotten worse. He was worried, he was worried for his dear friend.

Author's Note: End of Chapter 2, another long chapter. Now before you ask, no, this isn't Harry x Rena. I promise. Also, I felt like I rushed too bit into this…Thanks for reading.