Hey everybody, I am extremely sorry for the long wait, I had a major writers block, and a wedding to help plan. now enough of the bad excuses and onto what I have to say for this chapter! I hope you enjoy, R&R of course and most importantly! always drink mtn dew, it's delicious! (I was not paid to say that)
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Chapter 4: pain of a song bird
A beautiful woman huffs as she looks over books that people put in the return box for the library, her blue eyes sharply scanning the return date, and the desk calendar next to her. She shakes her head and a few streaks of light brown hair sway into her vision. With a glare at her own hair, she gently brushes it behind her ear.
I really need to get a haircut, She thinks to herself, I can't stand having hair out of place! Her last thought causing her to push extra hard on the stamp for marking books. A little eep! Brings her attention around to a small girl sitting next to her desk who was looking at her a bit owlishly. She blushes a little and giggles, a little embarrassed for frightening her niece.
"I'm sorry Hermione, Did I frighten you?" She askes the girl looking into her chocolate brown eyes, as Hermione shakes her hair making her bushy hair fly all around her little head.
"No auntie Sarah" She denies with a vigorous shake of her head, "I was just so interested in this book Harry showed me last time he was here!" She exclaims with a bright smile, showing her perfect row of teeth, with her two front teeth slightly bigger than the rest. Sarah just raises an eyebrow questioningly at what kind of book could possibly draw that much attention from a just recently turned seven-year-old.
"Oh?" Sarah asks with a slightly humorous lilt in her tone, "and what kind of book is it? Something on high school physics, and black holes?" Sarah finishes with a little giggle. Hermione just looks at her slightly confused, not really sure what pysics were. Hermione just shakes her head, smiles and responds cheerfully.
"No, it's 'Basic understanding of meditation and its uses'." Hermione quotes the title with a childlike enjoyment. Sarah's eyebrows shot up in surprise wondering what a child would be reading that kind of book for. Granted the words are not the most difficult, but the challenges and tests inside were not designed for children who are supposed to be highly energetic. She slightly curses herself for the last thought.
Why wouldn't they be interested? She quietly reprimands herself, tears slowly reflecting in her eyes as she thinks on the children in question. One who only has one friend just because she loves books, she subtly glances at Hermione who was currently reading her book again, and the other who quite possibly is abused, but won't tell me anything. Her fists slowly ball up as flashes of a young boy with raven black hair, a small shy smile, and eyes unforgettable. As She slowly lets out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding, the front doors of the library open quickly.
Hermione and Sarah stare at the door surprise shining brightly in their eyes. The boy she was just thinking of just barged in. Sarah slowly frowns as she looks into the boys eyes seeing deep pain inside his eyes. She sees him open his mouth
"Ms. Granger!" Harry yells out towards Sarah, "Help me!" He rushes as fast as he can towards Sarah, and she finally looks down at what he is carrying. Sarah gasps at seeing the bird in Harry's arms. Her mind couldn't fathom how he came across it, or one who looked so unique. She freezes as Harry turns to Hermione.
"Hermione!" Harry's voice cracks with pain as the creature in his arm keeps moaning in pain. The moans reaching deep in Harry's soul and burning him, "Please clear the desk…please Hermione!" Harry asks Hermione, but Sarah watches on as Hermione just stands there, frozen, staring at the creature with wide eyes. Harry begins to buckle under the pain of carrying the heavy bird, and the cries that continue to sound inside his mind. Sarah walks around to help Harry to relieve his burden, but then harry said something.
"Hermione Emma Granger! Clear the Desk!" Harry names. Sarah stops in her tracks as she feels something heavy in the air. She turns when she hears things hitting the floor and is shocked to see Hermione standing behind her desk, pushing everything off with glazed eyes. Sarah looks closely at Hermione, and gasps seeing the blank stare. She turns to Harry a slight fire in her eyes. She begins to open her mouth to yell when she sees Harry's wide eyes.
Harry quickly puts the bird on the now clear desk, and sluggishly walks around to stand in front of Hermione. Her Chocolate eyes dulled to a near muddy color. Harry slowly reaches out and touches her shoulder and gently shakes her, the activity tiring him out even more. Her eyes slowly start to refocus on him. As her color fully returns to her eyes, they widen a little, fear creeping into her brown eyes. Hermione steps back from Harry getting out of his reach.
Harry looks at Hermione, fear in his own eyes, disbelief at what he has just done to his only friend. Tears begin the track down his cheeks as he continues to stare into Hermione's fearful gaze. A chocked sob reaches his throat as Sarah steps behind Hermione and gently pulls Hermione closer to herself. Sarah staring at him with guarded eyes, and Hermione standing slightly behind her looking around her staring at Harry.
Both look at him, and see the pain. Neither know what to make of it, or of what just happened. Hermione was afraid of what her friend did to her. She was always told that friends don't make you do anything, so knowing someone who literally made her do something against her will frightened her. Sarah looks at Harry guardedly not entirely sure what to make of what he just did to Hermione.
Harry just stares at the pair, pain blossoming deep within him. He slowly opens his mouth.
"I-I" He stutters out, both of the girls looking at him curiously, and cautiously. Harry sways a bit as blackness edges into his vision.
"I-I'm Sorry H-Hermione," He stumbles out as the blackness grows thicker. The girls worry grew as he started swaying back and forth, further and further. Hermione takes a step out from behind Sarah, and takes a tentative step forward, Sarah's hand gently on Hermione's shoulder.
"I-I didn't mean t-to n-name you…" Harry slurs as blackness fully comes over him, and he feels a slight falling sensation.
"Harry!" Hermione screams, reaching for him, as Sarah releases her shoulder also reaching for the boy before he fell, but they were too late. Harry fell to the side, his head hitting the edge of the librarian's desk. He hits the ground with a soft thud. Sarah and Hermione were quickly by his side, Hermione holding his hand, and Sarah checking his head.
As Sarah is scanning for damage she sees blood dripping from his forehead. She looks and sees blood dripping from a scar. Her eyes widen at seeing it. Something a friend of her told her about. A lightning bolt scar on his forehead, which was reopened as he hit the corner of the desk.