A/N: YAY. Another one, yeah... review damn it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any song/ quote that I might use. But I do own any OC characters and the plot!
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All Natural Angels: Sorrowful
Chapter Eleven
It is now the month of November. Fall has come and the sunny days of summer slowly die. Today is Tuesday. Leila is tutoring Chris in Transfigurations at the Library, Jasmine was up at the tower trying to finish an essay that was due the next morning, Monica and Deborah was somewhere in the Slytherin common room, and Marisa and Tess were taking a walk around the school grounds of Hogwarts.
Marisa was still happy from her first game that was about a month ago, they won by the way. Tess was thinking up of a joke to pull on potion master.
"Maybe... nah, that wouldn't work... how bout, no too common" Tess thought out loud. Marisa wasn't even paying attention to Tess's babble; she was looking at the reds, browns, oranges, and yellows of the trees.
"Ma-ris-a! Help me!" Tess begged her friend, but she stayed silent. Tess raised her eyebrow. "Please don't tell me that you went off to you 'thinking place'?"
Marisa continued to look at the scenery as the walked passed it. "I wonder what will happen to us," Marisa said in some odd peaceful tone. She then added, "after Hogwarts... I wonder..."
Tess rolled her eyes and muttered, "Yup, she's gone off again..." Tess patted Marisa's back reassuringly. "Don't worry, that wont be for another a couple of years..." She paused, trying to think of words to say. "Don't ponder about the future." She then added. She beckoned Marisa to follow her, because curfew was in ten minutes, they had to run to make it back in time.
Marisa then replied, "whatever..." and followed her friend back to their dorms.
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"Minus five points for stirring left and NOT right." Snape said as he made his rounds through the dungeon. The second year Hufflepuff cast her eyes down as the head of the Slytherin House pasted by her cauldron.
Severus (sp?) looked at the time. "You all should be either done or on the last step, this potion should be bottled up before the end of the class!" he said as he eyed some students, setting fear in some hearts.
He passed by some Slytherins and praised their work. As he walked by Jasmine's cauldron he said some thing of this being work of a typical Gryffindor. As he walked away Jasmine muttered under breath, "maybe if I add the grease from your hair then it might be perfect."
Sadly, Snapes caught it. "Ten points from Gryffindor, for talking behind a teachers back." and walked back to his desk.
Jasmine smiled as Tess said that the comment was worth the ten points. Leila smiled to her self too as she and Marisa poured their potion into small vials. Deborah chuckled to her self, even though it was her head of house that was being made fun of, and Monica wasn't there at the moment, Snape sent her on an errand.
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"Turkey, mash potatoes, gravy, beans, corn, pie, apple pie, corn bread... ahhh..." Jasmine said as she stared at her oatmeal. Tess and Marisa looked at her confused. "Thanksgiving is tomorrow... oh I wish to be home... mmm, Mom's homemade cranberry sauce... uh..." Jasmine's wandered off as she imaged that her oatmeal was some other Thanksgiving meal, her mouth was watery.
"What is she rambling on about?" Tess asked Marisa as she stared at the Italian girl drool over her food.
"A American holiday called Thanksgiving, I think that both muggles and wizards celebrate it." Marisa answered Tess's question. Tess nodded and continued to eat her omelet.
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Now, two weeks have pasted since Thanksgiving, today was a Sunday. Winter break is just in a couple of weeks; everyone is looking forward to it. Now, second year Slytherin, Chris Hahn, was walking outside. He loved the enchanting feeling of Hogwarts this time of year.
He has seen scenery like this during the fall back in Japan, but only if he ventures into the forest near his uncle's cabin. Chris lives in the heart of the bust town called Tokyo, with his mother and baby brother. (A/N: remember Chris is too a Pureblood!)
But the forest back home was nothing compared to how Hogwarts looks like right now. The boy smiled to himself as he strolled around. He took in a deep breath, he can smell that odd smell of wood coming from the trees (A/N: does wood give off that smell? Never been camping, love the city! L.A rules!).
Chris stood near the lake, which was by very many trees, and stood in awe of his surroundings. The wind blew, and it seemed as if it was playing music, no wait... 'Is that humming?' Chris thought, he heard something; it sounded as if it came from his right, so he headed to where he thought the humming was coming from.
As he walked the humming got louder. He walked to the direction of the lake. There he saw a lone figure standing on the shores. A girl, her long hair waved every now and then in the wind when the breeze came, her dress, or skirt, was flowing like the waters. 'Like a sorceress' Chris thought as he come closer.
'What a beautiful melody...' he thought as he came closer. The humming stopped, she noticed him, and turned around.
"Leila?" Chris asked. There she was, Leila, the girl with no last name (that is what some people called her, she hasn't chosen a last name yet). She wore a dull light blue flowing skirt and a off the shoulders white blouse. She had a ribbon tied around her neck, the same color of the skirt.
Leila stared back at him surprised. "Chris?" she composed herself before she spoke again. "What are you doing here?"
"Taking a walk, but I heard someone humming... you have an angelic voice." He commented. She blushed.
"Oh, thank you." she said. She sat on the ground and offered Chris to sit next to her, which he did.
"How bout you? What are you doing here?" he asked.
She sighed and then answered, "Clearing up my mind." She said it so peacefully.
"I'm sorry if I disturbed you, Leila..."
"Oh, no. You didn't." she said to him.
And so they sat there for a couple of minutes, but it seemed like a few years before Chris spoke up again. "That song you were humming, does it have lyrics?" he asked her, she nodded. "Care to sing them?" she sat silently but then nodded. Chris smiled. "Thanks." He said. And then he heard one of the most angelic voice he had ever heard.
"You are here alone again, in your sweet insanity. All too clam, you hide yourself from reality. Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty? When all the world turns away to leave you lonely." She sang. Chris looked at her, her voice was lovely.
She continued to sing, "the fields are filled with desires. All voices crying for freedom. But all in vain, they will fade away. There's only you to answer to you, forever..."
"In blinded mind you are singing, a glorious hallelujah. The distant flutter of angels. They're all too far, too far to reach for you." Chris looked at her, 'What did she mean?' he asked himself as she continued to sing.
She sang the last verse, "I am here alone again, in my sweet serenity. Hoping you will ever find me in any place. I will call it solitude, when all my songs fade in vain. In my voice, far away to eternity..."
She finished her song and became quiet once more. "That was very lovely." Chris commented and he receives a smile from her. The two stared off into the sunset over the waters. Leila hummed to herself a whole new song. But she wasn't humming, she was singing silently to herself.
(A/N: yes, more songs!)
"The snow in the air, to sing me a lullaby. My winter, come hither to me. The dark nights to come. So, kiss me for good-bye. The grace of the Goodland is near you." Chris listens silently to her quiet singing, it was still angelic.
"Show me the flowers invisible, sing me the hymns inaudible. The wind is my voice. The moon is my heart. Come find me, I'm on every hills and fields. I'm here... ever you near... sing for your love, gone so far in the past. Pray for the world, that you may rest in peace."
The words were very odd to Chris, 'was this a lullaby?' he asked himself as she sung.
"The snow in the air to sing me a lullaby, the angel of rebirth is here. So let all you pain sleep within the husha-by. The grace of the God land, grace of the God land is near... so close to you..."
"That was beautiful." Chris said once she was done singing.
"What was?" she asked confused.
"You were just singing a moment ago, remember, Leila?" Why doesn't she remember singing?
She looked at him wide-eyed. "I was singing out loud?"
"Yeah..." he was just as surprised. "It's some song, like a lullaby." He told her.
Leila's eyes started to get watery. "Oh, God... I miss him..." she said out loud.
Chris asked, "Who do you miss?"
"My brother." She replied. "He would sing me that song, every time I came to him with a nightmare, no matter how sleepy he was... he was always there..."
"Where is he?" Chris asked slowly.
She said one word that answered his question, "Heaven." Chris nodded understanding. He put his arm around her shoulders. And the two sat there until it was time to go back in.
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A/N: what a lovely chapter! Well, the fist song is called 'The World' from the awesome anime '.hackSIGN' and the second one, 'Lullaby', is from the kick ass anime, 'Noir'. Yuki Kajiura is one of my favorite musicians, she composed/ sung/ wrote music for those two animes! She is so cool! Well, I hoped you guys enjoyed this... REVIEW!
-LaLathePanda
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any song/ quote that I might use. But I do own any OC characters and the plot!
OoOoO
All Natural Angels: Sorrowful
Chapter Eleven
It is now the month of November. Fall has come and the sunny days of summer slowly die. Today is Tuesday. Leila is tutoring Chris in Transfigurations at the Library, Jasmine was up at the tower trying to finish an essay that was due the next morning, Monica and Deborah was somewhere in the Slytherin common room, and Marisa and Tess were taking a walk around the school grounds of Hogwarts.
Marisa was still happy from her first game that was about a month ago, they won by the way. Tess was thinking up of a joke to pull on potion master.
"Maybe... nah, that wouldn't work... how bout, no too common" Tess thought out loud. Marisa wasn't even paying attention to Tess's babble; she was looking at the reds, browns, oranges, and yellows of the trees.
"Ma-ris-a! Help me!" Tess begged her friend, but she stayed silent. Tess raised her eyebrow. "Please don't tell me that you went off to you 'thinking place'?"
Marisa continued to look at the scenery as the walked passed it. "I wonder what will happen to us," Marisa said in some odd peaceful tone. She then added, "after Hogwarts... I wonder..."
Tess rolled her eyes and muttered, "Yup, she's gone off again..." Tess patted Marisa's back reassuringly. "Don't worry, that wont be for another a couple of years..." She paused, trying to think of words to say. "Don't ponder about the future." She then added. She beckoned Marisa to follow her, because curfew was in ten minutes, they had to run to make it back in time.
Marisa then replied, "whatever..." and followed her friend back to their dorms.
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"Minus five points for stirring left and NOT right." Snape said as he made his rounds through the dungeon. The second year Hufflepuff cast her eyes down as the head of the Slytherin House pasted by her cauldron.
Severus (sp?) looked at the time. "You all should be either done or on the last step, this potion should be bottled up before the end of the class!" he said as he eyed some students, setting fear in some hearts.
He passed by some Slytherins and praised their work. As he walked by Jasmine's cauldron he said some thing of this being work of a typical Gryffindor. As he walked away Jasmine muttered under breath, "maybe if I add the grease from your hair then it might be perfect."
Sadly, Snapes caught it. "Ten points from Gryffindor, for talking behind a teachers back." and walked back to his desk.
Jasmine smiled as Tess said that the comment was worth the ten points. Leila smiled to her self too as she and Marisa poured their potion into small vials. Deborah chuckled to her self, even though it was her head of house that was being made fun of, and Monica wasn't there at the moment, Snape sent her on an errand.
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"Turkey, mash potatoes, gravy, beans, corn, pie, apple pie, corn bread... ahhh..." Jasmine said as she stared at her oatmeal. Tess and Marisa looked at her confused. "Thanksgiving is tomorrow... oh I wish to be home... mmm, Mom's homemade cranberry sauce... uh..." Jasmine's wandered off as she imaged that her oatmeal was some other Thanksgiving meal, her mouth was watery.
"What is she rambling on about?" Tess asked Marisa as she stared at the Italian girl drool over her food.
"A American holiday called Thanksgiving, I think that both muggles and wizards celebrate it." Marisa answered Tess's question. Tess nodded and continued to eat her omelet.
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Now, two weeks have pasted since Thanksgiving, today was a Sunday. Winter break is just in a couple of weeks; everyone is looking forward to it. Now, second year Slytherin, Chris Hahn, was walking outside. He loved the enchanting feeling of Hogwarts this time of year.
He has seen scenery like this during the fall back in Japan, but only if he ventures into the forest near his uncle's cabin. Chris lives in the heart of the bust town called Tokyo, with his mother and baby brother. (A/N: remember Chris is too a Pureblood!)
But the forest back home was nothing compared to how Hogwarts looks like right now. The boy smiled to himself as he strolled around. He took in a deep breath, he can smell that odd smell of wood coming from the trees (A/N: does wood give off that smell? Never been camping, love the city! L.A rules!).
Chris stood near the lake, which was by very many trees, and stood in awe of his surroundings. The wind blew, and it seemed as if it was playing music, no wait... 'Is that humming?' Chris thought, he heard something; it sounded as if it came from his right, so he headed to where he thought the humming was coming from.
As he walked the humming got louder. He walked to the direction of the lake. There he saw a lone figure standing on the shores. A girl, her long hair waved every now and then in the wind when the breeze came, her dress, or skirt, was flowing like the waters. 'Like a sorceress' Chris thought as he come closer.
'What a beautiful melody...' he thought as he came closer. The humming stopped, she noticed him, and turned around.
"Leila?" Chris asked. There she was, Leila, the girl with no last name (that is what some people called her, she hasn't chosen a last name yet). She wore a dull light blue flowing skirt and a off the shoulders white blouse. She had a ribbon tied around her neck, the same color of the skirt.
Leila stared back at him surprised. "Chris?" she composed herself before she spoke again. "What are you doing here?"
"Taking a walk, but I heard someone humming... you have an angelic voice." He commented. She blushed.
"Oh, thank you." she said. She sat on the ground and offered Chris to sit next to her, which he did.
"How bout you? What are you doing here?" he asked.
She sighed and then answered, "Clearing up my mind." She said it so peacefully.
"I'm sorry if I disturbed you, Leila..."
"Oh, no. You didn't." she said to him.
And so they sat there for a couple of minutes, but it seemed like a few years before Chris spoke up again. "That song you were humming, does it have lyrics?" he asked her, she nodded. "Care to sing them?" she sat silently but then nodded. Chris smiled. "Thanks." He said. And then he heard one of the most angelic voice he had ever heard.
"You are here alone again, in your sweet insanity. All too clam, you hide yourself from reality. Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty? When all the world turns away to leave you lonely." She sang. Chris looked at her, her voice was lovely.
She continued to sing, "the fields are filled with desires. All voices crying for freedom. But all in vain, they will fade away. There's only you to answer to you, forever..."
"In blinded mind you are singing, a glorious hallelujah. The distant flutter of angels. They're all too far, too far to reach for you." Chris looked at her, 'What did she mean?' he asked himself as she continued to sing.
She sang the last verse, "I am here alone again, in my sweet serenity. Hoping you will ever find me in any place. I will call it solitude, when all my songs fade in vain. In my voice, far away to eternity..."
She finished her song and became quiet once more. "That was very lovely." Chris commented and he receives a smile from her. The two stared off into the sunset over the waters. Leila hummed to herself a whole new song. But she wasn't humming, she was singing silently to herself.
(A/N: yes, more songs!)
"The snow in the air, to sing me a lullaby. My winter, come hither to me. The dark nights to come. So, kiss me for good-bye. The grace of the Goodland is near you." Chris listens silently to her quiet singing, it was still angelic.
"Show me the flowers invisible, sing me the hymns inaudible. The wind is my voice. The moon is my heart. Come find me, I'm on every hills and fields. I'm here... ever you near... sing for your love, gone so far in the past. Pray for the world, that you may rest in peace."
The words were very odd to Chris, 'was this a lullaby?' he asked himself as she sung.
"The snow in the air to sing me a lullaby, the angel of rebirth is here. So let all you pain sleep within the husha-by. The grace of the God land, grace of the God land is near... so close to you..."
"That was beautiful." Chris said once she was done singing.
"What was?" she asked confused.
"You were just singing a moment ago, remember, Leila?" Why doesn't she remember singing?
She looked at him wide-eyed. "I was singing out loud?"
"Yeah..." he was just as surprised. "It's some song, like a lullaby." He told her.
Leila's eyes started to get watery. "Oh, God... I miss him..." she said out loud.
Chris asked, "Who do you miss?"
"My brother." She replied. "He would sing me that song, every time I came to him with a nightmare, no matter how sleepy he was... he was always there..."
"Where is he?" Chris asked slowly.
She said one word that answered his question, "Heaven." Chris nodded understanding. He put his arm around her shoulders. And the two sat there until it was time to go back in.
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A/N: what a lovely chapter! Well, the fist song is called 'The World' from the awesome anime '.hackSIGN' and the second one, 'Lullaby', is from the kick ass anime, 'Noir'. Yuki Kajiura is one of my favorite musicians, she composed/ sung/ wrote music for those two animes! She is so cool! Well, I hoped you guys enjoyed this... REVIEW!
-LaLathePanda