I don't own either Supernatural or Harry Potter. I have not been writing that on my previous chapters, so please pretend that I have, in case I get sued.
Interlude- A Mind Divided
Harry POV (I just realized he doesn't get a lot of appearances L )
The world he looked at was split jaggedly in half. His sphere of influence was magic given form. He stood in the Quidditch Field from Hogwarts, a snitch buzzed around him excitedly, and off to the sides there were brooms that leaned against the bleachers. His Nimbus from third year was there, along with the Firebolt Sirius had gotten for him. The Whomping Willow, off to the distance, guarded Godric's Hollow with the memories of his parents within. In the far off left, he sees Hogwarts in all its glory. It holds the main bulk of his memories, from first year to sixth, the memories of Ron and Hermonie are protected there. The Forbidden Forest, surrounding Hogwarts, keeps his darkest memories. All manners of creatures exist there; his memories of the Horcrux hunt and Voldemort lurk within the dark expanse of the forest. Only he is able to navigate the forest without being harmed.
His other self, who he calls Al secretly, shares the border along the Quidditch Field. Al's realm . . . is bright, there's no other way to put it. It's as if there's a miniature sun that makes everything super bright and luminous. He had gone into His half of the world once. It was quite amazing actually. In the middle of the world, there was a miniature galaxy that could be interacted with to zoom in and out. Every world was different, and it never showed the same world twice. Floating above in the sky, there's an inverted tree with branches that stretched a bit into his section. The tree had fruits that were His memories. It varied in size, and glowed with a soft light. The floor of His world was literally made of clouds. It didn't sink when he stepped on it, and was soft to the touch. Al's world changes a bit every time he looks at it. Most of the time, it was a cottage that floated around, but when he looked at it last time it had changed to a pawnshop. Now it was a boat that had choppy waves and storms with lightening. Al had been in a bad mood, since the other guy in the suit had showed up to move them. Apparently, the man was THE Death, and was an old friend. Al wasn't happy though, because apparently His favorite angel was going to die again. The amount of trouble the angel's gotten into, reminds him of the Potter luck™. It made him mildly sympathetic, even if the angel reminded him of a coughpuppycough.
The two worlds should have been integrated by now. But both had mutually agreed on keeping it split, so that they would not need to return so soon. It also helped that while he focused on maintaining internal matters, Al was in charge of "foreign affairs" and paid attention to the outside. The fact that Al interfered again with the trench coat angel meant that internal affairs was going to be very busy for a while, since their vessel was incapable of interacting with that much power without falling apart. The return of the Leviathans was an issue that also needed to be dealt with. Though Al would like to return, they both agreed that it was better for them to stay where they are for the moment, as the hibernation state they've entered has let him to devote more energy to the recovery of the vessel. For now, the two have decided to watch. The Winchesters should be enough for now.
I took my AP Chem final this week, the FRQ section of my AP Physics final, along with presenting my Capstone presentation. Next week is my math test, US history test, and the MC section of my AP Physics final. I've also got to study for the SAT subject test for French and Chemistry. As a result, updates will be very slow from now on until maybe end of May.