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last Christmas.
Authoress' Note: Brace yourself up because here comes chapter two!!
Chapter 2:
~An Uninvited Guest~
Harry felt himself sinking slowly into sleep when he noticed someone standing by the window. Without any warning, his scar seared in pain so great that tears formed in his eyes.
The figure came closer until it was standing by the bed, and although Harry's vision was starting to blur and the room was dark, he could see that it was wearing a cloak to cover its features.
Not having any second thoughts, Harry reached under his pillow for his wand at thrust it out, pointing at the stranger. He racked his brain for any spells that might come useful in situations like this but the pain in his scar was so great that he could barely think. He dropped his wand and clutched his scar, gasping for air. All he could do was look up helplessly at the stranger.
"No.it can't be you. You can't be Voldemort." Harry said
The stranger gave no reply and just raised an arm hidden in the long sleeves of the robe, extending it to reach out and touch Harry on the forehead.
Harry trembled and closed his eyes, not wanting to see Voldemort's white, bony hand. He waited, expecting to feel his cold, cruel touch and was surprised when he felt something warm and soft instead.
The pain in his scar subsided and a jolt of gentle, tingling electricity ran through his body and heard a small, feminine sounding gasp.
Upon opening his eyes, he saw a bright, white light. Harry noticed that he was surrounded with a thick, dense fog- the last thing he saw before losing his consciousness.
~*~*~
The bright full moon lit up the dark sky which was showered with thousands and thousands of twinkling stars, glittering like golden dust scattered across the sky.
A beautiful young girl sat behind the closed windows, the light of the moon shining through the glass and illuminating her pale face.
Her features couldn't be seen clearly because of the darkness of the room, although it was unmistakable that those eyes of hers were filled with sadness and worry. She was staring into space when a rattling noise startled her.
She got up and opened the windows eagerly and looked out. Disappointment filled her upon seeing no one, and was about to close the window when a young boy, maybe about the same age as her, riding on a broom, rose up beside the window and grinned. The girl's eyes widened with joy and her lips curved into a smile. She climbed up the large window and the boy steadied his broom as he offered his hand to her. She gladly took it and he helped her sit comfortable behind him.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and not long after, they were off soaring into the midnight sky.
~*~*~
All of a sudden, there was a blinding flash of light and Harry's scar seared in pain again. A menacing laugh filled his mind as everything around him became dark. Harry saw that he was falling into an endless pit and he reached out, waving his arms hoping to get hold of something to stop himself from falling into nothingness. He saw a glint of sliver, something that looked like a rope. He grabbed hold of it and tugged at it desperately. It snapped and Harry continued to fall until..TBC
A/N: Oh don't you just love cliff hangers? I'll post the next chapter soon! Review please!
Elvin Goddess: My first reviewer! Thank you for your review!
Authoress' Note: Brace yourself up because here comes chapter two!!
Chapter 2:
~An Uninvited Guest~
Harry felt himself sinking slowly into sleep when he noticed someone standing by the window. Without any warning, his scar seared in pain so great that tears formed in his eyes.
The figure came closer until it was standing by the bed, and although Harry's vision was starting to blur and the room was dark, he could see that it was wearing a cloak to cover its features.
Not having any second thoughts, Harry reached under his pillow for his wand at thrust it out, pointing at the stranger. He racked his brain for any spells that might come useful in situations like this but the pain in his scar was so great that he could barely think. He dropped his wand and clutched his scar, gasping for air. All he could do was look up helplessly at the stranger.
"No.it can't be you. You can't be Voldemort." Harry said
The stranger gave no reply and just raised an arm hidden in the long sleeves of the robe, extending it to reach out and touch Harry on the forehead.
Harry trembled and closed his eyes, not wanting to see Voldemort's white, bony hand. He waited, expecting to feel his cold, cruel touch and was surprised when he felt something warm and soft instead.
The pain in his scar subsided and a jolt of gentle, tingling electricity ran through his body and heard a small, feminine sounding gasp.
Upon opening his eyes, he saw a bright, white light. Harry noticed that he was surrounded with a thick, dense fog- the last thing he saw before losing his consciousness.
~*~*~
The bright full moon lit up the dark sky which was showered with thousands and thousands of twinkling stars, glittering like golden dust scattered across the sky.
A beautiful young girl sat behind the closed windows, the light of the moon shining through the glass and illuminating her pale face.
Her features couldn't be seen clearly because of the darkness of the room, although it was unmistakable that those eyes of hers were filled with sadness and worry. She was staring into space when a rattling noise startled her.
She got up and opened the windows eagerly and looked out. Disappointment filled her upon seeing no one, and was about to close the window when a young boy, maybe about the same age as her, riding on a broom, rose up beside the window and grinned. The girl's eyes widened with joy and her lips curved into a smile. She climbed up the large window and the boy steadied his broom as he offered his hand to her. She gladly took it and he helped her sit comfortable behind him.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and not long after, they were off soaring into the midnight sky.
~*~*~
All of a sudden, there was a blinding flash of light and Harry's scar seared in pain again. A menacing laugh filled his mind as everything around him became dark. Harry saw that he was falling into an endless pit and he reached out, waving his arms hoping to get hold of something to stop himself from falling into nothingness. He saw a glint of sliver, something that looked like a rope. He grabbed hold of it and tugged at it desperately. It snapped and Harry continued to fall until..TBC
A/N: Oh don't you just love cliff hangers? I'll post the next chapter soon! Review please!
Elvin Goddess: My first reviewer! Thank you for your review!