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Harry shrugged, sticking his hands in his pockets, //Why did she gasp when I said I was Harry Potter? I mean, okay, so I'm the Boy Who Lived, but people got used to it after a while.and she seemed kind of.off-balance.oh well-//
"Harry?" Rhiannon's query interrupted Harry's thoughts. She looked slightly embarrassed, "I suppose you think this is a little stupid, but.could you show me around, once I'm able to get up again?"
"What? Show you around? Oh, of course. When'll you be able to walk?"
"I'm not sure, but.hopefully soon. Staying in this bed is getting a little boring." Rhiannon smiled at him and Harry blushed, looking down.
"Yeah.I can imagine.I had a terrible incident with a Bludger match once." Harry winced but continued his story about how his terrible DADA professor, Professor Lockhart, had tried to heal his broken arm and ended up taking all the bone out. Rhiannon laughed out loud many times, which only made Harry try to make her laugh again. During the story, Harry realized how much he enjoyed hearing Rhiannon laugh; it brought him a peaceful feeling that he couldn't quite name, but he knew he liked it.
They talked for a long time, exchanging funny stories and slowly letting each other into the other's world. Harry told Rhiannon about the Dursleys and she told him about the orphanage where she had lived for many years of her life until.Harry encouraged her to continue, but she shook her head, telling him it wasn't important.
"Why not Rhiannon?" Harry queried, not understanding what she meant.
"It's just.after that." she shrugged, "It's just not important. I got adopted and.here I am I guess," she finished.
Harry sighed but didn't bring it up again. He told her about Dobby the house elf and all his funny quirks, and about the Hogwarts song, which made her laugh harder than ever, and she asked him all about the song, listening with avid interest,
"So you can sing any song you want?" Rhiannon asked him in surprise.
Harry nodded, "Any song. It's brilliant!"
"I can see that," Rhiannon smiled, "It sounds fun.maybe I'll get to sing it too?"
Harry grinned, "Maybe."
They talked about everything they could possibly think of to discuss, but Rhiannon seemed slightly disconnected from the world, she'd never heard of some of the music Harry listened to, and this surprised him. Batty and the Salamanders ((A/N: hehe like the name? ^ ^)) were very popular; he'd thought everyone had heard of them. Obviously not.
Several hours later, Madam Pomfrey passed by the curtained area, expecting quiet and the sound of a sleeping girl. Instead, she heard laughter and two excited voices. Madam Pomfrey smiled, //He really is a miracle-worker.I didn't expect that girl to even smile again.//
((A/N: Wow, I think my story's getting better. Spiffy ^ ^))
Harry shrugged, sticking his hands in his pockets, //Why did she gasp when I said I was Harry Potter? I mean, okay, so I'm the Boy Who Lived, but people got used to it after a while.and she seemed kind of.off-balance.oh well-//
"Harry?" Rhiannon's query interrupted Harry's thoughts. She looked slightly embarrassed, "I suppose you think this is a little stupid, but.could you show me around, once I'm able to get up again?"
"What? Show you around? Oh, of course. When'll you be able to walk?"
"I'm not sure, but.hopefully soon. Staying in this bed is getting a little boring." Rhiannon smiled at him and Harry blushed, looking down.
"Yeah.I can imagine.I had a terrible incident with a Bludger match once." Harry winced but continued his story about how his terrible DADA professor, Professor Lockhart, had tried to heal his broken arm and ended up taking all the bone out. Rhiannon laughed out loud many times, which only made Harry try to make her laugh again. During the story, Harry realized how much he enjoyed hearing Rhiannon laugh; it brought him a peaceful feeling that he couldn't quite name, but he knew he liked it.
They talked for a long time, exchanging funny stories and slowly letting each other into the other's world. Harry told Rhiannon about the Dursleys and she told him about the orphanage where she had lived for many years of her life until.Harry encouraged her to continue, but she shook her head, telling him it wasn't important.
"Why not Rhiannon?" Harry queried, not understanding what she meant.
"It's just.after that." she shrugged, "It's just not important. I got adopted and.here I am I guess," she finished.
Harry sighed but didn't bring it up again. He told her about Dobby the house elf and all his funny quirks, and about the Hogwarts song, which made her laugh harder than ever, and she asked him all about the song, listening with avid interest,
"So you can sing any song you want?" Rhiannon asked him in surprise.
Harry nodded, "Any song. It's brilliant!"
"I can see that," Rhiannon smiled, "It sounds fun.maybe I'll get to sing it too?"
Harry grinned, "Maybe."
They talked about everything they could possibly think of to discuss, but Rhiannon seemed slightly disconnected from the world, she'd never heard of some of the music Harry listened to, and this surprised him. Batty and the Salamanders ((A/N: hehe like the name? ^ ^)) were very popular; he'd thought everyone had heard of them. Obviously not.
Several hours later, Madam Pomfrey passed by the curtained area, expecting quiet and the sound of a sleeping girl. Instead, she heard laughter and two excited voices. Madam Pomfrey smiled, //He really is a miracle-worker.I didn't expect that girl to even smile again.//
((A/N: Wow, I think my story's getting better. Spiffy ^ ^))