If Harry Was Real…
By Lorelai
Prologue-
The wind blew violently. The trees shuddered under the sheer power. Lightning lit up the sky. Dark clouds shielded the moon. A gust of powerful wind brought rain, falling in sheets. A sudden streak of lightning showed a dark figure, fleeing through the forest. It was a woman. She was dressed in a long black cloak, which was already soaked. Her eyes were wide-awake with terror and fear. Her feet carried her swiftly across the grass. She held a small bundle in her arms. Her brown hair fanned out behind her like a cape. She stumbled once, but held on to the bundle. She was running away from something. All of a sudden, a voice cried out behind her.
" Wait!"
It was an urgent plea; the voice was filled with pain, anguish, and desperation. The woman almost halted.
" Come back! I need you, come back!" the voice cried again.
With a shake of her head, the woman started running again. A figure quickly appeared in front of her. She stopped, stepping back fearfully.
" Come back," the figure said, painfully. " You and Joanna. I need you two. Please," She shook her head.
" I can't," she spoke for the first time. Her voice shook with powerful emotion. She trembled but did not give in. Then, she dodged the figure and ran on. A powerful hand clamped on her shoulder.
" No!" cried the figure. They fought for a moment. Then the woman slumped to the ground, sobbing and clasping the bundle in her arms. The figure stood over them. Then, the figure slid back its hood, revealing his face.
He had bright green eyes and untidy black hair. A scar on his forehead marred his otherwise handsomely chiseled features. He bent down and took the woman in his arms. He kissed her on her cheek and brushed away her tears. She looked up into his eyes. He looked her over with pleading eyes.
" Please," he spoke again. " I need you and Joanna. Why won't you stay with me?" he asked, his voice breaking. She shook her head and choked back a sob.
" I love you, but I can't stay. I just can't," she told him. For a second, she kissed him back with fever and passion. They looked into each other's eyes.
" Appareo," she whispered softly, holding the bundle. Without a sign, she vanished, leaving the man alone in the pouring rain. His eyes widened in amazement and rage. Tears ran down his face.
" Nnoooo!" the savage cry of anger and loss tore itself from his lips and rang clearly into the night sky.
By Lorelai
Prologue-
The wind blew violently. The trees shuddered under the sheer power. Lightning lit up the sky. Dark clouds shielded the moon. A gust of powerful wind brought rain, falling in sheets. A sudden streak of lightning showed a dark figure, fleeing through the forest. It was a woman. She was dressed in a long black cloak, which was already soaked. Her eyes were wide-awake with terror and fear. Her feet carried her swiftly across the grass. She held a small bundle in her arms. Her brown hair fanned out behind her like a cape. She stumbled once, but held on to the bundle. She was running away from something. All of a sudden, a voice cried out behind her.
" Wait!"
It was an urgent plea; the voice was filled with pain, anguish, and desperation. The woman almost halted.
" Come back! I need you, come back!" the voice cried again.
With a shake of her head, the woman started running again. A figure quickly appeared in front of her. She stopped, stepping back fearfully.
" Come back," the figure said, painfully. " You and Joanna. I need you two. Please," She shook her head.
" I can't," she spoke for the first time. Her voice shook with powerful emotion. She trembled but did not give in. Then, she dodged the figure and ran on. A powerful hand clamped on her shoulder.
" No!" cried the figure. They fought for a moment. Then the woman slumped to the ground, sobbing and clasping the bundle in her arms. The figure stood over them. Then, the figure slid back its hood, revealing his face.
He had bright green eyes and untidy black hair. A scar on his forehead marred his otherwise handsomely chiseled features. He bent down and took the woman in his arms. He kissed her on her cheek and brushed away her tears. She looked up into his eyes. He looked her over with pleading eyes.
" Please," he spoke again. " I need you and Joanna. Why won't you stay with me?" he asked, his voice breaking. She shook her head and choked back a sob.
" I love you, but I can't stay. I just can't," she told him. For a second, she kissed him back with fever and passion. They looked into each other's eyes.
" Appareo," she whispered softly, holding the bundle. Without a sign, she vanished, leaving the man alone in the pouring rain. His eyes widened in amazement and rage. Tears ran down his face.
" Nnoooo!" the savage cry of anger and loss tore itself from his lips and rang clearly into the night sky.