Unbelievable
Disclaimer: This story is based on the works of JK Rowling, no infringment is intended.
I do own the following- Diana Déessedestirée, Korona Rechien,
Aeolus Cieloplaneador, any other characters you don't recognize, and the plot.
Chapter One
A warm fog surrounded the slender figure that navigated through it with ease, dodging trees and thick shrubbery that one who didn't know where they were going would have surely stumbled into. The forest floor sloped down steadily, until it reached a valley that cleared of the mist so quickly it made the figure pause a moment before continuing.
The undergrowth of the valley floor was thick and lush, a narrow smooth trail wound its way into the tall pines. The figure followed with ease, low hanging branches seeming to move aside as it passed by. It did not seem to notice another shadowing its movements beyond the path, noiselessly. Not until it crept up behind the person and grabbed them roughly by the arms.
"Korona." The attacker breathed, and released the girl.
"Ouch." Korona muttered and turned. An elf maiden, so slight of build that she could easily hide behind a slim tree. Her golden eyes flared along with her surprise as she smiled sadly at the human girl who now was rubbing her arms.
"What?" Korona asked, glancing at her friend who was staring intently at her, studying almost carefully.
"You came through the gate?" the elf asked.
"Of course."
"Did you not see?"
"See what?" Korona asked, very confused. The elf girl sighed in frustration and nodded back at the foggy part of the forest.
"We must talk."
***
A fifteen year old, scrawny, green eyed, wild black haired boy leaned carefully against the trunk of the tree in his aunt and uncles backyard. Almost a habit, he reached up and brushed his lightening shaped scar as he felt a slight twing of pain. He grimaced, and closed his eyes. Ever since Lord Voldemort came back into power those slight pains had started. Nothing like what had happened back in the Triwizard Tournament.
Harry's eyes snapped open and looked down at his feet. Cedric.
It wasn't your fault. He repeated those words over and over in his mind, his gaze unblinking at his sneakered feet.
"Harry!" Aunt Petunia's voice screeched, breaking his meditation. "Get in, hurry."
Harry pushed off from the tree and trudged slowly back into the house, eyes downcast, face slightly grey.
"Yes?" Harry muttered entering the kitchen.
"Dudley's going to have one of his friends for the rest of the summer, I want you to...contact your little friend from your school." Petunia's voice said, the sounds of pans being jumbled about indicating she was digging through the pantry.
"Alright." Harry said, brightening at the thought of leaving the Dursley's a month early. Without waiting for Petunia's reply, Harry tore out of the kitchen and up to his room, shoving passed a skulky looking Dudley on the stairs. Aunt Petunia was still enforcing the Smeltings diet, and as far as Harry could tell, it hadn't helped much.
Grabbing a clean piece of parchment from his trunk and his eagle feathered quill, Harry made his way to the desk, opening Hedwigs cage before settling down.
Ron,
The muggles are asking if I could stay with you
until the end of the summer! Dudley's having one
of his 'friends' staying with him and they don't want
me to be around.
I'm not sure when I have to leave, but if I can stay,
I'll come as soon as possible! Let me know!
Hedwig blinked sleepily as Harry reached in and tied the letter to her leg.
"Hurry back." Harry called after her as she took off into the afternoon.