Hey everyone, here's the next chapter. I'm sorry it has been slow so far. I promise that it's going to get really interesting in the third chapter. *grins evilly*
Disclaimer: Same as always, I don't own SM or HP. *mutters about stupid lawyers*
On to the fic!
Music From Heaven
There, in front of Harry, was beautiful, young unicorn. It seemed very nervous at the sight of two humans. It began to prance and whinny, but its horn was caught in a thorn bush. The girl calmly strode up to the pony. Harry was really worried about her safety; a frightened unicorn can be very dangerous. However, she wasn't worried in the slightest. She began to stroke the unicorn's neck and back.
She began to sing an enchanting melody. Her voice was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. She sang like an angel. The unicorn was now perfectly calm. It was almost as if she cast a spell on it. Then, she did the unspeakable. She climbed onto the animal.
"Come on!" She beckoned, her smile as radiant as ever.
"You can't ride a unicorn!"
She looked down and then back up at Harry, "It looks to me like I can. Oh would you please come on!"
Harry looked reluctantly at the pony and then up at the treasure who was on it. It wasn't a hard decision. He hopped on behind this girl in a heartbeat. He wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to let an opportunity like this pass him by. What if when the rest of the students arrive, she ignores me? What if she blows me off for some other guy? I better get her before anyone else has a chance!
"Hold on tight!" she exclaimed. Harry barely had time to get his arms around her slim waist. They were racing through the forest. It was great!
"Where'd you learn to ride like this?" Harry asked, obviously impressed.
"Oh, this is nothing! Most people don't appreciate the real potential a unicorn has. They try too hard to tame them. Only a wild one is able to perform real magic."
"What kind of magic?" Harry was getting interested.
"Do you wanna see?" She looked back to see Harry nod. "Okay then, you asked for it!"
The girl suddenly began glowing. A golden halo encircled her. The unicorn slowly began to grow wings. They raised off the ground and steadily rose higher and higher off the ground.
"I never knew unicorn's could fly!" Harry shouted excitedly.
"Most people don't. They don't see these creatures for what they really are, only what can be made from them." She said with a hint of anger in her melodious voice. "I know this isn't quite as nice and smooth as a broom. I hope you're having fun."
"Are you kidding?! Of course I'm having fun." At this, she smiled even more brilliantly.
"I know I should've asked sooner but what's your name?" Harry asked a little embarrassed.
"Call me Serena."
Later that night, Harry could not sleep. He decided to get up and take a midnight stroll instead of tossing and turning. He left the castle and headed for the lake. A voice could be heard in the distance; it was Serena. She was singing and because he did not want to interrupt, he hid behind a bush.
The water in the lake started to swirl around in circles forming a whirlpool. It glistened silver in the moonlight and had purple streaks flowing through it. A water demon rose up from within the whirlpool.
Oh no! I have to save her! Harry rushed out to shield Serena from the menacing monster. "Get back!" he shouted.
Serena placed her delicate hand on Harry's shoulder and looked him deeply in the eyes. She then walked passed Harry and hovered herself over the water so that she was about a meter away from the demon. She smiled and sang once more. Oh, that voice. Then, the demon suddenly dived down into the lake. Harry waited for Serena to go back to the castle. However, the demon was seen once more. This time it had a rather large gem. It was turquoise in color. Once the demon gave Serena the gem, it bowed deeply and sank back into the water.
Harry eyed the girl suspiciously, "What was that all about?"
"I made a new friend," she replied cheerfully, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.
"Friend? A water demon? Are you serious?"
"Yes, why?" Harry shrugged at her reply and didn't press the matters any further.
"What's that?" Harry gestured to the gem.
"Nothing really, it's sort of a present," she smiled. Harry knew that she was trying to avoid actually answering his question, so once again he didn't press the conversation.
"Well, I'm getting rather tired so I think that I'll head off to bed now," she finally broke the silence.
"Okay, I'll walk you. That is, if you don't mind." Harry replied sheepishly. At this, she smiled ever so sweetly and linked arms with Harry.
Once they reached Gryffindor tower and walked to the 7th year girls' dorm, Harry stopped to say goodnight. Serena turned to face him. She gazed into his eyes and then gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Harry was glad it was dark, otherwise Serena would have seen a very red Harry.
"I had so much fun today," she said in her usual honey-like voice.
"Me too," Harry replied.
Then the moment was over. Serena backed into her room and shut her door. Harry then turned and leaned on the wall beside her door and sighed, "Will she ever be mine?"
It was the first day of school. The students had not yet arrived at the castle. Harry was busy looking for Serena. They had grown really close and were inseparable, except at this current moment. He couldn't find her anywhere. He finally gave up and went down to the Great Hall to see that the students were just coming in. Harry spotted Ron and Hermione and sat down with them at the Gryffindor table.
After the sorting, everyone awaited Dumbledore's speech. He just wasn't there to give it at the moment. Whispers arose all over the hall. Then the old man made his way down with a teenage girl.
"Hello everyone," Dumbledore began, "I would like you all to meet Serena. She will be attending our school for a tentative time. She is a fifth year and has already been sorted into Gryffindor. Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table. As she walked over to take the seat that Harry had saved for her, nearly every guy in the room seemed to be drooling (A/N and no, she is not part veela!).
"Hey Harry! Sorry I didn't wait for you but Dumbledore called me into his office to talk my schedule over with me."
Hermione now sounded interested, "I'm Hermione; what classes are you taking?"
"Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Arithmancy... you know, the usual."
Ron cleared his throat loudly. "I'm sorry," Harry said taking the hint, "this is Ron."
"Nice to meet you," Serena smiled.
Ron blushed at her smile, "you too,"
"If you're just taking the usual then what did you have to talk to Dumbledore about?" Hermione asked curiously.
"I sort of have a special class. One that's not offered to most students."
You could see jealousy written all over Hermione's face. "What class is that?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to tell. Dumbledore only agreed to me taking this class after I promised I wouldn't say anything about my lessons."
"Oh,"
The next day, the Gryffindors had potions with the Slytherins. They were concocting a sleeping potion.
"Longbottom! You're potion is supposed to be thinner! Yours looks like paste!" Snape hollered scornfully.
"Nice job, Draco,"
"Miss Serena, you're cutting your guzzelwamp too large," he said without a trace of irritation in his voice.
She smiled and said, "I like it better this way," Everyone gasped. No one ever talked back to Snape.
Snape looked taken aback. He didn't yell and he wasn't rude. On the contrary, he was at a lost of words. It looked as if he were trying to avoid confrontation with her.
"Miss Serena"
'There it was again, "miss," and he called a Gryffindor by their first name!'
"I'm the potions master and I do believe I would know better than you," he said in the most polite tone he could muster.
"And I believe that this is MY potion that I am brewing, therefore I believe that MY methods should be used." Everyone was gaping at this girl who dared to question Snape. Ron and Harry looked as if Christmas had come early.
"Well, this is my class and I expect you to follow the rules. Ten points from Gryffindor!"
"I don't think so! Give me those points back!"
"And if I don't?"
"I'll turn you into a hamster!"
"No you won't, you spoiled little brat!"
"Me?! You're the one who's hair smells like rotten eggs! Once you decide to wash your hair then you can come back and talk to me about me being spoiled. Oh, sorry, you probably wouldn't know how! Your slimy hair doesn't look like it's ever seen shampoo!"
The people who didn't have open mouths before certainly did now!
"Go to Dumbledore now!"
"No need to," he looked rather amused, "I was just on my way to fetch her for her next lesson," Dumbledore smiled.
"Good riddens!" said a relieved potions master. "It's about time someone gets that mouthy know-it-all out of my sight!"
"Same here you greasy slug!" Serena yelled even though she could feel Snape sending her daggers. They didn't seem to effect her though.
"She needs a detention!" Snape howled.
"Shut up, baka!" Serena exclaimed in return.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Surely you don't mean that Severus. She was just having a bit of fun with you, isn't that right Serena?"
Serena was now back to her sweet and innocent self. "Of course," she smiled.
"Well, Miss Serena, it's time to go. Come on and give Severus a break. Please don't torture him too much this year."
"All right," she said looking a little disappointed, before she turned and waved to Snape, "see you next time!"
After she left, Snape let out a sigh of relief, "That girl is going to be the end of me!"
When Potions was over, Harry began looking for Serena. Apparently she hadn't got out of her "class" yet.
"I wonder what she's doing," stated Harry.
"Maybe she's just really behind in magic and she's embarrassed to tell us," Hermione shrugged.
"I don't think that's it," Harry replied, remembering the unicorn and the water demon.
"Or, maybe she's really advanced and needed more of a challenge," offered Ron.
Hermione cringed at the thought, "That can't be it, otherwise they would have gave me that option."
"Who knows, maybe she's even better than you," Ron said but suddenly became very interested in the floor after seeing Hermione's ferocious glare.
"Harry! There you are!" It was Serena, beautiful and lovely Serena. She came running up excitedly and then jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry caught her in his arms just in time. He held up her legs with one arm and supported her back with the other.
"Hey there," he said, still holding her. "What's with you?"
She then got down and beckoned him to a nearby corner, "I want to show you something."
"What is it?" He asked curiously.
"It's a surprise!" Their lips were only centimeters apart. Harry could feel her light breath on his face. For a moment he thought that she was going to kiss him.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?!" she hollered. Harry was a little disappointed that the kiss didn't happen.
"Harry!" It was Hermione. "Harry, we need to talk."
Harry felt himself come crashing back down to reality. "About what?"
"It's sort of private!"
Harry could hear the fury in her voice. He gazed back at Serena sadly, "Another time?"
"Well, okay," she looked highly disappointed, "maybe..." With that she turned and ran up the stairs. Harry didn't see the single tear that slowly made its way down her angelic cheek.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked quizzically.
"Your book, actually."
Harry just now remembered the book. He hadn't even looked at it since the first time he opened it. He couldn't believe he hadn't. He was just so caught up with Serena.
"Oh, yea!" He exclaimed. "I have the key!" They then raced up to the common room and Harry got his book.
Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat in an empty corner reading over the ancient book. Then they got to a page that made Harry very curious. (A/N I know this is in the first chapter but it is very important! Not too mention this is my story and I want it here:))
The light has been sealed
Serenity lay dormant
The dark has been vanquished
Bringing a new threat of torment
Gryffindor and Slytherin
Have long past away
Two new warriors
Must now be named
They shall finish the war
That continuously refuses to die
Between chivalry and betrayal
Concerning truth and lies
The outcome of the battle
Lies deep within the heart
Of the one that has been chosen
By the mystical work of art
On the night the werewolf howls
The one whom death was unable to conquer
Shall bestow the greatest gift one can receive
And in turn, will release the ultimate power
"I wonder what it means," Ron said in a hushed whisper.
"I don't know," replied Hermione. "What do you think Harry?"
Harry shrugged, "All I know is that someone wanted me to have this book, so I guess I should probably find out."
Little did they know that sitting perched at the window, watching and listening, was a very pleased looking crow.
Several weeks later, Harry and the others had still not made much progress with the rhyme. He spent most of his time in the library or the commons room looking for some clue as to what it could possibly mean. He really didn't make an effort to speak with anyone other than Ron and Hermione. If they hadn't of known about the book, he probably wouldn't even be talking to them as much. His obsession with this book was taking over his life. His friends were worried about him but new it was no use to try and get his mind off the book. Harry was too stubborn for that.
Harry was in Transfiguration and their task was to turn a rock into a butterfly. Harry was having a little bit of trouble. He was about to give up when he looked over at Serena. Several colorful butterflies flew around. He had hardly talked to her in weeks. He was such an idiot. Now that he thought about it, he rarely even seen her. Maybe she was angry at him and was avoiding him. Harry's stomach churned. He liked her so much and couldn't believe that he was being such a jerk to her.
He finally caught her eye, just for a second. What he saw made him want to rush to her side and take her into his arms. Instead he decided to just speak to her.
"Hey Serena"
"Oh, Hi Harry"
"How have you been?"
"Why do you care?"
Harry looked hurt. He didn't know she felt this way. "I'm really sorry, Serena."
"Whatever! Spare me, if you didn't like me you could've just said so. If you didn't want to be friends you should have just been honest!" She then burst into tears and ran out of the room with Harry close behind her.
He finally caught up to her and put his arms around her, her back was still to him.
"Serena, I do want to be your friend. You mean a lot to me. I've just had a lot on my mind."
"I don't need some lame excuse!"
"Please, listen to me! I'll show you what I've been working on."
"Working on?" She turned to face him and her tears stopped flowing.
"Come on"
"You've been trying to figure out that legend?" she asked in disbelief. Harry nodded and Serena began to laugh. "Why didn't you just ask me?"
"Do you know?"
"I don't exactly know what the legend means but I guess I no more about it than you. I at least know the story behind it."
"Well?!" Harry said impatiently.
"If you honestly think I'm going to tell you after the way you treated me you have another thing coming!" she looked at him sternly and Harry's heart dropped. She then smiled, "Maybe we can work something out. What will you give me?"
"What do you want?" Serena murmured something to herself that Harry couldn't make out.
"Let's see... I really don't know. For now I'll accept an IOU." She then proceeded to tell Harry the story of Godric and Salazar and the enchanted painting.
"Okay," began Serena, "the first stanza is about the defeat of Salazar. I'm not quite sure about the light and serenity part. Maybe it means the painting." They continued to collaborate on the rhyme until well past midnight. They didn't even bother going to dinner. Before they went their separate ways, Harry suddenly remembered Serena wanting to show him some sort of surprise.
"Hey, what were you wanting to show me before?"
Serena looked up at him. "I don't really think I can show you now. We're not as close as we used to be."
"But I thought that we were over that."
"Harry, I may have forgiven you but I haven't forgotten." She then left the room to go upstairs to her bed.
That night Harry dreamed of Serena. She was wearing a long, white flowing gown. She seemed to be trapped and unable to break free. She called out to him begging him to help her. Right before he managed to get to her, a crow flew in front of him. It slowly began transforming. As the figure came into view, Harry gasped.
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So, what do you think? I love getting feedback. Come on, take it easy on me. This is my first try at a HP fanfic and I would like to know if you like it or not. Anyway, the next chapter will be up soon. I'm currently working on another fanfic called "The One I Long For." It's really sweet, you should read it. *shows puppy dog eyes*
Ja ne
Serenity
Disclaimer: Same as always, I don't own SM or HP. *mutters about stupid lawyers*
On to the fic!
Music From Heaven
There, in front of Harry, was beautiful, young unicorn. It seemed very nervous at the sight of two humans. It began to prance and whinny, but its horn was caught in a thorn bush. The girl calmly strode up to the pony. Harry was really worried about her safety; a frightened unicorn can be very dangerous. However, she wasn't worried in the slightest. She began to stroke the unicorn's neck and back.
She began to sing an enchanting melody. Her voice was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. She sang like an angel. The unicorn was now perfectly calm. It was almost as if she cast a spell on it. Then, she did the unspeakable. She climbed onto the animal.
"Come on!" She beckoned, her smile as radiant as ever.
"You can't ride a unicorn!"
She looked down and then back up at Harry, "It looks to me like I can. Oh would you please come on!"
Harry looked reluctantly at the pony and then up at the treasure who was on it. It wasn't a hard decision. He hopped on behind this girl in a heartbeat. He wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to let an opportunity like this pass him by. What if when the rest of the students arrive, she ignores me? What if she blows me off for some other guy? I better get her before anyone else has a chance!
"Hold on tight!" she exclaimed. Harry barely had time to get his arms around her slim waist. They were racing through the forest. It was great!
"Where'd you learn to ride like this?" Harry asked, obviously impressed.
"Oh, this is nothing! Most people don't appreciate the real potential a unicorn has. They try too hard to tame them. Only a wild one is able to perform real magic."
"What kind of magic?" Harry was getting interested.
"Do you wanna see?" She looked back to see Harry nod. "Okay then, you asked for it!"
The girl suddenly began glowing. A golden halo encircled her. The unicorn slowly began to grow wings. They raised off the ground and steadily rose higher and higher off the ground.
"I never knew unicorn's could fly!" Harry shouted excitedly.
"Most people don't. They don't see these creatures for what they really are, only what can be made from them." She said with a hint of anger in her melodious voice. "I know this isn't quite as nice and smooth as a broom. I hope you're having fun."
"Are you kidding?! Of course I'm having fun." At this, she smiled even more brilliantly.
"I know I should've asked sooner but what's your name?" Harry asked a little embarrassed.
"Call me Serena."
Later that night, Harry could not sleep. He decided to get up and take a midnight stroll instead of tossing and turning. He left the castle and headed for the lake. A voice could be heard in the distance; it was Serena. She was singing and because he did not want to interrupt, he hid behind a bush.
The water in the lake started to swirl around in circles forming a whirlpool. It glistened silver in the moonlight and had purple streaks flowing through it. A water demon rose up from within the whirlpool.
Oh no! I have to save her! Harry rushed out to shield Serena from the menacing monster. "Get back!" he shouted.
Serena placed her delicate hand on Harry's shoulder and looked him deeply in the eyes. She then walked passed Harry and hovered herself over the water so that she was about a meter away from the demon. She smiled and sang once more. Oh, that voice. Then, the demon suddenly dived down into the lake. Harry waited for Serena to go back to the castle. However, the demon was seen once more. This time it had a rather large gem. It was turquoise in color. Once the demon gave Serena the gem, it bowed deeply and sank back into the water.
Harry eyed the girl suspiciously, "What was that all about?"
"I made a new friend," she replied cheerfully, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.
"Friend? A water demon? Are you serious?"
"Yes, why?" Harry shrugged at her reply and didn't press the matters any further.
"What's that?" Harry gestured to the gem.
"Nothing really, it's sort of a present," she smiled. Harry knew that she was trying to avoid actually answering his question, so once again he didn't press the conversation.
"Well, I'm getting rather tired so I think that I'll head off to bed now," she finally broke the silence.
"Okay, I'll walk you. That is, if you don't mind." Harry replied sheepishly. At this, she smiled ever so sweetly and linked arms with Harry.
Once they reached Gryffindor tower and walked to the 7th year girls' dorm, Harry stopped to say goodnight. Serena turned to face him. She gazed into his eyes and then gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Harry was glad it was dark, otherwise Serena would have seen a very red Harry.
"I had so much fun today," she said in her usual honey-like voice.
"Me too," Harry replied.
Then the moment was over. Serena backed into her room and shut her door. Harry then turned and leaned on the wall beside her door and sighed, "Will she ever be mine?"
It was the first day of school. The students had not yet arrived at the castle. Harry was busy looking for Serena. They had grown really close and were inseparable, except at this current moment. He couldn't find her anywhere. He finally gave up and went down to the Great Hall to see that the students were just coming in. Harry spotted Ron and Hermione and sat down with them at the Gryffindor table.
After the sorting, everyone awaited Dumbledore's speech. He just wasn't there to give it at the moment. Whispers arose all over the hall. Then the old man made his way down with a teenage girl.
"Hello everyone," Dumbledore began, "I would like you all to meet Serena. She will be attending our school for a tentative time. She is a fifth year and has already been sorted into Gryffindor. Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table. As she walked over to take the seat that Harry had saved for her, nearly every guy in the room seemed to be drooling (A/N and no, she is not part veela!).
"Hey Harry! Sorry I didn't wait for you but Dumbledore called me into his office to talk my schedule over with me."
Hermione now sounded interested, "I'm Hermione; what classes are you taking?"
"Potions, Charms, Transfiguration, Arithmancy... you know, the usual."
Ron cleared his throat loudly. "I'm sorry," Harry said taking the hint, "this is Ron."
"Nice to meet you," Serena smiled.
Ron blushed at her smile, "you too,"
"If you're just taking the usual then what did you have to talk to Dumbledore about?" Hermione asked curiously.
"I sort of have a special class. One that's not offered to most students."
You could see jealousy written all over Hermione's face. "What class is that?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to tell. Dumbledore only agreed to me taking this class after I promised I wouldn't say anything about my lessons."
"Oh,"
The next day, the Gryffindors had potions with the Slytherins. They were concocting a sleeping potion.
"Longbottom! You're potion is supposed to be thinner! Yours looks like paste!" Snape hollered scornfully.
"Nice job, Draco,"
"Miss Serena, you're cutting your guzzelwamp too large," he said without a trace of irritation in his voice.
She smiled and said, "I like it better this way," Everyone gasped. No one ever talked back to Snape.
Snape looked taken aback. He didn't yell and he wasn't rude. On the contrary, he was at a lost of words. It looked as if he were trying to avoid confrontation with her.
"Miss Serena"
'There it was again, "miss," and he called a Gryffindor by their first name!'
"I'm the potions master and I do believe I would know better than you," he said in the most polite tone he could muster.
"And I believe that this is MY potion that I am brewing, therefore I believe that MY methods should be used." Everyone was gaping at this girl who dared to question Snape. Ron and Harry looked as if Christmas had come early.
"Well, this is my class and I expect you to follow the rules. Ten points from Gryffindor!"
"I don't think so! Give me those points back!"
"And if I don't?"
"I'll turn you into a hamster!"
"No you won't, you spoiled little brat!"
"Me?! You're the one who's hair smells like rotten eggs! Once you decide to wash your hair then you can come back and talk to me about me being spoiled. Oh, sorry, you probably wouldn't know how! Your slimy hair doesn't look like it's ever seen shampoo!"
The people who didn't have open mouths before certainly did now!
"Go to Dumbledore now!"
"No need to," he looked rather amused, "I was just on my way to fetch her for her next lesson," Dumbledore smiled.
"Good riddens!" said a relieved potions master. "It's about time someone gets that mouthy know-it-all out of my sight!"
"Same here you greasy slug!" Serena yelled even though she could feel Snape sending her daggers. They didn't seem to effect her though.
"She needs a detention!" Snape howled.
"Shut up, baka!" Serena exclaimed in return.
Dumbledore chuckled, "Surely you don't mean that Severus. She was just having a bit of fun with you, isn't that right Serena?"
Serena was now back to her sweet and innocent self. "Of course," she smiled.
"Well, Miss Serena, it's time to go. Come on and give Severus a break. Please don't torture him too much this year."
"All right," she said looking a little disappointed, before she turned and waved to Snape, "see you next time!"
After she left, Snape let out a sigh of relief, "That girl is going to be the end of me!"
When Potions was over, Harry began looking for Serena. Apparently she hadn't got out of her "class" yet.
"I wonder what she's doing," stated Harry.
"Maybe she's just really behind in magic and she's embarrassed to tell us," Hermione shrugged.
"I don't think that's it," Harry replied, remembering the unicorn and the water demon.
"Or, maybe she's really advanced and needed more of a challenge," offered Ron.
Hermione cringed at the thought, "That can't be it, otherwise they would have gave me that option."
"Who knows, maybe she's even better than you," Ron said but suddenly became very interested in the floor after seeing Hermione's ferocious glare.
"Harry! There you are!" It was Serena, beautiful and lovely Serena. She came running up excitedly and then jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry caught her in his arms just in time. He held up her legs with one arm and supported her back with the other.
"Hey there," he said, still holding her. "What's with you?"
She then got down and beckoned him to a nearby corner, "I want to show you something."
"What is it?" He asked curiously.
"It's a surprise!" Their lips were only centimeters apart. Harry could feel her light breath on his face. For a moment he thought that she was going to kiss him.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?!" she hollered. Harry was a little disappointed that the kiss didn't happen.
"Harry!" It was Hermione. "Harry, we need to talk."
Harry felt himself come crashing back down to reality. "About what?"
"It's sort of private!"
Harry could hear the fury in her voice. He gazed back at Serena sadly, "Another time?"
"Well, okay," she looked highly disappointed, "maybe..." With that she turned and ran up the stairs. Harry didn't see the single tear that slowly made its way down her angelic cheek.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked quizzically.
"Your book, actually."
Harry just now remembered the book. He hadn't even looked at it since the first time he opened it. He couldn't believe he hadn't. He was just so caught up with Serena.
"Oh, yea!" He exclaimed. "I have the key!" They then raced up to the common room and Harry got his book.
Hermione, Ron, and Harry sat in an empty corner reading over the ancient book. Then they got to a page that made Harry very curious. (A/N I know this is in the first chapter but it is very important! Not too mention this is my story and I want it here:))
The light has been sealed
Serenity lay dormant
The dark has been vanquished
Bringing a new threat of torment
Gryffindor and Slytherin
Have long past away
Two new warriors
Must now be named
They shall finish the war
That continuously refuses to die
Between chivalry and betrayal
Concerning truth and lies
The outcome of the battle
Lies deep within the heart
Of the one that has been chosen
By the mystical work of art
On the night the werewolf howls
The one whom death was unable to conquer
Shall bestow the greatest gift one can receive
And in turn, will release the ultimate power
"I wonder what it means," Ron said in a hushed whisper.
"I don't know," replied Hermione. "What do you think Harry?"
Harry shrugged, "All I know is that someone wanted me to have this book, so I guess I should probably find out."
Little did they know that sitting perched at the window, watching and listening, was a very pleased looking crow.
Several weeks later, Harry and the others had still not made much progress with the rhyme. He spent most of his time in the library or the commons room looking for some clue as to what it could possibly mean. He really didn't make an effort to speak with anyone other than Ron and Hermione. If they hadn't of known about the book, he probably wouldn't even be talking to them as much. His obsession with this book was taking over his life. His friends were worried about him but new it was no use to try and get his mind off the book. Harry was too stubborn for that.
Harry was in Transfiguration and their task was to turn a rock into a butterfly. Harry was having a little bit of trouble. He was about to give up when he looked over at Serena. Several colorful butterflies flew around. He had hardly talked to her in weeks. He was such an idiot. Now that he thought about it, he rarely even seen her. Maybe she was angry at him and was avoiding him. Harry's stomach churned. He liked her so much and couldn't believe that he was being such a jerk to her.
He finally caught her eye, just for a second. What he saw made him want to rush to her side and take her into his arms. Instead he decided to just speak to her.
"Hey Serena"
"Oh, Hi Harry"
"How have you been?"
"Why do you care?"
Harry looked hurt. He didn't know she felt this way. "I'm really sorry, Serena."
"Whatever! Spare me, if you didn't like me you could've just said so. If you didn't want to be friends you should have just been honest!" She then burst into tears and ran out of the room with Harry close behind her.
He finally caught up to her and put his arms around her, her back was still to him.
"Serena, I do want to be your friend. You mean a lot to me. I've just had a lot on my mind."
"I don't need some lame excuse!"
"Please, listen to me! I'll show you what I've been working on."
"Working on?" She turned to face him and her tears stopped flowing.
"Come on"
"You've been trying to figure out that legend?" she asked in disbelief. Harry nodded and Serena began to laugh. "Why didn't you just ask me?"
"Do you know?"
"I don't exactly know what the legend means but I guess I no more about it than you. I at least know the story behind it."
"Well?!" Harry said impatiently.
"If you honestly think I'm going to tell you after the way you treated me you have another thing coming!" she looked at him sternly and Harry's heart dropped. She then smiled, "Maybe we can work something out. What will you give me?"
"What do you want?" Serena murmured something to herself that Harry couldn't make out.
"Let's see... I really don't know. For now I'll accept an IOU." She then proceeded to tell Harry the story of Godric and Salazar and the enchanted painting.
"Okay," began Serena, "the first stanza is about the defeat of Salazar. I'm not quite sure about the light and serenity part. Maybe it means the painting." They continued to collaborate on the rhyme until well past midnight. They didn't even bother going to dinner. Before they went their separate ways, Harry suddenly remembered Serena wanting to show him some sort of surprise.
"Hey, what were you wanting to show me before?"
Serena looked up at him. "I don't really think I can show you now. We're not as close as we used to be."
"But I thought that we were over that."
"Harry, I may have forgiven you but I haven't forgotten." She then left the room to go upstairs to her bed.
That night Harry dreamed of Serena. She was wearing a long, white flowing gown. She seemed to be trapped and unable to break free. She called out to him begging him to help her. Right before he managed to get to her, a crow flew in front of him. It slowly began transforming. As the figure came into view, Harry gasped.
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So, what do you think? I love getting feedback. Come on, take it easy on me. This is my first try at a HP fanfic and I would like to know if you like it or not. Anyway, the next chapter will be up soon. I'm currently working on another fanfic called "The One I Long For." It's really sweet, you should read it. *shows puppy dog eyes*
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