Harry Potter and the Souls of the Past
Chapter 1

A/N: The song belongs and is sung by Celine Dion... Harry belongs to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. Sorry I was just borrowing them again... The dancing girl is all mine though...



It was the 6th of July at 11:59 PM when he heard it. The most beautiful voice he had ever heard. Listening closely he could make out the words of the song.
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Laugh and cry, live and die
Life is a dream we are dreaming
Day by day I find my way
Look for the soul and the meaning
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Jumping out of bed he tried to find the source of this heavenly voice. Looking out the window Harry searched the backyard of the neighborhood to find a young girl dancing in the moonlight next door. The light from the moon reflected off of her hair making it look like pure silver flowed down her back to her ankles.
Soon the song continued to fill the air. He stood there glued to the spot by the window forgetting about his homework for a while.
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Then you look at me
And I always see
What I have been searching for
I'm lost as can be
Then you look at me
And I am not lost anymore
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Then more voices added to hers to make it sound like a chorus of angels was here on earth singing to all that wished to hear. Going with this thought strange shadowy figures appeared to be dancing with her in a circle.
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People run, sun to sun,
Caught in their lives ever flowing
Once begun, life goes till it's gone
We have to go where it's going

Then you look at me
And I always see
What I have been searching for
I'm lost as can be
Then you look at me
And I am not lost anymore

And you say you see
When you look at me
The reason you love life so
Though lost I have been
I find love again
And life just keeps on running
And life just keeps on running
You look at me and life comes from you.
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As she finished Harry couldn't wait to find out who this angel on earth was. But because it was a few minutes after midnight he would have to wait until he woke up later for he was too tired to do anything. Picking up his parchment, quill, inkwell, and his books off the bed and into the loose floorboards under his bed. Finally collapsing onto the bed out of an unknown exhaustion.

TBC...