Sweet Tears, Wishing You Were Here
By RicaSieg
(A/N)Well fair readers, here is chapter three. After hours of begging, *cough Kendra cough* I have decided to put it out early. I am only doing this once so review. Thank you all my wonderful reviewers.
Disclaimer: The characters are not mind; I just torture them into doing my evil bidding.
Dedication: This is dedicated to Kendra and Juliana Black, two of my faithful reviewers.
Chapter 3: It's lonely Here Tonight
I'll watch you.
Forever and for always
I'll always be true.
I'll comfort you.
When Lilly and James got back to their cloud, Lilly was exhausted. The spell she had used had taken away most of her energy.
"Hello Lilly, James."
"Hello Samantha," said James.
Lilly just stared. Samantha was the messenger spirit. She told the other spirits when someone close to them had died. Most people dreaded her.
"Harry couldn't be dead! My protection should hold on for a while. What could have happened? Surely Sirius or Remus couldn't have died!" These thoughts ran through Lilly's head as Samantha and James exchanged pleasantries.
"I assure you, Lilly, no one has died. Your protection still lives on."
"How did you know that's what I was thinking?" Lilly exclaimed.
"I can read minds, remember," said Samantha. "I have come here to offer you a job."
"What kind of job?" asked James.
(a/n Should I stop you there? Hmmm. This is tough. Naaaaa. I'll do something just as evil though. Mwahhaaaabwaaahahah*cough cough* Okay so the evil laugh needs some work. )
The sun was rising on Privet Drive. Harry was already up. He was thinking about the wonderful dream he had had while sleeping in the rain. He wished that he could have heard what the people were saying, though.
Bang Bang Bang
"Get up boy!"
Harry slowly climbed up from the mattress that was on the floor. He climbed out of the darkness and went to go get the mail.
"You will wash the floor that you got all wet and muddy yesterday," hissed his aunt.
"Go bring me the bacon on the counter, Harry. Hurry it up!" Uncle Vernon hissed over his newspaper.
Harry juggled the mail, he hadn't put it down yet, and the bacon. He slowly set it on the table.
"Hurry up boy! Do something about that hair. Petunia, take him to the barber after lunch. I don't want the neighbors to think we keep invalids in our home!"
Harry groaned slightly. He hated getting his hair cut. He had more hair cuts in one month than Dudley had had all year!
"Shut your face boy! You should be glad we put up with you. You should have gone to an orphanage, but we kept you! We put the cloths on your back and feed you. Now eat the breakfast that Aunt Petunia slaved to make for you, and then get to work!" Uncle Vernon yelled at him.
Harry ate his pitiful breakfast of burnt toast and water and then set to work on the floor. Dudley threw his crayons on the floor while Harry was cleaning it, and Aunt Petunia made him clean them up. Dudley pushed and kicked Harry the whole time he was cleaning.
After his half a bowl of spagettios for lunch, Harry got in the car to go to the barber.
When he got home, his uncle yelled at him for not getting his hair cut properly.
"But Uncle Vernon, I don't know how my hair got back to looking like this!" Harry cried.
"You will not talk back to me!" growled his uncle as he threw Harry into the cupboard. "I don't want to see you again until your hair is fixed!" With that said, Harry was left alone in darkness.
Harry listened to the horrible sounds of emptiness. He slowly drifted off to sleep.
Tears are falling
In my self.
I cannot show
I must hold...
I'll watch you.
Forever and for always
I'll always be true.
I'll comfort you.
Heheheheheh. The evilness of me. The next part will not be posted until I have 10 new INDIVIDUAL reviews. I did find that quite amusing miss Juliana Black. Part four will not be posted until Wednesday due to homework and school. I hope you all liked it. Review Review Review Review Review Review Review (do you get the feeling I'm trying to tell you something?) Review Review Review Review!
Vale!
RicaSieg
(P.S. Thank you too, Katy aka Katty and Kay)
By RicaSieg
(A/N)Well fair readers, here is chapter three. After hours of begging, *cough Kendra cough* I have decided to put it out early. I am only doing this once so review. Thank you all my wonderful reviewers.
Disclaimer: The characters are not mind; I just torture them into doing my evil bidding.
Dedication: This is dedicated to Kendra and Juliana Black, two of my faithful reviewers.
Chapter 3: It's lonely Here Tonight
I'll watch you.
Forever and for always
I'll always be true.
I'll comfort you.
When Lilly and James got back to their cloud, Lilly was exhausted. The spell she had used had taken away most of her energy.
"Hello Lilly, James."
"Hello Samantha," said James.
Lilly just stared. Samantha was the messenger spirit. She told the other spirits when someone close to them had died. Most people dreaded her.
"Harry couldn't be dead! My protection should hold on for a while. What could have happened? Surely Sirius or Remus couldn't have died!" These thoughts ran through Lilly's head as Samantha and James exchanged pleasantries.
"I assure you, Lilly, no one has died. Your protection still lives on."
"How did you know that's what I was thinking?" Lilly exclaimed.
"I can read minds, remember," said Samantha. "I have come here to offer you a job."
"What kind of job?" asked James.
(a/n Should I stop you there? Hmmm. This is tough. Naaaaa. I'll do something just as evil though. Mwahhaaaabwaaahahah*cough cough* Okay so the evil laugh needs some work. )
The sun was rising on Privet Drive. Harry was already up. He was thinking about the wonderful dream he had had while sleeping in the rain. He wished that he could have heard what the people were saying, though.
Bang Bang Bang
"Get up boy!"
Harry slowly climbed up from the mattress that was on the floor. He climbed out of the darkness and went to go get the mail.
"You will wash the floor that you got all wet and muddy yesterday," hissed his aunt.
"Go bring me the bacon on the counter, Harry. Hurry it up!" Uncle Vernon hissed over his newspaper.
Harry juggled the mail, he hadn't put it down yet, and the bacon. He slowly set it on the table.
"Hurry up boy! Do something about that hair. Petunia, take him to the barber after lunch. I don't want the neighbors to think we keep invalids in our home!"
Harry groaned slightly. He hated getting his hair cut. He had more hair cuts in one month than Dudley had had all year!
"Shut your face boy! You should be glad we put up with you. You should have gone to an orphanage, but we kept you! We put the cloths on your back and feed you. Now eat the breakfast that Aunt Petunia slaved to make for you, and then get to work!" Uncle Vernon yelled at him.
Harry ate his pitiful breakfast of burnt toast and water and then set to work on the floor. Dudley threw his crayons on the floor while Harry was cleaning it, and Aunt Petunia made him clean them up. Dudley pushed and kicked Harry the whole time he was cleaning.
After his half a bowl of spagettios for lunch, Harry got in the car to go to the barber.
When he got home, his uncle yelled at him for not getting his hair cut properly.
"But Uncle Vernon, I don't know how my hair got back to looking like this!" Harry cried.
"You will not talk back to me!" growled his uncle as he threw Harry into the cupboard. "I don't want to see you again until your hair is fixed!" With that said, Harry was left alone in darkness.
Harry listened to the horrible sounds of emptiness. He slowly drifted off to sleep.
Tears are falling
In my self.
I cannot show
I must hold...
I'll watch you.
Forever and for always
I'll always be true.
I'll comfort you.
Heheheheheh. The evilness of me. The next part will not be posted until I have 10 new INDIVIDUAL reviews. I did find that quite amusing miss Juliana Black. Part four will not be posted until Wednesday due to homework and school. I hope you all liked it. Review Review Review Review Review Review Review (do you get the feeling I'm trying to tell you something?) Review Review Review Review!
Vale!
RicaSieg
(P.S. Thank you too, Katy aka Katty and Kay)
