Sweet Tears, Wishing You Were Here
By RicaSieg
Disclaimer: I own everything including you! Not, but I would like to.
I wasn't planning updating this, but thanks to all of the lovely reviews from you people, I decided that it wouldn't hurt to take some time off.
Chapter 9: Beginnings
Harry's dreams were still plagued by fire, only this time there was ice as well. Bright red-orange flames flickered around him, while ice pillars locked him in a cage. He shivered violently while clutching his arms to himself to avoid touching the bars of his cell. The flames moved towards him surrounding him so completely that he couldn't even twitch with out hitting a flame. Instead of giving off heat, the flames seemed to grow colder by each passing moment.
Blue shimmered on the tips of the flames. The way the colors blended together captivated him, and before he new it, he was reaching out to touch it. When he realize what he was doing, he tried to pull back, but couldn't. His hand continued to stretch for the flame.
When his hand came in contact with it, the flame, it jumped into his hand. I didn't burn him. In fact, it didn't feel like anything. Harry gazed into the flam glowing in his palm, losing himself completely in its flickering depth. He felt himself falling into the flame. Falling for what seemed like forever, until he hit something. He opened the eyes he hadn't realized he had closed and looked around.
What he saw brought tears to his eyes.
A girl around his age was curled up on the floor of a circular room. The room had no furniture. Nothing but stone surrounded the tiny figure who was sobbing into her hands. Her bright red hair fell around her like a protective cloak. The unusual dress she wore was torn and dirty.
Just watching her, tore at his heart, but it wasn't she raised her head that he truly felt the pain come off of her. Tears ran down her face in streams, running over a deep cut that ran across her cheek. Blood ran down her pale skin, mingling with tears, and falling off her chin. Her bottom lip also had a cut on it. It looked almost like she had bitten clear through the skin. A brush of dirt ran across her forehead were beads of sweat gathered.
Pain ran from her lost expression, but it was her eyes that hurt him the most. They were an unnatural white color. A black ring and the pupil were the only marks on them. They radiated so much pain and fear and longing that it was all Harry could do not to curl up in a ball and cry.
The little girl looked around the stone chamber. Her tears subsided as she spotted a window that had previously evaded Harry's sight. She stood on trembling legs and walked over to it. Gazing out, she gasped. Harry looked over her shoulder and saw that everything that surrounded the tower that they were in was burned.
The girl broke out into sobs again and curled up into a little ball.
Harry placed a shaking hand on her shoulder. He gasped as it went completely through her. He stared disbelievingly at it. He tried to speak, but no sound came out.
The girl in front of him gasped and he jerked his head up to see her. She had stopped crying again and was gazing in awe at a mirror. The mirror was in an ornate gold frame with the word "Futura" written in script along the bottom of the frame. Harry moved toward it, being pulled along by some unseen force. The girl had moved to it also. She gazed into its depths.
Instead of reflecting herself, it showed an ancient looking castle. It radiated power and calmness. The edifice sat on a bright green hill with a lake and large field surrounding it. While the castle appeared inviting, the forest around it stuck fear into his heart.
The girl looked in awe at it. A smile tugged at her lips, causing Harry to feel joy that he had never experienced before. Or, rather, never remembered experiencing. She lifted one pale hand to touch the image. A full fledged grin appeared on her dirty, tear stricken face.
A small meow sounded behind them. The girl whirled around and yelled, "Aurora!" before sweeping the small grey kitten into her arms. She brought the little creature over to the mirror and pointed to the castle before saying. "Look Aurora, Its Hogwarts!"
I do believe that that was a pretty good cliffy! Don't worry; this story is definitely not Marry Sue. You only see me little creation for a few more chapters before Harry forgets her completely.
I can't believe I have 41 reviews! You guys are great. I hope to have 50 before I update the next chapter. I need to get back to my work. (Only four more days of school and finals!) I also have to write my speech for JCL. If I have time, I'll update Tears of Longing. (I do seem to like to use 'Tears' in my titles a lot don't I?)
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RicaSieg
