Disclaimer- J. K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and co. I own all other
characters. Martina McBride owns "Concrete Angel" and I own the computer
this fan fiction was written on.
Concrete Angel
Chapter Two- Ghosts, Beating, and Friends . . . OH YEAH!
Harry sat locked in his room. Fudge had told him off for no good reason. If he wanted to leave the Dursley's he would just go.
He was worried about Crystal at the moment. She was too thin for her age. She was 5'6, but she didn't fight back. 'What kind of kid doesn't fight back?', thought Harry. A voice in the back of his head responded 'A scared and lonely girl'. He remembered all the times Harry and her had been talking and she would just zone out to her own little world. A world where she was loved.
Harry remembered Lily, Crystal's little sister. The one that was murdered. . . by their own mother. Harry closed his eyes and saw Lily there smiling at him from the window behind Crystal. Then, when their mother came she always cowered in the corner, but that got her beat even more.
Soon Harry was asleep, but he was having a vision. Crystal was sleeping on a couch. He ran up to her, but before he got to her, a pain erupted in his scar and he collapsed on the ground. Voldemort walked in and smiled at Crystal.
Voldemort clapped his hands and a giant screen appeared in front of him. About twenty Death Eaters entered the room and Voldemort placed his hand on Crystal's forehead. Memories appeared on the screen. Memories of beatings and the kids at school who teased her all the time. Then the memories got gruesome. Then the memories of that night appeared.
When the memories got to a police officer turning into Voldemort, Voldemort smiled and said, "Lets go back six years. Shall we?" No waiting for a response more visions appeared on the screen. A man, but not any man. This man had long black hair and dark eyes. This man was none other than Harry Potter's very own Potions Master Severus Snape.
Then more memories appeared. Back to the beatings, but this time not that long beatings. Then, apparently where Voldemort wanted it, Crystal was sitting at her window talking to Harry and laughing.
Suddenly the Crystal on the screen clapped her hands over her mouth, but it was to late. Her mother heard her laughing. She barged into the room with a knife.
Harry couldn't watch. He didn't want to relive that awful night. The night Crystal had the Dark Mark carved into her back by her mother.
The screen froze at Crystal feeling her bloody back. Voldemort took his hands off Crystal's forehead and turned Crystal onto her stomach. Then, Voldemort pulled up the back of Crystal's shirt to reveal a badly infected carved in Dark Mark. Harry's stomach churned.
Harry shot up awake. "What the hell?" he asked himself. "Watch your tongue." Whispered a voice from the shadows. "Who's there?" asked Harry. "It's me, Lily. Well not really me. Harry, what happened? One minute I was being beaten and the next I'm here." Said Lily very confused.
"Your mom killed you. You're a ghost." Said Harry surprised. "Crystal? Where's Crystal? Mommy didn't kill her did she?" asked Lily franticly. "No. No. Crystal had to go with two policemen, but I don't think they really were policemen. I think they were Lord Voldemort and a-" but Harry didn't finish. "No! Voldemort has my sister. What about my mom? He doesn't have her too . . . does he?" asked Lily.
"Wait how do you know about-" but again Lily answered. "Harry, I'm a witch and so is my sister. I inherited it from my dad. My mom is a Muggle. Her mother is dead. She was killed a long time ago. Harry I have to tell you a secret our daddy made us keep for . . . ever. Crystal's not really twelve. . . she's fourteen. Well going to be fifteen in ten minutes." Harry looked at the clock and gasped. It was July 30th 11:50. He would be fifteen in ten minutes too.
A/N- I know bad cliffhanger, so I'm going to skip right ahead to the Hogwart's Express.
Harry sat in a compartment by himself. Ron and Hermione had yet to get to King's Cross-Station and the train was about to leave.
Suddenly, the compartment door burst open and Ron, Hermione and . . . Crystal walked in! "Hi Harry!" said Crystal blushing a bit. "Harry, is this the girl you were talking about in your letters? How her mother beat-" but Ron didn't finish. Hermione was making a 'cut it out' motion with her hands. Crystal looked down at the floor and Harry said "Crystal, those men who took you, they weren't police officers were they?"
Crystal's head snapped up and she starred in Harry's eyes. "What are you talking about?" asked Ron, very confused. "Her mother beat her little sister Lily to death and two police men came. They took Crystal, but that night I had a vision. It was Voldemort"- Ron flinched and Harry continued " He took you and did something to you. What. Did. He. Do. To. You?" asked Harry slowly.
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about. They were just regular Muggles." Demanded Crystal turning around, but Harry grabbed the sleeve of her robes. The force of the two ripped the sleeve all the way to the shoulder. Bruises were exposed all over Crystal's arm. And these bruises were fresh. Blood slowly oozed out of a gash on her shoulder.
"Voldemort- " Ron flinched again" did this to you right?" asked Harry. "No! He never hurt me. It wasn't him. It was the Death Eaters. He. . . he. . . he protected me from them! He punished them, but before they left one promised the next 'meeting' would be more p- p- p- painful."
The three gasped and Crystal ran from the compartment. "Harry, what just happened?" asked a scared girl's voice from the corner of the compartment. Ron screamed as the ghost of Lily swarmed over to them. "She's still being beaten. It's not fair. She's always getting beaten." Said Harry slowly shaking his head.
Concrete Angel
Chapter Two- Ghosts, Beating, and Friends . . . OH YEAH!
Harry sat locked in his room. Fudge had told him off for no good reason. If he wanted to leave the Dursley's he would just go.
He was worried about Crystal at the moment. She was too thin for her age. She was 5'6, but she didn't fight back. 'What kind of kid doesn't fight back?', thought Harry. A voice in the back of his head responded 'A scared and lonely girl'. He remembered all the times Harry and her had been talking and she would just zone out to her own little world. A world where she was loved.
Harry remembered Lily, Crystal's little sister. The one that was murdered. . . by their own mother. Harry closed his eyes and saw Lily there smiling at him from the window behind Crystal. Then, when their mother came she always cowered in the corner, but that got her beat even more.
Soon Harry was asleep, but he was having a vision. Crystal was sleeping on a couch. He ran up to her, but before he got to her, a pain erupted in his scar and he collapsed on the ground. Voldemort walked in and smiled at Crystal.
Voldemort clapped his hands and a giant screen appeared in front of him. About twenty Death Eaters entered the room and Voldemort placed his hand on Crystal's forehead. Memories appeared on the screen. Memories of beatings and the kids at school who teased her all the time. Then the memories got gruesome. Then the memories of that night appeared.
When the memories got to a police officer turning into Voldemort, Voldemort smiled and said, "Lets go back six years. Shall we?" No waiting for a response more visions appeared on the screen. A man, but not any man. This man had long black hair and dark eyes. This man was none other than Harry Potter's very own Potions Master Severus Snape.
Then more memories appeared. Back to the beatings, but this time not that long beatings. Then, apparently where Voldemort wanted it, Crystal was sitting at her window talking to Harry and laughing.
Suddenly the Crystal on the screen clapped her hands over her mouth, but it was to late. Her mother heard her laughing. She barged into the room with a knife.
Harry couldn't watch. He didn't want to relive that awful night. The night Crystal had the Dark Mark carved into her back by her mother.
The screen froze at Crystal feeling her bloody back. Voldemort took his hands off Crystal's forehead and turned Crystal onto her stomach. Then, Voldemort pulled up the back of Crystal's shirt to reveal a badly infected carved in Dark Mark. Harry's stomach churned.
Harry shot up awake. "What the hell?" he asked himself. "Watch your tongue." Whispered a voice from the shadows. "Who's there?" asked Harry. "It's me, Lily. Well not really me. Harry, what happened? One minute I was being beaten and the next I'm here." Said Lily very confused.
"Your mom killed you. You're a ghost." Said Harry surprised. "Crystal? Where's Crystal? Mommy didn't kill her did she?" asked Lily franticly. "No. No. Crystal had to go with two policemen, but I don't think they really were policemen. I think they were Lord Voldemort and a-" but Harry didn't finish. "No! Voldemort has my sister. What about my mom? He doesn't have her too . . . does he?" asked Lily.
"Wait how do you know about-" but again Lily answered. "Harry, I'm a witch and so is my sister. I inherited it from my dad. My mom is a Muggle. Her mother is dead. She was killed a long time ago. Harry I have to tell you a secret our daddy made us keep for . . . ever. Crystal's not really twelve. . . she's fourteen. Well going to be fifteen in ten minutes." Harry looked at the clock and gasped. It was July 30th 11:50. He would be fifteen in ten minutes too.
A/N- I know bad cliffhanger, so I'm going to skip right ahead to the Hogwart's Express.
Harry sat in a compartment by himself. Ron and Hermione had yet to get to King's Cross-Station and the train was about to leave.
Suddenly, the compartment door burst open and Ron, Hermione and . . . Crystal walked in! "Hi Harry!" said Crystal blushing a bit. "Harry, is this the girl you were talking about in your letters? How her mother beat-" but Ron didn't finish. Hermione was making a 'cut it out' motion with her hands. Crystal looked down at the floor and Harry said "Crystal, those men who took you, they weren't police officers were they?"
Crystal's head snapped up and she starred in Harry's eyes. "What are you talking about?" asked Ron, very confused. "Her mother beat her little sister Lily to death and two police men came. They took Crystal, but that night I had a vision. It was Voldemort"- Ron flinched and Harry continued " He took you and did something to you. What. Did. He. Do. To. You?" asked Harry slowly.
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about. They were just regular Muggles." Demanded Crystal turning around, but Harry grabbed the sleeve of her robes. The force of the two ripped the sleeve all the way to the shoulder. Bruises were exposed all over Crystal's arm. And these bruises were fresh. Blood slowly oozed out of a gash on her shoulder.
"Voldemort- " Ron flinched again" did this to you right?" asked Harry. "No! He never hurt me. It wasn't him. It was the Death Eaters. He. . . he. . . he protected me from them! He punished them, but before they left one promised the next 'meeting' would be more p- p- p- painful."
The three gasped and Crystal ran from the compartment. "Harry, what just happened?" asked a scared girl's voice from the corner of the compartment. Ron screamed as the ghost of Lily swarmed over to them. "She's still being beaten. It's not fair. She's always getting beaten." Said Harry slowly shaking his head.