Chapter 2

Daeron smiled as Harry groaned and put his hand to his head. He tilted his head up a little and opened his eyes. Somehow he had managed to keep his glasses on throughout it all.

" Where am I?" he moaned. He looked up at her " Have I died?" Daeron smiled faintly.

" No, you are alive and doing well. Do you remember anything?" Harry looked confused for a moment. He propped himself up on both his elbows and looked to the ocean.

" Yea, I didn't. But now I remember everything, Daeron." He sighed and laid back down putting a hand to his head again. " My head hurts."

" I am going to leave you now, for a sort while. There is a place you can hide under that pier. I must ask, no matter who you see that you not come out." Harry looked over to the pier and looked back at her.

" Where will you go?" She smiled faintly.

" To see you friends Ron and Hermione."

" You will tell them I'm okay?" Harry asked.

" I'm sorry, but no. I can't."

" Why?"

" It is complicated, really. My race of people is generally thought to be myth, and our true names forgotten by most. But in the legends I am called a hope-bringer. It is my job to bring hope and a peace to those who need it. That is partially why I saved you, Harry. I will go visit your friends Ron and Hermoine. Albus Dumbledore will have already told them of your death. It is my job to give them some form of comfort, though under honor of who I am, cannot tell them straight out that you live."

" Take me with you," Harry said more statement then a question.

" I wish I could, it would only put them in danger though." Harry would have protested, but knew there was some sense in this. " I also will be going into more public places where you could possibly be seen, and get you some food and dry clothes. I shouldn't be gone more then five hours." She paused and looked down. " If I am not back by then," she paused again, " Don't let anyone see you, not even Muggles. If you must reside amongst them, and don't stay in one place too long."

" Why wouldn't you be back?" Harry asked slowly. The look in her eyes answered it for her. " You will be back." Harry said confidently.

A smile fluttered over her lips. She stood up and offered him a hand. He took it gratefully and stood also. A numb pain stung his entire body. He moaned a little. Daeron put an arm around his back and helped support him as he trudged his aching body the 40 feet to the pier.

She helped him lay down, well hidden behind some pillars to the boardwalk above. Harry reached for some seaweed to help cover himself up,

" Daeron, could you help me-" he turned.

She was gone.

~*~

Ron and Hermione sat by the shore to the pond, still, even though it was hours later. From the shore, they saw Dumbledore telling them. They thought they heard Ginny run to her room. Fred and George remembered the Gallions that Harry had given them, not three months before, knowing that he was a good friend to even them.

For Ron though, it seemed too unreal. Somewhere in his heart he didn't believe it. He tried to pass it off as shock, his mind wanted to except that Harry was gone forever. But his heart somehow wouldn't allow it, despite the amount of pain it was going through. He glanced to the woods behind him and saw the most heavenly beautiful creature he had ever seen.

It was a woman who looked barely over sixteen or seventeen, with piercing blue eyes and wavy dark hair to her waist. She seemed to almost glow, as if illuminated with a powerful white light. His jaw dropped slightly as he looked upon her. She was clothed in a long, flowing white dress and she seemed to float over the grass.

Hermione turned and saw her also. When she gracefully walked over to them, they both fumbled to their feet. They both felt awkward standing before a figure who seemed pure and white as newly fallen snow.

" Who are you?" Ron whispered. She smiled faintly.

" Are you the angel who took Harry to heaven?" a small voice came from behind them. Ron glanced to the side knowing Ginny's voice.

" I know I can give no more comfort then you have found, Hermione, Ron." She said looking to both of them. " Rest assured that you will see Harry again," she told them.

" Even if it's not in this world?" Ron said ruefully. She didn't answer him right away.

" If that is the way it is," Ron's lip quivered and he looked down to hide his tears.

" Not all tears are in vain," Ron looked up at Hermione, and admired her. She looked at the women with out turning aside, though her face was writhed in grief. The woman turned away,

" Will we ever see you again?" Hermione called. She stopped and turned her head to them slowly.

" Yes, dark times are coming and Harry made me promise to look after you. It's what he wanted, I cannot refuse the request of a hero. If ever you are in need, or when you are feeling true sorrow, I will not be far away. And I will come to your aid."

" You saw him before he died?" Ron called after her when she turned again. She smiled faintly.

" I did," She disappeared in the shadows. Ron made a motion to go after her, but Hermione placed a hand on his arm. He stopped short watching where she had vanished.

~*~

Daeron carefully came up to the place she had left Harry. She looked around and saw him hiding in a different spot then she left him. She walked over and tapped him on the shoulder; he was asleep.

" Hm?" He stirred and looked up at her.

" Here, I've brought you some food." She held out a piece of fruit, a sandwich, and a small cake, along with a bottle of water.

" No thank you," Harry mumbled, looking a little green. " I'm not feeling so good." Daeron smiled. She put the items back in a small bag that she was carrying with her.

" A little too much sea water for you?" she chuckled.

" I threw up," he muttered darkly. He wasn't too please that she was laughing. The way he said it caused her smile to broaden. She quickly bit her lip at his dark look.

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The next month passed slowly for them all. Daeron kept Harry on his toes constantly. Sometimes she would leave him in a Muggle hotel for a day, then would come back anywhere from an hour to a day later.

On this particular time, Harry was beginning to get worried. She had been gone for almost two days. He hated being so dependant on her, but it was the only way- he couldn't be seen.

Harry started to pace listening for the jingle of the door knob. Finally being nervous and board at the same time he walked over to the second story window and peered out. They had moved around a lot, and were back to a hotel that over looked a place not far from where he washed up.

The curtains were always drawn shut, but with a strange curiousity he pulled the side of one back slightly. There was a gathering of people dressed in black at the shore. He squinted his eyes and saw many people, including Ron and Hermione in the front. Hagrid was there, visibly bawling his eyes out.

" It's your funeral," a voice whispered behind him. He turned to Daeron. She stood behind him with a sack of things in her hand. He glanced and recognized his school material.

" I'm going to school?" he asked hopefully.

" It is a proven fact, Harry, that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world. Especially because, no one, not even the teachers know you are going to show-up. It will be quite the shock when you show up to the Sorting feast." Harry looked back to the funeral. Hermione turned and wept into Ron's arms. Harry looked at them with alarmed confusion.

"Wha-?"

" It seems that deep loss leaves room for deep love. They have found it in each other." Daeron said with a smile. He scanned across the other attendants of his funeral. The entire Weasly family was there, including Bill and Charlie. Dumbledore, and McGonagall were there too. He couldn't believe it but he saw Lupin there along with a black shaggy dog at his heels. The dogs head was bowed low and it's tail between it's legs.

" Sirius," Harry muttered painfully. He had almost forgotten that Sirius was close by and just as loving as anyone, if not more.

" Sirius Black is that dog?" Daeron said quietly. Harry nodded,

" But he's not-"

" I know very well that he did not murder your parents or anyone for that matter, Harry. I do also know that he loved them very much, you as well." She said sadly. She looked down thinking deeply about something. Harry couldn't figure out what she could possibly be thinking of. " I'll be right back," she said.

Harry turned with tears in his eyes to the crack in the window shade. He had no idea it would hurt so bad to see his friends mourn that badly.

He saw the Black dog suddenly gallop away. Ron turned his head slightly and watch him leave. Not knowing why, his gaze suddenly averted upward to where Harry stood. Harry stepped back, not wanting Ron to see him.

The door knob rattled. Harry, being told that a rattle meant hid, dove into the closet quickly. The down opened and closed.

" What are you doing here, Daeron?" Harry heard a familiar gruff voice. Harry peeked through the crack in the door and saw her and Sirius standing there. "I thought you weren't coming back, you had to stay with Matthias."

Daeron smiled faintly. " Even after we learned of his death, I thought you were gone for good. Or went down with Harry…" Sirius' voice cracked and broke off. Daeron looked directly at Harry and nodded her head. Harry stood up and creaked the door open.

Sirius turned on his heel. He looked at Harry with wide, tearful eyes. Then he strode forward and hugged him.

" I couldn't leave James' son to die, nor could Matthias. We owed it to him," Daeron said faintly. Harry hugged Sirius back tightly. It was good to hear a familiar voice and see a familiar face.

" I thought I lost you," Sirius told Harry hoarsely. Sirius sat down next to Harry on a couch. They sat in silence for a while as Daeron sat by and watched.

" Why didn't you let him under the protection of Dumbledore?" Sirius asked Daeron after a few moments.

" Do you think that is really safe? Is anything safe? As long as everyone thinks that Harry is dead, the safer he is."

" People will get suspicious when no body turns up," Sirius told her.

" A complete search for a body in those depths would take over a few months. By then Harry will be safe back in Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's protection. Safe and Sound with Ron and Hermoine." Daeron said curtly. Harry was getting mildly annoyed as they discussed his future without his consent.

" He's going back?"

" I'm going back?!" Harry said excitedly. Daeron nodded.

" I guess that's best," Sirius seemed to be thinking on it. He sat silent for a while. "Nevermind that horrible things then, on to pleasantries. I haven't seen you in years Daeron, where have you been? Why did you come back?"

" Why did I? I'm surprised I did,"

" After what you did between, James and Snape…" Sirius said strangely casting her a slightly dark look.

" I would rather not discuss those matters-"

" What did you see in him anyway?"

" Not now Sirius," Daeron said firmly, casting a sad look to Harry.

" Did? What's going on?" Harry asked confused. He assumed that they were talking about his father and Snape, but how could they she was eighteen at most, wasn't she?

" Never mind Harry." Daeron said firmly.