Ron sat outside, his things were pack in his room, he had all of his
things ready for school next week, and he still hadn't talk to Hermione
yet, which he was about ready to kick himself for. He sighed to himself,
sitting in the afternoon twilight as the was nearly sun set. He was about
to stand up and leave when he heard someone behind him.
"Ron?" He looked back over his shoulder, Hermione stood there, looking timid, and possible blushing, but Ron couldn't tell because to the poor light, "C-can I join you?" Ron smiled, and answered,
"Sure, go ahead, take a seat!" Ron watched Hermione as she slowly walked toward him. She sat down about a foot away from him, seeming uneasy and uncomfortable. They sat in silence, watching the sun set.
"It's beautiful, huh?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah," Ron said, then blurted out, without realizing what he was saying until after it was said, "But not as beautiful as you." Hermione gasped as she looked at Ron, she could tell he was blushing. Hermione was speechless, she wasn't sure what to say.
"Wh-what did you say?" Hermione finally stuttered.
"I-I'm not sure....." Ron said, looking away, staring at the ground. Hermione laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her and stared at her in away, she seemed to be glowing in the twilight, which made him even more nervous. Hermione removed her hand from Ron's shoulder. She came closer to him and leaned her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief, then smiled, pulling her closer, leaning his head on her's.
"I love you." Hermione muttered dreamily. Ron gasped, and lifted his head, Hermione doing the same. Their eyes locked as the sun disappeared completely over the horizon, leaving a tint of pink and orange where the sun had disappeared. Ron faced Hermione and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. Hermione closed her eyes, knowing she had delayed the inevitable long enough. Ron closed his eyes, just before his lips pressed against Hermione's, kissing her. Her felt Hermione smile against his lips, making him smile, just the though of her happy was enough to make him happy.
Harry watched Ron and Hermione from the distance, hiding in the trees. He smiled, ~ Finally, it took long enough! ~ Harry though, then he frowned, sighing. Now that Ron and Hermione were near going out, he would be spending more time with Hermione. It wasn't that he wasn't happy to see them finally together, it was just the fact that how he would be lonely, maybe not like before when he live with the Dursleys, but he made him wonder if he would ever find that special someone, out there. Suddenly, Harry was through out of his train of thought by a jolt of energy, as is if he had thunder strike him all of a suddenly then, it just stopped dead, as if nothing happened. He turned around and suddenly began to run.
~Harry......please....help me.........~
It was her voice, she was calling him, calling for his help. As he ran faster, he tripped on tree root, falling on his stomach. He jumped up, and began running again, suddenly, everything stopped, and so did Harry when he saw what was up ahead, a figure was limping toward him from a far. He looked closely, and gasped, then began running, it was her, the girl, she was there, limping toward him, her hand on her limp arm beside her.
"Help me, please.............Harry Potter, please" her voice echoed. Harry reached her, and she collapsed into his arms, unconscious. Harry laid her on the ground, she was barely breathing. He put an ear to her chest, listening for her heart, it was beating, but weakly. Harry looked at her face, if showed that she was in pain and scared, blood smeared on it.
"Potter.....Potter.....Run boy, the girl is mine." A voice hissed behind Harry, he looked over his shoulder, and there, stood a cloaked figure. Harry jumped up and took out his wand, standing over the girl, protecting her. "Leave her be, she is mine.....she is mine.....MINE!" The cloaked figure charged at him as if he was floating, his own wand in his hand. Harry pointed his wand at the figure and yelled,
"Expemplliarus!" Their wand shot out of their hand, but they still charged at him and the girl. Then, Harry yelled a curse he never thought he'd say,
"Cuccio!" The figure stopped in thin air, trembled, then he slowly started to approach Harry again.
"She is mine, stay away from her.....boy........." The figure said, then they started to speed up again, and reached out for Harry, he dove to the ground, over the girl, protecting her. Then, the figure went through them and went up, disappearing. Harry sat up, and looked down at the girl, lifting up her head, looking at her sadly. She moaned softly, and barely opened her eyes.
"Thank you....." The girl said, she started to shiver. She clung to Harry, shivering, she looked up at Harry, smiled and then passed out. Harry shook her lightly, but she was out cold. Then, she began to slowly fade, her voice echoing, "Please....Harry Potter....help me........" Then, she was gone.
"Harry!" Harry opened his eyes, he was on the ground, where he had tripped. He got up on his knees, and held his head in his hands. Ron and Hermione ran up from behind Harry and knelt next to him.
"Harry, are you all right, what happened?" Hermione said. Harry looked at Hermione and shook his head.
"I'm not sure, I was running, and then I tripped, and I could have sworn I had gotten up......" Harry said, his vision still fresh in his mind.
"How could you have gotten up until now?" Ron asked, "We were heading back to the burrow and found you here unconscious." Harry put a hand to his head, closing his eyes.
"She was here..." He whispered.
"Who was here?" Hermione asked.
"That girl, the one I keep having nightmares about." Harry opened his eyes to his friends looking at him, the worry clear on their faces.
"Harry, why didn't you say anything before?" Ron asked, "Like at the Leaky Cauldron?"
"I was going to, but I waited." Harry said as he stood up, and as he did, he felt everything drain out of him, and he collapsed, Ron catching him, breaking his fall.
"Come on mate, let's get you back to the Burrow." Ron said.
"Which one of you is Harry Potter?" The three of them looked up to find a girl with curly strawberry blond hair and blue eyes.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked kind of defensively. The girl smiled and looked at Harry, obviously seeing his scar.
"I'd just like to talk to my cousin." She said.
"What?" Harry said, "I have no family left."
"Yes you do," The girl said, "Me, and the Dursleys, which is unfortunately true."
"Who are you?" Harry said, pulling away from Ron and Hermione.
"Potter," The girl said, "Kyra Potter, I'm your father's niece, making me, your cousin."
"Do you have any family?" Harry asked.
"No," Kyra said, pointing to Harry, "Just you." Harry looked at her suspiciously.
"How did you find me?"
"Ummm, maybe the fact that you're the famous Harry Potter, who's parents were Lily and _James_ Potter. And James Potter was my mother's brother." Kyra said, as if it were fact, which Harry knew most of it was, minus Kyra's mother.
"Why didn't you do anything about it before-I mean-" Harry hesitated, "Where have you been all this time."
"In America, in a secret city, where I've been hiding out, until the time was right." Kyra said, "And when I heard that Voldemort has returned, you'd need someone to back you up."
"What do you mean?"
"You need your family, Harry." Kyra said, putting a hand on Harry's shoulder, which, some how, assured Harry he could trust her, and what she was saying. Harry grinned, and replied,
"Well, I can't wait for Uncle Vernon's reaction to this." Ron snorted, holding back a laugh, know how mean Harry's uncle was, and how much he and his family hated them, and now, if he found out there were TWO Potters, he wouldn't be too happy.
"I've heard of that old lump of an uncle, with family like him, how needs enemies?" Kyra said, removing her hand from Harry's shoulder.
"So, Kyra, is it?" Harry said.
"Please, call me Ky." Kyra said.
"Okay Ky," Harry said, "What are you doing here?"
"Umm, can I talk to Harry, in private?" Kyra asked Ron and Hermione.
"Umm, okay." Ron said, then he took Hermione's hand, and they left. Harry smiled as he watched them, being brought back to his senses when he heard,
"Harry." Harry turned to Kyra, seeing a serious look on her face. "You've heard her too, haven't you?" Harry looked at her oddly, knowing what she was talking about.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, taking a step back.
"The girl, in the tower." Kyra said, coming closer to Harry, "You have to help her, she won't be able to hold out much longer! You know what I'm talking about! She needs your help! You're the only one who can save her!"
"Why can't you? I don't even know where she is, I don't even know WHO she is!" Harry exclaimed.
"You'll know that soon enough, but right now, you best get back to your friends, you have an unexpected visitor." Kyra said, "Seya cuz!" Then Kyra winked, and then closed her eyes, and disappeared with a pop. Harry stared at the spot were Kyra once stood. "Did she just apparate?" Harry thought out loud, Then there was a series of screams, followed by Ron and Hermione shouting.
"Mom! It's okay!"
"Mrs. Weasley calm down! He's not going to hurt anybody!"
"I'm not going to let that, that MURDERER anywhere near Harry!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. "ARTHUR!"
"Molly! Calm down!" Mr. Weasley's voice was heard.
"Sirus!" Harry yelled, running back toward the burrow as fast as possible.
AN: Sorry for not posting for so long, I've been buried in essays and school projects, plus the fact that we've had a family crisis for the past months, so I'll be back with another chapter as soon as I possibly can, hopefully, I'll have it up within a month this time, I think I posted the last chapter in late September ^_^;;; We'll until next time!
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"Ron?" He looked back over his shoulder, Hermione stood there, looking timid, and possible blushing, but Ron couldn't tell because to the poor light, "C-can I join you?" Ron smiled, and answered,
"Sure, go ahead, take a seat!" Ron watched Hermione as she slowly walked toward him. She sat down about a foot away from him, seeming uneasy and uncomfortable. They sat in silence, watching the sun set.
"It's beautiful, huh?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah," Ron said, then blurted out, without realizing what he was saying until after it was said, "But not as beautiful as you." Hermione gasped as she looked at Ron, she could tell he was blushing. Hermione was speechless, she wasn't sure what to say.
"Wh-what did you say?" Hermione finally stuttered.
"I-I'm not sure....." Ron said, looking away, staring at the ground. Hermione laid a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her and stared at her in away, she seemed to be glowing in the twilight, which made him even more nervous. Hermione removed her hand from Ron's shoulder. She came closer to him and leaned her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. Ron looked at Hermione in disbelief, then smiled, pulling her closer, leaning his head on her's.
"I love you." Hermione muttered dreamily. Ron gasped, and lifted his head, Hermione doing the same. Their eyes locked as the sun disappeared completely over the horizon, leaving a tint of pink and orange where the sun had disappeared. Ron faced Hermione and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. Hermione closed her eyes, knowing she had delayed the inevitable long enough. Ron closed his eyes, just before his lips pressed against Hermione's, kissing her. Her felt Hermione smile against his lips, making him smile, just the though of her happy was enough to make him happy.
Harry watched Ron and Hermione from the distance, hiding in the trees. He smiled, ~ Finally, it took long enough! ~ Harry though, then he frowned, sighing. Now that Ron and Hermione were near going out, he would be spending more time with Hermione. It wasn't that he wasn't happy to see them finally together, it was just the fact that how he would be lonely, maybe not like before when he live with the Dursleys, but he made him wonder if he would ever find that special someone, out there. Suddenly, Harry was through out of his train of thought by a jolt of energy, as is if he had thunder strike him all of a suddenly then, it just stopped dead, as if nothing happened. He turned around and suddenly began to run.
~Harry......please....help me.........~
It was her voice, she was calling him, calling for his help. As he ran faster, he tripped on tree root, falling on his stomach. He jumped up, and began running again, suddenly, everything stopped, and so did Harry when he saw what was up ahead, a figure was limping toward him from a far. He looked closely, and gasped, then began running, it was her, the girl, she was there, limping toward him, her hand on her limp arm beside her.
"Help me, please.............Harry Potter, please" her voice echoed. Harry reached her, and she collapsed into his arms, unconscious. Harry laid her on the ground, she was barely breathing. He put an ear to her chest, listening for her heart, it was beating, but weakly. Harry looked at her face, if showed that she was in pain and scared, blood smeared on it.
"Potter.....Potter.....Run boy, the girl is mine." A voice hissed behind Harry, he looked over his shoulder, and there, stood a cloaked figure. Harry jumped up and took out his wand, standing over the girl, protecting her. "Leave her be, she is mine.....she is mine.....MINE!" The cloaked figure charged at him as if he was floating, his own wand in his hand. Harry pointed his wand at the figure and yelled,
"Expemplliarus!" Their wand shot out of their hand, but they still charged at him and the girl. Then, Harry yelled a curse he never thought he'd say,
"Cuccio!" The figure stopped in thin air, trembled, then he slowly started to approach Harry again.
"She is mine, stay away from her.....boy........." The figure said, then they started to speed up again, and reached out for Harry, he dove to the ground, over the girl, protecting her. Then, the figure went through them and went up, disappearing. Harry sat up, and looked down at the girl, lifting up her head, looking at her sadly. She moaned softly, and barely opened her eyes.
"Thank you....." The girl said, she started to shiver. She clung to Harry, shivering, she looked up at Harry, smiled and then passed out. Harry shook her lightly, but she was out cold. Then, she began to slowly fade, her voice echoing, "Please....Harry Potter....help me........" Then, she was gone.
"Harry!" Harry opened his eyes, he was on the ground, where he had tripped. He got up on his knees, and held his head in his hands. Ron and Hermione ran up from behind Harry and knelt next to him.
"Harry, are you all right, what happened?" Hermione said. Harry looked at Hermione and shook his head.
"I'm not sure, I was running, and then I tripped, and I could have sworn I had gotten up......" Harry said, his vision still fresh in his mind.
"How could you have gotten up until now?" Ron asked, "We were heading back to the burrow and found you here unconscious." Harry put a hand to his head, closing his eyes.
"She was here..." He whispered.
"Who was here?" Hermione asked.
"That girl, the one I keep having nightmares about." Harry opened his eyes to his friends looking at him, the worry clear on their faces.
"Harry, why didn't you say anything before?" Ron asked, "Like at the Leaky Cauldron?"
"I was going to, but I waited." Harry said as he stood up, and as he did, he felt everything drain out of him, and he collapsed, Ron catching him, breaking his fall.
"Come on mate, let's get you back to the Burrow." Ron said.
"Which one of you is Harry Potter?" The three of them looked up to find a girl with curly strawberry blond hair and blue eyes.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked kind of defensively. The girl smiled and looked at Harry, obviously seeing his scar.
"I'd just like to talk to my cousin." She said.
"What?" Harry said, "I have no family left."
"Yes you do," The girl said, "Me, and the Dursleys, which is unfortunately true."
"Who are you?" Harry said, pulling away from Ron and Hermione.
"Potter," The girl said, "Kyra Potter, I'm your father's niece, making me, your cousin."
"Do you have any family?" Harry asked.
"No," Kyra said, pointing to Harry, "Just you." Harry looked at her suspiciously.
"How did you find me?"
"Ummm, maybe the fact that you're the famous Harry Potter, who's parents were Lily and _James_ Potter. And James Potter was my mother's brother." Kyra said, as if it were fact, which Harry knew most of it was, minus Kyra's mother.
"Why didn't you do anything about it before-I mean-" Harry hesitated, "Where have you been all this time."
"In America, in a secret city, where I've been hiding out, until the time was right." Kyra said, "And when I heard that Voldemort has returned, you'd need someone to back you up."
"What do you mean?"
"You need your family, Harry." Kyra said, putting a hand on Harry's shoulder, which, some how, assured Harry he could trust her, and what she was saying. Harry grinned, and replied,
"Well, I can't wait for Uncle Vernon's reaction to this." Ron snorted, holding back a laugh, know how mean Harry's uncle was, and how much he and his family hated them, and now, if he found out there were TWO Potters, he wouldn't be too happy.
"I've heard of that old lump of an uncle, with family like him, how needs enemies?" Kyra said, removing her hand from Harry's shoulder.
"So, Kyra, is it?" Harry said.
"Please, call me Ky." Kyra said.
"Okay Ky," Harry said, "What are you doing here?"
"Umm, can I talk to Harry, in private?" Kyra asked Ron and Hermione.
"Umm, okay." Ron said, then he took Hermione's hand, and they left. Harry smiled as he watched them, being brought back to his senses when he heard,
"Harry." Harry turned to Kyra, seeing a serious look on her face. "You've heard her too, haven't you?" Harry looked at her oddly, knowing what she was talking about.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, taking a step back.
"The girl, in the tower." Kyra said, coming closer to Harry, "You have to help her, she won't be able to hold out much longer! You know what I'm talking about! She needs your help! You're the only one who can save her!"
"Why can't you? I don't even know where she is, I don't even know WHO she is!" Harry exclaimed.
"You'll know that soon enough, but right now, you best get back to your friends, you have an unexpected visitor." Kyra said, "Seya cuz!" Then Kyra winked, and then closed her eyes, and disappeared with a pop. Harry stared at the spot were Kyra once stood. "Did she just apparate?" Harry thought out loud, Then there was a series of screams, followed by Ron and Hermione shouting.
"Mom! It's okay!"
"Mrs. Weasley calm down! He's not going to hurt anybody!"
"I'm not going to let that, that MURDERER anywhere near Harry!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. "ARTHUR!"
"Molly! Calm down!" Mr. Weasley's voice was heard.
"Sirus!" Harry yelled, running back toward the burrow as fast as possible.
AN: Sorry for not posting for so long, I've been buried in essays and school projects, plus the fact that we've had a family crisis for the past months, so I'll be back with another chapter as soon as I possibly can, hopefully, I'll have it up within a month this time, I think I posted the last chapter in late September ^_^;;; We'll until next time!
Please Rvw! 0=) The more rvws, the quicker the update! (I hope) ^___________________^