Sorry guys, I just had the busiest summer ever. I'm sorry this took so long and if it completely sucks, I'm sorry. If any of you are reading my other stories, just know that I haven't forgotten about them and they will be continued… eventually…
Wizard of Crow
Chapter 4
Sun crept in through a window of the entrance hall, but it wasn't the normal crisp sunlight that usually befell the grounds at Hogwarts. The light was dim and hazy. As it made its way across the floor, it hit upon the covered eyes of young Harry Potter. He lay so still that anyone who would have happened to see him would have thought he was dead, but as the light continued on the young man stirred. Harry rolled over and winced at the pain that shot through the back of his head. Looking up at the ceiling, his vision blurred, all the shapes and colors blurring together. Harry felt around the floor and eventually found his glasses, broken, on the floor. A quick repairing spell would fix that, or it would have if Harry's wand hadn't been reduced to toothpicks.
Harry cursed and tried his best to keep his glasses on with only one earpiece. He slowly got to his feet to prevent from getting dizzy and made his way to a window. His head ached as he peered out of the thin windows. Harry looked at the sight that met his eyes with amazement. He peered upwards at the tall buildings of a great city that stretched out as far as he could see. There was a city block that stretched on. The buildings were taller than any he had ever seen before.
"What the devil..." was all that could escape Harry's mouth. He was so shocked but it only became worse when he saw two people turn a corner and appear from behind one of the buildings. At least, Harry thought that they were people. They were taller than any person he had ever seen. One was male and one was female, at least that's the way it appeared. They passed the window where Harry was stationed and their pace faltered. He thought that they might have spotted him but they weren't looking at him, their eyes were focused on the ground right outside.
More of the tall people were turning up to gather outside. Harry didn't know quite what to do. He made his way cautiously to the huge doors and pressed his ear to them. There was some muffled whispering twittering outside. He could make out any of what they were saying. With his heart beating wildly in his chest, Harry cracked the door open. All of the whispering stopped the moment his head poked out of the door. He stood watching all of these people who towered over him.
"You did it…" The man closest to Harry said. Harry turned to him, "What? What did I do?"
"You killed the Snake Man. The Evil Snake Man of the West side. He's been terrorizing these streets for years. You finally stopped him."
Harry didn't know what to say. This man obviously didn't know what he was talking about. Harry hadn't killed anyone, ever. "Unless you count Diggory…" Harry shook the words from his mind. What he needed to be thinking about was where the hell he was and how he was going to get back to Hogwarts. From the looks of it he was a long way away from the castle. Harry turned back to the tall man, "Who? I killed who?"
Rather than answer him the man pointed to ground next to the stairs that Harry was standing on. Peering over the edge, Harry saw the vacant green eyes of a man with a snake like face staring up at him, but they were very much dead. Oddly enough he was holding a pair of glasses. Resisting the urge to scream, Harry looked back at the crowd. They began whispering again and looking toward the street corner.
"What's going on?" Harry asked. The man looked at him with a face that was gripped in fear. "It's His brother. The Snake Man will never be truly dead until you kill both halves of him. You killed He of the West Side. You must kill His brother, He of the East side!"
Harry looked over as well, a cold sweat leaking out of his pores. The sky had grown dark and clouds were gathering. Sweeping his eyes over the scene in front of him Harry saw the pure fear that haunted the features of people. Suddenly, upon the street corner a figure appeared. It was tall and unbelievably skinny. As it came closer a crowd seemed to be following after it. A pack of slightly shorter people were following this figure. The crowd parted as the tall figure approached its edges. Finally it came to a stop at the foot of the stairs that Harry stood upon.
The figure was almost identical to the one that had been crushed by the entrance hall. However, instead of green, this figure's eyes were red. He looked down and saw the body that lay crushed under the steps of the entrance hall. He scanned the crowd, looking for something. Finally his eyes settled upon Harry. "You… You did it. Now you will pay."
