Chapter 2: Strange Powers
Disclaimer: I know I didn't put one in the first chapter so here it is. I don't own anything J.K. Rowling does. Also the song in the last chapter is owned by Trapt and is called Echo. I'm just some broke chick who lives in the middle of no where.
Umm....thanks to: WyndSong N FireDryad-thx for reviewing,i love your thoughts about making Harry get a girlfriend that Ron likes, and make 'Mione jealous, and if I can work it in it might be perfect, plus all relastionships are rocky!
Mark T. T- Thanks for reviewing and I'll try to update this as often as I can!!!
Irish Phoenix1- Don't worry about Harry being goth, even if it looks that way, he's still same old Harry, and everyone goes through phases, trying to find themselves. I'm not angry either, I love people for being honest, and I don't get angry easy!!
pablo5280-umm...thx...your review was very...uh....thorough....^^
David M. Potter- Thanks.....i'm gonna continue...until this story is finished!!!
Kira6- Every since I read your review and your little jingle....i can't get it out of my head.....sorta funny actually, never thought about singing that song before!! HAHA!! Thx!
ItshardtoloveHermy- thanks....Might as well say this now....RON IS NOT GONNA BE A BAD GUY!!! Teenage hormones...and magic...might have some influence on his actions...but don't worry Ron fans, he plays a big part in the story also!! ^^ thanks for your review...
TYCHO13-YAYZ!! YOUR THE ONLY ONE WHO ANSWERED MY QUESTION...CHUCK TALYORS ARE CONVERSE!!!AND HIGHTOPS ARE THE BEST!! ^^....I TOLD YOU YOU'D GET A SPECIAL ANSWER IF YOU ANSWERED MY QUESTION!! THX FOR REVIEWING!!!!!
~*~
Harry stood in front of one of the large book shelves in front of him. As he skimmed over the titles he heard a soft knock at the door. He grabbed a book and walked to the door. He opened it and looked up from the book, just in time to see the worried face of his best friend Hermione.
"You okay?" He asked.
"I don't know, it's just Ron he's acting strange." She said eyeing the book he was holding.
"Well, do you...err...do you want to talk about it?"
She looked at him and gave him a sad smile."I guess it will help if I do."
Harry led her over to his bed and sat down beside her. She turned and looked at him a frown on her face. "Harry...I really don't know what to do. Ron he....he's acting really strange, even for him."
Harry frowned from what she said but nodded in response. "Ever since he got here this morning, he has be acting as if nothing ever happened between us. Even when I told him we had broken up the day before, he blew up at me. For probably the first time ever, I don't know what to do."
Watching her closely as a tear trickled down her face, he gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder and softly rubbed small circles on her back. She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself into his chest, crying softly.
His eyes narrowed as each sob shook her body. How could Ron just blow up at her like that? Does he not care about her feelings at all? His eyes softened as he looked down at her. Running his hand through her bushy locks he sighed. "Hermione?"
"H-hmm?" Was the only response he got from her though, he continued anyways.
"Hermione, don't worry about Ron. If he's to dense to see what's going on, it's his fault, and you always know what to do, that's what makes you, well you, Hermione." He said placing his finger under her chin and lifting her head up to meet his gaze.
God, not again, I can't stare at those eyes, I almost kissed her last time, but she was Ron's then, well not really, but I didn't know it. Still what if she still has feelings for Ron, and what would Ron do if he found out? Harry had a feeling Hermione wasn't telling him the whole story as to what happened between her and Ron, and he wasn't going to push, he broke contact with her and looked down to his feet.
"Harry?"
His head shot up when he heard her voice. Her cheeks were stained from dried tears, and his shirt was wet. He smiled at her and rubbed her back again.
"I haven't been completely honest with you Harry."
Confused at first he just stared at her. She quickly started talking again though. "I knew about you getting struck by lightening, before you told me. Well, not so much as knew, but thought."
"Huh? How did you know, Dumbledore said he didn't tell y-" She silenced him with a finger to his lips much like he had done earlier that day.
"I had a dream Harry."
It suddenly hit him full force, he knew why Hermione looked as if she was going to faint when he had told her. She dreamed about it, and it happened, only she didn't know that it really happened.
"I remember watching you in the hospital, in my dream, and touching your scars, even though you were asleep you winced. It scared me Harry, because everything felt so real."
"It's alright Hermione." He said comforting her once again, it seemed weird, it was usually him who had the dreams of people getting hurt. In all truth it scared him, he didn't want Hermione to go through what he had to.
She pulled away and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands,"Sorry, for not telling you Harry." The young girl said standing,"I'm gonna leave in a few minutes, I have to get my stuff from the Burrow, but I will be right back, and you better not go anywhere. Got it Potter?"
He smirked and stood up, "I think I do Granger." He said hugging her,"Be careful."
She flashed him a grin, and walked towards the door,"I will." She said walking out of the room and shuting the door behind her.
Harry sighed to himself and grabbed the book he had pulled out. It was a tattered brown book, even the printed letters were fading. He opened the book slowly and flipped through the pages. His eyes caught a folded piece of paper as it fell from the book.
Raising his eye brow, he picked it up from the floor. Unfolding it carefully, he found that it was a written map, that led to something hidden. Knitting his eye brows together he read it carefully studied it and the room around him. Smiling he noticed that the map led him to a secret room.
Looking around he noticed the faint outline of a crack around the fireplace, he walked over to it and tried to push it open, but failed. He then tried pulling on it, once again his attempt failed. Giving an exasperated sigh he leaned his arms on the top of the fireplace. His stomach jumped up into his throat as his hand pressed down on a stone and the fireplace swung around. It stopped on the other side and Harry found himself in a dark passageway. Dusting himself off he clutched the map tightly in his hands.
Cleaning off his glasses he could see the passageway better. It wasn't very long, and had a small door at the end of it. Walking towards the small door, Harry looked back and noticed the way he had came in was turning again. Squinting into the darkness his hand groped for the handle of the small door. He felt it and placed his hand around it, pulling on it the door swung open, and dust came out after it.
Coughing he crawled through the small hole, once he was on his feet again he noticed that torches were lit around the small room he was in. This room was had a warmer feeling to it. I had one desk in it against a wall an old couch and a few chairs. The center of the room held speakers, and instruments. There was an electric guitar that was all black sitting in its holder. To its right there was a bass, it was a dark blood red and set in its holder also. Behind both of them there was a drum set, which was black and had flames along its edges.
Curious Harry looked around the room, on the desk lay endless piles of notes or poems. Empty bottles of ink and broken quills also lay scattered along the desk. He noticed pictures hanging on the walls some were framed others just tacked up.
Most of the pictures were of his father, Sirius, and Lupin all three playing their respective instruments. Lupin playing the drums, Sirius on the bass, and his father playing guitar and singing. Most of the pictures were taken in the room he now stood in.
He even noticed his mother in a few pictures, and some other girls he didn't quite know. A tear escaped his eye as he looked at a framed picture of Lupin, Sirius, and his father playing in the Great Hall, along with his mother who was standing in a crowd of people smiling, his father looking right back at her.
Another picture was of James and Lily, he was trying to teach her how to play the guitar. He was laughing every few seconds and his mother gave him a pout, then both would start laughing and start over. Engraved in the frame was 'The Potters', Harry smiled and sat down on the couch.
He never knew that his father was in a band, let alone played guitar. Placing the map into his pocket he glanced at his watch, to his surprise he found that he had been in there for almost an hour. He made his way towards the small door and gave the room one last glance before leaving.
~*~
He walked silently down the stairs, and heard the first sign of someone being there. Not wanting to intrude he leaned his ear against the door, even if you could still hear them without it. He noticed that it was Hermione and Ron fighting again, more interested he stopped his thoughts and listened to the conversation.
"Don't you get it Ron, we're OVER!! You cheated on me." Hermione said glaring at him.
"Well if you weren't so wrapped up in Harry's well being, maybe you would have noticed that I was your boyfriend!" He yelled back.
"I did notice, but your the one who started making my decisions for me, and didn't want to do anything but snog! MAYBE I WOULDN'T HAVE IGNORED YOU!!" She finished breathing hard.
"WELL, THAT'S REALLY ALL YOU EVER DO, IS WORRY ABOUT HARRY OR STUDY. YOUR A NO GOOD BOOKWORM!!!" He screamed in her face, finishing his sentence coldly.
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes and she ran towards the door shoving Ron as she went. When the door opened Harry had caught Hermione before she could go any further. She struggled to get away but Harry held her firmly in place. He looked up and glared at Ron, Hermione had stopped moving figuring that he wasn't going to let go anytime soon.
She was now crying into his chest, while he stroked her back and whispered in her ear. "Shh...it's alright Hermione, everythings okay."
He looked back up at Ron who was leaning against a chair rolling his eyes. "ARE YOU GONNA CRY ALL THE TIME MUDBLOOD!!" He yelled glaring.
It was the last straw for Harry he let go of Hermione and moved her aside. He clenched his fists at his sides and started towards Ron. He could feel his heart pounding in his head and his vision was blurred with red. Ron looked absolutely horrified as Harry stopped in front of him.
Harry put all he could into the punch he threw at Ron, which hit him square in the gut. Ron flew a good five feet back and went through a wall. Harry could feel his insides burning, and a pain surged through his entire body. "DON'T YOU EVER, EVER CALL HER THAT AGAIN. IN FACT DON'T TALK TO HER AT ALL. LEAVE HER ALONE YOU STUPID PRAT!! AND GO HOME!!" Harry screamed falling to his knees, Lupin and Tonks must have heard because they rushed into the room.
Tonks eyes widened as she saw Hermione who was curled up into a ball laying in the hallway crying. Lupin looked at Harry with his mouth open. "Dear God." He said running over to Ron, who was moaning in pain. Tonks placed a hand on Harrys' shoulder and turned him around to face her. "What happened here Harry?"
Harry however didn't answer her, he shook his head and stood up. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw shut. "Ron, he insulted Hermione." With that said Harry walked out of the room and to Hermione. He picked her up and carried her back up the stairs.
When they reached his room, her sobs had died down some and she was clinging on to his neck for dear life. Harry layed her down on his bed and layed beside her on his back. She was almost on top of him as she cried, she fell asleep not long after. Harry who wasn't really tired before quickly fell asleep after her, what ever had happend before had worn him out.
~*~
Harry awoke to find Hermione still asleep on his chest only she was thrashing, and mumbling in her sleep. After avoiding being hit in the face he hovered over her and picked her up. He held her tight in his arms, and gasped when he felt how warm she actually was. She was also sweating and it looked as if she was crying in her sleep also.
Pulling her closer to him, he started stroking her back, his mind racing the whole while. He hoped she would calm down soon, and he was right the mumbling was down to a bare whisper that only came every few minutes. She had also stopped thrashing and now was sitting in his arms almost silently.
Her fever however was still there,a worried frown came over his face as she let out a small whimper. He tried waking her up by whispering to her, but after that failed he tried talking and yelling. Nothing he had done worked though.
His eyes darted around the room at a fast pace, and her whimpers came more often. He tried shaking her gently, still talking to her, she didn't wake up. He was getting more worried by the minute because he didn't know what was wrong with her.
"C'mon 'Mione wake up....please wake up." He said rocking her gently as her head rested on his shoulder. He kissed her forehead gently, and hugged her, wishing everything that was happening to her would just stop.
"Harry..." He looked at her with a shocked expression to find that she was talking in her sleep. There was a frown on her face and she looked stressed,"NO! Leave Harry alone...please...just leave him alone." She said and gave another small cry.
His eyes widened in surprise, but quickly returned to normal as he noticed her start moving in his lap. "Hermione....please Hermione wake up." He whispered holding her tighter.
"NO!" She screamed tears freely falling down her face,"Don't hurt him..." Her fists were closed at her sides and her breathing became irregular.
Desperate Harry reached for her hand, her hand closed tighter as he touched it. He wouldn't stop though he grabbed it and rubbed his thumb over her hand while whispering in her ear,"Its just me Hermione, please, it's Harry."
He watched as her hand slowly opened and quickly he slid his hand in hers. Her hand closed around his and he smiled. Now only if he could get her to wake up.
Everytime something would happen he would give her hand a comforting squeeze and she would stop not long after. He waited and thirty minutes later as he leaned back against the headboard with his eyes closed he heard her speak to him again.
"Harry?" She asked.
He gave her hand a sqeeze and opened his eyes. He found brown pools staring right back at him confusion clearly written on her face.
"H-Hermione, your awake." He said smiling and pulling her in for a hug.
She didn't react at first but then put her arms around his neck. He inhaled her scent which smelled of roses, and drank in her beauty that was purely Hermione. He noticed that she was crying softly as well, so he pulled back,"Hermione, what's wrong?"
"I-I thought that..that you were dead." Hermione stammered through sobs,"He attacked you, and he killed you infront of me, and then he tortured me. Harry, it was awful." She said breaking down once again and hugging him.
"It's okay Hermione. I'm still here, and as far as I can tell i'm still alive." He said placing a gentle kiss upon her head.
"How can people be so cruel Harry?" She asked pulling back and looking him in the eyes.
He stared at her for a moment caught off guard from her beauty, but quickly recovered,"I don't know 'Mione, I really don't know."
"So...umm...I guess you know what happened between me an Ron yesterday." She said more as a statement than a question.
Harry's eyes flashed as she mentioned their red headed friend,"Yeah, I did. Hermione....I don't like what he said to you, he didn't seem like the Ron we knew at all."
"I know." Hermione said laying her head on his chest as he gently rubbed her back.
A knock sounded at the door and Harry reluctantly got up from Hermione and walked over to the door. When he opened the door he was met with the worried face of Professor Lupin. "Oh good Harry, your awake." He said then noticed Hermione sitting on the bed,"Could I..umm....speak with you about...yesterday. In private."
Harry looked back at Hermione who nodded, sighing he turned back to Lupin. "I guess."
"Okay, good. Follow me." Lupin said patting him on the back and walking out the door. Harry gave Hermione one last small smile and walked out the door.
They continued down the hall until they came to a room Harry never recognized before. Lupin opened the door and motioned for Harry to enter. As he entered he noticed there was a bed and a few chairs and a lot of books. Lupin took a seat in one of the chairs and Harry did too.
"Harry..." He began, "I wanted to know what happened between you and Ron yesterday. Ron wouldn't tell us anything after he woke up, just that you had turned physco." Lupind finished smirking.
Harry ran his hands through his hair and noticed that it was black again, he sighed and began to tell Lupin the whole story.
By the time he had finished Lupins jaw was almost touching the floor,"Harry, you knocked him through a bloody wall!" He exclaimed,"How on earth did you ever manage that?"
"I don't know." Harry replied honestly,"I was just so mad, so I attacked. Afterwards it hurt really bad like my insides were on fire, and I was completely exhausted."
Lupin leaned back into the chair and worried look on his face,"How's Hermione doing?"
"I think she's doing better." Harry sighed,"I don't know though she keeps having nightmares. Like one of me getting struck by lightening, not knowing that it ever really happened. This morning it was way worse. She said that I was killed in front of her and then she was tortured. If you could of only seen her thrashing around in her bed...and she wouldn't wake up...it just...it scared me." He said looking up to meet Lupins' gaze.
Lupin gave him a small smile and his eyes flickered with something that Harry thought was amusement.
"You know you two remind me so much of James and Lily. He was always worried about her, when she had a bad dream, and always got angry when someone upset her."
Harry blushed, and turned his gaze to the floor when he remembered something," Remus, did you ever play the drums?"
He looked shocked for a second, but anwsered,"Why yes Harry, I believe I did. How did you know?"
"I found a map in one of Sirius's books, and it led me to this room be-"
"Behind the fireplace and through a dark passage way." Remus finished for him, and stood up,"We used to practice there over the summer or on holidays, and play for the girls. We even got to play at the Valentines Day ball. Dumbledore thought it was a grand idea, and what fun it was..." He trailed off looking at Harry.
"You know I bet you could learn how to play the guitar if you wanted to, your Dad had an easy time with it, he even wrote the book I presume you found the map in. He also wrote all of the poems you would find on that desk, and boy...could he sing." He said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Really?" Harry asked.
"You bet. I think that's what Lily really liked about him in the first place, was his voice and his lyrics he wrote." He said giving a small chuckle.
Harry gave him a weak smile and looked towards the door. Lupin must have noticed because he gave Harry a big grin,"You can go back up to your room Harry and take care of Miss Granger, but make sure you don't let your emotions take control again. I don't know how your new found abilities work."
Harry gave him and simple nod and was out the door before Lupin could give him a second glance.
~*~
When he arrived back to his room he found Hermione sitting in his bed looking out the window with the blanket around her shoulders. He cleared his throat knocking Hermione out of her thoughts,"Hey Harry."
"Are you sure your okay 'Mione?" He asked sitting down beside her.
"Yes." She said leaning her head on his shoulder, and giving him a quick smile. They sat in silence for awhile just looking around the room, and stealing glances at the other.
"Harry?"
"Yeah." He responded.
"How did you...how did you manage to knock Ron through a wall?" She asked looking worried.
He sighed,"To be honest Hermione, I really don't know. I guess I was just mad and...I couldn't just let him do that to you, He was being a prat Hermione. You don't deserve what he did to you, no one does."
Hermione gave him a big grin and hugged him, she followed it by kissing him on the cheek,"Thank you Harry, for standing up for me."
Harry smiled and hugged her back. "No problem 'Mione. I'd do it anytime."
She smiled at him and looked back towards the window. Harry found himself trying to memorize every little detail about her. The way her hair fell around her face, the way her eyes shined when she was happy. How her figure was just perfect, or how her smile made his heart feel warm, and happy.
He sighed quietly to himself, she would never be his, she was far to graceful and perfect for him. Plus he could never bring himself to tell her how he really felt, hell he couldn't really even admitt it to himself. She probably didn't even have any feelings for him besides friendship, he would always be 'just Harry' to her.
Harry looked up when Hermione stood up.(A/N: I swear I didn't mean for that to rhyme...sorta sounds...freaky....O.o) She smiled at him before reaching down to hug him,"I'm gonna go take a shower,and change, okay?"
"Yeah, I think I need one too." He said smiling at her, she smiled back and waved to him as she walked out the door.
~*~
Harry sat in the room that his father had practiced in. Leaning back into the couch he read further into the book. His father had explained all of the cords simple enough. The way he worded it, the biggest idiot in the world could have learned how to play. Picking up the guitar he glanced back at the book once more, he started playing a few cords, and started memorizing them also. The more he played them the more he liked the idea of playing the guitar like his father.
Placing the guitar down on the seat beside him he picked up the book and began to read again. As if words weren't enough there were also enchanted pictures in the book showing the finger placement and how to switch from cord to cord. Harry absorbed the information, he sorta thought that this was the way Hermione felt everytime she learned something new.
Smiling to himself as he thought of Hermione he picked up the guitar once more. Switching cords came to him easy enough, and the sound it emitted was just....beautiful. It made all of his thoughts leave his head. The only thing that really sunk in was the sound coming from what he had played.
Strumming the cords lightly he felt as if the guitar had a mind of it's own. They vibrated and hummed as he touched them. Playing the guitar really was a way to get all his frustrations out. No matter what emotion it was it seemed like the cords he played fitted them perfectly.
He was lost in the book when he heard a strange 'thump', he looked up to see Lupin sitting on the drums. Lupin smiled at him and started banging the drums and symbols. The melody it made was unbelievable, Remus just smiled as he pounded away. His eyes held a happiness Harry had never seen before. He looked truely....happy, like nothing mattered in the world, and if it did, it wasn't bothering him.
After a few minutes Lupin stopped and looked at Harry, "Haven't done that in awhile."
"That was amazing!" Harry exclaimed standing up,"Wait, how long have you been in here?"
"A few minutes, you didn't notice when I walked in I guess you were just...caught up in the book."
Harry smiled and nodded, checking his watch his mouth dropped. He had been in there for almost four hours. "Uhh...yeah I also came to tell you that Mrs. Weasley said dinner was ready."
He nodded and placed the guitar back in it's holder and walked out through the small hole Lupin following close behind. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had came earlier that day after Harry and Hermione had showered. Tonks had informed them of what had happened, and Mr. Weasley came,said hi, and pulled Ron out by the collar. Mrs. Weasley had stayed to make sure Hermione was okay, and to apologize on behalf of Ron.
Ginny had arrived with Fred and George an hour later. Ginny and Hermione had been in Hermione's room the whole time since then. Fred and George chatted to Harry about how their joke shop was going, and thanked him again for his investment, before leaving to attend to some business.
He stepped into the kitchen and looked around the room. Ginny and Hermione sat at the table whispering to each other. While Mrs. Weasley was placing food on the table. Tonks sat on the other side of Ginny and was reading a paper.
Lupin walked past him and sat down in front of Tonks. It was then he noticed a cloaked figure sitting in the corner of the room. He seemed to be sleeping, with his hood over his head and his head pointing towards the ground. He rubbed his eyes and yawned as Molly Weasley shook him. "It's time to eat," She whispered before walking back to the table.
The man got up and sat beside Lupin. "How are you doing Remus?" He asked taking his hood off.
"Fine." He replied smiling.
It was Harrys real first glimpse of the man when he turned to look at Harry who stood in the doorway. He had deep green eyes, almost like Harry's but they were more dim. Sharp cheekbones, and was very pale. His hair was blonde and short which was also curly and slicked back. It sort of resembled Draco's hair but not as straight. The man was skinny but looked real fit. He looked to be about twenty or twenty-one.
"Don't worry Harry I'm not here to hurt anyone, you can have a seat." He said giving him a warm smile
Harry looked at him for a moment before walking over to the table and taking a seat beside him. The man still had a smile on his face as he held out his hand towards Harry. "Names Drake, Drake Summers." (BIG A/N: Yes his last name is Summers....and for you people who watch Buffy he is a made up character from one of my Buffy stories!!)
"Harry Potter." He answered shaking the man's hand.
Drake let go of Harry's hand and looked towards Ginny and Hermione, who were giggling. "Girls..." He muttered under his breath with a grin on his face. Harry smiled at him and looked over to Hermione and Ginny who seemed to be in deep conversation.
Harry didn't realize he was staring at Hermione until Drake tapped him on the shoulder. "You like her?" He whispered to Harry.
Harry's eyes widened, was he that obvious? "Umm...I-er.." Drake gave a small laugh and patted him on the back,"Don't worry about it, I know from experience it's hard to tell."
Harry relaxed after his comment and looked at the food had been placed on the table. Drake seemed to read someone's thoughts before they even knew that they were going to think them, it was weird, but what wasn't in the life of Harry Potter.
Grabbing some chicken and some potatoes and placing them on his plate he began to eat. Dinner was quiet for the most part everyone just seemed content with eating. Drake was the first to finish his dinner and said he would be leaving in a few minutes. After everyone was done they bid farewell to Drake. Lupin tapped Harry on the shoulder and while Hermione and Ginny walked up the stairs whispered to him, "I need to speak with you...about your..umm...new found power."
"Uh..okay."
Lupin walked up the stairs and to the same room that they had talked in earlier that day. Remus took a book out of the shelf and walked over to Harry,"The man you just met Harry, could tell you more than I ever could about your power. Luckily we new of him and he was in the area. Drake himself having....well special powers we'll say....has learned to control them, and if we can figure out exactly what new powers you have, it we help us in teaching you to control them."
Harry nodded.
"Now we know you have some kind of super human strength, which is why Ron sailed through that wall when you punched him. So far, we know that you powers then were triggered by and emotion, that emotion was hate. If we studied this more with your help of course. Then we might be able to keep those outbursts from happening, and we may find out what other emotions trigger you powers, if you have any more." Lupin said sitting down on the arm of a chair.
"Professor, do you know what could have caused me to have...umm...powers!?" He asked clasping his hands together and looking up from the floor.
"Drake has and idea, mind you the boy is a bit....how does Ron say it....nutters, but he is far more wise than most people his age. He might even rival the knowledge of Dumbledore." Remus said smiling at Harry," When we know for sure Harry we will let you know."
"Okay," Harry said yawning.
"You better get some rest Harry. Drake will be here tomorrow morning around eight to get you started with your tests."
"Tests?" Harry asked his eyes widening.
"Yes, he will be giving you physical and mental tests to see how they affect your power or powers, and to find out if you have anymore powers."
"Well, goodnight Moony."
"G'night Harry."
~*~
Harry walked into his room and stretched. He walked over to his closet of clothes and grabbed a pair of silk boxers to wear to bed. He changed into them and put his dirty clothes in a basket. Sighing to himself about tomorrow he climbed into his bed ans started to drift off into sleep.
A knock on the door woke him up though. Quickly making his way across the room he opened the door. Hermione stood there looking at the ground in her white nightgown that hung around her feet,"Hermione, are you alright?"
"...It was another, another dream." She said throwing herself into his arms, and starting to cry. Harry felt bad for her, she kept having these dreams of him dieing. It reminded him of...him, when he had dreams of everyone dieing. He pulled her close and let her cry on his chest.
"Oh, Harry it was awful, it was the same dream I had before, but you escaped, and you came back for me and the others. He caught you again....and he killed you, and everyone else in the room. I was the only one left, he was coming towards me when Ginny woke me up."
"It's okay Hermione, I'm still here. Nothing has happened to me. Everything will be okay." He said rubbing her back gently, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight? I mean it might help." He said looking her in the eyes.
"Could I?" She asked smiling, and wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Always." He replied, then picked her up placing one arm under her knees and one under her shoulders, and carried her over to his bed.
"Harry Potter, put me down." She said surprised by his sudden action.
"Okay." He answered dropping her onto his bed, and then laying down beside her.
She rolled her eyes and pulled the blanket over herself. Harry laughed and pulled her to him. She screamed when he did this,but quit a second after and layed her head down on his chest. Harry kept laughing to himself silently. He was the luckest man in the world at the moment, because in his arms layed the most beautiful, intelligent, and caring woman that ever walked the earth.
He sighed in contentment and brushed a stray hair from her face admiring her beauty even in the dark. She yawned and tilted her head up, she then gave him a small kiss on the cheek,"Thank you Harry, and goodnight."
"No problem 'Mione, goodnight." He replied closing his eyes.
~*~
The sun rose over the horizon, light fluttered into the room. Candles were magically blown out by an invisible gust of wind. Light from the sun reached the bed, two figures lay asleep soundly in each others arms.
Harry Potter awoke as the sun reached his eyes. He let out a content sigh as he noticed the sleeping angel in his arms. He was the happiest he had been since Ron had left, even if she wasn't his, right now she was with him, and to him that's all that mattered.
Gently he traced her lips with his finger, and then cupped her cheek rubbing it with his thumb. The feel of her soft skin under his fingers was driving him nuts. He smiled and tucked some loose strands of her hair behind her ears, and gently placed a sweet kiss on her forehead. He let his lips linger for a moment before pulling away from her.
After a few more minutes he slipped out from under her and grabbed some clothes, he gave her one last longing glance before he retreated to the bathroom.
~*~
Harry came out of the bathroom wiping his mouth with his towel, and carrying his dirty laundry and his toothbrush. Placing his toothbrush in his trunk and his clothes in the basket he ran his hand over his hair trying to get it stick down. His attempt failed and he sighed, until he heard someone cough.
He looked up to see Hermione sitting on his bed with a smile on her face. He smirked at her and walked over to the bed.
"Good morning to you too Miss Granger." He said sitting down beside her.
She let out a giggle and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Sorry." She whispered to him, he almost didn't hear her.almost."
"It's okay 'Mione," Harry said leaning over and hugging her. She started laughing when they both fell onto the bed. Her laughter only got louder as Harry began to tickle her,"HARRY JAMES POTTER! STOP IT!" She said between laughs.
Harry smirked at her and stopped tickling her, she stared at him above her as she tried to catch her breath. His breath caught in his throat, she was glowing (a/n:to him atleast). Light shown in her eyes, as soon as he made contact with them he was lost.
His head was clouded by wonderful thoughts that he knew only Hermione could give him. He ran his fingers down the side of her face making her shiver under his touch. Never breaking eye contact with her he closed the small gap between their lips.
His lips came crashing down on hers in a sweet yet passionate kiss. Fireworks went off in his head and all he could see and feel was Hermione. He felt his knees go weak and if he hadn't been laying on his bed he might have fallen right there.
He brought his hands down to her waste and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him closer kissing him with just as much passion as he had started the kiss with. After what seemed like hours and ended up only being minutes they broke apart.
Trying to catch his breath Harry still had his eyes closed and his forehead gently resting on Hermione's. He was afraid of what her reaction would be, he really hadn't even ment to kiss her. It just happened, and he couldn't stop it.
Slowly he opened his eyes and pulled away from her until he was off the bed and looking at her,"I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to.to kiss you." He said the last part almost silently to himself, but it was still loud enough for her to hear him.
Hermione had sat up and started to say something when there was a knock on the door. Harry broke his gaze from her and walked over to the door. Outside stood Drake Summers he seemed to be looking at the ground when Harry opened the door.
"It's time, for your tests Harry," He said looking up, and smirked when he saw Hermione sitting on the bed with a confused look on her face.
"Umm...okay. Do I need anything?" He asked.
"Nope, but Hermione," He said looking past Harry,"Remus needs to speak with you."
Drake smiled and walked away Harry following behind him, he didn't give Hermione a second glance to afraid of what she was thinking.
~*~
Hermione knocked on Lupins door, when he opened it he smiled at her,"Please come in Hermione."
Hermione walked in silently and waited for Lupin to shut the door.
"From what Drake has said I can guess that you know Harry is to take some tests this morning."
Hermione nodded still not saying anything.
"These tests are to find out what causes his 'power' and what other 'powers' he may have." Lupin said putting his hands in his robe pockets.
"They will be physical and mental tests, and you are welcome to watch him with us, because we know he's your best friend, and you worry about him. He won't know that we're watching him, and he'll answer questions and respond to things that matter most."
"Thank you." Hermione said quietly.
"Well, shall we go then?"
She nodded and followed him out of the room and up the stairs. Lupin tapped his wand against the wall beside a door and another door popped up right beside it. Lupin opened it and walked inside. Tonks, Moody, and Mr. Weasley were sitting in a half circle and they were looking towards a blank wall.
Hermione took a seat next to Lupin, as they small group greeted her. She was surprised when a picture of Harry and Drake started moving on the blank wall. It was just like a movie, she could even hear them talking.
She had a feeling that it was going to be one long day...
~*~
Drake led Harry to a room. It was all white and empty, there weren't even any windows. Just completely white. Drake turned to Harry and took off his cloak, he hung it on a white hook on the wall.
"First Harry. I know that you must have some kind of super human strength, so we will work on that first, okay?"
"Sure." Harry replied staring blankly at Drake.
"Okay then when you ready, I'm gonna play an image in your mind, and when you feel what you felt when you knocked you friend through that wall, I want you to hit me as if I was him."
Harry raised his eyebrows but nodded. Drake started muttering something that Harry didn't understand and made a weird movement with his hands, the next thing Harry knew was he was standing in the doorway holding Hermione again.
After Ron had spoke Harry felt the same rage he had a few days before. He took off stalking towards Ron, when suddenly the image disappeared and it was Drake he was moving towards and not Ron, but he couldn't stop himself the image kept playing over in the back of his mind and his vision once again turned red.
Pulling his fist back he used every ounce of strength he had and through his fist a Drake. Drake was to fast though and caught his hand, but still it had knocked Drake back atleast two feet. Harry felt a familiar surge of pain and fell to his knees again feeling tired.
He hung his head and took a few deep breaths. He then raised his head to look at Drake, Drake was smiling and walked over to help Harry up,"Great job!." He exclaimed, "We can add anger to the list of emotions."
Harry stood there for a moment before Drake spoke up again,"Now we will see how much strength you actually have at the moment." A giant boulder appeared out of no where into the middle of the room.
"I want you to lift this boulder Harry."
"You have got to be kidding me." Harry said tapping the rock.
"Nope, I kid you not."
Harry looked at him, but then turned his attention back to the boulder.
"Now I just want you to think of what happened that day that you used you power and I want you to lift it okay."
Harry nodded and started playing the memory over and over in his mind and before he knew what was happening he placed his hands under the boulder and lifted. He could feel like electricity was around him as he lifted the boulder giving him strength. He then dropped the boulder and fell backwards. He swore he could heaer Drake say,"Bloody Hell,"Before he passed out.
~*~
Hermione watched as Harry punched Drake, she was amazed that Drake didn't fly back and into the wall, but was even more surprised that he had caught Harry's fist. She almost jumped out of her seat as Harry dropped to his knees, but Lupin held her back,"He's fine."
Hermione sat back in her seat though she was still worried. The kiss that they had shared that morning was still fresh in her mind, and she really wanted to talk to Harry about it, she needed to know how he felt.
She came back to reality whe she saw Harry place his hands under the large boulder. She almost fell out of her seat when she saw him start to lift it. That wasn't all though. There was small electric bolts flying around him. His eyes even flashed to a yellow color before he sat the boulder back down.
She let out a small scream when he fell back and passed out. Immediately a door appeared and Lupin rushed through it with Hermione and the others close behind.
Hermione ran past Lupin and dropped to her knees beside Harry. Drake was sitting on the ground with a shocked expression on his face.
"Is he alright?" Hermione asked frantically.
"He should be," Drake answered standing up.
"What do you mean should be? Why did he pass out in the first place?" She said harshly.
"Exactly what I said, and he just used a lot of energy lifting up the boulder, I didn't expect him to use a second energy source to lift the thing up." His said making it disappear with a wave of his hand.
"Huh?" Lupin asked now looking at Drake.
Hermione ran her fingers over Harry's head. He was burning up. She pushed the hair back out of his eyes and grabbed his hand as he layed motionless on the floor.
"He could have lifted it up himself, but I think his anger made him use a second resource of energy, and instead of using a physical strength he used a magical strength that powered him up, but it also took a lot of his energy, so he passed out from lack of energy, and nothing else."
By the time he had finished everyone in the room except for Harry was looking at him with a confused expression.
"I'll explain later." He said walking over to Hermione,"Give me your hand." He said sitting down beside her.
She furrowed her brows together confused but gave her his hand anyways. He placed her hand over Harry's chest,"Hold it there okay."
She nodded and Drake stood up. She was suddenly hit with a wave of images. It was Harry and he was walking towards Ron. She could feel the rage and the anger that Harry held as he pulled his hand back to punch Ron.
The images stopped and Hermione looked down at her hand. Little electric blots surrounded it and she could feel Harry's heartbeat under her palm. She closed her eyes as she felt herself get dizzy. She opened them when she felt a hand on hers.
She found Harry staring back at her, his hand resting over hers.
~*~
Once the blackness had disappeared Harry found himself in a small black room. Images were playing on each wall. He spun around, looking at them all, his parents dieing, Sirius falling through the veil, Cedric getting killed, and images of everyone he cared about dieing. He fell to his knees and shook his head trying to get all the thoughts out.
He felt cold and empty on the inside as he heard laughter, crying, and screaming. He covered his ears and closed his eyes. He hated all of the thoughts and the voices, they were tearing him apart, and it was killing him.
Suddenly he felt a sudden rush of warm energy flow through him from his heart. He opened his eyes, and saw and image of Hermione. He tried to grab her and when she closed her eyes, but was hit by a wave of his own images of hitting Ron. His eyes opened before Hermione's and he still held so much anger towards what Ron had said to her and anger towards Voldemort for killing the people he loved.
He felt a tingling sensation in his hands and it spreaded through out his body. He closed his eyes as a wave of dizzyness hit him. When he opened them he saw Hermione above him with her eyes still closed. He placed his hand on hers and immediately th electricity stopped and turned into smoke that floated around their hands.
"Hermione?" He asked puzzled.
She through herself down on top of him and hugged him to her," Your alright!" She exlcaimed.
Harry wrapped his arms around her waste and sat up, " Yeah." He answered hugging her.
"It's nice to have you back with us Mr. Potter," Drake said walking back over to him,"I think we should save your training for tomorrow okay. Right now you need to eat and sleep to save up your energy, and we'll start again tomorrow morning."
Harry still confused only nodded as Hermione and Lupin helped him up. Drake gave him a lopsided grin before walking towards the door," You have great power in you Harry Potter," he yelled over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.
Harry stared at Drake's retreating form as he walked down the hall way and down the stairs, he seemed to be singing to himself. He shook his head to clear his thoughts as he walked out of the room, Lupin was right he was nutters.
Lupin and Hermione helped him back down to his room, and Lupin told him that he would prepare some breakfast and send it up so that Harry could get some rest. After he left Hermione still stayed in the room sitting on the edge of his bed.
"H-Harry," she began looking up at him nervously,"We need to talk."
~*~
Hey that was a pretty long chappy, and it took forever, i had stupid writers blcok so most probably didn't make sense, that and all those stupid tests. Highschool is a pain in the @$$!! Anyways again if you have any questions i'll answer them, like my teachers say,"your not stupid for asking a question, you stupid if you don't." Haha...i'm the latter!
Enough of boring you people...the idea for his powers I got from....myself, tho I may end up using some stuff off FLCL....or Fooly Cooly, which is a Anime. I'm a freak....for anything that has to do with elements, and such, or energy that can be transferred into a physical or mental assualt....haha, suggestions for the story are always welcome...and I have got to stop drinking Pepsi at the hour in the morning....
Disclaimer: I know I didn't put one in the first chapter so here it is. I don't own anything J.K. Rowling does. Also the song in the last chapter is owned by Trapt and is called Echo. I'm just some broke chick who lives in the middle of no where.
Umm....thanks to: WyndSong N FireDryad-thx for reviewing,i love your thoughts about making Harry get a girlfriend that Ron likes, and make 'Mione jealous, and if I can work it in it might be perfect, plus all relastionships are rocky!
Mark T. T- Thanks for reviewing and I'll try to update this as often as I can!!!
Irish Phoenix1- Don't worry about Harry being goth, even if it looks that way, he's still same old Harry, and everyone goes through phases, trying to find themselves. I'm not angry either, I love people for being honest, and I don't get angry easy!!
pablo5280-umm...thx...your review was very...uh....thorough....^^
David M. Potter- Thanks.....i'm gonna continue...until this story is finished!!!
Kira6- Every since I read your review and your little jingle....i can't get it out of my head.....sorta funny actually, never thought about singing that song before!! HAHA!! Thx!
ItshardtoloveHermy- thanks....Might as well say this now....RON IS NOT GONNA BE A BAD GUY!!! Teenage hormones...and magic...might have some influence on his actions...but don't worry Ron fans, he plays a big part in the story also!! ^^ thanks for your review...
TYCHO13-YAYZ!! YOUR THE ONLY ONE WHO ANSWERED MY QUESTION...CHUCK TALYORS ARE CONVERSE!!!AND HIGHTOPS ARE THE BEST!! ^^....I TOLD YOU YOU'D GET A SPECIAL ANSWER IF YOU ANSWERED MY QUESTION!! THX FOR REVIEWING!!!!!
~*~
Harry stood in front of one of the large book shelves in front of him. As he skimmed over the titles he heard a soft knock at the door. He grabbed a book and walked to the door. He opened it and looked up from the book, just in time to see the worried face of his best friend Hermione.
"You okay?" He asked.
"I don't know, it's just Ron he's acting strange." She said eyeing the book he was holding.
"Well, do you...err...do you want to talk about it?"
She looked at him and gave him a sad smile."I guess it will help if I do."
Harry led her over to his bed and sat down beside her. She turned and looked at him a frown on her face. "Harry...I really don't know what to do. Ron he....he's acting really strange, even for him."
Harry frowned from what she said but nodded in response. "Ever since he got here this morning, he has be acting as if nothing ever happened between us. Even when I told him we had broken up the day before, he blew up at me. For probably the first time ever, I don't know what to do."
Watching her closely as a tear trickled down her face, he gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder and softly rubbed small circles on her back. She put her arms around his neck and pulled herself into his chest, crying softly.
His eyes narrowed as each sob shook her body. How could Ron just blow up at her like that? Does he not care about her feelings at all? His eyes softened as he looked down at her. Running his hand through her bushy locks he sighed. "Hermione?"
"H-hmm?" Was the only response he got from her though, he continued anyways.
"Hermione, don't worry about Ron. If he's to dense to see what's going on, it's his fault, and you always know what to do, that's what makes you, well you, Hermione." He said placing his finger under her chin and lifting her head up to meet his gaze.
God, not again, I can't stare at those eyes, I almost kissed her last time, but she was Ron's then, well not really, but I didn't know it. Still what if she still has feelings for Ron, and what would Ron do if he found out? Harry had a feeling Hermione wasn't telling him the whole story as to what happened between her and Ron, and he wasn't going to push, he broke contact with her and looked down to his feet.
"Harry?"
His head shot up when he heard her voice. Her cheeks were stained from dried tears, and his shirt was wet. He smiled at her and rubbed her back again.
"I haven't been completely honest with you Harry."
Confused at first he just stared at her. She quickly started talking again though. "I knew about you getting struck by lightening, before you told me. Well, not so much as knew, but thought."
"Huh? How did you know, Dumbledore said he didn't tell y-" She silenced him with a finger to his lips much like he had done earlier that day.
"I had a dream Harry."
It suddenly hit him full force, he knew why Hermione looked as if she was going to faint when he had told her. She dreamed about it, and it happened, only she didn't know that it really happened.
"I remember watching you in the hospital, in my dream, and touching your scars, even though you were asleep you winced. It scared me Harry, because everything felt so real."
"It's alright Hermione." He said comforting her once again, it seemed weird, it was usually him who had the dreams of people getting hurt. In all truth it scared him, he didn't want Hermione to go through what he had to.
She pulled away and wiped her eyes with the back of her hands,"Sorry, for not telling you Harry." The young girl said standing,"I'm gonna leave in a few minutes, I have to get my stuff from the Burrow, but I will be right back, and you better not go anywhere. Got it Potter?"
He smirked and stood up, "I think I do Granger." He said hugging her,"Be careful."
She flashed him a grin, and walked towards the door,"I will." She said walking out of the room and shuting the door behind her.
Harry sighed to himself and grabbed the book he had pulled out. It was a tattered brown book, even the printed letters were fading. He opened the book slowly and flipped through the pages. His eyes caught a folded piece of paper as it fell from the book.
Raising his eye brow, he picked it up from the floor. Unfolding it carefully, he found that it was a written map, that led to something hidden. Knitting his eye brows together he read it carefully studied it and the room around him. Smiling he noticed that the map led him to a secret room.
Looking around he noticed the faint outline of a crack around the fireplace, he walked over to it and tried to push it open, but failed. He then tried pulling on it, once again his attempt failed. Giving an exasperated sigh he leaned his arms on the top of the fireplace. His stomach jumped up into his throat as his hand pressed down on a stone and the fireplace swung around. It stopped on the other side and Harry found himself in a dark passageway. Dusting himself off he clutched the map tightly in his hands.
Cleaning off his glasses he could see the passageway better. It wasn't very long, and had a small door at the end of it. Walking towards the small door, Harry looked back and noticed the way he had came in was turning again. Squinting into the darkness his hand groped for the handle of the small door. He felt it and placed his hand around it, pulling on it the door swung open, and dust came out after it.
Coughing he crawled through the small hole, once he was on his feet again he noticed that torches were lit around the small room he was in. This room was had a warmer feeling to it. I had one desk in it against a wall an old couch and a few chairs. The center of the room held speakers, and instruments. There was an electric guitar that was all black sitting in its holder. To its right there was a bass, it was a dark blood red and set in its holder also. Behind both of them there was a drum set, which was black and had flames along its edges.
Curious Harry looked around the room, on the desk lay endless piles of notes or poems. Empty bottles of ink and broken quills also lay scattered along the desk. He noticed pictures hanging on the walls some were framed others just tacked up.
Most of the pictures were of his father, Sirius, and Lupin all three playing their respective instruments. Lupin playing the drums, Sirius on the bass, and his father playing guitar and singing. Most of the pictures were taken in the room he now stood in.
He even noticed his mother in a few pictures, and some other girls he didn't quite know. A tear escaped his eye as he looked at a framed picture of Lupin, Sirius, and his father playing in the Great Hall, along with his mother who was standing in a crowd of people smiling, his father looking right back at her.
Another picture was of James and Lily, he was trying to teach her how to play the guitar. He was laughing every few seconds and his mother gave him a pout, then both would start laughing and start over. Engraved in the frame was 'The Potters', Harry smiled and sat down on the couch.
He never knew that his father was in a band, let alone played guitar. Placing the map into his pocket he glanced at his watch, to his surprise he found that he had been in there for almost an hour. He made his way towards the small door and gave the room one last glance before leaving.
~*~
He walked silently down the stairs, and heard the first sign of someone being there. Not wanting to intrude he leaned his ear against the door, even if you could still hear them without it. He noticed that it was Hermione and Ron fighting again, more interested he stopped his thoughts and listened to the conversation.
"Don't you get it Ron, we're OVER!! You cheated on me." Hermione said glaring at him.
"Well if you weren't so wrapped up in Harry's well being, maybe you would have noticed that I was your boyfriend!" He yelled back.
"I did notice, but your the one who started making my decisions for me, and didn't want to do anything but snog! MAYBE I WOULDN'T HAVE IGNORED YOU!!" She finished breathing hard.
"WELL, THAT'S REALLY ALL YOU EVER DO, IS WORRY ABOUT HARRY OR STUDY. YOUR A NO GOOD BOOKWORM!!!" He screamed in her face, finishing his sentence coldly.
Tears formed in Hermione's eyes and she ran towards the door shoving Ron as she went. When the door opened Harry had caught Hermione before she could go any further. She struggled to get away but Harry held her firmly in place. He looked up and glared at Ron, Hermione had stopped moving figuring that he wasn't going to let go anytime soon.
She was now crying into his chest, while he stroked her back and whispered in her ear. "Shh...it's alright Hermione, everythings okay."
He looked back up at Ron who was leaning against a chair rolling his eyes. "ARE YOU GONNA CRY ALL THE TIME MUDBLOOD!!" He yelled glaring.
It was the last straw for Harry he let go of Hermione and moved her aside. He clenched his fists at his sides and started towards Ron. He could feel his heart pounding in his head and his vision was blurred with red. Ron looked absolutely horrified as Harry stopped in front of him.
Harry put all he could into the punch he threw at Ron, which hit him square in the gut. Ron flew a good five feet back and went through a wall. Harry could feel his insides burning, and a pain surged through his entire body. "DON'T YOU EVER, EVER CALL HER THAT AGAIN. IN FACT DON'T TALK TO HER AT ALL. LEAVE HER ALONE YOU STUPID PRAT!! AND GO HOME!!" Harry screamed falling to his knees, Lupin and Tonks must have heard because they rushed into the room.
Tonks eyes widened as she saw Hermione who was curled up into a ball laying in the hallway crying. Lupin looked at Harry with his mouth open. "Dear God." He said running over to Ron, who was moaning in pain. Tonks placed a hand on Harrys' shoulder and turned him around to face her. "What happened here Harry?"
Harry however didn't answer her, he shook his head and stood up. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw shut. "Ron, he insulted Hermione." With that said Harry walked out of the room and to Hermione. He picked her up and carried her back up the stairs.
When they reached his room, her sobs had died down some and she was clinging on to his neck for dear life. Harry layed her down on his bed and layed beside her on his back. She was almost on top of him as she cried, she fell asleep not long after. Harry who wasn't really tired before quickly fell asleep after her, what ever had happend before had worn him out.
~*~
Harry awoke to find Hermione still asleep on his chest only she was thrashing, and mumbling in her sleep. After avoiding being hit in the face he hovered over her and picked her up. He held her tight in his arms, and gasped when he felt how warm she actually was. She was also sweating and it looked as if she was crying in her sleep also.
Pulling her closer to him, he started stroking her back, his mind racing the whole while. He hoped she would calm down soon, and he was right the mumbling was down to a bare whisper that only came every few minutes. She had also stopped thrashing and now was sitting in his arms almost silently.
Her fever however was still there,a worried frown came over his face as she let out a small whimper. He tried waking her up by whispering to her, but after that failed he tried talking and yelling. Nothing he had done worked though.
His eyes darted around the room at a fast pace, and her whimpers came more often. He tried shaking her gently, still talking to her, she didn't wake up. He was getting more worried by the minute because he didn't know what was wrong with her.
"C'mon 'Mione wake up....please wake up." He said rocking her gently as her head rested on his shoulder. He kissed her forehead gently, and hugged her, wishing everything that was happening to her would just stop.
"Harry..." He looked at her with a shocked expression to find that she was talking in her sleep. There was a frown on her face and she looked stressed,"NO! Leave Harry alone...please...just leave him alone." She said and gave another small cry.
His eyes widened in surprise, but quickly returned to normal as he noticed her start moving in his lap. "Hermione....please Hermione wake up." He whispered holding her tighter.
"NO!" She screamed tears freely falling down her face,"Don't hurt him..." Her fists were closed at her sides and her breathing became irregular.
Desperate Harry reached for her hand, her hand closed tighter as he touched it. He wouldn't stop though he grabbed it and rubbed his thumb over her hand while whispering in her ear,"Its just me Hermione, please, it's Harry."
He watched as her hand slowly opened and quickly he slid his hand in hers. Her hand closed around his and he smiled. Now only if he could get her to wake up.
Everytime something would happen he would give her hand a comforting squeeze and she would stop not long after. He waited and thirty minutes later as he leaned back against the headboard with his eyes closed he heard her speak to him again.
"Harry?" She asked.
He gave her hand a sqeeze and opened his eyes. He found brown pools staring right back at him confusion clearly written on her face.
"H-Hermione, your awake." He said smiling and pulling her in for a hug.
She didn't react at first but then put her arms around his neck. He inhaled her scent which smelled of roses, and drank in her beauty that was purely Hermione. He noticed that she was crying softly as well, so he pulled back,"Hermione, what's wrong?"
"I-I thought that..that you were dead." Hermione stammered through sobs,"He attacked you, and he killed you infront of me, and then he tortured me. Harry, it was awful." She said breaking down once again and hugging him.
"It's okay Hermione. I'm still here, and as far as I can tell i'm still alive." He said placing a gentle kiss upon her head.
"How can people be so cruel Harry?" She asked pulling back and looking him in the eyes.
He stared at her for a moment caught off guard from her beauty, but quickly recovered,"I don't know 'Mione, I really don't know."
"So...umm...I guess you know what happened between me an Ron yesterday." She said more as a statement than a question.
Harry's eyes flashed as she mentioned their red headed friend,"Yeah, I did. Hermione....I don't like what he said to you, he didn't seem like the Ron we knew at all."
"I know." Hermione said laying her head on his chest as he gently rubbed her back.
A knock sounded at the door and Harry reluctantly got up from Hermione and walked over to the door. When he opened the door he was met with the worried face of Professor Lupin. "Oh good Harry, your awake." He said then noticed Hermione sitting on the bed,"Could I..umm....speak with you about...yesterday. In private."
Harry looked back at Hermione who nodded, sighing he turned back to Lupin. "I guess."
"Okay, good. Follow me." Lupin said patting him on the back and walking out the door. Harry gave Hermione one last small smile and walked out the door.
They continued down the hall until they came to a room Harry never recognized before. Lupin opened the door and motioned for Harry to enter. As he entered he noticed there was a bed and a few chairs and a lot of books. Lupin took a seat in one of the chairs and Harry did too.
"Harry..." He began, "I wanted to know what happened between you and Ron yesterday. Ron wouldn't tell us anything after he woke up, just that you had turned physco." Lupind finished smirking.
Harry ran his hands through his hair and noticed that it was black again, he sighed and began to tell Lupin the whole story.
By the time he had finished Lupins jaw was almost touching the floor,"Harry, you knocked him through a bloody wall!" He exclaimed,"How on earth did you ever manage that?"
"I don't know." Harry replied honestly,"I was just so mad, so I attacked. Afterwards it hurt really bad like my insides were on fire, and I was completely exhausted."
Lupin leaned back into the chair and worried look on his face,"How's Hermione doing?"
"I think she's doing better." Harry sighed,"I don't know though she keeps having nightmares. Like one of me getting struck by lightening, not knowing that it ever really happened. This morning it was way worse. She said that I was killed in front of her and then she was tortured. If you could of only seen her thrashing around in her bed...and she wouldn't wake up...it just...it scared me." He said looking up to meet Lupins' gaze.
Lupin gave him a small smile and his eyes flickered with something that Harry thought was amusement.
"You know you two remind me so much of James and Lily. He was always worried about her, when she had a bad dream, and always got angry when someone upset her."
Harry blushed, and turned his gaze to the floor when he remembered something," Remus, did you ever play the drums?"
He looked shocked for a second, but anwsered,"Why yes Harry, I believe I did. How did you know?"
"I found a map in one of Sirius's books, and it led me to this room be-"
"Behind the fireplace and through a dark passage way." Remus finished for him, and stood up,"We used to practice there over the summer or on holidays, and play for the girls. We even got to play at the Valentines Day ball. Dumbledore thought it was a grand idea, and what fun it was..." He trailed off looking at Harry.
"You know I bet you could learn how to play the guitar if you wanted to, your Dad had an easy time with it, he even wrote the book I presume you found the map in. He also wrote all of the poems you would find on that desk, and boy...could he sing." He said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Really?" Harry asked.
"You bet. I think that's what Lily really liked about him in the first place, was his voice and his lyrics he wrote." He said giving a small chuckle.
Harry gave him a weak smile and looked towards the door. Lupin must have noticed because he gave Harry a big grin,"You can go back up to your room Harry and take care of Miss Granger, but make sure you don't let your emotions take control again. I don't know how your new found abilities work."
Harry gave him and simple nod and was out the door before Lupin could give him a second glance.
~*~
When he arrived back to his room he found Hermione sitting in his bed looking out the window with the blanket around her shoulders. He cleared his throat knocking Hermione out of her thoughts,"Hey Harry."
"Are you sure your okay 'Mione?" He asked sitting down beside her.
"Yes." She said leaning her head on his shoulder, and giving him a quick smile. They sat in silence for awhile just looking around the room, and stealing glances at the other.
"Harry?"
"Yeah." He responded.
"How did you...how did you manage to knock Ron through a wall?" She asked looking worried.
He sighed,"To be honest Hermione, I really don't know. I guess I was just mad and...I couldn't just let him do that to you, He was being a prat Hermione. You don't deserve what he did to you, no one does."
Hermione gave him a big grin and hugged him, she followed it by kissing him on the cheek,"Thank you Harry, for standing up for me."
Harry smiled and hugged her back. "No problem 'Mione. I'd do it anytime."
She smiled at him and looked back towards the window. Harry found himself trying to memorize every little detail about her. The way her hair fell around her face, the way her eyes shined when she was happy. How her figure was just perfect, or how her smile made his heart feel warm, and happy.
He sighed quietly to himself, she would never be his, she was far to graceful and perfect for him. Plus he could never bring himself to tell her how he really felt, hell he couldn't really even admitt it to himself. She probably didn't even have any feelings for him besides friendship, he would always be 'just Harry' to her.
Harry looked up when Hermione stood up.(A/N: I swear I didn't mean for that to rhyme...sorta sounds...freaky....O.o) She smiled at him before reaching down to hug him,"I'm gonna go take a shower,and change, okay?"
"Yeah, I think I need one too." He said smiling at her, she smiled back and waved to him as she walked out the door.
~*~
Harry sat in the room that his father had practiced in. Leaning back into the couch he read further into the book. His father had explained all of the cords simple enough. The way he worded it, the biggest idiot in the world could have learned how to play. Picking up the guitar he glanced back at the book once more, he started playing a few cords, and started memorizing them also. The more he played them the more he liked the idea of playing the guitar like his father.
Placing the guitar down on the seat beside him he picked up the book and began to read again. As if words weren't enough there were also enchanted pictures in the book showing the finger placement and how to switch from cord to cord. Harry absorbed the information, he sorta thought that this was the way Hermione felt everytime she learned something new.
Smiling to himself as he thought of Hermione he picked up the guitar once more. Switching cords came to him easy enough, and the sound it emitted was just....beautiful. It made all of his thoughts leave his head. The only thing that really sunk in was the sound coming from what he had played.
Strumming the cords lightly he felt as if the guitar had a mind of it's own. They vibrated and hummed as he touched them. Playing the guitar really was a way to get all his frustrations out. No matter what emotion it was it seemed like the cords he played fitted them perfectly.
He was lost in the book when he heard a strange 'thump', he looked up to see Lupin sitting on the drums. Lupin smiled at him and started banging the drums and symbols. The melody it made was unbelievable, Remus just smiled as he pounded away. His eyes held a happiness Harry had never seen before. He looked truely....happy, like nothing mattered in the world, and if it did, it wasn't bothering him.
After a few minutes Lupin stopped and looked at Harry, "Haven't done that in awhile."
"That was amazing!" Harry exclaimed standing up,"Wait, how long have you been in here?"
"A few minutes, you didn't notice when I walked in I guess you were just...caught up in the book."
Harry smiled and nodded, checking his watch his mouth dropped. He had been in there for almost four hours. "Uhh...yeah I also came to tell you that Mrs. Weasley said dinner was ready."
He nodded and placed the guitar back in it's holder and walked out through the small hole Lupin following close behind. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had came earlier that day after Harry and Hermione had showered. Tonks had informed them of what had happened, and Mr. Weasley came,said hi, and pulled Ron out by the collar. Mrs. Weasley had stayed to make sure Hermione was okay, and to apologize on behalf of Ron.
Ginny had arrived with Fred and George an hour later. Ginny and Hermione had been in Hermione's room the whole time since then. Fred and George chatted to Harry about how their joke shop was going, and thanked him again for his investment, before leaving to attend to some business.
He stepped into the kitchen and looked around the room. Ginny and Hermione sat at the table whispering to each other. While Mrs. Weasley was placing food on the table. Tonks sat on the other side of Ginny and was reading a paper.
Lupin walked past him and sat down in front of Tonks. It was then he noticed a cloaked figure sitting in the corner of the room. He seemed to be sleeping, with his hood over his head and his head pointing towards the ground. He rubbed his eyes and yawned as Molly Weasley shook him. "It's time to eat," She whispered before walking back to the table.
The man got up and sat beside Lupin. "How are you doing Remus?" He asked taking his hood off.
"Fine." He replied smiling.
It was Harrys real first glimpse of the man when he turned to look at Harry who stood in the doorway. He had deep green eyes, almost like Harry's but they were more dim. Sharp cheekbones, and was very pale. His hair was blonde and short which was also curly and slicked back. It sort of resembled Draco's hair but not as straight. The man was skinny but looked real fit. He looked to be about twenty or twenty-one.
"Don't worry Harry I'm not here to hurt anyone, you can have a seat." He said giving him a warm smile
Harry looked at him for a moment before walking over to the table and taking a seat beside him. The man still had a smile on his face as he held out his hand towards Harry. "Names Drake, Drake Summers." (BIG A/N: Yes his last name is Summers....and for you people who watch Buffy he is a made up character from one of my Buffy stories!!)
"Harry Potter." He answered shaking the man's hand.
Drake let go of Harry's hand and looked towards Ginny and Hermione, who were giggling. "Girls..." He muttered under his breath with a grin on his face. Harry smiled at him and looked over to Hermione and Ginny who seemed to be in deep conversation.
Harry didn't realize he was staring at Hermione until Drake tapped him on the shoulder. "You like her?" He whispered to Harry.
Harry's eyes widened, was he that obvious? "Umm...I-er.." Drake gave a small laugh and patted him on the back,"Don't worry about it, I know from experience it's hard to tell."
Harry relaxed after his comment and looked at the food had been placed on the table. Drake seemed to read someone's thoughts before they even knew that they were going to think them, it was weird, but what wasn't in the life of Harry Potter.
Grabbing some chicken and some potatoes and placing them on his plate he began to eat. Dinner was quiet for the most part everyone just seemed content with eating. Drake was the first to finish his dinner and said he would be leaving in a few minutes. After everyone was done they bid farewell to Drake. Lupin tapped Harry on the shoulder and while Hermione and Ginny walked up the stairs whispered to him, "I need to speak with you...about your..umm...new found power."
"Uh..okay."
Lupin walked up the stairs and to the same room that they had talked in earlier that day. Remus took a book out of the shelf and walked over to Harry,"The man you just met Harry, could tell you more than I ever could about your power. Luckily we new of him and he was in the area. Drake himself having....well special powers we'll say....has learned to control them, and if we can figure out exactly what new powers you have, it we help us in teaching you to control them."
Harry nodded.
"Now we know you have some kind of super human strength, which is why Ron sailed through that wall when you punched him. So far, we know that you powers then were triggered by and emotion, that emotion was hate. If we studied this more with your help of course. Then we might be able to keep those outbursts from happening, and we may find out what other emotions trigger you powers, if you have any more." Lupin said sitting down on the arm of a chair.
"Professor, do you know what could have caused me to have...umm...powers!?" He asked clasping his hands together and looking up from the floor.
"Drake has and idea, mind you the boy is a bit....how does Ron say it....nutters, but he is far more wise than most people his age. He might even rival the knowledge of Dumbledore." Remus said smiling at Harry," When we know for sure Harry we will let you know."
"Okay," Harry said yawning.
"You better get some rest Harry. Drake will be here tomorrow morning around eight to get you started with your tests."
"Tests?" Harry asked his eyes widening.
"Yes, he will be giving you physical and mental tests to see how they affect your power or powers, and to find out if you have anymore powers."
"Well, goodnight Moony."
"G'night Harry."
~*~
Harry walked into his room and stretched. He walked over to his closet of clothes and grabbed a pair of silk boxers to wear to bed. He changed into them and put his dirty clothes in a basket. Sighing to himself about tomorrow he climbed into his bed ans started to drift off into sleep.
A knock on the door woke him up though. Quickly making his way across the room he opened the door. Hermione stood there looking at the ground in her white nightgown that hung around her feet,"Hermione, are you alright?"
"...It was another, another dream." She said throwing herself into his arms, and starting to cry. Harry felt bad for her, she kept having these dreams of him dieing. It reminded him of...him, when he had dreams of everyone dieing. He pulled her close and let her cry on his chest.
"Oh, Harry it was awful, it was the same dream I had before, but you escaped, and you came back for me and the others. He caught you again....and he killed you, and everyone else in the room. I was the only one left, he was coming towards me when Ginny woke me up."
"It's okay Hermione, I'm still here. Nothing has happened to me. Everything will be okay." He said rubbing her back gently, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight? I mean it might help." He said looking her in the eyes.
"Could I?" She asked smiling, and wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Always." He replied, then picked her up placing one arm under her knees and one under her shoulders, and carried her over to his bed.
"Harry Potter, put me down." She said surprised by his sudden action.
"Okay." He answered dropping her onto his bed, and then laying down beside her.
She rolled her eyes and pulled the blanket over herself. Harry laughed and pulled her to him. She screamed when he did this,but quit a second after and layed her head down on his chest. Harry kept laughing to himself silently. He was the luckest man in the world at the moment, because in his arms layed the most beautiful, intelligent, and caring woman that ever walked the earth.
He sighed in contentment and brushed a stray hair from her face admiring her beauty even in the dark. She yawned and tilted her head up, she then gave him a small kiss on the cheek,"Thank you Harry, and goodnight."
"No problem 'Mione, goodnight." He replied closing his eyes.
~*~
The sun rose over the horizon, light fluttered into the room. Candles were magically blown out by an invisible gust of wind. Light from the sun reached the bed, two figures lay asleep soundly in each others arms.
Harry Potter awoke as the sun reached his eyes. He let out a content sigh as he noticed the sleeping angel in his arms. He was the happiest he had been since Ron had left, even if she wasn't his, right now she was with him, and to him that's all that mattered.
Gently he traced her lips with his finger, and then cupped her cheek rubbing it with his thumb. The feel of her soft skin under his fingers was driving him nuts. He smiled and tucked some loose strands of her hair behind her ears, and gently placed a sweet kiss on her forehead. He let his lips linger for a moment before pulling away from her.
After a few more minutes he slipped out from under her and grabbed some clothes, he gave her one last longing glance before he retreated to the bathroom.
~*~
Harry came out of the bathroom wiping his mouth with his towel, and carrying his dirty laundry and his toothbrush. Placing his toothbrush in his trunk and his clothes in the basket he ran his hand over his hair trying to get it stick down. His attempt failed and he sighed, until he heard someone cough.
He looked up to see Hermione sitting on his bed with a smile on her face. He smirked at her and walked over to the bed.
"Good morning to you too Miss Granger." He said sitting down beside her.
She let out a giggle and pulled her knees up to her chest. "Sorry." She whispered to him, he almost didn't hear her.almost."
"It's okay 'Mione," Harry said leaning over and hugging her. She started laughing when they both fell onto the bed. Her laughter only got louder as Harry began to tickle her,"HARRY JAMES POTTER! STOP IT!" She said between laughs.
Harry smirked at her and stopped tickling her, she stared at him above her as she tried to catch her breath. His breath caught in his throat, she was glowing (a/n:to him atleast). Light shown in her eyes, as soon as he made contact with them he was lost.
His head was clouded by wonderful thoughts that he knew only Hermione could give him. He ran his fingers down the side of her face making her shiver under his touch. Never breaking eye contact with her he closed the small gap between their lips.
His lips came crashing down on hers in a sweet yet passionate kiss. Fireworks went off in his head and all he could see and feel was Hermione. He felt his knees go weak and if he hadn't been laying on his bed he might have fallen right there.
He brought his hands down to her waste and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him closer kissing him with just as much passion as he had started the kiss with. After what seemed like hours and ended up only being minutes they broke apart.
Trying to catch his breath Harry still had his eyes closed and his forehead gently resting on Hermione's. He was afraid of what her reaction would be, he really hadn't even ment to kiss her. It just happened, and he couldn't stop it.
Slowly he opened his eyes and pulled away from her until he was off the bed and looking at her,"I-I'm sorry...I didn't mean to.to kiss you." He said the last part almost silently to himself, but it was still loud enough for her to hear him.
Hermione had sat up and started to say something when there was a knock on the door. Harry broke his gaze from her and walked over to the door. Outside stood Drake Summers he seemed to be looking at the ground when Harry opened the door.
"It's time, for your tests Harry," He said looking up, and smirked when he saw Hermione sitting on the bed with a confused look on her face.
"Umm...okay. Do I need anything?" He asked.
"Nope, but Hermione," He said looking past Harry,"Remus needs to speak with you."
Drake smiled and walked away Harry following behind him, he didn't give Hermione a second glance to afraid of what she was thinking.
~*~
Hermione knocked on Lupins door, when he opened it he smiled at her,"Please come in Hermione."
Hermione walked in silently and waited for Lupin to shut the door.
"From what Drake has said I can guess that you know Harry is to take some tests this morning."
Hermione nodded still not saying anything.
"These tests are to find out what causes his 'power' and what other 'powers' he may have." Lupin said putting his hands in his robe pockets.
"They will be physical and mental tests, and you are welcome to watch him with us, because we know he's your best friend, and you worry about him. He won't know that we're watching him, and he'll answer questions and respond to things that matter most."
"Thank you." Hermione said quietly.
"Well, shall we go then?"
She nodded and followed him out of the room and up the stairs. Lupin tapped his wand against the wall beside a door and another door popped up right beside it. Lupin opened it and walked inside. Tonks, Moody, and Mr. Weasley were sitting in a half circle and they were looking towards a blank wall.
Hermione took a seat next to Lupin, as they small group greeted her. She was surprised when a picture of Harry and Drake started moving on the blank wall. It was just like a movie, she could even hear them talking.
She had a feeling that it was going to be one long day...
~*~
Drake led Harry to a room. It was all white and empty, there weren't even any windows. Just completely white. Drake turned to Harry and took off his cloak, he hung it on a white hook on the wall.
"First Harry. I know that you must have some kind of super human strength, so we will work on that first, okay?"
"Sure." Harry replied staring blankly at Drake.
"Okay then when you ready, I'm gonna play an image in your mind, and when you feel what you felt when you knocked you friend through that wall, I want you to hit me as if I was him."
Harry raised his eyebrows but nodded. Drake started muttering something that Harry didn't understand and made a weird movement with his hands, the next thing Harry knew was he was standing in the doorway holding Hermione again.
After Ron had spoke Harry felt the same rage he had a few days before. He took off stalking towards Ron, when suddenly the image disappeared and it was Drake he was moving towards and not Ron, but he couldn't stop himself the image kept playing over in the back of his mind and his vision once again turned red.
Pulling his fist back he used every ounce of strength he had and through his fist a Drake. Drake was to fast though and caught his hand, but still it had knocked Drake back atleast two feet. Harry felt a familiar surge of pain and fell to his knees again feeling tired.
He hung his head and took a few deep breaths. He then raised his head to look at Drake, Drake was smiling and walked over to help Harry up,"Great job!." He exclaimed, "We can add anger to the list of emotions."
Harry stood there for a moment before Drake spoke up again,"Now we will see how much strength you actually have at the moment." A giant boulder appeared out of no where into the middle of the room.
"I want you to lift this boulder Harry."
"You have got to be kidding me." Harry said tapping the rock.
"Nope, I kid you not."
Harry looked at him, but then turned his attention back to the boulder.
"Now I just want you to think of what happened that day that you used you power and I want you to lift it okay."
Harry nodded and started playing the memory over and over in his mind and before he knew what was happening he placed his hands under the boulder and lifted. He could feel like electricity was around him as he lifted the boulder giving him strength. He then dropped the boulder and fell backwards. He swore he could heaer Drake say,"Bloody Hell,"Before he passed out.
~*~
Hermione watched as Harry punched Drake, she was amazed that Drake didn't fly back and into the wall, but was even more surprised that he had caught Harry's fist. She almost jumped out of her seat as Harry dropped to his knees, but Lupin held her back,"He's fine."
Hermione sat back in her seat though she was still worried. The kiss that they had shared that morning was still fresh in her mind, and she really wanted to talk to Harry about it, she needed to know how he felt.
She came back to reality whe she saw Harry place his hands under the large boulder. She almost fell out of her seat when she saw him start to lift it. That wasn't all though. There was small electric bolts flying around him. His eyes even flashed to a yellow color before he sat the boulder back down.
She let out a small scream when he fell back and passed out. Immediately a door appeared and Lupin rushed through it with Hermione and the others close behind.
Hermione ran past Lupin and dropped to her knees beside Harry. Drake was sitting on the ground with a shocked expression on his face.
"Is he alright?" Hermione asked frantically.
"He should be," Drake answered standing up.
"What do you mean should be? Why did he pass out in the first place?" She said harshly.
"Exactly what I said, and he just used a lot of energy lifting up the boulder, I didn't expect him to use a second energy source to lift the thing up." His said making it disappear with a wave of his hand.
"Huh?" Lupin asked now looking at Drake.
Hermione ran her fingers over Harry's head. He was burning up. She pushed the hair back out of his eyes and grabbed his hand as he layed motionless on the floor.
"He could have lifted it up himself, but I think his anger made him use a second resource of energy, and instead of using a physical strength he used a magical strength that powered him up, but it also took a lot of his energy, so he passed out from lack of energy, and nothing else."
By the time he had finished everyone in the room except for Harry was looking at him with a confused expression.
"I'll explain later." He said walking over to Hermione,"Give me your hand." He said sitting down beside her.
She furrowed her brows together confused but gave her his hand anyways. He placed her hand over Harry's chest,"Hold it there okay."
She nodded and Drake stood up. She was suddenly hit with a wave of images. It was Harry and he was walking towards Ron. She could feel the rage and the anger that Harry held as he pulled his hand back to punch Ron.
The images stopped and Hermione looked down at her hand. Little electric blots surrounded it and she could feel Harry's heartbeat under her palm. She closed her eyes as she felt herself get dizzy. She opened them when she felt a hand on hers.
She found Harry staring back at her, his hand resting over hers.
~*~
Once the blackness had disappeared Harry found himself in a small black room. Images were playing on each wall. He spun around, looking at them all, his parents dieing, Sirius falling through the veil, Cedric getting killed, and images of everyone he cared about dieing. He fell to his knees and shook his head trying to get all the thoughts out.
He felt cold and empty on the inside as he heard laughter, crying, and screaming. He covered his ears and closed his eyes. He hated all of the thoughts and the voices, they were tearing him apart, and it was killing him.
Suddenly he felt a sudden rush of warm energy flow through him from his heart. He opened his eyes, and saw and image of Hermione. He tried to grab her and when she closed her eyes, but was hit by a wave of his own images of hitting Ron. His eyes opened before Hermione's and he still held so much anger towards what Ron had said to her and anger towards Voldemort for killing the people he loved.
He felt a tingling sensation in his hands and it spreaded through out his body. He closed his eyes as a wave of dizzyness hit him. When he opened them he saw Hermione above him with her eyes still closed. He placed his hand on hers and immediately th electricity stopped and turned into smoke that floated around their hands.
"Hermione?" He asked puzzled.
She through herself down on top of him and hugged him to her," Your alright!" She exlcaimed.
Harry wrapped his arms around her waste and sat up, " Yeah." He answered hugging her.
"It's nice to have you back with us Mr. Potter," Drake said walking back over to him,"I think we should save your training for tomorrow okay. Right now you need to eat and sleep to save up your energy, and we'll start again tomorrow morning."
Harry still confused only nodded as Hermione and Lupin helped him up. Drake gave him a lopsided grin before walking towards the door," You have great power in you Harry Potter," he yelled over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.
Harry stared at Drake's retreating form as he walked down the hall way and down the stairs, he seemed to be singing to himself. He shook his head to clear his thoughts as he walked out of the room, Lupin was right he was nutters.
Lupin and Hermione helped him back down to his room, and Lupin told him that he would prepare some breakfast and send it up so that Harry could get some rest. After he left Hermione still stayed in the room sitting on the edge of his bed.
"H-Harry," she began looking up at him nervously,"We need to talk."
~*~
Hey that was a pretty long chappy, and it took forever, i had stupid writers blcok so most probably didn't make sense, that and all those stupid tests. Highschool is a pain in the @$$!! Anyways again if you have any questions i'll answer them, like my teachers say,"your not stupid for asking a question, you stupid if you don't." Haha...i'm the latter!
Enough of boring you people...the idea for his powers I got from....myself, tho I may end up using some stuff off FLCL....or Fooly Cooly, which is a Anime. I'm a freak....for anything that has to do with elements, and such, or energy that can be transferred into a physical or mental assualt....haha, suggestions for the story are always welcome...and I have got to stop drinking Pepsi at the hour in the morning....