ICE WING
Yes New Chapter is up! Wow I couldn't believe I could write so much. Aye. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and have fun reading!
OMG! I forgot the disclaimer!!!!!! Okay well here it goes.. * weird voice * I don't own any of this, because if I did, I will probably ruin it, and J.K Rowling wouldn't be richer than the Queen. If you want to sue me, you get NOTHING cause all I have, I will have already donated away- yes even the clothe on my back so :-P.
It was the beginning of August and there was only one word you could describe it- fried eggs, the ones you where you drop into the pan and just wait for it to black.
Selena disgruntled took out another handkerchief and tried to wipe the sweat off, only it seemed like she was a water tank with millions of holes leaking.
"Hot?" John asked lazily lying on the hot white sand of the beach.
"Well I don't have special powers which allow me to control heat, so put a sock in it won't you?" She snapped, cranky at the heat.
He merely smiled and looked at her with his half-closed violet eyes. "Why don't we go into the water? It's nice and cool in the ocean. Besides you look like your hair's on fire too."
No matter how cranky she might be, she couldn't ever stay angry with Pyro for long. It was just way things were. "Okay, lets." Grabbing his hand, they ran into the water and laughed for the first time in a very long time, as just children of the sea.
~~~~~~~~~ Hogwarts~~~~~~~~~~~~
McGonagall stood near the window looking outside at the green grass but foggy day. Rain season never seems to stop in England. Ever.
" Is there anything interesting about the grass and fog today, Minerva?"
McGonagall's attentions snapped away from the window, "What?"
Snape smirked, "Why Minerva, I would never think to have cut you ever by surprise."
"Stop your smirking Severus, you know how this whole agent thing is worrying most of the teachers of this school. Aren't you worried?"
"Worried isn't the word for it Minerva, annoyance is more like it. Although I trust Dumbledore, I'm afraid this time, he is really out of his rockers."
McGonagall looked back outside the window, "The most logical person is always the most different."
* In the library *
"Remus, I'm surprised to see you here, hasn't Dumbledore given you an assignment to do?" asked Arthur Weasley who trotted into the library.
Remus looked surprised to see the Head of Misuse of Magic here too. "Yes, well this is my assignment, and you?"
Ginning Arthur replied, "Well old chap, I guess we are together of this. Say is this about the agents coming here?"
"Yes! As a matter of fact, the Headmaster wanted to me to take of a certain protection spell that has been placed on Hogwarts since the early 1920s." "What is that?"
Frowning Lupin replied, "He asked me to take off the spell which doesn't allow people in Hogwarts to use Muggle Technology."
At this Arthur's eyes brightened up immediately. He was like a child who has just been told that he gets to kiss Marilyn Monroe. "So we could have little battery things here, and those rubber chickens!"
"Umm.. I don't think rubber chickens are electric Arthur."
"Oh. well there's those moving picture screens!"
~~~~~~~~~~ In Canada ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She woke up with arms surrounding her waist, his body pressed closed to her. This is how she wanted to be. Forever. She took her free arms and touched the soft strands of his hair, many shades of blonde they were but as silky as ever.
Slowly his eyes opened and they stared deeply into her emerald ones. She nuzzled the curve of his neck, burying herself in his warmness.
"You know that we're leaving today right?"
".Shit."
* Max *
This music was blaring through the boom box while Max packed the last of his things. Sighing he looked around the room which was now full of black suitcases, checking to see if he has left anything out.
"NO! I almost forgot about you!" He said to the poster, which was enshrined with paperclips and pins. He reverently took down the poster of Shania Twain placing it respectfully into his suitcase.
"There, I think I got everything now.."
* Laura *
"Grandma, I'm not a little kid, I can take care of myself! Really!" Laura moaned as her grandmother packed her another bag of 'kosher' food.
The old lady tisked as she went through Laura's stuff again. "No, I'm am not letting you go until I'm satisfied with everything you packed."
"I'm not ten years old, I'm twenty-one, old enough to take care of myself now. Please grandma, I'll be fine."
"Did you take the bible? The Hebrew one?" Her grandmother gave her another worried look.
"Yes, I'll be fine." Laura said as she gave her grandmother a big hug. On the outside she maybe the tough girl with spikes but with her grandma she gave all her love too.
"And remember, you are Jewish and you are proud of your heritage. Never be ashamed." Her grandmother said smoothing her hair.
"Yes Puu."
They lugged her suitcases out into her white truck. From behind the mosquito screen, her grandmother watched until Laura became only a speck in the horizon. Then she went and cried.
* Melissa *
She combed her long black hair once more, reaching the stroke 100. Looking into her dresser mirror, the delicate looking Asian stared at her reflection. She turned when she heard a knock by her door. It was father.
"Melissa, the cab is coming soon. Are you ready with your luggage?"
"Yes Papa, I was ready for a hour already."
"Good.. Melissa?"
"Yes?"
"Be careful, London isn't save anymore, be sure to watch your back and caution of everything."
"Yes father."
Her father looked at her attempting to smile. This was his only daughter, how tall she has grown, and how brave she is going against something like that. She was his pride and treasure and now she is leaving to go to a whole new world.
Just then the doorbell rang signaling the taxi was here.
"Goodbye little one."
"Goodbye father."
Without turning back she walked into the cab with her luggage. He closed the door before the cab started away. He couldn't bear to watch, so he watched the momentous clock with signaled each passing minute.
* At the Airport *
Max dropped his half a dozen bags and sat on the airport bench heavily. Laura followed the suit. Selena dropped to the floor beside Pyro, while Melissa sat quietly beside them.
Everyone seemed disturbingly quiet as they waited to be called on board. "So how was the farewells?" asked Selena who know that this was what bothered them.
"Didn't have anyone to say it to, but left my dog with the neighbors, should be okay. old mutt." Grinned Max looking as energetic as ever.
"Well at least you only had to say goodbye to a mutt, I had to go through third degree before I was allowed to go. Grandma worries way too much." Laura grumbled eating a Snickers bar.
Pyro smiled sadly, "Yes goodbyes are horrible. I hate saying them."
They all turned surprised when the quiet Melissa said, "Yet, isn't it with goodbyes that brings greetings and a new journey in life?"
"Whoa.. Philosophical. Ow!"
"Brainless worm." Muttered Laura.
They lapsed into silence waiting for the plane, each in their own thoughts about life and leaving."
Reviewing won't take you 'that' long.. Please?
Yes New Chapter is up! Wow I couldn't believe I could write so much. Aye. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and have fun reading!
OMG! I forgot the disclaimer!!!!!! Okay well here it goes.. * weird voice * I don't own any of this, because if I did, I will probably ruin it, and J.K Rowling wouldn't be richer than the Queen. If you want to sue me, you get NOTHING cause all I have, I will have already donated away- yes even the clothe on my back so :-P.
It was the beginning of August and there was only one word you could describe it- fried eggs, the ones you where you drop into the pan and just wait for it to black.
Selena disgruntled took out another handkerchief and tried to wipe the sweat off, only it seemed like she was a water tank with millions of holes leaking.
"Hot?" John asked lazily lying on the hot white sand of the beach.
"Well I don't have special powers which allow me to control heat, so put a sock in it won't you?" She snapped, cranky at the heat.
He merely smiled and looked at her with his half-closed violet eyes. "Why don't we go into the water? It's nice and cool in the ocean. Besides you look like your hair's on fire too."
No matter how cranky she might be, she couldn't ever stay angry with Pyro for long. It was just way things were. "Okay, lets." Grabbing his hand, they ran into the water and laughed for the first time in a very long time, as just children of the sea.
~~~~~~~~~ Hogwarts~~~~~~~~~~~~
McGonagall stood near the window looking outside at the green grass but foggy day. Rain season never seems to stop in England. Ever.
" Is there anything interesting about the grass and fog today, Minerva?"
McGonagall's attentions snapped away from the window, "What?"
Snape smirked, "Why Minerva, I would never think to have cut you ever by surprise."
"Stop your smirking Severus, you know how this whole agent thing is worrying most of the teachers of this school. Aren't you worried?"
"Worried isn't the word for it Minerva, annoyance is more like it. Although I trust Dumbledore, I'm afraid this time, he is really out of his rockers."
McGonagall looked back outside the window, "The most logical person is always the most different."
* In the library *
"Remus, I'm surprised to see you here, hasn't Dumbledore given you an assignment to do?" asked Arthur Weasley who trotted into the library.
Remus looked surprised to see the Head of Misuse of Magic here too. "Yes, well this is my assignment, and you?"
Ginning Arthur replied, "Well old chap, I guess we are together of this. Say is this about the agents coming here?"
"Yes! As a matter of fact, the Headmaster wanted to me to take of a certain protection spell that has been placed on Hogwarts since the early 1920s." "What is that?"
Frowning Lupin replied, "He asked me to take off the spell which doesn't allow people in Hogwarts to use Muggle Technology."
At this Arthur's eyes brightened up immediately. He was like a child who has just been told that he gets to kiss Marilyn Monroe. "So we could have little battery things here, and those rubber chickens!"
"Umm.. I don't think rubber chickens are electric Arthur."
"Oh. well there's those moving picture screens!"
~~~~~~~~~~ In Canada ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She woke up with arms surrounding her waist, his body pressed closed to her. This is how she wanted to be. Forever. She took her free arms and touched the soft strands of his hair, many shades of blonde they were but as silky as ever.
Slowly his eyes opened and they stared deeply into her emerald ones. She nuzzled the curve of his neck, burying herself in his warmness.
"You know that we're leaving today right?"
".Shit."
* Max *
This music was blaring through the boom box while Max packed the last of his things. Sighing he looked around the room which was now full of black suitcases, checking to see if he has left anything out.
"NO! I almost forgot about you!" He said to the poster, which was enshrined with paperclips and pins. He reverently took down the poster of Shania Twain placing it respectfully into his suitcase.
"There, I think I got everything now.."
* Laura *
"Grandma, I'm not a little kid, I can take care of myself! Really!" Laura moaned as her grandmother packed her another bag of 'kosher' food.
The old lady tisked as she went through Laura's stuff again. "No, I'm am not letting you go until I'm satisfied with everything you packed."
"I'm not ten years old, I'm twenty-one, old enough to take care of myself now. Please grandma, I'll be fine."
"Did you take the bible? The Hebrew one?" Her grandmother gave her another worried look.
"Yes, I'll be fine." Laura said as she gave her grandmother a big hug. On the outside she maybe the tough girl with spikes but with her grandma she gave all her love too.
"And remember, you are Jewish and you are proud of your heritage. Never be ashamed." Her grandmother said smoothing her hair.
"Yes Puu."
They lugged her suitcases out into her white truck. From behind the mosquito screen, her grandmother watched until Laura became only a speck in the horizon. Then she went and cried.
* Melissa *
She combed her long black hair once more, reaching the stroke 100. Looking into her dresser mirror, the delicate looking Asian stared at her reflection. She turned when she heard a knock by her door. It was father.
"Melissa, the cab is coming soon. Are you ready with your luggage?"
"Yes Papa, I was ready for a hour already."
"Good.. Melissa?"
"Yes?"
"Be careful, London isn't save anymore, be sure to watch your back and caution of everything."
"Yes father."
Her father looked at her attempting to smile. This was his only daughter, how tall she has grown, and how brave she is going against something like that. She was his pride and treasure and now she is leaving to go to a whole new world.
Just then the doorbell rang signaling the taxi was here.
"Goodbye little one."
"Goodbye father."
Without turning back she walked into the cab with her luggage. He closed the door before the cab started away. He couldn't bear to watch, so he watched the momentous clock with signaled each passing minute.
* At the Airport *
Max dropped his half a dozen bags and sat on the airport bench heavily. Laura followed the suit. Selena dropped to the floor beside Pyro, while Melissa sat quietly beside them.
Everyone seemed disturbingly quiet as they waited to be called on board. "So how was the farewells?" asked Selena who know that this was what bothered them.
"Didn't have anyone to say it to, but left my dog with the neighbors, should be okay. old mutt." Grinned Max looking as energetic as ever.
"Well at least you only had to say goodbye to a mutt, I had to go through third degree before I was allowed to go. Grandma worries way too much." Laura grumbled eating a Snickers bar.
Pyro smiled sadly, "Yes goodbyes are horrible. I hate saying them."
They all turned surprised when the quiet Melissa said, "Yet, isn't it with goodbyes that brings greetings and a new journey in life?"
"Whoa.. Philosophical. Ow!"
"Brainless worm." Muttered Laura.
They lapsed into silence waiting for the plane, each in their own thoughts about life and leaving."
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