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I didn't mean to... I mean I was so busy and stuff. Nagging parents making me study, but I love them... (sigh) my brain hurts.
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Anyway here's the story
Harry Potter and the Awaking of the Tenshi
Men in Black *comes in* -WAIT HOLD IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sakuli- O_O
MIB- DISCLAIMER!
Sakuli- ......... Damn! Alright, alright, I'll do it. (Damn stupid MIBs) *MIBs takes out gun*
Sakuli- O.O
Disclaimer: *sigh* What a pain in the ass... I don't own Harry Potter
I do, however own Haraku ^__^ my poor, sweet, naïve Haraku...
MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
Ahem, on with it then. Don't forget to review!
Harry Potter and the Awaking of the Tenshi
Chapter Four: Witch, Reminiscing, and the Fear of Thunder...
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Previously on Harry Potter and the Awaking of the Tenshi:
Dear Mr. Potter,
You might have met Haraku Tenshina. She has moved next door to you. She is an exchange student from Japan and we would be pleased if you guided her to Hogwarts. Get her books that she needs for this following year at Diagon Alley. Thank you for your cooperation.
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Harry's eyes widened.
Haraku was an exchange student... she was a witch?
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"H-Harry?" Haraku looked up from her letter and Harry looked up too.
"You are a witch/wizard?!" they asked at the same time. Both families of Harry and Haraku flinched at the word.
"Waii!! That's so awesome! You can do magic, too!" Haraku jumped up and down in excitement. Harry was surprised. 'They want me to guide Haraku? Even with Voldemort around?'
The Dursleys and the Namakis were terrified.
"S-so you are one of those- those-" Uncle Vernon started.
"No! We are normal. Haraku is the... witch." Koji hissed the word. 'I guess they don't like wizards and witches either...' Harry thought as the Dursleys looked at them with relief.
"Yay! Yay! Yatta!!" Haraku excitedly hopped around the room. Everybody's face in that room faltered... except Haraku.
"Haraku! Settle down!" Koji snarled. Haraku stopped hopping and came up to Harry with a smile. Harry looked down at her nervously, it seems that Harry was about five inches taller than her.
"It says in the letter that you have to show me around and help me get adjusted to England's form of magic." Everyone except Harry, Haraku, and Haraku's adopting mother, Kamari, flinched at the word 'Magic'.
"Ye-Yea, I know that is what it said on my letter too." Harry answered. Haraku grabbed his hand and Harry looked at her questioningly.
"Come on" she started to drag Harry out the door. "I wasn't going to show you my room because it's full of magic stuff but since you're a wizard, I can!"
They left the Dursleys and the Namakis to speak to each other.
Haraku opened the door to her room and Harry gaped.
It looked like a totally new dimension. For first, it was brighter looking then the rest of the house, even thought they just moved in.
The walls were painted in a forest scenery; the ceiling was a dark sky with a bright sun, inside it was a crescent moon. Her desk and her bed were right where Harry's was. On the desk was a stand holding a sleeping owl. The weird thing about the owl was it was black, dark as night.
"That's Yami, my owl." Haraku said noticing Harry staring at the dark owl. She had a bookshelf filled with a wand, magic book, and potion ingredients. Parchments and quills were spread out on the desk and bed. "Do you like my room?" she asked.
"I-it's cool." Harry said not really knowing what to say about the exquisite room.
"I spent the whole day putting this up yesterday." She giggled.
"How did you-"
"Put this up so fast?" she asked and Harry nodded, "Well I used magic."
Harry was confused... "How can you? You can get in trouble with the Ministry."
"... What do you mean?" Harry was stumped. 'She doesn't know that she can't use magic outside of the school?'
"You are underage, aren't you?" Harry asked.
"OH!! I get it!! I am able to use magic this year because I finished my training." Haraku said.
"Training?"
"Yea, in Japan you start magic training when you are five. There they teach you the basic to respect the uses of magic and stuff. Then at ten you go to real magic schools and there they teach you to do spells and make things. So I'm able to use magic."
'How weird.' Harry thought.
"So, tell me about your style of magic." Haraku sat on the bed and motioned Harry to sit on the chair. Harry sat and began to think.
"Well..." Harry started on about the first time he went to Hogwarts and skipped the parts about Voldemort. 'She doesn't need to know about my problems' he thought.
"And in the fifth year, you would have to take O.W.L.s" Harry said.
"Wait what are those?" Haraku asked fascinated by Hogwarts.
"Well, those are test that wizards and witches have to take to know their courses for the next year." Harry explained. "O.W.L.s stand for Ordinary Wizarding Levels."
"I already took mine so I'm waiting for the results" Harry said. Haraku gave him a smile.
"I'm sure you did fine." She said.
"Err... thanks."
So they talked until noon, when they had to eat. The Durselys had left without him, 'Must be scared to death' he thought and Haraku and Harry walked to the door. Harry told Haraku about him going to Ron's house, before he left.
"Well, at Saturday, I'm going over a friend's house for the rest of the summer-"
"Oh, the letter said something about that, they wanted me to go with you." Haraku said.
Harry's eyes widened. 'She has to come with me?' he thought.
"Well, it's ok if you don't want me to come..." she noticed Harry's surprised look.
"No, it's alright. But will your... family let you?"
"Oh, no they won't mind, actually, I think they like it more if I wasn't here." She whispered the last part and giggled.
"Well, I suppose I'll pack my stuff. When is your friend going to pick you up?"
"Err... around twelve. You can come over to my house and wait for them."
"Alright!" she said happily. "I'll get ready, in fact I'll move my trunk to your house tomorrow. Do you mind?"
"Err... I suppose I don't but-" Harry thought about the Dursleys, "Nah, alright you can. I'll see you later." He waved and walked across the lawn.
"Ja ne, Harry!" she waved back, then she noticed her mistake, "Oops, I mean see you later!"
Harry chuckled quietly and shook his head as he opened the door. Then he thought, 'I actually have a friend now, right here at Private Drive.'
And with that elevating thought, he went into the kitchen as he smelled chicken and cabbage.
After he ate, he decided to get some fresh air.
"I'll be back before supper." He told the Dursleys. They were silent, and then Uncle Vernon just gave a quick nod.
"Good." Harry said and left the house and decided to go to the park. Children were laughing as they played in the sandbox or slide; their mothers watching them from benches. The swings were empty so Harry walked there and sat down on a seat. He watched the children and their mothers laughing with happiness. That bought pain to Harry's heart.
'I wish my mum was here...' he thought, which reminded him of Sirius. He dropped his head making his hair cover his eyes and glasses. 'Why? Why do people that I love most die?'
'It's your fault then.' his inner mind said.
'No it's not!' he shot back.
'Then whose fault is it? Dumbledore?'
'... He did say it was his fault.'
'How can it be? It was your own decision for what you did, not his.'
'Yes, I can't blame it on him.'
'So it's only you to blame.'
'....... It is......' the conflict in his mind ended. Harry's vision blurred as a tear ran down his right eye. He gripped the chain on the swing so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Harry?" someone interrupted his thoughts. The person sat down on the swing next to him. Harry kept looking down, not wanting look at... Haraku.
"Are you all right?" she asked in a soft voice. "Here."
She gave him a white handkerchief, but Harry refused and wiped his face with his sleeve. She quietly just sat there and put the cloth back into her pocket.
"You want to talk about it?" she asked after a few minutes.
"No." Harry said rather more harshly than he tended to. He felt her flinch, but she kept quiet.
His gaze was still at his feet. He heard her swinging a little.
"It's ok, you don't have to." She said. "I know it's not my place to ask you but I know that if you tell me you'll feel better."
Harry stayed quiet as Haraku started to swing a little higher.
"I try to give advice, I'm not that bad at doing that." She said.
"You don't have to give the whole story, just a topic." Harry was confused.
"Like if it's a girl problem, that's a topic." Harry shook his head.
"No, not a girl problem." He said quietly.
"Oh, maybe... guilt?" she asked. Harry stayed silent. That was exactly it.
"Ah, ok. Is it the kind of guilt that you want to confess to somebody or the kind of guilt that you blame yourself for it?" she asked.
"Blame." He said simply. 'Why am I telling her?'
"Ahhh, all right. But just to tell you... don't blame yourself."
"What do you know?! You don't know the problem!" he stood up and Haraku stopped swinging. His vision was starting to blur again.
"I wasn't finished." She said patiently. "It might have been your fault. It might have been somebody else's. But it won't do any good if you just blame yourself."
Harry stayed soundless and slowly sat back down.
"Sorry..." he said, finally.
"No problem. Don't be sorry." She looked up to the sky as Harry glanced at her. "People have to open up to others or else it's not healthy. Also it makes them grow cold, isolated to others and they end up with no friends..."
She turned to look at him.
"That's why I'm so cheery all the time, I don't like to be alone." She gave a smile, but her eyes showed sadness as so did her voice.
"But I suppose that the advice I just gave you, didn't help at all, actually it didn't even sound like one," she giggled.
"There used to be a park where I lived. It was beautiful; sakura blossoms all around, April season was the greatest. And there was a swing set too. I used to swing to let go of my bad feelings away. I'm glad I moved to a place with swings." She started to swing again and got higher and higher.
"I wish I didn't have to move, but it was ok, I didn't have a lot of friends anyway... But my school, I'll miss it: secret passageways, animals, beautiful plants, and demons of all kinds."
"Hogwarts is just like that... except for the demons." Harry blurted out. She slowed down on the swing and faced him, smiling.
"Well at least you cheered up a bit." She laughed. "I can't wait to go Hag- I mean Hogwarts."
Harry chuckled. "Thanks."
"No problem. Just be happy and I'll be happy." She said. "Actually if the whole world was brimmed with happiness, I would be a very content person."
Harry smiled at her optimism; it seemed that her joyful spirit was contagious, because Harry was in higher spirits. The children, Harry noticed, were leaving with their mother. Then he became aware of that it was cold and the chilly air was blowing leaves and sand from the ground. He looked up and saw that the clouds were dark and covering the afternoon sun.
"It looks like it's going to rain." Haraku said, and they both got off the swing. Then it thundered and Haraku yelped. She jumped out of fear and unfortunately she jumped into Harry and they both fell down onto the ground.
Rain started to come down.
Harry was dazed from being knocked down by Haraku, he opened his eyes. Haraku had her eyes shut, cowered on Harry's chest as if to hide herself from the thunder, and she mumbled incoherently. Harry blushed and tried to sit up and shook Haraku.
"Haraku, get up! We have to get out of the rain!" he finally got to sit up and Haraku was trembling, not letting go of his shirt.
"I hate thunder..." she mumbled.
"Don't worry, thunder hardly ever strike people." He said trying to get Haraku off of him. "Come on!"
Thunder boomed again and it rained harder.
"You said HARDLY, it means it's possible!" she trembled even more.
"IF WE DON'T GET OUT OF THE RAIN MAYBE WE WILL!" that got Haraku to get up. Harry quickly got up after her. They were both soaking and started to run back to their neighborhood.
"I'm scared." Haraku whimpered.
"We're almost there. Come on!" he took her hand and dragged her to their houses. Rain splattered down and the wind blew hard, whipping Harry's and Haraku's face.
'Why is it raining? It's supposed to be humid not cold like this!' Harry thought. His blurred vision from the rain didn't help either.
"T-there's something w-wrong with this t-thunders-storm!" Haraku stuttered.
"I know it's summer, it's supposed to be humid." Harry yelled over the thundering clouds, which sounded closer to them..., too close.
"No, there's something magical about this storm!" she yelled too. Then a bright flash blinded the two teenagers for a split second and they looked up.
A flash of bolt was headed straight for them.
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HOLY SHITAMOLY! (how do exactly spell that?)
What will happen?! To find out, REVIEW! Shorter than last chapter, sorry, next time I'll make sure it's at least ten or fifteen pages long! ... O.O did I just say ten or fifteen pages?! Oh well ^.^
^.~
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*Large chairs and ... FIRE ARROWS head straight for Sakuli *
O_O
AHHH! *ducks *
SORRY, SORRY!! I'M SO SORRY!
I didn't mean to... I mean I was so busy and stuff. Nagging parents making me study, but I love them... (sigh) my brain hurts.
Oh yea, thanks to:
Kurt Cobain (Don'tDelete!) - ^.^ That's so sweet of u ^.^
Jenikyula- ^.^ ... err.. thanks ^.^
Sara- ^.^ hi sara! ^.^
BlueTiger94- ^.^ thanks u reviewed mi story two times ^__^ ur my # 1 reviewer ^.^
Annnonymouse- ^.^ u said my name ... *sigh * again! how many times has that been? Oh yea, two.. thanks for reviewing though ^.~ don't worry ^.^
Anyway here's the story
Harry Potter and the Awaking of the Tenshi
Men in Black *comes in* -WAIT HOLD IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sakuli- O_O
MIB- DISCLAIMER!
Sakuli- ......... Damn! Alright, alright, I'll do it. (Damn stupid MIBs) *MIBs takes out gun*
Sakuli- O.O
Disclaimer: *sigh* What a pain in the ass... I don't own Harry Potter
I do, however own Haraku ^__^ my poor, sweet, naïve Haraku...
MUAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
Ahem, on with it then. Don't forget to review!
Harry Potter and the Awaking of the Tenshi
Chapter Four: Witch, Reminiscing, and the Fear of Thunder...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Previously on Harry Potter and the Awaking of the Tenshi:
Dear Mr. Potter,
You might have met Haraku Tenshina. She has moved next door to you. She is an exchange student from Japan and we would be pleased if you guided her to Hogwarts. Get her books that she needs for this following year at Diagon Alley. Thank you for your cooperation.
Sincerely,
Professor McGonagall
Harry's eyes widened.
Haraku was an exchange student... she was a witch?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"H-Harry?" Haraku looked up from her letter and Harry looked up too.
"You are a witch/wizard?!" they asked at the same time. Both families of Harry and Haraku flinched at the word.
"Waii!! That's so awesome! You can do magic, too!" Haraku jumped up and down in excitement. Harry was surprised. 'They want me to guide Haraku? Even with Voldemort around?'
The Dursleys and the Namakis were terrified.
"S-so you are one of those- those-" Uncle Vernon started.
"No! We are normal. Haraku is the... witch." Koji hissed the word. 'I guess they don't like wizards and witches either...' Harry thought as the Dursleys looked at them with relief.
"Yay! Yay! Yatta!!" Haraku excitedly hopped around the room. Everybody's face in that room faltered... except Haraku.
"Haraku! Settle down!" Koji snarled. Haraku stopped hopping and came up to Harry with a smile. Harry looked down at her nervously, it seems that Harry was about five inches taller than her.
"It says in the letter that you have to show me around and help me get adjusted to England's form of magic." Everyone except Harry, Haraku, and Haraku's adopting mother, Kamari, flinched at the word 'Magic'.
"Ye-Yea, I know that is what it said on my letter too." Harry answered. Haraku grabbed his hand and Harry looked at her questioningly.
"Come on" she started to drag Harry out the door. "I wasn't going to show you my room because it's full of magic stuff but since you're a wizard, I can!"
They left the Dursleys and the Namakis to speak to each other.
Haraku opened the door to her room and Harry gaped.
It looked like a totally new dimension. For first, it was brighter looking then the rest of the house, even thought they just moved in.
The walls were painted in a forest scenery; the ceiling was a dark sky with a bright sun, inside it was a crescent moon. Her desk and her bed were right where Harry's was. On the desk was a stand holding a sleeping owl. The weird thing about the owl was it was black, dark as night.
"That's Yami, my owl." Haraku said noticing Harry staring at the dark owl. She had a bookshelf filled with a wand, magic book, and potion ingredients. Parchments and quills were spread out on the desk and bed. "Do you like my room?" she asked.
"I-it's cool." Harry said not really knowing what to say about the exquisite room.
"I spent the whole day putting this up yesterday." She giggled.
"How did you-"
"Put this up so fast?" she asked and Harry nodded, "Well I used magic."
Harry was confused... "How can you? You can get in trouble with the Ministry."
"... What do you mean?" Harry was stumped. 'She doesn't know that she can't use magic outside of the school?'
"You are underage, aren't you?" Harry asked.
"OH!! I get it!! I am able to use magic this year because I finished my training." Haraku said.
"Training?"
"Yea, in Japan you start magic training when you are five. There they teach you the basic to respect the uses of magic and stuff. Then at ten you go to real magic schools and there they teach you to do spells and make things. So I'm able to use magic."
'How weird.' Harry thought.
"So, tell me about your style of magic." Haraku sat on the bed and motioned Harry to sit on the chair. Harry sat and began to think.
"Well..." Harry started on about the first time he went to Hogwarts and skipped the parts about Voldemort. 'She doesn't need to know about my problems' he thought.
"And in the fifth year, you would have to take O.W.L.s" Harry said.
"Wait what are those?" Haraku asked fascinated by Hogwarts.
"Well, those are test that wizards and witches have to take to know their courses for the next year." Harry explained. "O.W.L.s stand for Ordinary Wizarding Levels."
"I already took mine so I'm waiting for the results" Harry said. Haraku gave him a smile.
"I'm sure you did fine." She said.
"Err... thanks."
So they talked until noon, when they had to eat. The Durselys had left without him, 'Must be scared to death' he thought and Haraku and Harry walked to the door. Harry told Haraku about him going to Ron's house, before he left.
"Well, at Saturday, I'm going over a friend's house for the rest of the summer-"
"Oh, the letter said something about that, they wanted me to go with you." Haraku said.
Harry's eyes widened. 'She has to come with me?' he thought.
"Well, it's ok if you don't want me to come..." she noticed Harry's surprised look.
"No, it's alright. But will your... family let you?"
"Oh, no they won't mind, actually, I think they like it more if I wasn't here." She whispered the last part and giggled.
"Well, I suppose I'll pack my stuff. When is your friend going to pick you up?"
"Err... around twelve. You can come over to my house and wait for them."
"Alright!" she said happily. "I'll get ready, in fact I'll move my trunk to your house tomorrow. Do you mind?"
"Err... I suppose I don't but-" Harry thought about the Dursleys, "Nah, alright you can. I'll see you later." He waved and walked across the lawn.
"Ja ne, Harry!" she waved back, then she noticed her mistake, "Oops, I mean see you later!"
Harry chuckled quietly and shook his head as he opened the door. Then he thought, 'I actually have a friend now, right here at Private Drive.'
And with that elevating thought, he went into the kitchen as he smelled chicken and cabbage.
After he ate, he decided to get some fresh air.
"I'll be back before supper." He told the Dursleys. They were silent, and then Uncle Vernon just gave a quick nod.
"Good." Harry said and left the house and decided to go to the park. Children were laughing as they played in the sandbox or slide; their mothers watching them from benches. The swings were empty so Harry walked there and sat down on a seat. He watched the children and their mothers laughing with happiness. That bought pain to Harry's heart.
'I wish my mum was here...' he thought, which reminded him of Sirius. He dropped his head making his hair cover his eyes and glasses. 'Why? Why do people that I love most die?'
'It's your fault then.' his inner mind said.
'No it's not!' he shot back.
'Then whose fault is it? Dumbledore?'
'... He did say it was his fault.'
'How can it be? It was your own decision for what you did, not his.'
'Yes, I can't blame it on him.'
'So it's only you to blame.'
'....... It is......' the conflict in his mind ended. Harry's vision blurred as a tear ran down his right eye. He gripped the chain on the swing so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
"Harry?" someone interrupted his thoughts. The person sat down on the swing next to him. Harry kept looking down, not wanting look at... Haraku.
"Are you all right?" she asked in a soft voice. "Here."
She gave him a white handkerchief, but Harry refused and wiped his face with his sleeve. She quietly just sat there and put the cloth back into her pocket.
"You want to talk about it?" she asked after a few minutes.
"No." Harry said rather more harshly than he tended to. He felt her flinch, but she kept quiet.
His gaze was still at his feet. He heard her swinging a little.
"It's ok, you don't have to." She said. "I know it's not my place to ask you but I know that if you tell me you'll feel better."
Harry stayed quiet as Haraku started to swing a little higher.
"I try to give advice, I'm not that bad at doing that." She said.
"You don't have to give the whole story, just a topic." Harry was confused.
"Like if it's a girl problem, that's a topic." Harry shook his head.
"No, not a girl problem." He said quietly.
"Oh, maybe... guilt?" she asked. Harry stayed silent. That was exactly it.
"Ah, ok. Is it the kind of guilt that you want to confess to somebody or the kind of guilt that you blame yourself for it?" she asked.
"Blame." He said simply. 'Why am I telling her?'
"Ahhh, all right. But just to tell you... don't blame yourself."
"What do you know?! You don't know the problem!" he stood up and Haraku stopped swinging. His vision was starting to blur again.
"I wasn't finished." She said patiently. "It might have been your fault. It might have been somebody else's. But it won't do any good if you just blame yourself."
Harry stayed soundless and slowly sat back down.
"Sorry..." he said, finally.
"No problem. Don't be sorry." She looked up to the sky as Harry glanced at her. "People have to open up to others or else it's not healthy. Also it makes them grow cold, isolated to others and they end up with no friends..."
She turned to look at him.
"That's why I'm so cheery all the time, I don't like to be alone." She gave a smile, but her eyes showed sadness as so did her voice.
"But I suppose that the advice I just gave you, didn't help at all, actually it didn't even sound like one," she giggled.
"There used to be a park where I lived. It was beautiful; sakura blossoms all around, April season was the greatest. And there was a swing set too. I used to swing to let go of my bad feelings away. I'm glad I moved to a place with swings." She started to swing again and got higher and higher.
"I wish I didn't have to move, but it was ok, I didn't have a lot of friends anyway... But my school, I'll miss it: secret passageways, animals, beautiful plants, and demons of all kinds."
"Hogwarts is just like that... except for the demons." Harry blurted out. She slowed down on the swing and faced him, smiling.
"Well at least you cheered up a bit." She laughed. "I can't wait to go Hag- I mean Hogwarts."
Harry chuckled. "Thanks."
"No problem. Just be happy and I'll be happy." She said. "Actually if the whole world was brimmed with happiness, I would be a very content person."
Harry smiled at her optimism; it seemed that her joyful spirit was contagious, because Harry was in higher spirits. The children, Harry noticed, were leaving with their mother. Then he became aware of that it was cold and the chilly air was blowing leaves and sand from the ground. He looked up and saw that the clouds were dark and covering the afternoon sun.
"It looks like it's going to rain." Haraku said, and they both got off the swing. Then it thundered and Haraku yelped. She jumped out of fear and unfortunately she jumped into Harry and they both fell down onto the ground.
Rain started to come down.
Harry was dazed from being knocked down by Haraku, he opened his eyes. Haraku had her eyes shut, cowered on Harry's chest as if to hide herself from the thunder, and she mumbled incoherently. Harry blushed and tried to sit up and shook Haraku.
"Haraku, get up! We have to get out of the rain!" he finally got to sit up and Haraku was trembling, not letting go of his shirt.
"I hate thunder..." she mumbled.
"Don't worry, thunder hardly ever strike people." He said trying to get Haraku off of him. "Come on!"
Thunder boomed again and it rained harder.
"You said HARDLY, it means it's possible!" she trembled even more.
"IF WE DON'T GET OUT OF THE RAIN MAYBE WE WILL!" that got Haraku to get up. Harry quickly got up after her. They were both soaking and started to run back to their neighborhood.
"I'm scared." Haraku whimpered.
"We're almost there. Come on!" he took her hand and dragged her to their houses. Rain splattered down and the wind blew hard, whipping Harry's and Haraku's face.
'Why is it raining? It's supposed to be humid not cold like this!' Harry thought. His blurred vision from the rain didn't help either.
"T-there's something w-wrong with this t-thunders-storm!" Haraku stuttered.
"I know it's summer, it's supposed to be humid." Harry yelled over the thundering clouds, which sounded closer to them..., too close.
"No, there's something magical about this storm!" she yelled too. Then a bright flash blinded the two teenagers for a split second and they looked up.
A flash of bolt was headed straight for them.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HOLY SHITAMOLY! (how do exactly spell that?)
What will happen?! To find out, REVIEW! Shorter than last chapter, sorry, next time I'll make sure it's at least ten or fifteen pages long! ... O.O did I just say ten or fifteen pages?! Oh well ^.^
^.~
Peace out ^.^U