"So you already know the basics right" Harry asked Nikki who was holding
her new broomstick she acquired from Dumbledore.
"Yeah, it's just moving that I have trouble with," she admitted.
"Why?" Harry asked, being a natural himself never experienced trouble flying.
"Well, I tried it one and I was doing fine until this huge dragonfly bit me. I went to swat him away and I ended up falling off. But don't worry; I was above water when I fell so I was virtually fine," she said when she saw the state of shock on his face. "I'm just afraid of falling again."
"We're just going to take this slow okay, get on and float a few feet off the ground," Nikki slipped on and did as she was told. "Good now I'm going to take a few steps and I want you to go to me alright." He said as he began to walk but got caught on something. He turned and saw his cloak trapped within Nikki's hand.
"If I die you're coming with me," she cautioned as Harry laughed. He freed himself and took his place. Nikki slowly floated towards him muttering under her breath and eyes shut tight. She gently bumped into him, finally opening her eyes.
"Move up," he said as she stared at him blankly. "Move up on your broom,"
"Why," She asked as she moved higher up on her broom, allowing for there to be room behind her.
"Because, I'm coming on with you" He said as he mounted behind her. "And I'm going to show you what it's like to rally fly."
Before Nikki could protest, Harry hand his hands on the broom in front of her, kicked off and was at least twenty feet in the air. Nikki's grip tightened as they continued to rise. "Oh Dear God,"
"Don't worry," Harry comforted. "You're fine,"
He began to circle the pitch, and gradually began to go faster and change the flying pattern, until they were going around the pitch without rhyme or reason. He slowly took his hands off the stick and placed them behind Nikki, allowing her to steer it herself. He allowed it to go on for several minutes until he brought it up.
"Oh, my gosh I am," Nikki gasped, obviously not realizing that she was in control, seeing that she was, she gracefully brought them back to Earth. "Never do that again," She told him. "I was dead terrified up there."
"Do what?" He asked, finding it odd that she was scolding him for helping her learn to fly.
"Fly me upside down. If I want to I will, alright," She asked as he nodded. A strong wind picked up, chilling them through their cloaks as they decided to continue tomorrow night.
*
Ron, Ginny, Harry and Nikki sat at the Gryffindor table the next day; Hermione was at the funeral with Celine who was missing from the High Table. Ron was snorting into his toast as Harry told them about the lessons last night.
"It's not funny Ron" Nikki snapped. "I was terrified."
"So you never actually flew in you life," He sniggered.
"I did to, I just fell is all." She informed as an owl dropped a piece of parchment in front of Nikki and Harry. Harry unrolled it and read it to the other three.
"Occlumency lessons tonight, Dumbledore's Office at seven. I guess we'll have to fly some other night." He handed the letter over to Nikki who looked it over.
"It says seven AM, Harry, that's now" She said as he stared blankly at him. "You go get your wand, I'll tell him you'll be there in a few minutes."
The two left the Great Hall calmly, not wanting to make a scene, but once they were out, they took off in different directions. Harry ran up the marble stairs as Nikki ran down the hall to get to the office. Wondering why Dumbledore wanted them so early in the day, Harry tore out of the Gryffindor common room and jumped down the stair three at a time. He skidded in front of the stone gargoyle and mentally cursed; he needed the password. The gargoyle, however, noticed him and allowed him to pass. Taken slightly aback, Harry stood on the moving stairwell which brought him slowly up to the office. He opened the door and saw Nikki slumped over the back of the chair with a blank, expressionless face.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked attentively as he sat down by her.
"Dumbledore is sending me back to the orphanage after lunch to get my stuff; I never had to get my stuff before Harry. Only kids who have been actually adopted are sent back for their stuff." Harry saw a sad smile creep across her face. "I'm actually adopted"
"Of course you are, Remus told you so." Harry said.
"Lots of people told me so Harry; it's just so real now."
"Sorry that I am late," Dumbledore said merrily as he entered his office. "I just had to get a second helping of those delicious pancakes. I trust that my guard allowed you to enter." They nodded as Dumbledore clapped his hand together. "Then we'll begin as soon as our guest gets here"
"Guest" Harry asked, intrigued by the fact they were going to have someone else participating but suddenly revolted thinking that it could be Snape. Harry's prays were answered as there was a firm knock on the door and Mad- Eyed Moody came clambering inside.
"Moody, welcome. I trust that you brought it," Dumbledore greeted as he helped the old Auror lift a small crate. The knick knacks on Dumbledore's desk scurried out of the way as they laid the crate upon it and opened it up easily. Two large glass orbs were concealed inside the box. Dumbledore lifted them out one at a time and handed one each to Harry and Nikki.
"Place both of your hands on either sides of it, and I want you to think about your life up to this point. Think about all of your memories." Moody advised. The two nodded as they closed their eyes. Harry began to think about his life at number four Privet Drive; being bullied by his cousin and his friends, being trapped in the cupboard, getting his letters and not being able to read them. Then, he suddenly thought about where he was, Hogwarts; his new home. He thought about Hermione and Ron and everything they've been through, flying in Quidditch, studying. He felt a sense of sadness in the pit of his stomach as he thought about Sirius but it was soon vanquished as he remembered spending time in Hogsmead and at Hagrid's hut with his friends.
"Alright you can stop now," Dumbledore's voice wafted in like a daydream. Harry slowly opened his eyes and noticed that his glass orb was rather heavy and had a cloud of grey smoke swirling around inside.
"Now, let's see what you have inside..." Dumbledore said as he touched Harry's orb and the smoke seeped out and forming a screen. Harry saw all of his thoughts swimming in front of him, as did Nikki, Moody and Dumbledore. The smoke began to break away as his thoughts lessened.
"Let's see what you have Nikki," he said as he walked over to her as she pulled the sphere away defensively.
"No," she said steadily. "I don't want you to see. I'll break this on the ground if that's what it takes."
"Very well, then, go ahead." Dumbledore said casually as she raised it high above her head, only to set it back down on her lap.
"Why don't you care if I break this?" She asked.
"You're a pretty cautious one now aren't you. You'd make a rather fine Auror yourself, what were you planning on doing once you left here?" Moody asked with a gnarled grin.
"I was going to become a Healer, and I did think of becoming and Auror. Now why is it okay if I break this?" Nikki repeated.
"Because your memories will still be seen," He replied smoothly. "There is no way out of it Nikki," he told her as he prodded it and the smoke began to seep out.
Harry watched with interest as the smoke screen began to show a small girl, around the age of five, sitting in a small room quietly crying as she tried to hide herself behind a book. It changed to the girl once again, older now, opening a book with the words 'From P.A.D' written in it. Nikki when she was seven hugging an unmistakable Mike goodbye as a tall lady took him by the hand and led him down a hall. He saw them skating on the ice at several different ages. Rain falling down and something in the middle of the street steaming; an ever changing face that seemed to be saying the same words; "It's not that we don't love you, we just know that there's someone out there who will love you more." The last thing Harry seen was him and her sitting at a table outside of a café before the cloud broke.
"Thank you for the books Professor," Nikki said quietly. "They were good."
"So you figured it out," He smiled. "The one you remembered was the first I sent you was it not?"
"Yeah, 'The Joys of Sorcery', very interesting" She nodded. "But what was that whole thing for."
"Your memories are your weakness," Dumbledore put simply. "If you wish to become strong you must get over them and be able to separate them from reality."
"Why is that Professor," Harry asked as Dumbledore gave him a small smile.
"For some people, all they have is memories. And if they were to loose one, it would definitely be heartbreaking. When they see one of their memories but it's going differently, they are worried that something bad is going to happen. So they begin to panic, the only way to overcome that is to know what is true and what isn't."
* Harry and Nikki stood outside in the Quidditch pitch waiting for Moody who went to get somebody. A mahogany haired Ravenclaw, who they quickly recognized as Shanna, came striding in behind him. Shanna tucked a few strands of her hair out of her creamy colored face to reveal her soft brown eyes.
"Shanna here is joining us, I knew her parents for years and they wanted me to train her if I ever got around to training others." Moody said as he clapped his hand on her shoulder. "First we're going to check you physical strength."
"What does that have to do with Occlumency" Nikki asked as Shanna stood beside her.
"The strong of mind, the strong of body; now you have five minutes, use it wisely." Moody said as he took a swig from his hip flask.
"So how's it going," Shanna asked as she and Nikki sat on the ground.
"Good so far;" Nikki said as she began to stretch her legs. "Why do your parents want you to be trained by Moody?"
"My parents were trained by him when they were learning to become Aurors and they wanted me to become one." She explained as she too began her stretching routine.
"Your parents are Aurors," Harry said as he sat down beside them. "That's pretty cool."
"Not in the summer. They're always moving around with their jobs. I barely get to see them during the break so I pretty much take care of Mara. It's not until I get to school that I'm actually stable. But when they get to stay with us, we always do something. Like go to the beach, you know."
"Are you in to Quidditch," Harry asked as he tried his best to copy the girls.
"I'm not really into it but I do play it," She said as she stretched out her back. "So does Mara. She made it on to the team this year; we're both Chasers."
"All of you up," Moody commanded as he came out with yet another box. "There's a stack of these fellas over on the other side of the pitch. I want you to carry as many of them as possible from this side of the pitch to the other; starting now!"
*
"Oh I hurt all over," Nikki complained as she stepped out of the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron. "You didn't have to come with me to get my stuff Harry"
"It's all of your things that you've gotten over the years; I think that you'll need some help."
Nikki shook her head as they began to walk down the block; she turned at the corner and led Harry to a low white building. They went inside the orphanage and in to silence. Harry could hear their footsteps echoing like in a hospital. It had an eerie feel to it as he followed her further down the hallway. They pasted a set of closed doors where they could hear laughter and yells that faded away as they went deeper inside. They made it to the room at the very end of the hall as Nikki opened the door to it. The inside of it reminded Harry of his cupboard under the stairs only shabbier. There was a cardboard box in the corner with books and knick knacks inside, a few hooks on the wall where skates were hanging and a roll out mattress that seemed to have seen the end of its days long ago wit a pillow and a blanket covering it.
"Home sweet home eh," Harry commented as Nikki threw her rollerblades and ice skates on top of the books and toped it off with her pillow.
"That's everything," She sighed as she turned around quickly; obviously ashamed with what she grew up with. Harry jogged slightly to keep up with her as the doors they passed earlier busted open. Nikki grabbed Harry and flattened them against the wall as kids of every shape and form came streaming out and went down the hall. The river of children seemed to have thinned out when some other orphans, more their age, stopped in front of him and Nikki.
"What 'cha doing with your stuff witch," the tallest of the group asked as he smacked the box out of her hands. "Did they find you a hole to live in?"
"No," Nikki as she clenched her fist.
The boy smirked as he noticed something on the ground "Well now, what do we have here?"
"Give that back," Nikki commanded as the boys passed around what seemed to be a pet collar, by this time a crowd started to form, enclosing them in a circle.
"Why, you have no use for it," said one of the other boys. "Remember."
"Give it back," She repeated as she yelled. "It's mine"
"Then jump for it," they said as they held it up over her head.
"No," Nikki spat. "Just give me it back."
"What are you going to do, use your magic on us? You know you're not allowed to harm us with your abnormality." He said in a mocking voice as Nikki gave him an icy glare.
Harry was about to step forward when Nikki put out her hand, signaling to stay where he was. She raised her other hand and laid it gently under her throat. "Crire" she said softly as a blue light emerged for a second but soon vanished. She took a cleansing breath before she opened her mouth and screamed. Harry's hands quickly shot to his ears, trying to drown out the noise. Harry opened his eyes, closed from trying to block out the sound, and saw the others in the same state as he was. Nikki continued to yell as if it was coming from the pit of her stomach. The orphans quickly departed, looking for shelter from the yells as Nikki stopped. Nikki said something as she laid her hand back on her throat before she fell to the ground and began to pick up her stuff.
"What was that," Harry asked as she slowly removed his hands from his ears.
"A Banshee spell," Nikki explained as she gathered a stack of letters written on parchment. "It allows the used to be able to yell like a banshee"
Harry handed her the collar that was taken from her as she put everything back in the box. She held the collard in her hands for a moment before she laid it lovingly back in her box.
"What's it from" Harry asked once they got back outside.
"It was Amber's. She was my pet Firefox. She was in my memories earlier," She explained as they reached the corner. "The guys took her from my room and threw her out into the rain; they aren't supposed to be in the rain" She added in a sad tone as they walked down the street. "Her fire ended up getting put out and she died."
"Why didn't you stand up to those guys back there" He asked as the pub came in to view.
"I did before Harry but it was pointless. I was trying to stop them from bulling me by being a bully myself; it wasn't going to make things better, just worst. So I figured to let them idiots, karma will get them in the end." She explained before they went inside to get back to Hogwarts and training.
A/N: It's a bit longer then the other one I think.... Hmmmm. I'm not sure. I'll have to do this quick, I have to baby-sit soon. Aurg... so busy. I didn't expect to finish this so early, well not today at least.
Heero's Girl – It thickened and will continue to do so as the story progresses, and that's for the little vote of confidence on the spelling. It should be good by then end of the story. *helps bop the non-reviewers*
Poet – Why Hello! I'm glad that you're loving it and yes the deaths are sad but that's life.... Or at least the end of life anyways. And I'm proud of this story too, the PHK, CB and Mira (you forgot Mira) do add to it. There isn't a lot with our beloved Island in it. I should have read this to you earlier; it got you on track (lol)
"Yeah, it's just moving that I have trouble with," she admitted.
"Why?" Harry asked, being a natural himself never experienced trouble flying.
"Well, I tried it one and I was doing fine until this huge dragonfly bit me. I went to swat him away and I ended up falling off. But don't worry; I was above water when I fell so I was virtually fine," she said when she saw the state of shock on his face. "I'm just afraid of falling again."
"We're just going to take this slow okay, get on and float a few feet off the ground," Nikki slipped on and did as she was told. "Good now I'm going to take a few steps and I want you to go to me alright." He said as he began to walk but got caught on something. He turned and saw his cloak trapped within Nikki's hand.
"If I die you're coming with me," she cautioned as Harry laughed. He freed himself and took his place. Nikki slowly floated towards him muttering under her breath and eyes shut tight. She gently bumped into him, finally opening her eyes.
"Move up," he said as she stared at him blankly. "Move up on your broom,"
"Why," She asked as she moved higher up on her broom, allowing for there to be room behind her.
"Because, I'm coming on with you" He said as he mounted behind her. "And I'm going to show you what it's like to rally fly."
Before Nikki could protest, Harry hand his hands on the broom in front of her, kicked off and was at least twenty feet in the air. Nikki's grip tightened as they continued to rise. "Oh Dear God,"
"Don't worry," Harry comforted. "You're fine,"
He began to circle the pitch, and gradually began to go faster and change the flying pattern, until they were going around the pitch without rhyme or reason. He slowly took his hands off the stick and placed them behind Nikki, allowing her to steer it herself. He allowed it to go on for several minutes until he brought it up.
"Oh, my gosh I am," Nikki gasped, obviously not realizing that she was in control, seeing that she was, she gracefully brought them back to Earth. "Never do that again," She told him. "I was dead terrified up there."
"Do what?" He asked, finding it odd that she was scolding him for helping her learn to fly.
"Fly me upside down. If I want to I will, alright," She asked as he nodded. A strong wind picked up, chilling them through their cloaks as they decided to continue tomorrow night.
*
Ron, Ginny, Harry and Nikki sat at the Gryffindor table the next day; Hermione was at the funeral with Celine who was missing from the High Table. Ron was snorting into his toast as Harry told them about the lessons last night.
"It's not funny Ron" Nikki snapped. "I was terrified."
"So you never actually flew in you life," He sniggered.
"I did to, I just fell is all." She informed as an owl dropped a piece of parchment in front of Nikki and Harry. Harry unrolled it and read it to the other three.
"Occlumency lessons tonight, Dumbledore's Office at seven. I guess we'll have to fly some other night." He handed the letter over to Nikki who looked it over.
"It says seven AM, Harry, that's now" She said as he stared blankly at him. "You go get your wand, I'll tell him you'll be there in a few minutes."
The two left the Great Hall calmly, not wanting to make a scene, but once they were out, they took off in different directions. Harry ran up the marble stairs as Nikki ran down the hall to get to the office. Wondering why Dumbledore wanted them so early in the day, Harry tore out of the Gryffindor common room and jumped down the stair three at a time. He skidded in front of the stone gargoyle and mentally cursed; he needed the password. The gargoyle, however, noticed him and allowed him to pass. Taken slightly aback, Harry stood on the moving stairwell which brought him slowly up to the office. He opened the door and saw Nikki slumped over the back of the chair with a blank, expressionless face.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked attentively as he sat down by her.
"Dumbledore is sending me back to the orphanage after lunch to get my stuff; I never had to get my stuff before Harry. Only kids who have been actually adopted are sent back for their stuff." Harry saw a sad smile creep across her face. "I'm actually adopted"
"Of course you are, Remus told you so." Harry said.
"Lots of people told me so Harry; it's just so real now."
"Sorry that I am late," Dumbledore said merrily as he entered his office. "I just had to get a second helping of those delicious pancakes. I trust that my guard allowed you to enter." They nodded as Dumbledore clapped his hand together. "Then we'll begin as soon as our guest gets here"
"Guest" Harry asked, intrigued by the fact they were going to have someone else participating but suddenly revolted thinking that it could be Snape. Harry's prays were answered as there was a firm knock on the door and Mad- Eyed Moody came clambering inside.
"Moody, welcome. I trust that you brought it," Dumbledore greeted as he helped the old Auror lift a small crate. The knick knacks on Dumbledore's desk scurried out of the way as they laid the crate upon it and opened it up easily. Two large glass orbs were concealed inside the box. Dumbledore lifted them out one at a time and handed one each to Harry and Nikki.
"Place both of your hands on either sides of it, and I want you to think about your life up to this point. Think about all of your memories." Moody advised. The two nodded as they closed their eyes. Harry began to think about his life at number four Privet Drive; being bullied by his cousin and his friends, being trapped in the cupboard, getting his letters and not being able to read them. Then, he suddenly thought about where he was, Hogwarts; his new home. He thought about Hermione and Ron and everything they've been through, flying in Quidditch, studying. He felt a sense of sadness in the pit of his stomach as he thought about Sirius but it was soon vanquished as he remembered spending time in Hogsmead and at Hagrid's hut with his friends.
"Alright you can stop now," Dumbledore's voice wafted in like a daydream. Harry slowly opened his eyes and noticed that his glass orb was rather heavy and had a cloud of grey smoke swirling around inside.
"Now, let's see what you have inside..." Dumbledore said as he touched Harry's orb and the smoke seeped out and forming a screen. Harry saw all of his thoughts swimming in front of him, as did Nikki, Moody and Dumbledore. The smoke began to break away as his thoughts lessened.
"Let's see what you have Nikki," he said as he walked over to her as she pulled the sphere away defensively.
"No," she said steadily. "I don't want you to see. I'll break this on the ground if that's what it takes."
"Very well, then, go ahead." Dumbledore said casually as she raised it high above her head, only to set it back down on her lap.
"Why don't you care if I break this?" She asked.
"You're a pretty cautious one now aren't you. You'd make a rather fine Auror yourself, what were you planning on doing once you left here?" Moody asked with a gnarled grin.
"I was going to become a Healer, and I did think of becoming and Auror. Now why is it okay if I break this?" Nikki repeated.
"Because your memories will still be seen," He replied smoothly. "There is no way out of it Nikki," he told her as he prodded it and the smoke began to seep out.
Harry watched with interest as the smoke screen began to show a small girl, around the age of five, sitting in a small room quietly crying as she tried to hide herself behind a book. It changed to the girl once again, older now, opening a book with the words 'From P.A.D' written in it. Nikki when she was seven hugging an unmistakable Mike goodbye as a tall lady took him by the hand and led him down a hall. He saw them skating on the ice at several different ages. Rain falling down and something in the middle of the street steaming; an ever changing face that seemed to be saying the same words; "It's not that we don't love you, we just know that there's someone out there who will love you more." The last thing Harry seen was him and her sitting at a table outside of a café before the cloud broke.
"Thank you for the books Professor," Nikki said quietly. "They were good."
"So you figured it out," He smiled. "The one you remembered was the first I sent you was it not?"
"Yeah, 'The Joys of Sorcery', very interesting" She nodded. "But what was that whole thing for."
"Your memories are your weakness," Dumbledore put simply. "If you wish to become strong you must get over them and be able to separate them from reality."
"Why is that Professor," Harry asked as Dumbledore gave him a small smile.
"For some people, all they have is memories. And if they were to loose one, it would definitely be heartbreaking. When they see one of their memories but it's going differently, they are worried that something bad is going to happen. So they begin to panic, the only way to overcome that is to know what is true and what isn't."
* Harry and Nikki stood outside in the Quidditch pitch waiting for Moody who went to get somebody. A mahogany haired Ravenclaw, who they quickly recognized as Shanna, came striding in behind him. Shanna tucked a few strands of her hair out of her creamy colored face to reveal her soft brown eyes.
"Shanna here is joining us, I knew her parents for years and they wanted me to train her if I ever got around to training others." Moody said as he clapped his hand on her shoulder. "First we're going to check you physical strength."
"What does that have to do with Occlumency" Nikki asked as Shanna stood beside her.
"The strong of mind, the strong of body; now you have five minutes, use it wisely." Moody said as he took a swig from his hip flask.
"So how's it going," Shanna asked as she and Nikki sat on the ground.
"Good so far;" Nikki said as she began to stretch her legs. "Why do your parents want you to be trained by Moody?"
"My parents were trained by him when they were learning to become Aurors and they wanted me to become one." She explained as she too began her stretching routine.
"Your parents are Aurors," Harry said as he sat down beside them. "That's pretty cool."
"Not in the summer. They're always moving around with their jobs. I barely get to see them during the break so I pretty much take care of Mara. It's not until I get to school that I'm actually stable. But when they get to stay with us, we always do something. Like go to the beach, you know."
"Are you in to Quidditch," Harry asked as he tried his best to copy the girls.
"I'm not really into it but I do play it," She said as she stretched out her back. "So does Mara. She made it on to the team this year; we're both Chasers."
"All of you up," Moody commanded as he came out with yet another box. "There's a stack of these fellas over on the other side of the pitch. I want you to carry as many of them as possible from this side of the pitch to the other; starting now!"
*
"Oh I hurt all over," Nikki complained as she stepped out of the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron. "You didn't have to come with me to get my stuff Harry"
"It's all of your things that you've gotten over the years; I think that you'll need some help."
Nikki shook her head as they began to walk down the block; she turned at the corner and led Harry to a low white building. They went inside the orphanage and in to silence. Harry could hear their footsteps echoing like in a hospital. It had an eerie feel to it as he followed her further down the hallway. They pasted a set of closed doors where they could hear laughter and yells that faded away as they went deeper inside. They made it to the room at the very end of the hall as Nikki opened the door to it. The inside of it reminded Harry of his cupboard under the stairs only shabbier. There was a cardboard box in the corner with books and knick knacks inside, a few hooks on the wall where skates were hanging and a roll out mattress that seemed to have seen the end of its days long ago wit a pillow and a blanket covering it.
"Home sweet home eh," Harry commented as Nikki threw her rollerblades and ice skates on top of the books and toped it off with her pillow.
"That's everything," She sighed as she turned around quickly; obviously ashamed with what she grew up with. Harry jogged slightly to keep up with her as the doors they passed earlier busted open. Nikki grabbed Harry and flattened them against the wall as kids of every shape and form came streaming out and went down the hall. The river of children seemed to have thinned out when some other orphans, more their age, stopped in front of him and Nikki.
"What 'cha doing with your stuff witch," the tallest of the group asked as he smacked the box out of her hands. "Did they find you a hole to live in?"
"No," Nikki as she clenched her fist.
The boy smirked as he noticed something on the ground "Well now, what do we have here?"
"Give that back," Nikki commanded as the boys passed around what seemed to be a pet collar, by this time a crowd started to form, enclosing them in a circle.
"Why, you have no use for it," said one of the other boys. "Remember."
"Give it back," She repeated as she yelled. "It's mine"
"Then jump for it," they said as they held it up over her head.
"No," Nikki spat. "Just give me it back."
"What are you going to do, use your magic on us? You know you're not allowed to harm us with your abnormality." He said in a mocking voice as Nikki gave him an icy glare.
Harry was about to step forward when Nikki put out her hand, signaling to stay where he was. She raised her other hand and laid it gently under her throat. "Crire" she said softly as a blue light emerged for a second but soon vanished. She took a cleansing breath before she opened her mouth and screamed. Harry's hands quickly shot to his ears, trying to drown out the noise. Harry opened his eyes, closed from trying to block out the sound, and saw the others in the same state as he was. Nikki continued to yell as if it was coming from the pit of her stomach. The orphans quickly departed, looking for shelter from the yells as Nikki stopped. Nikki said something as she laid her hand back on her throat before she fell to the ground and began to pick up her stuff.
"What was that," Harry asked as she slowly removed his hands from his ears.
"A Banshee spell," Nikki explained as she gathered a stack of letters written on parchment. "It allows the used to be able to yell like a banshee"
Harry handed her the collar that was taken from her as she put everything back in the box. She held the collard in her hands for a moment before she laid it lovingly back in her box.
"What's it from" Harry asked once they got back outside.
"It was Amber's. She was my pet Firefox. She was in my memories earlier," She explained as they reached the corner. "The guys took her from my room and threw her out into the rain; they aren't supposed to be in the rain" She added in a sad tone as they walked down the street. "Her fire ended up getting put out and she died."
"Why didn't you stand up to those guys back there" He asked as the pub came in to view.
"I did before Harry but it was pointless. I was trying to stop them from bulling me by being a bully myself; it wasn't going to make things better, just worst. So I figured to let them idiots, karma will get them in the end." She explained before they went inside to get back to Hogwarts and training.
A/N: It's a bit longer then the other one I think.... Hmmmm. I'm not sure. I'll have to do this quick, I have to baby-sit soon. Aurg... so busy. I didn't expect to finish this so early, well not today at least.
Heero's Girl – It thickened and will continue to do so as the story progresses, and that's for the little vote of confidence on the spelling. It should be good by then end of the story. *helps bop the non-reviewers*
Poet – Why Hello! I'm glad that you're loving it and yes the deaths are sad but that's life.... Or at least the end of life anyways. And I'm proud of this story too, the PHK, CB and Mira (you forgot Mira) do add to it. There isn't a lot with our beloved Island in it. I should have read this to you earlier; it got you on track (lol)