Angel:
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Lin got up from his bed and stretched. He never seemed to get used of the dreary ambience of the infirmary.
It would have been tolerable if two certain redheads stayed to keep him company.
For each day that he was with them, his affection towards them grows.
Admiration leads to Affection and Affection leads to Adoration. It would only be some time until he reaches that level. And more time for a new level.
It had been years since he had seen both his parents and managed the shop by himself. A large task for an eleven-year -old, it was hell for a seven- year-old. Fortunately, the Lion's Heart rarely had any customers.
In fact, Jamie and Lily were his first.
A few days before he met them, Lin received a letter from Hogwarts accepting him as a new student. At first he threw the letter in the wastebasket. He didn't have anytime for that sort of thing. Meeting new people scares him.
That was until they walked into his shop and light up the room with their smiles.
They were like a pair of identical angels that came to him in a dream. But he knew that it was not a dream.
And just like that, he knew what they were there for. At first it seemed weird that he knew what they wanted but it all came naturally for him.
When they left, he knew that his life would not be the same.
Sighing, Lin walked towards the door of the infirmary and quietly snuck out.
**
The corridors of Hogwarts were quiet in the dead of the night. Not even a mouse was stirring although the sound of mischief echoes through the halls.
"Peeves!" Mr. Filch roared as he ran after the fleeing poltergeist. In his rush, Filch tumbled and crashed onto a nearby suit of armor. "When I get my hands on you." Peeves merely stuck out his tongue and flew away.
Filch gave chase much to the silent relief of two first years under the cover of their invisibility cloak.
"That was close," Jaime said as they walked towards the infirmary. Lily was breathing heavily as she tried to relax.
"We should have waited for tomorrow," Lily's voice was a bit shaky but Jamie knew her too well.
"You would have gone to him even if I didn't suggested it," Jamie smiled. "Face it Lily, you like him."
"And you don't?" Lily asked indignantly. "Every girl that looks at him a certain way gets a hard glare from you."
"But never to you," Jamie said proudly.
"Never," Lily smiled. "Why is that?"
"We were raised to share everything," she smiled.
"I think that only applies to personal stuff," Lily sighed. "And I doubt that Lin would want to be seen as a 'thing' to be owned."
"You just want him all for yourself," Jaime teased. Lily looked shockingly at her cousin for her remark.
"Jaime! That's not funny!" she hissed. Jaime could only giggle in her mirth.
"We're here," they stopped in front of the doors of the infirmary.
""Maybe he's sleeping," Lily said reluctantly.
"Come on, Lily. If you want him you have to show some guts," Jaime said proudly.
"Talk like that will get you two into trouble," a familiar voice said behind them and they froze. Dread and fear petrified them to where they stood. "Invisibility cloaks hide the wearer from sight but not their sounds. I should know, I got into trouble by it more often than enough."
"Hi, Dad," Lily said as she stuck her head out from the cloak making her like a bodiless specter. "What brings you here?"
Harry Potter was leaning on the wall behind them with his arms and legs crossed. It was like he was waiting for them to come.
"Shouldn't I be asking that?" he smiled as Jamie removed the cloak revealing them in their regular clothes.
"We were.... ah...." Jaime blushed in embarrassment. "We just wanted to see him."
"Couldn't this wait tomorrow?" Harry sighed as he stood up straight. "He'll be fine by himself."
"We, on the other hand, aren't," Lily mumbled but was loud enough for her father to hear.
"Go back to bed," he said softly and smiled. "Madam Pomfrey said that you could be there first thing if you keep quiet." At this revelation, the girls smiled.
"Okay, Uncle Harry," Jaime sighed and took Lily's hand.
"By Dad," she gave him a kiss and was prepared to cover themselves with the cloak when they heard a serene sound coming from outside. Both girls were allured by the song and drank the melody like it was ambrosia.
"What is that?" Lily asked.
"It sounded like someone's singing," Jaime said as she tried to determine the source. Harry listened to the song and smiled sullenly.
"It's a song for the lost," Harry said as he looked outside from the nearest window. "It was said that the song guides the lost back to the singer. And the singer keeps on singing it until they have returned."
"That's sad," Lily's heart fell. It was such a lovely song for such a lonely cause. Jaime felt the sorrow of the song and squeezed her cousin's hand.
"Who's singing it?" Jaime asked.
"And an angel sings for the lost until they have returned from their strayed path," Harry sighed as he looked at the moon.
Jaime and Lily look outside and saw the fullness of the moon and were awed at the sight of a winged creature with outstretched wings with the moon behind it.
The creature was like a four winged angel; a cherubim. Two of the wings were like fire and two were like ice. But it blended in perfect harmony against the white background of the moon.
They just stood there and listened, and hoped that his sorrow would end.
Hoped that he would be at peace.
**
The Angel's throat was dry and his eyes were wet. He had been singing for hours just to relieve his sorrow. It didn't work but he felt a little peace.
Especially when he spied two redheads listening in sorrow at his song. This disturbed him for he didn't want to see sadness from both of them.
He vowed that he would do everything in his power to see them smile again.
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end of 9
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A/n: Sorry for the delay. I got stuck on one project to the next. And please, don't kill me. Please forgive me. And please be patient with me. Thanks.
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Lin got up from his bed and stretched. He never seemed to get used of the dreary ambience of the infirmary.
It would have been tolerable if two certain redheads stayed to keep him company.
For each day that he was with them, his affection towards them grows.
Admiration leads to Affection and Affection leads to Adoration. It would only be some time until he reaches that level. And more time for a new level.
It had been years since he had seen both his parents and managed the shop by himself. A large task for an eleven-year -old, it was hell for a seven- year-old. Fortunately, the Lion's Heart rarely had any customers.
In fact, Jamie and Lily were his first.
A few days before he met them, Lin received a letter from Hogwarts accepting him as a new student. At first he threw the letter in the wastebasket. He didn't have anytime for that sort of thing. Meeting new people scares him.
That was until they walked into his shop and light up the room with their smiles.
They were like a pair of identical angels that came to him in a dream. But he knew that it was not a dream.
And just like that, he knew what they were there for. At first it seemed weird that he knew what they wanted but it all came naturally for him.
When they left, he knew that his life would not be the same.
Sighing, Lin walked towards the door of the infirmary and quietly snuck out.
**
The corridors of Hogwarts were quiet in the dead of the night. Not even a mouse was stirring although the sound of mischief echoes through the halls.
"Peeves!" Mr. Filch roared as he ran after the fleeing poltergeist. In his rush, Filch tumbled and crashed onto a nearby suit of armor. "When I get my hands on you." Peeves merely stuck out his tongue and flew away.
Filch gave chase much to the silent relief of two first years under the cover of their invisibility cloak.
"That was close," Jaime said as they walked towards the infirmary. Lily was breathing heavily as she tried to relax.
"We should have waited for tomorrow," Lily's voice was a bit shaky but Jamie knew her too well.
"You would have gone to him even if I didn't suggested it," Jamie smiled. "Face it Lily, you like him."
"And you don't?" Lily asked indignantly. "Every girl that looks at him a certain way gets a hard glare from you."
"But never to you," Jamie said proudly.
"Never," Lily smiled. "Why is that?"
"We were raised to share everything," she smiled.
"I think that only applies to personal stuff," Lily sighed. "And I doubt that Lin would want to be seen as a 'thing' to be owned."
"You just want him all for yourself," Jaime teased. Lily looked shockingly at her cousin for her remark.
"Jaime! That's not funny!" she hissed. Jaime could only giggle in her mirth.
"We're here," they stopped in front of the doors of the infirmary.
""Maybe he's sleeping," Lily said reluctantly.
"Come on, Lily. If you want him you have to show some guts," Jaime said proudly.
"Talk like that will get you two into trouble," a familiar voice said behind them and they froze. Dread and fear petrified them to where they stood. "Invisibility cloaks hide the wearer from sight but not their sounds. I should know, I got into trouble by it more often than enough."
"Hi, Dad," Lily said as she stuck her head out from the cloak making her like a bodiless specter. "What brings you here?"
Harry Potter was leaning on the wall behind them with his arms and legs crossed. It was like he was waiting for them to come.
"Shouldn't I be asking that?" he smiled as Jamie removed the cloak revealing them in their regular clothes.
"We were.... ah...." Jaime blushed in embarrassment. "We just wanted to see him."
"Couldn't this wait tomorrow?" Harry sighed as he stood up straight. "He'll be fine by himself."
"We, on the other hand, aren't," Lily mumbled but was loud enough for her father to hear.
"Go back to bed," he said softly and smiled. "Madam Pomfrey said that you could be there first thing if you keep quiet." At this revelation, the girls smiled.
"Okay, Uncle Harry," Jaime sighed and took Lily's hand.
"By Dad," she gave him a kiss and was prepared to cover themselves with the cloak when they heard a serene sound coming from outside. Both girls were allured by the song and drank the melody like it was ambrosia.
"What is that?" Lily asked.
"It sounded like someone's singing," Jaime said as she tried to determine the source. Harry listened to the song and smiled sullenly.
"It's a song for the lost," Harry said as he looked outside from the nearest window. "It was said that the song guides the lost back to the singer. And the singer keeps on singing it until they have returned."
"That's sad," Lily's heart fell. It was such a lovely song for such a lonely cause. Jaime felt the sorrow of the song and squeezed her cousin's hand.
"Who's singing it?" Jaime asked.
"And an angel sings for the lost until they have returned from their strayed path," Harry sighed as he looked at the moon.
Jaime and Lily look outside and saw the fullness of the moon and were awed at the sight of a winged creature with outstretched wings with the moon behind it.
The creature was like a four winged angel; a cherubim. Two of the wings were like fire and two were like ice. But it blended in perfect harmony against the white background of the moon.
They just stood there and listened, and hoped that his sorrow would end.
Hoped that he would be at peace.
**
The Angel's throat was dry and his eyes were wet. He had been singing for hours just to relieve his sorrow. It didn't work but he felt a little peace.
Especially when he spied two redheads listening in sorrow at his song. This disturbed him for he didn't want to see sadness from both of them.
He vowed that he would do everything in his power to see them smile again.
.
end of 9
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A/n: Sorry for the delay. I got stuck on one project to the next. And please, don't kill me. Please forgive me. And please be patient with me. Thanks.