Chapter 5: Friendship comes before the rest
A/N: Hey guys! Thanx for the reviews, I wish there were more, but eventually, that's what will happen. Thanx to: Arc angel O-death (sry if i spelled it wrong) for the convo. it's the best review i've gotten yet. thank you all for even bothering to read my story. I can't wait to write the next chapter, ooh, love is in the air! and i just found out that my husband can im me! he was allowed to bring his labtop with him. squeal he just imed me! oh, he's so sweet! he just sent me an e-card with a poem inside! g2g talk to my one, my only! c ya! jenna
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I wish I did (more so Draco), but I guess I'll have to settle for my husband...or neville....hmmm, choices, choices, lol.
Chapter 5: Friendship comes before the rest
Harry and Moira walked through the castle grounds, talking. "So, what do you all do around here for fun?" asked Moira. "Lots of stuff. We swim, talk, pull pranks, play quidditch, you know," replied Harry. "Quidditch!?!" said Moira, a bit astonished. "Ya, you know. With brooms-?" "Yes, I know what it is, I've just- I've never been able to play." "Youv'e never played quidditch!?!" asked Harry, astonished. Moira shook her head. "Well then-" said Harry, pausing in their stroll, "-we'll have to do something about that." Moira grinned. "Follow me," said Harry, leading Moira to the quidditch field.
Once Harry had gotten his broom (by magic), he and Moira stood in the middle of the quiddtich field. Moira stood beside the broomstick, while Harry told her how to mount. "-just swing your leg up over it, no side- saddle," said Harry. He gave Moira a hand up, as she mounted the broom slowly and steadily. "I did it!" she cried excitedly. They stood (and hovered) grinning at each other.
After a moment, Harry broke the long moment by becoming rather serious again. "Now, would you like to fly?" "Do you think I could?" asked Moira, rather shocked. "Of course," said Harry with a side grin. "Alright, but only if you come with me," said Moira stubbornly. Harry paused a moment in thought. "Ok," he said finally. He headed to get a nimbus 5000, that their new team leader had bought them. When he returned, Moira frowned at the broom. Harry grinned inwardly, knowing very well what she had meant by 'if you come with me'.
Harry waited until Moira had gotten the hang of flying. She's pretty good, thought Harry, obviously impressed. "I'm flying!" squealed Moira from above. "Yes you are," said Harry. He jumped on his broom and zoomed after her. They raced together, laughing and occasionally shouting at each other, "Can't catch me," or, "I'm winning!"
They zoomed through the clouds. Circling and crisscrossing each other, smiling broadly. Harry showed off, doing a few flips and twirls. He once even stood up on the broom, as it soared above the lake. "Be careful!" shouted the worried Moira. Harry laughed at this comment. "Don't you dare," said Moira, knowing very well what he was about to do. To prove that he wasn't afraid, Harry jumped from his broom towards hers. She screamed as he latched onto her broom and pulled himself up behind her. She was still screaming when he guided the broomstick low, towards the lake. He laughed, and she began to lower her screaming to a high-speed breathing. With a heavy sigh of relief, she looked at the scenery around her and smiled. "Here," said Harry, putting his hand on hers. Slowly, he moved her hand towards the lake, dipping her fingers into it slightly. She watched as her hand made ripples through the water.
Suddenly, a large figure began to surface. Moira gasped as a half- human figure began to surface from below the water. The figure was a female, a beauty, a mermaid. It began to speak a terrible screeching noise. They both covered their ears. I forgot about that, thought Harry. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the mermaid, and the water. The mermaid stopped her screeching and nodded knowingly. She went underwater. "Where did it go?" asked Moira, searching for any trace of the creature. She looked at Harry, her eyes looked from his eyes, to his forehead. She closed her eyes. Suddenly, she gasped and held her breath, as did Harry. The mermaid resurfaced and clutched Moira's and Harry's arms, pulling them into the water with her.
Under the water, they both struggled for air, yet at the same time, marveled at the beauty of the great lake. Harry had seen it before, but never this far out. Moira suddenly let out her air and stared, wide-eyed at the figure before her. In the middle of the water, before Harry,stood (or rather, floated) Moaning Murtle. "Hello Harry, good to see you again. Who's this?" asked Murtle, giving a glance at Moira. Harry let out a bubble of air. "What's that? Oh, that's right, we're underwater." Harry nodded vigorously. "Well, thanks for reminding me, you jerk!"
Harry did a double-take. Did she just call me a jerk? Harry asked himself. He turned around to see Moira nodding at him. He smirked, domgolds. "Is that the thanks I get for helping you all of these years? Hmm? That you remind me that I'm dead and everyone else is alive!?! Well, do I have news for you! Pretty soon you're going to kmow what it feels like!" she screeched at them. Harry tried his best to tell her he was sorry, but she paid no attention. Instead, she turned, and flew off crying. Suddenly, the forgotten mermaid came to them. She began to speak, incredulously. "Welcome to the great lake, how may we help you tonight?" Another mermaid, male, appeared. "In need of dining?" Another appeared, "travel lodge?" Another, "a job?" Another, "a ride on the giant squid?" And finally, a littl child mermaid came, "a savior from drowning?" Moira nodded, as did Harry, to the little girl (you know what I mean...young mermaid). She looked to her elders for advice, obviously not knowing what to do. Harry spun around when he heard a choking noise. There stood (swam/floated, whatever) Moira, clutching her throat, her face became paler than it already was, and her eyes bulged. Harry went to her, planning on sharing what was left of his oxygen, when he was pushed aside by the male mermaid. The male swam to Moira, and planted what looked like a kiss on her lips.
As the mermaid pulled away, Moira gasped. Harry was sure that she would drown, but instead, no water came into her mouth, and she smiled at Harry. Then, a large female mermaid swam up to Harry, and kissed him as well. He also gasped, and again gasped, this time in shock, for he too had not breathed in water, but air. "Thank you," said Moira kindly to the merfolk. "Our pleasure, miss," said one. "I thought you all were vicious," said Harry, distrust in his eyes. "We've changed. We find it better to greet our land friends. They've done us good for quite some time now, and we also find that the pay we make from our underwater scenery and hospitality can do much good. Like now, we don't wear that out of fashion seaweed anymore, but pearls and shells!" said the handsome male whom had given Moira her kiss of life. Harry scowled at him.
Moira was watching Harry. He's so brave, thought Moira, he's a lot nicer than the boys at my old school, but he seems hurt, I wonder what's troubling him. Just as she was about to take a dip into Harry's mind, she noticed him scowl at the boy who had kissed her. She giggled quietly for a moment, forgetting entirely about the mind-reading she had had in store for him. "Come, stay with us," said the male suddenly. "What? I'm sorry, but we can't, we have school," said Moira apologetically."No problem, you can come to our store and purchase a time turner," said the boy matter-of-factly. "Time turner! But those are illegal unless given permission to use one by the Ministry of Magic!" stated Moira knowingly.
The male turned to an older mermaid whom had swam up while they were talking. He said something to him, and the elder mermaid (merman) gave him a shell with writing on it. "It's a certificate that we may sell them. They only work once, and after that, they turn into water." Harry looked at Moira. For a moment, he was lost in her beauty, but then, he remembered where they were, and spoke, "Do you want to?" Moira took a moment to think. "Why not?" she said with a grin. And hurried off after her first friend.
Harry went ahead of Moira, following the mermaids. He remembered Moira, when she had smiled at him. My first new friend, he thought happily, for now.
A/N" Whew! That was long. Sorry if it was too long, I'm tired and excited because my husband just got some news that, because he just got married (and his general father called in a favor as our wedding present), he can come home early! The bad news is, he has to go to the rough part of this war before he can...for a month. A month! sigh Oh, I hope he'll be alright. He read my story blush and told me that it was good, and he hoped hint that I would get more reviews hint hint from you people HINT, because it truly deserved a hundred reviews hopeful murmer. Ask your friends to R&R this story, please! I need more reviews so that I can write more. Reviews are like my fuel. If I stop getting them, I'll still work, but it's like pushing a car uphill. Hard. And hard=worse and shorter chapters. So, please review! I am completely serious! Thanks, by the way, zoeluver, I'll make a deal with you. I'll write the other story in pg or pg- 13 form, IF you can get more peeps to R&R my story. Deal? Hope so, because making the story, and getting the reviews are both gifts to me, and I'll write about you in each A/N if you can get over 4 people to review. Thanx! Jenna
A/N: Hey guys! Thanx for the reviews, I wish there were more, but eventually, that's what will happen. Thanx to: Arc angel O-death (sry if i spelled it wrong) for the convo. it's the best review i've gotten yet. thank you all for even bothering to read my story. I can't wait to write the next chapter, ooh, love is in the air! and i just found out that my husband can im me! he was allowed to bring his labtop with him. squeal he just imed me! oh, he's so sweet! he just sent me an e-card with a poem inside! g2g talk to my one, my only! c ya! jenna
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I wish I did (more so Draco), but I guess I'll have to settle for my husband...or neville....hmmm, choices, choices, lol.
Chapter 5: Friendship comes before the rest
Harry and Moira walked through the castle grounds, talking. "So, what do you all do around here for fun?" asked Moira. "Lots of stuff. We swim, talk, pull pranks, play quidditch, you know," replied Harry. "Quidditch!?!" said Moira, a bit astonished. "Ya, you know. With brooms-?" "Yes, I know what it is, I've just- I've never been able to play." "Youv'e never played quidditch!?!" asked Harry, astonished. Moira shook her head. "Well then-" said Harry, pausing in their stroll, "-we'll have to do something about that." Moira grinned. "Follow me," said Harry, leading Moira to the quidditch field.
Once Harry had gotten his broom (by magic), he and Moira stood in the middle of the quiddtich field. Moira stood beside the broomstick, while Harry told her how to mount. "-just swing your leg up over it, no side- saddle," said Harry. He gave Moira a hand up, as she mounted the broom slowly and steadily. "I did it!" she cried excitedly. They stood (and hovered) grinning at each other.
After a moment, Harry broke the long moment by becoming rather serious again. "Now, would you like to fly?" "Do you think I could?" asked Moira, rather shocked. "Of course," said Harry with a side grin. "Alright, but only if you come with me," said Moira stubbornly. Harry paused a moment in thought. "Ok," he said finally. He headed to get a nimbus 5000, that their new team leader had bought them. When he returned, Moira frowned at the broom. Harry grinned inwardly, knowing very well what she had meant by 'if you come with me'.
Harry waited until Moira had gotten the hang of flying. She's pretty good, thought Harry, obviously impressed. "I'm flying!" squealed Moira from above. "Yes you are," said Harry. He jumped on his broom and zoomed after her. They raced together, laughing and occasionally shouting at each other, "Can't catch me," or, "I'm winning!"
They zoomed through the clouds. Circling and crisscrossing each other, smiling broadly. Harry showed off, doing a few flips and twirls. He once even stood up on the broom, as it soared above the lake. "Be careful!" shouted the worried Moira. Harry laughed at this comment. "Don't you dare," said Moira, knowing very well what he was about to do. To prove that he wasn't afraid, Harry jumped from his broom towards hers. She screamed as he latched onto her broom and pulled himself up behind her. She was still screaming when he guided the broomstick low, towards the lake. He laughed, and she began to lower her screaming to a high-speed breathing. With a heavy sigh of relief, she looked at the scenery around her and smiled. "Here," said Harry, putting his hand on hers. Slowly, he moved her hand towards the lake, dipping her fingers into it slightly. She watched as her hand made ripples through the water.
Suddenly, a large figure began to surface. Moira gasped as a half- human figure began to surface from below the water. The figure was a female, a beauty, a mermaid. It began to speak a terrible screeching noise. They both covered their ears. I forgot about that, thought Harry. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the mermaid, and the water. The mermaid stopped her screeching and nodded knowingly. She went underwater. "Where did it go?" asked Moira, searching for any trace of the creature. She looked at Harry, her eyes looked from his eyes, to his forehead. She closed her eyes. Suddenly, she gasped and held her breath, as did Harry. The mermaid resurfaced and clutched Moira's and Harry's arms, pulling them into the water with her.
Under the water, they both struggled for air, yet at the same time, marveled at the beauty of the great lake. Harry had seen it before, but never this far out. Moira suddenly let out her air and stared, wide-eyed at the figure before her. In the middle of the water, before Harry,stood (or rather, floated) Moaning Murtle. "Hello Harry, good to see you again. Who's this?" asked Murtle, giving a glance at Moira. Harry let out a bubble of air. "What's that? Oh, that's right, we're underwater." Harry nodded vigorously. "Well, thanks for reminding me, you jerk!"
Harry did a double-take. Did she just call me a jerk? Harry asked himself. He turned around to see Moira nodding at him. He smirked, domgolds. "Is that the thanks I get for helping you all of these years? Hmm? That you remind me that I'm dead and everyone else is alive!?! Well, do I have news for you! Pretty soon you're going to kmow what it feels like!" she screeched at them. Harry tried his best to tell her he was sorry, but she paid no attention. Instead, she turned, and flew off crying. Suddenly, the forgotten mermaid came to them. She began to speak, incredulously. "Welcome to the great lake, how may we help you tonight?" Another mermaid, male, appeared. "In need of dining?" Another appeared, "travel lodge?" Another, "a job?" Another, "a ride on the giant squid?" And finally, a littl child mermaid came, "a savior from drowning?" Moira nodded, as did Harry, to the little girl (you know what I mean...young mermaid). She looked to her elders for advice, obviously not knowing what to do. Harry spun around when he heard a choking noise. There stood (swam/floated, whatever) Moira, clutching her throat, her face became paler than it already was, and her eyes bulged. Harry went to her, planning on sharing what was left of his oxygen, when he was pushed aside by the male mermaid. The male swam to Moira, and planted what looked like a kiss on her lips.
As the mermaid pulled away, Moira gasped. Harry was sure that she would drown, but instead, no water came into her mouth, and she smiled at Harry. Then, a large female mermaid swam up to Harry, and kissed him as well. He also gasped, and again gasped, this time in shock, for he too had not breathed in water, but air. "Thank you," said Moira kindly to the merfolk. "Our pleasure, miss," said one. "I thought you all were vicious," said Harry, distrust in his eyes. "We've changed. We find it better to greet our land friends. They've done us good for quite some time now, and we also find that the pay we make from our underwater scenery and hospitality can do much good. Like now, we don't wear that out of fashion seaweed anymore, but pearls and shells!" said the handsome male whom had given Moira her kiss of life. Harry scowled at him.
Moira was watching Harry. He's so brave, thought Moira, he's a lot nicer than the boys at my old school, but he seems hurt, I wonder what's troubling him. Just as she was about to take a dip into Harry's mind, she noticed him scowl at the boy who had kissed her. She giggled quietly for a moment, forgetting entirely about the mind-reading she had had in store for him. "Come, stay with us," said the male suddenly. "What? I'm sorry, but we can't, we have school," said Moira apologetically."No problem, you can come to our store and purchase a time turner," said the boy matter-of-factly. "Time turner! But those are illegal unless given permission to use one by the Ministry of Magic!" stated Moira knowingly.
The male turned to an older mermaid whom had swam up while they were talking. He said something to him, and the elder mermaid (merman) gave him a shell with writing on it. "It's a certificate that we may sell them. They only work once, and after that, they turn into water." Harry looked at Moira. For a moment, he was lost in her beauty, but then, he remembered where they were, and spoke, "Do you want to?" Moira took a moment to think. "Why not?" she said with a grin. And hurried off after her first friend.
Harry went ahead of Moira, following the mermaids. He remembered Moira, when she had smiled at him. My first new friend, he thought happily, for now.
A/N" Whew! That was long. Sorry if it was too long, I'm tired and excited because my husband just got some news that, because he just got married (and his general father called in a favor as our wedding present), he can come home early! The bad news is, he has to go to the rough part of this war before he can...for a month. A month! sigh Oh, I hope he'll be alright. He read my story blush and told me that it was good, and he hoped hint that I would get more reviews hint hint from you people HINT, because it truly deserved a hundred reviews hopeful murmer. Ask your friends to R&R this story, please! I need more reviews so that I can write more. Reviews are like my fuel. If I stop getting them, I'll still work, but it's like pushing a car uphill. Hard. And hard=worse and shorter chapters. So, please review! I am completely serious! Thanks, by the way, zoeluver, I'll make a deal with you. I'll write the other story in pg or pg- 13 form, IF you can get more peeps to R&R my story. Deal? Hope so, because making the story, and getting the reviews are both gifts to me, and I'll write about you in each A/N if you can get over 4 people to review. Thanx! Jenna