Haya ppl, how is everyone? I just got expelled from school…can you believe it?
Uh oh well…I guess that means I've got more time for my story hu…ya…so here ya go…going now…bye…
Becca: thank for your review it means a lot! Especially from some one as experienced as you! Smiles real big P.S.
Have you made a sequel yet? J
Desire:
The train got back on track and arrived at the station as if nothing had happened. Harry, Ron, and Hermione left to get their bags and Packey and I stood alone waiting for instructions. It was growing dark out side as storm clouds swirled in from the distance.
"Its going to rain tonight" Packey said quietly "real bad too"
"I guess we won't be flying tonight hu?" I asked watching the students swarm from the train, chattering excitedly about the wreck.
" Ya we'll just have to decorate our new room instead…" Packey smiled "sister"
"Oi Packey Desire! Over here!" Ron called from over the group. I gave Packey a sisterly grin before heading off to find Ron.
We found him standing next to a cart held steady by a beautiful winged skeleton horse. "Wow" I muttered in aw. "Look Packey isn't it beautiful?"
"What?" she asked looking around "you mean the cart?"
I sighed "No Dumb ass the hor--"
"Don't bother" Harry said jumping down from the cart "she can't see them" he walked over and pet the creature. As he did I could see the thoughts swirling in his eyes, memory's…bad ones.
"Why can't she? What…what are they?" I whispered trying to look into his eyes, so I could tell what he was thinking.
"Thestrals" he sighed dropping his hand and looking away from the creature as if the sight of it hurt him. "You can only see them if you've seen someone die"
"Oh" now I understand, when he saw the thestral it reminded him of the one he lost…whomever it was.
"Well come on we better get in or they'll leave without us" he smiled half-heartedly, turned and climbed into the cart. I stood and stared at the creature for a moment longer before leading Packey into the carriage. The cart was snug and my hidden wings were cramped after there long flight but it was a short ride to the castle. Harry sat across from me his mind somewhere else. I glanced at him every now and again wondering what he was thinking. He was a mystery to me. His eyes were so cold, he had the look of someone who had lived to long. He had the sad, lost, broken look of a person who had seen too much, a person who was already grieving for his own death. Yet he was so kind, gentle even, he had a pureness in him I'd never seen before. His aura was strong and his voice was soft and caring. I wanted to know him and I wanted to understand him. He was a mystery I was burning to unravel.
I turned my gaze back to the window the castle grew closer till we were right out side looking up into its dark body. The carts came to a stop and we all climbed out, an uncomfortable silence hanging in the air.
"Desire! Packey! Where Have you two been?!" came a shrieking yell from up the stairs everyone stopped to look up. "I went to see how you were settling in and I find you both gone! I thought you two would know better than to run off without telling us were your going!" McGonagall shouted storming down the stairs towards us her usually neat hair falling from its bun. Packey hid behind me and peaked out threw my hair as McGonagall raged forward "We've all been blind with worry now come with me no doubt Dumbledore will want a word with you" she grabbed my hand and dragged us up the stairs.
Packey giggled as I tugged her along but her arm "So much for being normal hu?"
Harry:
I watched Desire and Packey get led away, and then turned back to my bags.
The great hall was as glorious as ever. We took our seats as the sky echoed with thunder, Packey was right it was going to rain hard tonight. The chattering quieted as the first years came in looking feeble and scared. I smiled as best I could but it only seemed to scare them and they pointed at me whispering behind their hands.
The sorting went smoothly and at the end Dumbledore stood and clapped for his new students "Now before I forget we have two new 6th years Ms. Packey? Ms. Desiree if you would join us please?" Desiree and Packey appeared from the door behind the teachers' table looking shaken. Dumbledore guided them swiftly to the sorting hat and gave them a good luck wink. Packey stepped up first gave everyone one last nervous look and pulled the hat down all the way to her neck. The hall was silent all except a few giggles from under the hat. The pause went on forever then finally it shouted "Gryffindor" everyone cheered and Packey laughed dropping the hat gently on the stool and skipping down to where Ron was making room for her.
Next Desiree walked over to the hat. She picked it up and daintily put it on her head "this is so weird" she muttered, standing with her eyes shut. Then finally she nodded, her silky blond hair fluttering around her face and opened her eyes when the hat once again shouted her new house was to be Gryffindor!
I was going to make room or her (really I was!) but when she looked at me I couldn't move it was like my mind was moving to fast for my body. She stopped two seats short of me and sat down between Packey and Hermione.
"Alright, alright…settle down…wonderful" yet again the attention of the hall was locked on the headmaster, "as you all very well know Voldemort has returned kicking, which means we have a strict 8:00 curfew. On a more usual note, Quidditch tryouts will be held on Friday and Saturday, a list of forbidden items is posted on Mr. Filch's office door and the forbidden forest is still…well… forbidden."
"Harry…you are back on the Quidditch team right?" Ron said looking at me worry written all over his face. "Cause now that Fred and George are gone…I can't do it alone!"
"Don't worry Ron I'm sure I'm back on the team but I'll ask McGonagall later just to make sure, ok?" he nodded and I turned back to the table just in time to see our food appear in front of us.
As always, everyone stuffed their faces until they could barely breath. Then our plates disappeared and we all dragged ourselves with a sigh up the rows and rows of towering marble stairs to our new bedrooms. It was strange because so far no one had so much as mentioned the train wreck. It was like it never happened.
As we all reached the fat lady some one in the front mumbled the password and we all ambled in to the common room. On the wall between the girl and boy's staircases, was a new painting about feet tall and 4 feet wide, which colorfully displayed a moving picture of a burning mushroom. It was an amazing picture, using only neon colors on a black background. Most people didn't notice and went right up to bed but me, Ron and finally Hermione stopped and starred for at least a few minuets.
"Crazy hu?" I spun around and came face to face with Desiree.
"What the painting?" I asked, a bit confused, no more like tired.
"Duh…anyways you all look bushed, so you go hit the hay we gotta lotta work to do." She smiled walking over to the burning mushroom.
"What are yo---u going to do?" Hermione asked stifling a yawn.
"Redecorate" Packey smiled looking excited.
And just as Hermione was about to ask more questions Desiree stepped forward and in one quick movement she kissed the mushroom. She stood for a moment longer and the fire blazed until it burned away the whole revealing a tunnel about the same size.
"Wow" Ron mumbled, "did that really just happen or am I more tired than I thought?"
"Ya it's a little over the top but oh well I like it…hay we should be done redecorating tomorrow you should come see it!" Desiree said matter-o-factly turning back towards us.
"What is that?" I asked peeping inside and only seeing a wooden door at the end.
Desiree blinked as if she had forgotten something very important "Oh silly me its our room…we aren't sleeping with everyone else cause there wasn't enough room"
Packey was already crawling down the tunnel when Desiree bid us good night and crawled into the tunnel herself. As the to strange girls disappeared the fire roared up from were the bottom of the tunnel was and then died down again to were you could clearly see the painting right back were in was.
Desiree:
The room was already looking better and it had only been two hours. I had spelled the room with various charms to keep it safe, hidden, clean, and quiet. Then I warded it from the magical energy from the rest of the castle. We had also set up all the nick knacks we bought, added the snazzy new tom crapper toilet to the bathroom, transfigured the bath tube and shower into a self cleaning hot spring with pink bubbles and a warm waterfall, gotten rid of the burber carpet and replaced it according to location (tile kitchen, stone bathroom, carpet bedroom ect…), assembled all the aquariums, cages and everything else for our six or seven pets, and transfigured a felt cover for the tunnel, which I was trying carefully to install without making the shroom door open. Packey was hanging the door certain while Felix was prancing around on the floor in his new silver collar pawing playfully at her toes.
"Looks great so far" I sighed backing out of the tunnel " I'm gonna go do the walls" Packey nodded still trying to get the curtain up. Now what to do with those walls? The bed was light blue so I figured a light colour was in order. Finally after hours of thinking, testing, and fit throwing I settled on a glittering pearl with smoke like lines of a very pastel blue and purple. "What do you think Pack…pack?…Packey- …oh how cute." Obviously pooped, Packey and Felix had fallen fast asleep on the bed. Careful not to wake them I tucked them into bed, turned out the lights, and climbed into bed myself.
"Des?" Packey mumbled from the other side of the bed.
I yawned and looked over at her "Ya Pack?"
"You know what's going to happen in the future still?"
"Most of the time…why?"
"Everything is going to be ok now right?"
"Ya Packey … everything is going to be great…" lies, lies, and more lies, if only she knew… things are never going to be aright.
Never.
Harry:
I lied down on my bed, my mind drifting into an uneasy state of incompetence. I tried to think of something else, but all I could see was the image so deeply burned into my memory of my uncle as he stood above me hand raised.
I wanted the world to stop turning, I wanted to fall into a deep dreamless sleep and never wake up never think or feel or know anything ever again. I wanted to cry or die or anything that would take a way the squirming feeling inside me. But it wouldn't stop. The silence of the room was killing me. I hated it. All the thoughts I had been running from spun around me in a terrifying whirl of suppressed memories. And then…it stopped… I felt calm and sleepy. A face floated in and out of my minds weary eye. A girl with long blond hair smiling at me, comforting me with a soft lullaby in a dialogue I didn't understand. I listened quietly to the gentle tune, my eyes slowly falling shut.
"Harry" the voice whispered, "sleep soundly now, for soon we will all be falling down like the rain" the words were horrid, yet they pulled me farther into the sleepy nothing waiting for me. " Harry know that you are loved…no matter what happens you will never be alone." And as the voice faded I knew it was true. I was loved and nothing would ever take that away from me.
Becca: thank for your review it means a lot! Especially from some one as experienced as you! Smiles real big P.S.
Have you made a sequel yet? J
Desire:
The train got back on track and arrived at the station as if nothing had happened. Harry, Ron, and Hermione left to get their bags and Packey and I stood alone waiting for instructions. It was growing dark out side as storm clouds swirled in from the distance.
"Its going to rain tonight" Packey said quietly "real bad too"
"I guess we won't be flying tonight hu?" I asked watching the students swarm from the train, chattering excitedly about the wreck.
" Ya we'll just have to decorate our new room instead…" Packey smiled "sister"
"Oi Packey Desire! Over here!" Ron called from over the group. I gave Packey a sisterly grin before heading off to find Ron.
We found him standing next to a cart held steady by a beautiful winged skeleton horse. "Wow" I muttered in aw. "Look Packey isn't it beautiful?"
"What?" she asked looking around "you mean the cart?"
I sighed "No Dumb ass the hor--"
"Don't bother" Harry said jumping down from the cart "she can't see them" he walked over and pet the creature. As he did I could see the thoughts swirling in his eyes, memory's…bad ones.
"Why can't she? What…what are they?" I whispered trying to look into his eyes, so I could tell what he was thinking.
"Thestrals" he sighed dropping his hand and looking away from the creature as if the sight of it hurt him. "You can only see them if you've seen someone die"
"Oh" now I understand, when he saw the thestral it reminded him of the one he lost…whomever it was.
"Well come on we better get in or they'll leave without us" he smiled half-heartedly, turned and climbed into the cart. I stood and stared at the creature for a moment longer before leading Packey into the carriage. The cart was snug and my hidden wings were cramped after there long flight but it was a short ride to the castle. Harry sat across from me his mind somewhere else. I glanced at him every now and again wondering what he was thinking. He was a mystery to me. His eyes were so cold, he had the look of someone who had lived to long. He had the sad, lost, broken look of a person who had seen too much, a person who was already grieving for his own death. Yet he was so kind, gentle even, he had a pureness in him I'd never seen before. His aura was strong and his voice was soft and caring. I wanted to know him and I wanted to understand him. He was a mystery I was burning to unravel.
I turned my gaze back to the window the castle grew closer till we were right out side looking up into its dark body. The carts came to a stop and we all climbed out, an uncomfortable silence hanging in the air.
"Desire! Packey! Where Have you two been?!" came a shrieking yell from up the stairs everyone stopped to look up. "I went to see how you were settling in and I find you both gone! I thought you two would know better than to run off without telling us were your going!" McGonagall shouted storming down the stairs towards us her usually neat hair falling from its bun. Packey hid behind me and peaked out threw my hair as McGonagall raged forward "We've all been blind with worry now come with me no doubt Dumbledore will want a word with you" she grabbed my hand and dragged us up the stairs.
Packey giggled as I tugged her along but her arm "So much for being normal hu?"
Harry:
I watched Desire and Packey get led away, and then turned back to my bags.
The great hall was as glorious as ever. We took our seats as the sky echoed with thunder, Packey was right it was going to rain hard tonight. The chattering quieted as the first years came in looking feeble and scared. I smiled as best I could but it only seemed to scare them and they pointed at me whispering behind their hands.
The sorting went smoothly and at the end Dumbledore stood and clapped for his new students "Now before I forget we have two new 6th years Ms. Packey? Ms. Desiree if you would join us please?" Desiree and Packey appeared from the door behind the teachers' table looking shaken. Dumbledore guided them swiftly to the sorting hat and gave them a good luck wink. Packey stepped up first gave everyone one last nervous look and pulled the hat down all the way to her neck. The hall was silent all except a few giggles from under the hat. The pause went on forever then finally it shouted "Gryffindor" everyone cheered and Packey laughed dropping the hat gently on the stool and skipping down to where Ron was making room for her.
Next Desiree walked over to the hat. She picked it up and daintily put it on her head "this is so weird" she muttered, standing with her eyes shut. Then finally she nodded, her silky blond hair fluttering around her face and opened her eyes when the hat once again shouted her new house was to be Gryffindor!
I was going to make room or her (really I was!) but when she looked at me I couldn't move it was like my mind was moving to fast for my body. She stopped two seats short of me and sat down between Packey and Hermione.
"Alright, alright…settle down…wonderful" yet again the attention of the hall was locked on the headmaster, "as you all very well know Voldemort has returned kicking, which means we have a strict 8:00 curfew. On a more usual note, Quidditch tryouts will be held on Friday and Saturday, a list of forbidden items is posted on Mr. Filch's office door and the forbidden forest is still…well… forbidden."
"Harry…you are back on the Quidditch team right?" Ron said looking at me worry written all over his face. "Cause now that Fred and George are gone…I can't do it alone!"
"Don't worry Ron I'm sure I'm back on the team but I'll ask McGonagall later just to make sure, ok?" he nodded and I turned back to the table just in time to see our food appear in front of us.
As always, everyone stuffed their faces until they could barely breath. Then our plates disappeared and we all dragged ourselves with a sigh up the rows and rows of towering marble stairs to our new bedrooms. It was strange because so far no one had so much as mentioned the train wreck. It was like it never happened.
As we all reached the fat lady some one in the front mumbled the password and we all ambled in to the common room. On the wall between the girl and boy's staircases, was a new painting about feet tall and 4 feet wide, which colorfully displayed a moving picture of a burning mushroom. It was an amazing picture, using only neon colors on a black background. Most people didn't notice and went right up to bed but me, Ron and finally Hermione stopped and starred for at least a few minuets.
"Crazy hu?" I spun around and came face to face with Desiree.
"What the painting?" I asked, a bit confused, no more like tired.
"Duh…anyways you all look bushed, so you go hit the hay we gotta lotta work to do." She smiled walking over to the burning mushroom.
"What are yo---u going to do?" Hermione asked stifling a yawn.
"Redecorate" Packey smiled looking excited.
And just as Hermione was about to ask more questions Desiree stepped forward and in one quick movement she kissed the mushroom. She stood for a moment longer and the fire blazed until it burned away the whole revealing a tunnel about the same size.
"Wow" Ron mumbled, "did that really just happen or am I more tired than I thought?"
"Ya it's a little over the top but oh well I like it…hay we should be done redecorating tomorrow you should come see it!" Desiree said matter-o-factly turning back towards us.
"What is that?" I asked peeping inside and only seeing a wooden door at the end.
Desiree blinked as if she had forgotten something very important "Oh silly me its our room…we aren't sleeping with everyone else cause there wasn't enough room"
Packey was already crawling down the tunnel when Desiree bid us good night and crawled into the tunnel herself. As the to strange girls disappeared the fire roared up from were the bottom of the tunnel was and then died down again to were you could clearly see the painting right back were in was.
Desiree:
The room was already looking better and it had only been two hours. I had spelled the room with various charms to keep it safe, hidden, clean, and quiet. Then I warded it from the magical energy from the rest of the castle. We had also set up all the nick knacks we bought, added the snazzy new tom crapper toilet to the bathroom, transfigured the bath tube and shower into a self cleaning hot spring with pink bubbles and a warm waterfall, gotten rid of the burber carpet and replaced it according to location (tile kitchen, stone bathroom, carpet bedroom ect…), assembled all the aquariums, cages and everything else for our six or seven pets, and transfigured a felt cover for the tunnel, which I was trying carefully to install without making the shroom door open. Packey was hanging the door certain while Felix was prancing around on the floor in his new silver collar pawing playfully at her toes.
"Looks great so far" I sighed backing out of the tunnel " I'm gonna go do the walls" Packey nodded still trying to get the curtain up. Now what to do with those walls? The bed was light blue so I figured a light colour was in order. Finally after hours of thinking, testing, and fit throwing I settled on a glittering pearl with smoke like lines of a very pastel blue and purple. "What do you think Pack…pack?…Packey- …oh how cute." Obviously pooped, Packey and Felix had fallen fast asleep on the bed. Careful not to wake them I tucked them into bed, turned out the lights, and climbed into bed myself.
"Des?" Packey mumbled from the other side of the bed.
I yawned and looked over at her "Ya Pack?"
"You know what's going to happen in the future still?"
"Most of the time…why?"
"Everything is going to be ok now right?"
"Ya Packey … everything is going to be great…" lies, lies, and more lies, if only she knew… things are never going to be aright.
Never.
Harry:
I lied down on my bed, my mind drifting into an uneasy state of incompetence. I tried to think of something else, but all I could see was the image so deeply burned into my memory of my uncle as he stood above me hand raised.
I wanted the world to stop turning, I wanted to fall into a deep dreamless sleep and never wake up never think or feel or know anything ever again. I wanted to cry or die or anything that would take a way the squirming feeling inside me. But it wouldn't stop. The silence of the room was killing me. I hated it. All the thoughts I had been running from spun around me in a terrifying whirl of suppressed memories. And then…it stopped… I felt calm and sleepy. A face floated in and out of my minds weary eye. A girl with long blond hair smiling at me, comforting me with a soft lullaby in a dialogue I didn't understand. I listened quietly to the gentle tune, my eyes slowly falling shut.
"Harry" the voice whispered, "sleep soundly now, for soon we will all be falling down like the rain" the words were horrid, yet they pulled me farther into the sleepy nothing waiting for me. " Harry know that you are loved…no matter what happens you will never be alone." And as the voice faded I knew it was true. I was loved and nothing would ever take that away from me.