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Harry Potter and the Centaur Curse – Prologue

Slowly…painfully…she awoke from her unconsciousness. She tried moving her head but a sharp pain caused her to stop and gasp in pain. She opened her eyes and saw someone leaning over her face and dampening her forehead with a cool cloth. She relaxed and tried to move again, but groaned in defeat.

"Don't move, Mika. You're hurt," the person told her. She recognized instantly the voice, which belonged to Harry Potter.

"Little late…aren't you…Harry?" she managed to say weakly. She heard him chuckle as he went back to bandaging a cut on the right side of her head.

"Oh, Harry! Let her recover!" Hermione said as she fixed Mika's left arm.

"Bug off, Hermione! We need to cheer her up! Not let her be gloomy and bored!" Ron scolded, who sat by Mika's right leg, which he was bandaging. Mika chuckled a little and stopped to breathe in sharply. Her eyes focused slowly and she realized she was lying on a table in Hagrid's hut. He was at her left leg, humming a tune as he finished binding a splint on her broken leg. As he tightened the splint, Mika cried out in pain and agony. Harry quickly placed the cloth on her forehead to calm her down.

Mika relaxed and watched Ron as he rolled up her right sleeve, which was torn from the top of her shoulder to the very end. She tensed as his face turned from peaceful to horrified look. Harry looked up at Ron and then looked at the arm, also becoming horrified.

"What is wrong, Ron? Harry?" Hermione asked. She walked over and screamed.

"What the bloody hell happened to yeh arm?" Hagrid asked in astonishment and anger. A deep and large cut ran from the top of her shoulder to the base of her middle finger. She moved her head, which hardly hurt anymore and eyed the others.

"My attacker did that to me…" she said sitting up with great effort. She gingerly fingered the still bleeding scar. She, suddenly, took out a flute and played a short and simple, yet eerie, tune.

As quickly as the tune ended, a knock came to the door. Hagrid answered it and a hooded figure strode in, locking the door behind him. He closed all the blinds and walked up to Mika, who was smiling.

"It's alright, Lomak…they're friends…" Mika said reassuringly. The figure nodded and pulled his hood back. The others could not believe what they saw for in front of them was an elf. The blonde haired, blue eyed elf sat by Mika silently. He took out another flute and played an eerie tune that caused Mika to glow. As soon as it ended, Mika was walking around the room, everything but the scar, healed completely.

"What had happened to you, earlier?" Lomak asked, concerned for his best friend. She fingered her golden heart locket before she sighed and answered,

"A boy was bothering me and I made him mad. One thing you must know though…get a person so mad, you can make them burst. Well, I did that and the boy became a Werewolf and here I am…" Mika's head jerked up as the clock started to chime the time. She turned to Lomak with terror written all over her face.

"Lomak…it's a full moon right now…"

Hey! Hope you enjoyed this! I am writing this with Sirius Black Here as the co-author ((and yes...Mel is in this, too!)) RR PLEASE!