I would like to thank all those who read my second chpt! Alritey pple! Here's Chpt 3!
Disclaimer: I dont own charmed/harry potter. But i so own the Golden Mist idea. So dont try to take it! If u want to use my idea, ask me.
The stars twinkled brightly and all is silent in the park. The trees swayed slighty as a gentle cold breeze brushed by. The swings moved slighty back and forth except one. It was occupied by a thin looking boy with hair as dark as midnight and green eyes that hid behind an his glasses. The wind blew again and, this time, the bangs that was covering his forehead, blew back. There, a lightning scar snuggled on his left forehead. It is Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived. He is looking at his feet, ignoring the cold breeze that blew in his way again. Harry had just sneaked out of the house of his relatives to get some fresh air. He knew he was not supposed to leave the house but he just can't stay there anymore. The Dursleys are not the kind of people who can tolerate freaks or people who are not normal. Sadly, Harry is a wizard and the Dursleys hated him for it. Harry sighed and look up at the dark sky. The Dursley had made him do a lot of chores that really tires him out but he manage to complete his homework from his school, especially Potions. However, that gives him practically nothing to do but chores set by his Aunt and Uncle.
He rubbed his scar softly. He had the dream again last night. When he first had the dream, it's always shows an amulet, swinging to and fro, it's red jewel gleaming brightly. He had an uneasy feeling about it, like it could bring horrible disaster with it. At first, he scoffed at the idea but after continuos vision about it, he was convinced that the amulet is bad. Then, last night, he dreamt something different. This time, he saw a black hole tearing up a park and they were people there. Harry tried to yell them to run but one of them, a boy,got sucked up by the black hole. Then, another boy, jumped in to catch, probably trying to save him. He woke up after that. Harry looked up at the dark sky. He wondered whether those two people are fine. He didn't know why but he had the stranges feeling that he'll see them again.
Suddenly, without warning, a huge gust of wind brush by him and Harry almost fell backwards of his swing. A loud thunder rang across the sky. He stood up, a stir of uneasiness set on his stomach. All of the sudden, a streak of lightning stuck just a few feet away from him, causing him to stumble back from the sudden brightness. A gust of wind blew against him and Harry raised his arms, trying to fight back the strong wind. He squinted his eyes and noticed a dark circle appearing slowly in front of him. His face paled as he was struck with realisation that he has seen this. It was the black hole from his dream! Oh God! Don't tell me i'm gonna meet the same fate as those two! thought Harry, desperately. His brain was telling his body to run but he was too stunned and shocked to response. Thunder roared across the sky, ten times louder than before. Harry winced, his hearing taking the most beating than his other senses. Before he could even think of anything, something took form in the black hole. Because of his damn curiousity, Harry struggled to stay put to find out.
He watched as it got closer and closer, not knowing that he, too, was in danger. Of being squashed, that is. His eyes widen in realisation as it spat out and "BAM". The full force of the heavy 'thing' knocked his wind out and fell backwards. Harry gasped loudly, dizziness and pain rushed through his body.He was so absorded on his pain that he was unaware that the black hole starts to flicker and, finally, dissappeared. All was quiet in the night except for the hard breathing of our poor Harry. At last, the pain slowly ebbed away and Harry slowly sat up, wincing as a short sharp pain ran through his body again. Arghh...if Voldemort can't kill me first, my damn curiousity will! thought Harry, groaning. Harry looked at the 'thing' that hit him and stared in shock. The 'thing' that hit him was none other than two boys from his dream. They were both sprawled just before his legs and looked very pale. So pale that Harry thought they were dead. Suddenly, the boy with dirty blonde hair slowly groaned and mumbled something that sounds like 'Chris' before he was silent. He was unconscious again. Harry looked around him. The park was a total mess. There was litters and debris all over the place and Harry was surprised that the loud thunder did not seem to roused the whole neighbourhood.
He looked down at the two boys again. Suddenly, something caught his eye and paled again when he saw it. He slowly crawled over to the younger looking boy with brown hair and stare down at it. It was the amulet, glinting innocently up at him. Great Merlin! First my dream then this! This can't be coincidence, thought Harry, looking back at the two boys.A chill ran down his spine as he felt something wasn't right. Harry whipped around and surveyed his surrounding. There was nothing out of the ordinary but Harry couldn't shake off the feeling that he really should get outta here. He looked down at the two boys and sighed. He had a feeling this is going to be a long night.
Harry rubbed his shoulder wearily and looked at the boys laying on his bed. Harry had half-carried and half-dragged the two boys all the way home. It seems that all that chores he had been forced to do has somewhat made him stronger, which seems to be a good thing for him. He still looks too thin though. He slowly pulled out the handkerchief and placed it on the table. He didn't dare touch the amulet and was lucky that he had the handkerchief in his pocket. He idly wondered what happened to the guard that was supposed to be watching him. It seems strange that nobody seems to be disturbed by the sudden storm. And shouldn't they have noticed him lugging the two boys all the way here?
Harry looked back at the two boys. He didn't noticed it at first but if he look closely, they have the same face bonestructure though the boy, who Harry guess is about his age, is a bit slightly sharper than the younger one. Harry concluded that they could be brothers. He looked at them, sleeping together. He could see thecalm look on their faces, unconsciously knowing that they are both together. Something tugged atHarry'sheart and look away, feeling suddenly dejected. I wonder what it's like having a brother? Or a sister, even? Harry thought, his mind flashing back to the Weasly family. It must be wonderful and maybe annoying, he thought, thinking of Ron and his sister, Ginny, but at least they still have each other. Harry sat down and lean against the wall, a look of sadness upon his face. If only Voldemort didn't come after my parents, then I will probably have one or two, thought Harry, his eyes slowly closing before, finally, swept away by the call of dreams.
A few hours after Harry left the park with two boys, something stirred in the darkness. Someone materialized in the middle of the park. It almost looked likeitsimmered before taking form. There, stood, a man in black clothes and his eyes held something evil. Hescanned the park and walked around, as if he's looking for something. After a few minutes, he cursed silently. " It's not here," he mumbled before disappearing or more likely said, simmered out.
Alrite, pple! This will probably be the last chapter i'm writing before i hit the books but i'm not discontinuing it! i'm just putting it on hold...sorry...
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