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OUT OF DARKNESS©® by Kichiko Ichi
"Winter winds have gone and faded
October skies of thoughts of gray
Tears upon my pillow layin'
A child lost to the pain
I pray for better days.
Lift me up, lead me from this place
Let your love be mercy on my face
I'm rising up, I change before your eyes
Out of darkness
Stated in a lie"- 'In the Light' by Full Blown Rose
"Good bye everyone." Harry had said quietly in the shadows.
He had defeated Voldemort the month after school let out, ending his 5th year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had done what everyone had wanted him to do & now he wanted to do what he wanted. He didn't want to be Harry The-Boy-Who-Lived Potter; he wanted to be Harry Potter. Unfortunately, he knew that the public would never let him be who he wanted to be, so he decided to fake his own death. Last week, he had stood in the shadows and watched his own funeral with a new friend. She was a new neighbor of his, and was...different. She wasn't a witch, nor was she a Muggle (or a Squib). She is a 17 year old hybrid Harpie (part Harpie, part Vampyre, and part Elemental), and her name is Morgan Lyndsay.
She is a very beautiful creature. She is 5'7", olive skin, slim but toned body, pitch black hair, and the bluest eyes that glowed when she was feeding or they glowed red when she was angry. She had only one set of wings that came from her shoulders instead of growing off of her arms like most Harpies. She had long arms and legs that became almost bird-like when enraged, just like a Harpie.
The day Harry decided to leave everyone behind, she stood with him. She didn't agree with what he was doing, but she stood by him anyway. They now stood in the shadows, waiting for their chance to fly away.
"Are you sure you want to do this Harry?"
"Yes, I'm sick of all of this & I know you want to start over too."
"That's why I moved into Muggle Surrey, but you just had to drag me into all of this."
"You agreed to it."
"I know, but this is more exciting than sitting at home and unpacking,"
"Yes, you have sooo much to unpack. It took you 10 minuets to unpack everything, and nothing was shrunken, plus you did it without magic."
"No, I did it without using a wand. I don't need anything to conduct my magic, only witches and wizards do. Harry, don't you think you are being a bit selfish?"
"No. I've done everything that was asked of me. I lost my parents, became the Boy-Who-Lived, faced Voldemort countless times, finally killed him, and I faked my death in hopes of being at peace. Is it too much to ask to be left alone?"
"No, it's not too much, but you do have another reason for faking your death. Wanting Someone else to suffer like you have is not a good reason to fake your death and you know it."
"I'm aware of that, but Dumbledore did keep things from me. I feel like he didn't care if I lived or died, as long as I killed Voldemort. I want him to suffer; I want him to realize that he messed up big time and that things don't always end up how he wants them to. He is a meddling old coot and I want him in pain."
" sighs> Alright, I will drop this subject. I still think that there are other ways around this, but we can't change the past. Come on, I think we should leave now."
Harry nodded and mounted his Firebolt while Morgan uncased her wings and they took of into the darkened sky. They flew high into the sky and Morgan cast an invisibility charm on them to ensure that they wouldn't be seen. They flew for 3 hours before Morgan spoke up.
"Where exactly are we going?"
"I don't know yet, but I want to see where all of this began, Godric's Hollow. I wonder if the house was ever rebuilt?"
"Harry, I can't go with you."
"Why not?"
"There is still so much dark magic there and my body will not be able to function. I will go as far as I can, but I will not follow you into Godric's Hollow."
"You're a dark creature, how can you not be able to withstand the dark magic?"
"I am not a dark creature. A Harpie is harmless unless threatened violently."
"But what about your Vampire side?"
"I'm a Vampyre, p-y-r-e, not i-r-e. I don't have to drink blood in order to survive. I was not cursed with the darkness. I can do anything I want, tan, vacation on an island, enter Holy ground, etc. I only feed when I haven't eaten in days and I only drink blood from blood bags from people who have freely given their blood. I will wait for you here."
Harry nodded and descended towards his old house, before he became the Boy-Who-Lived. Morgan waited on the archway at the entrance for Harry. As Harry touched down, he heard a faint alarm go off. He ignored it and continued on towards the houses. As he approached one house, a man came rushing out of that house. Harry looked at the man, and then passed out.
"Harry!" Morgan screamed and swooped down towards Harry. She landed next to him, cradled his body, and used her wings to shield him from the mystery man. The mystery man was soon joined by a woman with bright emerald eyes.
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