A/N: Well this is a like a one shot of each genre (maybe). I got bored as my friends know. I have a tendency to do what ever comes to mind when I have nothing better to do. If this fic becomes completely random or a story does form then I hope you enjoy. If some one is wondering about my other story I will update it sooner or later I just don't have any ideas. Plus I may do this differently than what some may think.
Genre 1: MysteryHarry woke up to see the sun poring into his dormitory. Ron was fast asleep in his bed. Getting up without making any noise Harry quickly changed and slipped downstairs with his broomstick. He had begun to enjoy quiet morning rides. The brisk air always woke him up in the morning. Making his way out of the common room he saw that the fire had not died out through the night. He also saw Hermione fast asleep at a desk with books piled up around her.
Sneaking out through the portrait he safely made his way to the quidditch pitch. He mounted his broom and took off. The sun was still rising over the forbidden forest. Clouds were coming in from the west signaling it to be a warm day. Circling the arena he saw a dark haired figure watching him from the stands.
Coming around the bend he saw that they had moved to a different section. Getting closer he saw that it was a girl he had never seen before. Was she a new student he thought? She didn't look like a first year, But then again a new student had transferred from an American school this year but what was she doing out here this time of morning? He knew very well that the castle wouldn't wake up for another hour.
Flying closer he saw that the figure had disappeared again. This time she hadn't appeared someplace else. Harry continued his fly around the pitch feeling the wind blowing through his already tousled hair. Feeling wide awake and refreshed Harry flew toward the castle where he knew the early risers were up and at breakfast.
"Morning Harry," greeted Hermione warmly while pouring her a cup of coffee. "Where did you go this morning? Ron said you were not in your bed this morning when he woke up, he was worried about you. He says you've been disappearing in the morning a lot lately. Harry, are you listening?"
"Huh, er well I just went for a little fly around the pitch this morning I don't see what's wrong with being alone to clear one's head in the morning," Said Harry calmly.
"Alright Harry but if you-"
"Look Hermione I'm fine really stop worrying about me ok," he said abruptly cutting off Hermione.
"Aright," she said giving up. Harry had been distant since he had come back to school. He said he was fine but no one really believed him. Hermione looked up to see Harry walking away as Ron walked into the Great Hall for breakfast. She saw Ron tell Harry good morning but he just brushed him off.
"What's wrong with him," asked Ron befuddled by Harry strange behavior. "He hasn't been that cold to me in a long time. What did you do to him Hermione?"
"Why do you think I did something Ronald Weasley? Do you think I would purposely do something to upset Harry when I know that he is emotionally unstable," Hermione said in a huff. With that she left Ron at the Gryffindor table still confused by all the strange events that had happen to him just this morning.
"Hey Ron, what wrong? You and Hermione have another row? Honestly, you should both stop it's really annoying," Said Ginny.
"No Gin that's not what happened. This morning when Harry left like he normally does to have a go at the pitch I followed him out. When he got outside I saw this strange girl with glowing blue eyes watching Harry. She had followed him out just like I had; only I don't think she knew I was following too. Anyways she didn't watch Harry like any other person. She looked to be in awe. I mean Harry's a really good flier but she looked entranced. That's when Harry saw her. He didn't see me because I didn't climb the stands to watch him. I was down at ground level while she was up at the very top.
"That's when it got weird. Gin you know how Hermione keeps going on that you can't apparate in the castle or on the grounds but that's exactly what she did. One moment she was there the next she was on the other side of the pitch. Harry saw it too. When he went around a corner she just disappeared into thin air."
"But Ron that's impossible. Have you told Hermione yet?" asked Ginny.
"No, that's what I meant talk to them about but she stormed off before I could even open mouth and Harry wouldn't even acknowledge me at all."
As Harry sat there in Professor Snape's class his mind was on the mysterious girl at the pitch this morning rather than his potion. It was supposed to be a cool shade of orange but it was a violent shade of blood red. Hermione looking over at Harry knew he wasn't concentrating at all.
"Harry," Hermione whispered his name. "Harry," she said a little more forcefully snapping him out of his thoughts. "You need to add the wing of a mayfly and stir it two times counter clockwise to fix your potion before Snape comes over this way."
"Sure Hermione." As Harry was adding the wing to his potion Neville happened to be walking past. Malfoy stuck out his leg causing Neville to trip over the table that was holding Harry potion tipping the whole thing over sending it to fall to the floor.
Seeing his ruined potion on the floor Harry was about to jump all over Malfoy when his potion flew back on his desk. It had change from the foul red mixture to the cool orange it was supposed to be. "Thanks Hermione," said Harry quietly looking at his friend with genuine appreciation.
"Er, Harry I didn't do that," Hermione said nervously. She had been looking for a spell like that but hadn't been able to find one yet. She wondered who could have done that.
"Well if you hadn't done it then who did?" he asked aloud. Meanwhile Neville had picked himself off the floor and was being yelled at by Snape until the table had fixed itself when Harry's potion rejoined with its cauldron.
"Potter did you just fix that table and correct your potion?" Snape asked confused by what had just happened. He had seen Malfoy stick his leg out to trip Neville and wasn't planning on stopping him. He was looking forward to giving Harry another zero for the day and hoping to kick Neville of his Potions class. He had no idea how he passed the owls considering the blundering mess he'd make daily in his class.
"Well Sn- sir I don't know it just happened." Harry said just as confused as the professor was. Looking at Neville he saw the boys face mimicked his own as did Ron's. "I saw Neville as he was tripping because Malfoy has stuck his leg out and the potion fell to the floor, but I honestly don't know why or how it repaired itself."
"Ms. Granger would like to explain this? I am sure you must have had some thing to do with this," said Snape looking directly at Hermione.
"No sir I had nothing to do with it," said Hermione still looking perplexed.
"Well, Potter just bring a flask up to my desk and leave class dismissed," he said curtly. "As for you Mr. Longbottom, do the same and leave as fast as you can before you destroy anything else in my class room."
Later that night Harry was lying in his bed trying to clear his mind. He had started taking occlumency again; failing to do so he decided to take a walk around the castle. At dinner he had talked with Ron and Hermione about all the strange things that had happened today. With what Ron saw this morning and the event in Potions class Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak and headed out into the icy halls of the great castle.
At night Harry realized how different the castle seemed. It gave off a more sinister feeling now that he thought about the many things that had happened here through out the centuries, death among them. Harry considered going to visit Myrtle but thought better of it when he thought if spending his free time when a girl who had died in the girls lavatory over fifty years ago. Instead he ventured up to the astronomy tower. He knew no one would be there. It was past midnight and the lake was giving off an unearthly chill that cooled the night exceptionally.
Stepping out into the cold air Harry saw the dark haired girl with her blue eyes. But they weren't glowing like Ron had described. They were an electric blue but no glow. He also noticed she was small, but too big to be a third year let alone a first year.
"Who are you?" quizzed Harry. Are you the new student from America?"
The girl didn't answer. She just stared at Harry, her eyes locking into his own, causing Harry to feel mildly uncomfortable. She slowly began moving toward Harry her cloak opening to reveal a silver box with Latin letters on it. She slowly began to open the box from which a sliver of light peaked through.
"I have seen the way you suffer Harry Potter. Let go and come with me and I will take away all your pain." She had been opening the silver more as she had been talking. Now it was completely open sending a warm white light bathing Harry in its touch.
"Let go," she whispered. "Let me heal you."
Harry looking up at the girl saw the cold look in her eyes that told him she couldn't be trusted but the warm light was calling him, so that he was walking to her. When he had reached her he stuck out his hand to touch the box only to be sucked in by the power of her talisman.
Well, how do you like? Each chapter is going to be something different unless some one wants a particular chap to continue. If so just say it in the review or email it to me. I hope you enjoyed it. Till next time.