Harry Potter and the wish of one night

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------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Harry flung forward as the bus came to a stop. He looked and saw they must have traveled very far. It was now light so either there had been a time change or they had been traveling for a long time. He didn't know which one would be better. He walked out and no sooner had he took his last step off the bus and his trunk thrown out than the night bus was gone. He was stranded. He looked around and what he saw was…

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Setsuna was growing impatient. But there was nothing else she could do. Literally. She had already kicked the driver in one of the seats because he wasn't going fast enough and was now going incessantly fast. She was like a mother looking for her son. Except she wasn't his mother only his friend.

It did not help that Vuahan had come with her. At first she was afraid that all of the teachers were coming but Vuahan had persuaded them to stay and protect the castle. She had told Minerva that if there was trouble, to think her name (Setsuna) as hard as she could and had left shortly after.

She was also angry with herself. Vuahan would not know the stuff she did if she had been able to keep her mind closed but no. Finally, she was there. She slammed to a halt. And quickly started searching for Harry's aura but it was elusive. She knew the general area but not exactly where he was. Apparently he had stepped into a Fidelius charm. Dang.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------What he saw was… incredible. He was on an island, he was guessing the Caribbean. Now who he saw was… impossible.

Who he saw was… just then he heard the slamming of car breaks in the distance and turned to look. About three blocks away the night bus had just screeched to a stop. He watched, his mind temporarily off the person who was in front of him. How, he didn't know. He saw Setsuna practically trip off the night bus and nearly laughed as she started yelling at the normal bus driver not to drive away. The stream of curses and threats were very… interesting. Lets just say even Bill didn't say some of those words. She was still muttering some things when she looked up and saw him. Her stream of… um… bad words stopping.

"Harry! I found you. Are you o…k…?" Her words died slowly and he wondered why until he saw that her sight was fixed on the person behind him.

The person behind him. He quickly turned back to the person, but not before seeing the tears brimming in his friend's eyes.

"Is that you?" he asked tentavely.

"Depends on who you is." Laughed the other person before getting serious. "Look Harry, I was ordered not to see you by… someone. Anyway I had to see you to let you know I was ok. Because if I know you, and you are James' son, your blaming yourself for my death. Well, I can explain that more later, can you tell me who this fine young lady is?"

Harry was surprised. Once again he had forgotten someone. And how could he forget Setsuna? Then he remembered the tears that had brimmed in her eyes moments before.

"This is Setsuna." He said, turning around to face her.

He saw no trace of the tears in her eyes now. Now, he saw shock, recognition, and… happiness? "Setsuna this is…" but he didn't get to finish his sentence as she cut in.

"I know who he is." She almost snapped it. Almost. Just then he remembered, they were related, how?

"Serious, this is Setsuna BLACK, do you know her?" he said.

He turned back and forth between the two. He couldn't help but notice the resemblances. They both had the exact same shade of black hair, to match their name. They both had piercing dark blue eyes that could easily be the window into their souls. Right now they both were showing many emotions, a lot of them some form of shock. They were both leaning against something and in the same manner. They were in a carefree stance that if one had not known who they were would have thought that they were having a friendly chatter. Their eyes gave them away.

That was about it on how they resembled each other. One was a male, (a much better looking male than the one he had seen two years ago but still had a haunting look in his eyes. Still, he looked no older than 25.) and one was female (a very curvaceous and good looking female who looked 17-which she was- and had that haunted look in her eyes. Except hers went more deeper).

He was just about to state the question again when Serious spoke,

"I know of only one Setsuna Black and she died when she was born at the hands of her grandmother. My mother."

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Soooooooooo. How was that?

Do you hate me?

Tooooooo bad. Ill try and get the next chap out soon but… school.

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