From what it said you were supposed to just build walls around mind. 'well that is stupid then people know what to expect and can find weak points faster.' I thought. 'I will have to come up with a different way before summers up.' after that I began on the school books and got through charms and transfiguration before dinner after dinner I picked up the one on herbology and finished that one before going to sleep.
Now
I woke up the next day yawning lightly. I looked around my flat as I though about the day before. The flat was small and done entirely in black, silver, dark reds, and blues. Basically, it was dark, really dark. Gale loved it as her mom would never let her do her bedroom in dark colors instead her mom, much to gales chagrin, had done it in Gales and mines most hated color, pink. Needless to say she slept over at my house as much as possible. That or the couch. Anyway his flat had 3 bedrooms a nice kitchen and a living room. It was all he really needed. One bedroom had basically become his library hanging on his bedroom wall was the 20 dollar bill that he had copied so many times. I got up and grabbed another book and decided to read the rest of the day. The one he grabbed was on potions which seemed rather like cooking and if there was something Harry loved to do it was cook. He was better than ms. Dark. After I finished it I was rather hungry so i cooked me some eggs and bacon after breakfast I read the potion book by Snape which had helped a lot. 'I should recommend this to anyone bad at potions.' I thought to myself as I picked one about history of magic which he found was almost entirely about goblin rebellions. 'how did they manage to take something so interesting and make it so boring is beyond me.'
i spent the rest of the day working on various jobs and telling his school that he and Gale were going to a boarding school really far away. When i got back i decided to do occlumency only different. I meditated like the book said and found myself in a rather barren field with memories everywhere in no particular order. 'This must be why I have such a horrible memory.' Me and gale may get perfect scores but for some reason there memory only seemed to really work during tests they were always look up stuff they already knew. I organized my mind for now into four sections, knowledge, memories, languages, as I knew more then a few, and fighting techniques. After that I pulled out of my mind and made myself some dinner. The rest of summer went much like this and I had completely organized my memories and after figuring out I could do anything in my mind I encrypted my memories into parseltungue, except the languages as that was far to confusing and turned them into animals, mostly squirrels, owls, and ants and added other animals to confuse them so you never now if it is a memory or not, as well as add protective animals like dragons, panthers, and every poisonous snake he new of including magical ones like Snare his magical snake which he had found was the smaller, slightly less dangerous cousin of the basilisk, it had a film to cover its deadly eyes and its poison wasn't as potent though still more potent than any other snake. It was known as the snake prince to most magical creatures. Snare was hidden when I was in the car with those people in his shirt as it was so baggy it was like a tent. I had found all of this out from one of the magical creature books. It was as Snape said an Anaerobiosis which when I looked it up in the dictionary it said life without oxygen: life in the absence of free or atmospheric oxygen. Why it was named this baffled me but hey whatever.
September 1st
I had stayed at gale house the night before and me and gale both woke up at six so we could do at least some exercise. We double and triple checked we hadn't left anything before taking the portkey and made absolutely sure we had a hold of everything and said the keyword.
"Godsend." came Gale and off we went. Why that was the keyword I wasn't really sure especially seeing as me and Gale thought religion as a useless waist of time.(sorry religious people) and in a whirl of colors we landed on the platform 9 and ¾ near a scarlet train. It was 10:30 so the platform was fairly busy. We put out luggage on and then got on the train in one of the very back compartments and got out some books we had in our backpacks which we had put stuff in so we wouldn't get bored on the train, Gales on muggle chemistry mine being Hogwarts a history since it was the only book I hadn't read yet. We read for a while when the compartment door slid open. We looked up to see and found a boy our age with violently red hair and lots of freckles.
"Can I sit here? Everywhere else is full." the boy asked. I looked at the window and saw we had begun to move.
0 what do you think gale0 I said pushing my thoughts toward her so she would pick it up and open the link up.
0 I don't really trust him and he has strong prejudice about him but I do not mind him sitting with us.0
"Sure we don't care" I said. He looked relieved and sunk down on the bench opposite of me and gale. " I'm Ron Weasly" he said.
"Gale Dark" Gale said.
"Harry Potter" I said. I watched in amusement as Weasly sputtered.
"R…really." he said. I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah… what's the big deal?" I asked slowly.
"w… what's the big deal! Your bloody famous and supposedly dead." he said incredulously. Gale nodded "Actually I read something on it. I figured you knew but…" she trailed off pulling book out called The rise and fall of the dark arts. she flipped through the pages and hit a section at the end titled Harry potter. I read it through and burst out laughing.
"They … all… thought… I… I… was dead." I said through my laughter.
"So where were you?" he asked.
"That… is none of your business." I said glaring. The door slid open again this time to a young bushy haired girl and a nervous looking boy.
"Have you seen Neville's toad" She asked looking rather tired.
"No but I can get him to come here." I said.
"Really how?" she asked. I stood up passed her into the hall way held out my hand and concentrated on Neville's toad and willed my magic to bring him to me. And sure enough a greenish thing came flying towards me to which I willed my magic to slow it down so it landed softly in my hands.
"This him?" I asked. The boy nodded amazed.
"How did you do that with out a wand? Wandless magic is supposed to be almost impossible even Dumbledore can only do a little before tiring out." the bushy hairs girl asked.
"none of your business" I said going back in and sliding the door shut behind me.
"That was wicked." Ron said. "can you show me how?" He asked eagerly.
"maybe, maybe not." I said "we have been learning since we were three."
"who taught you?" he asked
"we taught ourselves and each other." Gale said bored.
"Would you quit with the questions and just let us read." We said at the same time glaring at Ron. We read for a while with Ron looking decidedly bored before the compartment opened again. Sighing to myself mentally I marked my place and set it down.
"Anything off the trolley dears?" a kindly plump woman asked.
"No I'm set" he said grimacing as he pulled up a corn beef sandwich. I pulled out my bag of money from my backpack which was still half full and handed it too her.
"Three of everything." I said. Gale looked at me oddly but shrugged. She gave me back my bag after taking the money needed and I put it back in my bag grabbed the candy from her distributing it evenly between us. When we finished we changed into our uniforms or Ron did me and gale just pulled on the shirts and left on our slacks. We both refused to were anything that looked like a dress. Worse they could do is expel us and what did we care its not like we need to know how to use a wand and the wizarding world needs us more then we need them. When Ron came back in he looked at us oddly
"why aren't you in your uniforms? I mean you have the shirts on but why not the rest of it?" he asked.
"because we refuse to wear anything remotely like a dress and I don't like there pants." I said.
"Your going to get in trouble." he said. We shrugged.
"Worse the could do is expel us or give us a detention to which we don't really care." gale said.
"We already know how to use magic and were only doing this for curiosity's sake. Well… and for more ideas on what to do with magic." I said.
"Oh. Look I have been dying to ask this. Why are you both so quiet?" he asked.
"I have sensitive ears. I can suppress my hearing but only so far. Talking normal is like screaming in my ear and yelling is even worse. And Harry has known this since we were three so he whispers so to not hurt my ears." Gale said.
"Not to mention after so many years it hurts to talk normally."
"Oh well that explains it." he said quieter then normal. The train they felt was now stopping with a loud screech that had Gales hand flying to cover her ears and by doing this causing her to lose balance and land across my lap he long silver hair all over me. You see Gale as I said before isn't human. She is a quarter light angel a quarter dark angel a quarter light demon and a quarter dark demon which gave her control over all light darkness and shadows but it was also forbidden so she was left out on the streets. She had silver hair that was cut at about her chin in the front and down to her ankles. She usually keeps the back in a high pony tail or a braid. She had silver eyes and was very pale no mater how much time she spent in the sun. She had cat like canines and was already developing. But oddest of all her blood ran silver though she kept a glamour over it to make it seem red. Over all she was very pretty. She got up after the screeching was dun and we had stopped.
"You alright?" I asked. She nodded and we all got up and left the train.
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Well that's it and I hope my description of Gale was clear enough. Oh and tell me what you guys think of this poem
Shadowed Girl
She's about ready to give up
To give in to the unimaginable pain she feels
She gets so sick of crying
Getting used and abused
No one seems to care
About her hopes and dreams
All they see is the beauty before there eyes
A tool to use once and toss in a away,
To be forgotten once more
The shadows and night have become her home
The rain has become a was of letting go
She never lets anyone see her down
She never lets herself cry
She just holds her head up high
pushing her pain behind closed doors,
That she never opens.
But she cant seem to see,
That all those tears left unshed,
Will soon be too much to bare
And her doors will crack at the seems
Unless she lets herself heal she's going to continue to hurt
But she doesn't want to admit she needs help
But I can see through her walls and locked doors
Her shadows and rain
Through her deep green eyes that have become so dull
I can see through but…
There's no way for me to be there unless she opens to me.
DOTF
This is done from the point of view of a guy which was a little tricky as I'm a girl but I did it :)