Edited: A few people pointed out that I had 'NCIS' instead of 'NIS' which is was at this point. Thank you, to everyone who pointed it out. I don't know why I put the wrong one down, I hate when other people do it, then I do it. Ugg. Anyway, I put some info about an original novel I'm kinda working on in my profile. I may post it either on here, or on fictionpress. It depends on if I get any response.
Update, yippee! I can tell you right now, I will most likely not update again until after the 15th. I have exams, and really need to focus on them. This chap actually took me a while to get down, cause A LOT happens, and questions will be answered;)
Mom,
I don't know how much more he does than eat. Well, he can play chess. He's amazing at chess.
Can you send my letter to Dad?
My grades are still good. I can't wait to see you guys!
Love,
Harry
-oOo-
Kelly,
A lot of stuff happens here, but I kinda think it may just happen to me. I mean, a troll was let into Hogwarts on Halloween, and I ended up fighting it.
Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to fight it. I went to find Hermione, because she didn't know about the troll. The troll had found the bathroom Hermione was in. I managed to distract it until Ron got the teachers.
We didn't get into trouble, but Aunt Minnie was terrified. I have never seen her so scared. Because of it, Hermione has' started to hang out with us. She's pretty cool, a little strung up, but cool all the same.
From what I understand, three headed dogs aren't normal, even in this world. Remember when Mr. Kaleda taught us Greek mythology? And he said that a Cerberus guards the underworld? I think it's one of those.
Plate tectonics sounds…interesting. And no, I don't want to be her boyfriend. I was just curious.
You do suck at soccer, and I do deny painting your unicorn's horn.
I hope the candy is enough for a while. I had to ask Ron's brothers to buy it for me cause I'm not allowed to go to the nearby village.
Can you send me some of my comics? Rom showed me some of the ones they have here, and they're a joke.
Harry
-oOo-
Dad,
I'll try not to get into too much trouble, but you know how it is. Trouble just seems to find me sometimes. I've made a lot of friends since I've gotten here, and my grades are good.
Aunt Minnie said I can play on the Gryffindor Quidditch team next year! I'm going to be a seeker! It seemed like she wanted to have me on the team this year, but I don't think Mom would want me to. I've been to some of the practices, and it's a full on contact sport. Plus, it's played hundreds of feet in the air, so there is a huge danger of falling. Mom would flip if I was playing this year.
Do you have any idea when you'll be coming back? I know you said you'll most likely miss Christmas, but is there any chance you'll be home for it?
Harry
"Have you learnt anything new about the boy?" an aerostatic voice asked.
"He has spent the past few years in America," a gravelly voice responded. "He lives with the family of, basically, a muggle auror."
"Did you find his address?"
"Of course."
"Good, good."
Harry,
The rest of the year will go by fast now that Halloween is over. You'll be home soon.
I sent your letter to Dad, and I'll send you the reply as soon as we get it.
Minerva told me about the troll incident. Although I am proud of you for helping Hermione, you should not be putting yourself into danger like that, and you should have told me yourself. We will talk about this more when you get home.
Love,
Mom
-oOo-
Harry,
You fought a troll? Wow. Mom was furious when she found out. She wrote you a letter as soon as Aunt Minnie told her, but she went to bed before she sent it. She wrote the other one when she woke up.
So the dog is a guardian of the underworld? Do you think the underworld is under Hogwarts? Cause that would be kinda cool.
Plate tectonics is cool. Ms. Strom makes it easy to understand. The other day, she brought in a mini swimming pool, and some foam pieces. We watched a Bill Nye episode about tectonics, where he had a map in a pool to show how the plates move. After watching it, we did the same thing in the pool she brought in.
I think you do want to be her boyfriend! You always hung around her class if you had nothing else to do, and always talked about her. I should tell her you have a crush on her.
I DO NOT SUCK AT SOCCER! Get it through your head!
I put some of your comics in the other envelope. I wanted to send your entire box, but Mom said Hedwig wouldn't be able to carry it by herself. If you want more, let me know.
Thanks for the candy. I love magic candy!
Kelly
Harry grinned as he picked up the thick envelope that had come with the letters. He quickly opened it, and a pack of comics slid out.
"What are those?" Neville asked from his bed.
Harry smiled at him.
"Some of my comics," he said.
"Muggle comics?" Ron questioned, sitting up in his bed.
Harry nodded, and held up an old 'Captain America' comic.
"Wicked," the red head said.
The boys all made their way to Harry's bed.
"Does that guy have wings on his head?" Seamus asked, picking up a 'Flash' comic.
"What about this guy? He's flying without a broom," Ron held up a 'Superman' comic.
"That's Superman," Dean told him. "He's the best hero ever."
"I dunno," Harry argued. "I prefer Captain America."
"Really? A Yank?" Dean questioned.
"Yup, he doesn't have any superpowers, he's just really fit."
"You think he's fit?" Ron gasped.
"I mean, in shape. Fit means something else in the states," Harry quickly explained.
"Okay," Ron slowly said.
Harry leapt across the bed to tackle him.
"Real?" a heavily Mexican accented voice questioned.
"Yes, real gold. And, it's all yours," a smooth voice replied in a British accent.
"Para que?" the Mexican gruffly asked.
"These people," the taller man replied. He handed the man a picture. "Make them disappear."
Mom,
I'm sorry for not telling you about the troll. I didn't want to worry you.
Only a few more weeks until Christmas break! I can't wait until I see you guys. I wish I could have be home for Thanksgiving.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Harry
-oOo-
Kely,
Yup, a big, ole' ugly troll! It had to duck its head to stand in the building, and smelt worse than even my soccer gear after a tournament.
As cool as it would be to have the entrance to the underworld under my school, I don't think it's there. We found out that the dogs' Hagrid's. It's called Fluffy.
Hagrid also let slip that it's guarding something that has to do with Nicolas Flamel. Do you think you can ask Mom if she's even heard of him? Thanks
I wish we did stuff like that here. But, we don't learn science, and we use magic in most classes. So, I think I win.
I DO NOT have a crush on Ms. Strom, so you better not tell her that I do! If you do, I'll tell Nathan Gunt that you have a crush on him!
You should have seen them when they saw the comics. It took them ages to get the concept of superpowers. I think Seamus is still convinced they have magic, not superpowers. After they read the Spiderman comics, Neville got an idea for a prank. (Neville isn't someone I expected to come up with a prank. He has only come up with a few, but they're genius.)
We made a giant spider web in the entrance hall, and stuck him on it. We also found out that Ron is terrified of spiders.
We had the first Quidditch match a few days ago, Gryffindor against Slytherin. It was crazy. Our seeker, a scrawny fifth year who is a chaser reserve, was horrible, but, he caught the snitch. He fell off of his broom part way through the match, and the snitch flew up his robes!
I wish I could of played. I saw the snitch at least three times before he 'caught' it. Anyway, the win put us ahead in the Quidditch standings.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Harry
Harry,
I gave this to Minerva so you would get it in time.
You will be coming home through the floo system. I know you want to ride the train to London with your friends, but something came up, and we can't risk the flight over.
Minerva will be accompanying you through the network. Do not leave her.
See you soon. Love,
Mom
"Are you ready to go?" Minerva asked the young boy.
Harry looked over at his guardian.
"Yup," he grinned.
He had been slightly upset that he wasn't going to be taking the train with his friends, but his desire to see his family overrode that feeling.
Minerva led him to the fireplace, and grabbed the container of floo powder. She threw some of the powder into the flames, and stepped in with the boy after they turned green.
Harry held onto the woman. He watched the flames swirl around them as they passed gate after gate.
Eventually, they stepped out of the gate in The Age Old Tavern. They brushed the ash off of their clothes before walking into the muggle section of the bar.
"How are we getting home?" Harry asked her once they got onto the street.
"Someone is going to give us a ride," she told him.
They walked down the street until a car pulled up next to them.
"You Minerva McGonagall?" the driver asked.
"Yes, and this is…" she replied.
"Harry, good," the man cut off. "Get in."
They quickly got into the car, and the man sped off. They say in silence for a few minutes.
Harry kept looking out the window. His smile grew as they got closer to his house.
In the front seat, Minerva kept trying to start a conversation with the man. All she had gotten out of him was that his name was Mike Franks, he worked for NIS, which was a Navy cop group, and something had happened that involved Shannon.
After about half an hour on the road, Franks pulled up to an apartment complex.
"I thought I was going home," Harry said.
"You can't right now," Franks told him. "Your mother will explain everything once you get inside."
Slowly, Harry climbed out of the car. Minerva got out, and put her hand on his shoulder.
Franks led them into the complex. They went up some stairs, and son found themselves in front of a door.
The man knocked four times. A few seconds later, the door was cracked open.
"Who is it?" a voice from inside asked.
"Franks, I picked the kid and his handler up."
The door opened slightly more, and they slipped inside.
"Harry!" a high pitched voice cut the air.
The next second, Harry was enveloped in the arms of his sister.
"Hey, Kelly," he laughed.
Ron,
How's Christmas at Hogwarts? Is the castle weird when it's empty? How did the decorations end up? They looked amazing before they were complete.
It's a lot warmer hear than I realized. I guess the weather at Hogwarts got me used to colder weather than we get here.
Don't forget to look in the library for Flamel. I know I sound like Hermione, but you have the best chance of any of us to figure something out. My mom doesn't recognize the name, but I'm still asking around
Tell the twins I say hi.
Harry
-oOo-
Harry,
Christmas here is bloody awesome! The school is almost empty. The common room is empty, so I can get the good chair by the fire. The decorations are wicked. There is a tree in every corner of the Great Hall, and the suits of armor have been charmed to sing Christmas song, but Peeves hides in the armor and changes the lyrics.
We've gotten a ton of snow! It hasn't been long since you left, and it's already doubled in height.
I've looked for Flamel a little, but still can't find anything. Do you think we might have heard Hagrid wrong? Maybe his name isn't Flamel?
Ron
-oOo-
Neville,
I hope the ride home was fun. I wish I had been able to take the express, but I'm glad I got to see my family sooner.
How's your family? Have you kept Trevor in line?
I know you don't want to ask your Gran about Flamel, but could you ask other relatives?
See you after break.
Harry
-oOo-
Harry,
The ride back was a lot of fun. We ate sweets, and played card games the entire time. We wish you had ridden with us, but we understand.
My family is fine, and Trevor is a menace as ever. I lost him on the ride home, and almost didn't find him again.
I won't see the rest of my family until closer to the holiday, but I'll make sure to ask them when I see them.
What's Christmas like in the states?
Neville
-oOo-
Hermione,
How are your parents? You've already gotten your work done, haven't you? I plan on waiting until after Christmas. Don't reply with a foot long essay about how waiting won't end up well, cause I want to enjoy the holiday spirit.
Have you asked your parents about Flamel yet? What am I talking about? Of course you have. What did they say? My mom didn't know anything.
Harry
-oOo-
Harry,
Of course I've gotten my work done. I don't see how you can enjoy the break until after it's done. Having it looming over your head is dreadful.
I asked my parents, but they have never heard of Flamel. They took me to the muggle library, in the chance that he's there, but I still couldn't find anything. Ron told me about his theory that we might of misheard Hagrid. I highly doubt that happened, but I did keep my eyes open for anything that could sound like Flamel, and still didn't find anything.
How is your family? Your father is overseas, right? It must be dreadful, not being with your family during the holiday season.
Happy holidays,
Hermione
-oOo-
Dean,
How's London? How's your family? Have you played football recently? I went to my old teams practice the other day. Remember when I told you about the coach? She's still as fit as ever.
Have you found anything about Flamel? Nobody I've asked knows anything.
See you soon,
Harry
-oOo-
Harry,
Everything's great. London's as wet as usual. My family's exactly the same. Same old, same old. I have played some football. Some of the lads and I got together for a pick-up game.
You have to show me a picture of her. I need to know if she is even half as fit as you claim she is.
I haven't found anything on Flamel. Of course, I really didn't expect to find anything.
See ya soon,
Dean
-oOo-
Seamus,
How's Ireland? How's your family? Does Ireland get a lot of snow?
Have you found anything about Flamel? I haven't found anything so far.
See you after break,
Harry
-oOo-
Harry,
Ireland doesn't get much snow, definitely not as much as we got at Hogwarts.
My family's good. It's good seeing them again.
I haven't found anything on Flamel. Maybe he wasn't famous?
See you after break,
Seamus
"Can we make some hot chocolate when we get back?" Kelly asked.
"Of course," Shannon replied. "As soon as you two take some showers."
She turned around her seat and gave them pointed looks.
They grinned at her, and she shook her head. They were both soaked to the bones from the snow on the ground. The first snow had fallen earlier in the week, so they had gone to the park for the day. Shannon had wanted to walk. It was a beautiful winter day, and the kids would have loved to walk there.
Their guard, however, insisted that he drive them. They had arrived at the park, only to find it closed.
They had gone into the city instead to do some Christmas shopping. The kids had fallen into a snow bank from the snow plow.
"Can you put cinnamon in it?" Harry asked.
"Of course," Shannon laughed.
She turned to the man who was driving the car. He was smiling slightly at the kids antics.
"Would you like some as well?" she asked him.
He laughed and glanced at her.
"I would love some, Mrs. Gibbs."
"Great."
She turned back around to look at the kids.
"We're going to see Santa tomorrow," she told them.
Kelly made a face.
"Why?" the girl whined. "We're too old to see Santa."
"I'm going to send the picture to your father," Shannon explained. "So you will look happy."
"Okay," Kelly relented.
"I'll let Fra…" the man started.
A loud crack filled the car, and the man slumped forward onto the wheel.
Shannon stared at the man in horror. She raised her hand to see what was wrong, but was thrown against the door instead when the car lurched to the side.
The car started to slide off the road. Shannon regained her senses, and tried to grab the wheel. With the weight of the man on it, however, it wouldn't move.
"Mommy!" Kelly screamed as the car flew off the ridge.
Harry's eyes grew wide as trees filled the windshield. The car skimmed a tree on the driver's door, and Harry could feel the wheels on that side leave the ground.
Kelly's arms pulled him to her. He wrapped his arms around her, and she buried her face in his neck.
Harry shut his eyes, and the desire for safety filled him.
The car came to a sudden stop. Metal screeched as it hit wood. Screams filled the air.
Harry felt darkness take him, and lost his connection to consciousness.
Light slowly broke through the dark. A hand came up to rub a forehead. Eyes cracked open.
"Kelly? Mom?" a voice croaked, breaking the eerie silence.
Eyes locked onto a head of red hair. Muscles worked to push a body up. A hand reached out to touch the hair.
"Kelly?"
A soft groan filled the air. The head of red hair moved slightly. Scared eyes locked onto vivid green ones. Lips trembled. Tears fell.
"Are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"I think the car crashed."
A shaking hand reached for the door handle. Hinges creaked as it opened. Two bodies fell into the snow.
"Where's Mommy?"
A hand pushed a body up. It grabbed the handle to the front door. The body pushed the door open. The body fell to the ground limply.
"Mommy!"
"She isn't moving. Do something, Harry."
"Mommy, please say something."
Hands grabbed shoulders.
"Go to the road, try to find someone."
"Harry?"
"It'll be fine. Go."
Feet pounded on the earth. Twigs snapped. Leaves crunched.
A dripping sound filled the air. Static broke the silence.
A boy threw himself over the unconscious body of his mother.
Heat suffocated the boy. Fire filled the air. Noise killed his ears. Darkness reclaimed him.
Kelly was thrown forward by the shock wave. Her face skid against the dirt. Her ears rang from the blast.
She pushed herself up with shaky arms, and twisted around.
"Harry!" she screamed. "Mommy!"
Her throat, already raw from the crash, protested the use.
She scrambled back to the crash.
"Harry!" she cried.
Tears rolled through the soot on her cheek. She could barely see through the water in her eyes.
She stumbled along her path. Her left leg would buckle every few steps, and she kept catching sticks with her feet, causing her to fall to the ground.
Before long, she reached the crash.
Her movements quickened slightly when she saw her mother and brother.
Harry was covering their mother with his own body. A shimmering shield was surrounding both of them.
"Harry," she cried again, but he didn't move.
She made her way to the orb. She reached out to touch it, and it disappeared.
Startled slightly, she jumped back. She recovered quickly, and made her way to her family's side.
She shook Harry's shoulder, hoping he would wake up. However, he just fell off of their mother.
She stumbled away from them.
Their eyes were closed. Their skin was pale. They looked dead.
She was so caught up that she didn't hear the footsteps behind her. She didn't hear the sirens that cut through the air. She didn't notice the people around her. She didn't notice anything other than how dead they looked.
"Are you sure he's going to be alright?" the Scottish brogue asked.
The doctor nodded as he looked at his chart.
"Broken clavicle, and humerus. Second degree burns on all exposed skin. Multiple lacerations. He's hurt, but should be worse. With his proximity to the explosion, he shouldn't be alive," the man told her.
"He tends to be lucky," she sighed. "What about Shannon?"
"Not as good," he replied. "Fracture in her spine. Crushed tibia. I doubt we'll even be able to reset her left foot. And those are just the worse of her injuries. She's covered in burns, lacerations, etc. The chance of her surviving is slim."
"Wh…" Minerva started, but was cut off.
"Doctor, code blue," a nurse yelled from down the hall.
The doctor spun around and raced down the hall. Minerva watched him go, dread filling her stomach.
She pushed it down, and turned into Harry's room.
The boy was still passed out. His right arm was in a cast, and held in a sling. His face had a bandage over his cheek, and his hair was singed.
Kelly lay in the bed next to him, fast asleep. The cast on her leg was creating a large lump under the sheets. She had stitches in a cut on her jaw.
Minerva sat down on a chair between their beds.
She had been reading the latest edition of 'Transfiguration Today' when the sensor she had put on Harry had gone off.
She had instantly jumped to her feet, and figure out what had happened. Her blood had frozen when she had seen what had happened. She had floo called Albus to tell him what had happened before flooing to the states.
Her stomach had turned when she had heard what had happened.
A horrible car crash, followed by an explosion. She had been terrified that none of them had made it.
Images of Harry and Kelly had flashed in her mind. Two young lives that were almost extinguished before their time. Two bright, vibrant children who almost didn't get a chance to grow up.
She slid her hand into the one on Harry's uninjured arm. His skin was cold to the touch.
She reached up with her free hand to brush back his hair. His face was peaceful, though she wished it was from sleep, not from unconsciousness.
A soft groan pulled her attention to the other bed. She turned her head to see Kelly slowly opening her eyes.
She let go of Harry's hand, and moved closer to the girl.
"How are you, bairn?" she asked, her accent more pronounced under the stress.
Kelly just blinked at her.
"I'll go get you a nurse."
She stood up, and walked towards the door.
"Where's Mommy?" Kelly whispered just before she left.
Minerva turned around. She looked at the girl.
Kelly was watching her with half closed eyes, but Minerva could still see the confusion and pain in them.
"She's getting help," was all she said before leaving the room.
"He shielded them," Albus softly said.
"How? That's beyond any case of accidental magic I have ever heard," Minerva questioned.
"I can only guess that his desire to protect the ones he loves created a shield of sort around them."
"Then why is Shannon more injured than the children?"
"He may not have gotten the shield up fast enough to completely protect her," he paused. "Or, the shield was stronger closer to him."
"If it was stronger closer to him, why is he still unconscious?"
"I believe it is magical exhaustion. His magic core was pushed to its limits, and needs time to recover. He should be up and about soon enough."
"There is still the fact that, for accidental magic, this was incredibly strong. Many wizards cannot even produce a shield that strong on purpose, and for a first year to do it accidentally, incredible."
"There is no doubt that Harry will grow to be a strong wizard, possibly the strongest wizard in decades."
"Gibbs!" a voice barked into the barracks.
The man in question snapped up.
"You have a call."
"Yes, Master Sergeant," Gibbs replied.
The man left, and Gibbs quickly followed him. Within a minute, he was talking into the phone.
"What do you mean 'car crash'?"
"I will explain more once you return stateside," the voice on the other side replied.
"I won't be back for a few more months."
"You're coming home now, Gunny. Your kids need you."
"My kids… What happened to Shannon?"
"She's still in surgery. Of the three of them, her injuries were the worst."
Gibbs stared at the wall across from him, his eyes unreadable.
"I'll be stateside as soon as possible."
He felt tired. A deep sense of lethargy had settled over his body. He didn't feel injured, or hurt. All he felt was this odd exhaustion he had fallen into.
He couldn't move his body. He couldn't open his eyes. He had tried, but had soon realized that it was pointless.
If felt as though a part of him had lost every ounce of energy it had. He wasn't sure exactly what it was, but he knew it would recover.
It wouldn't have been bad if he had been claimed by darkness; if he was simply in a black world. However, he was in a nightmare.
Over and over, he kept reliving the crash. He kept seeing the agent slump forward. He kept hearing Kelly's screams. He kept feeling his mother's weight on the door.
He kept experiencing it all over again, but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't change the outcome.
"How did it go?"
"They are all in the hospital."
"That's it? I thought he was going to exterminate them!"
"Apparently the boy has more power than we first thought. They should have all dies. However, the mother had very little chance of surviving. The kids will be alone."
"What about the father?"
"He will be dealt with."
Yup, I told you a lot happened in this chap. So, Kelly lives, while Shannon is still hanging on a thread. Heads up, this will not be a powerful!Harry story. I think he was powerful in canon. I mean, he mastered the patronus at 13! Anyway, I will put a new poll up. The question is a mystery, but what you guys decide is what will (most likely) happen. As always, I don't own, but you should still review.