So guys…You should love me. I have prom tomorrow night, but I wanted to put this out to you now. I'm just kidding. I should actually love all of you. I've had a hard few months. My cousin killed himself, my other cousin made it to State's for wrestling, my other cousin had a baby, and my aunt got hit by a car. So it's some of the reasons this is out so late…I hope none of you gave up on this just yet!!
Disclaimer (just so I don't get in trouble): I don't own this, though I wish I did. The only things I own is Sashi and the other name of thing you don't recognize.
Thanks to my beta, The Gray In Between! You are the best! And I'm glad we're friends!
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The stroke of midnight found Harry sitting where he had been since he ran for Severus' office. He was sitting on top of the Dark Tower next to the cell where Sirius had been held, before Hermonie and him had saved him for the Dementor's Kiss. He had his head tipped back, his green eyes staring at the stars, one knee drawn up, and his arm resting on it. The other arm stroked Sashi who lay in his lap, fast asleep.
Reason why he sat there for hours after curfew: Harry was so desperately pondering why Severus had shown him his memory. Part of him wondered if it was just something his professor thought of to trick him into trusting him. Another part wondered if he was making fun of him, for everything that happened to him. But that part of him that he keep turning over in his head was what if Severus was actually taking the first step into having Harry trust him.
Harry gave a long sigh and closed his eyes. The emotions inside of him were swirling around. He felt confused - was Severus really trying to help him, or was it all an act? - angry - he really wished he could talk to someone! - bliss - he was so glad he had friends that were there for him - and most of all, contentment, just sitting there, under the stars.
He opened his eyes. How he felt at that moment was the same he felt when he had met Sashi. He smiled as he thought of that night, how far the both of them had come from when they first met. Thinking of that night, he began to sing the same song that he was singing beneath the stars that same night.
"Let
it go,
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don't you know
The hardest part is over
Let it in,
Let your clarity
define you
In the end
We will only just remember how it feels
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little
wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain
All
of my regret
Will wash away some how
But I can not forget
The way I feel right now…"
Harry somehow felt better as the words of the song floated around him in the darkness. When all was silent again, he shifted the sleeping snake off his lap and stood, brushing himself off. He walked to the edge of the tower, and looked down. The ground loomed 100 feet away from where Harry was standing. He leaned over the railing a bit, reveling on how easy it would be to just…
He pushed himself back, shaking his head. He knew he would never do anything like that. Just the thought made him shiver. He walked silently over to where Sashi lay sleeping and sat down next to her.
A warm breeze caressed his face, and his eyes dropped with pleasure. He was so tired…
Harry laid down on his side and within minuets, was fast asleep.
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Harry awoke the next morning, the beautiful Saturday sun shining brightly on his face. He sat up and stretched, confused as to where he was. He glanced around the room he was in. He was currently sitting on a black colored sofa with a heavy green and black plaid blanket laying on his legs. The stone walls held a few pictures of odd things, like a moonlight sky, while the ceiling was painted a light green. Over in a corner was a desk littered with papers, and bookshelves lined the wall. There were three dark, wooden doors that led to places Harry didn't know of. The one thing that held his attention was a huge fireplace the housed a roaring fire.
When Harry was finally awake, the first thing he noticed was a small side table that sat by the sofa, near to where his head was laying. It had a plate on it, with breakfast food on it. He stared at it for quite sometime, arguing with himself on whether it was edible or not. He went to reach for a piece of bacon, when realization hit him. He remembered that he had fallen asleep on top of the Dark Tower with Sashi. Now, he was in some unknown room, and Sashi was no where to be seen! He forced himself to calm the panic rising in his chest when the familiar voice of his professor sounded behind him.
"Don't worry. She just went outside to talk to the snakes in to portrait." Severus walked around to the other side of the couch and looked down at Harry. "You need to eat. Then, we will talk."
Harry stared up at his teacher, the decided he had no choice, for he was going nowhere, and started to eat.
He finally relaxed. Severus was so worked up over the Gryffindor, that he mentally sighed when he saw that Harry was awake. The boys' snake had come to him at four that morning, a piece of paper clamped in her mouth, stating that Harry had fallen asleep at the top of the Dark Tower. He had followed the snake, however weird it must have looked, and levitated to boy back down to his quarters. After he had him settled on his couch (there was no way he was going to let him sleep on his bed), he went to he private lab and sat on one of the benches, looking through a potions book.
Now that Harry was up, and finished with his breakfast, he could talk to him properly. And for as long as he wanted.
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Sorry it's so short. I just thought it was a good place to end. Don't worry, everyone lives!!! Or do they….? -laughs evilly-
So that song up there? Yea. It's Little Wonders sung by Rob Thomas. Great song. Love it.
Update soon!!
Fireburst