Soulmates Chapter 8: The Connection
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were walking from Potions class to the Gryfindor Tower. Harry was in the middle of trying to scratch his nose whilst carrying his books when suddenly a quiver of heat flowed through his body. He was suddenly over come with Fear and Anxiety, his vision went black as he fainted.
A beautiful women is crying on the floor, her sadness very great. Harry cannot make out any details except two: 1) Extreme beauty. 2)A deep Love and profound caring for this women. He feels his soul wane as he stares at her. His vision is surrounded by black and green smoke. He feels paralyzed, as if unable to move. He suddenly feels a pain behind him, he turns around to see…him. Voldemort's foggy form moves forward toward the women. Harry, suddenly regaining his movement, screams and rushes forward towards Voldemort. He puts his arms out like a cross, blocking Voldemort. When Voldemort passes through Harry, he feels a searing pain in his scar. Harry falls to ground, and suddenly, awakens.
The first thing that Harry notices is the sweet smell of sugar. He opens his eyes to see Brian and the girl who apparently was his sister, looking down at him. "It was a Soulmate Vision," said the girl, "Brian, its time, go get the book."
"I'll be back soon!" said Brian, before rushing off.
The girl stared down at Harry, "You're in the Hospital Wing, Ron and Hermione are sleeping, and yes they are fine, yes your fine too, and I'm Freya Larkin, Brian's sister. Also, you've been out for about…oh seven hours now." Said the girl, answering all of Harry's thoughts.
"Are you…" Harry began.
"No, I'm not psychic, I can just read people very well." Said Freya.
"Wait, did you say seven hours?" said Harry, but before she could answer, Brian had returned, carrying an old book.
"Here we are!" said Brian tossing Harry the book. Harry blew off the dust and read the title. "Veela Magic: Soulmates," he said aloud, "Why the bloody hell do I need this for? And whats a veels?"
"A Veela is a magical creature, very similar to the female human, with extraordinary power over beauty and Love, and with a very distinct type of Magic." Said Freya.
"One of there qualities, is that each has a soulmate. You see you are the Soulmate of a Veela, and a very Royal one at that." Continued Brian.
"We don't know who it is, but we do know that they are looking for you." Said Freya.
"What?" said Harry…and this lead to a night filled with various questions and answers…
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14 year old Harry Potter walked up the endless flights of stairs in the Quiditch World Cup. He followed Ron, while munching on a Chocolate Frog, and some Berry Bots every flavored beans. He gulped down a few. He tasted a mixture of vomit, chocolate, rat's tail and… his favorite…Soulmate. What? I mean Cherry! Where did that come from? Thought Harry. Just then, as they reached another ledge, they heard a snarky remark from none other than the Malfoy's behind them. Harry turned to respond, when he lost his breath. He stared at the most beautiful women he had ever seen. She had flowing blonde hair that ended at her breasts and the most lovely blue/green eyes he had ever seen. He was instantly filled with a sense Love. All other senses were dulled, or were they enhanced? Harry wasn't sure, nor did he care, all that mattered to him was this beautiful women in front of him…