Halyn
By: MIA202
Summary: Harri Potter is a twin, not to mention a girl. Her older twin brother is named boy-who-lived, while she is swept aside, letting her brother have all the fame and spotlight. Eventually sent to live with the Dursley's. Harri grows up very different from her brother, and anyone else in the wizarding world. What happens though, when it turns out Dumbledore made a mistake? What if Harri has already made herself into a new person and barely remembers her past? Will she be bothered to save a world that has never thought anything of her?
Warning: fem!Harry, child neglect and abuse, offensive language, some violence
Disclaimer: I do not own or have any rights to any Harry Potter character or plots or universe. I only create plots and put the Harry Potter universe into them.
A/N: A bit short, I know. This semester is coming to an end, but am continuing to update on time! Which is a big accomplishment, when considering I'm doing a zillion term papers and finals at the same time. SO yeah, here's the next chapter.
Chapter 8
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The summer before Halyn's sixth year was the beginning of one of the best years of my life. She had come back to the reserve with something different about her. At first, I couldn't put my finger on it. I was still working with Sorin so I saw her more often than most. After the fourth or fifth time I saw her, I could finally tell. She was on the prowl.
Like with many other parts of her life, she was very animalistic in her baser instincts. Looking for a mate, or being on the prowl, as I liked to call it, was no different. She had developed sometime between the last time I'd seen her and then. If I had to say it, it was the moment she took off that overly big school cloak that seemed to hide the entirety of her feminine figure. Secretly, I hoped none of the boys at her school got a good look at her, but with that cloak I was pretty sure they hadn't.
That summer, when she hung around Sorin's house, or more noticeably me, she worked her charm. It took a little while, but I wasn't the only one who began to notice her new closeness to me, physically and otherwise. She began to seek me out specifically more and more often; starting conversations and joking around. It was odd, because I don't think any of us had ever expected her to act this way, like a regular hormonal girl. Even in its unusualness I was sucked in.
I spoke to and learned more about Halyn within those two and a half months than I had ever previously. The more time we spent together, the more I was drawn in and my curiousness about her turned into real attraction. I found myself longing to see her, waiting for her to pop up while I was relaxing or working. I would try not to be obvious about it either, but as I sat eating all I could think about was her hand suddenly on my shoulder, caressing, or her body sidling up next to mine and speaking softly in my ear. Every little action she did, every move she had made, was burned into the front of my mind and onto my body. I could feel her touch, even when she wasn't there.
I knew she was so much younger than me, that I was too old to be playing these games, but I couldn't help but to try and justify myself and my wants. She was initiating it. She'd be sixteen in July and of the age of consent. She was unlike any other girl I'd ever met and normal rules didn't apply to her- not in my mind. She was interesting, and unusual, and so natural and wild and full of energy and fire; I could never group her with normal every day people, let alone those of the female persuasion. So I couldn't stop myself from reacting. The fact that the other handlers didn't make any moves or say anything against it for whatever reasons gave me just another reason to not be worried.
June and July were spent in a dream like state for me. I loved work and where I worked, but this just blew everything away. Slowly she began gracing my lips and face with soft, but bold kisses I was only too willing to return. Her hands wandered, feeling and exploring and learning, so mine did as well. In the span of two months, her fire traced my skin, over clothes, making my skin feel like it was burning in the trail they left, and the fire would seep through my skin and into my blood. The fire made me feel alive and energized and whether it was in my mind or it was her personal magic or the mixture of our hormones I've never known. All I know is that I became addicted to that fire.
Time passed slowly and quickly all at once. Looking back I have to wonder if that was just how she lives life. Any time I've ever spent with Halyn has left me somewhat confused as to how things happened and where the time went. I wonder if others feel the same way. There is just something about her that doesn't function the same as the rest of us- she moves on a different plane, different rules apply to her. It's almost surreal.
I don't know if I was her test subject, or if there was someone else before me, or even at the same time. She didn't speak about relationships with others to me ever. Her actions that summer seemed exploratory, and yet natural and practiced- not clumsy like more teenagers trying these things for the first time. She wasn't fazed when I returned her actions and we never did the same thing twice if I think about it. Her touching always started and ended differently, her kiss always new and refreshing. Her movements changed from moment to moment. I almost wonder if this was another thing about her I'd never understand. Does she ever do anything the same twice? Or like time and space, was this something that separated her from the rest of us as well.
It's peculiar the way I explain Halyn, I know. I almost make her out to be this unearthly being that shouldn't belong among humans, but it's how I see her. Maybe it's the way I view the world, as if the things in life I find interesting are overly fantastic and surreal. Like the dragons, I've always viewed her as something so outside my full understanding and reach. Though maybe I'm not so crazy. I hear others talk about her similarly, too. Like the way Sorin likens her to the dragons, and the way Mai Lin says she lives outside our reach and not to worry too much about her; what we think of one way she sees as another and that worrying over her will only lead to unnecessary stress. We can only look after her and wish everything is well.
The end of the summer, the last week of August, was stressful and confusing and upsetting for me. Halyn would be returning to school soon for her sixth year, and what would I do then? Would I go crazy waiting for her touch? She was fleeting all week, popping up here and there and never for long. Sorin said she was spending time with the dragons before she left. I wished she returned to spending time with me. The day before she was to leave, I didn't see her at all. No one in camp did. I sat eating dinner, hoping she'd show up, trying to ignore some of the other handlers' pitying gazes.
I was one of the last to leave the dinning hall, dragging my feet home in the dark. Sorin was already asleep when I made it back to the house and I slowly climbed the steps to my room and to the bathroom. I had hoped a cool shower would sooth me from the hot air and heat of my yearning. I paid no attention as I lathered myself and thought more on Halyn. Suddenly there were small, strong hands on my chest and I blinked confused before focusing on a very naked and wet Halyn in the shower with me.
I didn't know what to say, torn between asking why, where she'd been all day, how she got in, what was going to happen when she went back to school, and just staring her. I settled for the last, taking in her soft lightly tanned skin and small curves. Her body was more toned than curvy, but the small feminine curves were still clearly visible, with water running down her sides and over her waist and down long slender legs. I looked back to her eyes. The questions I had still floating in my mind. Her eyes sparkled and a small smile graced her face, her hands still roaming my chest and stomach arousing.
She stood on her tippy toes, trying to gain a little height, while her hands found themselves in my hair, pulling my head towards her for a deep kiss. Her tongue slid along mine and her fire ignited in my veins, as if it were sleeping there all along. Suddenly my body felt hotter than the sun could ever make me feel, and I pulled back looking into her eyes again. Her fire was the spark hidden there, flickering playfully. Her hand reached lower then, into new territory for the two of us. I grinned, dragging her from the shower and to my room without even turning the water off.
We didn't sleep that night. I vaguely remember falling asleep at sometime when the sun was already starting to rise. Halyn was wrapped in my arms and I remember hearing her laugh softly as I fell asleep. When I woke again, she was gone and the water in the shower was turned off. My bed was neatly made, at least as neatly as it could be with a person in it, and there was a cup of tea on my bedside table next to a note. All the note said was, 'See you soon.'
TBC…