AN: An update! It's a MIRACLEEEE! Thank you so much for the awesome reviews! They are what that keep me going. Hopefully the next chapter will be updated sooner.
well, enjoy.
He was walking leisurely when he heard the noise. It was unmistakably and no doubt the sound of someone crying.
Without having much though, he walked toward the noise.
Deeper and deeper into the forest, he came to a stop at a vintage view on top of a large boulder which is covered with grayish-white snow. Looking around, he spotted something blue below a pine tree. And that something-blue happens to be hugging his legs.
Shrugging, he headed towards the blue and crying thingy.
Black cloak trailing behind him, simultaneously dragging some snow with it.
Slowly and soundlessly, he made towards the still sobbing figure.
Stopping beside the figure, He hadn't notice me? He mused. He knelt beside the, what seems to be a, teenager and studies him.
The teenager has beautiful snowy white hair in which some frost exist in between said hair. His face was buried between his pulled up legs and chest. He wore a blue hoodie with frost covering around the ring of the collar and a rather tattered trouser with a lighter material bounding it starting from the knee down to the end.
The most important thing is that, this teenager…. radiates magic: Cool, vibrant, smooth and awesome, winter magic.
Leaning nearer to the teenager until he was just inches from him, Harry took a deep, deep breath and blow softly into the teenager's hair. His hair rustles and bits of frost were blown away.
Slowly, the teenager lifts up his head.
He comes face to face with a grinning Harry Potter.
The teenager, within 2 seconds, shrieks indignantly, jumped a foot away from Harry and landed on his butt.
Then Harry starts laughing and made his way towards the teenager (still snickering).
The teenager, dumbfounded, looks at Harry with his big, round vibrant blue eyes. The eyes says a lot of things but disbelieve overrules them all. His mouth opens and closes again and again, imitating a fish.
Harry crouches down until he was the same eye level as the teenager. He raises a hand, slowly and steadily, bringing it to the teenager's face, and touches it. Cold. The teenager flinched when the hand made contact with his face.
He used his thumb to wipe away the now frozen tears. The teenager, albeit a bit slow, leans into the touch, almost as if… as if he has not had human contact for years. … … That is if one would call Harry a human.
Harry frowns.
Slowly withdrawing his hands, the teenager had his hands firmly grasp onto them, Harry stood up and pull the hands that were holding onto his.
Staggering, the teenager stood up with Harry, his eyes were wide, disbelieve and shock were written in both eyes.
Harry then proceeds on brushing the teenager's backside to rid of the snow, and then moving on to the teenager's hair, shoulders, legs and sleeves.
All the while the teenager just gaped at Harry, making no move to stop him nor did he seems to has registered any of the current situation in his mind. But then, he opened his mouth,
"Y-you… you can see me?" An eyebrow was raised.
AN: Good? not good? though, not to worry, the guardians(before Jack) are going to have a fit. ^^ chaos are ensured... well, sooner than later. So, slash or no slash?
PS: Anyone kind enough to be my beta-reader? Please? PM me.