Angelic Wings

By

Black Rose

Chapter Two: Tears of Leviathan

The night sky was illuminated by pinpricks of stars, which were shining like fireflies in the darkness. A woman was standing in the field, the light wind making the grass blow like a wave in the sea and twisting her hair into tendrils that waved about her face. The woman looked up to the sky: there was a flash of fire as a young girl appeared next to her. Creda's fire-like wings removed themselves self to show Harry standing there, shocked and queasy from the side-along apparition. The woman looked over to them and smiled. The girl, her daughter, smiled back to her and made her wings disappear.

Creda's mother walked over to Harry and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Harry?" she asked

He turned his head to see a woman with long white hair and dark blue eyes standing over him, smiling slightly. He didn't know what to do; he felt so weak, as though he was about to keel over. Harry nodded slightly as his world began to blur over. As he fell he felt a warm arm hold him. He clung on to it, like a child holding onto its mother, then he passed out. Creda's mother was holding him, keeping him from falling to the ground. Creda just looked on with a smile and a worried face. She was smiling because he was here with her and her mother, but she was worried because his mind was a mess.

"Mother, is he going to be alright?" her mother looked up at her and had a sad smile on.

"He's just fine, but he needs a lot of work." She turned back to Harry, picked him up in her arms and started to their house, which was in the behind the field, near the sea, or at least something that looked like a sea. As they walked you could see a giant wooden house. It looked to be over 1000 years old, perhaps about the same age as Hogwarts, but magic had kept it relatively intact. As they got closer to the house you could see it was right next to a mountain with a beautiful crystal waterfall flowing off it. It looked like it ran right into the house, which was about four stories high and about has long as a football field. Creda walked ahead and opened the door while her mother carried Harry inside. The kitchen was the room you entered into: to the right of there was the living room that seemed to have a little river flowing through it. Then there was a hallway, and stairs that when up to the different levels. Creda walked up the stairs to the second floor and to the last room on the right before the stair that went to the third floor. She opened the door to the room. The room was somewhat empty with only a king-sized bed beside the large bay-window: she walked over to the window and opened the curtains. The moon was full and lit the room with an eerie, argentine light. She turned around to see her mother putting Harry into the bed with a different shirt and pair of shorts on. They were all white. She walked over to the other side of the bed and looked at Harry's sleeping form, and then at her mother with lovely eyes.

Her mother just smiled at her then turned and smiled down at the young man.

"Sleep well Harry; know that you are safe here, and know that you are loved," she whispered to him. She looked back at her daughter and nodded. Her daughter just stared at him and nodded back. Creda's mother left the room, closing the door behind her: she then walked to the back door, opened it, and walked into the rose garden. All around the moon was making the roses shine like rubies and the waterfall behind it all was just sparkling like a river of liquid diamonds.

She looked into the water and started to change to a very large size dragon like creature. Its skin was scaled and very dark blue with a hit of ocean green in it. She moved into the waterfall and disappeared.

In the room that Harry is sleeping in, Creda sat in the window watching the young man. A pair of fire-like wings came out of her back and folded around her like a blanket.

"Oh Harry, thank you for coming, I know you will get better with my mother and I helping; you will be more powerful and wiser then ever before, and in time you will learn to love another: I hope its me when that time comes," she said to him in a whisper. She looked out the window to the stars, and prayed that everything would be alright with him and his friends. She got up from her seat, moved over to his side of the bed, then bent down to speak to him some more.

"Do not worry about your friends, Harry; they're getting help too," she told him and then kissed him on the forehead. Creda went to back to the window and started to sing while looking out of it. The song was making Harry calm and everyone in the house as well. As the song ended she started to turn into a large fire-like bird. Its eyes were golden and its body was a reddish gold color. It then flew over to the bed and landed next to him, then lay down next to him and fell asleep.

The morning sun washed over Harry's face: he slowly opened his eyes. His glasses were off so it was hard to see. He turned his head towards the window and saw a young woman looking out it. He couldn't tell who it was; he needed his glasses. He tried to look around for them and finally found them on a table next to the bed. He took them and put them on. He then saw that the young woman was the same girl from the other day before. The sun was making her blond hair shine like gold: he couldn't take his eyes off her; he had so many questions but he felt like going back to sleep.

Creda watched her mother walk around the rose garden talking to the water. She then felt someone watching her and she smiled knowing that it was Harry, and that he had finally woken up. She turned around to see him looking at her, then smiled at him and walked over to the bed.

"Good morning Harry, how are you feeling?" she asked him.

Harry saw her smile and his heart jumped. Then out of nowhere flashes of what happened last night came flooding back. He closed his eyes, shook his head then opened his eyes again. He saw Creda looking down at him with a worried face.

"You're Creda Rose right?"

She nodded, and moved in front of him.

"Where am I?"

She thought about it then smiled. "Your at my house, but for where you are, are, well I think my mother would be a better person to ask."

Harry nodded his head; he didn't know what to do. Creda saw the look in his eyes; it told her that he didn't know how to react.

"Harry, how about you take a shower – there are some clothes in there for you to wear – and then meet me in the kitchen on the first floor, okay?" she suggested to him.

He nodded and thought about it: he didn't know were the bathroom was. He looked up at Creda to ask but couldn't because she had left the room.

Then he heard her yell, 'The bathroom is the room across from yours.' He got up and walked over to the bathroom to take a shower.

Down in the kitchen Creda started to make something for Harry to eat. The back door opened, and Creda's mother walked in with a blue sundress on. She smirked at her daughter and sat down at the table.

"Hello mother, Harry's up: he's taking a shower, but he should be down soon," she told her without stopping what she was doing.

"Thank you, dear; I feel that he will have a lot of question for us," she waved her hand and a cup of water appeared on the table. She smiled while drinking her water.

"Good morning Harry, have a seat," she told the young man staring at her from the doorway. Harry couldn't believe what he just saw, even though it shouldn't have been a surprise because he was a wizard. The white haired woman turned her head to him and smiled, as her dark blue eyes looked at it him closely. Something about those eyes was calming and it had power like he had never seen before. The depth in them was that of the darkest parts of the sea. He just sat down on the other end of the table and a plate of food was placed in front of him. He looked up to see Creda smiling at him. Her eyes had about the same calming and power to them. They were a dark reddish-gold color and if the light hit it right it was like looking in a blazing fire. He just nodded his thanks and ate.

After he was done Creda toke to the plate and washed it, then walked back and sat next to him. Harry was trying to thin; he had so many questions, and he didn't know where to begin. He looked at Creda's mother: he didn't know her name.

"What's your name? How do you know who I am? Where are we? Why do you want to help a person who gets people killed?" he asked all at once. Creda was right; he did have a lot of questions. Creda's mother beamed at him.

"Well, my name is Levia Rose, Harry. I know who you are because of your mother. As for where we are, we call it home, but some people in your world would call it Atlantis, well a small part of it that is still around anyway. And as for why my daughter and I wanted to help you, well because we feel like it," she told him then looked out the window.

Harry just looked at her, 'did she just say my mother and Atlantis?' He couldn't believe what he had just heard. Levia got up and looked at him.

"Come with me, Harry. Creda would you go and get the children from the forest?" she asked them, and they both nodded, then both them got up. Creda turned to Harry and smiled at him. He just looked back, nodded and walked over to her mother. Levia and Harry walked out the back door, while Creda went to the forest.

Levia walked into the backyard with Harry following behind her. Harry couldn't believe it; was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. The different coloured roses were just lovely, and the waterfall that fell from the mountain was just, well he really couldn't think of a word to describe it but… angelic. The water moved through the garden like a little river and moved into the house. Levia just smiled at him.

"Harry, I would like you to stay here; I would like to teach you."

Harry stops looking around and stared right at her. She was right next to the waterfall.

"Why, do you want to teach me? I'm just a stupid boy who got his godfather killed… and almost my friends!" he yelled and getting upset with himself again. Tears were forming in his eyes. "I can't do anything; I'll just get you killed or even your daughter, so why the hell did you bring me here? You're just going to die like everyone else that get close to me!"

Harry was crying now: he e fell to his knees and looked up to Levia, who was watching him: her eyes were just glowing. She bent down in front of him and hugged him: he couldn't take it anymore; he just let himself cry in her arms. As he cried, she just smiled at him.

"You need this Harry, just a motherly person to hold you. You never had this, and I will give to you just the way I give it to the other children that live with me. I will teach you everything that you will need, and more, and I hope someday you will call this home. I know about the prophecy, and in the end you will make the choice to go along with it or just do what you think is right, but, until that time I will care for you, and even after that."

"Mommy, is he alright? Why is the young man crying?" asked a little voice. Levia looked up and saw Creda holding hands with a little girl about five years old. Behind Creda she saw three boys and three more girls all around the ages of five to ten years old. She smiled at them. The little girl removed her hand from Creda then walked up to Harry and sat down keep to him.

Harry felt someone sit down next to him: he looked up and saw a little girl with black hair: she was holding a flower that she found in the forest. It was an angel rose: she knew that her mother liked roses and wanted to give it to her. The little one moved over to Harry and kissed his forehead, the sat back down, smiled, moved the rose in front of her, kissed it, and the next thing anyone knew the petals had turned into butterflies and were fluttering about in the air. The children all started to try to catch them: Creda was just giggling and looking at him. Harry just looked at the little girl and at all the children running around. He looked up at Levia and for the first time in a long time he smiled.

Levia saw this and it made her heart jump with joy, then she smiled at him in return.

"Harry, I can't make you stay here, but I want to teach to you things, like I teach all of them; I'm asking you to say with me. I knew you're scared and I knew you feel it was your fault what happened to your mother, father and your godfather, but in time, with my help, you can get over it.

"But you need to know that you will have to go back to school just like all of my children… but know this, you will have time with me to help you before you go back, alright?"

He didn't know what to say; it felt like she was telling the truth, so he nodded yes to her.

"Thank you, now that we have that clear I believe that a little boy behind you wants to talk to you." She told him pointing to a boy with long white hair standing behind him.

Harry turned around and saw him looking up at him. His eyes were light seagreen and he was holding a crystal blue puppy in his arms. He saw that Harry was looking at him and grinned. He held the puppy up to Harry.

"Would you like to play with Shiva with me?" he asked, his eyes widening and becoming as cute as the puppy's. Harry just looked at the puppy and laughed.

"I'd like that. Why don't you go over there, next to the red roses: I'll be there in a little while, I just need to ask your mother something," he told him, pointing to the spot he meant for the boy to go to. The boy just nodded happily, ran over there and started to play with the puppy. Harry wiped the tears from his eyes, and looked back at Levia. She just nodded at him as if to say that he may ask.

"Levia, I really don't understand what is going on, but I have this feeling deep down that if I stay here and learn from all of you then, someday I will knew why."

"I think that is a good idea, Harry. Well then, our first lesson will be tonight, okay? Now go and play with the children," she told with a motherly beam.

Harry nodded, and walks over the boy with Shiva. Shiva was running around barking at him and started to bark at Harry too.

Creda was playing the other some of the other children: some of them went over to Harry and started playing with the puppy with him. Levia just watch by setting next to the waterfall. As she watched she was thinking.

"The funny thing is, Harry, this is apart of you training, but it will get harder along the way. I know you can do it: You wanted be alone but you have friends working just as hard as you are. I'm glad you want to say; it makes me very happy."

Later that night when all the kids were asleep, Harry walked out in the garden: the moon was full and was making the flowers even more beautiful than in the sunlight. He was looking for Levia but he couldn't find her. As he walked past the waterfall, he saw Creda sitting there talking to the water. She was wearing a very pretty snowy white dress. He walked up to her.

"Hello Creda, Who are you talking to?" Harry asked, standing next to her. She looked up at him and grinned at him.

"Mother; she has been thinking about what to talk to you about, so she asked me to be here."

"Well, that's alright with me, but where is she? I don't see her anywhere," Harry said looking around for Levia.

Creda giggled and nodded toward the waterfall. She then moved away from the waterfall. Harry saw something in the water change, and Levia walked out of the water and stood in front of him with a sad smile. Harry could see the change in her, and saw it in her eyes: it worried him.

"Levia, what's going on, how did you come out of the waterfall like that?"

Levia sat down and pointed to a spot for him to sit. He sat right next to her and Creda. He looked over to her and she just smiled at him. Something about her eyes told him it was going to be alright. He looked back to Levia.

"Harry, before I start to train you, you need to know something about me, Creda, and the children here. We are not just wizards and witches; we are also magical animals: we are not sure how, but we can become the animal that is in our soul."

Harry just listened; he felt that he needed to hear everything before he asked any questions.

"I am part Leviathan," she sadly whispered.

Harry just looked at her and the first thing that came to his mind was, "a… what?"

Levia giggled at the expression on Harry's face. She stood up and started to change. She grew about forty-five feet tall and was about the length of a football field, if not a little bigger. She was beautiful. Her scales were shinning in the moonlight and her eyes were the same has when she is human. She bent her head down to in front of Harry and looked into his eyes. Harry saw sadness and worry, but there was also hope in them. He knew this look; it was the one that he has had since the beginning of his fourth year at Hogwarts. He just closed his eyes and thought about what it felt like be different. He reopened his eyes and hugged Levia, who was shocked, but was happy that Harry had understood. She began to cry.

"Don't worry, Levia, I'm not scared of you: thank you for telling me, that means a lot to me," Harry said, crying with Levia. The leviathan changed back to her human self and hugged him.

Creda walked over to them with tears in her eyes. She looked up at the moon and smiled through her tears.

"It's not going to easy, but if we work together, we can get through anything, right?" she told them. Levia and Harry just smiled and nodded. Harry looked up at the stars and knew this was right: now, no matter what he had to do, he wasn't alone.

A/N- I hope you like this chapter; I hope to have the next chapter up soon.