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Harry Potter and the Dragon Storm

Episode VI

Turn About, Fair Play?

"Why if it isn't Voldemort's bitch and his…" Harry began; his smirk firmly in place and a calm aura surrounding him as the pair of terrorists hissed and flinched at Harry's use of Voldemort. Harry methodically turned to look at the younger blonde as he finished his 'greeting'. "Play thing," he chuckled as the older had to slap his son in the chest with his cane to stop him attacking, his gaze drifting back away from the 'boy' to the 'man' almost lazily.

Ginny and Amanda watched in astonishment as Harry engaged in his battle. They had gained a small gathering of interested mage, or more like nosy magician before either side had spoken. And the small and growing crowd could scarcely believe that such a young man would dare speak to the two blonde's in the manner he had, especially with his lazy mannerism.

The two Malfoy's however, the younger Draco and the older Lucius were seething in rage. Though the elder was fairing a bit better at the moment in not showing it in his outward expression. Draco was red cheeked with his anger and embarrassment. He looked almost ready to charge, fists swinging. It amused Harry that these so-called great 'Wizard' would want to resort to fist fighting the moment you hurt their pride. Not that they should be proud of anything they do.

"If I knew of another bookshop near here," the green-eyed Harry Potter continued lazily gesturing around the store with his free left hand. "Then I wouldn't have to purchase my schoolbooks here and I wouldn't bother with this store. It's a shame the management here like so many other places sees fit to serve a murderers and terrorists such as your self," he spoke calmly and with a bored expression, except for the small smirk on his lips. The Malfoy's just ground their teeth harder the more he spoke as if talking about something as mundane as the weather. "But I forget; gold really can by you anything. I guess the Magical World is like a monopoly board. It contains Get out of Jail free cards too."

Most of the spectators gasped and Lucius' hand twitched for the silver tip of his cane that he realised is shaped like a skull, and offering more proof it contains his wand. Ginny, Amanda, the Weasley's and Hermione stared at Harry in open-mouthed awe at how he is so fearless in his verbal abuse of the Malfoy's. Those that have actually known him for a long while now wondered where the normally reckless Harry had gone.

"Really Potter, you should watch your mouth!" replied the elder Malfoy in a deadly hiss laden with warning, which made a few people flinch. "You really shouldn't be speaking such things without proof. You could get your self into more trouble than you could handle!"

"We'll see, Lucius…" he chuckled trailing off for a moment as he watched the angry blondes. "But I very much doubt it. If your master falls to me…" a grin split his face as some in the crowd gasped and the Malfoy's glared icy daggers. "Quite often as of late if you hadn't noticed. What could you possibly do to me? Now if you'll remove your selves from our presence your filthy stench is polluting our air."

And with that, Harry took hold of his girl's hands and pushed passed the Malfoy's, the crowd parting to let them through. Ginny and Amanda looked confused and baffled as they allowed him to lead them on. The Malfoy's however, mixed in among their anger and hate was two gob-smacked purists, unsure of what had just accrued, as they have never been belittled like that before and then dismissed, and it was a new concept for them. Their minds were taking a little extra time to realise that it had all actually happened to them. And in front of the large crowd too, as if they were below the filthy half-blood.

"Oh yes," said Harry suddenly turning around to look at the Malfoy's with an amused smile. They started at the sudden noise braking through the quiet and turned to meet Potter's mocking stare with death beams from their eyes that just bounced off the amused Gryffindor. "Do tell the old snake-face to enjoy his remaining hours on this earth and to spend them wisely. Because he's on borrowed time that he never had any right to. His wand shall make brilliant kindling!"

Harry could barely believe his plan was working so well. Lucius stepped forward his wand swiping out of his cane. His eyes alight with a blizzard of frost, which seeped anger and hate blindly. Harry had wanted this reaction from the start. Now he had to hope Lucius is so blinded by his emotions he'll use the correct spell or Harry might have to see a medic after. Harry quickly moved forward and gestured for his girls to move aside and they did. Though in Ginny's case reluctantly as she held her wand ready to fight.

Harry stepped forward another step as Lucius blindly raised his wand. Harry followed suit and quickly placed him self in a stance. "No dad!" screamed out the Malfoy heir, his voice high in his panic as he realised what curse his dad is going to throw. "That's what he wants!" he added on. His realisation that Harry can actually be cunning coming too late, blinded by their hate and arrogance.

However, Draco's plea fell on death ears as the normally collect man had lost to his anger. "Crucio!" he roared in rage and flung the spell blindly towards Harry from the tip of his wand. The crowd gasped in unison as time appeared to slow down as they watched the orangey brown spell pelt full-force towards their saviour, Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived.

However, a small smirk lined Harry's lips as he watched the curse belt towards him. It was actually the most powerful he had ever seen the curse but he paid that no care. He held his wand steady for a moment longer before swishing it around in a circle where the other curse would hit. It created a rippling circle of light the size of a dartboard when the circle formed. He then pulled his wand back as the circle sealed and held in the air and stabbed his wand precisely in the centre.

"Okcicos!" roared the Boy-Who-Lived; his eyes alight with strength. No longer his gaze looking lazy and bored, but now powerful and strong, awing the crowd.

The centre of the circle exploded out in a ripple of light as if a stone skipping along water, but instead the air. The atmosphere felt super charged, and as the torture curse hit the rippling light, it was sucked in as if the light drank it, greedily enjoying its meal. Everyone was having trouble keeping their mouths from dropping to the floor. For this is the first shield they have ever heard of stopping an unforgivable curse.

However, the shield had not finished or lowered yet and they watched on as it continued sucking at Lucius' curse. The blonde man suddenly roared in rage as he stopped his attack. Though that was his downfall and folly during this battle other than not walking away. As soon as his curse stopped, Harry's shield imploded into a small ball the size of a marble to rest at the tip of his wand for only a moment before it exploded forward in a white beam straight at the elder Malfoy.

Lucius' eyes had gone wide with terror as he witnessed the shield return fire. He had no idea what it would do if it hit him but he did not want to find out what a shield powerful enough to stop an unforgivable can do when it fires back. However, he had neither room to run or time as the spell headed straight at him. Therefore, he braced him self, and prayed it can't breach his shield.

"Barrio!" he cried out just in time as he gave his wand a flick. However, to his horror his shield just crumpled under its force like tissue paper. The next thing he knew. He never wanted to be hit by this again. He had never before experience of an agony such as this; it was indescribable. He would have gladly allowed his Master to place him under the cruciatus for as long as he wishes to never have to experience this again. He could barely recognise his own screams as his throat bled roar.

When the spell connected with the elder Malfoy. It exploded like white lightning around his body, and his scream was deathening and sent dreadful chills running down everybody's spines, including Harry. Lucius was lifted from the ground and hung by the spell a few inches from the floor crying, some blood dripping from his lips. His voice barely audible but many would latter re-tell how he was begging for the cruciatus over this spell. It made people want to vomit, the thought of a shield capable of more pain than a curse designed for that very purpose.

It only lasted about five seconds but it had shaken everybody with its effect. Even with the screaming near everyone started as the white binds flashed brightly before fizzling out of existence. The Malfoy dropped limply to the ground unconscious and no doubt in need of medical attention soon or he might suffer permanent damage, not that many people would care.

Draco was in near hysterics as he looked at his father. He held his wand looking at Harry and back to his father several times, uncertain of what he should do. He took a sudden step towards Harry suddenly with his wand almost up. However, he paused as he saw Harry's icy glare and looked back towards his father. He now knew what to do. The thing his father would do. The Slytherin thing to do. He bolted through the crowd and out of the store faster than he ever thought possible, leaving his father behind. His dad would understand. He hoped.

Harry finally let out a breath he hadn't realised he had been holding. "I'm bloody glad my new spell worked," he said to him self with a nervous chuckle as he looked at Ginny and Amanda to see they had snapped to reality.

"You mean you've never tested it before?" hissed Ginny suddenly stalking over to him with a concerned glare. "Y-you could have been seriously hurt," she added in a soft whisper as she looked at him in worry.

"I'm sorry, Ginny," he replied sheepishly. "But it isn't like I could ask people to go around throwing unforgivables at me." Plus, he didn't invent it, but was sure it would work out fine. Though, that didn't mean he wouldn't let people believe he's its crafter because he can't let anyone discover he's the Dragon Phoenix yet.

"He's right," piped in Amanda as she came closer, took Ginny's hand to show her support, and gave Harry a look of concern. "Y-you are ok though, aren't you Harry?"

"Yes, I'm fine, don't worry," he answered with a smile and gave them each a quick kiss on the cheek, which might have been cute in many young women's and older alike minds if they could not remember what he had just done. Amanda and Ginny though were both blushing and happy to have received a kiss from him. Even if it was only small and on the cheek.

"H-how did y-you," someone interrupted their moment and they looked to see Arthur Weasley standing nearby his eyes travelling from Harry and back to Lucius' unconscious form before continuing for a moment in stunned disbelief. It seemed to Harry that the man couldn't yet comprehend that such a spell could ever be crafted. "I-its not possible," he said after his few moments. "It's s-supposed to be unstoppable."

Harry rolled his eyes and chuckled quietly with a shake of his head. "Don't be ridiculous," he replied making everyone jump at his babying tone. "Any spell can be blocked if you use something solid enough as a shield."

"T-that isn't what he meant, Harry," interrupted Hermione from where she stood near Arthur. She was chewing on her lower lip as she continued. Her eyes both nervous and interested. "H-he meant that the cruciatus can't be stopped by magical shields, yet yours did and then seemed to return fire. What exactly does that shield do Harry?" she had to ask Harry thought.

Harry would have preferred to not tell them but just sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "The shield uses an electromagnetic pulse and field. So technically it's not actually a magical shield," he began getting some nods from the listening crowd and many more confused looks. "The purpose is quite simple. When the shield is up, instead of stopping the spell it sucks it up and into a temporary pocket dimension, which the electromagnetic energy from my magic opens. Now this dimension is tiny and very unstable so once the spell cast at you ends, the spell is released as if the dimension ate too much, and it erupts in a backwash of power, which will harm the caster, defeating the point of the spell.

"However, that will only happen if you release the shield. If you continue the spell it will return fire," he smiled seeing how mostly everyone seemed to get the gist of what he told them, but decided to give them the simple version. "To simplify it into plane what does it do? It's too powerful to do more than rip up simple spells. However, for spells such as the unforgivables and others on that level. It sucks them up, amplifies their power depending on the strength of the wielder and spits it right back twice as hard."

"That's all I needed to hear Potter!" a voice from the crowd yelled out in triumph. Harry groaned in annoyance as he had read some of the slanderous things this prick had told the Daily Prophet newspaper to write about him. Out of the crowd came Cornelius Fudge Minister for Magic, followed by two huge men who must be Aurors, and by the looks on their face's must not like their assignment as they kept shooting Fudge annoyed glances. "You're under arrest"

Harry let out a short chuckle that showed he was not at all amused with the short, plump man with bad fashion sense, even for a Wizard. "And what might that be for?" he asked raising his left eyebrow as if he is truly curious and had no idea what the minister might be trying to pull. His wand held lazily in his fingers but his tensing muscles told a different story to the Aurors. They like many in the shop did not want to become test subjects for any other spells Harry might have in his head waiting to get out and see the world, or more accurately them.

"For the use of a spell that could be considered a fourth unforgivable curse," he spat out with pride but Harry just rolled his eyes. "And for using said unforgivable on a respected member of the community."

"You really are the biggest prat on earth aren't you Fudge," said Harry with a dark tone to his voice that brought a shiver down the ministers spine and an involuntary step back. "Firstly even if you do intend to restrict my spell into the realms of dark magic and record it as unforgivable. I have no desire to be forgiven by anyone for using it against that fool," he hissed out, his eyes boring into the ministers and the man started sweating. "Second," he continued. "Lucius Malfoy, your so-called respectable member of the community," he made air quotes here with his free hand and a few people chuckled nervously as the minister took another step back. "Used a now registered illegal curse, which I defended from, as I saw fit, which is my human right. So kiss my ass bitch!"

"How dare you Potter!" he spat in hatred; his voice going up an octave. "Arrest him!" he added to his Aurors'. They looked at Harry then at Fudge then to the defeated Lucius. However, they refused to move. Harry could simply tell from their expressions that they thought Fudge just as stupid as Harry dose. "Arrest him!" Fudge once again demanded in a shrill voice now loaded with desperation as he realised they are disobeying him.

The large black Auror with baldhead, who Harry thought looked very cool with his Dragon tooth earring, finally spoke in a tough and commanding voice. "No! We have no legal right to arrest anyone for defending them selves from attack. Even more so when it was by an unforgivable. You may try to get that new shield classed as an unforgivable, and probably shall succeed. However, since in this moment the shield is perfectly legal. And you cannot arrest him after it has been outlawed as its use was used beforehand," he said it in a deep booming voice that carried a lot of authority with a hint of malice aimed at the minister making the short man gulp.

However, the minister is an idiot so believed he is perfectly safe from Harry and his aurors. "I order you now! Or you're fired! Kingsley!"

"I'm head of the Aurors' office. You can't order me around like I'm your personal soldier," he spat his reply at Fudge fiercely, disgust and loathing dripping in pools from his voice. "And you have no authority to fire me. I'll have you up on charges, and I'm sure if we dig deep enough you'll find yourself in Azkaban."

Fudge blunders for words as he looked into the mans dark eyes that held no deceit. He then gulps before taking a deep breath and storms off through the crowd in a huff like a child, being denied a new toy by his parents, and quickly exiting the shop. "Sorry about that Idiot Mr. Potter," said Kingsley a moment later with a smirk as he gave a nod of his head and pointed his wand at Lucius and levitating him. Then Kingsley and his fellow auror left through the crowd and out of the door, following the minister with the floating unconscious Death Eater tailing behind.

"Well that was certainly interesting," said Harry with an amused shrug as he placed his wand back in his belt. "I knew Fudge was the stupidest person on the planet. I just have to wonder how many people I have to curse for electing that twat in as minister?" he asked him self in wonder as he saw quite a few people sweating now and eyeing him nervously as he smiled sweetly at them. Amanda and Ginny both had to hold their giggles in.

"Well. I guess Fudge isn't the only idiot," commented Fred from next to his brother whom was nodding in agreement, as they looked around at many guilty people, their parents included.

"Well anyway Harry," piped in George. "What would you have done if they had tried to arrest you?" he asked in curiosity.

He shrugged with a small smile. "The only thing I could have done," he answered innocently and everyone leaned in a little closer just so they couldn't miss his obvious plan. "Be thankful they have no way of stopping my killing curse," he continued seriously and everyone gasped as he shrugged. "Hey, no fucker with an IQ lower than a house cats is taking me to Azkaban."

Everyone seemed to look at one another nervously before chuckling and looking at Harry, unsure whether he really would have murdered his way out of going to jail.

0oo00oo0

Albus Dumbledore was sitting in his study behind his desk at Hogwarts. His elbows on the desk and his face in his hands; thinking. The same thing has been running through his mind for the past couple of weeks. Ever since he came back from the Creevey residents, when Harry refused to leave, in preference to stay where people will look after him, and enjoy his company.

Albus went straight to the Burrow in the hope that Molly Weasley or Arthur Weasley could talk some sense into Harry. He hadn't told them to try anything drastic. He had just thought that if somebody else whom Harry actually likes right now asks him to return he might actually listen. Even though that small rational part of his mind realised it was pointless. And that even smaller sensible part told him Harry should never have to ever see those horrid people ever again.

Albus wasn't surprised at how fast Molly said that she would make him go back. Albus had tried to inform her that that is not what he actually said but she has some serious listening issues. In other words she often times hears what she thinks you mean, and always gets it wrong and goes overboard. Arthur looked very annoyed with his wife about her complete misinterpretation, and actually said that he agrees with Harry that it's his decision. Though they could both see Molly was not paying their words any heed. Arthur had said that he should never have been left their in the first place. Albus silently agreed and felt large swellings of doubt, guilt and stupidity about the whole affair. Arthur had even commented that if asked when Harry were a baby that they would have gladly taken him in even if it meant having thousands of defensive wards put up over their home. That was probably the only thing Molly heard correctly and agreed upon.

Albus had learnt that two weeks ago on Harry's birthday that he had demonstrated a new shield he had created. It was simply amazing the effect it could have being able to reverse the unforgivables. Even if it can potentially kill, the magic isn't yours that is returning so in affect they're killing them selves so it's not as bad. Right. Anyway, it would have been the fault of the casters to begin with for flinging such a dangerous curse around.

However, it saddened him quite a bit that Harry's curse the Okcicos has already been classified as dark magic and the fourth unforgivable because of its lethal capabilities. Leave it to that foolish Minister to turn the only powerful protective force from high-level dark magic in the Magically World into something it was designed to protect from. In stead, the fool should have asked Harry to teach it to a few aurors who could then teach it to others. Of course for a small price as nothing comes free in this world if it's truly worth having.

'I really shouldn't have left Harry with those fools,' the old man thought to him self again with a sigh. 'If I was a better person Harry would have told me about his spell, and I could have used some sneaky politics to have the spell classified as a protective counter offensive. Even if it meant having it only used for stopping all but the killer if that would have worried the officials. But now Fudge and his selfish ambitions have tainted a perfectly viable spell. And then the moron goes and lets Lucius Malfoy off the hook for his cruciatus. What is the Minister playing at?'

"Come in!" he called as he detected his guests using his secret method before anyone actually knocked. It amused him that after five years or so of him being headmaster none of the staff asks him how he does it anymore, though if they did he would tell them the same as he tells the few brave students who have asked before. 'Figure it out for your self. We do have a very large library.' He silently chuckled as the door swung open, a smile reaching his lips. The friendly Half-Giant Groundskeeper and Care of Magical Creatures' Teacher Rubius Hagrid, and the Transfiguration Teacher and Deputy Head of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall entered the office.

"Ya wanted ta see us Professor Dumbledore, sir?" the giant of a man boomed in a cheerful manner. It would be a rare and sad day Hagrid is not cheerful. Though Albus wished for a volume switch on him sometimes as the giant of a man doesn't seem to know how to tone himself down.

"Yes. Yes... Please sit down I want to ask you both something. But first would either of you like a cup of tea?" he asked the last as they took their seats in front of his desk to stall for a while as he allowed him self to regain some of his nerves. However, unfortunately they both politely declined.

Albus sighed as they both watched him carefully with concerned looks on there faces'. They were obviously wondering what he wanted to talk about. So he decides to get this over and done with quickly. Therefore he just jumped right in and asked the question he had been asking him self now for the past two weeks.

"Do you think I should have taken 'him' in myself?" he asked after taking a deep breath.

They both wore looks of uncomfortable awkwardness, and a silence penetrated the office that even Fawkes his Phoenix familiar kept to. It was obvious by their facial expressions they knew who he is speaking of. Not that it would be hard for many people to realise this. He continued watching them and took note that Hagrid looked as if he would rather jump out of his window than give any kind of truthful answer. He already figured what Minerva's answer will be, as she had often been very vocal about it.

"Uh… no," the half-giant tried to lie, and very poorly. It has never needed his legilimency to tell when his large friend is lying. The guy doesn't have a dishonest bone in him.

"Well I do," interrupted McGonagall angrily. "You left him with the most horrid people I had ever witnessed. I told you that eventually he'll get fed up with them and leave whether you say it's alright or not. And now he doesn't want you around," she continued glaring icy daggers at the older professor causing him to gulp. "And with all of the trials he's had to put up with here at Hogwarts. A place where he is supposed to be safe. Well I'm just surprised he isn't transferring to another school. In a country as far away from here as he can."

Albus winced. He had wondered that very question too. It would be all too easy for Harry to skip the country and enrol in Australia, or one of the many schools in the US. Heck, Harry would be harder to find if he ran off and joined a school in Brazil, Japan or maybe somewhere in Africa. He grimaced at the thought of what the British Wizarding World would think if they knew why he left. Though is quite convinced Fudge will try to put it to good use, no doubt in his favour?

"Where is Mr. Potter anyway?" asked McGonagall after a few moments frowning, her lips getting thinner with some concern. "At the Burrow with the Weasley's I would assume."

"No," he answered with a small smile. However, he took note of their confused and worried expressions so he elaborated. "He's actually staying with Collin and Dennis Creevey's family."

McGonagall actually let out a small laughed. Both Albus and Hagrid stared at her in surprise. It is unlike her to laugh much these day and even more so within these stressful times. She must have taken note of his and Hagrid's weird expressions as she quickly elaborated on where she found the humour.

"I'm sure he's loving that," she began with a small shake of her head and a little smirk. "With Colin's odd obsession about taking his photo any chance he can get and asking for an autograph." The old man and giant of a man chuckled too thinking about it. "So how did he end up with them anyway?"

"Well his cousin had a birthday party," he began with a smile. "And Harry made friends with Colin's muggle sister who happened to go to his cousin's school." Hagrid and McGonagall's eyes widened in surprise. "One of Harry's cousin's friends brought along a snake that he set after Harry and Amanda."

McGonagall winced while Hagrid beamed in excitement at the thought of what happened next. "What a stupid thing to set on a Parselmouth," said Minerva with a roll of her eyes.

Albus nodded with a chuckle. "I know… well after that Mr. Creevey made up a lie about snake charming and pretending to talk snake. Afterwards Harry, Amanda and Mr. Creevey got into an argument because of Vernon's hatred towards magic, which included his sons. And… well here we are now. I even think Harry and Amanda have become a couple," he sighed tiredly.

"I see," nodded McGonagall. "Well it's a good thing too. It's about time something nice happened to him."

Albus just nodded in agreement with a small smile tugging at his lips.

0oo00oo0

Harry has been enjoying his holidays with the Creevey's and likes Amanda a lot. However, both he and Amanda had decided together that they weren't going to be dating. Well Amanda convinced him it really isn't worth all of the hassle right now, and if they were older, it would have been easier to have an actual relationship. But they are from different worlds, and he has enough trouble living in his without trying to fit into hers as well. Though this didn't mean they won't always be friends because they promised each other they would.

Anyway, they didn't see why they couldn't fool around when they felt like it while he is still living with her. So it didn't stop them kissing when they felt like it. It is an activity they enjoy doing a lot. Plus practice makes perfect as the saying goes. If in fact, there is such a thing as a perfect kiss.

Amanda had told Harry that she could see that he really likes Ginny. She also told him that she had spoken with the girl about him. He was quite nervous to hear what they had said on the subject of him. She was quick however, to elaborate that Ginny is into him big. He had been so relieved and thankful that Ginny's still crushing on him and mentioned so to Amanda. She had laughed at him and made sure he knew that Ginny's feelings for him are much more than a silly little crush, which made him feel lightheaded with glee, though kept his cool on the outside. That didn't mean he wasn't dancing for joy on the inside.

So she had convinced him to send Hedwig his faithful owl with a letter to Ginny. He was to take her to a nice Non-Mage restaurant on a date. He had already arranged a table at a restaurant somewhere very special for her. He made sure it is very far away with little to no chance of a Death Eater spotting them. Though with his luck when it comes to the bad guys stumbling across him he'll probably end up in a fight with someone. He just hopes Ginny won't be mad at him for it.

Harry was really nervous about his date as it shall be his first ever. He had brought quite a lot of new clothes from a Non-Mystic's shop. And was causally dressed in black dress trousers, a black shirt with new black shoes. As well as a very nice long black coat, that hung down just below his knees. He was planning on apparating to the Burrow, even though technically, it would be breaking the law, but the law really didn't bother him anymore. He had become powerful enough that these weak British aurors are nothing compared with him. Though he supposed numbers do count for something, so he'll be as careful as possible.

Harry had been growing stronger physically and magically. And over the last three weeks had gained a few more inches in height, so that he now stood at just six feet tall. His muscles had even expanded and compressed to impressive levels that he had gained some nice width, though kept his lean physic and speed.

Also, he had learnt what could be hundreds of new spells and many new tricks that he had been itching to try out on some dark or misguided fool. So breaking such a stupid law as not apparating until he has a licence when he's seventeen did not faze his moral compass. Though his moral compass had suggested killing Fudge or at least suing him and the Daily Prophet for all of the bull-crap they are spreading about him. Ah well, whatever.

"Harry hurry up. You don't want to make her wait?" suddenly Amanda was in his face grinning as she poked his nose to gain his attention as he stood in the hallway staring at the front door completely zoned out of reality.

"Oh, sorry, Ami," he answered with a sheepish smile while she grinned wider at his use of the nickname he gave her, which he started using after the incident with the Malfoy's. "I was just thinking and lost track of what I was doing," he added before taking a deep breath with a smile. "Well, see you later, Ami."

"See you too, and have fun," she answered giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I will," he smirked before placing a quick kiss on her cheek in return and disappearing in a burst of wind that left a shimmering ripple in the air. She just smiled sadly and hoped someday she shall find someone to become special to her as well.

To Be Continued…