Harry peered around the corner. The only people he saw were two of the elves discussing the upcoming party. Perfect, he thought. Operation H.O.R.S.E. commencing. He quietly snuck by them, even though he could have been louder than a herd of elephants and they still wouldn't have heard or seen him. It was the principle of the thing. Let's see, just one more turn and then I should be... Ah-hah, found you. He snuck into the stables and pulled off his cloak. Ignoring the curious sniffs from the horses, he went straight down to the stall farthest from the entrance. Hello Beautiful, how have you been? She was his favorite horse in the elven stables by far. Similar to the Arabian breeds in his homeworld, she stood at about fifteen hands, with a beautiful ebony coat. "Hello love, I'm sorry I haven't been able to come see you. Everyone's in a tizzy out there, trying to get some ring into a giant volcano. It's been rather amusing. Of course, I could just pop over and toss it in, but that would ruin our fun, wouldn't it." he said, running his hands over her neck. "I've told you before, but you remind me of my horses, you know? I miss them sometimes. I suppose I could summon one, but I don't think I should. Normally, I wouldn't be worried, but probably most everybody here could see them. It might cause a bit of a disturbance." He sighed. He loved horses, he really did. They always seemed to ground him, to bring him back to reality, if only for a little while. He startled, hearing someone's footsteps approaching. "Sorry, love. Looks like I'll have to leave a bit earlier than I would like. I'll see you again soon." He hurriedly put his cloak back on as the stablemaster came round to check on the horses. Looking back over his shoulder one last time, he quickly fled from the stables.
Okay, I swear I meant to write before now. Unfortunately, I got the flu. Yep, the same one that seems to be storming the nation at the moment. After I got over that, then classes started back, and I've been really busy trying to keep up. Honestly, I shouldn't even be writing this because I have my first presentation for my Fundamentals of Public Speaking class in the morning. It should go well, I've been practicing it, and my brother gave me some advice. He took a public speaking class last year, and made an A in it, so I should be fine. To be honest with y'all, when I first started writing this, I meant it to be a crackfic. I named it like a crackfic, summary and everything, but this is starting to get a bit more serious. So what do y'all think? Should I run with what I'm doing, and make it into an actual story, or should I just go back to what I was doing at first? Even though I think the actual crack!chapters sound more strained than the rest of the story. This is the first story that I've actually put up here, and I'm still trying to find out what I'm good at. Anyway, I'm going to stop before the summary is longer than the actual chapter. Bye, love y'all! Remember, questions, comments, and concerns are always welcome!