Hey! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. School sucks, enough said. So now Harry, Tess, and Delia are at Hogwarts, and there are plenty of surprises around every corner. Vague, I know, but deal with it! *smiles* Please don't forget to review! Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I'm just a wannabe writer with a computer.
Hogwarts was buzzing with the energy of a new year as well as a whole stream of new gossip. The most talked-about topics were the three new transfer students: Delia Grove, Tess McKinnon, and Harry Potter. Of the three, Harry Potter was the most talked about, but he didn't outshine the girls. All boys were now fantasizing about the gorgeous Gryffindors. Tess, bubbly and vivacious with bright blue eyes and brown hair, was always surrounded by people, particularly boys. Delia, quieter than Tess but no less beautiful with blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, was usually seen with a select few. The boys quickly learned, however, that there was a risk to flirting with said girls. His name was Harry Potter.
The boy was a complete enigma to most, not able to predict or manipulate. He was friends with people from every house and didn't really care about the long-standing system. He was definitely good-looking with shagging black hair and alluring green eyes as well as well-defined muscles. There was something dangerous about Harry, something hard that attracted girls like flies. He didn't seem to have eyes for any of them, though his eyes occasionally wandered over to Delia when she wasn't looking.
Even the teachers were stumped. The three teens knew spells that they didn't know, that had been long forgotten by Wizarding Britain. Delia and Tess seemed to excel in the theory aspect of the work while Harry preferred the practical. Of course, he consistently turned in flawless assignments. There was no doubt they were bright and talented.
And while Delia and Tess were content at Hogwarts, Harry was getting restless. He wasn't used to be trapped in a castle. He missed the sounds of the city, the familiar things he had gotten used to. Sure, Harry was glad to see some of his friends at Hogwarts, but he didn't like being monitored.
Then, one day, the Gryffindors were sitting in Transfiguration when there was a loud roar coming from outside. Tess sat up immediately, recognizing the sound. She waited for it again. When it didn't, she slouched again. But then the roar became much louder. Now the whole class heard it. Delia and Harry both looked at Tess. They knew that sound too. Harry looked especially anxious.
McGonagall walked towards the window. The three friends leaned forward to see what was going on. There, sitting on a dark enchanted motorcycle, was Sean. His face, though not as sunken in as before, still had a haunted look to it. His smile, however, was wide. Their Head of House opened the window and yelled out, "Young man, just what do you think you're doing?"
Sean smiled charmingly. "Visiting friends, ma'am," he said. By then, Harry, Tess, and Delia were at the window. Harry just kept looking at the bike in awe. The dark-haired boy just smirked. "Nice bike you have here, Harry," he taunted.
Harry glared at him. "One scratch, and I swear..." he threatened.
Sean rolled his eyes. "Meet me outside, and I'll give you the keys." Harry took off immediately. McGonagall looked distinctively flustered. Tess and Delia grinned and ran after him. The Transfiguration teacher just sighed.
Dumbledore was immediately informed of the new arrival. He was greeted at the front door of the school. The new boy had his arm slung around Tess and was talking animatedly to Harry. For once, Delia and Harry weren't fighting. Instead, they held hands casually. There was no suspicious look in Harry's eyes, no stiff posture from Delia, or frown lines around Tess's mouth. There was a peace to the group, a way of being that seemed comfortable.
"How'd you fix my bike?" Harry practically demanded to know.
Sean smirked. "That creepy dude who works at the bar next to the shoe store."
Harry furrowed his eyebrows. "E.T.?"
Sean nodded. "Turns out his sister is a mechanic. A little..." he paused. "Special attention thrown her way, and she was more than willing to help." Tess smacked him hard on the arm. "Of course, she wasn't nearly as pretty as you, Tessie!" The brunette smiled triumphantly.
Harry just shook his head. Three damn years working on that bike, working out all the enchantments, and all Sean has to do to get it to run is make out with a bartender's sister?
"So how's the grub here?" Sean asked eagerly.
Harry shrugged. "Better than Stephanie's but not as good as Old Mam's."
Sean gave Harry a look. "Ground-up rocks are better than Stephanie's cooking!"
Tess gave him a look. "I'll make sure to tell Stephanie that," she replied. The dark-haired boy paled.
"Please don't tell her I said that," he begged. Tess just smirked while Harry and Delia smiled.
"Make it worth my while," she challenged.
"I'll be your loyal slave forever," Sean proposed cheekily. He got down. "A ride for the lady?" Tess just hopped on his back. Sean took off towards the castle, causing the brunette to giggle incessantly. Harry and Delia stayed behind, Harry clutching his keys possessively.
Delia rolled her eyes. "It's a bike, not a girl, Harry," she reminded him. He only nodded absentmindedly, taking in the beauty of his bike. She huffed. "So are we going for a ride or what?"
That immediately got Harry's attention. "I don't have any helmets," he told her.
"I know."
"No safety features at all."
"I figured."
"You could literally die on this ride."
"Really?"
"Who are you, and what did you do to Delia?"
"Locked up in a broom closet."
Harry smiled. "Alright then." He got on and helped Delia up. She wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tightly. Harry revved up the engine, and they took off into the sky, exploring the Hogwarts grounds. For the first time in a while, the two simply enjoyed the other's company. It was nice, wonderful even, but Delia knew it wouldn't last. It never did.
Sean Barthel was sorted into Gryffindor later that night. No one was surprised.
