Harry lay on the ground for hours.
Loke had just been taken away from him and what was he doing? Spending the night on the ground, pouring his silly little heart out to no one? Loke had been gone from him from so long. Harry wanted Loke back. It was a simple goal. Harry could achieve that much.
Or could he? He had been roaming the streets for god knows how long, and Harry had barely been able to recognize Loke. Harry had just undergone a bout of magical exhaustion, so who knew how long he could trudge on without falling flat on his face.
Harry strengthened his resolve and tightened his core before slowly dragging his feet towards the Fairy Tail building. It was loud and noisy and spotlights were placed all along its perimeter. Blasts of fire could be seen from behind the windows, and the man with blue hair from before was streaking out in the front yard.
Harry snorted at the state of the guild and his body gave out for the slightest of seconds. He caught himself, but not before he had managed to scrape up his knees on the gravel path.
"Damn," he swore under his breath, continuing forwards with a significantly slower pace than what he had been carrying before. The blue haired man brushed Harry's side as he ran from a mob of screaming woman with frying pans, sending Harry onto the ground once more.
"Help," Harry pleaded with the night air. "Come on. You know I need to get to Loke."
Nothing responded, and Harry ended up spending his night crashed out on a bed of sharp gravel.
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Waking up was none too pleasant the next morning. Small cuts had littered Harry's back, and he was painfully reminded of the time he had spent in the ruins of Hogwarts so long ago.
He hauled himself up, wincing as his arms ached. Once he had righted himself, he staggered closer and closer to the Fairy Tail building. The gates opened as he neared, as if someone knew he was coming. However, upon looking around, Harry found that a blue haired girl was just wandering around the Fairy Tail campus.
"Why is Loke having hallucinations? Is something wrong in the spirit world? Did he get a concussion? Well, that doesn't seem likely… Maybe it's shock." she muttered.
Harry walked over to her. He fell into her at the last moment, his legs giving out.
"Wait! Where did you come from!" The girl screamed, jumping away from Harry. "MIRA! THERE'S SOMEONE OUT HERE! HE'S INJURED! I NEED HELP BRINGING HIM IN!"
"Come back," Harry whispered as the world spun around once more and the girl ran off.
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Harry was warm. The world was black, but heat surrounded him, caressing him and healing his arms as it moved across his skin. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a young voice.
"Sh," a girl said. Harry recognized her as the girl from earlier; the one who had screamed at him. "It's okay. You're inside Fairy Tail, and I'm healing you up right now. My name's Wendy."
She stroked his side, clearing up the gashes that had accumulated there over the last few months. Harry sighed in relief.
"Loke?" Harry asked.
Wendy giggled. "My name's not Loke. It's Wendy. I just told you that."
"Loke?"
"You want Loke? He's kinda passed out at the moment."
"Loke."
Wendy patted Harry's forehead and stood up, the springs of the bed creaking. "We'll get him soon. Just sleep, okay?"
"Kay."
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"Mira, I think Loke actually knows a Harry."
"Wendy, there was no one there! Nothing! No one! Loke needs to realize that something is wrong with himself and get his mind back together!"
"I think that man is Harry."
"What?"
"When I was healing him, I felt his magic. He's a conjuror or sorts, and also has some celestial magic."
"You've got to be kidding me!"
"I don't think I am."
"Loke's never really mentioned this before!"
Harry drifted to sleep and the voices faded away.
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Hush Little Child, don't make a peep
Mama bird's got a tune to help you sleep
Walk into the place where you once roamed
Make this place your new home.
Hush Little Child, you've been found
Mama Bird's turned the world upside down
Walk to the nest that you left long ago
Welcome to your new home.
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A/N:
I've been writing Full Metal Alchemist stuff. Please don't kill me. Maybe.
I've stopped reading Fairy Tail because of the perversion that has appeared. I'm not one to sit around and read manga with girls flashing everyone every couple of panes. I started reading the manga over a year ago; it's no longer a major interest for me.
However, I will commit to finishing this story. Please don't expect an epic end to our hero's tales though. It will likely gloss over the reunion in the Fairy Tail building and include the little bits of the final chapter that I've been writing. After the story is complete, if someone wishes to adopt it and rewrite it, I'm fine with that- just give me credit and tell me that you're doing so.
I'll see you guys more on other stories, on other topics.
Smell ya later! *imitates Gary Oak*