A Guide's Perspective

Chapter Three: It was me...

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- [November 15, 1987]-
World-Assignment space, 12:00am

(Harry's POV- First Person)

I opened my eyes to a different place. Unsure of my situation, I observed the place I woke up in and stood up from the spot I laid. It was dark with beautiful, tiny, star-like lights floating on different heights, the place reminded me of what a vast field at night would look like but instead of feeling and seeing the cool green grass, I felt nothing and all I saw was water all around. It seemed to not be disrupted by my steps even if I stomp, all it did was stay still like clear glass, reflecting the Starlights giving me the illusion of floating Looking down I realised every step I took leaves a glowing footprint that then dims after a second or two.

*fiiiw* *fiiiw*

I suddenly felt a couple of things zip past me. My shoulders and legs are subconsciously tense and I turn around quickly to see what passed 'if it's something bad, I'll have to run as fast as I can, even if there is nowhere to hide It's better to be farther than the danger, then again... Whatever that thing was, it's fast...' 

Focusing on the thing that zipped past me, It was a tiny bright thing the size of my palm, a couple more passed and circled around me seemingly eyeing with curiosity. Looking at it more closely, I noticed a tiny pair of wings on one of the things but nobody! One of the things accidentally crashed into me giving me a feeling of warmth and comfort, the thing felt fluffy- or was it fuzzy? I couldn't tell, it felt as if I was rubbing one of Ms. Figg's (My neighbour) many, well-cared for cats. Shaking my head to get rid of that thought, I focused on what was happening. 'This.....thing didn't seem to be dangerous, but I shouldn't come to such conclusions so fast' My mind supplied. I decide to directly confront the thing still wary of what might happen.

"Hello there," I began, "what- sorry- who are all of you" I asked the tiny things dancing around me trying to be polite so as to not risk angering them. One of them got closer making me back away and suddenly a strange 2-D shape popped up onto one of the tiny things. I realised it is similar to those speech bubbles I saw from those comics I read in the Library. Was it their way of communication? If so, it's a strange way -not that I mind- I like strange things even though my relatives hate it...

In the bubbles, words were typed out as if a keyboard was being used...

[ Hello! ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡| ]

I raised an eyebrow when noticing the strange symbols which look similarly to an expression

[ We are what you can call a S.I.G.H.| ]

'A sigh? As in- the sound sigh?' I thought. What a strange thing to name yourself... Besides that, I should try to find a way to get back.... Should I ask questions?...

"Uh... what exactly is a 'sigh'?"

[ A S.I.G.H. is what we are! We are something that helps you and guides you through the journey of the path lady fate gave you. It is also an acronym: System Intelligence Galactic Helper! We don't know the reason why our creator named us that though...| ]

"Oh... Alright then... But why are there so many of you?" So they do have a creator. Geez... Their Creator must either be very lazy or just be done with their life...

[ We were surprised too,✧⁠\⁠(⁠>v•)⁠ﾉ| ]

"Surprised?"