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I'M BACK AND I'M BETTER THAN EVER!!!! PLUS I JUST GRADUATED MIDDLE SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!! IM OFFICIALLY A FRESHMAN!!!
Anyway, for those of you who are amazing and crazy who continue to read this book, I am proud to say that my book writing days are back and are better than ever.
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Melody's POV
Well. Isn't this interesting. Those pages were really weird. I mean they tell a story about Harry Potter. I mean like a biography exempt this was more personal. It was like someone was watching over their shoulders. The way it was written just gives me the creeps. Naturally I haven't shown them to anyone, but they tell of a great battle where good and evil fight to the death. (Part in the book where Harry faces Voldeshorts for the last time, but doesn't reveal who wins.) In this case it's Harry vs. Voldemort and nobody knows who will win. Both are equally matched in skill, but none are matched at each other's morality and hearts. I don't really know what I should do but I have to meet Polaris and meet her master. I don't care about getting hurt, well I do, but if rather let myself get hurt than others.
I have to move quickly so that I can prepare for the meet. I mean I know where it is, just what am I doing there is what I'm wondering. I start walking toward the ROR and when I open the door, Harry is in there writing something. I smile to myself and walk over to him.
"Hey Harry, what are you doing in here?" I asked him. He jumped up in fright.
"Oh, its just you Mel," he said with relief. "I was just finishing up here if you want to be alone."
"That'd be great actually, I'm about to meet up with someone anyway." I said and his eyes faced with hurt, but as soon as it was there, it disappeared. All he did was smile/grimace.
"Have a good time then." he choked out, and quickly gathered his things and rush out, not even saying goodbye.
Then it was completely silent.
I started to wondered where this mystery person was but then I remembered that the ROR is open to anyone, and that if you wanted to talk in private, you had to ask for a room. So I thought about about it and suddenly, and black door with silver swirls appeared. It kind of reminded me of my wand actually. Wait a moment, it was the exact design of my wand. I looked at the door once more and noticed that there wasn't a knob. That's interesting. How the hell and I supposed to get in? I put my hand on the door and pushed but nothing happened. I tried both hands and nothing happened. SO did the smart thing and took out my wand and placed it against the door.
The door opened.
Thank the chocolate fairy goddesses and their awesome ability to make me a smart pants.
HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! YOU. SMART. ARE YOU JOKING.
SHUT IT TOMMY!! HOW DID YOU GET INTO MY HEAD ANYWAY???
Come on Melly. Is that even a question anymore?
UMMMM........ YES YOU IDIOT!!! I DON'T GO POKING AROUND IN YOUR HEAD DO I???!!!!1
But it's so much fuuuuuuuuuuun.
...........
so anyway, where are you? I haven't seen you since you went to he pitch like 2 days ago.
Um.... got to go!!! Love you
NOO! Wa-
I blocked my mind from him before he could finish his sentence.
It took me a while to realize that I wasn't alone anymore. A girl that looked no older than I did To think about it, we looked almost identical, and could definitely pass as sisters.
(Mystery girl left, Melody right)
"Wow." she said eyes wide. "You look like me."
"Um... No. You look like me! How is that possible!" I wondered.
"Well, considering we are related explains most of it." She said. "Well that and I am-," She stopped and stared at me. She got up so quick I almost got a whiplash. She grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and my necklace with the other. "Where the hell did you get this necklace?!!" she growled with fierce eyes.
"I-I-I've always had it." I stated shakily, but then I saw hers. "Wait, is that my necklace?" I asked. She stepped away quickly and glared.
"Where did you get that?" she asked again. I glared back this time.
"I don't know. It was a gift when I was 11 on Christmas. It had no name on the card and my guardian didn't know who it was from either because no one had come into my house. It was just there like ma-." I was cut off.
"Like magic." she cut me off. She kept silent for a moment and I think she realized something because her eyes went wide, or so I thought. Then it started to happened. She started choking up water, and she down. I ran over to her and started to freak out. I picked her up and put her on my legs as she started to shake.
"WHAT THE HELL?" I screamed.
"Help." she managed to choke out. The water wouldn't stop coming, and I could tell that she was about to die.
"OKAY OKAY! JUST," I started moving my hand and felt the water in her body, but nothing was there. "What the hell?" There wasn't a drop of water in this body. Her body was repelling the water!! So she needs the water? Okay okay let me think this through.
"THERE'S NO TIME" My conscience practically screamed at me. Alright alright. So water has to go back in. Ugh, this is going to be gross but.... I moved mt hand over the water on the floor and picked it up. I shoved it up her nose and let it flow through her body. her body stopped shaking and she stopped moving. I checked for a pulse but I could find it.
Then I heard a faint slow clap start to appear. I turned around instantaneously and saw the exact same girl. "Well done, well done. I've got to admit, that was pretty impressive magic, and from what I've seen, I would take that as a huge complement. Now that I know that it's the real you, we can finally get down to business."
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Beautiful Eyes (Book 2)
AdventureDisclaimer: J.K Rowling owns everything exempt for Tomas and Melody Hollows, Marisa Hollows, and Sarah Dumbledore . "You have to take them Marisa. He is going to come for me and he can't know about them. They can't know about him. You have to keep t...