The Deathly Hallow Warrior....(Hp fanfic)

The Deathly Hallow... (HP fanfic)

ANYTHING DO DO WITH HARRY POTTER OBVIOUSLY BELONGS TO J.K.ROWLING!  (btw she is the best author ever!!) the other ideas in the story are mine :P.  I'm just writing a fan fiction on Harry Potter because I love Harry Potter. OBVIOUSLY HARRY  POTTER BELONGS TO J.K ROWLING.

hope you enjoy! :)

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CHAPTER 1 : When it started.

I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night for some strange reason, I must have had a nightmare or something. I laid on my bed thinking to myself, thoughts flooding into my head . I could see a white light gleam around my room, I must have forgotten to close my curtains I looked at my window and I saw the full moon glistening in the late sky surrounded by specks of stars of all sizes with its twin reflecting on the sea. I got out of my bed and walked over to my windowsill and sat on it holding my knees close to my chest. Out of all the things in the world I thought the moon was so special, one of the most beautiful things I had ever laid my eyes on. I sat staring at the moon for what felt like hours and I noticed a blue light starting to surround the moon. I never saw anything like this, what was happening? The blue rim of light started to get bigger and started flickering. I opened my window to get a better look, I could not stop staring at it. All of a sudden the light beamed from the moon and started heading towards me, I couldn't move I felt like I was paralysed. The light started to get closer and closer shooting through the night sky, all I could feel was a slight night summers breeze brushing against my face. I felt an icy cold arrow go through my chest and I was knocked to the floor unconscious...

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 *''Faria....Faria...wake up..Faria?...'' I woke up to hearing my mom's tranquil voice calling me. ''Faria? What are you doing on the floor?'' she asked with an interrogating expression on her face. '' I..- I must have fallen onto the floor from my bed?'' I replied also trying to understand why I was on my bedroom floor half dazed. '' your saying you fell from your bed and landed halfway across your room underneath the windowsill?'' she asked not believing what she heard.''any way breakfast is on the table downstairs if you want some'' and she walked out of the room. Windowsill?... Then it clicked, what happened in the middle of the night, what was that light? I remembered that the light hit me. I checked my chest slightly hesitant, thinking that maybe I could have been a dream...but at the same time I knew it was real. There was no bruise or scar on my chest, not even the slightest scratch, but as I put my hand down on my lap, I noticed a black engraved looking mark on my left wrist about the size of a bottle cap. Now I was beginning to get worried. It looked like a picture was driven into my hand using a knife and covered up with black ink. I rubbed my eyes to take a closer look,It looked like some symbol, a triangle,with a circle in the middle, with a straight line vertically down it. I ran into my bathroom to try and wash it off. It wouldn’t come off! I slapped my face to make sure I wasn't still asleep, and looked at my wrist again. It was still there as prominent as ever. ''Faria are you coming down?'' my mom called up the stairs. ''Yeah just a minute'' so I quickly got dressed putting on a long sleeved grey top on to hide the mark and I went downstairs.

''About time'' my mom said smiling at me shaking her head as if to conceal her thoughts. ''what?'' I asked wondering, '' your top is on inside out!..... and on backwards, did your ''fall'' to the floor effect your knowledge of how to dress?'' she said smiling with laughter at me. ''Oh right'' I laughed along with her and ate my cold toast. I chatted with my mom for a while and then she went to find my dad. Knowing him he probably went fishing by the beach.

As I sat finishing off my breakfast I went to reach for my glass of water across the table and before I even touched it moved, fell over and spilled. Huh? That was weird.. I carried on getting off my seat to clean up the water I spilled. I got a ragged cloth and bent down, I couldn't see where I spilled the water so I felt around for it, ah found it. As I touched it scalding steam started to rise from the ground and the water evaporated. Ahh! I jumped back and yelped. ''WHAT IS GOING ON!''..my mom came running back in asking me was I ok. ''what are you doing, are you ok? I'm starting to think you hit your head?'' she said to me with a concerned look on her face. I could call a doctor to take a look at you? You look a bit pale.''oh no thanks I think I'm ok.... I thought I saw a giant spider..'' I said realising I had shouted ''what is going on'', out loud. I started to think I was crazy! ''Ok I'm just going to head to the beach to find your dad, I have my phone,ring me if you need me, bye''. I waited until she left the room to recap what just happened. I stood staring at the floor. I slowly looked at the mark on my hand questioning weather this had something to do with it. This was not normal. I decided to go for a walk, I needed to cool off from the fright. As I was walking down to the beach I saw my parents walking towards me,'' 'morning Faria'',my dad said to me casually, ''morning'', I said back as calmly as I could because I was freaking out and I wasn't going to tell him or my mom what had happened between last night and now, they'd think I was crazy.'' I was just telling your father about when I woke you up this morning'' my mom said with a laugh and my dad laughed along. '' going for a walk?'' , ''what?..Oh.. yeah.. I'll be back in an hour or so'' I forgot where I was even going, my mind was so hectic. ''ok so ,bye'' they said in unison.