I Wish (One Direction FanFic)

Trouble's Brewing

*Harry's POV*

I was used to the screaming girls. I was used to them trying to rip me to pieces. They meant well, I was sure they did. They just loved me and, to be perfectly honest, I was so OK with that. Then one caught hold of me and tore my shirt. I didn't know what to do because she had a hold of my charm too. You know that little leather pouch I have to kept me from turning into a horse every couple minutes. I can't maintain human form on my own for more than a couple minutes without it. I screamed for Liam's help then I felt the string give way. I grabbed the pouch pressing it into my skin. Liam burst out and wretched her hand off of me pulling me inside the door in one quick motion. I heard sobs and a worried expression crossed his face.

"I hope I didn't hurt her."He said poking his head out the door."Is everyone OK?"I heard murmured yeses."Good."Liam closed the door again looking at me. I smiled weakly at him still clutching my pouch to my chest.

"They got me."I said running my fingers through my hair and smirked. Liam rolled his eyes folding his arms over his chest and sighing shaking his head. Niall came zooming down the hallway at the speed of light and stopped suddenly hovering in front of the fridge. The late afternoon sun glinted off his wings casting a rainbow pattern across the linoleum floor. He pulled it open and grabbed a can of pop.

"What happened?"He asked and I recounted my story. He waved his hand around twice and the string reconnected around my neck.

"They’re good as new eh."Niall said patting my back as he rushed past. A gust of wind hit me as he did so and I smiled as I fixed my hair. That boy was a special one he really was.

"How many times Haz?"Liam asked furrowing his brow putting his hand on my shoulder."Be more careful."I nodded and walked into Louis' room. He lay in the bottom of a clawfooted bathtub situated to one corner of the room.

"Holy Mary! Does anyone knock in this house?"He yelled breaking the surface of the water with such force I was soaking wet by the time he was finished. I flicked my hands out towards my sides.

"Thanks Lou."I said wiping the water off my face and smiling at him.

"Oh, sorry about that Harry."Louis said his face turning a slight shade of pink."Did you hear the news?"I shook my head unsure of what he meant."Clarissa's a hunter too, just like Liam. No wonder we felt so safe around her huh?"I smiled to myself and nodded. So she was different like us, maybe my parents wouldn't be so angry now that I was best friends with the girl. She was gorgeous one. Raven black hair flowed down to her waist. Her eyes, her eyes were very special. One was a dark green and the other a vibrant shade of blue. She was pale as a ghost but I didn't mind. My parents thought I shouldn't be friends with a human or anyone else for that matter. According to them the only people that mattered and were worth knowing were centaurs. Anyone else was on a lower scale than us. As for me, it didn't matter to me whether you had hooves, feet, wings, a tail or a lamp, everyone was special. I couldn't wait to tell my Mom that she's not human. She's a hunter. That should at least make them mildly happy with me.

*Clarissa's POV*

The only thing bad about being a hunter was that there's really nothing special you can do. You're just a normal person that can tell if every other “normal person” a freak or not. I'm sorry but that's what they are. They're freaks, I'm a freak, and we’re all freaks. I now knew why I wanted to befriend Harry so badly. Liam told me that it's like a natural instinct. Find the creatures, befriend the creatures, and protect the creatures. He'd also told me some of the horrible things that poachers did to them. If they caught Louis they'd rip his scales out one by one so he'd keep re-growing them. Apparently if you could get enough of them Merpeople scales sell for a fortune. He was like a forever renewable form of cash. If they got their hands on poor, sweet Niall the first thing they'd do is make him give up all his magic. When he ran out of that they'd cut off his wings and kill him, in that order. If they got Harry they'd cut his tail off and kill him. They'd skin him for his coat. Zayn would be used as a wish monkey and sold into some sort of slavery. He'd be separated from his lamp for the rest of his life. Their practices were horrible and it made me sick to just think about it. I literally ran into the bathroom and threw up after Liam told me. I was determined to never let that happen, ever.