The Dark Souls •H.S•

•-N.I.N.E.T.E.E.N-•

I start running as fast I could. But unfortunately, I was too slow to get away. The guy with the wings looked into my eyes with amusement. He then pulls me close to him and started to rise.

"Where do you think you are going?" Harry growled in anger,

"To show her the truth." he said, with a smirk.

"Not so fast." Harry growled and before I could blink a light quickly hit the guy making his grip loose and made me fall. Before I could hit the ground, Harry caught me. When Harry caught me, I was relieved. I gripped his shirt in shock, I say nothing to him. The words are unable to come out of my mouth as if my voice has been paralysed.

"Hey, can you stand?" He whispered to me, I look at him, he wasn't looking at me but that guy. I nod in response, not trusting my voice. He sets me down and while he does, another light hits his hand. Harry hisses in pain while I let out a gasp. He looks really furious and left me, in misery, to fight the wings guy.

I wasn't paying attention to what was happening, I was defenceless and useless. I felt pathetic so I didn't pay any attention. I was still trying to process that a person has wings and I saw it with my own two eyes. When I finally snapped out of my misery, both of them were badly hurt. The unknown guy's wings were injured and Harry looked like he was about to collapse.

"I will come back for you." The guy said, looking right into my eyes and flew away. His warning still lingering in the wind. We both stay quiet while I stare at the ground, until I hear a thud. Harry collapsed on the ground, his clothes are drenched in blood. I quickly go to him and place his head on my lap.

"Ha-harry!" I say, while gently but desperately patting his face. My heart was racing wildly, I didn't know what to do in this matter. Should I call the ambulance? Or should I call mum? Does the hospital treat king of the witches? The confusion made me quiver and my eyes starts to well up.

"Wha-what do I do?" I say in panic. I take my phone out but Harry's hand, filled with his blood, holds my hand.

"Do-don't." He says, his voice barely coming out.

"Bu-but, you will die!!" I exclaimed as tears started falling furiously.

"I will be fine." He says and I was even more confused by what he meant.

Then suddenly, Niall, Louis, and Liam appears. They come rushing towards us with the worried look. Niall and Louis takes Harry from me while Liam helps me stand up.

"I will leave you home." Liam calmly says, while Niall and Louis takes Harry.

"No! I will come with you guys!" I say, the three of them exchange looks then looks at me.

"Are you-" Louis starts but I cut him off,

"I want to come! It's my fault he is in this condition! Please!" I pleaded, making Louis sigh and then nod. Liam makes a portal, which I never knew about, and then we enter the portal. The portal acted like a door, immediately we are somewhere else.

I was so worried about Harry that I didn't bother notice the place we got in. I didn't even care to ask how they knew Harry was like this. My tears were unstoppable and I watched Harry closely. His eyes were close, I panicked for a moment before I saw his chest moving up and down, assuring me that he is breathing. They placed Harry on a bed with clean and white sheets, as if they were ready for this situation. I watched very closely as Niall started chanting a spell on Harry's wounds.

"Hey, here." Louis gets my attention and gives me a cup of hot coffee.

"What is Niall doing?" I ask him, while watching Niall add ingredients in a bowl as he chants a spell.

"He is making a healing potion." Louis answers,

"Like herbs and all?" I ask,

"Something like that but it processes quicker. It would've been even faster if he was doing that on a human. But Harry is different, it takes days for Niall to heal Harry and also, Harry's regenerating process is really slow compared to the other witches." Louis explained, so we have a regenerating process? That explains why I am weird.

"So can't you like a cast a spell to heal wounds?" I ask him and he chuckles,

"No, that is because healing wounds and making someone's heart beat again is totally out of our league. Even the king himself can't do it." Louis explained it to me and I nodded, understanding.

"Why is that?" I ask him,

"It's because in the generation of Harry's great, great grandfather, some incident happened, so he had to ban the magic to heal or to make someone's heart beat again." Louis replied, speaking of incident, I need to ask them of the other incident. I need to clear it up before I start creating misunderstandings.

"Oh... so why Harry's wounds taking time to heal? Like, why is he different from the other witches?" I ask him,

"It's because he is the king. The kings of the Witchland either has very low life expectancy or their powers becomes weak until it disappears." Louis said, I look at him with a shocked expression.

"Wait, what do you mean by low life expectancy?" I ask him,

"It means, they die if they use their powers more than intended." Louis said, while looking right into my eyes with a very serious expression.

"Harry won't die right?" I ask him, I could feel a lump forming in my throat as I wait for the answer.

"No, but his power does get weak." He said and then looks at Harry.

"And when his power disappears, he will be the last king of the Witchland." Liam's voice startled me. I didn't even notice he was beside Louis all these time, I have been looking at Harry without even blinking.

"He will be fine. No matter how many times people tries to kill him, this bastard won't die easy." Liam said and ended with a chuckle. His gentle voice accompanied by those words, assured me that Harry will be fine. My lips stretches into a small smile before I even realise.

"Thank you." I whisper to the three of them, and surprisingly they all heard it. I looked at the three of them, and they were smiling at me. I felt like I could read their gentle and warm smile, 'we will be there for you, when you need us.'

"By the way, where were you guys all these days? I haven't seen the three of you since the last two months." I ask, when they got back to working on Harry.

"Harry asked us to go on a vacation." Liam said with a sheepish grin. When I looked at Niall and Louis, they were all smiling ear to ear.

"Oh, okay." I said.

"So, who was that guy anyways?" I blurt out the question, not being able to meet their eyes, because I know, I will break down immediately.

"No one." Louis said, his voice was enough to warn me not to ever ask about that guy again.

"Oh..." I said and remained silent.

Several hours has passed and Harry still hasn't been conscious. I look at the rest of them, Liam and Niall are sleeping on the couch while Louis went inside one of the room and never returned. I sit on the stool beside Harry's bed and stare at him. His face held a very gentle expression, half of the time he would be frowning. The thought of him frowning makes me smile, suddenly I let out a yawn. I didn't even realise how tired I was until I sat down. I placed my head on the empty space of his bed, keeping a mental note NOT to fall asleep. My eyes started getting heavier after each blink and before I realise it, I drifted into the darkness.