Games with Death

Chapter : 04

Later that day, as the sun was disappearing in the sky, Harry's sweetly overprotective aunt Camren came all the way from where she and all of Harry's family lived — the city of Firebone. It was a very secret place far far away from humans, it was a place only for their kind like vampires, wizards, witches, werewolves etc.

Harry, although lived with his uncle Johnny and aunt Rose. It was for his protection, as Harry's father — Benilius said. Harry didn't mind living with the humans, but still, he wondered, was he really in that deep danger?

So, when the door bell rang that evening, Harry beautifully went to open the door. Immediately he was pulled into a bone crushing hug.

' Oh, Harry! My brave pie, my ice cream with extra sugar, how was your first day in that, that human school? aunt Camren asked more excited than five Willy Wonka's combined could be, as she finally leg go.

' Oh, yea, um - it was good, actually great! Harry replied trying to breathe.

A few hours past real quick as they were chatting and having dinner. Harry, then realized how tired he was and knew he could use some sleep.

Once in his bedroom, tired, he thought he would fall asleep in a blink of an eye. Oh how beautifully wrong he was. The moment Harry's head hit the pillow, it was like someone sucked all the sleep out of him. So, the boy just lay there as the sound of the click kept hitting his ears.

His aunt Camren was a half demon, half werewolf ( very  weird combination for me ). Harry's grandad is a vampire while his grandma is a witch. So that made his dad a vampire, while his uncle Johnny is a wizard. His mom is of course a human. Aunt Rose is also a witch. Harry's little sister — Acilia is also a vampire.

After laying there sleepless for some time, he suddenly opened his eyes with a start.

' That paper! ' he said to himself as he quickly got up, took the crumbled paper he found and straightened it on his table.
It was all blank. There was no sign of words or any ink..

' Well, this is useless. I got so excited for nothing. Stupid pape — ' he stopped as his eyes widened. He suddenly remembered about this one time, when he has probably seven years old, his dad once was splashing water on a blank paper in order to get words to pop up.

' Pffftt. Why is my mind such so stupid sometimes? That was no ordinary paper unlike this thing over here. ' he told his mind.

Just try it once idiot.

' Wait, who was that? From when did my mind start talking like that? I'm going crazy god I have to stop. '

After many minutes of pondering over what to do, he finally decided to try splashing water on it. Just in case something happens. So, he quickly grabbed a bottle of water and started splashing it on that balnk paper.

Nothing happened. No words or anything appeared.

Harry, now disappointed, was going to throw away the paper, when suddenly he noticed something happening. The paper was changing to a darker shade of brown and one word by word a sentence was already there.

The dark knight, the cold fire...
            But one of them is reigning.

' Huh? What the hell does that mean? And what kind of a human school did dad put me in, where they have a mysterious forbidden room for no reason which also has a magical paper in it which has mysterious shit written on it. ' Harry asked himself with a completely confused expression.

' Anyways, firstly I'm not Hermione Granger to solve this easily, secondly I'm too tired to even think. ' and with that Harry yawned, stretched, folded the paper, and went back to bed with his thoughts running all over the place like wild zebras.

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