Thread: A Matter of Mind (HP)- Moon/Lounger

Harry nodded, his eyes fixed intently on Nathaniel's fingers. Harry had always been very focused, incredibly so. Severus Snape would even admit that, had admitted that in fact, to Flitwick. Severus thought that Harry might have a learning disability, which was why he did so poorly in certain subjects, it would even explain why Harry was always so antsy in school, hating to sit still for so long. it took a lot of effort, but by the end of it, Harry was in fact, holding the wand properly, though he was still having troubles with most of the finer motions. like the one where you twitched your wand in a very tiny Z before swooping up to transfigure a button into a beetle. honestly Harry wasn't sure why you would want to make a beetle anyway, they weren't very useful things, a Button was much more useful in Harry's opinion. ...so my setting things on fire is a good thing? Harry asked, looking incredibly baffled, as if he thought Nathaniel was off his rocker. my Magic is always doing that though. he admitted simply. i once turned my teachers hair blue, and i made glass vanish. i disappear all the time too, go all invisible like to hide from... here he paused, looking focused again. nope... lost that thought too. he admitted with a sigh. that was a bit of a surprise. most kids had a form of 'Wish' magic as children. things they wanted. like Hermione Granger had levitated books to herself when out of reach. Ron Weasley had summoned cookies from the cookie jar. Draco Malfoy had made glass shatter during a temper tantrum, some kids made hair change color, some kids accidentally transfigured parts of themselves. but no child had ever turned invisible, apparated, or completely banished glass. it was clear that Harry, despite his finesse issues, was a massive powerhouse. but then, that was probobly obvious when Harry was manipulating his magic after the major healing he had undergone. i'm glad that i'm all better. i still ache a little, but there's no REAL pain. only Harry would view hundreds of slightly stretched, strained, and even torn muscles as a 'little Ache'. those would have to heal on Harry's magic though, he'd probobly be completely pain free by morning. My Wand... Harry muttered, frowning as he considered that before he shrugged a little. haven't a clue. he admitted with a small smile. can't we go to a store to get me a new one? or make one out of my stick? i really like it... it feels so warm in my hand... he admitted, stroking the willow branch he had procured. Harry looked so relieved when Nathaniel said he could share the bed. thanks Nathaniel. he whispered as he slid into the bed. Harry was dressed in a pair of soft cotton sleep pants, but was wearing no shirt... and from the feel of it, no underwear either.he slid under the covers, snuggled up tight to Nathaniel and sighed as tension eased out of his body. hmm, Yer warm. Harry mumbled, feeling safe and protected and content now that he wasn't alone in the darkness. ...Nathaniel? can i have a nightlight in my room tomorrow? the Dark scares me... he admitted softly. under normal instances, Harry would have never, ever have admitted that, ever. in fact, only Neville knew that Harry was frightened of the dark. well, now Nathaniel knew too, not that Harry understood that it was a fear that most children grew out of. soon he was sleeping again, reassured by the warmth of Nathaniel sleeping next to him. in the morning, Harry proved to be a very, very clingy sleeper. he was pressed to Nathaniel, chest to chest, and he had the other boy in a death grip around the chest, as if worried Nathaniel might try to escape.