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Torn and Broken Hearts: The Prophecy of a Millenia by KawaiiAce2003
Chapter 2 : Encounters
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Makaya woke up the next day before dawn for her daily run. She planted her long hair up in a high bun and put on her jogging gear. Unlike her sister, she didn't need a loud alarm clock to wake her up. Her insomnia helps her wake up so she can exercise every morning to relax her muscles and her mind from the lack of sleep she received.

She walked quietly down the stairs and took a few bottled waters out the refrigerator. She pulled out her wand and shrunk them down to fit her small black fanny pack on her waist. She then walked outside and apparated to a small town in Surrey. She loved jogging there because it was always quiet and peaceful. Basically a really boring town but after an hour jogging around the neighborhood she would return to the manor and think nothing of it. She didn't enjoy jogging around the manor because there wasn't any even terrain and too many rocks by the ocean. She looked up places that was small and quiet and had little activity in the morning. Distance of course didn't matter being able to use apparation since she was fourteen. And for some reason when she saw that town name on a map it seemed familiar to her.

She personally didn't know what location she was in Surrey she always ended up somewhere slightly different and she would just run until she was sore. This time she ended up in a neighborhood that had the same type of house lined up down the road. Once again she felt at peace and her worries of her insomnia melted away as she turned on the Ipod that her father gave her and started to run.

After a while she came across a playground that was covered in fog. She slowed down as she noticed there was someone sitting in one of the swings. While the fog was pretty thick she could tell it was a boy that looked around her age. He looked slightly familiar but she watched enough of the horror movies her mom loved to know not to check things out alone so she continued on her jog.

After about thirty more minutes Makaya did something out of the ordinary. She turned around and jogged back to her original location. She normally just jogged straight and then apparated when she was done but her curiosity overwhelmed her and she wanted to see if the boy was still at the playground. When she finally arrived she noticed as the day became brighter the fog lifted itself and she was able to see the park clearly. Just like the neighborhood it was in the park was very boring and she did not see the boy anymore.

Makaya slammed into a hard body and fell back, almost hitting the ground but a hand grabbed hers and held her steady. She straightened herself out and looked up to see Harry Potter staring at her rubbing his head.

“I'm sorry,” Makaya said flushed a bit. “I wasn't watching where I was going.”

“It's my fault. I was daydreaming anyway.”

“Yeah, I saw you earlier,” Makaya said motioning to the playground. “On the swings.”

“I saw you too.”

“I'm sorry if I was rude by staring,” Makaya said. “I just don't normally...”

“See seventeen year old boys sitting on a swing early in the morning?”

“Exactly,” Makaya laughed. “Not that there's anything wrong with that.”

“I just had a lot on my mind and I needed to get out the house.”

“You don't need to explain to me,” She said as they walked together down the street. Just like everyone else in the wizard world she knew the things he went through.

“Did you just move here?”

“No, I live in London but I'm with my grandparents in Norfolk for the summer.”

“What are you doing all the way out here then?”

“I like to jog here.”

“Because it's boring right?”


“But I know I've seen you somewhere before,” Harry said adjusting his glasses. “Do you jog here often?”

“Every morning during the summer,” Makaya answered. She knew that Harry recognized her if not her twin from Hogwarts but she wanted to see if he could put that together. “During the rest of the year I jog around the school I attend.”

“Which one would that be?”

“A boarding school.”

“What's it called?”

“Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”

Harry grinned joyfully, “I thought I recognized you. You're Madison right?”

“Makaya, her sister.”

“Right, it's nice to meet you,” He said holding his hand out.

Makaya took his hand in hers and shook it, “Sorry for the sweat.”

“It's ok.”

“So you know my sister?”

“Not personally but everyone knows her and her... um...”

“Her pranks?”


“She is a rebel that's for sure.”

“She makes everyone laugh despite all of the horrible things that has happened over the years.”

Makaya said nothing as she saw Harry's face darken. She knew like everyone else how close he was to Dumbledore and she couldn't even imagine how he felt. Probably the same as Madison though.

“Maybe you should talk to Madison,” she suggested.

“For what?”

“You two have more in common about a recent event than you might think?”

“I don't think we have anything in common.”

“You both loved Dumbledore.”

“She only saw Dumbledore when she caused trouble.”

“She saw him more than you know,” Makaya argued. “And for different reasons.”

“In the six years that we have been in the same house,” Harry started. “How would it look if all of a sudden I go up to her and want to talk about Dumbledore when we barely exchanged more than a conversation.”

“Misery loves company.”

“I haven't heard that saying before.”

“It's American.”

“Are you American?”

“No, my mom is.”

Harry looked around and noticed that people were coming out of their homes and getting ready for work or errands. The both looked out of place standing in front of the playground.

“I should go,” Makaya said reading his face. “My family will worry that I'm not back the usual time.”

“Yeah,” Harry said shuffling his feet. “It was nice meeting you.”

“You too, maybe now I'll see you more often.”

“What house are you in?”


“So beauty and brains huh?”

Makaya laughed out loud at his comment, “Very smooth, Harry Potter. No wonder why the ladies love you.”

“I try my best,” Harry took Makaya's hand in his and kissed it.

Makaya jogged toward the playground waving back to Harry, “Don't forget to talk to my sister!”

Harry waved back and watched her disappeared into the bushes, knowing she apparated back to where she came from.

As Harry walked back to his home he smiled to himself.

“I think this is going to be a great year.”

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