50 Prompt Stories (Table B) | By : Vampirezdarkgurl Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 17202 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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-Morgue-
Categories: Harry Potter, (Slight)Tru Calling
Pairing: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Tru Calling, or any of the characters associated with the books, movies, or television show and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.
Prompt: Prompt Table B: 50 Prompts. Prompt 31; Morgue
-Morgue-
Striding into the morgue at the bottom of St Mungo's, Harry had his fingers clenched around the Time Turner around his neck. Ever since he had discovered his abilities that allowed the dead to ask him for help which, in turn, then caused him to relive their last day alive to try and save them, Harry had been thinking about the possibility of saving other people who had died before they should have.
Those thoughts led him to thinking about his parents, which led him to where he currently was; St. Mungo's morgue on October 31st, 1981, only hours after his parents were killed.
Looking around, licking his dry and chapped lips, worried that he might be caught or spotted by someone, Harry moved to the two drawers where his parents were and pulled them open. Feeling pain well up in his chest at the sight of their cold, lifeless bodies, Harry pushed it away and stood in between the drawers.
Standing there, Harry looked at the watch on his wrist and took in the time; he had maybe ten or fifteen minutes before anyone would be down to process the bodies and move them to the funeral house.
As five minutes passed with no action, Harry gave a moan and ran his fingers through his hair. “Come on, please ask me for help.”
As a few more minutes passed with no action, Harry sighed and reached for the Time Turner. It was time for him to leave and return to his own time. As he reached for the dial two gasps sounded from either side of him and two hands, one small and petite and one larger hand with slightly rough skinned, grasped the wrist closer to him. Looking between the two, the two people recently lying in silence now lay there with their eyes wide open as they looked at him pleadingly and at the same time, begged him, “Help Us.”
Smiling, Harry said, “I will. I promise.”
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