AN: La, la, la. Quick project because I can.

According to several legends and folklore, it's believed that soul mate are linked together by a red string. Each incarnation of them have a similar name to ease confusion.

This is for the Reincarnation Challenge on HPFFC. This will have four or five chapters in all.

Disclaimer: Last time I checked I am an American, sarcastic, and fun-sized. Nice try, but I know that I'm not JK Rowling.

Title: The Red String

Word Count: 1K

Summary: They're tied together no matter what lifetime they're in. A series of vignettes

Medieval Era: Once Upon a Time

Henry held his bloodied sword up in the air, his arms and legs were shaking with exhaustion and fear. The discarded form of the monster was slowly sinking into the river, the green scales flashing weakly in the dying sunlight. The water soon turned cloudy with red and bits of bone. Henry felt his blood chill when he saw a yellow, scabbed eye blankly staring at him. He set his quivering arms down, dropping the ruby-decorated sword. The blood matched the shade of the jewels, and he vaguely wondered how he was going to explain to the Goblin blacksmith that he stole the sword and a reason for the blood on it. The 'I had to go save a girl', may not work well.

The aforementioned girl was moaning softy. She was sprawled over the bank of the river. The object that enchanted her, a book, was sizzling with venom from the giant snake when it tried to bite down on the black-haired wizard. It was a spectacular fight, and Henry was glad tha he stole the sword when Malfoy stepped on his wand earlier that day. It came in handy when stabbing the monster several times.

Henry was told parts of the story by the villagers. Young Juniper spurned a Malfoy when he wanted her hand, and in anger he swore revenge. When traders came later she had come across a blank book, and soon came the mysterious petrifying. Henry himself was passing through the village and thought he could help. With the aide of Juniper's brother and his intelligent wife, they were able to figure out who was causing it and what controlled the monster.

It was a grand adventure, and all of them couldn't wait for it to be over.

Thus this was all leading to Henry slaying a very large and scary snake. It turned people into stone when they saw its eyes reflected. It was very poisonous. And Henry was very sure that he was now afraid of snakes.

Juniper moaned again and she was slowly stirring. Henry stumbled over to her and roused her awake. "Uh, hello? You—"

Her eyes snapped open and she slapped him.

Ouch.

Henry fell back into the mud and rubbed his cheek. "Oi!"

Juniper struggled to her knees, her vibrant hair fell over her face in wet tangles. "You are not Malfoy." She sounded pleased and weary. She looked around at where she was and made a gasp at seeing the snake submerged in the water. She scrambled away andgroped the ground for her wand that was broken earlier.

"Would you preferred if Malfoy saved your life?" Henry remarked dryly. He stood up and brushed the mud off his tunic. He offered the redhead his hand to help her up. She took his hand and leaning heavily against his side. Now seeing her up close, Henry was alarmed by the deep shadows under her eyes, and the thin sharpness of her face. It looked as though she hasn't eaten nor slept well in a while.

"No," she said softly, blinking rapidly. "I wish him dead."

"You will have plenty of time to have vengeance," Henry said. He picked up the fallen sword and started to use it as a cane. Surprised, he noticed that the blood soaking it was gone. Upon a further inspection, he saw words carved into the blade. It was half-finished, and the glaring sun made it hard to read. Curiouser and curiouser. "How do you feel now, m'lady?"

"I would feel better if I can curse that Malfoy." Her pink lips twitched into a thin line. "I should make his boogies attack him. Would you like to help?"

"Have you thought about resting?"

"That man sought to kill me and others. I will rest later." She turned around to see the book. The acid was spreading, decaying the parchment and the leather that made it. Her eyes went darker. "May I have your sword?"

Henry handed it to her without question.

Juniper hobbled to the book and stabbed it with the sword. She did it twice and then thrice. Satisfied she walked back to Henry and gave him back the sword. "Now I feel better."

They stood in a fragile silence with Juniper clenching her hands at her sides so that she wouldn't cry, and Henry not knowing what to do next. He held her hand and they tried to find their way out of the forest. On their way back to the village, Henry told her how he, her brother and his wife came to fighting everything out. Out-of-contex, it sounded like a brilliant story. It was filled with magic, a broken enchantment, thievery, and saving the pretty girl from a monster. "No one blames you," Henry added later on. "Malfoy will be getting what he deserved."

"What will happen to me, then?" Juniper asked. Her face had gotten pale, making the freckles stand out sharply. "I do not want my family to get in trouble for what I have done."

"You were used," Henry squeezed her hand. "And they are almost done with the antidote."

"So they are now safe." The words had a visible affect in her and it seemed as though a heavy burden was lifted off her shoulders. "What do we do now?"

"I suppose that we find our way out of this forest. It seems that we are lost."