Between years 4 & 5
Harry Potter and the Daywalker
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Blade nor do I own the characters. No money is being earned, so please don't sue me. I am just showing my appreciation of them and how they could possible be better. Love ya all!
Note: This is my first fic. This is also my beta (Bambi) first fic. Please don't flame and all constructive criticism is welcomed. We do not need another beta.Thanks to angelkitty77and my newest one bubblegumb1Thank You!
Important: my new beta did a fabuluse job on this and all should be prasing her for her glorius beta powers! She beta'd this! Thank her and angelkitty77!
Harry walked down the deserted street. Last year had been rough but this summer his 'brother' was back, which meant that he'd been working through the summer. "Shit! I can't believe they're following me again," Harry muttered to himself. "How many times do I have to ditch them?" He walked half a block and made a quick left. Suddenly he turned left again and was able to see the lake that he knew would be there. He quickly went to the dock and silently jogged to the end. He then jumped into the water, without a sound, and went under the dock. As he surfaced he thanked Merlin it was so dark.
He waded there quietly waiting for his follower to leave. He heard the steps come around the second corner and come close to the dock. The person stepped onto the dock and muttered, "Bloody Hell, I lost him". The voice was one that Harry recognized. It was Charlie Weasley, one of Ron's older brothers. Eventually he turned and walked away.
A few minutes later, Harry waded out of the water. He turned right and went about three blocks into an unidentifiable abandoned warehouse. He went up to the doors, looked up, and the doors slid open. He went in and walked through the hall past the tunnel of UV lights. He followed the halls turn right and passed the automatic guns, which turned off when the doors opened for him.
He opened the door at the end of the hall and walked through. Suddenly a voice said,
"Mother Fuckers got your number."
Harry looked at the tall, dark, and handsome man to his right and said, "Yes, but how could they ever get through that," he pointed towards the hall, "hell we call an entrance into our humble abode? They obviously can't get into our permanent residence." He then turned and stalked into a room adjacent to the hallway, slamming the door behind him.
"This is not our permanent residence. I'm only here until the vampires move! Then I'm only coming here for your last year at school! We're leaving right after. That is if you still want to. You could stay there for the rest of your life." the stranger said, first in an angered tone, then in a neutral tone.
Harry burst threw the door, wearing tight black leather pants, with a platinum chain belt with silver stakes clipped onto it. In one hand there was a blood red leather shirt and vest. In the other, a leather trench coat, black on the outside with a blood red interior, and it had so many pockets it didn't even look like there were any pockets at all.
He walked out silently despite his black boots. "Why would I do that? Never mind. What club are we going to tonight Blade?"
"We're going to Club London," Blade said, as they went into the garage to get their bikes.
Charlie walked into the kitchen, "I lost him."
"How do you keep losing him?" Sirius roared.
"You'd know Black, if you were watching him," Severus sneered, as he was the first to have lost Harry.
What the adults didn't know is that some people were listening in. Fred and George listening in with their extendable ears could hear all that was being said. They quickly got rid of the ears after Dumbledore said that they had to be more careful. They grinned evilly at each other and said, "Bravo Harry," then apparated into their room.