Introduction - Sixth Year
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I want to because then I wouldn't be able to sit on my butt and write this.
Sixth year. I couldn't go back. But I didn't want to stay behind while my friends did classes and hung out. It wasn't fair. Life wasn't fair when you're a muggle born. Or as they put it now. Mudblood. I'm Justin Finch-Fletchley. Hufflepuff, Mudblood, Wizard. Forced to go on the run because of my blood line. Get caught and I might just get to see death. Peachy. My friends understand that I can't go back to school, but I don't think they understand enough to not be mad.
I should be at Eton sitting in English and Science, but instead I risked it. Cloaked, I decided to go to Kings Cross to say goodbye to my friends, Ernie and Hannah. I could only go as far as the border entrance to the platform, any further would be even more risky.
As I entered I got stares from the Muggles. I know I looked dodgy. I looked around at the others and right away I could tell who were in my class. Biting my lip I moved on with my head low. I spotted Ernie right away. He was always the tallest kid I've ever known. I quickly walked over and tapped his shoulder. He jumped and whipped around to face me.
"Justin?" He spoke in a low voice for my blood status reason. I nodded, "Are the seriously stupid enough to come here now?" He smirked at me shaking his head.
"I wanted to say bye before you guys left. I mean a lot of kids aren't coming back for the last two years," I looked over to the entrance to Kings Cross hoping to see Hannah, but frowned looking away disappointed.
"Yeah I know. My parents were talking about it last night," Ernie's parents have been You-Know-Who's followers ever since the beginning of the first Wizarding War from what he can remember. Its how they got together. They hated Muggleborns, but Ernie was never like them. He was friends with me instantly and payed for it when he went home for Christmas.
"Hey Macmillan!" Someone called out, "Who's that you talking to? You-Know-Who?" The boy, Anthony Goldstein, started laughing along with Michael Corner while the smaller boy, Terry Boot, hit Anthony's shoulder glaring at his friends.
"Like you would be able to tell if it really was You-Know-Who, Anthony," I looked at where the voice came from and saw Hannah Abbott glaring intensely at the boys with her trolley in front of her. I smiled at her arrival and how she came at the exact right moment.
"Oh yeah Abbott?," I saw Terry roll his eyes at Anthony's cockiness.
"Yeah," Hannah also rolled her eyes sighing as she pushed her trolley over towards us, "What idiots they are..."
Ernie let out a chuckle as I grinned lightly at her. She was really quite short, but I think her personality and looks make up for it. Even at sixteen shes wearing pigtails. Not that she didn't look gorgeous in them its just a little childish for sixteen. And of course Ernie had to comment about them, "You're seriously still wearing pigtails?"
Hannah surprisingly laughed lightly, "I happen to like them Mr. Macmillan."
"Sorry. I'm just saying you're getting a bit old for wearing them."
Hannah frowned at him, "One more word about my pigtails and I'll push you off the train while its moving."
I managed to suppress my laughter for the sake of me being conscious after the two leave. Ernie just threw his hands in the air and said, "Backing off."
"Thank you," Then she turned to me, "You gonna be okay Justin?" She spoke quietly talking to me. It made me feel different. I just nodded.
"Aren't you going over to Eton like you were supposed to?" Ernie said.
"Not allowed. It's in plain sight and Deatheaters are practically everywhere," I let out a faint smile as Hannah closed eyes and hugged me tightly.
"Don't get caught please..." Hannah spoke quietly with her voice trembling slightly. It was like when she was warning me about the monster in second year and how it was serious.
"Hannah's right," Ernie piped up, "We don't want to hear that you've been caught from the Daily Prophet," I heard him mumble something about how he doubts they'd say anything.
"I'll be careful. I promise," Ernie smirked as Hannah let go off me.
"Like I believe that," Ernie laughed, "I told you to be careful four years ago and you weren't careful at all," We laughed for a moment. It was like old times.
Ernie was the first to stop as he glanced at the clock, "We have to get on the train before it leaves," He frowned, grabbed Hannah's arm as they pushed their trolleys threw the portal to the platform.
I frowned tugging the hood of my cloak down to cover my face and began to walk towards the exit. It upset me not being able to go on the train with them. I guess I have to deal with it. I walked silently down the sidewalk towards the Leaky Cauldron. When I opened the door it was empty except for Tom snoring behind the counter. I shook my head and continued to the back door.
I promised I wouldn't get caught so why was I being stupid and going near Knockturn Alley? I stood in front of the brick wall thinking whether I should go in or not. I sighed and slowly walked back into the Leaky Cauldron.
In the corner I saw two black figures. I bit my lip as I lowered my head and began to walk towards the door. I don't remember how but I ended up sprinting out of the Leaky Cauldron full speed. That kind of gave it away. I turned down an empty alley way and hid behind a garbage can. Can't wait for the real chase to begin.
First story so please don't judge. I thought this would be a good intro for this story so enjoy? No? Whale then. Bless you if you sneezed while reading this story :P And any suggestions for the his seventh year on the run you can pm me or comment and I might use it?
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