1A New Life
By: Mandella Leigh
Disclaimer: Not mine, all characters that you recognize belong to either J.K Rowling or Anne Rice.
Harry sighed as he lugged his trunk out of the boot of his uncles van. His uncle Vernon was already in the house. They had just got home from the train station after his fifth year at Hogwarts. Looking around at the neighborhood he noticed a moving van parked outside of the house next door.
"Ow, bloody fucking hell!" A female voice exclaimed from the inside of the van. "What the hell did they put in this box? Lead books?"
"Watch your language please." Harry turned and saw a woman, who looked to be about 25, walking out of the house. "I still don't understand why you chose this place out of all the choices that you had for the summer. I mean, we could be spending the next three months on the French Riviera, or in London, or New York, not in this little town. Honestly, what's here that you couldn't find anywhere else?"
"Because this is were I wanted to stay for the summer. This way I can get used to living as a relatively normal person before I go to, what was it, Hogblisters?" The first female voice said as she walked around the side of the van with a large box.
"Hogwarts." The older woman supplied.
"Yeah, that place. I really don't want everyone there to know who I am right away. The press would have a field day if they knew where I am. Just like they did after I got expelled from Salem's Hell." The younger of the two continued, and after she put the box down Harry saw her for the first time. She looked different from the people that he was used to, she had black hair with bright blue streaks in it, and many piercings in her ears, but the strangest thing about her was the fact that her eyes were the oddest color of blue that Harry had ever seen. That and the fact that she was dressed all in black muggle clothing, when she obviously was a witch. The two women continued their conversation until the younger of the two suddenly turned to face Harry.
"Hello." She said, walking over and putting her hand out. "I'm Freya. Anne and I are moving in next door for the summer."
"I'm Harry Potter. It's nice to meet you." Harry replied, shocked at Freya's abrupt manner. "I heard you say that you were going to Hogwarts next year. Are you a transfer student?" He asked.
"Yep, from Salem's Witches Academy in Salem Massachusetts. Do you go to Hogwarts?" Freya questioned him.
"Yes, I'll be going into my sixth year next term. What year are you in?" Harry asked as they walked over to where Anne was still standing. Before Freya could answer his uncle stormed out of the house.
"Boy! What's taking you so long? Who are you?" He demanded of Freya, sneering at her.
"I'm someone that you do not want to take such a tone with." She replied stepping up to him, reminding Harry of professor Snape.
"Freya." Anne said sharply. "I'm sorry, she has a bit of an attitude, but that's to be expected when one gets everything that they want from their father and uncle."
"I resent that, I don't get everything that I want." Freya said crossing her arms in front of her chest.
"Yes you do." Anne said putting her hands on her hips. "You wanted a house here, you got it. We could have gone to the chateaux in France, or the apartment in New York, or the beach house in L.A. but no, you wanted to 'see how normal people live'" Anne said in a mocking tone. Just then another moving van pulled up.
"Oh, the rest of our stuff is here." Freya said jumping up and down. "I swear if there is even one little scratch on my Lois Viton luggage there will be hell to pay." She said while walking over to the van.
"I'm sorry about that." Anne said to Vernon. "I'm Anne McCall, that is Freya McKiernan. She can be a bit much but she's a good kid." She paused for a moment before prompting. "And you are...?"
"Dursley, Vernon Dursley." He replied, finally beginning to notice that everything that came out of the moving vans was obviously very expensive. "I'll go and get my wife and son, so you can meet them as well." He quickly waddled back into the house to get them. As soon as he was gone Freya came back over.
"Is the big oaf gone for good?" She asked wrinkling her nose. "'Cause I really don't like him."
"Unfortunately he's coming back out, with Dudley and aunt Petunia." Harry said rolling his eyes.
"Damn." Freya muttered. They stood for a few moments in an awkward silence. "So, Harry, want to tell me about Hogwarts?" She finally asked.
"Umm sure. Well, it's a great school; most of the teachers are really nice. There are four houses, Gryffindor, that's my house, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin." Harry said.
"Oh, cool." Freya, "So, what's there to do around here?" She asked. Harry just shrugged and before he could open his mouth to answer Vernon came out of the house again, this time with a large whale of a boy and a woman with an oddly shaped face.
"Miss. McKiernan, Ms. McCall, this is my wife Petunia and my son Dudley." Vernon said and as he was opening his mouth to say more Freya interrupted him.
"That's really fascinating really, but Anne and I are rather tired, we had a long day. If you don't mind we're going to go inside now and rest." Freya said yawning, she then turned to Harry. "I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked gliding her hand up his arm and smiling at him.
"Umm sure." Harry said looking rather stunned. Freya smiled and quickly stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
"See you later handsome." She said in his ear before walking into the house.
"Right...well..umm..that was odd. Anyways, would you four like to join us for dinner tomorrow?" Anne said looking at the front door of the house.
"Yes we would." Vernon said quickly looking eager to become friends with the 'rich' people.
"Great see you then." Anne said turning and walking up into the house.
Almost as soon as the front door closed a red sports car screeched to a halt in front of the house.
"Rey! You in there?" A pale blond man screamed as he jumped out of the driver's side door. The front door of the house was yanked open and Freya ran out of the house.
"Lestat! Oh my gosh, I can't believe that you found us so soon!" She near shouts jumping into his arms kissing him.
"Not like I had a choice, the full moon is in two days remember?" He said winking, before kissing her back. The Dursley's just stood in shock and stared at the two people. "How about we go to the opera in London tonight, then catch something to eat." He finished with an evil grin.
"Sounds good to me." Freya said, laughing, then turning to walk down the walkway to the front door. "What are we going to go see?" She asked turning back to look at Lestat, who was currently staring at the Dursley's with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley this is my friend Lestat. Lestat this is Harry Potter, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley and their son Derek."
"Hello." Lestat said only sticking his hand out for Harry to shake.
"Lestat is one of my oldest friends." Freya said while smiling at Lestat as though that was a private joke.
"I'd really love to stay and chat but if we're going to make the opera in time we really must be going. Ta-ta." Lestat said leering at Harry and steering Freya towards the house. "I really think that you should wear the light blue gown it shows off your eye color." Was the last thing that the Dursley's and Harry heard him say before he shut the door. The Dursley's then walked inside all the time talking about their new 'charming' neighbors, while Dudley insisted that Freya was flirting with him. Harry shuddered at the thought as he pulled his trunk out of the boot of the van and carried it inside.
A short while later found Harry sitting outside in the front yard underneath a tree. Harry was just about to go for a walk when Freya's front door opened. Lestat walked out dressed in an expensive looking suit and followed by Freya who was dressed in a low cut blue dress with a dark blue cloak wrapped around her shoulders. They were talking quietly to each other as they walked to the car. In a few moments the car was out of site down the road.
Very early the next morning Harry was sitting outside under the same tree as last night when Lestat and Freya pulled up. Both Freya and Lestat were dressed casually, compared to what they had on when they left last night.
"Hey Harry." Freya called waving him over. "Do you want to join us for breakfast?" She asked when she had crossed the street.
"Err… okay." Harry replied following the two into the house.
"There you two are! Hello Harry." Anne said as she walked into the hallway from what Harry assumed was the kitchen. "I suppose that you all want breakfast?" She asked with a smile on her face.
"Yes please." Freya said, grabbing Harry's hand and leading him into the kitchen.
"None for me, thank you though, I'm going to go and get some sleep." Lestat said walking up the stairs. "Is…" He began before Freya interrupted him.
"Yep, it's the second door on the right everything you need is in there. See you tonight." She said. In response Lestat just smiled at her and went up the stairs.
"So, what would you like me to make for breakfast?" Anne asked looking at Harry.
"Whatever you're making is fine with me." He said sitting down at the table and looking around and notices several strange objects, including a large dagger hanging on the wall.
"Just ignore the weapons they're there for personal reasons." Freya said noticing what was holding his attention.
"Would you like pancakes Harry?" Anne asked.
"Uhhh…sure." Harry replied giving Freya a puzzled look.
"So what are the professors like at Hogwarts?" Freya asked Harry sitting down opposite of him.
"For the most part they're nice. There are a few though that you'll have to watch out for. Like professor Trelawney, she's the divination professor, she's a bit mad. Then there's professor Binns, the History of Magic professor, he's a ghost." Harry went on to describe the rest of the professors of Hogwarts while Anne made them all pancakes.
"What do you think of professor Snape?" Freya suddenly interrupted him.
"The greasy git? How do you know him?" Harry asked making a disgusted face.
"He's my uncle." Freya said smirking at him.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean it, really." Harry said stuttering slightly.
"Don't worry about it." Freya said, waving her hand. "That is most people's perception of my uncle Sev before they see him out of teacher mode. Once you get to know him, he really is nice, well decent anyway. And as for the greasy git part, it's an occupational hazard of working with potions, if you can drag him away for a day, you'll see that his hair is normal." She finished with a smile and a small giggle. "In fact I believe that he will be stopping by for dinner this evening as well."
"Oh, should I fear for my life now?" Harry asked, smiling to show that he was joking.
"Well that depends on whether or not how often you've pissed him off" Freya said smiling at him.
"I'm dead." Harry said, semi serious.
"Don't worry I won't let him hurt you." Freya said patting his hand. "Your relatives on the other hand..." She trailed off grinning.
"I should warn you about my relatives, they hate magic and anything to do with it." Harry said looking down at his hands. "I'll understand if you don't want to hang out with me now."
"You're not the brightest crayon in the box are you?" Freya said shaking her head at Harry's comment. "Why would I give a damn if you're idiotic and disgusting family hates magic? I like you for who you are, not who your family is."
"You like me?" Harry asked incredulously looking up at Freya.
"I'll be in the living room if you two need me." Anne said, walking out of the door and down the hallway, completely unnoticed by the two teens.
"Uhhh, dur. Do you honestly think that I would flirt with you if I didn't like you at least a little. I mean, you're hot, you have an amazing body, not to mention the fact that I can tell that you're a good person just by looking at you. Your aura is so clear, it's a wonderful color. You're nice, and you care about others. You are a wonderful person Harry." Freya ended blushing a little as Harry continued to stare at her in disbelief. "I'll just be going now." She said standing up and turning to walk out the door into the hallway.
"Wait." Harry said grabbing her hand and pulling her to him. "Do you mean it?" He asked looking in her eyes for the answer.
"Yes." Freya said looking back into his eyes and smiling before pulling his head down for a kiss.