Beautifully Broken
Chapter Two
See chapter one for the disclaimer.
"Oh shit!" Harry quickly scrambled out of bed and grabbed his clothes. It was 8:30 and he had half an hour before he had to be at work.
After getting dressed and putting his make-up on Harry ran downstairs and grabbed a piece of toast before running outside. The Knight Bus appeared once again when he called it.
"Morbid Death please." Harry paid Stan and took his usual seat in the back. He looked down at his watch and saw that he only had 7 minutes before he was late.
Just as he was starting to worry the bus pulled up in front of shop. Harry ran inside just as it turned 9:00.
"Hey Harry want to give me a hand over here?" Came Amy's voice from the back room.
"Yep, I'm coming." He called back to her. When he walked in he found his friend carrying a big cardboard box. "What's in there?"
"A new shipment of shirts that just came in. Can you get the other box and bring out to the table?" The box in front of her face muffled Amy's voice and Harry fought the urge to laugh.
"Sure I'll be right out." Harry managed to get out between silent snickers. 'Bloody hell! This thing weighs a ton! Well one thing is for sure I'll be a lot stringer by the end of the summer.' He thought as he lifted the box and carried it out of the room.
'Catch Me As I Fall
Say You're Here And It's All Over Now
Speaking To The Atmosphere
No One's Here And I Fall Into Myself
This Truth Drives Me Into Madness
I Know I Can Stop The Pain If I Will It All Away'
"Hey Amy who sings this song, it's pretty good?" Harry questioned.
"A group called Evanescence it's from their album 'Fallen'. They and Linkin Park are my favorite groups for gothic/alternative music." She replied.
"Can I get their CDs and a Discman?" he called back currently placing items on the shelves where they belong. "Do we sell Discmans here?"
"Yes and yes, I can grab that stuff for you and you get a 25 discount as an employee, remember?"
"Yeah thanks for all your help Amy, you're awesome." She smiled at that.
"Thanks Harry now let's price these shirt and get down to business so we can open up." Harry actually laughed this time at the silly face his friend made as she looked at the boxes full of clothes.
By the end of the day both Harry and Amy were exhausted. After collecting his CDs and CD player Harry walked back to the Leaky Cauldron not wanting to spend any more money on the bus. He decided to walk back everyday and see if there was a muggle bus he could take to get to work.
'Oh bloody hell, am I out of shape. I need to work out more if I'm going to be in shape for the Quidditch season.' Harry groaned as he opened the door to the pub and walked over to an empty table.
"Hey Tom! Can I get some dinner please?" He called out.
"Of course sir, right away sir!" Tom scurried off to get the food.
After a very satisfying supper Harry went around the back of the building and through the wall to Diagon Alley. He needed a new bird and that was what he was going to get; maybe not an owl though… the memory of Hedwig's crushed skull still fresh in his mind.
As Harry walked into Eelops Owl Emporium he saw many pairs of bright jewel-like eyes turn to stare at him. As the ebony haired boy walked through the rows of cages none of the animals caught his eye.
Suddenly there was a loud screech from a covered cage and Harry saw the shopkeeper struggling to get a giant falcon under control. Harry new in that instant that this was going to be his new familiar. He walked over to the poor man to see if he could help him.
As soon as the falcon saw him it flew over and landed on Harry's shoulder before nuzzling his cheek. The man stared panting in astonishment. Harry peered wonderingly into the azure eyes of the amazing bird of prey perched on his shoulder.
"I'll take this one please," Harry smiled, as the falcon seemed to screech his approval. "Does he have a name?" He directed the question at the man behind the counter as he paid.
"No sir. He's yours to name. Would you the falconry kit as well? It includes the glove and head gear, I'll give it to you half price for taking that one off my hands."
"Sure, throw that in the bag to please?" After paying for the gear and collecting the cage with the stuff inside Harry set off for the Leaky Cauldron his new pet still sitting on his shoulder.
"Well now, what am I going to name you? I kind of like Ciro, what do you think?" The falcon cocked and bobbed his head at Harry. "Alright, then Ciro it is!"
(A/N: Ciro means ancient Egyptian wind in Greek)
After getting a plate of meat from Tom, Harry retreated to his room.
Harry began to get into the normal routine of waking up early to get to work and feeding Ciro. Amy and Harry had become very close friends in the three weeks they had been working together. Harry had also become very fit as well from walking back to the inn everyday and the labor that was involved in his job.
Over all Harry was completely different from the small, skinny boy that he used to be at he beginning of the summer. He now had several piercings, a new wardrobe, a more athletic and toned body and after a week Amy had persuaded him to get blood red tips in his newly spiked ebony hair.
After coming back from work Harry had a quick dinner downstairs and then went up to his room to feed Ciro. When he entered he saw a letter addressed to him on the desk. It read:
'Mr. Potter,
We regret to inform you that your two friends Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger have passed away. They were murdered by a group of rouge wizards in muggle London while shopping. We are very sorry for your loss and send all our condolences. Sincerely yours, The Ministry of Magic'
In his state of shock Harry dropped the letter. 'Why!' his mind screamed. 'Why do all the people that mean so much to me have to leave? Every time another one of them are ripped away another piece of me dies.' When he couldn't take it anymore Harry looked through his trunk for the photo of all three of them at Hogwarts last year. 'Oh bloody hell it's at the Dursleys' in my old room!' He began to panic seeing as he couldn't very well go back there but that was the best picture he had of the trio.
'I'll just have to go to get it then. There really is no way around it.' He sighed.
"Ciro stay here and try not to make a mess. I should be back son. I'll tell Tom to come and feed you so be good."
As Harry exited the pub and stepped onto the Knight Bus the sinking feeling in his stomach grew. It became even worse when he stepped out in front of Number 4, Privet Drive.
'Don't be stupid Harry. There is nothing to be worried about, all the lights are out so they're probably all sleeping.' Still he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.
He carefully looked around as he opened the front door with his keys. Harry slowly walked up the stairs to his room. As he opened the door something shattered on his head and it all became dark as he fell into unconsciousness.
