Ch.2 they run away
By the way for this story the girl is a year older than she is suppose to be in the books. Know who she is yet? Shouldn't be hard to guess
"What did you call me?" the green eyed boy asked?
"Your name, it is Harry Potter." The pale blue-eyed girl told him with a curious look upon her face. She wondered why he seemed so confused, not surprised that she knew but confused by what she called him. If she hadn't seen the cured scar she would have doubted herself, especially since Harry Potter was suppose to be the spitting image of James Potter and this little waif of a boy had the messy black hair but other than looked more like lily, but much younger… and thinner.
"How do you know that is my name," the boy quietly asked, " I don't even know what my first name is." The child murmured almost to low for her to hear.
"What," she asked surprised, "wait come, sit let us talk, I have a feeling you need someone to talk to, to tell things, I am a good listener." She knew she needed to get the young miss understood abused hero to trust her so she could persuade him to leave with her. She needed to get him away from the abuse, and maybe with someone to help him he could find the courage to leave.
"No! I mean I can't. If I don't get out to the garden and work soon Sir will come out and that is not a good thing." Harry as he now knew his first name, looked around and out the door with a look of pure terror on his emaciated face.
"How about you get to work and I'll sit behind the shed and talk to you, tell you about my self?" the blond orphan cocked her head to the side and looked at the older orphan.
"Okay…" green eyes gave her a searching look then quickly and swiftly grabbed the tools her would need and got to work on his knees in the small garden.
For the next couple hours the girl told the boy what her life use to be like and what it was now. With each sad tale and tear the boy trusted and sympathized with her more, forming the start of an unbreakable bond of friendship.
When he was finished with the garden and outdoor work Harry put the tools away slowly and asked her what would happen now.
"Well, if you are tired of the horrible way these monsters treat you, come with me, runaway and live in the woods with me!" the blonde looked him straight in the eyes and let her face be an open book so the abused boy would know that she really wanted him with her.
He didn't know what to say for a few precious seconds. Someone actually wanted to spend time with him, not just a few hours but live with him? What if she took him away and left him to fend for himself, or this was a trick set up by Sir, or… or did she really care?
"How can I trust you, how can I know you wont take me away from what I know and leave me somewhere?" Harry had taken a small step back while he said this a look of distrust and cautiousness on his face that looked like it had been there al to often.
"I don't expect you to trust me right away, I know I will have to gain your trust like you will have to gain mine, I just ask that you give me a chance. I do truly want to get you out of here, I am lonely on my own and wouldn't mind some company," the blue eyed girl gave him a look and said, "plus you have magic like me and we can help each other learn," here green-eyes looked horrified that she said the m-word and was about to respond when she cut him off with a look and kept talking, "now are you coming or not? We need to get gong before it gets to dark so we can find somewhere to hide, the worst people come out at night so you have t be ready, but we will watch each others backs, right?"
Harry just looked at her for a couple minutes, gauging her, what she said and the situation ahead before he looked into her eyes and said with determination, "I am going with you, any place must be better than here… plus I want to know more about magic." He whispered the last part but kept the same note of determination in his voice.
"Lets sneak out anything you want to keep, some food to then we can run off!" the little girl looked so happy to have Harry with her that any lingering doubts he had were then replaced with a wonderful feeling of being wanted, something he could not remember ever having before, and he liked it.
Hopefully I can get chapters in on time but my computer has been boycotting the internet lately, cross your fingers that it will get better when i go back to college and a better router but for now... sorry!