Look, I'm alive! I've been really, really behind on fanfiction lately. Life's gotten in the way, so this has taken a backseat to it. Now, when I posted the original, I know that I had two, or even four, a day out, but it was summer. And now it's not. Also, I'm really, really, really trying to update semi-regularly. So to those of you actually reading, thank you and enjoy the ride.

Chapter 1
In a Little Village

About a year or so later, our story brings us to a little village in the middle of nowhere.

Now, I believe most of you remember something about another person required to break the spell. Well here he is now.

Harry was bored.

There wasn't any other word to describe it.

He sighed and decided to go for a walk.

He walked around aimlessly, not really noticing anything where he was going, or where anything was until he saw a little store he'd never seen before.

'Might as well go in. I have nothing better to do.'

He stepped inside and saw a woman draped in bright scarves and jingling bracelets, her eyes magnified by her glasses.

"Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?"

She spoke softly, her voice wispy and dreamlike. "You are in my magic shop. I am Sybil Trelawney and this is 'Divine Destiny'. Welcome young Potter."

Now Harry was freaked out.

This woman was creepy and the stuff she had hanging around was even creepier.

"Hi. Is this a new shop? I've never seen you before."

"Ah-ha!" she screamed out of nowhere, scaring our poor Golden Boy half to death, "So your godfather hasn't told you of me. I am a seer. I know all and I see all."

"What?"

"Oh alas! Your godfather has led you astray! Do not worry my boy! I will show you the wonders of magic!"

"Sure."

'This woman's mental.'

She is mental. Stop being a smartass and let me narrate.

For the next few months or so he visited the escaped mental ward patient- How come you can make fun of her but I can't? -and she helped him to grow an interest in all things magical. Fine, go ahead and ignore me. Now please enjoy the song-and-dance act. Popcorn anyone?

The sun rose over the little village and Harry stepped out of the house, book and basket in hand. And the first song commences…this'll be fun.

Harry: Little town
It's a quiet village
Every day
Like the one before
Little town
Full of little people
Waking up to say…

Arthur: Hello!

Colin: Hello!

Blaise: Hello!

Katie: (flirtatiously) Hello!

Oliver: (hurriedly) Goodbye!

Harry: There goes the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Every morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town

Dobby: Morning Harry!

Harry: Morning Dobby.

Dobby: Where're you off to today?

Harry: Sybil's shop. I just finished the most wonderful book about a beanstalk and an ogre and-

Dobby: That's nice. Winky, the baguettes! Hurry up!

Arthur: Look there he goes that boy is strange no question,
Dazed and distracted can't you tell?
Never part of any crowd
'Cause his head's up on some cloud
No denying he's a funny one Harry

Alicia: Hello.

Angelina: Good day.

Alicia: How is your family?

Lavender: Hello.

Seamus: Good day.

Lavender: How's your boyfriend?

Fred/George: We need testers!

Percy: No one's that stupid.

Harry: There must be more than this provincial life.

Trelawney: Harry!

Harry: Morning Sybil. I came to return the book I borrowed.

Trelawney: Finished already?

Harry: I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything new?

Trelawney: Not since yesterday.

Harry: That's alright. I'll borrow…this one!

Trelawney: That one? But you've read it twice.

Harry: Well it's my favorite. Far off places, mystical creatures, magic spells, spirits in disguise.

Trelawney: If you like it that much, it's all yours.

Harry: But Sybil!

Trelawney: I insist.

Harry: Well thank you. Thank you very much.

Dennis: Look there he goes that guy is so peculiar
I wonder if he's feeling well

Colin: With a dreamy far-off look
And his nose stuck in a magic book

Both: What a puzzle to the rest of us is Harry!

Harry: Oh, isn't this amazing?
It's my favorite part because you'll see
Here's where she meets Prince Charming
But she won't discover that it's him 'til chapter three

Pansy: Now there's no question that he's such a cutie
His looks have got no parallel

Blaise: But behind that fair façade
I'm afraid he's rather odd

Both: He's nothing like the rest of us
Yes, different from the rest of us
Harry

Peter: Wow! You didn't miss a shot Tom! You're the greatest hunter in the whole world!

Tom: I know.

Peter: No beast alive stands a chance against you Tom. And no person either.

Tom: It's true, Peter. And I've got my sights set on that one.

Peter: Him! Black's godson?

Tom: He's the one - the lucky guy I'm going to date.

Peter: But he's -

Tom: The most beautiful man in town. Excluding me.

Peter: Of course, but -

Tom: That makes him the best. And don't I deserve the best?

Peter: Well, yeah! I mean you do, but -

Tom: Right from the moment when I met him saw him
I said he's gorgeous and I fell
Here in town there's only he
Who is beautiful as me
So I'm making plans to woo and date Harry

Andromeda: Look there he goes
Isn't he dreamy?

Bellatrix: Tom M. Riddle
Oh he's so cute

Narcissa: Be still my heart
I'm hardly breathing

All three: He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute

Alicia: Hello!

Tom: Pardon

Angelina: Good day

Percy: Crazy fools.

Madame Pomfrey: You call this food?

Sally-Anne: What lovely drapes!

Crabbe: Some cheese

Sally-Anne: Ten yards

Crabbe: one pound

Tom: 'scuse me!

Goyle: I'll get the knife

Tom: Please let me through!

Fred: Hey George!

Percy: What now?

Fred: I have some victims

Percy: More disaster!

Dobby: Winky's mistaken
.
Harry: There must be more than this provincial life!

Tom: Just watch, I'm going to get Harry for the rest of my life!

All but Tom and Harry: Look there he goes that boy
is strange but special
A most peculiar guy you can tell
It's a pity and a sin
He doesn't quite fit in
(A hottie but a funny guy)
He really is a funny guy
Harry!

Arthur: Hello!

Colin: Hello!

Blaise: Hello!

Katie: (flirtatiously) Hello.

Oliver: (hurriedly) Good-bye

And then the song finished and everyone went about their business. Meanwhile, Tom was sneaking up on the unsuspecting Harry. Poor kid.

In one move, Tom snatched the book away and made Harry face him, a cheesy grin on his face all the while. "Hey there handsome."

"Tom. Can you please give me some space?"

"Why? I don't mind."

Harry's eyes narrowed and replied, "But I do. Can you give me my book back?"

"This old thing?" he asked, keeping the book out of his reach. "How can you read this?" he said, while flipping through the pages, "There aren't any pictures." Then he promptly dropped it in the mud.

"Some people use their imaginations," he said from the ground wiping the book clean. He stood back up, only to stare Tom in the face.

"But you could use your time doing better things. Like dating me."

"Thanks but no thanks."

"But Harry-"

They were interrupted by an explosion from a cottage at the edge of town.

"Oh no. Sirius."

Out of nowhere Peter appeared, "Someday crazy old Black's going to get himself killed with those stupid machines. Hahahahaha!"

Soon Tom joined in and they both almost fell over from laughing, Harry glaring at the both of them.

"He is not crazy! Don't talk about my godfather that way!"

"Yeah, don't talk about his godfather that way!"

"Hahaha- OW!" Peter abruptly stopped laughing when Tom whacked him on the head.

Harry was about to tell them to buzz off when another explosion sounded and the other two started laughing again. Before leaving, he took one last shot at Tom,

"I'd stick around, but I don't want to have to be around an arrogant, self-absorbed, egotistical jerk like you longer than I have too!"

And with that he turned around and ran back to the cottage.

But, before he left he heard Tom call after him.

"Does this mean you won't go out with me?"