A/N:-
Hey guys! I'm back!
Before we move on to the next chapter, I would like to thank DarkMage999, who took the time to leave a review. Thank you so much, for your inspiring words.
Your reviews encourage me to keep writing and try to improve my writing skills
Trivial Fact:- 5 years old Rain, looks a lot like young hinata (from 'naruto the last movie'), without the shy personality.
All the original characters belong to J. K. Rowling.
So, without further delay, here comes the third chapter...
Hope you like it
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Chapter 3:- Gone! Vanished!
Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were perfectly normal. They had an aversion to anything which was out of the oridinary.
Mr. Vernon Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, and a very large mustache. He married a woman named Petunia Evans.
Mrs. Petunia Dursley nee Evans, was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck. She was a vile woman, who loved spying on the neighbors.
They had a son called Dudley, he was a spoilt, rotten boy. He was a bully and enjoyed tormenting other kids. But according to his parents, there was no finer boy anywhere.
The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, no one knew that there was another boy who lived in the Dursley Household.
This, other boy, was their nephew. His name was Harry Potter. He was the son of James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evans, who was Petunia Dursley's younger sister. The Potters died in a mysterious manner, leaving the Dursleys to take care of their orphaned son.
The Dursleys didn't want anyone to ever find out that they were related to the Potters, so they kept the boy hidden away, when anyone came over to visit.
Their greatest fear was that somebody would discover their well hidden secret.
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Harry Potter, the son of James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evans, was an unusual boy. Weird things happened around him, which was why the Dursleys regularly reminded him, that he was a freak; that he was not normal.
But now, at the age of 10, Harry Potter was just as normal as the other kids of his age, atleast he'd like to think so.
Like any other 'normal' kid, he was sitting out in the garden. And like any other 'normal' kid, he too had a best friend.
And currently, he was trying to make a bracelet for said best friend's birthday, which was coming up soon.
He knew that even if his Uncle and Aunt never bought anything for his birthday, they would be more than willing to buy a gift for her birthday. Her family's wealth had nothing to do with it, please note the sarcasm.
But the reason why he didn't want to buy her a gift was that, he knew that she would not appreciate it. Well, she might, knowing that it was Harry who gave the gift. But he knew for a fact that she didn't prefer gifts which were store bought.
So, here he was, sitting in the garden like a normal person, and trying to make a bracelet with beads and things like that.
He smiled at that thought. Ever since he had met his best friend, Rain, he almost felt like a normal person, well, as normal as he could be.
He was having a horrible day, when he met her. That day Dudley and his friends wanted to play 'Harry Hunting', they ran after him. He was so terrified of getting caught and beaten up, that he hid inside a tree hole.
He had heard some noise, coming from outside the tree, but he didn't dare look. Only when she called out to him, did he realize that it wasn't Dudley, and stepped out of the tree hole.
She had seen him in his 'baggy shirt and all skin and bones' glory. Even after seeing him in that state, she instantly tried to be his friend.
She had befriended him and introduced him to her parents. She made him accompany her, when she went shopping with her family. They even bought clothes for him as well.
She even improved his living conditions.
He still remembered the day, when they were supposed to meet up near 'their' park. He couldn't go to the park, as he had accidentally broken a vase, while cleaning, and Dudley had immediately tattled about it to his parents.
That day, he was locked in the cupboard and was told, that he would get no food for a week. He was fine with it. He had grown used to it, afterall.
But then, a miracle happened. Rain O'Brian, along with her parents, had come to 4 Privet Drive. Her parents had been furious with the Dursleys, for treating him in this heartless manner. They had threatened to call Child Services. Meanwhile, Rain had managed to get Harry out of the cupboard.
Finally, after an hour, the O'Brians had finished threatening and berating the Dursleys, and had warned them to treat and take care of Harry properly or else.
After the O'Brians left, the Dursleys had immediately given him Dudley's old room and he also got to have a proper meal. The Dursleys had never looked so scared, atleast Harry had never seen them so scared.
Reminiscing that day, Harry started snickering. It was one of the best days of his life, till then.
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After that day, his life had gotten a lot easier. The Dursleys avoided interacting with him, if they could help it. He started gaining a couple of kilos of weight. Now, by looking at him, you could almost say that he was close to healthy. Not too fat, not to thin.
His sunken and hollow cheeks had finally filled out. He almost looked like a normal, healthy 10 year old--well, a healthy 10 year old, with a scar shaped as a lightening bolt.
He still remembers asking his Aunt Petunia, about the story behind his scar. Her stance had stiffened the moment, she heard the question. And her answer was something along the lines of 'you probably got that during the car accident, thanks to your freak mother and drunkyard father!' So, he stopped asking.
But these events were all in the past. Today, he wouldn't think about any of those things. Today, he wanted to be happy.
And he was happy. He was happy and extremely pleased with himself because finally, finally after two whole weeks of working hard on Rain's birthday present, it was finally ready.
The bracelet was beautifully made. It was a charming purple glass beaded bracelet. It was a combination of purple glass beads and gold bead spacers. The gold bead spacers and purple glass beads created a beautiful flower pattern.
He was extremely proud of his work and couldn't wait to give it to Rain and see her reaction.
He kept the bracelet in a tiny box. He put on his coat (a gift from Rain) and scarf and put the tiny box in his coat pocket, and dashed out of 4 Privet Drive to meet up with Rain.
When he reached, what they had dubbed as 'their tree', he saw that Rain was already there, waiting for him, patiently. She was sitting on the ground, with her feet stretched infront of her. She had her eyes closed and her head leaned against the tree.
She had grown out her hair. Compared to when she was five, now her raven hair reached till her shoulders. And she fully intended to grow it out till it reached her lower back. Atleast, that's what she told him.
He was about to inform her about his presence, when suddenly he got the 'brilliant' idea of scaring her. He had a cheshire grin on his face as he advanced on her.
He tiptoed behind her and went down on his knees. He then leaned forward, towards her and shouted "BOO!!"
"Ahhhh--", Rain's violet eyes snapped open and she shrieked. But her shriek was drowned out, by the sounds of the bulbs of the lamp posts shattering.
Both of them stopped doing what they were doing. Harry, who was rolling on the ground laughing, stopped laughing. And Rain, who was shrieking and cursing him, stopped doing what she was doing. Both of them looked towards the street lamps and then looked at each other.
" ..so? It still hasn't stopped happening?"
".. no.. ", she admitted sadly. "Infact, it's been happening more often. My room is a complete mess. Everything either floats or shatters. At one point, I even assumed that I was possessed."
"I know. I remember", chuckled Harry.
"Harry!", she hissed. " This is serious!! My parents are freaking out!! They are worried that something is wrong with me, but they can't ask for anyone's help because they don't want anyone to find out, that there is something wrong with me! I've stopped going to school, for fear of what I might unintentionally do to the other kids!"
"People already thought I was unusual, now they are straight up terrified of me! They won't even come near me. Even my parents are scared of what i can do... They love me, I can see that in their eyes, they do but they are still scared of approaching me... I can't even blame them for being scared. I terrify myself!!", she sobbed.
Harry reached forward and took her hands in his, " See? You don't scare me! I'm right here aren't I?"
Teary eyed, Rain nodded.
"Okay! Now stop thinking about these things. Tomorrow is your birthday and since we can't meet up tomorrow, as you are going to your father's office function, so I brought your birthday gift, today."
"Oh, Harry!! You didn't have to d-.."
"Oh, but I did!", he interrupted her. "I know I didn't have to but I wanted to give you something. Now, close your eyes, and open them only when I tell you to. Can you do that?"
Rain nodded, again and closed her eyes.
"Okay. Now, open your eyes"
Rain opened her eyes and infront of her was a tiny box. Harry urged her to open it. She took the tiny box in her hands and lifted the lid. She gasped and took out the pretty bracelet from the box.
"Happy Eleventh Birthday, Rain!!", he grinned.
"It's-It's beautiful, Harry. Did you make it?"
He flushed and nodded.
Rain flung herself at Harry and hugged him tightly, "Thank you so much, Harry. It means a lot to me. I'll always keep this with me."
"No problem.", he grinned. "It's getting late, let me drop you off to your house, it's not safe." he finished seriously.
Rain just looked at him with a 'are you serious' look. "You do realize that I'm older than you, right? If anyone should drop someone off, shouldn't it be me, dropping you off?"
"You, are just a few months older!", he scowled. "And I am more mature than you anyway!"
Rain just stuck out her tongue at him as a reply.
"And with that, I rest my case", he stated.
"Come on, Mr. Grown-up, let's go back, it's almost eight."
"Yea, yea, coming.."
"So, see you day after tomorrow?", he asked.
"Yea, sure.", she agreed
..how wrong were they both..
That night, they both fell asleep, not knowing the changes that were about to happen.
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The next morning, Harry woke up, as he usually did. Completed all his chores as he usually did.
But it wasn't a normal day for him, as, he kept getting this feeling that something was about to happen. And he also felt that he would not like, whatever change was going to happen.
At around noon, he, along with the Dursleys, excluding Dudley, were sitting infront of the television, watching some random show that his Uncle put on. That's when something happened.
His head suddenly hurt. No not his scar. Just his head, for maybe 1-2 seconds. He also noticed that the rest of the Dursleys were also clutching their heads.
Harry, suddenly realized something. He felt as if he was forgetting something. Something important. But he couldn't remember what he forgot.
He was still in the process of trying to remember when he was yelled at.
"What do you think, you are doing, boy??", his Uncle Vernon snapped at him. "Who told you, that you can watch the television with us??"
"I-I, uh, umm...", he tried think of a retort. He knew, he had a reason to be sitting with them, but he couldn't think of any reason.
"Stop mumbling, boy!! And get out of here!! Or you will be locked in the cupboard without dinner tonight!!", Mr. Dursley threatened.
Harry felt so confused. He knew the cupboard was his room, but why then did he feel that the smallest bedroom upstairs was his.
For some reason, his feet carried him to the smallest bedroom upstairs. He opened the door and saw that his things were in the room.
If he was confused before, now he was beyond bewildered. He specifically remembered that his things were stored in the cupboard under the stairs, so, how did his things get up here.
"Mum! Dad! Look, look! Harry is trying to take over my old bedroom!", Dudley, who followed Harry, shouted from upstairs. Harry knew, he was going to be locked in the cupboard, even before the Dursleys announced his punishment.
He knew nothing was going to change.
And that, he would always be 'the boy who lived under the stairs'.
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Life went on as usual...
Dudley's birthday. Them going to the zoo. Harry talking to a snake. Harry accidentally setting said snake on his cousin. Uncle Vernon punishing him. Magical letters arriving through the chimneys.
... till the day Harry turned eleven.
He had no idea that there was an entire person missing from his memory. He had no idea that, that he had been missing major parts of his life, till age ten.
to be continued*
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A/N:-
I hope you liked it so far.
You are more than welcome to give me some suggestions on the story or how you think the story line should proceed. Or which pair you ship ?
I myself am a huge dramione shipper. Actually, i ship hermione with a lot of people. ;)
Anyway, please do let me know. And please do review. It's inspiring.
Anyway, till the next time.
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