Chapter 4: Late Night

Harry tossed and turned in his sleep as sweat appeared on his face.

It was the night before they would do the photoshoot so they all decided to go to bed early, especially with a storm outside.

Normally that wouldn't bother Harry, as he heard them through his cupboard in the past but he usually didn't get any dreams.

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'Lily go, I'll hold him off!' A black haired Man said in his dream as Harry saw a red haired woman carrying a baby.

The woman now known as Lily ran to the baby's bedroom as she placed the baby back into the crib and she began to chant under her breath, using her wand to place something on the baby before the door was blasted open.

'Stand aside.' A cold, heartless voice ordered as a cloaked man approached her.

'Please, not Harry.' Lily pleaded as she began to shield the baby with her body. 'Kill me instead.'

'I already killed your pathetic husband.' The man said raising his wand. 'Now move.'

'No.' Lily looked at him in defiance.

Giving a sigh, the man waved his wand. 'Avada Kadavra.'

A flash of green light erupted, killing the woman as the baby began to cry.

The man approached the baby as he looked at it. 'Such a tiny thing is said to oppose me?' He asked with a laugh. 'Oh how desperate can they get?'

Deciding to just finish it quickly, the man raised his wand and said the same words as the green light surrounded the baby.

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Harry's eyes jerked open as he sat up in his bed with sweat covering his body.

Wincing a bit, Harry touched his forehead to feel something wet and sticky, causing him to move his hand to see blood.

Feeling confused, Harry turned on his light and looked in the mirror to see blood seeping through his hair and he moved it to show his scar opened up.

"That never happened before." Harry muttered as he pressed his hand against it to stop the bleeding.

The Gorillaz didn't know about his scar as he kept it hidden behind his bangs, and he wasn't going to have them ask where he got it.

The Dursleys told him that he got it in the car crash that killed his parents.

He didn't know if that was true or not, but it was the only thing they would tell him.

Lightning flared outside as thunder boomed and Harry knew that he wasn't going to be going to sleep anytime soon as he began to walk out his room, first heading to the bathroom to wipe the blood off of him, being careful with the now sore scar.

Harry winced as his head throbbed and he held onto the side of the wall for support.

"Avada Kadavra." Harry whispered as the twin spirits passed and they scattered as soon as he said that to his confusion. "What does it mean."

Finding the elevator, Harry got in it to go to the Ground Floor and he walked out there only to see a small shape huddled up on the couch in the living room that was shivering.

Looking confused and wary, Harry approached the shape and was relieved to recognize who it was. "Noodle?"

The Guitarist jumped in the air as Harry spoke before turning and looking relieved. "Just you." She said and Harry noticed that she wasn't wearing her radio helmet right now.

"Sorry." Harry apologized as he began to sit on the couch. "Didn't mean to startle you."

Noodle gave a nod, accepting the apology before she looked confused. "Anata ga nemutte irude wanaideshou ka? (Shouldn't you be asleep?)" She asked before coughing. "Why up?"

"Nightmare." Harry said as he remembered the cold laugh and he shivered. "What about you?"

Noodle looked away before thunder boomed again causing her to jump.

Now Harry understood. "Scared of the storm?"

Seeing no way to hide it, Noodle looked at him. "H-Hai." She said looking a little ashamed to have her fear in the open.

Harry processed that before sighing. "Well everyone has a fear of their own I guess." He said causing Noodle to raise an eyebrow. "I have my own."

"What yours?" Noodle asked curiously.

Harry went quiet before he sat up. 'Being forced back to the Dursley's.' He thought to himself before he decided to lie to avoid her asking who the Dursley's were. "Murdoc."

Well... Not really a lie, Murdoc did scare him and he had a feeling that Murdoc would be proud of that fact.

Noodle giggled at that looking a little better.

"Wot's so funny?" Both of them turned to see 2-D walking towards them with his head ruffled as he wore a blue jacket and a black shirt. "And wot are yew two doin' up fer dat matter?"

"In order?" Harry asked as 2-D gave a nod. "Spoke about our fears and the storm kept us up."

"Sounds lyke a good conversation." 2-D said cupping his chin. "Mind if I join yew?"

"Don't mind, Toochie." Noodle answered with a smile as 2-D began to walk over to them, only for a hand to shoot out of the dark and grab 2-D's shoulder.

"SHIT!" 2-D shouted in fear as he jumped towards the couch, knocking it and by extension, Noodle and Harry over.

"Bwahahahaha!" Russel walked out of the shadows busting a gut as he placed a hand on his knee. "Oh man D, that was priceless."

"Wot da hell?!" 2-D asked poking his head up from behind the overturn couch. "Dat wos not cool."

"Sorry D but that was too perfect to miss." Russel apologized still laughing.

Noodle popped her head up her hair a mess. "Terrible!" Noodle said to him.

Harry used his arms to pull himself up. "I kind of think that was funny." He said as 2-D looked a little betrayed.

But then 2-D grinned. "Oh yea?" He asked before tackling Harry and began tickling him.

"W-What?!" Harry was laughing as he tried to get 2-D to stop. "2-D, please-stop!"

"Not til' yew apologize." 2-D said before looking at Noodle. "Want to join in, luv?"

Noodle gave a battle-cry as she jumped in, helping 2-D with tickling Harry.

Russel laughed at the scene as he heard some footsteps and Murdoc came out of the Garage.

"What is all this noise?" Murdoc complained looking annoyed. "It's midnight for fuck's sake!"

"Mudz, we have kids here." Russel said glaring at him.

"They'll learn the words eventually." Murdoc waved the glare off. "What is everyone doing up?"

"Storm woke me up, so I guess it did so for them as well." Russel said with a shrug.

"Stop!" Harry screamed out as he kept laughing, his sides hurting.

"Apologize." 2-D said in a sing-song voice.

"Alright, I'm sorry!" Harry gasped out as 2-D and Noodle stopped tickling him. "That was dirty." He said brushing his bangs a bit as lightning flashed.

"What's that?" Noodle pointed at his forehead as Harry paused.

"It's hair." Harry lied quickly before he felt his bangs get wet and he realized that his scar opened up again.

"Harry, are yew bleeding?" 2-D looked stricken as he saw that. "Oh man I made yew bleed didn't I?"

Russel walked over and moved Harry's hair to see where the blood was coming from. "... Harry, when did you get this scar?" He asked in shock at seeing it.

"Scar?" Murdoc looked at it. "Bloody hell, it's a lightning bolt scar." He said sounding surprised.

"Lightning?" Noodle climbed Russel's shoulder to look. "Dono yō ni sore ga teniireta no? (How did you get that?)"

"... In the car crash that killed my parents." Harry answered with the story he was told. "I don't like talking about it."

Russel raised an eyebrow because it looked to him as if it was carved into his skull. "Harry, tell the truth."

"It is the truth." Harry protested. "I've had it for as long as I can remember, I can't remember how I got it as a baby now can I?!"

Okay Russel gave him that one.

"Look, we just stop the bleeding." Murdoc said as he pointed to the counter. "Use the paper towels and we won't ask any questions about that scar."

It was too late for this stuff in his opinion and it was bloody obvious that the kid didn't want to talk about it.

He was willing to let it rest, unless it interferes with their practice.

Harry gave a nod as he walked to the counter and grabbed a sheet of paper towel before pressing it to the scar as he walked back to the others.

"Now wot?" 2-D asked to break the silence as they all sat on the couch with Russel lighting the candle, not willing to turn on the lights just in case they lost power.

"I don't bloody know, Face-Ache." Murdoc answered him. "We should be resting for the Photoshoot tomorrow but now this bloody storm has to keep us up."

"Relax Muds, we'll get there." Russel said sounding annoyed from Murdoc bringing that up every chance he got.

"We better." Murdoc whispered to himself.

Taking the towel off his scar, Harry spoke up. "So when is our first gig?" He asked a little nervously.

"In a month." Murdoc said as he pulled out a can of beer from thin air.

"Oh hell no, if you drink now you'll get a hangover and we'll have to listen to you whine all day long." Russel tried to grab the beer out of Murdoc's hands, but the Satanist held it away from the drummer.

"Russ, it takes more than one for me to get a hangover." Murdoc waved the protest off as he opened it. "But we really need to find a way to pass the time."

"Ooh, how about charades?" 2-D suggested with a grin.

"Do we look like kids, Face-Ache?" Murdoc asked with a bored look before jerking his thumb towards Noodle and Harry. "Besides these two?"

"Watashitachiha, mājan o purei suru koto ga dekimasu. (We can play Mahjong.)" Noodle suggested.

Russel shook his head, able to guess from one of the words. "Not all of us know Mahjong, Baby Girl."

"Learn." Noodle said with her arms crossed.

"Scary Stories?" Harry suggested.

He remembered Dudley telling him how people did that around a campfire and they were around a candle so it would work.

"Dat's a great idea." 2-D seemed thrilled about that before Murdoc shut it down.

"Pass, plus we have Noods here not being able to speak English and she won't be able to understand everything we say." Murdoc said as Russel begrudingly agreed with him.

Noodle grinned before running off and she came back with a board game. "Play?"

"Monopoly?" Russel asked as she sat it down. "I'm up for it."

"How about we make things interesting?" Murdoc said pulling his wallet out. "We use real money and bet on chores to do around here."

"I don't know." 2-D said looking a bit put-off.

"Come on, Dullard it's a fair trade isn't it?" Murdoc asked with a smirk.

Harry didn't understand Monopoly and he was glad that Russel wouldn't allow Murdoc to bet with Harry due to him keeping on ending up in jail in the game.

"Well this takes businessmen out of your future plans, don't it?" Murdoc remarked at the fifth time that Harry ended up in jail causing the kid to hang his head.

"Good fing he's in da band den." 2-D said with a smile.

Harry shook his head as he sat back, content with watching them play before he looked outside the window to see the rain hammering it. "You would think that a twister would come through with this rain."

"Son'na jōdan wa ikenai! (Don't joke like that!)" Noodle scolded at him as she managed to out-monopolize everyone but 2-D.

Leaning back, Harry thought about the dream he had.

It seemed so familiar and yet he has never had that nightmare before.

And yet it didn't feel like a dream.

'But if it isn't a dream, then what is it?' Harry thought before looking back at the game to see Noodle doing a victory dance.

"Win!" Noodle shouted in triumph as 2-D sighed, letting Noodle beat him.

"Good game, Noods." 2-D said while messing with her hair.

"Stop." Noodle hated it when someone did that.

"But yew're hair is soft." 2-D said laughing.

Harry joined in on laughing before he saw Murdoc take out a thing of cards while 2-D pulled out a bottle of pills and popped one. "Headache?" He asked showing concern for the singer.

"Nofink I can't handle." 2-D reassured Harry, putting the bottle away. "I'm used to it by now."

"Anata wa sore o shiyō suru hitsuyō wa arimasen. (You shouldn't have to be used to it.)" Noodle said with a frown.

"Oi, you going to continue this crap or are any of you going to play cards?" Murdoc asked with a look before Russel smacked the back of his head. "OW! The hell, Lards?!"

"Don't interrupt a moment." Russel plainly said to the Satanist.

Rolling his eyes, 2-D held out his hand. "Care to cut me in?" He asked sounding confident as Murdoc began shuffling cards.

It was just going to be between the adults as both Harry and Noodle sat on the couch watching them.

Getting an idea, Harry caused his Guitar to appear.

"Dono yō ni sore ga sonoyōni mieru yō ni shimasu ka? (How do you make it appear like that?)" Noodle asked with wonder.

Not having a clue on what she was saying, Harry chuckled. "Sorry?"

"How?" Noodle repeated miming holding her hand out before looking like she was holding an invisible guitar.

"Oh, how do I make it appear?"

"Hai."

"Honestly, I don't really know." Harry answered testing a few notes. "It first appeared when I was seven and I decided that I wanted to learn how to play it."

"Wait, so it just appeared in your hand?" Russel asked looking over the cards in his hands.

"Yeah, and I thought it was the coolest thing ever." Harry said as he began to play the song 'Wind of Change'.

"Dat sounds lyke a cool way to start music." 2-D said with a grin.

Murdoc however was silent.

The way he described it was as if Magic was the answer to how it happened.

And he knew that Magic was real.

After all, how do you think he sold his soul to the devil? By going to church?

Chuckling to himself, Murdoc pulled a card out of his sleeve when no one was watching. "Read them and weep." He said with a smug grin.

Only to gape as 2-D placed his hand down to show a full house.

Noodle began to jump on the couch to cure herself of the boredom as she listened to the Guitar being played while the others continued their game.

It was only after Harry finished the song that he noticed how quiet it was.

Looking back out the window, Harry saw that the rain stopped, something that Russel was quick to notice.

"Alright, time for bed you two." Russel said to the kids. "You both need to be awake for tomorrow."

"Not tired." Noodle tried stubbornly only to yawn.

"Just a few more minutes?" Harry pleaded trying not to let his eyes droop.

"Lards is right." Murdoc said pulling a cigarette out. "This Photoshoot is the beginning of our fame and you two don't want to look like a couple of deadweights, now do ya?"

"I'll take dem up to der room." 2-D said getting up. "Come on yew two."

"But Toochie." Noodle tried before yawning as 2-D picked her up with one arm and he used the other to pick Harry up who was surprised by that.

"No buts." 2-D said trying to sound stern but he knew he failed when Noodle giggled. "Aw come on luv, at least pretend to take me seriously."

"Gomen." Noodle apologized with her grin.

Harry found himself falling asleep as 2-D carried him and his last thoughts were of how happy he was at his new home.

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Somewhere in Scotland, a whistling noise went off as an aged man with a long silver beard and a purple cloak looked up to see the alarms for the wards at the Dursley's going off.

"That's odd." Albus Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry muttered. "Why would the wards by breaking?"

Fearing the worse, Dumbledore grabbed some powder out of the bucket and threw it in the fireplace in the bucket. "Arabella Figg!"

A woman with grizzled grey hair came out of the fireplace. "Albus, what's going on?" Mrs. Figg, the neighbor to the Dursley's asked.

"Do you have any ideas on why the Wards around the Dursleys are breaking?" Dumbledore asked urgently.

"They shouldn't be." Mrs. Figg said with her arms crossed. "Although come to think of it, I haven't seen young Harry for awhile, when I asked about him they said that he was in his room."

Dumbledore frowned as he sat down wondering if that was true as he made a decision to see why the wards were breaking in the morning.

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Harry felt so out of place as he stood in the middle of a room, dressed in a plain red shirt and blue shorts while Murdoc was yelling at everyone to look their part.

2-D had it easy by just standing there wearing a pink shirt that said 'Pink Rabbit says shoot to ill.' with a mischevious smirk on his face as he had his left arm behind his back holding his right arm.

Noodle just stood there inches behind 2-D, adamant about having her toy Gorilla in the photo as she wore a gray jacket that had a flag imprinted on the sleeve and she sported a blank look as if she was bored.

Russel just stood in the back with his left hand in his pocket as he wore a white shirt with greenish yellow sleeves, carrying a boombox over his shoulder as he gave a normal grin, looking ready to get this over with.

Harry however was trying to let this come naturally, but it was kind of hard when you never had a photo done before.

"No, no, no you're doing it all wrong." Murdoc said trying to get Harry to do this a certain way. "Don't lean to the side."

"How about this?" Harry held his hands out causing Murdoc to do a face palm.

"Sweet Satan." Murdoc muttered under his breath.

"Just let us take the picture, Mudz." Russel said seeing the photographer looking a little annoyed by the situation.

"No Lards, it has to be perfect." Murdoc said stubbornly.

As they argued, Harry threw his head back and fell to the floor. "How do you do this, 2-D?" He asked the singer who paused before going back to his pose.

"I just let it come to me naturally." 2-D answered honestly with a shrug. "I don't worry bout' wot people fink, I just do it."

"Must be nice." Harry muttered.

"Hari natural." Noodle tried to help 2-D out with his advice. "See?"

Noodle began playing with her gorilla toy, not even paying attention to the photographer.

Looking thoughtful as he subconsciously sat up with one leg pulled in, Harry leaned on that leg. "But how do I-?"

"HOLD IT!" Murdoc said causing Harry to jump up. "No, go back to the pose you were doing."

Feeling confused, Harry sat back down with one leg pulled in.

"Good." Murdoc gave a nod. "Now tilt your head to the side and give a grin."

Harry did so, unknowingly showing his scar, something that Murdoc took advantage of as he ran to his spot, instructing the kid to not move as Harry gave an awkward grin.

Getting into his position of leaning on the wall with a foot on it and holding his belt buckle, Murdoc gave a grin. "We're ready."

"Finally." The photographer grabbed his camera and took the picture.

The flash caused Harry to fall to the ground, rubbing his eyes out.

"Alright, we got our shot." Murdoc declared running off after the photographer.

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Dumbledore frowned as he looked at the home with a Notice-Me-Not spell cast over him.

He could tell that the wards were breaking, but why?

It could be three reasons.

Harry was dead.

He ran away.

Or he didn't consider this place home.

None of those options sounded good before he decided to walk in there after seeing that no one was home and look through the house.

On seeing no pictures of Harry, Dumbledore frowned wondering why that was.

Deciding to check Harry's bedroom, Dumbledore cast a spell to find it only to stop as he felt energy under the stairs.

'They wouldn't.' Dumbledore thought to himself as he opened the cupboard only to find a makeshift room in there.

Taking a step back, Dumbledore gripped his wand tightly in barely concealed anger.

He had to find Harry fast.

To Be Continued...

Alright, so they had the photoshoot, I hope that I did alright with the interactions between the Gorillaz and I had them finally see the Lightning Bolt scar that Harry has.

Plus a little fluff with 2-D and Noodle tickling Harry, showing 2-D's childish nature.

And I couldn't come up with a better chapter name so I reused the old chapter 4 name.

Now to answer the reviews.

Black-Kat 012: Yeah it would be interesting to type, as well as Vernon and Petunia's reaction to it, am I right?

Captain XZero: Thanks and hopefully you enjoyed this chapter.

Cyber Phantom99: It'll probably happen much later.