Another Evans
Disclaimer: I own nothing
By: Angela Email: angela_mawson@yahoo.ca
Thanks to all those who reviewed.
Note: Thanks to all who told me that Harry's birthday is July 31, that saves me from having to figure that one out on my own.
About the 1980 business though, I'm ignoring it. I'm ignoring it just like I'm ignoring the Harry Potter references made in the Buffy Universe Proper, eg. Dawn comparing her self to Hermione and Willow comparing Giles to Dumbledore.
Part Four:
The cab drove up Spring Street and stopped in front of a tattoo parlor called Semi-Charmed, the number on the door was 1037. Willow paid the man, and asked him once more to help with the trunk, he did little more then dropped it on the side walk before he re-entered the cab and took off.
Willow walked over to Semi-Charmed and poked her head inside.
"Bondy, I need your help."
The man who answered Willow's call was a tanned shirtless man with tattoos covering his arms and the majority of his upper body. He looked to be a few years older then Willow, and flattered her with a large charming smile when he got outside the door.
"Hey Will, what do you need help with?"
She motioned to the trunk. Bondy's eyes followed the motion then looked up at Harry.
"Who's the kid?"
"This is my nephew Harry. Harry meet Dave Bondy, he owns the Semi- Charmed Tattoo Parlor."
"Nice to meet you Mr. Bondy." Harry said politely while extending his hand.
The man smiled and took the offered hand.
"You too Harry, but drop the Mr. around here it's just plain ol' Bondy. Can you take manage grabbing the other end of the trunk?"
"Yes sir.um Bondy."
Harry grabbed one end of the trunk while Bondy grabbed the other. Willow didn't wait to be asked and she opened the door directly next to the tattoo parlor, number 1035.
They struggled getting the trunk up the first flight of stairs but lucky for them Willows apartment was on that floor. Bondy helped them get it into apartment 109 then said goodbye and went back down to the store.
"Just leave that here for now, why don't you give the apartment a look over, while I order pizza. What do you want on it?"
"Anything is good for me."
Willow went into the kitchen and began to dial the pizza guy, while Harry took her advice and looked around.
The apartment was fairly large; the door was located at one end of a long hallway. Halfway up the hallway, were two doorways sans doors that is. The opening on the right lead to the large eat-in kitchen, and the opening on the left lead to a large living room. The living room had a medium sized TV which sat beside a small fireplace. The furniture was miss- matched, with a long green and blue plaid couch in front of the TV, a gold loveseat, and an overstuffed comfy looking chair in the corner. Along one of the walls was a bookcase filled with books and to the side of that sat the computer.
He continued up the hallway, halfway between the doors for the kitchen and living rooms, and what he assume to be the two bedrooms was a large bathroom decorated in simple black and white.
"Have you found your bedroom yet?" Willow called out from the kitchen.
"Not yet, which one is mine?"
"The one on the right."
He went to check the room out. It was a fairly large size, with a single bed in the center of the room and a large oak desk under the window. The bed was covered in a plain black comforter, with large gold coloured through pillows to add a bit of colour.
"Do you like it? I wasn't sure what colours you liked."
Harry turned to see Willow standing in the door way, wringing her hands in a nervous manner.
"I think it's brilliant."
Willow smiled and stopped wringing her hands.
"Oh, if you don't like black, the comforter is red if you put it on upside down."
"Really," Harry beamed. "Red is my favorite colours."
"Well feel free to change it then. Oh the pizza will arrive in about 20 minutes. I was going to walk down to the corner store to get some pop, would you like to come with, and we can rent a movie?"
"I'd love too, what movie do you want to rent?"
"What ever one you want to see."
"Really? The Dursley's never let me watch movies with them, let alone choose the one I wanted to see."
Willow stood gapping, and then anger flashed in her eyes.
"What else didn't they let you do?"
Harry had a look of 'oops said too much' on his face.
"Listen it's ok, it's not like I wanted to spend anytime with them anyways."
"That's not the point. Petunia never made you feel welcome did she. That's why she sent you to live with me."
"The Dursley's thought that I was an imposition on their home. So they sent me here to be an imposition on yours."
"Harry, don't ever say that. Listen I may not have been expecting to take care of anyone, but that doesn't mean that I don't want you here. In fact I'm glad, even though I have a biological sister, because I was raised as an only child I often forgot about her. It's kind of nice to have family around. So don't you ever feel that you're imposing?"
"But."
"See this, this is my resolved face. Get used to it, when you see it you can't change my mind."
Harry began to laugh.
"So about that movie." Willow prompted as she led Harry out of the apartment.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
By: Angela Email: angela_mawson@yahoo.ca
Thanks to all those who reviewed.
Note: Thanks to all who told me that Harry's birthday is July 31, that saves me from having to figure that one out on my own.
About the 1980 business though, I'm ignoring it. I'm ignoring it just like I'm ignoring the Harry Potter references made in the Buffy Universe Proper, eg. Dawn comparing her self to Hermione and Willow comparing Giles to Dumbledore.
Part Four:
The cab drove up Spring Street and stopped in front of a tattoo parlor called Semi-Charmed, the number on the door was 1037. Willow paid the man, and asked him once more to help with the trunk, he did little more then dropped it on the side walk before he re-entered the cab and took off.
Willow walked over to Semi-Charmed and poked her head inside.
"Bondy, I need your help."
The man who answered Willow's call was a tanned shirtless man with tattoos covering his arms and the majority of his upper body. He looked to be a few years older then Willow, and flattered her with a large charming smile when he got outside the door.
"Hey Will, what do you need help with?"
She motioned to the trunk. Bondy's eyes followed the motion then looked up at Harry.
"Who's the kid?"
"This is my nephew Harry. Harry meet Dave Bondy, he owns the Semi- Charmed Tattoo Parlor."
"Nice to meet you Mr. Bondy." Harry said politely while extending his hand.
The man smiled and took the offered hand.
"You too Harry, but drop the Mr. around here it's just plain ol' Bondy. Can you take manage grabbing the other end of the trunk?"
"Yes sir.um Bondy."
Harry grabbed one end of the trunk while Bondy grabbed the other. Willow didn't wait to be asked and she opened the door directly next to the tattoo parlor, number 1035.
They struggled getting the trunk up the first flight of stairs but lucky for them Willows apartment was on that floor. Bondy helped them get it into apartment 109 then said goodbye and went back down to the store.
"Just leave that here for now, why don't you give the apartment a look over, while I order pizza. What do you want on it?"
"Anything is good for me."
Willow went into the kitchen and began to dial the pizza guy, while Harry took her advice and looked around.
The apartment was fairly large; the door was located at one end of a long hallway. Halfway up the hallway, were two doorways sans doors that is. The opening on the right lead to the large eat-in kitchen, and the opening on the left lead to a large living room. The living room had a medium sized TV which sat beside a small fireplace. The furniture was miss- matched, with a long green and blue plaid couch in front of the TV, a gold loveseat, and an overstuffed comfy looking chair in the corner. Along one of the walls was a bookcase filled with books and to the side of that sat the computer.
He continued up the hallway, halfway between the doors for the kitchen and living rooms, and what he assume to be the two bedrooms was a large bathroom decorated in simple black and white.
"Have you found your bedroom yet?" Willow called out from the kitchen.
"Not yet, which one is mine?"
"The one on the right."
He went to check the room out. It was a fairly large size, with a single bed in the center of the room and a large oak desk under the window. The bed was covered in a plain black comforter, with large gold coloured through pillows to add a bit of colour.
"Do you like it? I wasn't sure what colours you liked."
Harry turned to see Willow standing in the door way, wringing her hands in a nervous manner.
"I think it's brilliant."
Willow smiled and stopped wringing her hands.
"Oh, if you don't like black, the comforter is red if you put it on upside down."
"Really," Harry beamed. "Red is my favorite colours."
"Well feel free to change it then. Oh the pizza will arrive in about 20 minutes. I was going to walk down to the corner store to get some pop, would you like to come with, and we can rent a movie?"
"I'd love too, what movie do you want to rent?"
"What ever one you want to see."
"Really? The Dursley's never let me watch movies with them, let alone choose the one I wanted to see."
Willow stood gapping, and then anger flashed in her eyes.
"What else didn't they let you do?"
Harry had a look of 'oops said too much' on his face.
"Listen it's ok, it's not like I wanted to spend anytime with them anyways."
"That's not the point. Petunia never made you feel welcome did she. That's why she sent you to live with me."
"The Dursley's thought that I was an imposition on their home. So they sent me here to be an imposition on yours."
"Harry, don't ever say that. Listen I may not have been expecting to take care of anyone, but that doesn't mean that I don't want you here. In fact I'm glad, even though I have a biological sister, because I was raised as an only child I often forgot about her. It's kind of nice to have family around. So don't you ever feel that you're imposing?"
"But."
"See this, this is my resolved face. Get used to it, when you see it you can't change my mind."
Harry began to laugh.
"So about that movie." Willow prompted as she led Harry out of the apartment.
