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Harry Potter in a Different World- Chapter 6 The Fall

Harry had only made it a couple of steps before he was hit in the side and sent flying to the floor. Harry landed on his side and his elbow hit the cobbled stone hard and Harry could swear he heard his skin scrape against the edge of the stone. Harry gritted his teeth as he felt the familiar stinging of a cut being opened.

Turning himself on his back, Harry was assaulted with a mass of long red hair, the distant sound of laughter and an ear piercing screech that could rival Miss Cole's.

"POTTER"

Harry looked up, through the mass of red hair that was flying in every direction due to the wind and saw two dark haired teenagers sniggering to each other, one leaning on the other. One of the boys had hazel eyes framed by round glasses and short black hair while the other had long wavy black hair and sparkling grey eyes. There was another boy with light brown hair and amber eyes, he also had a few scars on his face, he wasn't laughing but Harry's attention was soon taken by the red headed girl who was literally screeching in his ear and he caught a glimpse of bright green eyes.

"Are you alright?" She asked softly, Before Harry could answer the red headed girl shot up suddenly and hit the two dark haired boys over the head,

"Stop laughing you two, it's not funny. Were you not looking where you were going? Why are you still laughing POTTER? This is not a laughing matter, he could seriously be hurt!" the red headed girl spat like a riled up cobra. The boy she called Potter stopped laughing, but soon started off again when the other boy imitated the redheaded girl, he lost it again.

"Why are you still laughing Potter?" The long haired boy screeched in a mocking imitation of the still fuming girl.

"And you Black, he's only little. Probably a first year and you go and knock him over rampaging with Potter like a couple of hyper Hippogriffs and not bother to help him up. All because you two are obsessed with brooms, and don't you try to deny it; I saw it all from the shop across the alley." She huffed and glared at the boys who were unsuccessfully trying to muffle their laughter.

The boy with the light brown hair and amber eyes looked slightly embarrassed when he looked at the two laughing boys; he bent down towards Harry and gave a small reassuring smile.

"Hey," he said, his tone slightly louder than usual because of the redheaded girls shouting, "Sorry about them two, they're always acting like idiots. I'm Remus, Remus Lupin."

"Harry, Harry Walker." Harry replied with a small smile. Remus made a move to help him stand up but when he grabbed his hand Harry hissed and grimaced when a sharp pain shot up and down his arm. Remus carefully turned his arm around and frowned when his saw a pretty large cut on the outside of Harry's elbow.

The redheaded girl had stopped shouting when he heard Harry hiss in pain, the two dark haired boys had also stopped laughing. The two boys looked very guilty when they saw that the cut had been bleeding heavily and felt even guiltier when they saw the small boy who as still sat on the floor blinking back tears.

Lily was silent for a few second before she went into complete rant mode and the two boys who were looking slightly afraid.

"HURT, he's hurt! You've hurt him! You pair of bumbling baboons! How could you! Look at him, there's blood all over his arm. You insensitive piles of owl droppings! Just you wait till we're at school, wait until I can use my wand..." The red headed girl continued her full on rant at the two dark haired boys, much to the amusement of the onlookers; Remus carefully helped him up off the ground wary of the injury on his arm.

Harry saw Remus wince and shuffle his legs as the redheaded girl made some terrifying threats to damaging specific parts of the male anatomy, complete with hand gestures making the two dark haired boys pale dramatically and cup their crown jewels. Remus cleared his throat and began to talk with Harry.

"We'll get Mrs Potter, that's James's mum, to have a look at that arm of yours, she's a healer at St Mungo's you now. Now that's James, there, the boy with the glasses and messy birds nest hair. The other dark haired boy who is currently on his knees dramatically pleading for his affects to be kept intact is Sirius Black. And the fiery redheaded girl is Lily Evans, who was dating James, but the way it's going...it seems that James is going to be without a girlfriend or something else." Remus chucked.

A slightly relieved looking James and Sirius came over followed by a surprising calm and satisfied looking Lily.

"Everyone, this is Harry Walker. Harry, I've already said who these are but I'll point them out to you anyway. That's James, Sirius, Lily." Remus finished the introduction and everyone said hello or 'yo' in Sirius' case.

"Hello" Harry replied, after he had looked at everyone once more.

"James, we're going to take Harry to your mother. She's at the Leaky Cauldron, right?" Remus asked his friend who nodded.

The group made there way up to the Leaky Cauldron, Harry could see that James and Sirius were pulling faces behind Lily's back, silently daring each other to get as close as possible without getting caught.

Remus shook his head and decided to strike up a conversation,

"So then Harry, what are you doing here by yourself?" Remus asked, all the while glancing around subtly for the boys' parents.

"Shopping, I'm starting Hogwarts this year." Harry replied proudly and happily, his eyes sparking with mirth, sticking his little chest out slightly. Remus laughed a little while the others just smiled at the obvious delight of Harry's excitement at attending Hogwarts.

The group entered the Leaky Cauldron and they all sat down at a table where a woman with dark brown hair was reading a newspaper, she had a glass filled with a purple liquid and Harry could only guess what drink this was.

"Mrs Potter," Remus said, causing the woman to look at the group in front of her table, "Could you have a look at Harrys arm? He's got a pretty nasty cut on his elbow due to two bumbling idiots."

"Of course dear, and remember call me Helen. Come here Harry; let's see how bad the damage is." Helen Potter said going straight into nurse mode, she pulled out her wand to run a diagnostic charm on Harrys arm.

"It's just a clean cut, slightly deep hence the blood. No sign of infection but we'd better clean it out just to make sure. Come on everyone; sit down and I'll have Charles get you all a butterbeer, when I can find him that is. Tom has a floo network that I can use so I can quickly floo to St Mungo's and get a healing slave and a bandage. Here, Harry, let me place a minor numbing charm on your arm. Is it still hurting you?" Helen Potter asked kindly.

Harry nodded slowly as he sat down, Remus next to him while James, Sirius and Lily took the seats opposite leaving the seat next to Harry free for Mrs Potter.

Harry saw Mrs Potter wave her wand over his arm and he felt a tingling sensation and the pain lesson, Harry smiled in thanks before she headed off to the fireplace. Mrs Potter had intercepted a dark haired man with glasses who looked remarkably like James and had pointed to the group of children and then to the bar before she continued on her way to the fireplace.

While Charles Potter went to the bar to buy them all a butterbeer, James placed his feet on the table and leaned back slightly.

"So, Harry, where are your parents? Are they coming to pick you up? They haven't left you here all on your own have they? That's not very safe, is it? Its not as if you can look after yourself." James asked, Lily and Remus refrained from rolling their eyes with the lack of tact that they're friend showed.

"I haven't got any, if you must know." Harry replied coldly, the talk of parents was a touchy subject for Harry. Lily whacked James upside the head.

"Ow! Lils...Oh right, sorry Harry." James said looking genuinely sorry, whether that was from being hit or not, Harry didn't know, but he nodded in acceptance anyway.

"What have you done now to warrant a hit on the head, son? And from someone other than your mother? Get your feet off the table, where are your manners?" A deep vice asked, Harry looked towards the voice and was faced with the man that looked very similar to James; it was Charles Potter, followed by a levitating tray full of drinks.

"He's being insensitive Mr Potter, that's why he was hit on the head." Lily interjected seeing as James, who was now slightly pink in the cheeks, had refused to answer.

"Is that so James," Charles Potter murmured while handing out the yellowish drink to everyone, he received a nod of thanks from Sirius who began to drink deeply as soon as he got the drink in his hands, "Best to think before you speak son, or you'll find yourself in much more trouble than a hit on the head. Sirius, manners." Charles Potter said sharply making Harry jump slightly. Sirius had burped rather loudly that had many customers looking over in disgust. Harry saw Sirius flush and hastily grab a napkin to wipe his white froth covered mouth.

"Sorry Mr P." Sirius said, while folding up his napkin neatly, sitting up straight with one leg crossed over his knee. James sniggered which turned into a badly turned cough when his father turned to glare at him.

Harry smiled slightly and turned to inspect his yellow-ish looking drink with an inch thick of white froth on the top,

'What on earth was it?' Harry thought, while leaning forwards to get a closer look. Harry heard a deep chuckle and looked up to meet the amusing gazed of Charles Potter.

"It's alright lad, it's perfectly safe to drink. It's Butterbeer; it's a little bit like butterscotch in taste but less sickly. Goes down nice and smooth, just try it; if you don't like it I'll get you another drink. So, you're Harry, the little lad with the grazed elbow?" Charles asked with a smile that soon turned into a smirk when Harry took his first sip of the Butterbeer.

Harry's eyes widened and he had to stop himself from draining the whole goblet, this drink was like heaven, it was just...perfect.

Harry and Charles chatted happily about different things such as the lessons at Hogwarts, the Ministry and all of its different sections; Harry was very interested in chess after finding out that Wizard chess pieces move and talk. James and Sirius were having another competition of some sorts which involved a ripped up napkin and the upturned hat on the next table while Lily and Remus, who had moved to sit near Lily after Mr Potter and Remus exchanged seats, had occupied Helen Potter's newspaper and were debating about a current issue. Harry hardly noticed when Helen Potter came back complete with the peach healing slave and a bandage and started to apply the paste to his elbow.

Harry surprisingly felt comfortable with Mr and Mrs Potter, and he didn't mind talking openly with them, the only person that Harry had had conversations with like this was with Sylvia Turner; his teacher.

Little did Harry know, that Charles and Helen Potter were thinking exactly the same thing. They too were feeling surprisingly very comfortable with talking to Harry, a boy they had just met. But they were also feeling confused and slightly suspicious; Harry had many of the Potter characteristics like the high cheek bones and Harry also looked remarkably like James at eleven years old; despite the small frame, the neater hair and lack of glasses.

The three were interrupted from their musings with the arrival of Tom, who had come over to inquire at Harry's health, when he worriedly caught sight of the blood on Harry's shirt. After being reassured for the fifth time that Harry was perfectly fine by an exasperated Mrs Potter, Tom asked Harry if he was ready to eat.

Before Harry got the chance to reply, James and Sirius who were now throwing bits of the ripped up napkin at each other had shouted out,

"FOOD!" Before Charles could reprimand them about shouting, Helen sent him a look,

"Boys! Don't shout, it's very rude. Tom, would have enough of the special for us all? You are staying aren't you Lily dear?," at Lily's nod she continued and turned to Harry, " That's if Harry doesn't mind if we join you?" Helen Potter asked.

"Not at all." Harry happily replied.

Not five minutes later, Tom came back carrying the utensils while seven plates of steaming hot food levitated behind him, Charles Potter then asked for another round of Butterbeers for the children while he ordered a fizzy Firewhisky as it contained less alcohol and Helen asked for a small glass of Cherry Plum wine.

The seven then tucked into the succulent steak pie, creamy mashed potatoes and fresh garden peas. Sirius covered his food completely in the onion gravy; his pie looked like a sinking boat almost the vast amount of gravy.

Harry had to leave about a quarter of his pie, the pastry was just too filling for Harry but he had finished all of his mash and peas, he'd never had a meal that had filled him up from top to bottom, he shouldn't have really had that Choco Chunky Sundae, but he had to admit; they both were mouth-watering.

Conversation was light due to the fact that everyone was enjoying their food, but Harry didn't mind. It was nice to have dinner with people who liked being around him and were nice to him, it was a comfortable dinner.

When everyone had finished, Tom returned and vanished the plates and asked them if they wanted dessert, the two adults declined but the children happily accepted. Harry asked for blue custard with his sponge pudding, but he insisted that it was a small piece, James and Sirius went for red, Lily asked for pink and Remus asked for yellow.

James and Sirius had started to flick stray peas at each other that were on the table while they waited for desert. One landed in Mr Potter's glass, which they had hurriedly tried to fish out with their hands while he went to the bathroom; luckily they had managed to get it out before he got back. Harry saw Mrs Potter frown at their retrieving methods but said nothing as her husband sat down and took a sip of his drink, he looked slightly confused but drained his glass none the less and Harry swore he saw Mrs Potter's lips twitch in an amused smile as she drank her own drink.

When Harry made his way towards the bar to pay for his meal, the Potters informed him that it was on them; that he needn't pay a thing. Harry reluctantly accepted, but slipped a couple of Galleons into Mrs Potters coat pocket that was on the back of her chair when no one was looking.

Harry made to say his goodbyes but the Potter's were reluctant to send him home on his own due to the fact that it was getting late, Harry refused and said that he had the bus fare and it wasn't that far, but Helen Potter interrupted and stated that they were also accompanying Lily and Remus home and it was their obligation to make sure he got home safely.

Lily offered to call for a mini cab, and Charles agreed and quickly popped to Gringotts to withdraw some muggle money while Helen accompanied Lily and Remus through the floo, leaving James and Sirius to look after Harry.

Fifteen minutes later, the five entered the taxi and Charles was looking extremely uncomfortable in the muggle vehicle and was refrained from casting several charms to see if it was safe when Helen gently squeezed his arm and pulled him in the vehicle. James and Sirius mean while were having a great time messing around with the seatbelts somehow getting intertwined with Sirius's leg reaching over Harry and James's lap and his right hand sticking out of the window, much to the disapproval of the driver and James' parents. Several minutes later, the three boys were comfortably and correctly sat in the back, while Helen and Charles sat opposite in the two pull down separate seats.

A slightly hesitant Harry told the driver where to go; St Mary's Orphanage.

The others exchange surprised looks; Harry had not told them about his past, only that he didn't have any parents and they had slowly understood why, he was uncomfortable with where he lived and he was worried that they would treat him differently.

Harry only hoped that when they got to the orphanage that Miss Cole would be in a good mood and not make a scene; which was highly doubtful. And also that the others wouldn't insist on coming in.

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Second Note: I'm not too sure when the next chapter will be uploaded due to the fact that I get my A-Level results on Thursday and I'll be busy sorting things out for University if things do/don't go to plan so fingers crossed!

I'll aimed to get some typing done each night as my dad is at work so I can freely use the family computer without him complaining that I type too loud lol :D