Hi everybody! Sorry for the hold-up, I just haven't been in the mood to write at all. But I promise you a couple more chapters are on their way soon! And because I almost forgot this scene until I reread some reviews (which I thank everyone for), here it is! However, even though this is a filler chapter, it is still chapter 7 and I ask that you send in your final votes by 12am tonight please so that I can finally count up all of them correctly! Thank you, and happy reading!
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Chapter 7
It's the next morning and Raven actually felt better than she has ever felt. Of course she knew what it was staying with other guys, but this boy was different. He is really sweet and actually has manners! Never in her life has she been around a guy that had manners and wasn't looking for anything in return. 'I'm not sure what to expect from him yet. I mean, he faced his relatives' snooty, suspicious looks just to get me some well-made dinner the night before'.
Knock knock…
"Um…Raven?" Harry's meek voice was creeping in from outside the room.
Oh boy-sigh-here he is.
"Yes?" I answered.
"Breakfast is ready if you want any." Harry sounds so innocent. It's pitiful, since Raven was used to just eating an apple and heading off to her room to meditate. All Harry has to do is look at her a certain way, and suddenly she feels guilty or the urge to be nicer.
"I'll be there in a second, okay." I called back.
"Okay, Raven." Then, Harry walked away. 'Is he nervous around me or something?'
Freshening up, she made her way downstairs not noticing that a pair of eyes were staring her down from the room beside the bathroom along the way.
For the remainder of the day, the Dursleys were out running errands and Dudley was hanging out with his friends. Harry, of course, was stuck with the house chores. Raven was gaining an increasing interest in Hogwarts and asked him all the questions she could think of ("Can people without magic see this school?" "What creatures live in the Black Lake?"), and, being the helpful person she is, decided to do the chores with him ignoring all of his protests.
When the Dursleys finally arrived back home, Raven now knew to go up to the room early with her dinner, while Harry made some for his ungrateful relatives. Bored out her mind, she pulled out a piece of notebook paper and a pen, and started writing:
"Hey Titans,
Everything's is going alright here so far. How are things with you? I really miss you guys and wish you all could come along. However, Harry is a really nice person; I'm glad Dumbledore decided to entrust my stay with him. He has a really beautiful owl named Hedwig, and has been very helpful in preparing me for my stay at Hogwarts. However, his aunt and uncle are quiet rude and work him to the bone, I feel bad. And his cousin's just a bit strange, sneaking around the house and everything. Weird. Well, when you get the chance just write me back, Hedwig'll probably stay there until you are done answering me. Or you could just talk on the communicator, but I'm really trying to get used to this now seeing as I won't be able to use the communicator later.
Farewell,
Raven" She finished the last of her writings, folded it tightly into the envelope and handed it to a slightly Hedwig, who was glaring from being woken from her sleep.
"Sorry Hedwig. Do you think you can make this trip for me to my friends in California? Here are some treats." She fed her some from out of the little bag Harry had on the corner of his desk. "And I'll even stick some in an envelope for them to feed you when you get there." Grudgingly she took the envelopes and may her way out of the window.
"Hey Raven? Sorry, I can't be up here right now because my relatives have more chores for me to do tonight." Harry huffed, standing at the door.
"That's fine. I'll just meditate or read. Oh, and I used Hedwig to send a letter to my friends. I wanted to get used to using owl post before school started."
"Okay. I'll be downstairs." And with that Harry smiled, and made his way back to the living room.
Later that night, Raven wandered out into the hallway to stop in the bathroom while Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were catching up on some late night new before bed. Harry was stuck finishing some last minute chores. After finishing her dues, she opened the door to find Dudley Dursley at the doorway, eyes glazed at her, his frame trapping her in. 'Great, now I'm getting attacked in a bathroom! What's next?' She thought, and was resisting the urge to roll her eyes.
"Hey, little lady." Grinning widely, Dudley stayed glazing over everything from her head to her feet. Raven could picture a buck-tooth beaver checking out a hungry female alligator. Doom waiting to happen.
"My face is up here! What do you want?" She snapped, he was more of an annoyance than anything. She knew that he wasn't something to worry too much about.
"Oh, I think you know haha." Laughing stupidly, he closed her further into the bathroom.
"Whatever is on your mind is definitely not on mine, so I suggest you let me out of here!" Raven growled, vein pulsing harder in her head with anger each passing second.
"Uh-uh, I want to have fun first!" He growled and kicked his foot back to shut the door, reaching his hand behind him to lock the door.
"Raven?" She could faintly hear through the door, downstairs. "Quiet boy!" Vernon yelled afterwards, "I'm trying to hear the news!"
"Well too ba-" She was cut off when out of nowhere Dudley slammed her hands above her head. 'How did he grip my hands so fast?' Raven growled, turning her face away from his stale cigarette breath.
"You can't escape. Just give up, freak." He smiled condescendingly, as if he really had the upper hand. "What did you call me?" She asked in a dead even voice. "You heard me, freak!" flecks of spits flying in her face.
"Raven?" Louder this time the voice came from downstairs, she could feel Harry's nervousness, making his way up the stairs quickly.
Dudley continued to check her over like the sick creep he is, Harry was knocking on the door still calling her now, and was about to close in on her throat when she cocked her head to the side blocking him and gave her most menacing growl.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Dursley." She could feel Harry's nervousness turn into fear, and could tell that he had heard what she said. He resorted to banging next. "Dudley, open this door, now!" He growled.
"Shut up!" Dudley yelled at her, completely ignoring Harry, and banged her arms again onto the wall behind her. She had to put a stop to this now before Harry did something rash.
"That's it!" She yelled just as Harry was about to blast the door in with his wand, and suddenly Dudley screamed bloody murder running back to the door.
It was horrible, terrifying. The tall, four-eyed demon side in Raven was out and furious.
"I SAID GET OFF OF ME! NEVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN!" it roared, glowering at the now afraid Dudley Dursley. He banged open the door and ran out, jumping back from the furious Harry on the other side of the door.
"Raven!" Harry called, glimpsing the demon as it slowly shrank back into the petite, purple-haired girl. "Raven? Are you okay?" Harry whispered, walking slowly to her hunched form on the bathroom floor.
"I'm fine." She said in a gruff, slightly mean voice. She felt guilty as soon as Harry flinched. It wasn't his fault.
"I'm sorry, Raven! I-I was about to blast the door down with magic, but that was a last resort I-" Harry stuttered.
"Harry. It's okay. At least you heard me. But I had things under control; I didn't want to react until it grew really dire. What he got was actually me being nice." Raven gave him a small smile in hopes that he would calm down.
"I am really sorry. I'm supposed to be making you feel comfortable here as a guest and you get attacked by my cousin." Harry still looked highly upset, and put his head in his hands.
"I cannot believe I have to calm YOU down about MY situation. It's not your fault, Harry; don't blame yourself because your cousin's a sick, perverted, bully. Blame your aunt and uncle, blame his friends, blame him, but surely not you." Raven advised, calmly. Seeing that he wasn't going to move, Raven grabbed one of his hands, and dragged him back into his room. He immediately flopped on his bed, and placed his head once more into his hands.
"I can't believe this." He groaned. 'Is he always like this?' Raven suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, as she crossed her legs on the floor preparing to meditate. "Harry, go to bed. If I hear you tell me sorry for this again, I will throw you out of this window." And Harry smiled abashed, having no doubt about it.
"Goodnight." As she closed her eyes, placed her hands on her knees, and began her mantra, "Azarath Metrion Zinthos." And that was all Harry heard as he passed out, glasses pressed to his face.
