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Edit: Oh my...

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Thanks for Cho-No-Iro for noticing... I actually reposted an earlier chapter.

They were right next to each other in my Doc Manager for some reason, so misclick happened... Wow.

Here is the real chapter 14.

Chapter 14

This was not good. He really should've listened to his father after all, but how could he? But no, he had to go and run off before his brother could wake up. In the end, when he had seen him stirring, it had been a snap decision between,

"Oh, hell, he's waking up. What do I do?!" and "Stay calm, he's not going to punch me in the face."

Just staring into that semi-conscious face, he couldn't keep the nervousness from rising to the surface. Everyone up to this point in his life had rejected him in some way, had seen him as a freak. Except for a select few, and that was still out for the running.

So, against his better judgement, when his brother started to wake up, he ran away. Supposed hero of the wizarding world, running away from the only person his age that might possibly understand his predicament?

Real smart Harry.

Where the heck was he supposed to hide anyway? It's not like there were very many places, just a rock or two in the distance.

Which is where he found himself currently. Here he was, sneaking along like someone with something to hide…I mean really?! What was he supposed to say to him, just

'Hi, I'm your long lost brother that you never knew you had, and I'm like you… but I'm also a freakin wizard?'

'Oh, and you might be one too?'

No way would that go over well, especially with no one that Duncan would know to back Harry up. Would he trust a random freak off the streets, especially with news that no ordinary person would easily believe? No. He wouldn't.

So hiding it was.

Even from this distance, he could see the blondes eyes fluttering as he woke up. First and foremost, he seemed confused, glancing about, before looking up at the sky. If Harry would be in his position, he'd be trying to figure out his approximate location, except Harry would've tried to use a spell, while Duncan didn't.

So he followed his brother to the trailer, hiding behind the occasional rock and staying far enough away that he wouldn't be noticed. Even with those extra precautions, he still occasionally had to throw himself to the ground and hope that no one would see him. An invisibility cloak would really come in handy about now. But sadly, he didn't have one. He had to listen to some pretty awkward stuff, what with the girl trouble.

His brother was oblivious. It was obvious that this Kenny kid had a crush on this Isabelle girl. The jealous edge to his voice was pretty obvious, and if he was saying that, it was kind of easy to see. But he wasn't really one to be saying anything, what with his unrequited crushes….. and Ginny.

So he was stuck skulking along like a normal human. Heh, he didn't think he'd be normal in any way ever again. Just his luck to have it in a way that wasn't exactly what he wanted. Story of his life.

-A While Later-

The sun settled more towards the edge of the horizon, the setting sun dying the sky a dusky red. As time had gone by and the conversation inside had gotten quieter and quieter until it just stopped, he had found himself beginning to doze in the cooling temperatures, a relief from the sharp heat of day.

He woke up, alert in a second however, to the sound of tires crumbling on a gravel driveway, turning off the poorly paved road. The sound of a door closing, muttered conversation, a few yes ma'am's, a few no ma'am's, and he knew his options were dwindling quickly. So, once heard Kenny go back inside (he may have known about Duncan, but he didn't necessarily need to know about him) he walked slowly into the open.

Being without any kind of cover, any kind of shelter made him nervous. He'd always been hiding from things, whether in the moment- the invisibility cloak, from view. Or the long term, Voldemort, from the truth. So being so vulnerable, nothing to hide behind, having to face the possibility of rejection from people he already cared about so much. The having to possibly face the idea that something he has always wanted, something that is just within his reach, within his sights. Only to be rejected, and hands breath away from the only actual blood relatives he'd ever had the chance of meeting.

But if he didn't reach for it, he'd have to live with the knowledge that he'd been so close, and it'd have been his own fear to hold him back. Plus, backing out wasn't really an option with that stupid dragon looming over his shoulder, if he didn't do anything, his only option was to go back to him… or Hogwarts. Which still really wasn't an option either with him stuck in his current state.

The car wasn't … exactly what he expected, it was too normal. The exact opposite of what he expected a wizard who had a relationship with a Kaiju. Let alone the king of the Kaiju, and who had a son tougher than most tanks.

His feet made prints in the sandy terrain, feet sinking in inches as he walked towards the car.

They didn't see him.

"Excuse me."

Nothing.

"Hello!"

Oh you've got to be kidding me.

At this point the doors were closed; the engine was starting and they were already pulling out, the car revving, wheels turning on the giving earth.

Duncan's POV

They had been driving for less than five minutes when something flashed in front of their car. It had been silent, his mother just driving, and him thinking about the earlier incident with his father. Clenching his fist and opening it, noticing the harder nails, the pointier tips, and the thick skin on the knuckles.

And suddenly his mom was swerving, and he was instinctively gripping the arms of the seat. Tires squealed, and there was a resounding crack as something hit the windshield of the car. They kept moving, as they went off the road, car rolling into a shallow ditch by the side. He was practically sideways, but otherwise fine, thanks to his hardy constitution, but he wasn't sure about his mom.

"Ugh, Mom, you alright?

She was trying to breathe around the airbag that had popped out of the wheel, muttering a hasty "Fine, sweetie. As soon as I get out of this, we're going to get the car out of the ditch, and then we're going to leave alright? Whatever that creature was could still be close by."

"Moommmm," he whined, before taking his nails and poking a whole in the side of the airbag, allowing it to deflate, releasing both of them from their respective restraints.

Shhing him, she reached into the car panel and pulled out a small laser rifle, and he heard a slight whirring as it came to life.

About to open the car door, she heard the sound of shifting on the other side, and she quickly brought the gun up, shoulders squared ready to fire as soon as the door opened. Hearing a hand on the other side of the door, she heard a soft,

"Sorry about that… I just wanted to get your atten-"

The door creaked open and she saw a flash of tired eyes, a weak smile, before she tightened her grip on the gun- against her instincts, and fired.

Sorry it's short. Longer chapters just worsen my terminal disease- procrastination. I actually have a chapter coming up though, that is about 2500 words! That's like a record for me!

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also... I tried my best to give you some kind of representation of what Harry looks like, as the cover art...I'm no artist, but no way my brother would draw something for me.I tried my best, hope it helps a bit, Oracion de las Estrellas.- If anything, I can say I tried.