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Summary: Pre-Hogwarts. Harry has been tasked with a quest by his Aunt Petunia to discover himself and who he is as well as find the school which he will be attending.
Chapter 1
It was the first day of summer, Saturday June 14th, the summer where everything would change. Petunia had waited for this day and was very anxious. So far, everything had gone according to plan that she had set in motion three years ago. Vernon and Dudley had left on the plane last night to the new job Vernon had accepted. Petunia had lied to the neighbors stating that the whole family was going on vacation for the summer to the neighbors. She had a lot to finish before she could meet up with Vernon and Dudley.
Harry was cleaning out his cupboard like she had instructed him. Petunia had tried to set her foot down three years ago, when she had noticed something very odd about the boy who was supposed to be her nephew. He had made a certain look that seemed very odd, one that Petunia had recognized that belonged to someone else and not James Potter. She had mentioned what she saw to Vernon. Vernon couldn't see it. It had taken two years after that day before Vernon finally caved in and stopped abusing the boy. It had been a constant battle with Vernon, one that nearly ended in divorce. But she was finally able to convince him that everything they had been told had been a lie. Proof that Petunia found in the attic one day inside a little chest that had once belonged to Lily Potter.
The furniture would be staying, the home on Privet Drive hadn't been paid for by them anyway, after all, it had been paid for out of the money they had received for the boy. It was his home. As was the flat Petunia was going to take him to, though, that had been paid for in a different name. One of Vernon's employees who had recently ran into a bit of bind and needed a place to stay since he and his wife had broken up and she ended up with everything.
Petunia had managed the money over the last three years even better. Petunia always had a feeling they were being watched. She knew she had to get the boy out and away from observing and prying eyes. The boy was going to have the time of his life this summer, this was something both her and Vernon had agreed upon. The beatings had stopped only a year ago. He was still small for his age, this was something else Petunia had been trying to rectify. She had done the best she could having to fight Vernon and Dudley at every step. Everything was all set up and ready to go. Robert Nixon was more than willing to help out too, after all, he had been living in the flat not having to pay the bills.
"I'm finished, Aunt Petunia." Harry had said.
Petunia was pulled out of her musings. "Very good Harry. Come sit down."
She had been at the dinning table, putting the last touches on the envelopes that she had been writing on for years. Once Harry sat down, she closed the magical chest that had belonged to her sister Lily. There were quite a few things inside that chest that Harry was going to need this summer. Vernon had agreed to leave the child alone and when the opportunity came from his employer to relocate, Vernon had jumped at the chance. Petunia had thanked whatever God she could for that to have had happened. Petunia put on the best happy face she could muster at the moment.
"I have a surprise for you." Petunia told Harry.
She watched as his face lit up. "What?" Asked Harry excitedly.
"You remember I told you about a school. A boarding school?" Petunia asked him.
Harry nodded.
"I'm giving you a quest to find that school this summer. A very important quest. It's a secret quest and you can't let anyone know about it. I need your promise." Petunia told him.
"I promise. No one can know." Harry said.
Petunia could feel the air around them become heavy. She had felt this before around Lily. While she had not been magical, at least not enough to go to Hogwarts, she had been able to see things and feel things. Yes, she had been jealous of Lily growing up, but Petunia started to realize something, she wasn't quite normal either. She had always been able to sense things. Probably why it took her awhile to convince Vernon of what was around the boy, even though he still couldn't see it. She knew Harry would keep this promise.
She pushed the chest towards him, "Everything you need is inside this chest. You have one task you have to do every day till you get to your school and till you finish with it. Number four Privet Drive will always be your home. Do you understand?"
"Yes ma'am." Harry said as he took the chest.
"Go put that in the duffle I got you. We'll be leaving for the flat you are going to stay at this summer, and you may not start the quest till Monday."
Monday June 16th
Harry woke up a little after nine in the morning and sat up in bed. He liked this room, this was his quest room, but not home. After rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Harry pulled the covers off of him and headed for the bathroom. While he did his morning ritual, Harry kept repeating over and over again that number four Privet Drive was his home. Aunt Petunia had stressed this was very important and he would soon learn why this summer.
Once dressed in the new clothes that actually fit him, Harry grinned as he ate a bowl of cereal. Robert Nixon had already left for work. Harry liked him and he was a nice man. Over the last two days he had gotten to know him rather well. At first, Harry was nervous, but he could see that Robert wanted this summer to go well for Harry. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon was helping him out of a bind and getting him back on his feet. Harry thought this was all rather nice, considering they normally didn't do things like that. That was why Robert didn't mind in the slightest that Harry was staying with him this summer in London, Harry had reasoned.
Harry had a few rules he had to follow, like helping around the flat, making sure to pick up after himself, always leaving a note to where he was going for Robert if he was getting home late or anything like that. But it was rules that Harry didn't mind in the least. Once he finished the cereal he cleaned the table off and did the morning dishes and put them up. Harry thought about yesterday when Robert had taken him to the play park and Harry had to tell everyone he was Brandon Nixon. Harry didn't mind this at all, he rather liked being Brandon. After all, it had kept him from opening everything in the room. His Aunt didn't want him to open anything but the two drawers that held his new clothes. Harry then headed back to his room. He had a quest to begin.
Harry took the chest that he had placed on the dresser off and sat down with it on the bed and opened it up. The first thing he noticed were quite a few envelopes all were numbered. He pulled out the first one and opened it up.
Dear Nephew,
Your journey and quest has now begun. Besides this chest, the whole room in which you are in is designed to help you discover things, not only about your new school, but also about yourself. Vernon and I want to apologize for how we treated you. We should have never had done so. Some things are learned the hard way. And we are sorry. The chest which contains everything is now yours, it belonged to my sister Lily. I realized, I never told you anything about her. I had my reasons. You are going to discover some things you might not like. Some things are going to take time to understand. I believe you will be able to understand these things, but we are going to do this slowly, one step at a time. I realize I'm not with you on this journey. It is after all your journey, this is something I am not really allowed to do. Some things need to be explained to you. Here is your tasks for today, after all, we can't send you out on your quest without preparing you.
1. Get rid of any clothes you packed up from your cupboard. You will no longer be dressed as a hoodlum.
2. You have only three sets of clothes. We are going to expand your wardrobe this summer.
3. Your scar is noticeable. You are going to learn to hide this scar. Inside the closet on top cubby is a make-up kit. One of the new ones that is fully waterproof and can't come off easily in case of accidents.
So for today, you get to learn to hide your scar. Read the directions and practice till you get it right. Until then, you can not move on in your quest.
Love,
Aunt Petunia
Harry reread the letter. He liked his scar at times, it was shaped like a lightening bolt, really the only interesting thing about him. Harry liked that his Aunt apologized, at first he never really understood why they treated him the way they did. Also, he noticed that he would be learning about himself. This was something that excited him as well.
Getting up, Harry found all the old clothes he had packed and had brought with him. It wasn't quite a lot considering it filled up half a trash bag. Leaving the flat, he took it down to the big green bin that sat outside. He placed it inside and noticed that he felt lighter after he had done so. Like he was getting rid of something. Harry wasn't quite sure what it was, but he liked the new feeling he had after doing so. Like he felt more normal than he had ever had. He headed back up to the flat and saw himself back inside.
The directions in the make-up kit appeared to be simple. His Aunt had supplied four of these kits. Harry learned one thing after four hours being in the bathroom in front of the mirror. Make-up was not as easy as he thought it would be. He took a break and had lunch while he watched the video that came with the kit. The women on there made it look so simple. After lunch he tried again. He finally got it correct an hour before Robert would be getting home from work. Harry felt proud of himself of his accomplishment. His scar didn't look like it was there at all, for that matter, it didn't look like he was wearing make-up. He was now able to blend it where it looked exactly like his skin on his face.
Robert had called earlier and said he was bringing pizza home for dinner. Harry cleaned up everything in the bathroom and made sure it was clean. Robert walked through the door after he had finished and had everything back in his room.
"Brandon?" Robert called out.
Harry had agreed with Aunt Petunia and Robert that he would go by this name and not to use his real one. So Robert called him nothing but that.
"Yeah?" Harry asked as he poked his head out of his room.
"Pizza is here." Robert said as he placed the pie box on the table.
Harry came out of his room and headed for the table. Robert had pulled out two plates and sat them down on the table along with napkins. He sat down then looked up at Harry.
"Your scar is gone." Robert said.
Harry grinned at him, "nope. Still there, just learned to hide it today."
Robert smiled at him. His blue eyes shining. "Good deal. I had a few tasks that your Aunt left me as well. Tomorrow, I made an appointment for the eye doctor down the street. You need to be there at two in the afternoon."
Harry was shocked. He didn't realize Robert had been recruited for his quest. Maybe he didn't know about the real reason behind the quest, but it still surprised him. "I don't have money to pay for that."
"That's all covered. Don't you worry about that. You need new glasses." Robert said as they both started eating.
The rest of the evening went well. He and Robert watched some programs on the television. When it started getting late, they went off to their rooms. Harry settled in his bed in the boxers he slept in along with a t-shirt.
Tuesday June 17th
The morning had gone well for Harry. His Aunt had left him workbooks to go through back over all of his school years. He was surprised at first. They never really liked him getting better grades than Dudley. His Aunt wanted him to do his best and check all his answers and repeat the ones he had gotten wrong. He thought it was rather silly going back over the younger year workbooks but did it. He was done with three years of primary by the time it was for him to see the eye doctor.
The eye doctor had been interesting. He didn't realize how many tests they did. What was even more surprising was that he would have contacts. So he could actually go without glasses if he wanted. He ended up leaving with glasses but his contacts would arrive next week. Harry even ended up with sun glasses. Everything had already been paid for and he only had to pick up his contacts when they came back in.
The world around him was much brighter. Harry grinned at everything he saw as he made his way back to the flat. The changes were overwhelming at first, but he loved every minute of it. He noticed the new glasses didn't give him a headache like the old ones did.
Once back in the flat he pulled out the second to the last workbook. He had two more to finish before he could move on with his quest. Besides the workbooks, he saw a few reading books as well that his Aunt had wanted him to read this summer. Harry knew very well that Dudley hated to read. Harry liked to read and he was happy his Aunt was keeping him busy in things he never really got to do before. After all, he was being equipped for his quest.
Saturday June 21st
Once Harry had breakfast and finished the breakfast dishes, Robert told him he had to work today. Robert would more than likely have to work every weekend for awhile. He was paying off the debt he had incurred from his ex-wife. Harry went back into his quest room. He had finished the primary workbooks on Wednesday. Thursday he started a new language: Latin. He had been working on the language course the past two days as per his instructions from Aunt Petunia. He couldn't advance his quest for school yet till the course was finished. But she had written in the letter for that about the weekend side quests.
He pulled open the first envelope and his eyes went wide with astonishment. Not only was there a letter inside, but also money. He had been given 50 pounds, and a pass to the museums. Harry smiled as he opened the letter to find out what his side quest was for today.
Dear Nephew,
Today we broaden your mind and your wardrobe. Inside your quest closet is a large black leather backpack. This is your weekend quest adventurers pack. Inside you will find a map of London, and a pass for the tube to get around. After all, not all of your questing will be indoors this summer.
For the broadening of your mind. You will need a notebook in which to write your observations into and something to write with. You will find one already inside the adventurer's pack along with a pencil. Things you are to observe for today.
1. How do children act in public around each other?
2. How do children act in public with their family?
3. How do you tell if a child is alone?
4. How can you make yourself appear to not be alone?
Watch, listen, and learn.
Never let anyone know you are alone. Use your head, write everything down you observe. Think of every angle that you can use. Be clever, be cunning, and above all remember your manners. Your manners can open doors and shut them as well on people who think you are alone. Be studious and watchful.
Things you are to buy for today.
1. A t-shirt.
2. A ball-cap.
3. A watch.
All of these can be found in the museum's gift shop. Optional purchases can be done if you use your head. Be thrifty, be selective, and bonus if you can purchase drawing pads and pens in the gift shop.
For learning, observe the paintings, the different art works and statues around the museum halls. Even the building itself can broaden your mind, take in the sites and gather information.
Love,
Aunt Petunia
Harry was giddy with excitement. He reread the letter. Just last night, he and Robert had watched an animated version of 'The Hobbit'. Harry had fallen in love with it. Bilbo Baggins had excellent adventures. He had started the reading of the book last night after watching the show. It was one of the books his aunt wanted him to read. Now he was getting an adventure of his own which had prizes at the end of it. Harry felt very much like Bilbo, like he was being pushed out the door by Gandalf to hurry and catch up to the dwarfs.
He tore himself away from the letter and headed for his adventurer pack in the closet and pulled it out. Inside was exactly what Aunt Petunia said it would contain. He couldn't help the feeling of the overwhelming feeling of happiness that flooded through him. He found several museums which were clearly marked with numbers. The number one museum was fairly close to him and would be a short ride on the tube. He gathered everything he thought he would want to take. He put at least two bottles of water inside the pack from the kitchen and made a couple of sandwiches as well. He wasn't sure how long it would take to view the museum having never gone to one before. He wrote a note for Robert and placed it on the counter where all the notes were suppose to go in case he left. After double checking in the mirror to make sure his scar still remained covered, he locked up the flat and headed out.
After Harry got off the tube two blocks from the museum, he saw a street vendor that had hats. He saw the black ball cap, not even thinking about getting one in the museum. He purchased it for five pounds and placed it on his head and headed for he museum.
Meanwhile back in the wizarding world Severus Snape was sitting in a chair in the parlor of the Malfoy Manor now pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Severus stop that." Narcissa scolded him.
Severus suppressed a snort. "I don't see why I have to go with your family to a museum that is clearly a family outing."
Narcissa groaned. "Because if we never forced you to go out with us you would stay home in that dungeon lab of yours in Spinner's End. You need to get out and live a little and quit setting a bad example for your godson."
He removed his hand from the bridge of his nose and placed it back on the top leg he had crossed and glared at Lucius who was standing beside her with a satisfied grin on his face.
"The last time you said I needed to get out and live a little you set me up with a woman." Severus doled out.
"It is time you moved on Severus." Lucius added.
Severus stood. "You two are unbelievable. First the Headmaster making me sit through all those interviews for a new history of magic teacher. Then he makes me take Aurora to dinner, wants me to make amends with the woman because we might be working together. As if that were possible to make amends with Alastor Moody's daughter. What is this? Gang up on Severus month. This is my holiday away from all the brats. I should be able to do whatever I want."
"If Uncle Severus is not going then I don't want to go either." Draco crossed his arms and sat back in the chair with a pout.
Severus turned and looked at his godson. "Don't you play that guilt card on your mother and father. I told you before, you are not to use me as an excuse for anything your parents have planned."
"Then you'll just have to come with us Severus." Narcissa said. "Draco needs to see some of those works."
"But they are by muggles." Draco said. "It is stupid."
"Sit up straight." Lucius admonished his son.
"Not all of them are by muggles, Draco." Narcissa said. "Some of those works are by witches and wizards, you'll see after we get there. Even you will know a few names."
"I will join the party, but I don't like being thrown into a place where you pull woman after woman in front me." Severus said.
Narcissa came over and took Severus's arm and patted it. "I am just showing you what life has to offer for a bachelor who is need of a woman's touch. It's not all about potions and teaching, there are other things Severus."
Severus grimaced.
Twenty minutes later the Malfoy's along with Severus were walking up the steps towards the museum. Narcissa broke away and greeted a woman in tea length sun dress and then started back over to where they were.
"Can't you control your wife Lucius?" Severus asked.
Lucius chuckled and slapped Severus on the back, "take it like a man."
"Severus, I would like you to meet Gertrude Flowers." Narcissa said.
Severus swallowed back a snarl, the woman was not very pleasing to his pallet at all. Flowers indeed, Merlin help me! Her perfume was so sickly sweet he wanted to hurl. Severus inclined his head towards the woman.
"Miss Flowers it is nice to make your acquaintance." Severus told her.
Then the insipid giggling came. He wanted to put a langlock curse on the woman's tongue. Severus looked away and saw the elderly lady trying to make her way down the stairs, her cane came down balanced on the edge and slipped, the bottom of the cane popping off. It was like slow motion he turned and took two steps for her as a little boy came racing up the steps with a black ball cap on his head. The little boy had reached her first and carefully had her back to standing up.
"Are you okay ma'am? Anything hurt?" He asked.
"Goodness! I don't think so, just gave this old woman a fright is all." The grandmother said.
"Why don't you let me escort you down the steps and we'll have a look at your cane. Shall we do that?" The boy asked.
Severus watched as the grandmother patted the boy's head and agreed. He stooped over and picked up the bottom of the cane and looked at it. It wasn't worn, merely slipped off. They had reached the bottom of the steps and the boy had led her to a bench. He looked at the bottom of the cane then his head came up searching for the missing part. Severus whistled and the boy looked right at him. He saw the most enchanting green eyes, they looked a lot like Lily's had been, a deep emerald. They were striking behind a pair of titanium glasses the child wore. The boy held up his hands and Severus tossed the bottom portion of the cane to the boy. He caught it and bent down to fix the cane. Severus shook his head out of the stupor he had been in when the sickly sweet smell filled his nostrils again and felt a hand on his arm.
"He has such good manners and is ever so helpful. I would like to have a child like that some day." Gertrude said.
Severus rolled his eyes and turned to look to see where Narcissa had gone so he could kill her. "I do believe our party is already inside Miss Flowers. Kindly remove your hand before I do it for you." Severus sent a glare her way letting her know she had breached a boundary and protocol and was not pleased with it.
Gertrude removed her hand quickly like it had just been scalded in hot flame. "I'm very sorry Mr. Snape, I forgot my manners and was just overcome with seeing such in the boy."
"Evidently so." Severus said glaring down at her.
He glanced back to the bench the grandmother was still sitting there but the boy was nowhere in sight. Severus spun on the step and made his way into the gallery after opening the door for Gertrude. He strolled along side the woman slowing his normal steps. Before this was all over Severus knew he would have a pounding headache from the woman's perfume alone.
"Narcissa tells me you have never married." Gertrude said.
"That is correct." Severus said.
He saw Lucius and Narcissa talking and pointing out different things for Draco. He wasn't about to make this easy for Gertrude. She had already offended him and he wasn't happy about it. He wasn't happy about what Narcissa had done either by forcing another woman in front of him. Severus scanned the gallery, he actually liked this museum, but it was dampened by the woman who was next to him.
"You're a Master and teacher in your profession as well." Gertrude said.
Severus's lips thinned. His name was well known in the wizarding world where potions were concerned. He didn't like the woman as she was cataloging his assets right at the moment.
"That is correct." Severus said.
Severus caught sight of the boy from the front steps of the museum, he watched as the boy went really close to one of the paintings and slowly started moving back from it. He couldn't see the boy's face, he did note the black hair that was sticking out from under the cap. The child looked to be on the small side as well, he guessed his age to be eight, maybe nine at the most. He did not see anyone calling out for this child to come to them. They walked closer to him and Severus paused behind the boy about a foot. He saw the boy's body tense up, Severus knew that reaction rather well, he had seen it on other children before. He didn't see a mark on the boy's neck, no overt signs of abuse. The boy knew someone was behind him as seeing the boy's personal space was larger than most and very aware of his surroundings.
"I like the brush strokes," Said Gertrude who moved and bent down next to the boy. "What do you think?"
Severus watched as he got a side view of the boy's face as he gave her a reply. He had an ivory complexion, his cheeks a little gaunt and sunken in but not overtly so. Severus wanted another look at that face. It hadn't just been the eyes, but the boy's visage had that nagging ring of familiarity to it.
"I am sorry ma'am, but I am not allowed to talk to strangers. If you'll excuse me, I need to meet my parents in the next hall over." The boy said and then slightly inclined his head to Gertrude.
Then he pivoted and looked up at Severus. "Thank you for the help with the cane sir. She was much appreciative. Have a pleasant visit to the museum sir." He gave Severus a nod.
Severus gave him one back and watched the boy head to the other side of the gallery. He didn't see any markings on the boy's visage at all. No scar on his forehead, Severus had looked for it. Those eyes still held him fascinated because they reminded him so much of Lily's. He wondered what the boy's hair looked like, but wouldn't be able to tell if it had that Potter look to it. But the boy had said he needed to meet his parents. Severus closed his eyes going back over what it was like to see James for the first time on the train. He was comparing the boy that had been in front of him to the boy memory in his mind of James Potter. There were similarities, but differences as well. Yes the boy looked like him, but the way the boy walked and how he spoke was humbling, nothing at all like what James Potter would be like. The Potter's were notorious for their struts and Gryffindor bravado. This boy had none of that.
"Severus?" Lucius asked. "Is everything okay?"
Severus opened his eyes as Lucius stood in front of him. He noticed Gertrude was now standing next to Narcissa.
"I'm fine." Severus told him.
"Gertrude was under the assumption you had gone into some sort of trance." Lucius explained.
"Good, maybe she'll leave now if she thinks I have a mental defect." Severus said.
Lucius smirked. "That would be one way of getting rid of the woman." He noticed Lucius shake his head as he looked across the room to Narcissa and Gertrude.
"Cissy is not happy. I'll take care of that later. What were you lost in deep thought about?" Lucius asked.
"Let's walk to the next gallery over. I need to have another look at that boy again." Severus said.
"What boy? The one that helped the elderly woman outside." Lucius asked.
"That's the one." Severus said as they both strode to the next gallery leaving the women and Draco.
"Are you going to let me in on this?" Lucius asked.
"He shows signs of being abused, but no marks that can be seen." Severus whispered.
Lucius scowled. Severus knew that would get him on his side rather quickly. They both had abusive pasts and Lucius had helped him when he got to Hogwarts, he was the fifth year prefect and picked it up rather quickly when Severus was in first year.
"Far end." Said Lucius.
"I see."
Severus and Lucius made their way while they surreptitiously looked at the paintings while keeping an eye on the boy. Lucius leaned on his cane as if studying one of the paintings and glanced at the child. He could tell the boy's eyes were constantly roving over the room. Lucius bet the boy already had escape routes planned if they moved to quickly to corner him. He noticed Severus had moved to the next gallery over and Lucius staid in this one. The boy walked slowly while throwing him a rather curious look into the gallery that Severus had entered five minutes before. Lucius hung back, the boy was suspicious already and he didn't want to frighten the child. He could clearly see the boy was alone and no guardian was around him.
Severus saw the boy's face as he entered the gallery of statues, the boy clearly looked shaken and disturbed by something. He watched as the child took deep breaths and let them out slowly as he shot glances back towards the way he had came. Severus did a silent disillusionment charm on himself so he wouldn't startle the child as he came near the statue which he now stood by.
"Calm down, deep breaths." The child whispered softly to himself. "Nothing to worry about unless he follows to the next two halls. If he does, just time to leave. Keep the promise, got to stay hidden, can't be noticed."
Severus sent a silencing charm on his shoes so he could follow the boy. He didn't like what he heard already, this boy was hiding from someone and clearly he needed help. Severus followed him and watched his movements. The boy showed signs of abuse in his actions as well a few scars that he just noticed on the boy's arm that wasn't covered by his shirt. They were old and healed, but scars none the less. He saw the boy peer around another statue and he looked toward the door and saw Lucius come in.
"Okay, stay calm. Maybe he is really just looking at the sculptures. Nope, he isn't, that is twice now with that look and I don't know what that look is." The boy said softly.
Severus noticed the concerned look Lucius had sent the boy. The boy hadn't recognized the look, meaning he had never been shown this look before from someone. He followed the boy who picked up his pace as he looked between three choices for different halls, the boy chose the one on the right and headed to it and this time instead of walking he moved to the wall and put his back side to it as he watched the door. Severus smiled, the boy was partially hidden behind a plant and the bench that was blocking a full escape to the door, but it would also give the boy a clear advantage of watching the watcher. Severus leaned against the wall next to the boy who was barely breathing. The boy clearly had the skill of being quiet and staying hidden, this hadn't been the first time this child had to use this skill, it was too well honed. That in and of itself didn't sit right with him.
Lucius walked through the door and walked over to the next set of statues that was across the room before he started looking for the boy. Severus watched as the boy had moved like a cat stalking its prey silently as he headed back out before Lucius saw him. Severus followed the boy who was now walking quickly back the way he had come, clearly in panic and flight mode.
Instead of leaving the museum that he thought the boy would do, he went into the gift shop and started looking around. Severus had to move carefully with all the people around and to make sure he didn't knock into anyone. He wanted something that the boy was wearing that he could enchant, he saw the watch and cast a silent tracking charm on the boy's watch. He would be able to locate the boy again. Severus figured he would let the boy enjoy the museum and not chase him out of it, he could find the child later tonight and check up on him. He turned and left the shop to go find Lucius.
Harry's heart pounded in his chest. He didn't see the blonde man anymore nor the other one who had been in the room as well. Harry had felt pretty well spooked but he was slowly calming back down now that he had given them the slip. He looked around the shop and came across the watches. The one he had was old and didn't work half the time. This had been on his list of things to get, he picked one up and found the children's shirts as well for the tube. Harry added up the two items in his hand and went to see what the art supplies would cost. He could also get a small drawing pad and a small pack of drawing pencils. He went and paid for the purchases. Harry was pleased that he had enough in his pockets to pay for the purchase.
Taking his time he walked out with his bag as he looked around the museum. The artwork was beautiful. He made sure to peer inside the next room to make sure the blonde man wasn't in there before he stepped inside. Harry noted that they were a family. He had seen the blonde man and what he thought might be his wife and his son. The dark haired man was with a woman, but some of the looks he was sending her didn't appear to Harry that he liked her very much. Anytime he ventured into a room they were in he made sure he stuck to a family that had several kids with it so he could blend in. All said and done, he enjoyed the museum. On his way out, Harry discarded his old watch and replaced it with the new one. He tossed the old one in a trash bin that was outside the tube station and went down to head back to the flat.