Harry lied without movement on his small cot on Privet Drive, everything around him was blurred and unfocused- his whole world has been turned upside down. It was only a few hours ago that one of his last adult mentors was finally put to rest. Sirius Black died just a few days ago trying to protect the world, as he knew it. Harry wish he could have done something… if only Sirius hadn't put the followed him he would still have his godfather with him in the realm of the living.
Why does everything have to happen to me? What did I do to deserve all of this? I want to be like every other teenager… I don't want to live in fear… I don't want to hurt anyone who makes the mistake of coming close to me… I have to get out of here…
With that Harry started to pack his trunk. Where he was going, even he didn't know the answer. He just knew that he had to get as far away from this world as he possibly could. Harry scribbled a quick note to Hermione and Ron telling them that he was leaving for a while and not to worry about him. He also added for them to not come looking for him. These were dangerous times, they risked enough just being his friends, he didn't need to put themselves on the line again on his accord. He quickly tied the two notes to Hedwig's leg and sent her on her way.
Harry gently opened his window as to not wake up the Dursleys. He set his broom just outside the opening and went back for his trunk. As he was hoisting the trunk through the window, he hit the lamp that was on his nightstand and it came crashing to the floor smashing into a thousand pieces. Harry quickly grabbed his invisibility cloak as Dudley Dursley rushed into the room. Harry hoisted himself out the window as one of Dursley's meat hooks grabbed his shirt. Harry was in no mood to be caught escaping, especially by fat little cousin. In one swift motion he punched Dudley squarely in the face and slammed the window down on his hands. With the deed done he hurriedly flew away, although he did not know exactly where he was going.
Harry flew around for hours trying to think of the best place to go. As he was flying over Hogsmeade he spotted the Shrieking Shack. "There we go!" Harry yelled. He was going to be spending a few nights in the Shrieking Shack. He didn't care about danger anymore, he didn't think he had much to lose anyway.
Harry started to descend upon the ghastly building and landing on the third floor terrace. He found a musty old bed, a few lamps, and an old dresser.
"Not much, but it'll have to do… at least for now…"
Harry quickly cleaned the bed without his wand, he still wasn't of age, and hoisted himself into the bed so he could call it a night.
Harry awoke the next day somewhat rejuvenated. That wasn't really the best bed he had ever slept on. He even considered it worst than the cupboard under the stairs. He slowly got out of bed and stretched out. He was quite sore for some reason; he figured it was because of the length of time he spent on his broom.
Harry decided to make a trip to Hogsmeade village since he had nothing better to do. He hoped he wouldn't see anyone he knew, they'd surely tell everyone what he was up to. He grabbed his wand and shoved it up his sleeve to conceal it. He exited the old house and moseyed down into his school year haven. He noticed that the village was quite busy for it not being a school year and all. He decided that he better get something to eat since he hadn't eaten in eleven hours. He quickly grabbed something to eat and went to the small shops around the village. He never knew that these shops existed until today. He was usually in such a rush that he never could take a look at what was really available in this town.
As he was scoping out one of the jewelry stores he noticed wand sheaths of many shapes and sizes hanging on the walls. He noticed two in particular. The first one he saw was solid gold with a gryphon with rubies for eyes holding a silver snake with diamonds for its eyes in the gryphon's mouth. Harry couldn't resist, he just had to buy that, no matter what the cost. The other was just as elegant. It was a silver studded gryphon that almost mimicked the other one. It too had the snake in its mouth. Harry didn't know what he'd do with two, but he decided he could probably make a gift out of the other one. He bought both of them and they came out to 2,000 galleons. Harry generally didn't carry that much pocket change with him on one outing so he just told the owner of the store to get it directly out of his vault. He gave them the information and was on his way. He placed the gold sheath on his left side and slid his wand into it. He placed the other scabbard in the pack he brought along with him.
Harry then headed towards the muggle village that was about a mile or two away from Hogsmeade. He rented a bicycle and made his way down the long road. He arrived at the small village in about forty-five minutes. He saw so many stores that he really didn't know where to start. He saw a sports good store and decided he could take a look there. Harry was looking around for ten minutes before he saw something that he really needed. Lying on the ground was a set of weights, a bench, and a leg press. Of course he didn't have the muggle money to pay for it at the moment, but he put that on the large list of things to get before school started again. He did have enough money to buy some formfitting shirts though, so he bought a set of those and was on his way.
It was getting close to lunch by the time Harry had finished his shop in the small city. Once again he got something to eat before he made the long trek back to Hogsmeade.
Harry arrived back at the Shrieking Shack by six o'clock that night. He didn't really have anything to do, so he decided he might as well take a ride on his broom. Right before he left he got a very angry note from Hermione about how he was being very unsafe in choosing to leave the Dursleys. Harry really didn't feel like being lectured at the moment, so he set it on his dresser to read when he got back.
Harry quickly grabbed his broom and kicked off from the terrace of the shack and started to soar through the night sky. Harry was in the air for at least two hours before he saw something very familiar to him. Right below him was none other than the Burrow. He decided he needed somewhere to stay, and the Burrow was probably his best possibility.
He landed quietly in the Weasley garden and put his broom in their shed for safekeeping. He didn't know how the Weasleys would welcome him; he just hoped they would. He cautiously knocked on the door.
It seemed like an eternity waiting for the small door to open. As he was about to turn around and go back to his makeshift home the door swung open with two furious girls standing in its frame.
"Oh shit…" Harry said under his breath. Standing at the door was none other than Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger and they both looked livid.
"I can't believe you ran away from your uncle's house! Dumbledore is going to be furious!" Hermione started.
"You could've been killed! Death eaters are on the loose and you think it's okay to just run away from the safety that the house offered you!" Ginny added.
Harry was getting quite tired of being lectured. "If you're quite done, I think I'll be on my way. It was stupid to even consider this." Harry started back for the shed and grabbed his broom before he kicked off again.
Left on the ground, Hermione and Ginny were even more furious than they were to begin with, but not at Harry, at themselves for chasing him away. Ginny wasn't going to let him get away from her again so she quickly shouted the bat bogey hex, she didn't care if the Ministry came after her, she doubted they would anyway. Harry wasn't expecting the hex so when it came into contact with his form, he was knocked off and plummeted towards the ground. When he met the cold earth there was a clear snap as his leg broke in three places.
Hermione and Ginny quickly ran to him. He was knocked unconscious and was lying with his leg awkwardly bending the wrong direction. Ginny rushed inside to get her mother while Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and prayed to God that he would be ok. She couldn't think of what would happen to her life if he weren't there with her. She was on the verge of tears when Mrs. Weasley came out clearly shaken due to the fact that Harry was on her property, yet the girls found it necessary not to tell her. She was furious at Ginny for even thinking about hexing him, let alone actually hexing him. She would deal with her later. She quickly picked Harry up and made a portkey for the girls and herself. They each touched it and felt the familiar tug at their navel as they were transported to St. Mungos.
Mrs. Weasley quickly talked to the mediwitch and set Harry in a wheel chair. The mediwitch quickly wheeled Harry to one of the emergency rooms where they would perform surgery. Mrs. Weasley had started lecturing Ginny about controlling her anger and how disappointed she was in her. Hermione took this opportunity to follow Harry to the back.
Harry awoke three hours later with something clutching his hand asleep on his side. Harry wasn't quite awake yet so it took him a few more seconds to realize that he was in St. Mungos and that Hermione was asleep at his side. He felt the cast on his right leg but didn't feel much pain; the doctors must have done a great job with his break. Anything was better than what he had to go through when Lockhart had tried to mend his arm three years ago. He gently shook Hermione awake. She awoke with a start but when she saw Harry awake her face lit up.
"Harry you're alright!" she yelled as she got up and hugged him.
"Yea… I am… what the bloody hell happened?" he asked scratching his head.
"Uh… Ginny kind of hexed you off of your broom and you fell and broke your leg… your broom and wand both shattered because of the impact… I'm so sorry Harry…"
Harry was on the breach of exploding with anger. Ginny had hexed him? His broom and wand had been broken? He was in St. Mungos with another injury? Hermione was with him the entire time? Of the two questions, the latter one interested him the most. He didn't know of anyone else who would've spent the night with him like that other than his two best friends. Speaking of which, Harry had no idea where Ron was. Of course, Ron wasn't out there when the whole thing took place, so he assumed that he was out in the waiting room with the others.
"It's alright… Hermione…"
"Yes," she responded.
"Thanks for staying with me."
"It was no problem Harry."
Hermione hugged him again and went out to get the rest of the family. Ron was the first person to enter.
"Hey, how are you doing Harry?"
"Not bad, don't really remember much… just a little sore is all…"
"That's good, hey I brought you something." Ron left the room for a second and returned with two boxes, one small and the other was quite large and something attached to his right hand. Harry recognized the small one as a box of chocolate frogs and the other he would just have to wait and see what they were. The person attached to his hand was none other than loony Luna Lovegood.
"Since I figured you'd be in here for awhile I brought you some chocolate frogs and some quidditch magazines."
"Thanks Ron, I appreciate it." Harry paused for a second to look through some of the magazines. "Now what's up with the whole hands thing?" Harry asked nonchalantly.
Ron blushed crimson and started to talk but Luna cut her off. "Ronald and I are dating."
Harry almost burst out with laughter but decided to spare Ron. "I'm happy for you Ron, you needed something like this."
"Thanks mate."
"Why don't you send in the rest of the family, I'd like to see all of you together."
"The nurse said that only a few people at a time could come in and visit you at a time…" Ron responded.
"I don't care, send them in. If the nurse has a problem with it tell her to come see me."
Ron nodded his head and headed back out to the hallway to grab the rest of the family. The whole Weasley family entered, all nine of them with their red hair blazoning. Ginny was the first to approach Harry.
"Harry, I'm so sorry… I never meant to hurt you."
"It's alright Ginny, at least I'm still in one piece… at least I think I am…" Harry chuckled.
The rest of the family also came bearing gifts. By the time they were all done Harry had enough sweets to last a lifetime. Harry was starting to get tired so asked everyone to leave. Everyone left the room except for Hermione.
"Hermione you don't have to stay with me again tonight."
"I know, I just want to watch over you Harry. I don't need to, I want to."
Harry wasn't really in the mood to argue so he just shut his eyes and tried to get some sleep. Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and laid her head down again. Harry couldn't understand why Hermione wanted to be with him so badly, but it was refreshing to him that someone cared so much about him. He fell asleep happy that night.
The flood of light that entered through his window the following morning awakened Harry. He sat up and looked around. Sitting on his lap was breakfast.
Well this is nice. He thought to himself. He had never been served breakfast in bed before. After he had finished his breakfast a man in a suit entered his room.
"Are you Mr. Harry James Potter?" he asked.
"Yes. Why do you ask?"
"Because I have some important business to discuss with you. It is about the wills of Sirius Black and James and Lily Potter. Are you in the mood to talk about his right now? I can come back later if you need me to."
"No, that's quite alright. I might as well get it out of the way."
"Ok. Harry, it seems that your parents and godparent left you a lot of wealth in their passing. First Sirius' will." The young man handed his a sheet of paper.
To a Harry James Potter:
If you are reading this Harry, I have undoubtedly passed on into the
other life. Please do not mourn for me; what I did was my choice. You
are the closest thing I ever had to a son. I leave you the Black Estate
and all its value. This includes Number 12 Grimmauld Place, the Griffon
Estate on the coast of Italy, and my entire family fortune. Please
accept this as my gift to you Harry. It would be a disservice to my
memory if you were to reject my gifts. You've grown into a great man,
Harry. Your parents would be proud of you. Keep living like you have
been and I know your life will be great. Oh, and watch out for that
Granger girl, I can tell that great things are going to come from her.
Don't let her out of your sight Potter!
Love,
Padfoot
Harry was on the verge of tears when he finished the will. He had to laugh because of the end of the letter. Even in the most solemn occasions Sirius couldn't help but make a joke. Harry would miss him so much. He handed the slip of paper back to the lawyer and in return the man in the suit gave him another piece of paper.
"This is your parents will Harry."
"Thank you."
To our son, Harry James Potter:
This is being composed as we run from the dark wizard Voldemort. If we
are to die and our son Harry is to survive, we leave everything that
own to him. Including the house in Godric's Hollow, the cottage in
Chudley, and the Potter Manor in Birmingham. We love you Harry.
Yet again, Harry was left in tears.
"Mr. Potter, you have become a very wealthy man. In overall value you have acquired over 3,500,290,000 galleons. The houses are under the protection of powerful spells and are being up kept by the house elves that your family owned. You may claim them whenever you want. To make all of this official, please sign on the dotted line below."
Harry picked up a quill and shakily signed his name to the sheet of paper. He couldn't believe that he had acquired all this wealth. It certainly was a new beginning for him. He would never have to go back to the Dursley's again if he had something to do with it.
(A/N) This is my second fan fic. Please READ and REVIEW for me, it helps me write better to what you want in the story. Hope you enjoyed it.
-Dom (Harry's Half Brother)