Disclaimer: Oh!! This is the second chapter of the fic I put up yesterday. I'm sorry I can't stop writing. I like to write stuff! Especially about Harry Potter. In which I dun own any of the characters so dun sue me. Thank you.
The way it is set up: Like in the 1st chapter. That's all I have to say!!! But in the second paragraph there is something there that you may find kind of racist. I AIN'T RACIST!! Ok? Enjoy.
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Chapter 2
Out Of the Ordinary
When they arrived in London, Harry thought of the perfect idea. Since he needed to get the items for school, he could just ask Uncle Vernon if he could go into Diagon Alley while they but Dudley's clothes. This would have to work. He told Uncle Vernon his plan and like always he disagreed. "I told you…no funny stuff!" he said with a disapproving voice. "Yeah but I have nothing to do. Like you're ever going to buy me clothes and I promise that I'll come back in two hours." Said Harry hopefully. Finally, Uncle Vernon agreed and Harry was on his way.
When he reached the Alley, there were lots of young wizards and witches. Harry could see lots of the first years. "I heard Hogwarts was huge! I hope I get into Gryfinndor. I heard Harry Potter goes there!" he heard one girl say. Harry smiled and walked away to search for his books and all the items he needed. 'But first…' he thought… 'Lunch'. He went to the nearest café he could find. He went to the counter and heard lots of laughing at the corner table. He turned around to see three girls there and two boys. Three of the girls were pretty. One of them looked very calm while she drank her coffee and sort of chuckled now and then at one of the boy's jokes. Another girl looked about her same age but kept talking to the other boy that was with them. The boy she was talking to was black and had green eyes. Now there girl that was sitting in between the girl with the coffee and the girl talking to the black guy. She was very pretty.
Harry looked at her again. She was laughing her head off at what the other guy was doing, which was putting bread sticks up his nose and looking retarded. The girl was the person that was catching his attention though. Where has he seen her before? He kept on staring at her while he ate his food. 'Maybe on television? On the street?' he thought and thought. And then he thought of the dream. He gasped and remembered. That smile, her face, the cloak she was wearing. It all came back to him now. And there she was laughing without a care in the world. He got up quickly and left the place. He looked back at it and walked away.
After buying his books and equipment, he went to another restaurant there on Diagon Alley. He sat down and sighed. He looked at his watch and it said 3:00pm. "Only an hour left. I guess I have nothing to do until then." He looked around and noticed a small wand on the floor. He got up and walked towards it. When he was about to pick it up, he saw a foot press down on it. "I think that belongs to me…" a small but soft voice said. He got up and there she was. Face-to-face with her. He picked it up and gave it to her, his mouth still open with shock. "Close yow mouth, Harwy. We arwe not a codfish." She said as she walked away. Harry definitely knew that speech problem and that soft voice. It was her. The girl from his dream…or was it a dream? Harry didn't believe it was a dream anymore. It was for real and she definitely knew him. But how come he didn't know her? "Who are you? How do you know my name?" he asked still looking at her. She was very pretty but he couldn't let her looks get to him. She giggled and said "If I told you that it wouldn't be much of a secret anymore, would it?" He stared at her. That's when they heard a calm voice " Dil! C'mon let's go! Dilly! There you are! We have to g-…oh! What do we have here?" She raised her eyebrows at Harry. "Gweat.. that's just gweat. You blew my covew. You wewe not supposed to say my name!" Dil said with a smile while chewing her gum hard. The other girl chuckled softly and looked at Harry. "Her name's Dilian and I'm Jessie. We're sisters." She added as Harry watched both of them. "You…" he said pointing at Dil, "You were at my house last night." She laughed and looked at him.
"Did I scawe you? Did I keep you up all night? I hope I didn't 'cause I didn't mean too." She smiled at him. Harry could feel his face get hot. "No..you didn't scare me. I was just a little confused. I got sleep last night." He said, shaking the hotness away. There was a bit of awkwardness but Jessie took it away. "We have to go now. Dad's waiting for us." She smiled at Harry and said, "It was nice meeting you again, Harry," She walked away. Again? Harry Frowned and he heard Dil laugh again. "Don't wowy. She didn't weally mean that. She can be weiwd sometimes. See ya!" She waved and ran away with her wand still in her hand. Harry waved back but didn't take the frown off his face. How did they know his name though? He didn't even know them. Oh well..he was a famous wizard. But how did she know where he lived? That didn't matter. He wouldn't mind another visit from her actually. He smiled when he thought this and walked back to where his Uncle, Aunt and cousin were. Knowing he was safe.
Or was he?
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Oh the suspense!!! I dunno 'bout you peoples but I'm gonna have a lot of fun writing this fake Harry Potter book. Tell me what you think will ya? Should I write another chapter? Either way I will 'cause I like to write! R/R!
