The seats were filling and the students were stirring. Everyone was getting nervous except Harry. Which was making everyone else more nervous. Ron was holding his stomach and Hermione kept fiddling with her hair, she kept twisting it, twirling it, and straightening it. Then the ceremony started. Dumbledore came out and began his speech about schooling and life. Harry knew he might end up upsetting Dumbledore after all this but Harry took his chances.
"…And now our students…" Dumbledore said as a table of diplomas appeared, "Starting with Gryffindor, Susan Bones…"
He began, Harry knew it was only a few more after him. Harry touched his chest where his pendant laid against his bare skin. He grabbed it as he heard his name being called. Ron had already gone up to get his diploma. Harry took in a deep breath and walked out on to the stage. He saw everyone there, from the Weasley's to the Granger's. Harry then saw something incredible, he saw Uncle Vernon. Harry looked out to him as he nodded back. Harry stopped a few feet from Dumbledore and looked down to the ground. Dumbledore was confused yet curious. Harry looked up at Dumbledore and mouthed 'I'm sorry'. Harry turned toward the crowd and ripped off his pendant. Ginny was wrong about it being made of opal, it was an ancient stone made from opal but aged with magic. The pendant began to float as so did Harry. Everyone had thought he was going to cast black magic for the bubble that formed about Harry was dark and blacken almost. Dumbledore was astounded but knew Harry's wishes.
"Harry!" Dumbledore shouted, "If you think your going to leave without a diploma, you're joking yourself!"
And on that note, Dumbledore as frail as he is threw a diploma into the bubble and Harry caught it. Ron and Hermione were amazed but worried.
"What are you doing?!" Ron screamed.
"I'm… leaving." Harry said as he then disappeared.
Mrs. Weasley was on the brink of chaos. She ran towards Vernon who was about to leave. She caught him and yelled;
"Well aren't you going to do something?!"
"Listen, if he wants to go, I'll let him go." Vernon said as he tugged his arm away and walked to the station.
Harry was going faster and faster. Harry could feel his hair flatten against his skull and his clothes sucked onto his body. Harry knew he'd be able to find anew this way. The problem was he wasn't stopping, and the speed had become consistent. Harry knew he'd have to choose a place and concentrate hard on that one thing. Harry was concentrating but thought only of one thing, food. Therefore, he went to Beijing, China why? It's the capitol of Chinese food thought vendors may not be safe eating. Harry landed straight on the road into a small village. Harry knew this would be great. He took off his robe with revealed muggle clothes. He began to walk towards the village when suddenly an old woman on a carriage stopped beside him.
"Would you like a ride into Beijing?" she asked.
"Oh!" Harry said in delight, "You can speak in English!"
"Yes yes, but very little English." She said as she motioned to the back.
Harry nodded and jumped on. The carriage was full of hay so it wasn't so bad. Harry was so happy yet scared he just plopped down and fell asleep. Harry began to dream wonderful dreams of beaches and blue skies, with fields of wheat and people of all different kinds.