[A/N] Not part of my Adventures of Nox
Vampire's Blood
An American Girl
Harry Potter was extremely happy this morning. Which was unusual, because he was in a house with Dudley the Human Supertanker, his uncle Vernon who was beefy enough to be a cow, and aunt Petunia who was bony and nosey.
The reason he was happy was that his best friend Ron Weasly was coming to take him away from this place in four days. Even better they would be going to the British Quidditch Championship game before going to Hogwarts.
"Up! Up, now boy!" shouted Petunia as she banged on his door.
"I'm coming." He said back
When he heard the horse-faced woman walk away he put away the homework he just finished. Now he was even happier. He decided to go for a stroll in the park since Ron was coming at ten o'clock at night so the Durslys would be asleep.
The park was beautiful in the morning with the light from the early morning sun peeking over the horizon. He started to think about how lucky he was to be alive after meeting Voldemore thee times in the past.
He was so preoccupied that he slammed into someone at full force. It was a girl (No this will not be a Mary Sue) who had silky black hair that went down to her shoulders, gray eyes that where curently looking surprised, and was almost as tall as Harry.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I was thinking and not looking where I was going. Are you okay?" said Harry
"Well, I think I might live, but my sister will be mad when she sees what just happened to her pants." She said, apparently amused at how penitent Harry was. She had a distinctly American accent.
"Is there any way for me to make it up to you? I am very sorry. Oh, my name is Harry Potter."
"I should have looked where I was going. I am bored out of my skull here. What do you do for fun here? That would make it up to me. My name is Bridget Turner. I'm visiting my cousin here, I'm from Los Angeles, California."
"Well it's just your luck, because this has to be the most boring place on earth. There is nothing but a movie theater and the park you are in right now.
"Oh, great. Well how about you take me to the movies then?"
"Um, okay"
After a short walk back two Harry's house he ran up to his room and grabbed some money. He just hoped there was enough to get tickets; he also grabbed about seven galleons without noticing.
As they walked to the theater they talked about how boring the town was and what movie they would watch.
The movie was dull and rather insipid. Harry was glad that he had found someone who was nice. He had never met anyone in this town that was at least tolerable other than Mrs. Figg his eccentric babysitter.
Vampire's Blood
An American Girl
Harry Potter was extremely happy this morning. Which was unusual, because he was in a house with Dudley the Human Supertanker, his uncle Vernon who was beefy enough to be a cow, and aunt Petunia who was bony and nosey.
The reason he was happy was that his best friend Ron Weasly was coming to take him away from this place in four days. Even better they would be going to the British Quidditch Championship game before going to Hogwarts.
"Up! Up, now boy!" shouted Petunia as she banged on his door.
"I'm coming." He said back
When he heard the horse-faced woman walk away he put away the homework he just finished. Now he was even happier. He decided to go for a stroll in the park since Ron was coming at ten o'clock at night so the Durslys would be asleep.
The park was beautiful in the morning with the light from the early morning sun peeking over the horizon. He started to think about how lucky he was to be alive after meeting Voldemore thee times in the past.
He was so preoccupied that he slammed into someone at full force. It was a girl (No this will not be a Mary Sue) who had silky black hair that went down to her shoulders, gray eyes that where curently looking surprised, and was almost as tall as Harry.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I was thinking and not looking where I was going. Are you okay?" said Harry
"Well, I think I might live, but my sister will be mad when she sees what just happened to her pants." She said, apparently amused at how penitent Harry was. She had a distinctly American accent.
"Is there any way for me to make it up to you? I am very sorry. Oh, my name is Harry Potter."
"I should have looked where I was going. I am bored out of my skull here. What do you do for fun here? That would make it up to me. My name is Bridget Turner. I'm visiting my cousin here, I'm from Los Angeles, California."
"Well it's just your luck, because this has to be the most boring place on earth. There is nothing but a movie theater and the park you are in right now.
"Oh, great. Well how about you take me to the movies then?"
"Um, okay"
After a short walk back two Harry's house he ran up to his room and grabbed some money. He just hoped there was enough to get tickets; he also grabbed about seven galleons without noticing.
As they walked to the theater they talked about how boring the town was and what movie they would watch.
The movie was dull and rather insipid. Harry was glad that he had found someone who was nice. He had never met anyone in this town that was at least tolerable other than Mrs. Figg his eccentric babysitter.