Part 4
(Disclaimer - blah I don't own any characters at all I am nothing *goes into zombie-like trance* - mutant enemy, joss, David g + j.k Rowling, I just use 'em and abuse 'em) (I don't really know what I was thinking when I wrote, yes I am insane, no I am not on medication. All Question answered? Yes? No? Who cares. On to the actual story)
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^^ It was the end of the holidays. Finally Harry could relax. Well, probably not. Voldemort was back to full strength, and angry that Harry had lived yet again. At least he would see his friends again. Especially Dawn. He blushed; Dawn was his friend, nothing more. Well, for now anyway. He missed Ron and Hermione. It wasn't fair, just when everything was going so well, Voldemort had to go and spoil everything. He thought of Neville and his parents. A wave of hot anger coursed through him like electricity. It wasn't fair. Not for him, not for Neville and definitely not for Cedric Diggory. Once again Harry had barely escaped with his life, but then, he thought maybe next time I won't be so lucky.
Harry trailed along Diagon Alley, to the Leaky Cauldron where he was meant to meet Dawn. After that they would go shopping, and then..well who knows?
Dawn had butterflies in her stomach She was going to see Harry. Ok, so she saw him all the time, but this was different, wasn't it? She spotted Harry waiting outside the Leaky Cauldron and practically squealed; "Hey Harry!!!!"
Harry heard the squealing and then saw a mass of teenage brunette running towards him at breakneck speed, arms out. "Hi.." Before Harry could finish his sentence, they were piled on the floor. *Hmmmm this isn't so bad* thought Harry, from underneath Dawn. What he actually said was; "I take it you missed me then?"
"Duh scarface! How are you, I mean after the whole Voldemort thing and well I just wanted to know if you were ok." "Dawn I'm fine. Squashed, but fine." Dawn squealed again, "Oh my God Harry I'm so sorry." She got off him so he could stand up. They looked at each other for a while, saying nothing, just looking. "Woah, Harry, you're kinda tall." "You've grown too Dawn. " His voice was a bit husky, indicating exactly how she'd grown. "Errrm, yeh. Anyway, we have to get all our stuff for this year. Buffy and I got you a Birthday present, Ok it is late, but we wanted you to have it." She gave him a large box, wrapped in green wrapping paper. Harry tore off the paper, and opened the box, to reveal a beautiful longsword with his name engraved in the hilt, and a line of lightening similar to his scar down the blade. "Wow. Dawn, thanks." He didn't know what to say. No-one had ever given him a weapon as a present before, but this was amazing. She smiled, shyly and threw her arms around his neck. "I'm glad you like it. I thought it might come in handy, you know with all the crazy shit going on." "Yeh. Thankyou."
(Disclaimer - blah I don't own any characters at all I am nothing *goes into zombie-like trance* - mutant enemy, joss, David g + j.k Rowling, I just use 'em and abuse 'em) (I don't really know what I was thinking when I wrote, yes I am insane, no I am not on medication. All Question answered? Yes? No? Who cares. On to the actual story)
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^^ It was the end of the holidays. Finally Harry could relax. Well, probably not. Voldemort was back to full strength, and angry that Harry had lived yet again. At least he would see his friends again. Especially Dawn. He blushed; Dawn was his friend, nothing more. Well, for now anyway. He missed Ron and Hermione. It wasn't fair, just when everything was going so well, Voldemort had to go and spoil everything. He thought of Neville and his parents. A wave of hot anger coursed through him like electricity. It wasn't fair. Not for him, not for Neville and definitely not for Cedric Diggory. Once again Harry had barely escaped with his life, but then, he thought maybe next time I won't be so lucky.
Harry trailed along Diagon Alley, to the Leaky Cauldron where he was meant to meet Dawn. After that they would go shopping, and then..well who knows?
Dawn had butterflies in her stomach She was going to see Harry. Ok, so she saw him all the time, but this was different, wasn't it? She spotted Harry waiting outside the Leaky Cauldron and practically squealed; "Hey Harry!!!!"
Harry heard the squealing and then saw a mass of teenage brunette running towards him at breakneck speed, arms out. "Hi.." Before Harry could finish his sentence, they were piled on the floor. *Hmmmm this isn't so bad* thought Harry, from underneath Dawn. What he actually said was; "I take it you missed me then?"
"Duh scarface! How are you, I mean after the whole Voldemort thing and well I just wanted to know if you were ok." "Dawn I'm fine. Squashed, but fine." Dawn squealed again, "Oh my God Harry I'm so sorry." She got off him so he could stand up. They looked at each other for a while, saying nothing, just looking. "Woah, Harry, you're kinda tall." "You've grown too Dawn. " His voice was a bit husky, indicating exactly how she'd grown. "Errrm, yeh. Anyway, we have to get all our stuff for this year. Buffy and I got you a Birthday present, Ok it is late, but we wanted you to have it." She gave him a large box, wrapped in green wrapping paper. Harry tore off the paper, and opened the box, to reveal a beautiful longsword with his name engraved in the hilt, and a line of lightening similar to his scar down the blade. "Wow. Dawn, thanks." He didn't know what to say. No-one had ever given him a weapon as a present before, but this was amazing. She smiled, shyly and threw her arms around his neck. "I'm glad you like it. I thought it might come in handy, you know with all the crazy shit going on." "Yeh. Thankyou."