I'm Not Running
By little gin blossom
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns these awesome character 'cept for Tyler, Janet, and all the kids at St. Joseph's. I own them, but if you wanna use them, go right ahead. It's not like I even have enough money to hire a lawyer to sue you. I am making no money. ::Tears::
A/N: I'm sorry to all my fans that I've kept waiting for so long. I have a legitimate excuse though. I hope that you enjoy this chapter.
A Talk With The Rat
Ron suddenly ran up to his former pet rat and asked with venom in his voice, "Where is Harry?"
There were still traces of the Veritaserum in Peter Pettigrew's body, so he had no choice but to answer. "I don't know. All I know is that he stunned me and the next thing I knew, I was at Hogwarts."
Ron suddenly had a disturbing thought. What if the other Death Eaters killed him? Oh, God, I shouldn't have been angry at him when his name came out of the goblet. Now, I'll probably never see him again. Oh God.
Ron threw one last look of contempt at Wormtail before the older man disappeared. He went over to where Hermione was standing. She was talking to Sirius.
". free now! Isn't that great?" Hermione was asking him.
Sirius' reply was, "If Harry isn't here, there is no point in being free." Hermione looked like she was at a loss for words. She just sat down next to him and sighed. Ron then sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulders, trying to make her feel better. The once strong Hermione suddenly burst into tears.
"Harry's. pro. probably dead, Ron!" she wailed between sobs. Ron, not knowing what to say, just smoothed her hair and let her grieve for their lost friend.
"Hey. Harry's a fighter, remember? He's probably trying to find his way back to us right now," he whispered, not believing himself. Ron suddenly had a series of flashbacks, all including Harry and Harry's naiveté about the world. To Ron it felt as though he had lost a little brother. Family had always been the most important thing to Ron. Losing a member of his family was the worst thing that could happen.
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Adam was having the time of his life. The people at St. Joseph's were like a new family, after only a week. Family was something he had never had.
Tyler was teaching him how to do a perfect corner kick. "That's great, Adam! You're a natural!" Tyler was cheerful as always. That was a cause of unrest in Adam's mind. How can someone be so cheerful 24/7? Maybe he'll tell me when he trusts me enough. He turned his attention back to Tyler.
"Adam!" Wesley cried. "It's time for lunch!"
"Thanks, Wesley," Adam said.
"I swear, that kid hero-worships you, Adam," Tyler joked. Adam flinched at the word hero. The flinch didn't go unnoticed.
"Yeah, I guess I'm just a better role model than you are."
"Hey! I am a very good role model! The kids here just don't recognize that fact," Tyler said while at the same time wondering what made Adam flinch.
They walked to lunch joking with each other.
As they sat down at the table, Adam adopted a serious expression. "Tyler," he ventured, "um. I was wondering why you've been here since you were seven."
Tyler's expression turned cold. "I don't like to talk about it," he said in a soft yet venomous voice. "If you're going to be my friend, you're going to my friend, you'll never ask about my life before I came here." The glass next to Tyler shattered and punctuated his sentence. No one had touched the glass since lunch started.
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Adam avoided Tyler the rest of the day, giving Tyler time to cool off and giving himself time to wonder about the shattering glass. Someone here was a wizard, but he didn't know who. He couldn't have made the glass shatter because he wasn't scared or angry. He actually could understand why Tyler was upset. So who made the glass shatter? Maybe one of the younger kids was a wizard and was scared when they noticed that Tyler wasn't smiling.
That night, they couldn't avoid each other in the dorm.
"Look, Adam, I'm sorry about today at lunch. I just don't like it when people talk about my past. Friends?" he asked sticking out his hand?
"Friends," Adam said taking Tyler's hand. "I'm sorry about asking you about you're family."
"Can you keep a secret?" Tyler asked after a few awkward moments.
"Yeah, why?"
"If you still wanna know, I'll tell you about why I'm here. I should probably tell someone, anyway. I've been keeping it a secret for eight years."
"So."
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CLIFFIE! I hope. ::blushes:: I'm sorry for the horrendous lateness. And the shortness. I just had no inspiration for this chapter. I only wrote something because it's been a while since I last posted and I have a distressed reviewer.
Thank you reviewers!
Hope- I'm glad you like it.
Ides of March- I love the name. Thank you for your input. And the long review. Yay! PS: I don't think you put enough PS's in your review. J/k.
Lily Rose Evans- It's continued. It's probably not up to par, even for me, but I continued it.
Lily Evans8- Lucky reviewer 13! You were the one who really made me feel bad about not writing more. I hope you like it. And yes, my brother did go back to college, so I got to write some more. I was in St. Louis for a week, so I couldn't write then. My brother came home for Spring Break, and he wouldn't let m hear the end of it if he knew I was writing a fic, and the next weekend, I had company over. So, everything that is stopping me from posting more should be gone for a couple of weeks.
And as always, thank you to my fantastic beta-reader, insaneandproudofit!
By little gin blossom
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns these awesome character 'cept for Tyler, Janet, and all the kids at St. Joseph's. I own them, but if you wanna use them, go right ahead. It's not like I even have enough money to hire a lawyer to sue you. I am making no money. ::Tears::
A/N: I'm sorry to all my fans that I've kept waiting for so long. I have a legitimate excuse though. I hope that you enjoy this chapter.
A Talk With The Rat
Ron suddenly ran up to his former pet rat and asked with venom in his voice, "Where is Harry?"
There were still traces of the Veritaserum in Peter Pettigrew's body, so he had no choice but to answer. "I don't know. All I know is that he stunned me and the next thing I knew, I was at Hogwarts."
Ron suddenly had a disturbing thought. What if the other Death Eaters killed him? Oh, God, I shouldn't have been angry at him when his name came out of the goblet. Now, I'll probably never see him again. Oh God.
Ron threw one last look of contempt at Wormtail before the older man disappeared. He went over to where Hermione was standing. She was talking to Sirius.
". free now! Isn't that great?" Hermione was asking him.
Sirius' reply was, "If Harry isn't here, there is no point in being free." Hermione looked like she was at a loss for words. She just sat down next to him and sighed. Ron then sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulders, trying to make her feel better. The once strong Hermione suddenly burst into tears.
"Harry's. pro. probably dead, Ron!" she wailed between sobs. Ron, not knowing what to say, just smoothed her hair and let her grieve for their lost friend.
"Hey. Harry's a fighter, remember? He's probably trying to find his way back to us right now," he whispered, not believing himself. Ron suddenly had a series of flashbacks, all including Harry and Harry's naiveté about the world. To Ron it felt as though he had lost a little brother. Family had always been the most important thing to Ron. Losing a member of his family was the worst thing that could happen.
~^~~~^~
Adam was having the time of his life. The people at St. Joseph's were like a new family, after only a week. Family was something he had never had.
Tyler was teaching him how to do a perfect corner kick. "That's great, Adam! You're a natural!" Tyler was cheerful as always. That was a cause of unrest in Adam's mind. How can someone be so cheerful 24/7? Maybe he'll tell me when he trusts me enough. He turned his attention back to Tyler.
"Adam!" Wesley cried. "It's time for lunch!"
"Thanks, Wesley," Adam said.
"I swear, that kid hero-worships you, Adam," Tyler joked. Adam flinched at the word hero. The flinch didn't go unnoticed.
"Yeah, I guess I'm just a better role model than you are."
"Hey! I am a very good role model! The kids here just don't recognize that fact," Tyler said while at the same time wondering what made Adam flinch.
They walked to lunch joking with each other.
As they sat down at the table, Adam adopted a serious expression. "Tyler," he ventured, "um. I was wondering why you've been here since you were seven."
Tyler's expression turned cold. "I don't like to talk about it," he said in a soft yet venomous voice. "If you're going to be my friend, you're going to my friend, you'll never ask about my life before I came here." The glass next to Tyler shattered and punctuated his sentence. No one had touched the glass since lunch started.
~^~~~^~
Adam avoided Tyler the rest of the day, giving Tyler time to cool off and giving himself time to wonder about the shattering glass. Someone here was a wizard, but he didn't know who. He couldn't have made the glass shatter because he wasn't scared or angry. He actually could understand why Tyler was upset. So who made the glass shatter? Maybe one of the younger kids was a wizard and was scared when they noticed that Tyler wasn't smiling.
That night, they couldn't avoid each other in the dorm.
"Look, Adam, I'm sorry about today at lunch. I just don't like it when people talk about my past. Friends?" he asked sticking out his hand?
"Friends," Adam said taking Tyler's hand. "I'm sorry about asking you about you're family."
"Can you keep a secret?" Tyler asked after a few awkward moments.
"Yeah, why?"
"If you still wanna know, I'll tell you about why I'm here. I should probably tell someone, anyway. I've been keeping it a secret for eight years."
"So."
~^~~~^~
CLIFFIE! I hope. ::blushes:: I'm sorry for the horrendous lateness. And the shortness. I just had no inspiration for this chapter. I only wrote something because it's been a while since I last posted and I have a distressed reviewer.
Thank you reviewers!
Hope- I'm glad you like it.
Ides of March- I love the name. Thank you for your input. And the long review. Yay! PS: I don't think you put enough PS's in your review. J/k.
Lily Rose Evans- It's continued. It's probably not up to par, even for me, but I continued it.
Lily Evans8- Lucky reviewer 13! You were the one who really made me feel bad about not writing more. I hope you like it. And yes, my brother did go back to college, so I got to write some more. I was in St. Louis for a week, so I couldn't write then. My brother came home for Spring Break, and he wouldn't let m hear the end of it if he knew I was writing a fic, and the next weekend, I had company over. So, everything that is stopping me from posting more should be gone for a couple of weeks.
And as always, thank you to my fantastic beta-reader, insaneandproudofit!