Okay, I've been thinking. And all that did was just built up on an idea I
had ages ago, and now I have to write the story, because if I don't I'll go
insane due to plot bunnies racing around in my head.
Dedicated to my mum who bought me a new computer chair (very comfortable) and this really wicked necklace with a snake on it for Christmas.
DISCLAIMER: I own Andre, Charly, Jessica, Angel, possibly some other characters (don't know yet) and Harry's dead ferret Emily. And my chocolate stash. Keep away from the chocolate and I wont have to kill you.
The Unknown and The Diaries
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter One
Harry Potter and Andre Webber were walking along the road, not all that far away from Privet Drive, continuing an argument that had been going on for centuries. Well, a few years at least.
"You let her out near the pool, didn't you Andre?"
"Yes Harry, but I didn't mean for her to drown. She had a mind of her own, and that mind decided that it wanted to see Angel's pool."
Harry threw up his hands in exasperation. "Andre, you're completely missing the point! Angel has a pool. You knew it was there. You were supposed to be looking after Emily for me. You let her out in Angel's garden. She drowned in the pool. It was your fault."
"Oh, and you were SO upset when I wrote and told you, weren't you?" he said sarcastically.
"Yes I was, actually."
*Flashback*
^Second Year^
Harry took the letter from Hedwig that morning and offered her a piece of toast. She took it and flew away.
"Who's that from Harry?" Hermione had asked.
He shrugged. "I dunno. Let me open it."
He read the letter quickly.
Dear Harry,
Er, you know how I'm supposed to be taking care of Emily? Well, she kind of drowned in Angel's pool. I'm sorry, I'll buy you a new rat - er, ferret. Sorry again.
From Andre
He looked up and stared into space. "Andre killed my ferret."
Hermione and Ron gave him weird looks, but didn't comment.
"Oh well, she bit me anyway," Harry muttered as he went back to breakfast. Harry's ferret was never mentioned at Hogwarts again.
*End Flashback*
Andre looked as though he was about to scream in frustration. He spun on his heel to deliver his arguing statement, but tripped over an inconvenient tree branch and fell on his backside.
Harry noticed that a few girls across the street had seen Andre's spectacular fall, and two of them came over.
"Hi Andre, Harry," the girl with blonde hair said.
Harry smiled. "Hey Charlotte."
She frowned. "What have I told you about calling me that???"
Harry smiled sweetly at her. "Why Charlotte, I don't recall you telling me anything!"
"Harry! It's Charly! Call me Charly!"
Harry just grinned.
"Hi Charly," Andre said, still not getting up. Her friend with strawberry blonde hair rolled her eyes.
"Hi Harry, are you coming to my birthday party?"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world, Jess."
Jessica smiled at him, and then turned to Andre. "You're invited too, but if you act like the clumsy freak you are then I'll never forgive you!"
Andre sighed. "Sure thing Jessica. Whatever you say."
Charly and Jessica waved and rejoined their other three friends, all of them going into a nearby house.
Once they had been gone nearly three minutes, Andre broke the silence. "Okay, that's it! I give up!"
Harry suppressed a smile. "Oh come on Andre, its not that bad!"
Andre looked up pitifully at his friend. "Yes it is. Have you ever wanted to date a girl who thinks you're a clumsy freak?"
"No Andre, but that's not the point, my friend." Harry sighed as Andre raised his eyebrows. "You want to know what the point is?" The other boy nodded. "Think about it, things could be so much worse. You might be killed by some idiot with a chainsaw, or drown in Angel's pool."
"Harry, no one could drown in Angel's pool."
"Emily did."
"Your pet rat doesn't count, Harry. Look, I know that my problems seem pathetic to you, but they're what us normal people have to worry about."
"Andre, I'm not saying that your problems are trivial, I'm just trying to put things in perspective for you."
"Ah. Sort out my priorities and all that shit."
"Yep, all that shit." He frowned for a second. "And by the way, Emily was a ferret, not a rat. Remember, you killed her."
"Harry, I couldn't predict that she'd go over to the pool! I'm not that Trelawny woman you keep complaining about!"
"Not that it would help if you were. She's a fraud."
"Yep, still complaining about her. I don't see why you don't quit her class."
"Because, if I did, who would I complain about!"
Andre just sighed. Harry held out a hand and pulled his friend to his feet. The two of them continued the journey through the neighbourhood to Angela Crawford's house.
Please review and tell me what you think! Pretty please? With a new chapter on top?
Dedicated to my mum who bought me a new computer chair (very comfortable) and this really wicked necklace with a snake on it for Christmas.
DISCLAIMER: I own Andre, Charly, Jessica, Angel, possibly some other characters (don't know yet) and Harry's dead ferret Emily. And my chocolate stash. Keep away from the chocolate and I wont have to kill you.
The Unknown and The Diaries
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter One
Harry Potter and Andre Webber were walking along the road, not all that far away from Privet Drive, continuing an argument that had been going on for centuries. Well, a few years at least.
"You let her out near the pool, didn't you Andre?"
"Yes Harry, but I didn't mean for her to drown. She had a mind of her own, and that mind decided that it wanted to see Angel's pool."
Harry threw up his hands in exasperation. "Andre, you're completely missing the point! Angel has a pool. You knew it was there. You were supposed to be looking after Emily for me. You let her out in Angel's garden. She drowned in the pool. It was your fault."
"Oh, and you were SO upset when I wrote and told you, weren't you?" he said sarcastically.
"Yes I was, actually."
*Flashback*
^Second Year^
Harry took the letter from Hedwig that morning and offered her a piece of toast. She took it and flew away.
"Who's that from Harry?" Hermione had asked.
He shrugged. "I dunno. Let me open it."
He read the letter quickly.
Dear Harry,
Er, you know how I'm supposed to be taking care of Emily? Well, she kind of drowned in Angel's pool. I'm sorry, I'll buy you a new rat - er, ferret. Sorry again.
From Andre
He looked up and stared into space. "Andre killed my ferret."
Hermione and Ron gave him weird looks, but didn't comment.
"Oh well, she bit me anyway," Harry muttered as he went back to breakfast. Harry's ferret was never mentioned at Hogwarts again.
*End Flashback*
Andre looked as though he was about to scream in frustration. He spun on his heel to deliver his arguing statement, but tripped over an inconvenient tree branch and fell on his backside.
Harry noticed that a few girls across the street had seen Andre's spectacular fall, and two of them came over.
"Hi Andre, Harry," the girl with blonde hair said.
Harry smiled. "Hey Charlotte."
She frowned. "What have I told you about calling me that???"
Harry smiled sweetly at her. "Why Charlotte, I don't recall you telling me anything!"
"Harry! It's Charly! Call me Charly!"
Harry just grinned.
"Hi Charly," Andre said, still not getting up. Her friend with strawberry blonde hair rolled her eyes.
"Hi Harry, are you coming to my birthday party?"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world, Jess."
Jessica smiled at him, and then turned to Andre. "You're invited too, but if you act like the clumsy freak you are then I'll never forgive you!"
Andre sighed. "Sure thing Jessica. Whatever you say."
Charly and Jessica waved and rejoined their other three friends, all of them going into a nearby house.
Once they had been gone nearly three minutes, Andre broke the silence. "Okay, that's it! I give up!"
Harry suppressed a smile. "Oh come on Andre, its not that bad!"
Andre looked up pitifully at his friend. "Yes it is. Have you ever wanted to date a girl who thinks you're a clumsy freak?"
"No Andre, but that's not the point, my friend." Harry sighed as Andre raised his eyebrows. "You want to know what the point is?" The other boy nodded. "Think about it, things could be so much worse. You might be killed by some idiot with a chainsaw, or drown in Angel's pool."
"Harry, no one could drown in Angel's pool."
"Emily did."
"Your pet rat doesn't count, Harry. Look, I know that my problems seem pathetic to you, but they're what us normal people have to worry about."
"Andre, I'm not saying that your problems are trivial, I'm just trying to put things in perspective for you."
"Ah. Sort out my priorities and all that shit."
"Yep, all that shit." He frowned for a second. "And by the way, Emily was a ferret, not a rat. Remember, you killed her."
"Harry, I couldn't predict that she'd go over to the pool! I'm not that Trelawny woman you keep complaining about!"
"Not that it would help if you were. She's a fraud."
"Yep, still complaining about her. I don't see why you don't quit her class."
"Because, if I did, who would I complain about!"
Andre just sighed. Harry held out a hand and pulled his friend to his feet. The two of them continued the journey through the neighbourhood to Angela Crawford's house.
Please review and tell me what you think! Pretty please? With a new chapter on top?