Disclaimer: You all know HP doesn't belong to a 14-year-old Aussie girl.
A/N: Please forgive me if this isn't very good. I'm a musician and English isn't my best subject
Thanks to Ronandchicken, Daintress and xMadgirlx for reviewing.
******************************************* Chapter 2
It had been a few days since his birthday and Harry had received no other presents but Ron's. He was sitting in the gutter a few streets from Privet drive when he heard a scream. Jumping to his feet Harry ran to where it had came from.
Narrowly missing the corner of the house Harry made his way to the back yard. He heard the unmistakable sound of someone disapparating and then Harry saw Mrs. Figg and Mark Evans (A/N he's mentioned in the OotP) laying dead on the ground. Harry stopped dead when he saw them. Mrs. Figg must have been babysitting Mark. A chill went up Harry's spine as he slowly approached them.
"Oh God. Why? Mrs. Figg is a squib and Mark is a muggle"
It hit Harry. Mrs. Figg was watching him for the order, to make sure he didn't run away or anything. And Mark must have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. He bent down to examine them when someone cried.
"IT'S THAT POTTER BOY! HE KILLED MRS. FIGG AND MARK! SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE! HELP! HELP!"
Harry jumped up immediately. It was one of the neighbors. Harry's heart began to thump hard in his chest. No one would believe him that he didn't do it. Harry began to run back to Privet drive.
"I can't stay! If I do they'll arrest me"
Harry burst into number four Privet drive and ran up the stairs to his room.
"I have to be quick. What am I going to do? Where am I going to go?"
Harry hesitated for a moment. He couldn't take his trunk, it was too heavy. Something like a backpack.
"Does Dudley have a backpack?"
Harry ran into Dudley's room and looked in the cupboard, sure enough there was a small backpack that one of his relatives had given him. Snatching it up he ran back into his own room and threw a few things in there. Some clothes, wizard money and his wand then he rushed down the stairs and came to a jolting halt when he saw the police in his living room. Harry took one look at them and sped off into the back yard. Bounding over the fence, Harry made for the road.
"I'll call the knight bus and go to Diagon Alley and I'll work my way from there"
Sticking his wand out on the road. With a large BANG, the purple knight Bus appeared before him.
"Welcome to the kn-"
"Take me to Diagon Alley now!" Harry shoved the money into Stan's hands and jumped aboard. With a large bang the knight bus sped off to London.
Harry sat down on a chair. He'd done it now. He couldn't go back to the Dursley's now. Catching his breath he looked out at the scenery speeding past the window.
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Harry thanked Stan and hopped off the knight bus.
"Now what?"
Harry glanced around Diagon Alley.
"I'll probably have to go to gringots to get some more money to buy school things."
After Harry had gotten his money he went to the Leaky Cauldron and sat down in a dark corner.
"Well Sirius we're both 'supposed' murders now"
"Did you here about Harry Potter?"
Harry jumped at hearing his name.
"No minister. What 'bout 'im?" Hagrid's voice sounded.
"Fudge. Doesn't this guy ever leave me alone"
"Well there was a death eater attack near where he lives and a muggle boy and a squib were killed and Harry.well you know that boy has a habit of showing up at things like that"
"Course he does. Brave boy he is"
"Well anyway. Someone saw him there, a muggle and ah.they called the police. They thought that Harry murdered them"
"WHAT! Harry would never-"
"I know he wouldn't. But he ran from the Muggle house and we think he might of come here" Fudge actually sounded worried.
"Hagrid I am aware that you and Harry are close so if you see him, please tell me. Dumbledore is on his way. Dreadful stuff. Harry can't go home now"
"And that's such a disappointment"
"Ah. Minister. I'll tell 'yeh if I see 'im" Hagrid replied.
"By the looks of it. Harry might not be able to step out in the muggle world again. Not in Britain anyway"
Harry slid down the back of his seat. Fudge's words replayed in his mind.
"You know that boy has a habit of showing up at things like that"
Harry looked around. Hagrid was talking to some people and he had his back to him. Maybe he could slip out and...
"Then what?"
Harry thought for a minute.
"I'll just keep moving. Like Sirius did"
Harry slowly began to move towards the door.
"That's it. You're almost there"
"Harry?"
"Damn"
Harry turned around and Hagrid was standing behind him.
"Er.hi Hagrid" Harry mumbled.
'Harry I was just talkin' about yeh"
"I'm sure you were"
"Yes. Harry. Everyone's been looking for yeh"
"I wonder why?"
Hagrid seemed to miss the sarcasm. " Well Harry. All these muggles think you murdered some people and you running away wasn't real smart"
Harry just stood there. Not paying any attention to what Hagrid was saying.
"I wonder where I'm going to live now?"
"'Arry. You listenin'?"
"No' he said bluntly.
Hagrid looked taken aback. "Yeh don't have to be rude"
"Why? Oh that's right. Everyone thinks I'm a goody-two shoes. Well maybe I did murder those people" Harry snapped.
Hagrid looked shocked. "You didn't?"
"In a way I did. They were looking for me," Harry said, coolly.
"No. 'Arry. Don't say that"
"WELL IT'S TRUE! ISN'T IT? IT WAS MY FAULT SIRIUS DIED. IT WAS MY FAULT CEDRIC DIED. AND COME TO THINK OF IT, MY PARENT'S WOULDN'T HAVE DIED IF THAT STUPID PROPHECY HADN'T BEEN MADE!"
The whole place was quiet. Everyone was looking at him.
"So I guess I am a murder" Harry said quietly and with that he spun around and walked out.
"What am I going to do now?"
Harry kept walking.
"I should run. Go on the knight bus really far away. Away from England. Yes that would work. I could go were no one knows me. But where? Maybe America? No. I've heard too much about people getting shot there. Somewhere in Europe maybe? No too close. What about Australia? Yes that would be great. It's on the other side of the world and everyone says it nice there. (A/N: No offence to any Americans. I'm choosing Australia because I know a lot about it cuz I live there)
Harry decided on it. He would go to Australia and live there. Make a new life where no one would know him. Before Harry knew what he was doing. He called the knight Bus and was speeding away from England.
****************************************************** Up next Harry goes to Aus and meets a girl.
A/N: Please forgive me if this isn't very good. I'm a musician and English isn't my best subject
Thanks to Ronandchicken, Daintress and xMadgirlx for reviewing.
******************************************* Chapter 2
It had been a few days since his birthday and Harry had received no other presents but Ron's. He was sitting in the gutter a few streets from Privet drive when he heard a scream. Jumping to his feet Harry ran to where it had came from.
Narrowly missing the corner of the house Harry made his way to the back yard. He heard the unmistakable sound of someone disapparating and then Harry saw Mrs. Figg and Mark Evans (A/N he's mentioned in the OotP) laying dead on the ground. Harry stopped dead when he saw them. Mrs. Figg must have been babysitting Mark. A chill went up Harry's spine as he slowly approached them.
"Oh God. Why? Mrs. Figg is a squib and Mark is a muggle"
It hit Harry. Mrs. Figg was watching him for the order, to make sure he didn't run away or anything. And Mark must have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. He bent down to examine them when someone cried.
"IT'S THAT POTTER BOY! HE KILLED MRS. FIGG AND MARK! SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE! HELP! HELP!"
Harry jumped up immediately. It was one of the neighbors. Harry's heart began to thump hard in his chest. No one would believe him that he didn't do it. Harry began to run back to Privet drive.
"I can't stay! If I do they'll arrest me"
Harry burst into number four Privet drive and ran up the stairs to his room.
"I have to be quick. What am I going to do? Where am I going to go?"
Harry hesitated for a moment. He couldn't take his trunk, it was too heavy. Something like a backpack.
"Does Dudley have a backpack?"
Harry ran into Dudley's room and looked in the cupboard, sure enough there was a small backpack that one of his relatives had given him. Snatching it up he ran back into his own room and threw a few things in there. Some clothes, wizard money and his wand then he rushed down the stairs and came to a jolting halt when he saw the police in his living room. Harry took one look at them and sped off into the back yard. Bounding over the fence, Harry made for the road.
"I'll call the knight bus and go to Diagon Alley and I'll work my way from there"
Sticking his wand out on the road. With a large BANG, the purple knight Bus appeared before him.
"Welcome to the kn-"
"Take me to Diagon Alley now!" Harry shoved the money into Stan's hands and jumped aboard. With a large bang the knight bus sped off to London.
Harry sat down on a chair. He'd done it now. He couldn't go back to the Dursley's now. Catching his breath he looked out at the scenery speeding past the window.
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Harry thanked Stan and hopped off the knight bus.
"Now what?"
Harry glanced around Diagon Alley.
"I'll probably have to go to gringots to get some more money to buy school things."
After Harry had gotten his money he went to the Leaky Cauldron and sat down in a dark corner.
"Well Sirius we're both 'supposed' murders now"
"Did you here about Harry Potter?"
Harry jumped at hearing his name.
"No minister. What 'bout 'im?" Hagrid's voice sounded.
"Fudge. Doesn't this guy ever leave me alone"
"Well there was a death eater attack near where he lives and a muggle boy and a squib were killed and Harry.well you know that boy has a habit of showing up at things like that"
"Course he does. Brave boy he is"
"Well anyway. Someone saw him there, a muggle and ah.they called the police. They thought that Harry murdered them"
"WHAT! Harry would never-"
"I know he wouldn't. But he ran from the Muggle house and we think he might of come here" Fudge actually sounded worried.
"Hagrid I am aware that you and Harry are close so if you see him, please tell me. Dumbledore is on his way. Dreadful stuff. Harry can't go home now"
"And that's such a disappointment"
"Ah. Minister. I'll tell 'yeh if I see 'im" Hagrid replied.
"By the looks of it. Harry might not be able to step out in the muggle world again. Not in Britain anyway"
Harry slid down the back of his seat. Fudge's words replayed in his mind.
"You know that boy has a habit of showing up at things like that"
Harry looked around. Hagrid was talking to some people and he had his back to him. Maybe he could slip out and...
"Then what?"
Harry thought for a minute.
"I'll just keep moving. Like Sirius did"
Harry slowly began to move towards the door.
"That's it. You're almost there"
"Harry?"
"Damn"
Harry turned around and Hagrid was standing behind him.
"Er.hi Hagrid" Harry mumbled.
'Harry I was just talkin' about yeh"
"I'm sure you were"
"Yes. Harry. Everyone's been looking for yeh"
"I wonder why?"
Hagrid seemed to miss the sarcasm. " Well Harry. All these muggles think you murdered some people and you running away wasn't real smart"
Harry just stood there. Not paying any attention to what Hagrid was saying.
"I wonder where I'm going to live now?"
"'Arry. You listenin'?"
"No' he said bluntly.
Hagrid looked taken aback. "Yeh don't have to be rude"
"Why? Oh that's right. Everyone thinks I'm a goody-two shoes. Well maybe I did murder those people" Harry snapped.
Hagrid looked shocked. "You didn't?"
"In a way I did. They were looking for me," Harry said, coolly.
"No. 'Arry. Don't say that"
"WELL IT'S TRUE! ISN'T IT? IT WAS MY FAULT SIRIUS DIED. IT WAS MY FAULT CEDRIC DIED. AND COME TO THINK OF IT, MY PARENT'S WOULDN'T HAVE DIED IF THAT STUPID PROPHECY HADN'T BEEN MADE!"
The whole place was quiet. Everyone was looking at him.
"So I guess I am a murder" Harry said quietly and with that he spun around and walked out.
"What am I going to do now?"
Harry kept walking.
"I should run. Go on the knight bus really far away. Away from England. Yes that would work. I could go were no one knows me. But where? Maybe America? No. I've heard too much about people getting shot there. Somewhere in Europe maybe? No too close. What about Australia? Yes that would be great. It's on the other side of the world and everyone says it nice there. (A/N: No offence to any Americans. I'm choosing Australia because I know a lot about it cuz I live there)
Harry decided on it. He would go to Australia and live there. Make a new life where no one would know him. Before Harry knew what he was doing. He called the knight Bus and was speeding away from England.
****************************************************** Up next Harry goes to Aus and meets a girl.