Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; I'm not making any money from this etc...etc...etc
A/N: The anti-depressants that Harry is taking are Prozac. Thanx to AquaComestheRain for the tip, and now, on with the story...
Chapter Three: Introducing Cassie
Harry awoke early the next day to the morning sun shining through a gap in the curtains. He groaned and turned over, pulling his pillow over his head. Waking up to such a lovely summers' day when he was feeling so miserable only increased his already bad mood.
Harry remained in bed for a further fifteen minutes, hoping to drop off back to sleep. However, he finally gave in when he heard noises from downstairs indicating that at least one of the Dursleys', probably his Aunt Petunia, was already up. Although the Dursleys' had refrained from ordering him around this summer following the threat they had received at Kings Cross Station, they still wouldn't allow him to sleep in.
Grumbling under his breath, Harry threw the covers off him and trudged off to the bathroom for a quick shower before his Uncle Vernon and Dudley awoke. He then changed into some of his cousins' less drabby old clothes, stuffing the money he had received from his Godfather into one of the deep pockets. Having done this, Harry then headed downstairs to have a quick breakfast before going shopping.
Harry stepped into the kitchen to see his Aunt Petunia peering through the windows at the new neighbours. He struggled not to laugh as he grabbed a piece of toast and poured himself some orange juice. The new neighbours had caused quite a stir on Privet Drive, mainly because of their teenage daughter. Harry had not yet seen her but had heard about nothing else from his Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. They were constantly warning Dudley to stay away from 'girls like her'.
'I should probably thank her if I ever meet her' Harry considered to himself. There was finally someone else on the street whose bad reputation almost exceeded his own. The Dursleys' had told the other residents of Privet Drive and the surrounding area that Harry attended St. Brutus' Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys.
Harry gulped down his juice, earning a disapproving glare from his Aunt Petunia, and headed towards the door. This apparently caught the attention of his Aunt, who was not used to Harry going out so early in the morning. 'Where are you going at this time of day', she snapped.
'Shopping' Harry replied. 'My Godfather sent me some money last night'. Aunt Petunia's glare faded slightly at this as she remembered the threat that she and her family had received at the train station. She stood up abruptly and went to the cupboard, taking out a crisp fifty-pound note.
'Well you had better take this then, I don't want you sending letters to those...people...complaining about us'. Harry gaped at his Aunt in surprise; the most the Dursleys' had ever given him was fifty pence!! As tempting as it was to keep the money, he didn't really need it and opened his mouth to tell her so. But before he could do so she had stormed past him and headed up the stairs towards the bathroom. Harry shrugged and shoved the money in his pocket. He then opened the door and set off down the path.
However, before he had opened the gate, a voice called out to him. 'Hey you, can you help me?'. Startled, Harry turned around and noticed that the new girl next door was also outside and was struggling to attach a rather ugly looking plant onto a hook beside the front door. Harry hopped over the garden fence and took the plant from the girl. He reached up and put it in place, inwardly thankful for his recent growth spurt.
'Thanks' the girl said as Harry turned around to face her. Harry smiled in reply. 'My name's Cassie Green, we just moved in a few days ago'.
'I know' Harry replied. 'I've heard about nothing else from my Aunt and Uncle for days'. Realising a little late that this sounded rude, Harry hastily added 'My names' Harry Potter, it's nice to meet you'.
To his complete surprise, Cassie doubled up with laughter. Unsure as to what she was laughing at, Harry only smiled uncertainly, finally getting a good look at her as he looked on. Cassie was about half a head shorter than him with long, curly brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. Harry understood immediately why his relatives didn't like her. She was dressed almost entirely in black, wore a lot of silver jewellery and had several piercings in her ears and in her lip.
As Harry was studying her, she straightened up and looked back up at Harry. 'I'm sorry' she said. 'It's just that people around here are so proper. I'm beginning to think that I'll have to spike the water supply to have a bit of fun'.
Harry laughed at this, completely understanding. Coming back to the confinements of Privet Drive after spending most of the year at Hogwarts grated on him more and more each year. 'I can understand that, I just got back from school and I'm bored already, my relatives are...' Harry trailed off here as he suddenly spotted his Aunt watching him suspiciously from the kitchen window. 'I've got to go now, I'll probably see you around' Harry finished hastily. He turned around and headed off hurriedly down Privet Drive.
However he soon heard footsteps coming up behind him. It was Cassie. 'I'll come with you' she said. 'I don't know anyone around here you can show me around. Where are you going?' she asked, looking at Harry
'Clothes shopping' Harry replied. Then, feeling like he had nothing to lose, he added 'You could help me if you like, I don't know anything about shopping'
Cassie cast a critical eye up and down him for a few minutes, then finally said 'No offence, but that's pretty obvious. Don't worry; I love shopping even if it isn't for me. Let's go'. And with that, she linked arms with a dumbstruck Harry and dragged him off down the street towards the bus stop.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; I'm not making any money from this etc...etc...etc
A/N: The anti-depressants that Harry is taking are Prozac. Thanx to AquaComestheRain for the tip, and now, on with the story...
Chapter Three: Introducing Cassie
Harry awoke early the next day to the morning sun shining through a gap in the curtains. He groaned and turned over, pulling his pillow over his head. Waking up to such a lovely summers' day when he was feeling so miserable only increased his already bad mood.
Harry remained in bed for a further fifteen minutes, hoping to drop off back to sleep. However, he finally gave in when he heard noises from downstairs indicating that at least one of the Dursleys', probably his Aunt Petunia, was already up. Although the Dursleys' had refrained from ordering him around this summer following the threat they had received at Kings Cross Station, they still wouldn't allow him to sleep in.
Grumbling under his breath, Harry threw the covers off him and trudged off to the bathroom for a quick shower before his Uncle Vernon and Dudley awoke. He then changed into some of his cousins' less drabby old clothes, stuffing the money he had received from his Godfather into one of the deep pockets. Having done this, Harry then headed downstairs to have a quick breakfast before going shopping.
Harry stepped into the kitchen to see his Aunt Petunia peering through the windows at the new neighbours. He struggled not to laugh as he grabbed a piece of toast and poured himself some orange juice. The new neighbours had caused quite a stir on Privet Drive, mainly because of their teenage daughter. Harry had not yet seen her but had heard about nothing else from his Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon. They were constantly warning Dudley to stay away from 'girls like her'.
'I should probably thank her if I ever meet her' Harry considered to himself. There was finally someone else on the street whose bad reputation almost exceeded his own. The Dursleys' had told the other residents of Privet Drive and the surrounding area that Harry attended St. Brutus' Secure Centre for Incurably Criminal Boys.
Harry gulped down his juice, earning a disapproving glare from his Aunt Petunia, and headed towards the door. This apparently caught the attention of his Aunt, who was not used to Harry going out so early in the morning. 'Where are you going at this time of day', she snapped.
'Shopping' Harry replied. 'My Godfather sent me some money last night'. Aunt Petunia's glare faded slightly at this as she remembered the threat that she and her family had received at the train station. She stood up abruptly and went to the cupboard, taking out a crisp fifty-pound note.
'Well you had better take this then, I don't want you sending letters to those...people...complaining about us'. Harry gaped at his Aunt in surprise; the most the Dursleys' had ever given him was fifty pence!! As tempting as it was to keep the money, he didn't really need it and opened his mouth to tell her so. But before he could do so she had stormed past him and headed up the stairs towards the bathroom. Harry shrugged and shoved the money in his pocket. He then opened the door and set off down the path.
However, before he had opened the gate, a voice called out to him. 'Hey you, can you help me?'. Startled, Harry turned around and noticed that the new girl next door was also outside and was struggling to attach a rather ugly looking plant onto a hook beside the front door. Harry hopped over the garden fence and took the plant from the girl. He reached up and put it in place, inwardly thankful for his recent growth spurt.
'Thanks' the girl said as Harry turned around to face her. Harry smiled in reply. 'My name's Cassie Green, we just moved in a few days ago'.
'I know' Harry replied. 'I've heard about nothing else from my Aunt and Uncle for days'. Realising a little late that this sounded rude, Harry hastily added 'My names' Harry Potter, it's nice to meet you'.
To his complete surprise, Cassie doubled up with laughter. Unsure as to what she was laughing at, Harry only smiled uncertainly, finally getting a good look at her as he looked on. Cassie was about half a head shorter than him with long, curly brown hair and sparkling blue eyes. Harry understood immediately why his relatives didn't like her. She was dressed almost entirely in black, wore a lot of silver jewellery and had several piercings in her ears and in her lip.
As Harry was studying her, she straightened up and looked back up at Harry. 'I'm sorry' she said. 'It's just that people around here are so proper. I'm beginning to think that I'll have to spike the water supply to have a bit of fun'.
Harry laughed at this, completely understanding. Coming back to the confinements of Privet Drive after spending most of the year at Hogwarts grated on him more and more each year. 'I can understand that, I just got back from school and I'm bored already, my relatives are...' Harry trailed off here as he suddenly spotted his Aunt watching him suspiciously from the kitchen window. 'I've got to go now, I'll probably see you around' Harry finished hastily. He turned around and headed off hurriedly down Privet Drive.
However he soon heard footsteps coming up behind him. It was Cassie. 'I'll come with you' she said. 'I don't know anyone around here you can show me around. Where are you going?' she asked, looking at Harry
'Clothes shopping' Harry replied. Then, feeling like he had nothing to lose, he added 'You could help me if you like, I don't know anything about shopping'
Cassie cast a critical eye up and down him for a few minutes, then finally said 'No offence, but that's pretty obvious. Don't worry; I love shopping even if it isn't for me. Let's go'. And with that, she linked arms with a dumbstruck Harry and dragged him off down the street towards the bus stop.