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:: Author's Notes - Hey all! I'm really sorry for making you wait so long for this chapter but I had writer's block for some time now. ::
:: Escape Artist ::
:: Chapter 2 ::
"Darryl! Stop bouncing on my bed! It's not a trampoline for Pete's sake!" Terry yelled at his best friend. Today was the day that they would be going to London and Darryl was hyper and when Darryl becomes hyper, it's a bad thing.
"We are going to London! We are going to London!" Said boy got off Terry's bed but continued chanting all the way to the bathroom. Terry shook his head and muttered "sometimes I wonder if he's 18 years old or 18 months old" while he packed his suitcase. He heard the tap being turned on and muffled chanting coming from the bathroom.
Terry shook his head again and a thought crossed his mind. "If there's anything harder than being a runaway wizard, it's a runaway wizard going back to his country."
He sighed as he heard the chanting becoming louder and louder. He grabbed the last of his things and thought, "I look and sound different now, they probably wouldn't regconise me if I was standing right in front of them."
If he only knew how wrong he was...
At the London airport later that afternoon... (Author's Notes - Yes, they are there already!)
"Okay here you can look around! Meet back here at 5.30 PM! Please don't be late!" With that, Mister Francis Malco, the teacher-in-charge, dismissed the 5 American exchange students. Excited voices filled the already noisy London airport as the students dispersed to roam around the place.
"This is going to be so great!" Darryl said beside him. Terry nodded distractedly as he searched frantically for anybody he regconised.
In fact, he was so busy searching, that he didn't look where he was going and bumped into someone. Standing up, he apologised to the person as the person apologised to him at the same moment.
"Sor-," he stopped abruptly when he saw who he had bumped into. His body shook involuntarily.
There, in front of him, stood Hermione Granger with her trademark brown hair.
"Sorry. Hey, are you okay?" Hermione asked concerned when she noticed him shaking. She may not make new friends as easily as before after Harry had left but that didn't stop her from being concerned for another.
"Wha-? Oh I'm fine! Nothing to worry about! Cold weather that's all! I'm really sorry!" Terry said all this very quickly and when he was done, dragged Darryl to the other side of the airport.
Hermione stared after him. That boy was strange. And familiar. If only she could place where she had seen him before...
On the other side of the airport...
Darryl had managed to finally peel Terry's hands off his arm and stopped his best friend before asking, "you okay? You were like talking so fast and why in the world had you dragged me away for?!"
Terry looked at him, pondering if he should tell him the whole truth behind his past. After what seemed like hours, he finally knew what to say.
"You'll find out someday Darryl. Not now, not tomorrow but someday. In the meantime, didn't you say you wanted to go to that shop by the side?" Terry said in a would-be cheerful voice.
"Yeah-"
"Well then, let's go! No time to lose!" With that Terry ran off to the said shop.
Darryl ran to catch up with him, all the time wondering about Terry's sudden change of tone and what was it he had to find out someday.
:: To Be Continued ::
:: Author's Notes - Sorry for making you wait so long! Anyway, was this chapter better? I hope it has improved, if only 0.0001 improvement. Please review! No flames please! ::
:: Reviews ::
insanechildfanfic - Thanks a lot! I hope you like this chapter too!
Madison Conwell, Secret Agent - *Blush* Thanks! I hope this chapter was up to your expectations!
:: Author's Notes - Hey all! I'm really sorry for making you wait so long for this chapter but I had writer's block for some time now. ::
:: Escape Artist ::
:: Chapter 2 ::
"Darryl! Stop bouncing on my bed! It's not a trampoline for Pete's sake!" Terry yelled at his best friend. Today was the day that they would be going to London and Darryl was hyper and when Darryl becomes hyper, it's a bad thing.
"We are going to London! We are going to London!" Said boy got off Terry's bed but continued chanting all the way to the bathroom. Terry shook his head and muttered "sometimes I wonder if he's 18 years old or 18 months old" while he packed his suitcase. He heard the tap being turned on and muffled chanting coming from the bathroom.
Terry shook his head again and a thought crossed his mind. "If there's anything harder than being a runaway wizard, it's a runaway wizard going back to his country."
He sighed as he heard the chanting becoming louder and louder. He grabbed the last of his things and thought, "I look and sound different now, they probably wouldn't regconise me if I was standing right in front of them."
If he only knew how wrong he was...
At the London airport later that afternoon... (Author's Notes - Yes, they are there already!)
"Okay here you can look around! Meet back here at 5.30 PM! Please don't be late!" With that, Mister Francis Malco, the teacher-in-charge, dismissed the 5 American exchange students. Excited voices filled the already noisy London airport as the students dispersed to roam around the place.
"This is going to be so great!" Darryl said beside him. Terry nodded distractedly as he searched frantically for anybody he regconised.
In fact, he was so busy searching, that he didn't look where he was going and bumped into someone. Standing up, he apologised to the person as the person apologised to him at the same moment.
"Sor-," he stopped abruptly when he saw who he had bumped into. His body shook involuntarily.
There, in front of him, stood Hermione Granger with her trademark brown hair.
"Sorry. Hey, are you okay?" Hermione asked concerned when she noticed him shaking. She may not make new friends as easily as before after Harry had left but that didn't stop her from being concerned for another.
"Wha-? Oh I'm fine! Nothing to worry about! Cold weather that's all! I'm really sorry!" Terry said all this very quickly and when he was done, dragged Darryl to the other side of the airport.
Hermione stared after him. That boy was strange. And familiar. If only she could place where she had seen him before...
On the other side of the airport...
Darryl had managed to finally peel Terry's hands off his arm and stopped his best friend before asking, "you okay? You were like talking so fast and why in the world had you dragged me away for?!"
Terry looked at him, pondering if he should tell him the whole truth behind his past. After what seemed like hours, he finally knew what to say.
"You'll find out someday Darryl. Not now, not tomorrow but someday. In the meantime, didn't you say you wanted to go to that shop by the side?" Terry said in a would-be cheerful voice.
"Yeah-"
"Well then, let's go! No time to lose!" With that Terry ran off to the said shop.
Darryl ran to catch up with him, all the time wondering about Terry's sudden change of tone and what was it he had to find out someday.
:: To Be Continued ::
:: Author's Notes - Sorry for making you wait so long! Anyway, was this chapter better? I hope it has improved, if only 0.0001 improvement. Please review! No flames please! ::
:: Reviews ::
insanechildfanfic - Thanks a lot! I hope you like this chapter too!
Madison Conwell, Secret Agent - *Blush* Thanks! I hope this chapter was up to your expectations!