Note: This is set after the fifth book!

Never the way you want it

Harry heard the doorbell rang when he got out of the shower. He didn't care so he began to get dressed. He had only got on his pants when his uncles howling voice reached him.

"BOY! GO AND GET THE DOOR! WE ARE WATCHING TV!"

Outside both Severus and Remus looked at each other. They could hear every word said inside.

"I'M NOT FINISHED WITH MT DRESSING!" Harry shouted.

"I DON'T BLOODY CARE! GET THE BLASTED DOOR NOW OR I'LL TEACH YOU A LESSON!" his uncle bellowed.

Harry knew how it would end, with him injured in some painful way. He ran down the stairs with only his pants on. He opened the door.

He saw Remus and Severus and stared.

"Who is it?" came Vernon's angry voice from the living room.

"No one uncle Vernon. Only a lottery seller," he answered. "Go away!" he hissed and slammed the door in their faces.

Harry got angry. He didn't want them to come! Was it really that hard to understand? Harry went to the kitchen and filled a glass with milk. Unfortainly for him the professors got in anyway. Just then his uncle came.

"What are you doing in my house? OUT!" he shouted.

"Shut it Dursley," snarled Snape nastily.

"Are you alright?" Remus asked him.

"I'm fine. Why wouldn't I? I thought I told you I was! And I do remember that I also told you that I'm fine living here."

Severus glared at him and Harry glared back.

"It didn't sound like you in the letter. More like those muggles," said Remus.

"Now you know that it was me. Leave me alone!" harry snapped.

Only now first the men realised that harry didn't look like usual.

"Bloody hell! He's looking like young Black!" gasped Severus.

"Only a little!" said Remus.

"The hair"

"But he also looks like you..." said Remus.

"You are wrong. Both of you. I do not look like anyone accept for my self. Professors, it's time for you to leave. Without me."

Before the two professors could protest they found themselves outside with the door slammed in their faces again.

"Why didn't you go with your freak friends?"

"Oh why should I uncle? I'm fine here," he said before he departed to his room.

The next morning a several letters arrived. It was his friends from school that wrote him. And later on a several owls came from the order members. Harry ignored them all.

Instead he got outside. He decided not to do his usual program today. Instead he called a muggle cab and let himself have a meal on burger king. He didn't notice Severus trailing him but he knew as well that someone from the order did. Harry had enchanged some wizarding money to muggle. He was happy that he did this year. Or else he'd be stuck around Privet Drive all summer. He had even managed to buy himself some decent cloths. You couldn't even classify his old rags as cloths.

Harry was deep in thought so he didn't see Severus buy himself a coke. Severus had figured that harry wouldn't notice. Besides, the boy would probably stay a long time.

I wonder if I could go to Knockturn Alley today. I can't when my friends are around and I'll need some books. I won't find them in Diagon Alley, thought harry.

He slowly ate his hamburger breakfast. He took his coke with him outside before he called the knight buss. Harry was the only passenger so he could go there in no time.

It was a good thing that Harry didn't see Snape's loose his mask to turn into a face of disbelief when he went into Knockturn Alley.

Harry was in an excellent mood. No one was near to stop him and didn't that feel absolutely fucking good?

Hell yeah!

He hide his face in the alley. Soon he found a bookstore. Severus couldn't enter so he didn't know what harry did. Harry had figured so much. He was looking around in the store. Collecting a several interesting books.

Gotta remember to not show anyone, he thought. Would sorta be nasty to explain, he added to himself. He paid with a wry smile. He didn't like the look of the shopkeeper.

Harry left the shop with a big heavy bag. He decided to take a look in another store. It had potions and potion ingredients.

"Hm, could be useful," he said to himself.

At last he went to a pet shop.

"What can I do for you Mister?" said a witch with a dark voice.

"Snakes," he spat.

The witch led him to a several cages. There were only three snakes.

"Is this it?" he asked coldly, clearly showing that he wasn't satisfied.

"That's it. A man bought them all yesterday."

"Why not these?"

"They're to dangerous."

Harry picked a black one with green and silvirish pattern. Harry paid and left the alley.

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