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American Magician
Chapter 9:
Last time:
"I guess I'll go by Harry, that is my name." The teen said slowly.
"Alright, Harry." He said, testing the name out. "I'll stick to Spec."
"Good idea." Harry stage whispered.
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"How are we going to tell the others?" James asked. "How am I supposed to explain that my son is in Slytherin?" He spat son like it was poison.
"What's your problem?" Harry yelled. "I'm sorry for ruining your perfect goddamn world. Should I just leave? It wouldn't cause me any grief. I'm lucky to have seen the rest of the real fucking world. If you didn't want me to turn out this way, maybe you shouldn't have abandoned me! On my hood! You are such a fucking hyp!" He began putting stuff in his pockets angrily.
"Harry." Lily put a soft hand on his shoulder that he just jerked away from.
"No. I'm leaving. I don't have parents. I didn't even know what a 'mom' or a 'dad' as until I was five and I had to draw a god-fucking-damn picture. I had to walk to the front of the class and ask what it was. Simeon was the only one, including the teacher that didn't laugh at me." He hissed angrily. "I accepted that I had assholes for parents that didn't want me when I was seven. For over half my life I've known I wasn't wanted. It doesn't bother me at all." He finished putting the stuff away and began walking to the door.
"Spec!" Simeon yelled. Harry's head turned to see his friend putting his stuff away.
"Simeon. You're staying." He said.
"If you go, I go." He said.
"No, you're not. End of question."
"No, I don't think it is. We've come this far together, we'll go the rest of the way together."
"Goddamn it Simeon! Here's the difference between the two of us! Your dad wants you! He's going to take you when he gets out of the slammer! Mine couldn't give a shit! You have somewhere to go, no I don't even have that! Stop following me like a fucking dog! You're not! You have a life, live it!" With that he left.
"I swear to got that if I can't talk him into coming back, I will kill you, both of you." Simeon hissed to Harry's parents before running after his friend. He ran after him and tackled him.
"What the!" Harry yelled.
"You're staying. Best friends don't abandon each other." Simeon yelled back.
"I don't wanna fight you."
"Then don't." A fist came up an his jaw. Simeon growled and slammed his shoulders into the ground. Two feet came up and pushed him off by kicking his stomach. The two began a fierce fight, blood was drawn and both were pushing to get on top. After catching one of Harry's legs and catching him in the stomach by a kick of Simeon's own, Simeon pushed Harry down roughly again. Harry's knee came up to his groin and Simeon almost let go, but refused and attacked Harry again. "Give up, Spec. You aren't up to it right now."
"Fuck you. Get the fuck off of me!" His shoulder jerked up and Simeon punched his face.
"I don't think so." He growled back.
"Get off." Harry gasped. "Can't breath with you on my chest." Simeon began to get up, but realized his mistake too late as Harry jerked free. Simeon tackled him again and pressed harder on him.
"I'm not getting off this time." Harry screamed his frustration.
"Get off!" He yelled. "Please. Hurts. Leave me alone. Hurts! Get off!" Simeon held firm as Harry's body spasmed.
"Spec!" He yelled. "Spec, breath Spec." He shouted as Harry's breathing became laboured. "Help! Somebody help!" He screamed as he got off the teen. Harry gurgled words, but Simeon just watched in horror until the body laid still. Simeon picked the body up and ran as fast as he could to the hospital wing.
"What on earth happened?" The nurse yelled when she turned from the adults still in the room.
"I won. He's staying." Simeon stated grimly. "Did you think we would talk? We already did that." He gave a pointed look to James. "He had an asthma attack." He said quickly.
"Sit down young man." She said sternly to Simeon. The blond sat down immediately.
"Simeon, what happened?" Lily asked worried over her long lost son.
"We fought. I gave him a way out, I don't like fight him, but there wasn't a choice." He said simply.
"Great, he's fighting too." James muttered. Simeon was in front of the man in a flash and had a knife out.
"If you insult Spec one more time, I swear to god I'll slit your throat. On my momma, you won't live. You don't know him, you don't know what he's been through. You live a sheltered life, don't diss what you don't understand." He hissed.
"Mr. Thomas, please sit down. Professor Potter is your professor and you will treat him with respect." Albus said sternly.
"Sit down! You need to be looked at!" The nurse screeched.
"Fine, fine." He sighed.
"A few bruises, a couple cuts, and a broken finger." She reported.
"Can I go now?" He asked.
"Professor Snape, will you take Mr. Thomas to his dorm and tell him the rules?" Albus asked. "Tomorrow, we shall see about Diagon Ally."
Harry woke to silence and groaned in pain as what remained of his fight came into action. "Harry? Are you awake, dear?" A soft voice asked. He opened both eyes to find everything blurred, he didn't mind as half of his life he didn't have glasses or contacts. "Drink this, it will take away some of your pain." Harry drank the vial of liquid that flew down his throat. Halfway down, his throat spasmed in protest.
"What's wrong with me?" He rasped painfully.
"Poppy found a way to take away your asthma slightly, It couldn't be healed completely, but enough so that it shouldn't bother you anymore." The voice said.
"Oh." Was all he could say. "Where's Simeon?"
"He's in his classes. This afternoon, the two of you will be taken to Diagon Ally by our grounds keeper, Hagrid." The woman, that's what the voice suggested, wrapped her arms around him.
"What are you doing?" He asked, panicked.
"I'm so sorry about James, love. He's got a temper and you're the first Potter to be in Slytherin. He's stubborn. Please don't leave, though." She begged, stroking his hair.
"What am I supposed to call you? All of the foster parents had me call them by their first name." He asked.
"You can call me Lily, mother, mum, heck, if you really wanted a change, you could call me mummy." She joked. "So, I'll tell you a bit about myself and my family. First, I have a sister named Petunia, brother-in-law named Vernon, and a nephew named Dudley. They're muggles, non-magic folk, and they like things muggle. My parents were muggles so that makes me muggleborn. They died when I was seventeen. James in pure-blood, a long line of pure-bloods. Don't tell anyone I said this, but pure-bloods are too set in their own ways." She stage whispered the last sentence and Harry grinned. "So that makes you, Kimber, and Matt half-blood. Kimber is a little less then two years younger then you, though she's old enough to be in fourth year, she's the youngest of her year and a Ravenclaw. Matt's a Gryffindor and is a first year, eleven. Gryffindor is where all of the really brave and noble go. Ravenclaw is for the scholars. Hufflepuff is for the loyal and kind. Slytherin is for the ambitious and sly."
"Why don't you hate me?"
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Thank you to noraseyes, kat6528, alaskantiger, and queenbeth2! ~C-Bear
American Magician
Chapter 9:
Last time:
"I guess I'll go by Harry, that is my name." The teen said slowly.
"Alright, Harry." He said, testing the name out. "I'll stick to Spec."
"Good idea." Harry stage whispered.
************************************
"How are we going to tell the others?" James asked. "How am I supposed to explain that my son is in Slytherin?" He spat son like it was poison.
"What's your problem?" Harry yelled. "I'm sorry for ruining your perfect goddamn world. Should I just leave? It wouldn't cause me any grief. I'm lucky to have seen the rest of the real fucking world. If you didn't want me to turn out this way, maybe you shouldn't have abandoned me! On my hood! You are such a fucking hyp!" He began putting stuff in his pockets angrily.
"Harry." Lily put a soft hand on his shoulder that he just jerked away from.
"No. I'm leaving. I don't have parents. I didn't even know what a 'mom' or a 'dad' as until I was five and I had to draw a god-fucking-damn picture. I had to walk to the front of the class and ask what it was. Simeon was the only one, including the teacher that didn't laugh at me." He hissed angrily. "I accepted that I had assholes for parents that didn't want me when I was seven. For over half my life I've known I wasn't wanted. It doesn't bother me at all." He finished putting the stuff away and began walking to the door.
"Spec!" Simeon yelled. Harry's head turned to see his friend putting his stuff away.
"Simeon. You're staying." He said.
"If you go, I go." He said.
"No, you're not. End of question."
"No, I don't think it is. We've come this far together, we'll go the rest of the way together."
"Goddamn it Simeon! Here's the difference between the two of us! Your dad wants you! He's going to take you when he gets out of the slammer! Mine couldn't give a shit! You have somewhere to go, no I don't even have that! Stop following me like a fucking dog! You're not! You have a life, live it!" With that he left.
"I swear to got that if I can't talk him into coming back, I will kill you, both of you." Simeon hissed to Harry's parents before running after his friend. He ran after him and tackled him.
"What the!" Harry yelled.
"You're staying. Best friends don't abandon each other." Simeon yelled back.
"I don't wanna fight you."
"Then don't." A fist came up an his jaw. Simeon growled and slammed his shoulders into the ground. Two feet came up and pushed him off by kicking his stomach. The two began a fierce fight, blood was drawn and both were pushing to get on top. After catching one of Harry's legs and catching him in the stomach by a kick of Simeon's own, Simeon pushed Harry down roughly again. Harry's knee came up to his groin and Simeon almost let go, but refused and attacked Harry again. "Give up, Spec. You aren't up to it right now."
"Fuck you. Get the fuck off of me!" His shoulder jerked up and Simeon punched his face.
"I don't think so." He growled back.
"Get off." Harry gasped. "Can't breath with you on my chest." Simeon began to get up, but realized his mistake too late as Harry jerked free. Simeon tackled him again and pressed harder on him.
"I'm not getting off this time." Harry screamed his frustration.
"Get off!" He yelled. "Please. Hurts. Leave me alone. Hurts! Get off!" Simeon held firm as Harry's body spasmed.
"Spec!" He yelled. "Spec, breath Spec." He shouted as Harry's breathing became laboured. "Help! Somebody help!" He screamed as he got off the teen. Harry gurgled words, but Simeon just watched in horror until the body laid still. Simeon picked the body up and ran as fast as he could to the hospital wing.
"What on earth happened?" The nurse yelled when she turned from the adults still in the room.
"I won. He's staying." Simeon stated grimly. "Did you think we would talk? We already did that." He gave a pointed look to James. "He had an asthma attack." He said quickly.
"Sit down young man." She said sternly to Simeon. The blond sat down immediately.
"Simeon, what happened?" Lily asked worried over her long lost son.
"We fought. I gave him a way out, I don't like fight him, but there wasn't a choice." He said simply.
"Great, he's fighting too." James muttered. Simeon was in front of the man in a flash and had a knife out.
"If you insult Spec one more time, I swear to god I'll slit your throat. On my momma, you won't live. You don't know him, you don't know what he's been through. You live a sheltered life, don't diss what you don't understand." He hissed.
"Mr. Thomas, please sit down. Professor Potter is your professor and you will treat him with respect." Albus said sternly.
"Sit down! You need to be looked at!" The nurse screeched.
"Fine, fine." He sighed.
"A few bruises, a couple cuts, and a broken finger." She reported.
"Can I go now?" He asked.
"Professor Snape, will you take Mr. Thomas to his dorm and tell him the rules?" Albus asked. "Tomorrow, we shall see about Diagon Ally."
Harry woke to silence and groaned in pain as what remained of his fight came into action. "Harry? Are you awake, dear?" A soft voice asked. He opened both eyes to find everything blurred, he didn't mind as half of his life he didn't have glasses or contacts. "Drink this, it will take away some of your pain." Harry drank the vial of liquid that flew down his throat. Halfway down, his throat spasmed in protest.
"What's wrong with me?" He rasped painfully.
"Poppy found a way to take away your asthma slightly, It couldn't be healed completely, but enough so that it shouldn't bother you anymore." The voice said.
"Oh." Was all he could say. "Where's Simeon?"
"He's in his classes. This afternoon, the two of you will be taken to Diagon Ally by our grounds keeper, Hagrid." The woman, that's what the voice suggested, wrapped her arms around him.
"What are you doing?" He asked, panicked.
"I'm so sorry about James, love. He's got a temper and you're the first Potter to be in Slytherin. He's stubborn. Please don't leave, though." She begged, stroking his hair.
"What am I supposed to call you? All of the foster parents had me call them by their first name." He asked.
"You can call me Lily, mother, mum, heck, if you really wanted a change, you could call me mummy." She joked. "So, I'll tell you a bit about myself and my family. First, I have a sister named Petunia, brother-in-law named Vernon, and a nephew named Dudley. They're muggles, non-magic folk, and they like things muggle. My parents were muggles so that makes me muggleborn. They died when I was seventeen. James in pure-blood, a long line of pure-bloods. Don't tell anyone I said this, but pure-bloods are too set in their own ways." She stage whispered the last sentence and Harry grinned. "So that makes you, Kimber, and Matt half-blood. Kimber is a little less then two years younger then you, though she's old enough to be in fourth year, she's the youngest of her year and a Ravenclaw. Matt's a Gryffindor and is a first year, eleven. Gryffindor is where all of the really brave and noble go. Ravenclaw is for the scholars. Hufflepuff is for the loyal and kind. Slytherin is for the ambitious and sly."
"Why don't you hate me?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thank you to noraseyes, kat6528, alaskantiger, and queenbeth2! ~C-Bear