Disclaimer: Never even been to England, so I can't own HP.
American Magician
Chapter 20
Last time:
"Harry? About my dad? He won't be getting out." Simeon's voice shook. "I just got the letter, he killed himself."
"But, he wasn't going to be in there much longer!" Harry gasped.
"I know. He-he wrote a letter to me. I haven't been able to bring myself to read it, yet. I carry it around with me." Simeon leaned against Harry's shoulder. "I haven't told anyone, not even Kimber." Harry stayed silent, earlier argument forgotten. He knew that he should just let Simeon talk. "I've never read one of his letters without you there with me and I couldn't bring myself to read his last letter without you." Simeon said. He reached into his pocket and dug out the letter. Both teens held a side of the letter so that it would be between them and read silently together.
'Simeon,
I know you wanted to leave that orphanage and that you wanted me to get out. I just couldn't handle being in jail anymore, though. I tried, but I missed your mother too much and jail isn't easy. I still think that you should stay away form your friend. He will never have any sort of a future and I wouldn't doubt he would go to prison or juvvy(1) before he's twenty. Hanging out with him will only destroy your future. I'm sorry that I couldn't be strong enough to hang on for the few short weeks.
John Thomas'
The pair sat in silence after reading the short letter. Harry was waiting for Simeon to say something or do something. Harry felt something hard impact his stomach. He doubled over in pain and looked in confusion at his best friend.
"What was that for?" Harry asked hoarsely, breathing in deep to fill his lungs again.
"Stupid bastard! He had to right to do that! No right to leave me! It wasn't much longer!" Simeon yelled. He swung at Harry again and Harry moved, letting the fist hit the tree.
"Simeon! Stop!" Harry ordered. He grabbed both of the blonde's wrists and held them still.
"Why did he do it, Spec?" Simeon asked brokenly.
"Don't worry about it right now. How about you help me think of where we can take Matt for his birthday." Harry changed the subject.
"When is it?" Simeon asked.
"Three weeks from Thursday. I'm think ing about showing them all around where we grew up. Then you can get access to whatever your dad left you. You might even get Kimber some real clothes." Harry said.
"I wonder what your dad would do to me if I got her a miniskirt, tube top, and a thong." Simeon asked.
"I don't know, but I would like to see her reaction. We could floo in through Miccy's house and borrow one of Kari's vans. Where should we go, though?" Harry asked.
"The mall is a definite. Maybe let him decide after that." Simeon suggested. "When would we go?"
"The weekend after his birthday. We can stay at the Holiday Inn; a couple of people that work there owe me a few favors." Harry said. "What time is it?"
"Uh, when I came out, it was five minutes until dinner."
"Think anyone's looking for-"
"There you are! Both of you get over here! Harry James Potter, your mother has been beside herself with worry!" Professor James Potter yelled, interrupting his son. He was walking quickly down the lawn with long strides. His robe was fluttering angrily behind him. The two slytherins ran up to meet the defense professor.
"Sorry sir." They chimed innocently. James' eyebrows lowered and his blue eyes narrowed. Harry's emerald eyes narrowed as well, his scowl copying his father's.
"Woah! That makes you look almost like twins!" Simeon gasped. He ducked his head sheepishly at the twin glares his way. Harry's held a little more venom that Simeon guessed was from Lily Potter.
"That's not funny." Harry spat.
"5 points from Slytherin for making professors chase after you." James hissed. Harry turned his glare on James. "Take that look off your face."
"Sir? I didn't think there was a rule about missing dinner." Simeon added in helpfully.
"There isn't, my father is just like Snape, he takes points from houses that he doesn't like as if the points were money." Harry's voice could have frozen the whole lake.
"It's Professor Snape to you, and get inside right now. There is a rule about being out of school after dinner." James hissed.
"Right away, Professor Pothead." Harry snapped.
"Twenty points from Slytherin and detention!" James roared, grabbing Harry's robes and pulling him inside. "You get to your common room." He directed to Simeon. Simeon nodded and ran off.
"Hey, James, don't be so hard on him! What did he do to deserve this?" Sirius asked when James dragged Harry past him.
"He called me Professor Pothead!" James growled in disbelief and outrage. Sirius snickered and James glared at him.
"He called you that?" Amusement laced Sirius' voice.
"Yes, he did." James sounded more frustrated then angry at this point.
"He's your son all right!" Sirius laughed. James scowled at him. "Hey, I know you never said anything like that to your dad or professors, to their face, but in private-" He let the sentence hang.
"That's not the point. He needs to learn how to respect adults, especially me." James growled.
"Yeah? Well where I come from, you need to do more then make my mom pregnant to get any of my respect." Harry hissed spitefully.
"Oh yes, I forgot. Where you come from, they beat the respect right out of you." James countered. Harry's face reddened.
"You don't know anything." Harry's voice was barely above a whisper. "You think you know me so well. You don't know the first thing about me. So don't pretend to know what I went through. You abandoned me, not the other way around. You remember that always. You. Abandoned. Me." Harry jerked out of his robe and pushed past Sirius, leaving the two behind, his father still holding his robe.
(1)juvvy is Juvinial, it's where people underage and are convicted of a crime are sent to. I've known quite a few people that went there. That's the slang word for it, though
AN: Need a beta. Looking for one. Hopefully the chappies in all of my stories will be coming out faster now that school is out, but I seep to keep injuring my hands. Thankfully the latest is just on the side of my thumb so it doesn't affect my typing.
Thank you to:
SilverBlaze8
Fangfoot
Queenbeth2
dragongirl9- I don't see how I have a warped view of Americans, never even been out of the states, born and raised. Actually, never moved in my life, still living in the same house as I always did. I exaggerate a bit, but I see a lot of stuff like this, never an orphanage, but I that is where I stretch the truth. I have to agree, most Americans do not live like Harry and Simeon.
Angel of Light3
JerseyPike
Black-Rose1212- no, simeon hasn't told anyone but Kimber and Harry's parents.
silvernightshade- i have finished writing this story, the problem is finding time to type it, i haven't finished stolen innocence, though and the chappies are longer, that is why it takes so long to update.
andine- i thought it wasn't that bad of a cliffy
jeangab057
eruve tinwen
athenakitty
azntgr01
FroBoy
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