Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Spencers, Sam Goody, or Taco Bell
American Magician
Chapter 22
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"Roll that window up." Lily said in a deadly voice.
"Well, it's been nice chattin' so I'll see you in hell. And remember to take that stick out of your ass before sticking anything else up there!" Harry yelled before turning into the mall's parking lot.
"How dare you speak like that. Not only is it vulgar and rude, but your little brother is sitting right next to you. He doesn't need to hear that profanity. I made it perfectly clear that you would not speak like that." Lily's voice didn't have to be loud to send shivers up Harry's back.
"He started it." Harry grumbled. "And I doubt Matt even knows what half of the things I said are seeing how sheltered of an environment he grew up in."
"That makes no difference. You're his older brother and you are supposed to set a good example for him."
"Well, we're here now, so let's shop." Harry sighed, looking at their outdated clothes. "All of you stand out; those are the clothes that you wear when you aren't wearing robes?"
"There is nothing wrong with our clothes." James said.
"Whatever. I believe that Simeon wishes to buy Kimber some real clothes. And you two, well, you're coming with me. Miccy, you come with me, the professor, and Matt. Simeon, you're taking mom and Kimber. We meet near the mall entrance in how long?" Harry asked.
"I think two hours would be appropriate." Miccy said. Then she smiled devilishly at the Potter males. "This will be fun!" She almost squealed. The group split up and just when they reached the youth boy section, something latched onto Harry.
"Siri!" The thing chirped.
"I will give you to the count of ten to leave, Sam." Harry growled.
"But I haven't seen you for soooo long." Sam said, still clutching Harry.
"There's a reason for that. I don't want to see you."
"How can you pick that little slut over me! Do you know how many people she's slept with in the last two months!" Sam exclaimed, pointing at Miccy. Miccy's face paled and her eyes teared up.
"I can guess it was less then the amount you've slept with in a week, you filthy tramp." Harry turned and leaned next to her ear. "Why don't you go back to Skank's school of whoring? It's obvious you failed." Harry whispered lightly. He leaned a little closer. "Stay away from Miccy, or you might not have a choice."
"But Sirius." She whimpered.
"My name isn't Sirius." Harry then leaned back, feeling light-headed from her perfume. "Now apologize." His voice held no room for objection.
"Sorry, you little bi-" Harry's finger stopped her from finishing the word.
"Haven't you noticed that little kids are here? Now be nice." Harry chided.
"Sorry." Sam said grumpily.
"And please know that if you ever grab me again, I will have to hurt you. Unlike you, I don't screw anyone that will open their legs for me." Harry said in a harsh whisper. He then turned to his stunned father and curious little brother. "All right Matt, you are getting some real clothes." Harry placed a hand on the younger boy's back and led him to some shirts.
"There is no way Matt is going to wear something like that." James said, pointing to a picture with someone passed out on the front.
"Of course not! This one is better!" Harry pulled out a button up black tee shirt with two silver Chinese dragons up the sides and one curled up on the back. There were also some Chinese symbols scattered across it. "And this will be worn under it." He got out a white sleeveless shirt that would be slightly loose. "Miccy, pick out some pants."
"Already done, he can pick between this or this." She held up two black jeans. One had a silver strap down the side of it while the other one had a dragon similar to the one on the shirt on one of the back pockets. Matt was looking at them with wide eyes.
"The dragon?" The eleven-year-old answered hesitantly.
"Nice choice! Now for you, Professor." Harry said as he grinned slightly at Matt. He turned to look at his father with indifference and Miccy lead the group to the men's section. "All right, I was thinking of casual tan pants and a polo shirt, blue maybe." He looked to Miccy for her opinion.
"Yes, I believe that would be fine." She nodded.
"Same?" Harry asked. Miccy nodded again and went to look for the pants while Harry walked over to the shirts, pulling James when he didn't move. "I figured that you want to look as dull and boring as possible. I figure that you could wear this, it isn't very dull, but it is definitely not something that normal people would wear to relax in." (AN: If anyone like to wear this type of clothing for leisure time, I am sorry, I am referring to where I live.) Harry explained to James. He looked through the shirts a bit before pulling out a few. He held them out against James and finally settled on a dark, almost midnight, blue with dark green sleeves and collar.
"I don't need more clothes." James said irritably.
"I'm not big on clothes shopping either, but we need to give Simeon enough time to fully corrupt mom and Kimber." Harry said easily. "Let's go see where Miccy is."
"Harry, this looks about the right size, right?" Miccy's voice came from right next to him and Harry jumped in surprise.
Holding his racing heart, Harry panted, "Don't do that! Ya almost gave me a heart attack!" He shot a very mild glare at Matt, who was laughing.
"You...should...have seen...the look...on your face!" He chocked out between his laughter.
"Here I go and willingly buy you a nice outfit and you laugh at me!" Harry made his eyes start to water and his lower lip shivered as if he was about to cry. His face looked so sad and pathetic that Miccy kissed his cheek.
"There, all better!" She chirped.
"What do you mean?" Matt asked, truly thinking he had almost made Harry cry.
"A kiss to make it better. And he just looked so miserable, but don't worry, he was just faking it." Harry glared at her. "But I got the pants. Now both of you, in the changing room!" She pointed to the men's changing room. Ten minutes later, Matt came out wearing the outfit.
"This feels weird." He said.
"That's all right, but unbutton the shirt. There, ya look fine." Harry said. "Hey professor! Come out! I'm sure the outfit doesn't look that bad!" Harry yelled. "Besides, we only have fifteen minutes before we have to meet mom and the others! Go change back, Matt." Harry said. The younger boy nodded and ran into the stall. Harry growled and quickly slid under the door of his father's stall. James was standing there in the process of taking the polo shirt off. He poked the taller man's stomach to let him know he was there.
"Wha- Potter." James growled. Harry's eyes narrowed.
"You look fine in that, but it would have been nice to know we need to get you a belt because your pants," Harry hooked his fingers around the waist band and pulled it out a little, "are a bit loose." He then slid back under the stall and went to find a belt.
Ten minutes later, Harry paid for the clothes and five minutes later; they were at the arranged meeting place.
"All right, I'm sure you guys can't wait for tomorrow to come so you can see these two gorgeous ladies wear some hot clothes." Simeon's said in a fashion show announcer's voice. Harry grinned and turned to see the three people walking over.
"Now where?" Harry asked Matt. Matt looked at him and shrugged.
"How about we look around and then I'll pick." He said. Harry shrugged and they left the store to get into the main part of the mall. "Oh! Ooo! Ooo! Let's go there!" Harry followed Matt's vision to the colorful lights of Spencers. He looked nervously at his parents.
"Uh, that might not be the best idea. That store is for the older kids." Harry said hesitantly.
"Yeah, it's for adults." Simeon added.
"Have you ever been in there?" Matt asked. "
"Many times." Harry said under his breath. "Let's go to Sam Goody over there." He said, pulling the kid away from Spencers.
"What's in that store?"
"Music." Harry said.
"No! The other one!" Matt yelled.
"Adult things that you wouldn't understand. Well, some things are for adults, but you're too young and mom really won't approve at all." Harry finished. He knew that he would be in deep trouble if his mom even saw a hint of some of the stuff in there. He grabbed Matt's hand and began to pull him away. "Besides, now that I look at the time, let's get some lunch."
"Food! Muggle food!" Matt yelped excitedly.
"Matthew! Keep your voice down!" James hissed.
"Follow me." Harry began to walk when a hand grabbed his shoulder. He looked up to see Nate, the boy from the car.
"So Johnson, care to back up your words? My boys and I would like to show you to watch your mouth." Nate growled. Harry's eyes narrowed to slits.
"Have you forgotten the last time we met? I beat the shit out of you." Harry hissed. The hand on his shoulder tightened into a bruising grip.
"But that was just you and me. Now we outnumber you. Not even your little pal Thomas can help you this time."
"I don't need help to take out a weak coward like you."
"Let go, right now." Lily snapped.
"Is this your new girlfriend?" Nate's tone spoke that he found Harry's mother pretty.
"Leave her alone." Harry growled.
"Lookie what we have here, the whore and a pretty little bitch." Someone said, pointing to Miccy and Kimber.
"Hey! Call then one more thing and you're going down." Harry snarled.
"If any of you go near Miccy or this family, you'll have me to answer to." Simeon's deep voice sounded almost like an angry animal.
"I was wondering when you were going to speak up, Thomas."
"I jus' wasn't too worried 'cause I know Spec'll take care of ya." Simeon said offhandedly.
"Really?" Nate's brother, Tim, sneered.
"All of you kids knock it off. There will be no fighting." James' voice was in full teacher mode and everyone hesitated before Tim swung his fist at Harry. Harry kicked Nate and spun him in front of his brother's fist. After the powerful blow, Harry threw Nate into Tim. A quick kick to the gut took out the third teen. The other two in the gang backed off when the saw their friends beaten so easily.
"Maybe when you learn how to fight, then I might think you're worthy of a match." Harry spat. "Come on, I'm hungry." He said to his group, a slight smile on his face.
"Wow! How did you take them out so fast? That was so cool! Can you teach me?" Matt begged, almost jumping with excitement.
"Absolutely not! One of you fighting is bad enough; Harry is not spreading his bad habits to you." James said.
"Well, I'm getting rather tired, so after we eat can we go home?" Lily asked, changing the subject.
"Nope, but we can go to the hotel." Harry said. They entered the food court and Miccy pulled them to the Taco Bell. After ordering a variety of foods, Simon, Harry, and Miccy introduced the Potter family to American fast food and Mexican food.
By the time Harry checked into the hotel and got up to the rooms, it was almost five o'clock and despite the time, everyone was tired from the full day.
AN: Happy 4th of July! Just one more chappie left! That's where all of the action is and where you find out what the main plot is, trust me, it has been there but it really only is announced per say in the last chappie. I will get that chappie out by early August, promise. I won't update any of the other stories until I get the last chappie of this one out.
Thanks to:
jeangab057
Angel of Light3
Black-Rose1212
lmill23- there won't really be very many 'just deserts', but James has been a lot more tolerant to Harry.
Queenbeth2
eruve tinwen- right now james isn't a good guy, but next chappie you will see that he ain't so bad
NightofShadow13
FroBoy
SiLvErFaTeD
athenakitty- I don't think lily an james can ever hope to understand or even identify with harry on how he was raised. All they can really do is help him get over it.
df- nothing compared to my high school either, but someone told me that i had a twisted view on americans and i never really thought that i might have offended anyone before i got that review, so that was just to apologise and explain myself
simpleinsanity- well, james isn't a nice guy yet, but as i told eruve tinwen, he's better in the last chappie.