Oh the Woes of Being a Teenager
By: Azorilla
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Any people you don't recognize I do own though.
A/N: Oh my. Sorry for not updating sooner people. I greatly appreciated your reviews! By the way.. How on earth do you get the italics to show up?
Chapter 2: A shock, a party, and some Siriusly angry people
"DUMBLEDORE!" Mundungus Fletcher and Arabella Figg bellowed simultaneously. They raced up the desolate corridors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry trying to be the first to make it to Albus Dumbledore's office.
"I cannot BELIEVE that you lost track of the boy, Dung!" Mrs. Figg screeched, hitting him over the head with her carpet bag as they ran.
"OOF" Mundungus wheezed. "Quit hitting me ya crazy old bat! Its was 'n accident."
"Accident my arse!" She shouted, hitting him with her carpet once more. As they raced around the corner the stone gargoyle came into view.
"Finally" Mundungus panted, "What's the password?"
Arabella looked positively blank. "Ugh, just start naming candies, knowing him its something oddly stupid like that."
"Cockroach Clusters!"
"Fizzing Whizbees!"
"Blood Pops!"
"Ice Mice!"
"Droobles Blowing Gum!"
"Umm... Skittles?"
"Yes!" Shouted Mundungus pumping his fist into the air. Mrs. Figg took a moment to throw him a very dirty look. As they stepped onto the moving staircase they became very quiet. "Oh he's going to be so angry with us" Whispered Mrs. Figg nervously. There was no time for Mundungus to reply as they had just reached the magnificent oak door that lead into the Headmaster's office. Glancing at each other and taking a deep breathe, Mundungus knocked on the door lightly.
"Come in Mrs. Figg, Mundungus" the Headmaster of Hogwarts called from inside. Taking another deep breathe, they opened the door and Mrs. Figg let out a loud scream.
"SIRIUS BLACK!" she screamed again pointing.
Sirius winced, and looked over at his friend Remus. He had his eyebrow raised and was looking quite amused with the whole situation.
"Calm down now Arabella, Sirius is a good friend of mine. He is in no way guilty of the crimes that were brought against him." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "I will explain everything to you and Mundungus at a later point, now sit down and tell me what can I do for you on this lovely morning?"
Mrs. Figg edged into a chair the farthest away from Sirius eyeing him suspiciously while Mundungus decided to stand. "Well, Professor, umm you see.. Mundungus had a bit of a problem keeping an eye on young Harry last night.. and well.." Mrs. Figg stuttered.
Sirius immediately perked up at the sound of Harry's name in the present conversation. "What? What about Harry? Is he all right? Is he sick? Injured?" Sirius asked quickly.
"If you'd let me finish!" Mrs. Figg snapped. Sirius glared, Remus hid a smile and Dumbledores eyes twinkled as Mrs. Figg's infamous temper flared up.
"He ran away" Mundungus said suddenly. There was dead silence and then—
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE RAN AWAY!" Sirius bellowed.
"What? Why would he run away? Weren't you supposed to be watching him?" Remus asked alarmed.
"YOU FOOL! HE COULD BE BEING TORTURED BY DEATHEATERS RIGHT NOW!" Sirius screamed. As Sirius filled his lungs with more air Dumbledore stood up.
"Silence!" He said quietly but firmly. Silence fell, they all looked at him. He smiled and held out a tin with cats doing the tango imprinted on the sides.
"Lemondrop?" Dumbledore looked around at the faces that ranged from glares to plain amusement. "Ah well, more for me" he said and popped one into his mouth. "Now about Harry. I had a feeling that this day would come. Albeit a bit sooner then I expected but nevertheless it would have come eventually." "So what do you propose we do?" Sirius asked vehemently.
"When he's ready, he will come back to us." Dumbledore said firmly, but quietly.
"I am NOT just going to sit here and wait for my godson to 'come back to us when he's ready' Dumbledore!" Sirius snapped angrily. "He could be picked up by Death eaters, or worse, Voldemort himself!"
"Search the stars if you will Sirius, but if Harry doesn't wish to be found, then by Merlin I doubt you'll find him" Dumbledore said with a mischievous smile.
Sirius then got up, followed by Remus and strode out of the room slamming the door behind them.
"What now Dumbledore?" Mrs. Figg whispered.
"Now, we wait" He said softly.
Back at Remus' house:
"Moony, I can't believe he would run off like that! He knows how dangerous it is out there for him." Sirius cried.
Remus sighed. "I know Sirius, I know. We need to find him as soon as possible"
"And how do you propose we do that?"
"I suggest that we check muggle places first. We all know how much Harry hates his fame and being recognized, so I doubt that he would go into a Wizarding area where he could easily be recognized" Remus said thoughtfully.
"Right then, first stop: Muggle London"
Harry's POV
Harry grinned and brought the red plastic cup up to his mouth to drink the cold beer that was in the glass. 'This was DEFINIELY the best plan ever' he thought as he swayed in time with the loud upbeat music that reverberated around the room. He looked around the room at all the other kids dancing and his grin grew wider.
He then decided that he was tired of dancing and looked down at the pretty girl in front of him that he was currently grinding with. She looked to be about 5"3, only a few inches shorter then Harry's 5"8. Her long hair was dark with a few purple streaks in it. She had a lip ring and many piercings in her ears. She was wearing a black and gray pleated mini skirt with a black tank top that said 'Rebel with out a cause"
"Hey, do you wanna go outside and get some air?" He shouted into her ear. She grinned up at him and nodded. As they made their way through the wildly dancing teen a girl reached out and pinched his butt hard. When he spun around he received a wink from a vivacious blonde haired girl named Magda. The girl who was leading him by the hand to the backdoor had also turned when she felt a tug on her hand and glared at the blonde. She turned again and pulled on his arm.
Harry and the girl continued to make their way to the back door of the two story factory house that the party was currently being held at. He opened the door for her and let her go in front of him. Now out on the porch, with the cool night air blowing about him he turned to the girl with a wry grin.
"I don't believe I caught your name while we were dancing" Harry said.
She smiled at him and said in lovely voice "I'm Kylie, you can call my Ky for short, or even KP which are my initials."
Harry grinned, he was beginning to like this girl. She had a lot of spunk and a lot of attitude
"Well I'm Harry Potter" He offered. She raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything as she moved from leaning against the railing to the bench. She patted the seat beside her after she has settled herself down and grinned at him. He obliged, and sat down next to her.
"So what's your story?" she asked turning to him and piercing him with her bright blue eyes.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked confusion evident in his voice.
"I mean what's your story? Your obviously not from around here 'cause I haven't seen you or heard of you before. So are you a runaway or what?"
Harry gave her a lopsided grin "Yeah I suppose so"
He thought back to the last week.. After Harry had secured his money and gotten it exchanged into muggle pounds he had walked around muggle London for a bit before deciding to sleep on a park bench for the night. After all, he had been very tired after the taxi ride and being brutally beaten by a bush and the ground after he had dropped out of his Aunt and Uncle's second story bathroom window.
So, after he had woken up and taken care of pressing business in his bladder he set out to find a place to stay when he had run across a gang of goth kids. Long story short they liked him and offered him a place to stay in the Factory. The Factory was basically a giant building full of runaway kids of all sorts. It was perfect in his eyes.
Harry realized he had been daydreaming after a soft weight settled into his lap. He looked up and saw Kylie sitting in his lap with an impish grin.
"Sorry sweetie, you were daydreaming, thought id get your attention by sitting on you" She snickered.
Harry grinned, "Well not that I might much anyways" And with that he put his hand behind her surprised head and brought it down to his level so that he could kiss her. She pulled back slightly startled and then she grinned.
"Ahh, you're a fast one aren't you Mr. Harry Potter?" she purred, kissing him again while sliding her hand under his shirt. Harry's breathe quickened and he deepened the kiss before she broke it off quickly and got off his lap with an impish grin.
"Tell me what you were daydreaming about. 'Cause I know you weren't daydreaming about me" She said with a laugh.
Harry frowned, slightly disappointed. After telling his story quickly he asked for hers.
"Well," She said with a slight frown on her face. "I live with my detestable parents whom I hate very much. They're in some kind of cult that I cant say much about, and well, I'm sort of in it too, but I only pretend to enjoy it even though I don't. And well, I spend most of my time up here at the factory hanging out with my friends and such."
Harry was now interested, 'A cult?' he thought. 'Sounds sketchy to me.' Despite all of this and all that she had said he couldn't help but trust her.
He was about to ask her a question when a loud screeching noise filled the air over the already loud music. Kylie let out a little squeak and grabbed Harry's hand at the same time Harry reached for her. Their hands connected and a shock that felt an awful lot like sticking your finger in a light switch plug went through their hands. Red sparks flew from the connected hands until they rapidly let go.
"Oh my god" Kylie whispered staring at him.
"Was that you or me?" She asked at the same time Harry said "Did you do that or did i?"
They stared at each other for a second longer until realization hit them over the head in a most peculiar way.
"You're a witch!"
"You're a wizard!"
A/N: Well what do you think? Bad, good? I thought it was bit confusing, let me know and ill try clear things up for you all. By the way, I'm going on vacation soon so you wont see an update for at least another week or two.
By: Azorilla
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Any people you don't recognize I do own though.
A/N: Oh my. Sorry for not updating sooner people. I greatly appreciated your reviews! By the way.. How on earth do you get the italics to show up?
Chapter 2: A shock, a party, and some Siriusly angry people
"DUMBLEDORE!" Mundungus Fletcher and Arabella Figg bellowed simultaneously. They raced up the desolate corridors of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry trying to be the first to make it to Albus Dumbledore's office.
"I cannot BELIEVE that you lost track of the boy, Dung!" Mrs. Figg screeched, hitting him over the head with her carpet bag as they ran.
"OOF" Mundungus wheezed. "Quit hitting me ya crazy old bat! Its was 'n accident."
"Accident my arse!" She shouted, hitting him with her carpet once more. As they raced around the corner the stone gargoyle came into view.
"Finally" Mundungus panted, "What's the password?"
Arabella looked positively blank. "Ugh, just start naming candies, knowing him its something oddly stupid like that."
"Cockroach Clusters!"
"Fizzing Whizbees!"
"Blood Pops!"
"Ice Mice!"
"Droobles Blowing Gum!"
"Umm... Skittles?"
"Yes!" Shouted Mundungus pumping his fist into the air. Mrs. Figg took a moment to throw him a very dirty look. As they stepped onto the moving staircase they became very quiet. "Oh he's going to be so angry with us" Whispered Mrs. Figg nervously. There was no time for Mundungus to reply as they had just reached the magnificent oak door that lead into the Headmaster's office. Glancing at each other and taking a deep breathe, Mundungus knocked on the door lightly.
"Come in Mrs. Figg, Mundungus" the Headmaster of Hogwarts called from inside. Taking another deep breathe, they opened the door and Mrs. Figg let out a loud scream.
"SIRIUS BLACK!" she screamed again pointing.
Sirius winced, and looked over at his friend Remus. He had his eyebrow raised and was looking quite amused with the whole situation.
"Calm down now Arabella, Sirius is a good friend of mine. He is in no way guilty of the crimes that were brought against him." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "I will explain everything to you and Mundungus at a later point, now sit down and tell me what can I do for you on this lovely morning?"
Mrs. Figg edged into a chair the farthest away from Sirius eyeing him suspiciously while Mundungus decided to stand. "Well, Professor, umm you see.. Mundungus had a bit of a problem keeping an eye on young Harry last night.. and well.." Mrs. Figg stuttered.
Sirius immediately perked up at the sound of Harry's name in the present conversation. "What? What about Harry? Is he all right? Is he sick? Injured?" Sirius asked quickly.
"If you'd let me finish!" Mrs. Figg snapped. Sirius glared, Remus hid a smile and Dumbledores eyes twinkled as Mrs. Figg's infamous temper flared up.
"He ran away" Mundungus said suddenly. There was dead silence and then—
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE RAN AWAY!" Sirius bellowed.
"What? Why would he run away? Weren't you supposed to be watching him?" Remus asked alarmed.
"YOU FOOL! HE COULD BE BEING TORTURED BY DEATHEATERS RIGHT NOW!" Sirius screamed. As Sirius filled his lungs with more air Dumbledore stood up.
"Silence!" He said quietly but firmly. Silence fell, they all looked at him. He smiled and held out a tin with cats doing the tango imprinted on the sides.
"Lemondrop?" Dumbledore looked around at the faces that ranged from glares to plain amusement. "Ah well, more for me" he said and popped one into his mouth. "Now about Harry. I had a feeling that this day would come. Albeit a bit sooner then I expected but nevertheless it would have come eventually." "So what do you propose we do?" Sirius asked vehemently.
"When he's ready, he will come back to us." Dumbledore said firmly, but quietly.
"I am NOT just going to sit here and wait for my godson to 'come back to us when he's ready' Dumbledore!" Sirius snapped angrily. "He could be picked up by Death eaters, or worse, Voldemort himself!"
"Search the stars if you will Sirius, but if Harry doesn't wish to be found, then by Merlin I doubt you'll find him" Dumbledore said with a mischievous smile.
Sirius then got up, followed by Remus and strode out of the room slamming the door behind them.
"What now Dumbledore?" Mrs. Figg whispered.
"Now, we wait" He said softly.
Back at Remus' house:
"Moony, I can't believe he would run off like that! He knows how dangerous it is out there for him." Sirius cried.
Remus sighed. "I know Sirius, I know. We need to find him as soon as possible"
"And how do you propose we do that?"
"I suggest that we check muggle places first. We all know how much Harry hates his fame and being recognized, so I doubt that he would go into a Wizarding area where he could easily be recognized" Remus said thoughtfully.
"Right then, first stop: Muggle London"
Harry's POV
Harry grinned and brought the red plastic cup up to his mouth to drink the cold beer that was in the glass. 'This was DEFINIELY the best plan ever' he thought as he swayed in time with the loud upbeat music that reverberated around the room. He looked around the room at all the other kids dancing and his grin grew wider.
He then decided that he was tired of dancing and looked down at the pretty girl in front of him that he was currently grinding with. She looked to be about 5"3, only a few inches shorter then Harry's 5"8. Her long hair was dark with a few purple streaks in it. She had a lip ring and many piercings in her ears. She was wearing a black and gray pleated mini skirt with a black tank top that said 'Rebel with out a cause"
"Hey, do you wanna go outside and get some air?" He shouted into her ear. She grinned up at him and nodded. As they made their way through the wildly dancing teen a girl reached out and pinched his butt hard. When he spun around he received a wink from a vivacious blonde haired girl named Magda. The girl who was leading him by the hand to the backdoor had also turned when she felt a tug on her hand and glared at the blonde. She turned again and pulled on his arm.
Harry and the girl continued to make their way to the back door of the two story factory house that the party was currently being held at. He opened the door for her and let her go in front of him. Now out on the porch, with the cool night air blowing about him he turned to the girl with a wry grin.
"I don't believe I caught your name while we were dancing" Harry said.
She smiled at him and said in lovely voice "I'm Kylie, you can call my Ky for short, or even KP which are my initials."
Harry grinned, he was beginning to like this girl. She had a lot of spunk and a lot of attitude
"Well I'm Harry Potter" He offered. She raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything as she moved from leaning against the railing to the bench. She patted the seat beside her after she has settled herself down and grinned at him. He obliged, and sat down next to her.
"So what's your story?" she asked turning to him and piercing him with her bright blue eyes.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked confusion evident in his voice.
"I mean what's your story? Your obviously not from around here 'cause I haven't seen you or heard of you before. So are you a runaway or what?"
Harry gave her a lopsided grin "Yeah I suppose so"
He thought back to the last week.. After Harry had secured his money and gotten it exchanged into muggle pounds he had walked around muggle London for a bit before deciding to sleep on a park bench for the night. After all, he had been very tired after the taxi ride and being brutally beaten by a bush and the ground after he had dropped out of his Aunt and Uncle's second story bathroom window.
So, after he had woken up and taken care of pressing business in his bladder he set out to find a place to stay when he had run across a gang of goth kids. Long story short they liked him and offered him a place to stay in the Factory. The Factory was basically a giant building full of runaway kids of all sorts. It was perfect in his eyes.
Harry realized he had been daydreaming after a soft weight settled into his lap. He looked up and saw Kylie sitting in his lap with an impish grin.
"Sorry sweetie, you were daydreaming, thought id get your attention by sitting on you" She snickered.
Harry grinned, "Well not that I might much anyways" And with that he put his hand behind her surprised head and brought it down to his level so that he could kiss her. She pulled back slightly startled and then she grinned.
"Ahh, you're a fast one aren't you Mr. Harry Potter?" she purred, kissing him again while sliding her hand under his shirt. Harry's breathe quickened and he deepened the kiss before she broke it off quickly and got off his lap with an impish grin.
"Tell me what you were daydreaming about. 'Cause I know you weren't daydreaming about me" She said with a laugh.
Harry frowned, slightly disappointed. After telling his story quickly he asked for hers.
"Well," She said with a slight frown on her face. "I live with my detestable parents whom I hate very much. They're in some kind of cult that I cant say much about, and well, I'm sort of in it too, but I only pretend to enjoy it even though I don't. And well, I spend most of my time up here at the factory hanging out with my friends and such."
Harry was now interested, 'A cult?' he thought. 'Sounds sketchy to me.' Despite all of this and all that she had said he couldn't help but trust her.
He was about to ask her a question when a loud screeching noise filled the air over the already loud music. Kylie let out a little squeak and grabbed Harry's hand at the same time Harry reached for her. Their hands connected and a shock that felt an awful lot like sticking your finger in a light switch plug went through their hands. Red sparks flew from the connected hands until they rapidly let go.
"Oh my god" Kylie whispered staring at him.
"Was that you or me?" She asked at the same time Harry said "Did you do that or did i?"
They stared at each other for a second longer until realization hit them over the head in a most peculiar way.
"You're a witch!"
"You're a wizard!"
A/N: Well what do you think? Bad, good? I thought it was bit confusing, let me know and ill try clear things up for you all. By the way, I'm going on vacation soon so you wont see an update for at least another week or two.