Chapter Two
It was 6:30 and the second week of Willow at her new place. She was pacing about fixing everything she could. Every minuet she found herself in front of the mirror checking her hair and out fit. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a medieval themed top, with lacy and green sort of fabrics (a/n a version of top like the one she was wearing in hat episode when they couldn't leave the house season 6 I think.).
She had told people to come from 7 onwards. She had met a few of the people she would be meeting later tonight but a lot of them she had never met. She knew school wouldn't start for another few weeks so she was hoping to see Harry again. She had only seen him two times. And the second Harry was just when he had been collecting some milk from the milk man (a/n do they still do this in ENG?). So she was looking forward to seeing him even though he was about 5-6 years younger than she was.
At five to seven her first guest arrived. They were the family next door. She liked them; they had a small girl whom Willow got on famously with. The next were the Hunningdales who lived a little way up. At 7:45 all the families where their with the exception of Harry and his family. She was worried about Harry one night a while back she saw him sitting in what she thought was his room, looking forlornly out into the sky. But what was disturbing was that he had bars on his window. None of the other windows had them and this was a peaceful neighborhood from what she had seen so far so she didn't think it was to keep robbers out. And seeing as he lived on the second floor, well she hoped it was all for the best. Finally at 8:15 they arrived. Harry was behind them as they were greeted kindly by Willow. She had got a present from everyone with no exceptions and this made Willow feel even more happy. She had mainly got ornamental type things trinkets and what not but also she had many pot plants and seeds for her garden. Halfway through the party Willow pulled Harry aside to talk to him.
"So Harry, how are you?" Willow asked causally. She could see a fresh bruise on his arm and she tried not to stare at it.
"I'm fine thank you, how are you?" Harry replied unconvincingly.
"Oh you know, exhausted and you know the whole moving and working and all that kinda makes you want to sleep for eternity." She replied happily.
"I can only imagine."
"Hey, why don't you come and work for me, do some odd jobs while you're around before you go back to school? I could pay you I'm not sure how much but you know. I'm sure you could use some money. Not that I think you poor, no just that you know teenagers and money mix well. Oh Anya would be proud, me getting people to work and giving them money."
"Harry? Where are you?" Dudley asked annoyed. Vernon had decided to call Harry by his name because he wanted to seem as civilized as possible and he didn't want to arouse any suspicion.
"There you are b- Harry." Vernon said "come one we must be off. Thank you for the party Miss Rosenberg. It is late, we might see you later."
"No problem Mr. Dursley. I was just asking young Harry here if he wanted to come and help me around the house, lord knows I ant do it all by myself."
"I'm sure Harry would love to." Vernon answered politely.
"Good then it is settled. Tomorrow at around 11 o'clock could you come here Harry?" Willow asked
"Yes m'am" Harry replied. Willow wasn't sure why he had suddenly called her m'am but she didn't want to bring it up just yet. By midnight everyone had left. Willow walked to her room and collapsed exhausted onto her bed. What a night she thought. She lay there thinking about all the new people she had met and she fell into a deep sleep.
She woke at 10:45 the next morning still dressed in her cloths from last night. Shit she thought, Harry would be her soon. She quickly jumped into the shower, and then pulled on some new cloths, just a nice skirt and a similar type of top. Willow ran downstairs at 10:55 and got out a bowl of cereal and milk and shoved down the food. She hadn't had time to clean up from yesterday so she hoped Harry wouldn't mind helping. She had just finished her breakfast when the doorbell rang 11 o'clock on the dot. Wow Willow though how punctual. She went to the door and saw Harry in the same cloths as he had worn the first day she had met him.
"Hi Harry!" Willow said her usual happy self.
"Hello Willow." Harry replied warmly.
"Well don't just stand there come in. I like only just woke up so yeah I haven't had time to clean up. Maybe we can start there ok?"
"Yeah, sure." Harry made his way in to the house and saw it as a completely different place than last night, probably from the lack of people. He could see lots of framed photos of people he presumed were Willows old friends, and a huge stack of CDs and a reasonable sized TV. He made his way through the mess picking up the trash and putting it into some big plastic bags.
"Harry," Willow said, "Do you like music?"
"I guess…" Harry replied looking up from his work. He wasn't sure how to fake this. He hadn't really heard much muggle music honestly. The Dursleys hadn't let him listen to much and he didn't own any CD player let alone a CD.
"Cool. Well maybe some Good charlotte. I'm in the mood for some punky rock band type of music. That ok?" Willow asked.(a/n I don't know if she listened to this but in this Fanfic she dose, so meh Sticks out tongue)
"Yeah sure."
"Good 'cause I was ganna play it any way." Willow replied excitedly. She popped the CD in and played it on random and Wondering started playing. "If you want me to wait, I would wait for you, if you tell me to stay, I would stay right thru, if you don't wanna say anything at all…I'm happy wondering…" Willow danced around and sang to the music as she worked shaking her body and head. Harry was dumbfounded by her forwardness and her huge supply of energy. "now my life is changing, its always rearranging, its always getting stranger than I thought it ever could, ever since I found you, I wanna be around you, I wanna to get down to the point that I need you!" She yelled and dropped the bag and kept singing the song and dancing around. When the song finished and went on to Emotionless she stopped dancing exhausted. She noticed Harry looking at her like she was mad and this made her giggle. After she got control of herself she decided to start up working again.
When they had finally finished cleaning up it was getting close to one o'clock. Willow didn't have any food left since they had eaten it all last night.
"So Harry, where is a good place to eat around here? I am like totally starved and I mean you must be to 'cause I mean like growing boy they need like heaps of food. Zander always ate like always and he wasn't always growing in height. So yeah food how about it, my treat." Willow said all revved up. She wanted t see around the place. And she hoped Harry could tell her where that would be. And she hopped seeing it was Saturday he would mind showing her around instead of going of playing sports or what ever with his friends.
Harry wasn't sure how to respond. He actually hadn't got around much; he had spent most of his life shut up in the Dursley's house. And who was Zander? He guessed an old friend. He wondered why she was so young and living by herself. He shrugged it off.
"Earth to Harry?? Are you in there?" Willow tapped him on his head
"Oh yeah right, umm I donno…" suddenly he remembered a café that he had heard Petunia talking about that was only a little way away. "Oh yeah, I think there is a café a little way up… haven't been there myself but it might be good."
"Good then it's settled were off to the café."
They made there way looking for this café. They kept walking and walking. It was a warm day and Harry took of his jumper. He was only wearing an oldish T-shirt and Willow noticed even more bruises. She wondered now how he could have more. It had only been one night since she had seen him. She didn't want to think about it so she kept her eyes pealed for this café. Finally they came across it. Harry was relieved and hungry as was Willow. Harry went to scratch his arm and realized the bruises; he quickly pulled on his jumper again. They went in a door bell jingled as they opened the door. Painful memories of Giles and the Magic box came flooding back. They sat down and ordered some sandwiches and some soft drinks. They talked for a while and then Willow saw his scar on his head. It looked kinda old and she decided to tactfully ask what it was from it was pretty cool.
"So Harry, I have head of war scars but wow that's a pretty good one." Willow blurted out. Dam she thought Anya must have rubbed off on her. Oh Anya, she missed her forward bluntness.
Harry had a plan fro this he always did. He always had to make up this so he had thought a story a long while ago and he hoped he could remember it all.
"I got it when I was a young kid. I was playing with a fishing rod and silly young little me was seeing how bendable it was. Well I was bending it back so far and someone came over trying to tell me not to do it and quick as I could I dropped it. And it flicked up and cut me. Never touched a fishing line since" Harry said pleased that he could remember it and he hoped it was a plausible answer. Willow was in fits of giggles, she wasn't sure of whether to believe the story as she could see it didn't roll of his tongue that well. But it was funny all the same.
The weeks wet by and weeks turned to months. It had been a moth since she had left America, and all the others. Since then she had been training herself and practicing little bits of magic. She didn't want to try to much as she didn't have much of an anchor here, someone to bring her back if he went too far. She had also started in a kung-fu near by she was happy with that, since she had no Buff to help her et buff she decided it was best to start some es. She wasn't much of a kicking and screaming girl but Kung-fu helped her strengthen herself and she was becoming a lot more flexible.
Another month went by and she decided to see if she could track down Giles. She just needed to see someone familiar. She had become friends with a few people from work but she just needed an old friend. She also knew Harry would be leaving for school soon so she was trying to see him as much as possible before he left. It took her three days on the net after work to track down the old watcher but she had done it. He lived quite a way away so she decided to call him.
The phone was ringing and had been foe a while so she just waited and waited getting even more anxious. Then suddenly someone picked up.
"Hello, Mr. Giles speaking." Giles said out of breath on the other end.
"Hello Giles it's me, Willow."
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A/N
So how was that for a cliffhanger, well I nee some help on how to get Harry and Willow to start using magic together or rather just find out. Well yeah please review, I haven't had one yet Pouts…well I hope I get some soon.
It was 6:30 and the second week of Willow at her new place. She was pacing about fixing everything she could. Every minuet she found herself in front of the mirror checking her hair and out fit. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a medieval themed top, with lacy and green sort of fabrics (a/n a version of top like the one she was wearing in hat episode when they couldn't leave the house season 6 I think.).
She had told people to come from 7 onwards. She had met a few of the people she would be meeting later tonight but a lot of them she had never met. She knew school wouldn't start for another few weeks so she was hoping to see Harry again. She had only seen him two times. And the second Harry was just when he had been collecting some milk from the milk man (a/n do they still do this in ENG?). So she was looking forward to seeing him even though he was about 5-6 years younger than she was.
At five to seven her first guest arrived. They were the family next door. She liked them; they had a small girl whom Willow got on famously with. The next were the Hunningdales who lived a little way up. At 7:45 all the families where their with the exception of Harry and his family. She was worried about Harry one night a while back she saw him sitting in what she thought was his room, looking forlornly out into the sky. But what was disturbing was that he had bars on his window. None of the other windows had them and this was a peaceful neighborhood from what she had seen so far so she didn't think it was to keep robbers out. And seeing as he lived on the second floor, well she hoped it was all for the best. Finally at 8:15 they arrived. Harry was behind them as they were greeted kindly by Willow. She had got a present from everyone with no exceptions and this made Willow feel even more happy. She had mainly got ornamental type things trinkets and what not but also she had many pot plants and seeds for her garden. Halfway through the party Willow pulled Harry aside to talk to him.
"So Harry, how are you?" Willow asked causally. She could see a fresh bruise on his arm and she tried not to stare at it.
"I'm fine thank you, how are you?" Harry replied unconvincingly.
"Oh you know, exhausted and you know the whole moving and working and all that kinda makes you want to sleep for eternity." She replied happily.
"I can only imagine."
"Hey, why don't you come and work for me, do some odd jobs while you're around before you go back to school? I could pay you I'm not sure how much but you know. I'm sure you could use some money. Not that I think you poor, no just that you know teenagers and money mix well. Oh Anya would be proud, me getting people to work and giving them money."
"Harry? Where are you?" Dudley asked annoyed. Vernon had decided to call Harry by his name because he wanted to seem as civilized as possible and he didn't want to arouse any suspicion.
"There you are b- Harry." Vernon said "come one we must be off. Thank you for the party Miss Rosenberg. It is late, we might see you later."
"No problem Mr. Dursley. I was just asking young Harry here if he wanted to come and help me around the house, lord knows I ant do it all by myself."
"I'm sure Harry would love to." Vernon answered politely.
"Good then it is settled. Tomorrow at around 11 o'clock could you come here Harry?" Willow asked
"Yes m'am" Harry replied. Willow wasn't sure why he had suddenly called her m'am but she didn't want to bring it up just yet. By midnight everyone had left. Willow walked to her room and collapsed exhausted onto her bed. What a night she thought. She lay there thinking about all the new people she had met and she fell into a deep sleep.
She woke at 10:45 the next morning still dressed in her cloths from last night. Shit she thought, Harry would be her soon. She quickly jumped into the shower, and then pulled on some new cloths, just a nice skirt and a similar type of top. Willow ran downstairs at 10:55 and got out a bowl of cereal and milk and shoved down the food. She hadn't had time to clean up from yesterday so she hoped Harry wouldn't mind helping. She had just finished her breakfast when the doorbell rang 11 o'clock on the dot. Wow Willow though how punctual. She went to the door and saw Harry in the same cloths as he had worn the first day she had met him.
"Hi Harry!" Willow said her usual happy self.
"Hello Willow." Harry replied warmly.
"Well don't just stand there come in. I like only just woke up so yeah I haven't had time to clean up. Maybe we can start there ok?"
"Yeah, sure." Harry made his way in to the house and saw it as a completely different place than last night, probably from the lack of people. He could see lots of framed photos of people he presumed were Willows old friends, and a huge stack of CDs and a reasonable sized TV. He made his way through the mess picking up the trash and putting it into some big plastic bags.
"Harry," Willow said, "Do you like music?"
"I guess…" Harry replied looking up from his work. He wasn't sure how to fake this. He hadn't really heard much muggle music honestly. The Dursleys hadn't let him listen to much and he didn't own any CD player let alone a CD.
"Cool. Well maybe some Good charlotte. I'm in the mood for some punky rock band type of music. That ok?" Willow asked.(a/n I don't know if she listened to this but in this Fanfic she dose, so meh Sticks out tongue)
"Yeah sure."
"Good 'cause I was ganna play it any way." Willow replied excitedly. She popped the CD in and played it on random and Wondering started playing. "If you want me to wait, I would wait for you, if you tell me to stay, I would stay right thru, if you don't wanna say anything at all…I'm happy wondering…" Willow danced around and sang to the music as she worked shaking her body and head. Harry was dumbfounded by her forwardness and her huge supply of energy. "now my life is changing, its always rearranging, its always getting stranger than I thought it ever could, ever since I found you, I wanna be around you, I wanna to get down to the point that I need you!" She yelled and dropped the bag and kept singing the song and dancing around. When the song finished and went on to Emotionless she stopped dancing exhausted. She noticed Harry looking at her like she was mad and this made her giggle. After she got control of herself she decided to start up working again.
When they had finally finished cleaning up it was getting close to one o'clock. Willow didn't have any food left since they had eaten it all last night.
"So Harry, where is a good place to eat around here? I am like totally starved and I mean you must be to 'cause I mean like growing boy they need like heaps of food. Zander always ate like always and he wasn't always growing in height. So yeah food how about it, my treat." Willow said all revved up. She wanted t see around the place. And she hoped Harry could tell her where that would be. And she hopped seeing it was Saturday he would mind showing her around instead of going of playing sports or what ever with his friends.
Harry wasn't sure how to respond. He actually hadn't got around much; he had spent most of his life shut up in the Dursley's house. And who was Zander? He guessed an old friend. He wondered why she was so young and living by herself. He shrugged it off.
"Earth to Harry?? Are you in there?" Willow tapped him on his head
"Oh yeah right, umm I donno…" suddenly he remembered a café that he had heard Petunia talking about that was only a little way away. "Oh yeah, I think there is a café a little way up… haven't been there myself but it might be good."
"Good then it's settled were off to the café."
They made there way looking for this café. They kept walking and walking. It was a warm day and Harry took of his jumper. He was only wearing an oldish T-shirt and Willow noticed even more bruises. She wondered now how he could have more. It had only been one night since she had seen him. She didn't want to think about it so she kept her eyes pealed for this café. Finally they came across it. Harry was relieved and hungry as was Willow. Harry went to scratch his arm and realized the bruises; he quickly pulled on his jumper again. They went in a door bell jingled as they opened the door. Painful memories of Giles and the Magic box came flooding back. They sat down and ordered some sandwiches and some soft drinks. They talked for a while and then Willow saw his scar on his head. It looked kinda old and she decided to tactfully ask what it was from it was pretty cool.
"So Harry, I have head of war scars but wow that's a pretty good one." Willow blurted out. Dam she thought Anya must have rubbed off on her. Oh Anya, she missed her forward bluntness.
Harry had a plan fro this he always did. He always had to make up this so he had thought a story a long while ago and he hoped he could remember it all.
"I got it when I was a young kid. I was playing with a fishing rod and silly young little me was seeing how bendable it was. Well I was bending it back so far and someone came over trying to tell me not to do it and quick as I could I dropped it. And it flicked up and cut me. Never touched a fishing line since" Harry said pleased that he could remember it and he hoped it was a plausible answer. Willow was in fits of giggles, she wasn't sure of whether to believe the story as she could see it didn't roll of his tongue that well. But it was funny all the same.
The weeks wet by and weeks turned to months. It had been a moth since she had left America, and all the others. Since then she had been training herself and practicing little bits of magic. She didn't want to try to much as she didn't have much of an anchor here, someone to bring her back if he went too far. She had also started in a kung-fu near by she was happy with that, since she had no Buff to help her et buff she decided it was best to start some es. She wasn't much of a kicking and screaming girl but Kung-fu helped her strengthen herself and she was becoming a lot more flexible.
Another month went by and she decided to see if she could track down Giles. She just needed to see someone familiar. She had become friends with a few people from work but she just needed an old friend. She also knew Harry would be leaving for school soon so she was trying to see him as much as possible before he left. It took her three days on the net after work to track down the old watcher but she had done it. He lived quite a way away so she decided to call him.
The phone was ringing and had been foe a while so she just waited and waited getting even more anxious. Then suddenly someone picked up.
"Hello, Mr. Giles speaking." Giles said out of breath on the other end.
"Hello Giles it's me, Willow."
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A/N
So how was that for a cliffhanger, well I nee some help on how to get Harry and Willow to start using magic together or rather just find out. Well yeah please review, I haven't had one yet Pouts…well I hope I get some soon.