Harry ran a shaking hand through his hair, letting loose a heavy sigh. IN his ot her hand he flicked a half-smoked fag, before bringing it to his ips and taking a healthy puff and exhaling slowly, watching the smoke that escaped from his lips.
You know, those things can kill you," Came the muttered voice of Nymphadora Tonks, to which Harry gave no reply. After all, he'd heard much the same from her before.
Concealed beneath an invisibility cloak, Tonks rolled her eyes at the raven-haired youth's lack of response, contenting herself, instead, with randomly changing the color of nail polish, always keeping the colors bright and vibrant.
Taking one last drag of the cigarette, Harry tossed it off into the darkness, uncaring of the d anger to causing a fire. He wasn't quite sure why he had first started smoking, but by now it was a moot pint. It annoyed his "guards" to no end, and that in itself was enough of a reason for him to continue.
There was just something that he like about this place. A small clearing completely surrounded by trees, it was completely blocked off from Surrey. If he didn't know for a fact that Privet Drive was only 10 minutes walk away, he could have almost believed that he was really alone here. Or, well, as alone as one could be with a bumbling auror following his every movement.
It was peaceful here, and calm. No relatives weighing down his shoulders with constant insults and work, no wizards or witches expectinghim to be the perfect vision of light and goodness. No Dumbledore, always pushing and manipulating him in one direction or another. No Voldemort, no prophecies. Just Harry.
That was what it felt like, anyway.
Lighting another fag, Harry took a long, slow drag as he stared at the line of trees before him, idly wondering what people would o if he simply refused to leave here.
Placing his left foot behind his right one, Harry alowed himself to fall back onto the soft grass, a small "oof!" escaping his lips at the rough landin g. However, he made no move to move toa more comfortable posision, instead conenting himself with staring up at the clear night sky.
It was thus that he fell asleep, what remained of his cigarette falling from slack fi ngers, down to the ground.
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a/n -- heh. don't worry. this isn't what chapters are usually gonna be like in length. this was just what i had to get out before the true story started up. onto chapter two! enjoy :D