Ch. 3 I'm staying at a friend's house
Disclaimer: I wish I was J.K. Rowling, cuz then I would own Harry Potter, but sadly I don't.
Kevin: Hey back again!
Harry: (grunts) (sigh)
Kvun: Shut up or I'll make your next part a living hell!
Harry: it already is so it can't get any worse.
Kvun: how?
Harry: why Dumbledore?! It's sick an wrong! (Runs away muttering I know I'm not gay...I know I'm not...)
Kvun: ya... I know most of you think that so I'll make it up by ending the queerness. But NO I WILL NOT TAKE THE FIRST CHAPPIE OFF THANKS! Even though a few asked. If you don't like it, then don't read it! And flaming me won't change anything so don't even try. Still, hope you like my story!
Oh ya! I forgot to say: I'm SO sorry I haven't updated in so long. I've been just so busy. But hopefully this story will make up for it. And if not, here's virtual hugs for everybody!=) Harry sumbled as he limper down the street. He had to get away. Away from Dumbledore. Harry was actually amazed that he even made it this far.
Flashback
Dumbledore: Ooo... oh Harry! Harder! Faster! Oh!
Harry: Let go! Stop!! Ahh...
Dumbledore: don't fight it! Imperio!
But harry fought back against the Imperius curse just as he did in the 4th year. Harry grabbed his wand and yelled "Silencio!" Dumbledore yelled but no sound came out. He couldn't curse him...for now. Harry untied the ropes Dumbledore bonded him with and put back his robes Dumbledore had stripped him from. He ran out and yelled "pyroetiquess" his house burst into flames. Harry fled, knowing very well that Dumbledore would be back
End Flashback
Harry felt so ashamed. SO angry. How could he have done "it" with Dumbledore. He had nowhere to go. He took out his wand and apparated to the burrow. No one was home. He cursed under his breath. He went to hermoine's home thinking of how he would explain recent events. But still, no one was home. He walked around, deep in thought. He noticed a shiny badge on the floor. It had an "M" on it. A green snake engraved on the bottom. Curious, he reached and touched it. BIG MISTAKE! He felt his head spin and his feet lift the ground.
"Ahh!" he yelled. It was a Portkey. Worse of all, it led to the Malfoy's manor. What he did next still perplexed him. Why did he ring the doorbell?
Malfo jumped. He looked out the window. Potter?! What was he doing here? Since the first year, Draco had always wanted to be his friend. Chose to him like Weasley. Harry was smart and funny. And saved his love: Ginny. But given the circumstances, his father being a deatheater and the house difference, he was not able to offer his friendship. Malfoy put the daily profit with Harry's burning house on the table and answered the door.
Harry shuddered. He couldn't believe what he was doing. He was going to ask for help from his worst enemy; Malfoy also known as ferret boy, the son of a deatheater. Malfoy answered the door.
"What do you want?" asked Draco giving him a trademark sneer. Harry didn't notice, but Draco found it hard to sneer like back in Hogwarts. Harry sighed.
"I never thought I'd say this, but I need your help." Harry looked down. Embarassed.
"What's this?" asked Draco pretending to sound shocked, "famous scar head needs my help?"
"Shut up ferret!"
"I'd be nicer to me if you need my help" he taunted
Harry mettered something half curse half apologizing
"Sorry didn't catch that last bit" said Malfoy brightly
Draco took out a tape recorder and pressed record.
"Pardon me?" he asked again trying to sound innocent
"I said..." harry couldn't take it, but he had to, "thank you draco!" harry practically yelled. He said it fast and loud.
"So what's wrong?" asked draco as he put away his recorder.
Harry sighed again and took a deep breath. He recounted his past events, including what dumbledore had told him. The horrible truth about his past. It took a while for all this to sink into malfoy. Even harry was still having trouble believing it. But the surprising was how easy it was to talk with draco. As if they had been friends for life. Draco was a great audience. He gasped at all the right places. He nodded. As if he could understand.
But the scariest part was that malfoy already knew about the truth of his parents.
"How did you know?" asked harry in amazement.
"Old uncle Tom's (voldemort) is a family friend." He explained. He told us all about how he was framed. He nodded. "So what do you need?" asked draco "I need somewhere to stay for a while" said harry nervously "please?" he added.
"Sure thing harry" replied draco. And for the first time, a true smile came on his face.
Over the next few days, harry had gone to enjoy draco a lot. They had become quite good friends, as if their hogwarts past never existed.
One morning, 4 days after harry arrived 2 owls arrived for harry. The first one was the daily prophet. On the front page was a picture of him. And at the bottom, it wrote HARRY POTTER MISSING Under it were articles about him. Missing. His house burning down. Nothing about dumbledore. That means he escaped! Harry cursed as he sat down in the kitchen. The next was a letter. From his friend... "ron" he muttered. He hadn't written to him in so long.
Dear harry, I've got my doubts on Pig cuz I wasn't sure if he could find you. I'm so sorry I haven't kept in touch since hogwarts. Just so busy. But when I saw you on the daily prophet, I was so worried. Hopefully this finds you at all. So where are you? We've gotta meet. I'll get our old friends. It'll be like old times. How about the Moonlight Pub? On Sunday 8:30 pm.
Write soon, Ron
Harry read and re-read the letter. And quickly, he took out a quill and a parchment:
Dear Ron, I got you letter and I'm sending Hedwig back cuz Pig doesn't look like he could last another. And sure, I'll meet you at Moonlight Puc.
From, Harry
Harry paused, then he added:
P.S. I'm staying with a friend. A good friend.
Harry tied the letter onto Hedwig's leg. She and Pig then set off. Half an hour later, Draco came downstairs.
"Mornin'" yawned Draco.
"Hey draco" said harry brightly. He paused then asked
"how would you like to come to Moonligh Pub with me tonight?" draco smiled.
"Sure buddy" he answered, "anything for a friend" Kvun: I know, kinda strange. But people asked me for less romance and detail. So here. Done. Now, I'll give you all virtual cookies if all of you do me a favour. Just press that nice button (points at button) down there, and review. Please. That nice shiny button is just waiting to be pressed. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I wish I was J.K. Rowling, cuz then I would own Harry Potter, but sadly I don't.
Kevin: Hey back again!
Harry: (grunts) (sigh)
Kvun: Shut up or I'll make your next part a living hell!
Harry: it already is so it can't get any worse.
Kvun: how?
Harry: why Dumbledore?! It's sick an wrong! (Runs away muttering I know I'm not gay...I know I'm not...)
Kvun: ya... I know most of you think that so I'll make it up by ending the queerness. But NO I WILL NOT TAKE THE FIRST CHAPPIE OFF THANKS! Even though a few asked. If you don't like it, then don't read it! And flaming me won't change anything so don't even try. Still, hope you like my story!
Oh ya! I forgot to say: I'm SO sorry I haven't updated in so long. I've been just so busy. But hopefully this story will make up for it. And if not, here's virtual hugs for everybody!=) Harry sumbled as he limper down the street. He had to get away. Away from Dumbledore. Harry was actually amazed that he even made it this far.
Flashback
Dumbledore: Ooo... oh Harry! Harder! Faster! Oh!
Harry: Let go! Stop!! Ahh...
Dumbledore: don't fight it! Imperio!
But harry fought back against the Imperius curse just as he did in the 4th year. Harry grabbed his wand and yelled "Silencio!" Dumbledore yelled but no sound came out. He couldn't curse him...for now. Harry untied the ropes Dumbledore bonded him with and put back his robes Dumbledore had stripped him from. He ran out and yelled "pyroetiquess" his house burst into flames. Harry fled, knowing very well that Dumbledore would be back
End Flashback
Harry felt so ashamed. SO angry. How could he have done "it" with Dumbledore. He had nowhere to go. He took out his wand and apparated to the burrow. No one was home. He cursed under his breath. He went to hermoine's home thinking of how he would explain recent events. But still, no one was home. He walked around, deep in thought. He noticed a shiny badge on the floor. It had an "M" on it. A green snake engraved on the bottom. Curious, he reached and touched it. BIG MISTAKE! He felt his head spin and his feet lift the ground.
"Ahh!" he yelled. It was a Portkey. Worse of all, it led to the Malfoy's manor. What he did next still perplexed him. Why did he ring the doorbell?
Malfo jumped. He looked out the window. Potter?! What was he doing here? Since the first year, Draco had always wanted to be his friend. Chose to him like Weasley. Harry was smart and funny. And saved his love: Ginny. But given the circumstances, his father being a deatheater and the house difference, he was not able to offer his friendship. Malfoy put the daily profit with Harry's burning house on the table and answered the door.
Harry shuddered. He couldn't believe what he was doing. He was going to ask for help from his worst enemy; Malfoy also known as ferret boy, the son of a deatheater. Malfoy answered the door.
"What do you want?" asked Draco giving him a trademark sneer. Harry didn't notice, but Draco found it hard to sneer like back in Hogwarts. Harry sighed.
"I never thought I'd say this, but I need your help." Harry looked down. Embarassed.
"What's this?" asked Draco pretending to sound shocked, "famous scar head needs my help?"
"Shut up ferret!"
"I'd be nicer to me if you need my help" he taunted
Harry mettered something half curse half apologizing
"Sorry didn't catch that last bit" said Malfoy brightly
Draco took out a tape recorder and pressed record.
"Pardon me?" he asked again trying to sound innocent
"I said..." harry couldn't take it, but he had to, "thank you draco!" harry practically yelled. He said it fast and loud.
"So what's wrong?" asked draco as he put away his recorder.
Harry sighed again and took a deep breath. He recounted his past events, including what dumbledore had told him. The horrible truth about his past. It took a while for all this to sink into malfoy. Even harry was still having trouble believing it. But the surprising was how easy it was to talk with draco. As if they had been friends for life. Draco was a great audience. He gasped at all the right places. He nodded. As if he could understand.
But the scariest part was that malfoy already knew about the truth of his parents.
"How did you know?" asked harry in amazement.
"Old uncle Tom's (voldemort) is a family friend." He explained. He told us all about how he was framed. He nodded. "So what do you need?" asked draco "I need somewhere to stay for a while" said harry nervously "please?" he added.
"Sure thing harry" replied draco. And for the first time, a true smile came on his face.
Over the next few days, harry had gone to enjoy draco a lot. They had become quite good friends, as if their hogwarts past never existed.
One morning, 4 days after harry arrived 2 owls arrived for harry. The first one was the daily prophet. On the front page was a picture of him. And at the bottom, it wrote HARRY POTTER MISSING Under it were articles about him. Missing. His house burning down. Nothing about dumbledore. That means he escaped! Harry cursed as he sat down in the kitchen. The next was a letter. From his friend... "ron" he muttered. He hadn't written to him in so long.
Dear harry, I've got my doubts on Pig cuz I wasn't sure if he could find you. I'm so sorry I haven't kept in touch since hogwarts. Just so busy. But when I saw you on the daily prophet, I was so worried. Hopefully this finds you at all. So where are you? We've gotta meet. I'll get our old friends. It'll be like old times. How about the Moonlight Pub? On Sunday 8:30 pm.
Write soon, Ron
Harry read and re-read the letter. And quickly, he took out a quill and a parchment:
Dear Ron, I got you letter and I'm sending Hedwig back cuz Pig doesn't look like he could last another. And sure, I'll meet you at Moonlight Puc.
From, Harry
Harry paused, then he added:
P.S. I'm staying with a friend. A good friend.
Harry tied the letter onto Hedwig's leg. She and Pig then set off. Half an hour later, Draco came downstairs.
"Mornin'" yawned Draco.
"Hey draco" said harry brightly. He paused then asked
"how would you like to come to Moonligh Pub with me tonight?" draco smiled.
"Sure buddy" he answered, "anything for a friend" Kvun: I know, kinda strange. But people asked me for less romance and detail. So here. Done. Now, I'll give you all virtual cookies if all of you do me a favour. Just press that nice button (points at button) down there, and review. Please. That nice shiny button is just waiting to be pressed. Thanks.