A new chapter!!!
I HAVE CORRECTED SOME MISTAKES THANKS TO EVERPRESENT
I'm currently working on two other stories. One is a charmed/Hp crossover (The key to killing Harry Potter). The other is about Future Harry, returning to the past to change some things (Repeating History)
Oh I forgot to put the disclaimer thing in the starting.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Harry Potter and his friends or his universe. All I own is the plot and some other original characters. ***************************************************************************
Harry and Yasmin walked side by side, aimlessly through the dark. They were both silent as their heads were full of thoughts and questions. The both of them were too deep in thought to realize a white cat trotting after them. They made their was through with the help of dimly lit streetlights. They were far away from the Dursley's, but did not stop walking.
Yasmin walked beside Harry. She kept thinking of what had happened back in the Dursley's house. She had heard Harry and Vernon's argument clearly. She had heard Vernon asking to put something down and said that Harry would not dare use it. What was the thing that made Vernon so scared? Was Harry holding a gun? Yasmin stole a glance at Harry's pockets. His pockets seemed empty. What was he holding then? She heard petunia shriek in fright. She remembered the scared and astonished faces of the Dursley's as she and Harry walked past them. They were too scared to even try to stop them from leaving. Why were they so afraid of Harry? Is he dangerous? Yasmin took a few steps away from Harry, making the gap between them wider. He's not dangerous. He couldn't be, right?
Harry didn't know how he could trust Yasmin so easily. There was something that made him believe her. Maybe it was because she was his sister. From, what Harry had seen, Yasmin had no idea that the wizarding world exists. Is she a muggle? Could being a test tube baby take away all the magic in her? Harry quickly chucked the thoughts aside. He had to concentrate on finding a place to go. He thought of taking out his wand to flag down a Knight Bus, but he didn't want Yasmin to freak out. He kept thinking, but an unexpected thought came to mind. How would Yasmin react when she finds out that Voldemort killed their parents? Harry would have thought about it longer, but Yasmin interrupted his thoughts.
"Can I ask you a question?" Yasmin asked, out of the blue.
"Sure." Harry replied, hoping that she wasn't going to ask about how their parents died. He would have a hard time explaining who was Lord Voldemort.
"Why were the Dursley's frightened?" Yasmin asked. She had decided to ask Harry about it, instead of wondering all night long.
Harry fell silent. He didn't know how to tell her that the Dursley's were afraid he might curse them. 'She might have just asked about our parents death' Harry thought as they walked past a van.
"What was the thing that you were holding, that made the Dursley's scared?" Yasmin asked, noticing that Harry had a hard time answering. Harry didn't answer, which made Yasmin suspicious.
"I'm getting tired. You want to sit down?" Harry asked quickly. Yasmin nodded. Harry Put down his trunk in the middle of the empty pavement. Harry sat on the trunk, and Yasmin sat next to him.
"What was it?" Yasmin asked curiously. She somehow didn't want to know the answer. She was afraid that Harry would actually take out a gun. She had a mental image of Harry shooting her. She had a very wild imagination.
"This." Harry took out his wand from his pocket. He thought that Yasmin wouldn't be too shocked by the wand, since she would just assume it was a stick.
"A stick?" Yasmin was surprised when she saw it. She was expecting something worse. A stick was too safe. "Why would they be afraid of a stick?"
"They had a very bad experience with this kind of stick, and ever since then, they've been having a phobia." Harry said. He wasn't exactly lying. Yasmin was amused.
"Can I see that?" Yasmin asked.
"Sure" Harry handed Yasmin the wand. 'What could happen?' Harry thought.
Yasmin stared at the wand that was in her hand. She was amused by the thought of the Dursley's being afraid of a stick. She continued examining the wand but stopped when she felt something warm and furry rub against her leg. Yasmin looked down and saw a familiar white cat tinted with golden brown. It had medium-length fur, and its long golden brown tail was up in the air. The cat looked up at Yasmin. Its face was brown, as if it was wearing face powder. Its blue eyes were staring at Yasmin.
"Mina!" Yasmin said excitedly. Yasmin waved the wand in excitement, and there were sparks. Harry saw the sparks and knew what was coming. He quickly grabbed the wand, but he was not quick enough, a dustbin on their right blew up, which startled Yasmin and her cat.
"What was that?" Yasmin asked, looking around, while stroking the cat, which was now on her lap.
"Nothing, Er. You know this cat?" Harry asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah, This is Mina. She used to be a stray cat living near the orphanage. I found her, and brought her into the orphanage without anyone looking. We became friends, and she would come and visit me a lot. When, I decided to escape, she followed me. Now, she has followed me here. To me, she is my cat"
"She looks too clean and healthy to be a stray." Harry commented while stroking Mina.
"That's because I cleaned her up, and looked after her." Yasmin replied. Mina was sitting obediently on Yasmin's lap.
Harry looked up, searching for any sign of Hedwig, but there was not even a bird in the sky. Harry stopped looking up and was about to stroke Mina when he saw something at he corner of his eye. Harry turned and saw a phone booth. He could call Ron and ask for help. Harry opened his trunk to search for coins. Yasmin had gotten up to let Harry open his trunk, and was watching from behind him, while Mina was next to him, trying to peep into the trunk. Harry searched for a few more seconds before finding a small blue pouch, containing muggle money. Harry walked to the booth quickly; he needed help.
Harry slotted in a coin, and was about to dial the Weasley's phone number when he remembered that they do not have a phone. He slammed the phone to down and stood by the phone.
Harry looked around, hoping that he could find something that could help him. He caught sight of Yasmin's cat, Mina, resting on his trunk, staring at him. The cat reminded him of Crookshanks, even though they looked extremely different. The thought of Crookshanks, made him think of Hermione. Hermione? Hermione's parents weren't wizards. They wouldn't be like the Weasley's. Harry quickly picked up the phone, and dialed Hermione's number.
"Hello?" Harry said, when someone picked up the phone.
"Harry?" Harry heard Hermione said in disbelief.
"Hermione?"
"Harry! How are you?"
"I'm fine, but I need your help."
"What did the Dursley's do?" Hermione asked, with concern.
"I'm actually, nowhere near the Dursley's." Harry said.
"WHAT? Where are you?" Hermione asked with greater concern.
"I'm a few streets away from Magnolia crescent." Harry replied, and continued, "I need your help."
"What do you need me to help you for?" Hermione asked. Her tone was a cross between curiosity and worry. Harry told Hermione briefly what had happened at the Dursley's.
"Stay where you are." Hermione ordered.
"Why?" Harry was confused.
"I'm coming to get you."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Stay put, and I'll be there. Bye." Hermione said and put down the phone before Harry could say anything.
Harry walked back to the trunk and put the pouch into it, before sitting next to Yasmin. Harry told her that he had found a savior. Harry and Yasmin continued talking, while waiting for Hermione.
"Are the Dursley's always like that?" Yasmin asked.
"Most of the time." Harry replied. Harry looked up at Yasmin and saw that she was looking at something that was behind him. Harry turned around, he was curious to know what was Yasmin looking at. He looked behind, and saw a car coming their way.
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Please Review this story! Thanks fore reading!!!
I HAVE CORRECTED SOME MISTAKES THANKS TO EVERPRESENT
I'm currently working on two other stories. One is a charmed/Hp crossover (The key to killing Harry Potter). The other is about Future Harry, returning to the past to change some things (Repeating History)
Oh I forgot to put the disclaimer thing in the starting.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Harry Potter and his friends or his universe. All I own is the plot and some other original characters. ***************************************************************************
Harry and Yasmin walked side by side, aimlessly through the dark. They were both silent as their heads were full of thoughts and questions. The both of them were too deep in thought to realize a white cat trotting after them. They made their was through with the help of dimly lit streetlights. They were far away from the Dursley's, but did not stop walking.
Yasmin walked beside Harry. She kept thinking of what had happened back in the Dursley's house. She had heard Harry and Vernon's argument clearly. She had heard Vernon asking to put something down and said that Harry would not dare use it. What was the thing that made Vernon so scared? Was Harry holding a gun? Yasmin stole a glance at Harry's pockets. His pockets seemed empty. What was he holding then? She heard petunia shriek in fright. She remembered the scared and astonished faces of the Dursley's as she and Harry walked past them. They were too scared to even try to stop them from leaving. Why were they so afraid of Harry? Is he dangerous? Yasmin took a few steps away from Harry, making the gap between them wider. He's not dangerous. He couldn't be, right?
Harry didn't know how he could trust Yasmin so easily. There was something that made him believe her. Maybe it was because she was his sister. From, what Harry had seen, Yasmin had no idea that the wizarding world exists. Is she a muggle? Could being a test tube baby take away all the magic in her? Harry quickly chucked the thoughts aside. He had to concentrate on finding a place to go. He thought of taking out his wand to flag down a Knight Bus, but he didn't want Yasmin to freak out. He kept thinking, but an unexpected thought came to mind. How would Yasmin react when she finds out that Voldemort killed their parents? Harry would have thought about it longer, but Yasmin interrupted his thoughts.
"Can I ask you a question?" Yasmin asked, out of the blue.
"Sure." Harry replied, hoping that she wasn't going to ask about how their parents died. He would have a hard time explaining who was Lord Voldemort.
"Why were the Dursley's frightened?" Yasmin asked. She had decided to ask Harry about it, instead of wondering all night long.
Harry fell silent. He didn't know how to tell her that the Dursley's were afraid he might curse them. 'She might have just asked about our parents death' Harry thought as they walked past a van.
"What was the thing that you were holding, that made the Dursley's scared?" Yasmin asked, noticing that Harry had a hard time answering. Harry didn't answer, which made Yasmin suspicious.
"I'm getting tired. You want to sit down?" Harry asked quickly. Yasmin nodded. Harry Put down his trunk in the middle of the empty pavement. Harry sat on the trunk, and Yasmin sat next to him.
"What was it?" Yasmin asked curiously. She somehow didn't want to know the answer. She was afraid that Harry would actually take out a gun. She had a mental image of Harry shooting her. She had a very wild imagination.
"This." Harry took out his wand from his pocket. He thought that Yasmin wouldn't be too shocked by the wand, since she would just assume it was a stick.
"A stick?" Yasmin was surprised when she saw it. She was expecting something worse. A stick was too safe. "Why would they be afraid of a stick?"
"They had a very bad experience with this kind of stick, and ever since then, they've been having a phobia." Harry said. He wasn't exactly lying. Yasmin was amused.
"Can I see that?" Yasmin asked.
"Sure" Harry handed Yasmin the wand. 'What could happen?' Harry thought.
Yasmin stared at the wand that was in her hand. She was amused by the thought of the Dursley's being afraid of a stick. She continued examining the wand but stopped when she felt something warm and furry rub against her leg. Yasmin looked down and saw a familiar white cat tinted with golden brown. It had medium-length fur, and its long golden brown tail was up in the air. The cat looked up at Yasmin. Its face was brown, as if it was wearing face powder. Its blue eyes were staring at Yasmin.
"Mina!" Yasmin said excitedly. Yasmin waved the wand in excitement, and there were sparks. Harry saw the sparks and knew what was coming. He quickly grabbed the wand, but he was not quick enough, a dustbin on their right blew up, which startled Yasmin and her cat.
"What was that?" Yasmin asked, looking around, while stroking the cat, which was now on her lap.
"Nothing, Er. You know this cat?" Harry asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah, This is Mina. She used to be a stray cat living near the orphanage. I found her, and brought her into the orphanage without anyone looking. We became friends, and she would come and visit me a lot. When, I decided to escape, she followed me. Now, she has followed me here. To me, she is my cat"
"She looks too clean and healthy to be a stray." Harry commented while stroking Mina.
"That's because I cleaned her up, and looked after her." Yasmin replied. Mina was sitting obediently on Yasmin's lap.
Harry looked up, searching for any sign of Hedwig, but there was not even a bird in the sky. Harry stopped looking up and was about to stroke Mina when he saw something at he corner of his eye. Harry turned and saw a phone booth. He could call Ron and ask for help. Harry opened his trunk to search for coins. Yasmin had gotten up to let Harry open his trunk, and was watching from behind him, while Mina was next to him, trying to peep into the trunk. Harry searched for a few more seconds before finding a small blue pouch, containing muggle money. Harry walked to the booth quickly; he needed help.
Harry slotted in a coin, and was about to dial the Weasley's phone number when he remembered that they do not have a phone. He slammed the phone to down and stood by the phone.
Harry looked around, hoping that he could find something that could help him. He caught sight of Yasmin's cat, Mina, resting on his trunk, staring at him. The cat reminded him of Crookshanks, even though they looked extremely different. The thought of Crookshanks, made him think of Hermione. Hermione? Hermione's parents weren't wizards. They wouldn't be like the Weasley's. Harry quickly picked up the phone, and dialed Hermione's number.
"Hello?" Harry said, when someone picked up the phone.
"Harry?" Harry heard Hermione said in disbelief.
"Hermione?"
"Harry! How are you?"
"I'm fine, but I need your help."
"What did the Dursley's do?" Hermione asked, with concern.
"I'm actually, nowhere near the Dursley's." Harry said.
"WHAT? Where are you?" Hermione asked with greater concern.
"I'm a few streets away from Magnolia crescent." Harry replied, and continued, "I need your help."
"What do you need me to help you for?" Hermione asked. Her tone was a cross between curiosity and worry. Harry told Hermione briefly what had happened at the Dursley's.
"Stay where you are." Hermione ordered.
"Why?" Harry was confused.
"I'm coming to get you."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Stay put, and I'll be there. Bye." Hermione said and put down the phone before Harry could say anything.
Harry walked back to the trunk and put the pouch into it, before sitting next to Yasmin. Harry told her that he had found a savior. Harry and Yasmin continued talking, while waiting for Hermione.
"Are the Dursley's always like that?" Yasmin asked.
"Most of the time." Harry replied. Harry looked up at Yasmin and saw that she was looking at something that was behind him. Harry turned around, he was curious to know what was Yasmin looking at. He looked behind, and saw a car coming their way.
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