Disclaimer: HAHA I OWN ALL! I thought of Harry Potter and I am paying JKR to tell everyone she originally thought of it. –smirk- We fooled you all! evil laughter MWAHAHAH!!! But no, I don't own anything except for what you don't recognize
A/N: I'd like to thank the brilliant minds of everyone who wrote a song parody and sent it into lol, I am using one of them now, so THANKS!
Also I'd like to dedicate this chapter to Major Issues 4 Life! She likes the Yankees! WHOO HOO!
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Chapter: Mr. Voldy
Harry Potter walked, or rather ran, into a deserted building. "ANNA!" He called out, searching frantically.
"Potter?" Came a voice, up on the second story. He ran up the steps, skipping two at a time, until he collided with a figure.
He looked into amethyst colored eyes "Anna"
She looked at him in shock "Why are you here?"
"To rescue you," He said "And don't give me any of that 'I don't need to be rescued' crap."
She glared at him "I was fully capable on my own."
"Harry! Anna!" Said two voices "Where are you?!"
"Great," She said sarcastically "You brought the whole family."
"UP HERE!" Yelled Harry, ignoring her comments.
Ron walked into the room, scowling. "I was hoping we'd find her dead, mate."
"She's going to be dead by the time I'm through with her," Harry mumbled "Running off just like that! Not protecting yourself! I'm not always going to be around to save the day."
"I fought WORMTAIL!" She said "Right after Trix threw herself and Voldemort out the window!"
"Like we're going to believe that," Said Harry standing up. He looked at her and said in a sing-song voice "While others fade into the background...She prefers to make a scene...She's gorgeous, glowing, tantrum throwing...Darling Drama Queen."
"HARRY POTTER!" She yelled "I am anything BUT a drama queen. I'm afraid that title is reserved for you!"
"I am NOT a Drama Queen!" Said Harry
"Ever since I met you," She said looking at him with distaste "You've been rude, ignorant, and whiney! You've been throwing tantrums saying I'm here to kill you and you want me to have nothing to do with you and your little gang!"
"It's about time you got the picture," He snarled "All you Slytherins are rotten to the core! You've been snappy, sarcastic, cruel, cold, and down right bitchy to us! So don't start telling me I didn't give you a warm enough welcome!"
"You're biased!" She said "You just don't want to admit that some Slytherins are fighting AGAINST VOLDEMORT! THAT SOME ARE ON YOUR SIDE!"
"Maybe I don't want to admit it!" He yelled "Maybe if I admit it I'll have to admit other things!"
"I don't want your life story POTTER!" She said "Admit whatever the hell you want to admit but you remember one thing," She moved closer to him and looked him right in the eye "I am against Voldemort, and that puts me on your side."
He glared right back at her "Will do"
They stared at each other in silence until Ron said "Well I'm glad that's over."
"Shut up Ron" Said Hermione grabbing a book "I'll make a portkey that'll take us to Hogwarts. Just give me a few minutes."
They nodded and went looking around the room. Anna sat on the window sill, Ron examined a desk and Harry, sighing, went to talk to Anna.
"Why do you hate me so much?" He asked quietly
She looked at him "I don't hate you. Hate isn't a strong enough word."
"You see?" He said "That's what I'm talking about. You don't have to be so cruel."
"Yeah well don't hate me because I don't see the sunlight in every dark corner."
"And why's that?"
She sighed "Look Potter, it's nothing personal, alright? I bet you're some sweet kid, but it's just not me."
"I never said it was you, I was just wondering why you hated me so much."
"Can you not see that I treat everyone the same exact way? I don't want to get close to people." She looked out the window
"Why? Are you afraid that you'll actually learn to love?"
"Like you know anything about that?" She snapped. Clearly this was a bad subject to bring up.
"I do" He said firmly "I love my friends and they are the only family I will ever need."
She shook her head "You don't understand."
"Look," He said "Just tell me why you hate me."
"I DON'T HATE YOU ALRIGHT!" She yelled, catching everyone's attention. "Are you happy that you got stoic Anna to admit she didn't hate therapist Potter?"
Ron sighed and mumbled "There they go again."
"I am very happy," He said growling "And there is absolutely no need to yell, I am right here next to you. Besides, I think Hermione and Ron have grown tired of our yelling."
"Sure," She said looking back out the window "Blame me for it. I don't care anymore." She stood up and glared at him.
Hermione walked over quickly with a book. She shoved it in Harry's hands and Anna grabbed it as well, hoping to get out of this place. Hermione smirked as the two of them were teleported to New York, New York.
"You are the devil," Said Ron walking up next to her and grabbing her hand "Which is why I love you."
She giggled and handed him the book destined for Hogwarts.
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"THAT BITCH!" Yelled Anna once they found out what Hermione had done.
"We'll be out of this mess soon," Said Harry "Lets have a look around."
She sighed angrily and followed him out of the dark alleyway. A few young teenagers whistled at Anna. "Looking nice, sweetie!" Said one "Is she worth banging?" One asked Harry.
Harry blushed and Anna snorted. She smirked towards them "He's left speechless."
They laughed and she dragged Harry out onto a more public street.
"What the hell was that?" He asked once they began walking one way.
She shrugged "I had to get us out of there." She looked a few blocks away and squealed in joy. Harry almost fell over in shock. There was Anna Sinclair, smiling, squealing and laughing. How hard did he bump his head, again?
"Yankees stadium!" She said grinning "LETS GO!"
Harry faintly nodded and they began walking quickly toward it. He stole a glance at her and smiled. She looked so happy. Her black hair was tied up in a pony tail and she was wearing black jeans and a blue long sleeved sweater. "I cannot believe this!" She exclaimed once they entered the stadium. "Do you think we can get some tickets?"
Harry nodded and they walked over to a vendor "Two tickets please" He said handing over some muggle American money that Hermione probably slipped into his sweater pocket. 'God bless her.' He thought.
The ticket man grunted and handed over a pair of tickets. They walked into the stadium and found they had some pretty nice seats. As Anna exclaimed "I can see their butts!"
He growled in annoyance, but changed his mood when he saw how happy she was. The things he did just to see her smile. They were both decked out in Yankees merchandise as well.
"AND FIRST UP!" Came a booming voice "DEREK JETER!"
"COME ON JETER!" Yelled Anna, with help from the whole god damn stadium.
"I am afraid he will not be batting this evening." Came a sickly evilly voice. A chord was struck and music blasted over the loud speakers. (Sing to the tune of The Flinstones theme song)
Voldy.
Mr. Voldy
He's a modern evil kind of guy
When he,
Lost his powers,
He couldn't even hurt a fly
Now that.
Voldy's got his powers back
Harry.
Harry Potter he will attack
cause he's Mr. Voldy
He'll have an avada kedavra doo time
He won't succeed time
He'll have a really hard tiiiiiime
Harry covered his ears when people began screaming, cursing and yelling death threats. 'Man these people in New York are violent.' He thought; after hearing one mans way of death by staple gun.
(A/N: Think the movie Dodge ball people; when there at the last torment and Ben Stillers character and his little posse are coming out. Remember that snake thing they do, the little dance thing? Yeah well that's what Voldemort is doing right now. If you haven't seen the movie RENT IT!)
Voldemort came out onto the field doing a crazy snake dance. Harry stood up. "I have to go meet him." He said walking down the stairs calmly and out onto the field. The whole stadium quieted. Fortunately for most fans, this was entertaining them.
Voldemort threw Harry a microphone and said "Potter, you have arrived."
"What do you want Tom?" Said Harry; "You're keeping these lovely people from watching their game."
There were cheers and Harry inwardly smiled. Getting the crowd on your side was a must.
"I'm here to finish this once and for all!" He said taking out his wand. The crowd gasped. "I murdered the fools you call your parents! I CAN MURDER YOU!"
"DON'T YOU TALK ABOUT MY PARENTS THAT WAY!" Harry yelled.
Voldemort hit Harry with the Crucio spell. Searing pain was all Harry could feel. He saw visions of his friends, of his teachers and of his parents. Then suddenly it stopped. Harry opened his eyes to fine Voldy massaging a spot on his head. A baseball lay a few feet away from him.
"Picking on a kid!" Said a Yankees fan, in a heavy New York accent; "He just wants to enjoy the game!"
"You mess with one of us," Said another "You mess with all of us!"
Random objects were being thrown at Voldemort who tried to doge them but had no luck. He glared at Harry "We'll finish this later BOY!"
He disapparated and the crowd cheered. The voice came back over the loud speaker again "LET THE GAME BEGIN!"
Harry walked over to where his seat was and sat down closing his eyes. He opened them later to find a pair of amethyst colored eyes staring at him, abet rather close they were. "Harry?" She said softly "Harry are you alright?"
Harry nodded and felt something cool slide down his cheek. He was crying. His eyes widened and he quickly wiped the tear away and the tracks led by other ones. "I'm fine, how's the game?"
She shook her head "What's wrong?"
"Nothing alright," He snapped
"I was just trying to be nice." She said turning away from him.
"Why?" he asked "I thought you were against being nice."
"Because it's what friends do" She said, looking back at him "They look out for each other."
He fell silent and she turned back around. He immediately wanted to hit himself for being such a jerk.
"Sometime in our lives we all have pain," She sang loudly "We all have sorrow. But, if we are wise we know that there's, always tomorrowwwwww." It was a break in the game and the crowd was staring at them. She magnified her voice. "Lean on me when you're not strong and, I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry onnnnnnnn. For it won't be long, till I'm gonna need. Somebody to lean on. COME ON EVERYONE!"
The crowd slowly started to sing. She turned to Harry "Please swallow your pride if I have things, you need to borrow. For no one can fill those of your needs, that you won't let show."
"Lean on me when you're not strong and, I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on." The crowd sang loudly. Harry turned as red as the squiggly lines that show up when you have a spelling mistake, when you type. "For it won't be long till I'm gonna need, somebody to lean on."
"Just call on me brother when you need a hand. We all need somebody to lean on." She raised one hand in the air and waved it back and forth "I just might have a problem that you'd understand. We all need somebody to lean on."
She wrapped her arm around Harry and smiled "If there is a load you have to bear. That you can't carry, I'm right up the road, I'll share your load, if you just call me."
The game started once again and the crowd diverted its attention back to the field. Anna finished humming softly "Just call me when you need a friend. Just call me when you need a friend..."
"Why are you so happy here?" He asked curiously
"New York has an affect on me," She said grinning. Her cheeks were rosy from the cold. "I love the city and its people." Harry shivered remembering one mans death threat. She snorted "You'll get used to it."
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A/N: HA! All done. I was thinking about posting this on Christmas day, like as a present, but then I thought like JKR had done and said to myself "Nah, ya'll need it now." So here I am posting it! Review pretty please!
Major Issues 4 Life: lol. Definatly on the fluff. I never really liked reading it but damn its fun to write.
WishIwaspotter: LOL. Thanks.
Vindictive-Princess: I mentioned in the, I think it was 2nd or 3rd chapter that my grammar is not this bad, lol; It's part of the story.
Amy-Felton: Thanks! More people liked the fluff then I thought would. Lol