Disclamer:: Still don't own.....Gahhh don't remind me....Darn you J.K.....not that I don't love you considering that you are my favorite auther, but still damn it!
Harry headed out of Diagon Alley, walking to the less deserted area. He could feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins egging him on. As the area became less populated, and more open, he took his broom out of its case, which he had slung on his back next to his bag. He also once again took out his invisibility cloak out and mounted his broom curling the cloak around him so that he couldn't be seen. He was about to leave with out any hesitation when flashes of his friends passed through his mind. He saw Ron stuffing his mouth with Bertte Botts Beans, Hermione with her nose in Hogwarts A History, Hagrid waving to him as he got off the train at Hogwarts. Heck, he even saw Snape's sneer and Draco's annoying smirk (Don't worry readers, this will change. I personally love the idea of Draco's smirk.... melts thinking about it) As quickly as the flashes came they disappeared. Harry knew he was going to miss his friends and Hogwarts, but for one he was going to do something for himself. With that said he pushed of the ground and started rising in the air. He took one last look at Diagon Alley and his past and shot off, at the Firebolt's amazing speed.
The familiar free feeling filled him as he flew through the air. For a while he got lost in that feeling of finally being free and only snapped out of it when he looked at his watch to discover that he had been flying for quite a few hours already. Relief filled him, since he knew with the Firebolt's speed he was most likely a very nice distance away from Diagon Alley already. He realized then that he didn't know exactly where he had flown to. Sure he had went in the general direction of Spain, but he could have been drifting off his course. He decided to land in the town he saw he was flying over. He started down and landed just on the side of what he guessed was a small convenience store. He took of his cloak and used it to cover the broom which he returned to his back. He decided now may be a good time to take out a map he had snatched from the Dursleys a few years earlier. He yanked it out of his pocket and headed into the entrance of the place.
Harry was greeted with the site of an average convenience store. Nothing seemed abnormal about it, which was exactly what Harry was looking for. He slowly walked to the cashiers desk taking time to look around. The man at the desk smiled at him and asked, "Comment est-ce que je puis vous aider?" Harry blinked a few times trying to figure out what in the world he had said. The man sensing his confusion smiled again and ask his question yet again, "How may I help you? You are new to the area no?" The man asked in a accent. Harry nodded, "Just flew her recently actually "....'In a different way than you think I'm sure' Harry thought with a little mental smirk. "I was hoping to actually ask you for some directions. I'm not exactly sure where I am. I sort of lost my way after leaving the airport. Can you show me on this map exactly where I am?" Harry asked trying not to seem like there was anything to be hiding. The man nodded his head vigorously and grabbed the map looking it over. His face lit up in triumph as Harry guessed he found it. He placed the map down and eagerly pointed with his finger to a little dot on the map. Harry bended over to get a better view and saw the man pointing to a point not to far away from the center of France. 'So that's where I am.....No wonder I couldn't understand a word he was saying....Shouldn't be much longer now....With the progress I'm making I should be there in no time....Looks like I'm home free.....Better not get too cocky about it though......There is still a way to go until I reach my target.' Harry finished his mental debate to be faced with the puzzled man. Harry chuckled trying to lighten the fact that he had just spent who knows how long staring into space in total silence. The man seemed to get over the last few awkward moments fast and gave yet another smile.
Harry decided that he had gotten what he wanted and should start heading out. He thanked the man for his help and headed out the door. Harry looked at the map fisted in his hand and took a moment to study it. He needed to head south-west it appeared in order to cross over to Spain. He came to the conclusion he would fly until he got to his breaking point, hoping that would at least be past the Spain/France Border. Harry mounted his broom and once again covered himself in his cloak. It didn't bring him as much as a reassuring feeling as it used to however. He used to see his dad as the perfect role model, but that didn't fit him in Harry's eyes after what he had seen in Snape's mind the previous year.
Harry's eyes hardened and he pushed off with a sudden burst of determination that seemingly came from no where. He was quickly soaring through the sky like a speeding bullet. Harry let out a loud snort when he thought about how he had just compared himself to something that was normally associated with Superman. He let out a another rather loud snort, just thinking about a man saving peoples lives in blue and red tights, which he thought was as stupid as going around in your knickers. (The author would also like to voice that she thinks it is hilarious that he walks around in tights all the time, considering it is under his suite he wears as Clark Kent as well. I have nothing against the man of steel though and/or any other tight wearing super heroes. I have been a Superman, Batman fan in the past myself. O.K. back to the story...enjoy )
He continued to fly as the sun got lower and lower into the sky. He kept himself occupied by picturing Snape being eaten by Fluffy, whacked around by the Whomping Willow, being pushed down the stairs by Peeves as a practical joke, and you can pretty much figure out the general theme of his thoughts from there. Harry soon found himself flying in what he would have considered total darkness had there not been stars and the Moon in the sky. He decided to land since he was pretty sure he was well into Spain by now. He landed yet again next to a place in an alley. This time next to what he figured was a luxurious hotel of some sort. It towered high over him and it just radiated a aura of wealth. He had this feeling he was not just in Spain, but a special part considering his surroundings. He confirmed his suspicion when he got a good look at the sign on the building, it read "Madrid Royal Hotel". Harry decided this was exactly what he needed. A nice city, far away, and yet a place he could relax and be a normal young man, just wanting to have fun. He put all his things away and entered the building, loving the feeling of the cool air conditioning after flying in the heat for so long.
The manager stared at the boy who had just walked into his hotel. He could tell it was another tourist and couldn't wait to tell one of his stories about the wonderful city of Madrid. He just loved telling the history of the city and all the different things to do, and how it got its name, and...... well lets just say he enjoyed sharing his knowledge. As the young man finally reached the desk he greeted him, "Hola Senor, How may I help you tonight?" Harry in a generally good mood smiled for the first time in what seemed like forever. "I would like to rent out one of your condominiums please. I'm not sure for how long, but I have enough money to pay for it." The man looked the boy over and decided why not let the boy have it if he could pay. Who new really about those young kids today, but if he could pay then it didn't make any of the difference to him if he had run away from home, or really was just visiting. (Doesn't realize how close to the truth he really is now does he ) "Sure Senor I'll just need your first months payment, which is 1,000 dollars, and I shall show you to your new casa." Harry took out his bag and took reached in taking out a big wad of money. O.K. he had to admit this sort of made him look suspicious, like he had robbed a bank or something, but he didn't exactly have a credit card.
The man's eyes widened as he watched the man search threw the money. Harry pulled out the correct amount and handed it to the manager. The man quickly counted it and nodded and murmured a "Gracias!" under his breath. The man dashed off in what Harry could only assume was the way to his new abode. As Harry quickly rushed off to follow the man Harry could have sworn he had seen the familiar platinum blonde hair of a certain Slytherin. Harry inwardly shook himself, then laughed at the thought of Malfoy some how being exactly where he was at the same time. What were the chances of his most hated enemy being in Spain exactly where he had run away too? Harry laughed again and continued to follow the man to what Harry figured would be his first real step to his freedom. Yet what Harry didn't know was that he hadn't imagined the Slytherin boy, and a chain of events were going to take place that would change his life and relationship with the blonde forever.
Thanks all those that reviewed my other chapters. It was very appreciated. I hope you liked this chapter. Next chapter we are going to have the first Harry/Draco interaction. I know this one there wasn't much really going on this chapter, but I like being descriptive and I just thought that you should know his adventure in getting there and feelings. Read and Review Please....I don't know how soon I'm going to be able to update. I start school on September 8th and I'm not sure what they are going to make us do. I'll try my best though. Oh and I added my new Sailor Moon fanfic so check it out!!! Later Readers