Chapter2: A New start

Next the day later, one Harry Potter could be found seeing the Dursleys out. He had a cheesy smile plastered across his face, and his eyes twinkled much like Albus Dumblerdor. His Uncle Vernon was hauling the last of their cloths out to the car, and Aunt Petunia and her son could be see sitting in the car chatting cheerfully.

Putting on a fake serious expression, he watched his Uncle walk towards the drivers side of the car and look up at him before getting in." Remember boy, no funny stuff. You should be grateful we left you the furniture. Anyway, we didn't want anything that reminded us of you." He muttered and got in the car.

The Gryffindor nodded, his eyes still twinkling as he shut the door with a sign of relief. And thats when realization truly hit him. He could do anything he wanted to.

" Ha Ha!" He shouted in glee, doing a little dance around the house." I'm alone. I'm alone." He chanted, before retreating to the couch to watch some Television.

Later that day, the emerald eyed teen found himself bored. He was laying across his bed with a sad smile on his face, and his thoughts drifted to Sirius. Something in his mind keep telling him he was forgetting something. Usually when he tried to remember something he'd get a headache. Now he was getting strange pains in his left ankle when ever he tried to remember. Signing he rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling. The moon was shining through his window, and it's light shined onto his ceiling brighting up the room.

" Sirius I know your still alive," Harry whispered, a tear rolling down his cheek." I'm just going to have to play the hero again and come find you."

( Dream world )

" Harry Potter," Came a raspy voice. Harry turned around and expected to see Sirius, but instead came face to face with his father. He gasped and tried to back up, fearing that this was just a trick. The blue lights flickered off for a few seconds, and Harry thought his life was over. He wasn't able to see a thing, and he didn't want to run down the hallway and get lost again. He was about to ask something when his father or the impostor spoke again." I have waited 15 years to speak with you my son. Sirius has told Lily and I so much about you," He gave a manly chuckle, and puffed out his chest ignorantly." And now I have finally been able to find you."

Harry gasped, tears forming in his eyes. He didn't care if he looked weak in front of his father either. This was truly a lifetime moment." Why?" He croaked out, tears starting to run down his cheek.

" Why what son?" James Potter asked, his hazel eyes looking into emerald ones with confusion.

" After 15 teen years, why have you finally decided to pop up in my dreams now?" He explained.

The older Gryffindor frowned, and made a guilty face as he ran his hair through his untidy raven hair." I really wanted too son, but I was scared of your reaction. You have gone through so much without us there. I didn't just want to pop up in you head and weaken you or anything of that sort. You have created a shield around yourself Harry," He paused." And I didn't want to ruin it."

The emerald eyed boy shook his head stubbornly." So what changed your mind?" He asked.

" Sirius told us about what happened at the department of mysteries. He said that he had talked to you before in one dream, and that dream was kinda strange for him." James gave a throaty chuckle." He said he was trapped in some type of world and you were there. He said yall was trying to find away to get him out of there when you clasped. And because Sirius was a little bit of stronger than you, he didn't clasp until an hour later. When he woke up he wasn't in his bed like you, he was in the epicenter of dreams, a place where we wizards go when we pass. There he told me about you and how you managed to talk to him through your dreams. Lily was there and said she had the gift to. And that was the gift to talk to anybody in your dreams, dead or alive. You just have to be sure their sleep. You can use this gift for great things, you may not remember this dream when you wake up. Lily told me she didn't start remember her dreams until four months later, and when she did they came in handy. "

" So I'm going to wake up and not remember this at all," Harry asked again, watching his father nod sadly." Will was the point of the dreams? Anything I remember is going to be forgotten."

The hazel eyed man chuckled again, a mischievous expression on his face." Well that's thing funny thing about this all really. When Lily couldn't remember her dreams, she'd always come into the common room glowing. We never knew why, but it was a little funny that I was also glowing too."

Harry made a choking noise in his throat, but the stubborn, older Gryffindor continued." It was because we had the best night of se ..."

...End of dream...

" Ahhhhhh!" The brunnett haired boy screamed, his face paling. And all of suddenly he started laughing, clutching his stomach while tears streamed down his face. He couldn't remember why he was laughing or anything, but everything seemed so funny to him. After an hour or so he finally calmed down, his face glowing with happiness. A happiness he haven't felt since he first met Sirius Black.

" Well," He said to himself," I guess today might actually be a good day. Today might actually be a new start."

Later that afternoon, the gryffindor was looking out of the kitchen window with a smile. He watched as Tonks and Moody argued about something. His anger flared because of it, but than he calmed down thinking that they were risking their life for him.

Smirking he had the perfect plan, he wanted to to get out of this bloody house and go get a major makeover. Bu with Moody and Tonks standing right outside his house, there was no way that was going to happen. He though about going and getting his dad invisibility cloak, but remember that Mad-eye-Moody could se through anything. Growling her ran upstairs and pulled out all of his money he had stored in his trunk, his eyes eagerly counting the golden gallions. He had anoth for some new glasses and cloths, but he didn't know about shoes. Signing he ran down stairs and peaked out of his back door to see if anybody was watching. When he saw no one, he ran through the Dursleys back yard like a wild bear. His heart was pounding in his chest as he ran through a couple of woods. Finally, he was on the next street, and his clothes were tore and a mess.

Taking out his out from his back pocket, he pointed at the bottom the street and tried to pretend he was lost. Nothing happen, growling in frustrations he was about to accidentally blow a pot hole in the street when a loud bang caught his attention. Grinning from ear to ear, he picked up his gaze and place it on the large bus in front of him, the night bus.

Immediately the door open and he was greeted by Stan." What's up Neville! Long time no see."

Harry chuckled nervously as he greeted his friend." Yeah, Ugh, I been kinda busy and stuff."

Stan chuckled and aloud and held up his hand when Harry was about to give him some gallions." This one is one me."

" Ugh, Thanks"

Harry rested back into his seat as he sat down. His head spinning as the night bus took off. Grabbing one of the bars beside him with his right hand, he held on for dear life. Hours later it seemed, the bus finally stopped at Diagon Ally.

Giving Stan a grateful smile, he walked off the bus, almost losing his balance as he stepped off." Thanks again Stan, and I'll see you later."

" Good bye Harry Potter." Was his respond, Harry whirled around to ask him how he knew but they had already taken off.

" Just great ..." He groaned, before making his way to this robe shop called ' Classic styles, for classic Wizards'. Entering the store, he immediately notice that everyone turned to look at him with disgust, and he couldn't blame them. Everyone in there was dressed in expensive robes, and he wore tore up muggle cloths. Shrugging he was about to explore this place father when a lady walked up to, distaste clearly in her eyes.

" May I help you?" She asked, her cold blue eyes looking at him as if he was some kind of animal.

" Ugh maybe, I'm looking for some nice robes." He explained, his emerald eyes looking into hers.

The lady rubbed both of her hands on her nice robes, and sized him up with dismay." No we don't have nothing in your size here."

Harry wanted to scream at her but he smirked again, allowing his Slytherin side to surface." I know you do Ms?"

" Ms Novelman." She responded with a sneer.

" Ah! Yes, Ms Novelman. I understand right now I don't look presentable, but believe me it's been along week," He chuckled." And I'm in need of a whole new look, I'm famous after all."

" Ha! Thats a new one," She amused, her eyes twinkling." Your famous, and may I ask for what?"

Harry didn't say anything, but he ran his hands through his hair exposing his scar." I do believe you already know."

Ms Novelmans eyes widen, and she fanned herself to prevent herself from fainting." Oh! I'm so sorry Mr. Potter, please excuse my lack of judgment. I'll give you all the robes you want for free, a matter of fact, I'll give you new look. I have another department in the back of this one. It has my two personal hair dressers and stylist."

" Okay." Harry agreed, but was not prepared when the crazy lady grabbed his wrist roughly hauling him to the back of the store.

" Here we are," She announced as the opened the door that lead to other department. It was a small room about the size of his bedroom. The walls were painted red and blue, and there five chairs in front of a hug mirror that took up the whole wall. There were two man, both of them were tight leather pants, and a long white button up shirt. One of them had brown long hair, and the other one had long blond hair.

" Hey Mary, who is this fellow." Chuckled the one with blond hair.

" This is Harry Potter!" She said excitedly, her eyes twinkling.

The with brown hair balanced himself on the wall." Harry Potter! The-Boy-Who-lived?"

" Yeah that's him, he was in a need of a total makeover." She explained slowly.

" Well my name is Alex, and this is Orlando." The blond hair introduced, his eyes practically undressing him.

" Please to meet you." Harry replied, his face starting to flush under their gazes.

" Well I'm going back up front to check on the store . You have a good time Harry." Mary said, grinning as she ran out the door.

The defeater of the Dark lord was scared, he was terrified as he watched them circle him like a pray. His last thoughts were' Sirius please save me ' And than the two predictors punched.

...Two hours later...

Harry was walking out of the department with his head held high. His emerald flamed glasses sliding down his nose expertly. He watched as many heads turned his way, and some jaws dropped. He couldn't' t blame them, in cording to Orlando and Alex he looked bloody hot. His hair was in short spikes with emerald streaks in them, so they matched his hair. He had on black a robe that was the finest silk he ever felt in his life. And it was also lined in emerald that seemed to glow. His dragon hide boots were all black but had a little emerald dragon on the side. Mary who was currently holding robes dropped them as her eyes met him. Harry chuckled and gave her a curt nod before heading out the door, not even looking back. Yeah! He though Today was a new start.

...End Of chapter2...

Yeah I know! Kinda confusing and messed up. I'm still loooking for a Beta... Email me at if your interested.