Moonlight-blossom: Oops that took longer than I thought. I was actually planning on not writing anything because almost all of my ideas have dried up. Besides I really didn't like that last chapter. It had to be done though sigh, you know, just to make sure that you all get what's happening, and because I couldn't just leave you with a chapter like that. I really don't wanna explain a whole lot, though, so don't be expecting a whole lot of explanations from now on, unless they're absolutely necessary. I'm just lazy sorry about that.
Disclaimer: see chapter 1 (I don't have time for this)
Synopsis: Takes place right after Order of the Phoenix. Harry Potter had not had an easy school year and things were going to get even worse at Number Four Privet Drive.
Just to recap:
Chapter 10
Again the stranger smirked, "If you have nothing to say, I'm outta here," he said, jumping out of the window.
Harry didn't know what overcame him but he found himself calling out to the boy, "Wait!"
The strange boy turned around and looked back up at Harry.
"Take me with you," the words came tumbling out of Harry's mouth. What was he doing?
The boy arched his eyebrow and shrugged, "Do what you like."
Harry stowed his wand in his pocket and leapt out of the window, landing softly beside the boy.
"Are you sure?" he said, somewhat amused.
"Just get me out of here."
As the two boys took off into the night, red sparks shot up into the sky.
Chapter 11Draco smirked again, "If you have nothing to say, I'm outta here," he then jumped out of the window and waited.
Sure enough, he heard Potter calling out to him, "Wait!"
So predictable, he thought to himself. He had been counting on Potter's natural curiosity and his habit of chasing down things he didn't understand. Turning around Draco looked back up at Harry, pretending to be surprised.
"Take me with you," the words startled Draco more than it startled Potter. He hadn't thought it would be that easy. Potter must really not have wanted to go with his friends.
Draco arched his eyebrow in amusement, "Do what you like."
A moment later, Potter had jumped out of the window and had landed softly beside him.
"Are you sure?" Draco asked, then he mentally slapped himself. Don't question it! It's working, don't mess things up, he berated himself.
Potter's answer stunned him, "Just get me out of here."
Draco mentally grinned, perfect.
On with the story!
Summer Heat: Chapter 12Harry shot a worried glance at the red sparks that hovered in the air and tugged on Drake's arm.
"Let's go!" Harry whispered, his voice bordering on panic. He was so close. Just a bit more and he would be free for the summer.
Drake mentally smirked, noting the desperate tone of Potter's voice. He must really not want to go back. He wondered if he should wait just a little bit longer. After all, if he was going to be stuck with Potter for the whole summer, he had to do something to keep himself entertained, and what better way than messing with Potter's head?
Just then, Drake's ears picked up the sound of footsteps moving towards them, the voices of Lupin, Arthur Weasley, Tonks, Fred, and George growing steadily louder.
"Fuck," Drake swore under his breath, they would get caught for sure.
"Come on!" Harry sounded almost hysterical at this point.
Drake shoved Harry into a nearby bush and pinned him to the ground. His knee dug painfully into Harry's back, "Hey! Get off!"
"Shut up idiot!" hissed Drake, digging his knee further into Harry's back.
Sitting up a little, Drake managed to make out five shadowy figures. Luckily, it was too dark for them to see the imprints that had been made in the grass. It seemed that none of the Order wanted to draw attention to themselves by using magic. Unfortunately, it was useless, because the neighbors were already peering through their windows and squinting at the strange people standing in the Dursley's yard.
In a few moments, the houses on either side had their lights on and already a few people had gathered in the yard to check out the disturbances. They were too preoccupied to realize they were still wore their nightclothes.
"What are you doing in the Dursley's yard?" demanded a chubby man in a red bathrobe.
This question was echoed by every person present, and the members of the Order stared at each other uncomfortably, unsure of how to answer. At that precise moment Vernon Dursley drove up to the house with Petunia and Dudley. They had decided to catch a late movie after supper, and at Dudley's insistence, went out for ice cream afterwards.
"What the hell are you all doing here?" roared Vernon.
The neighbors all looked at each other guiltily and then quickly retreated back into their homes, fearing the wrath of Vernon Dursley. Petunia collapsed onto the pavement, in horror. She had always feared people would find out that her family was connected to such abnormal people. Her worst dream had finally come true, and it seemed to much for her to take. Dudley fled into the house, hand clamped firmly to his bottom. He had never really gotten over his first encounter with a wizard.
This left Vernon standing in the yard with four wizards and a witch. He look absolutely furious, his face growing purpler with every second.
Drake quickly seized the chance to escape. He took his knee off of Harry's back and grabbed his wrist, dragging him to his feet, and hauling him into the street. The street lights flickered on and off, and a sense of dread filled them both. Harry immediately recognized it as Dementors. He started shivering uncontrollably and started to reach for his wand. But just as quickly as the feeling came, it left. The lights still hadn't come on and Drake took the opportunity to run while they couldn't be seen.
"Hey, do you know how to get out of here?" he whispered urgently.
Harry nodded in the dark, but then realized Drake couldn't see it, "Yeah."
Harry took off, with Drake hanging on to his wrist. Harry had walked the streets of often that every detail was burned into his mind, which allowed him to accurately navigate his way around. They had been running for about three hours before they finally stopped for the night.
From what Harry could remember, he guessed that they were downtown.
"Do you have any money with you?" he asked Drake.
Drake rolled his eyes, of course he had money...didn't he? His father wouldn't have left him with Potter without any money. Drake reached for the bag he had been carrying and felt around. Damn! Nothing.
"Nothing," he said dejectedly.
Harry leaned back, resting his head on the wall behind him, "Well, we're gonna have to find a way to get to London."
Drake turned his head to where he heard Harry's voice coming from, "London? Since when did we decided we were going to London?"
"Well, we got away, so we could just split up."
"Great idea, that way when your friends find you, it'll be easier for them to bring you back," said Drake sarcastically.
"Well then we're going to London, I have to pick some things up for school."
Drake sighed, he knew he had to get a couple things as well. He also knew he was going to go crazy. Saint Potter. Always gets his way.
Moonlight-blossom: Right, well that's it. I have nothing left to say. Spring break is almost over, so this will probably be the last chapter I post for a while. As always review!