Summery: Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban when Harry was five years old. They lived hidden from the wizarding world. Now Harry is fifteen.
On the Run
Chapter Eight
Harry sighed. This kid, David, kept following him around to his classes and trying to sit next to him in class. He'd just left History class and David insisted on following him.
"So, Harry, do you like it here?" David asked. David seemed to ask a lot of annoying questions.
"It's okay." Harry said reluctantly.
"What's your favorite sport?" David persisted.
"Just about anything doing with the ocean." Harry answered evasively.
"Like what? There's swimming, boating, fishing, surfing, scuba diving and many more."
"Surfing."
Cool! Do you compete?" David asked.
'Great! I've given him a topic to talk about! Grrr. Harry thought annoyed with himself.
"Yes, every once and a while."
"Have you ever won anything?"
"A few times."
"Do you have anything planed for after school?" David asked.
"Yes." Harry said, some of his annoyance slipping through in his voice. "I have to meet with my Uncle."
"Ohh, what about after that?"
"I'm busy." Harry answered shortly.
"Well…"
Harry interrupted David before he could get any further. "I have to go. I can't talk right now. See you later."
"Bye, Harry."
Harry headed home.
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Sirius slept in that morning. He'd had the day off, and had worked a late shift at a local beach shop he'd gotten a job at. The creaking sound of a door woke him. Getting up he grabbed his wand. He slowly crept through the small house to the kitchen.
He sighed as he saw who was there. It was Harry.
"What is Harry doing here? He thought. Looking at the clock he noticed Harry's second class of the day had just ended. He's supposed to be in school.
"Harry."
Harry turned around and faced Sirius. "Hi Sirius."
"Harry, your supposed to be in school."
"I left early." Harry said shortly. Sirius could tell he was annoyed by something by the tone of his voice and how short he was with his answers.
"Why? What's wrong?" Sirius stepped closer and went to feel for a temperature. Usually if Harry acted like this he was coming down with a cold or flu or something.
"Nothing." Harry said as he pulled away.
"Harry." Sirius said, a hint a concern and warning in his voice.
Harry sighed. "That kid, David. He won't leave me alone. I needed a break."
"You shouldn't have skipped school."
"I know. And I'm sorry. But I wouldn't have been able to concentrate anyway."
"Why won't you try to make friends with this David that obviously wants to be your friend?" Sirius asked.
"He's annoying." Harry said shortly.
Sirius sighed. "You could at least try."
"We just moved here, Siri." Harry said after a moment. "We haven't even been here two months."
"That's more than enough time to make a friend or two." Sirius again tried to push.
A tapping stopped their conversation.
"Owl post." Sirius said as he went to open the window. The owl swooped in and landed on the kitchen counter. Harry untied the parcel from its leg and petted the owl. The owl flapped its wings and flew out the window.
"No more skipping school, okay, Kiddo?" Sirius asked. It was rare for Harry to even think of skipping school.
Harry nodded as he opened the paper. He immediately froze.
"What's wrong?" Sirius asked concerned.
Harry handed him the paper.
The headline read…
End of Chapter Eight.
A/N: Hello everyone! Thank you for reading! Please review! I think I'm almost finished with this story! Then I'll begin a sequel. Please read and review! I promise and update very soon. I will already have two or three more chapters written by the time this is posted! Thank you for reading! Please read and review!