YAY! I got it done on time! I had to type it all last minute though because I forgot about it for a while. School was stressful, and I got no reviews for the last chapter and so I don't know if anyone likes it or not . lol
Okay here is my new chapter….
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Harry didn't know how long he had been running. He didn't stop, when he wasn't running he was walking. He didn't take a break until the mountain was way off in the distance. He had a horrible stitch in his side. He had passed many little towns and villages on his journey. He was now was in a field of corn. He was still having trouble remembering who he was. Was it Harold? No, no, didn't sound right. He remembered it started with an H. He thought for a while. Then, suddenly he remembered it! It was Hairy! No, he thought, it was Harry! He smiled at his accomplishment. Now he just had to learn the person behind the name…
Then with out warning he felt something similar to what happened when he was hit by the purple curse, except it was slightly lesser. He clutched his hurting chest and slipped in to blackness once more.
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It felt like he had been awaking to some sort of new situation way too often lately. Except this time was the best by far. He must have fell on something soft, because it felt like he was in a bed. He was warm and comfortable and didn't want to wake up. He decided to anyways and opened his eyes. He was in a dark, friendly looking room. At first he was fine with it but then he shot up. Where was he? He was expecting to see the sky when he woke up. Then he heard noises coming from the other room.
"Oh Katherine you're too kind!" Said a woman with an elderly voice. Then he heard another.
"I would have never done such a thing Auntie Sara! Take a random, dirty boy in to my care and give him a room. I would bet he is a drunk! In fact I bet this guy is…" said what who he presumed was Katherine.
"I said you were kind before Katherine, don't make me take that back. Besides he was barley alive. I had to do something when I found him!" Said Sara. Were they talking about him? Harry shifted uncomfortably. The bed made a rather large squeak.
"Well I—" but she suddenly stopped when she heard the noise. Harry held his breath.
There was a moment of silence and then Sara asked, "What is it dear?"
"I think I heard something," she said in a whisper. He then heard footsteps.
"Its probably just the mice dear," replied Sara, but Katherine didn't say anything. The footsteps were coming closer and closer. He wasn't quite sure what to do so he just sat there as the door opened and the light from the other room came poring in.
He discovered the room was not as friendly looking as he thought at first. It was wooden, with no paint and it had a sink in the far right corner. It also had an old chest right next to what seemed to a mattress made of hay, where he was lying.
Then on the other side of the bed was a bookshelf filled with spell books. And on the wall opposite to him was a door, where stood a girl, no more than 16 looking straight at him. The girl had straight, strawberry blond hair that reached down to her shoulders. She had a perfectly rounded face and grey-blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark.
As he was gazing at her she said uncertainly "Oh! You're awake! Ummm—Aunt Sara, your guest is— erm, back!" He heard another shuffle of footsteps and in popped an old ladies head. She had glasses on and short white hair and a kind face.
"Ohh! Welcome back!" she said clapping her hands together. Shocked Harry didn't say anything, so she continued. "We were very worried there for a second. You were out for two weeks you know!" She said almost as if it was a joke.
Harry choked. "T-- two weeks!" He managed to stutter out.
"Yep," added in Katherine. " You probably picked the worst two weeks to miss too." Katherine said solemnly. Harry looked confused as Sara turned to face her.
"Oh Katherine, he just woke up! He doesn't need to hear all of the news at this moment. Besides, I don't know why you are so upset. Its not like anything will happen to us way out here. You can be so silly sometimes." Katherine seemed irritated by this, she opened her mouth like she was going to say something, thought better of it, and closed it. Instead she suddenly turned to Harry.
"So how are you feeling?" Harry was startled by the question for some reason; he had been trying to remember what happened while the two ladies bickered. When the blue eyes suddenly turned to him, it seemed his voice box turned off. He shook it off.
"Fine, I guess, just a little gross…" he said looking at his blood and dirt covered hands. Then Sara spoke up. "There is a bathroom down the hallway and to your left my dear, you can take a shower there, but don't take too long, the water gets cold after ten minutes…"
"Err, thanks." He said and got out of the bed. He quickly passed the two girls and down a hallway that looked only a little better than the shabby room. He saw a door to his left on the end of the hallway and opened it. Sure enough, it was a bathroom. He went inside it and discovered with dismay, that there was no lock on the door, but instead a "do not disturb," sign like the ones you get at hotels.
He awkwardly took the sign and put it on the outside doorknob and shut the door. There was a toilet in the far corner and a shower in the other, with simply a drain in the floor and a curtain hanging from a string tied to two nails producing from the walls. There was no sink… he guessed it was in the little room he was in before. He saw his reflection in a mirror that was hanging by the toilet and he was dirtier than he expected. His face was covered in dirt, so you couldn't see his scared forehead.
He quickly took the shower. While he was in it, he heard Sara yell through the door "There are clothes by the door!" Harry told her ok and finished up. He dried off and put the towel around his waist and grabbed his clothes. It was a stained t-shirt and jeans. After shutting the door, he put them on and was about to go back out in to the hall but stopped when he heard what sounded like Katherine yelling.
"Your just-- I don't know, blind! It seems like you knowledge of the real world exists from here to the cornfield! That's it!"
"Katherine!" said Sara, sounding awestruck at the way Katherine was talking to her.
"You don't think anything out of the ordinary could happen to us." She took a breath. "Maybe it was the shock when mom and dad died, you just can't believe anything else can happen." She said quieter.
Harry decided not to eaves drop any longer and went in to the hall. He saw the girls sitting in the room joining the hall. It was better than the other rooms, but only a little. It was furnished with a dark brown couch and a matching armchair, and a nicely carved end table. There was also a door that led outside and there was a window right next to it showing a vast cornfield.
He just stood there uncertain what to do. Sara and Katherine abruptly stopped talking when they saw him. Sara waved him in and so he walked over and sat on the armchair. Katherine had a slightly reddened face. She abruptly stood up and said "Well I think I am going to go to my room now, if you don't mind…" Sara just sat there, gazing at Harry, so she turned on her heal and left. Now it was just he and Sara. Harry gazed in the spot Katherine used to be.
Then Aunt Sara said "Oh- don't worry about her. She is just a little upset. You see you missed out on quite the two weeks. I guess now that you are a little more settled in I can tell you of the weeks events. I don't know if you know this or not but Hogwarts was attacked." Harry looked up. He stared at her, wondering why the name sounded familiar.
"Well," she continued, "luckily, there was only 10 people that died in about the 50 that fought, but among those dead is Harry Potter…"
Harry snapped his head up. "Who?" He asked thinking he misunderstood.
"Harry Potter! Surly you know who he is…" she said. He didn't reply, just held on to the chair like he would fall off it.
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I am now all caught up on my typing and I only have a little bit of chapter 4 done. Wow…. I am already at chapter 3! Wwwwweeeeiiiirrrrdddd.
Anywho, unless you want me to go back to "school is stressful" land…. REVIEW!
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