Disclaimer: I do sure not own Harry Potter and I'm glad, GLAD I don't! I've not red any book, I've seen the three first movies but was bored out of my skull But still I know what happens with Harry and I don't know HOW! O.o;
Flame as much as you wish I don't give a flying fish egg!
I think this is set after the sixth book –shrug-
The Boy who...
Now He has had enough! This must end! To be the one who everyone loves and hates! He'd seen many horrible things since he came to Hogwarts; gigantic spiders, Death Eaters, Professor Snape dressed up as Neville Longbottom's granmother, Death of his Godfather who was eaten by a curtain and of course the death of Professor Dumbledore. Now he'd simply had enough!
That is why Harry decided to run away, grow a beard, changed name, use the modern technique of plastic surgery to remove the damn scar he was cursed with! Why hadn't he'd thought of this before? Without the scar no one would longer know that he was THE Harry Potter!
If we now go in to the future, about …shall we say four weeks later then he decided to run away, grow a beard and change his name.
It was in the middle of the Sahara desert, a looong caravan of camels was moving slowly over the new sand hill that blew up in front of them. God it was irritating! One hill after another grew up from no where.
BUT! This was the only place where he was safe from all evil that was after him. The evil wizard Voldemort who'd tried to kill him… How many times was it now? God knows how may times! And the worst of all; Ginny! Now she could not find him and get her revenge on him for dumping her in the last chapter in the sixth book.
Harry had changed his name to ;Ali, 'cus it was a good name. It was the opponent to the name Smith in the world. You could never find the right Smith! Haha Harry had been smart! NO one would ever find him.
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Abut forty-five sand hills away; another caravan with camels was walking in the direction towards the caravan Harr-.. Ali was driving. But this was driven by an older man, raven black hair and a crooked nose. Professor Snape had also come up with the idea of running away, changed name to Hassan, and tried to grow a beard, but with no success. No beard was visible on his pale face. But he had a secret weapon just in case he would meet anyone.
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A couple of hours later the two caravans spotted each other. One sand hill between them. Eyes looking at each other. They both stopped.
Snap-.. Hassan quickly stuck his hand inside his coat and pulled out a broom and stuck it under his nose creating a fake moustache, even though he knew it would tickle his nose.
Slowly they took one step forwards, another one and another one slowly approaching each other. Soon they were facing each other no one saying a word only the camels roams was heard.
Ali's eyes was widened. He can not stay for so long he must continue to run away.
Hassan's moustache tickled his nose, he was soon about to sneeze and he must continue to run away!
"Mazeltov," Hassan bowed.
"Smorgasbord" Ali bowed back.
And they passed each other continue their run away journey over the growing sand hills.
There I wrote A HP fan fic no one can ever tell me I NEVER DID! HAHAHA! Now I'll slither back tounder the rock I came from. -slither-