Neville got off the train dragging with him his backpack with his clothing and a few essential thing that he'd brought to his aunts house four his three week visit. There was plenty to do there as she living on a farm so he didn't need to bring much and plus his cousins were enough to keep him occupied while he was there.

The train was a whole hour ahead of schedule so he decided to go wait for his grandmother out front in the sunlight. Lifting his bag further onto his back he pushed his way past the large crowds coming of his train and one that had just come to a stop on a different line. He took a break at one of the benches to tie his shoe and put down his bag before making it to the front doors.

He had to wait for a good deal of people to pass before he could even think of leaving through them himself. He saw someone out side the window. He was small and dirty looking, Neville could tell he was asking for money as someone dropped some coins into his palm and then another person did the same. He couldn't see his face from where he was standing, but something about him seeming to touch something in the back of his mind. But as the way was now clear for him to go he turned his attention from the boy and stepped back out side. Now he could see the boy's face and there was no mistaking him, Neville could even see the scar.

But what was Harry Potter doing begging for money? He could even hear Harry ask some lady for,

"Any spare change Mam?"

Neville swallowed and then spoke, "Harry?"

It was Harry's turn to be surprised as his tired, hungry eyes turned to Neville. Harry said Neville's name in a whisper though more to himself,

"Neville." they just stared at each other each other then Harry's eye adopted a cold, blank look to hide behind, as he took in Neville's bag and thought he must have come off that train.

"Harry, wh-you...what are you doing?" Neville stammered taking in his friends thin form. He looked half starved.

"What does it look like?"

"Huh?" Neville was taken aback by the sudden ferocity in his friend's voice.

"I said what does it look like?" Harry said it slowly, as though he were talking to a child. Harry had no idea as to why he was acting so horrible. It was probably the stupidity of the question Neville asked, Neville seemed to come to the same conclusion and said,

"Sorry. I just meant that aren't you suppose to be in Surry with your aunt and uncle?" this also seemed to be the wrong thing to say. Harry didn't snap at him this time, just become completely blank and silent. But by the way his jaw clenched Neville could tell something big had happened to him.

"May I at least ask what happened?"

"Yeah, but don't expect an answer." Neville looked extremely put out now but couldn't stop wondering why his friend, or a least who he though was his friend, had become so cold all of a sudden.

"Ok, sorry, never mind then." Neville muttered expecting Harry to snap at him for that too, but he didn't instead Harry cringed slightly and looked at the ground.

"Don't apologise. Its not your fault." he said quietly, as he continued to examine his shoe.

"Now can I ask what happened?"

"No."

"What about why your asking for money."

"To by food."

"Why."

"If I don't eat I die."

Neville decided he wouldn't get a strait answer out of Harry, so he finally stoped questioning him. He sat down next to Harry.

"I would back off about a mile if I were you." Harry said quite seriously.

"What?"

Harry suddenly grinned. "Haven't had a shower for a couple weeks."

"Why?"

"No where to shower."

"Are you living on the streets?" Neville found it more affective if he asked a direct question that could be answered in a direct way.

"Yes."

"What happened with you and your family?" Neville said quickly. Harry shrugged.

"Did something happen?"

He sighed. "I might as well tell you since your not taking the hint that I don't to answer any damn questions, you'll just keep asking and asking. So lets go over around to the other side of the building to talk."

Harry lead Neville around to a patch of grass against the wall facing the sun.

"Ok talk."

"Fine." And Harry told him about coming home from the mall to a couple of cops, the death of Petunia and Dudley, the concert and then his Uncle Vernon coming home drunk and then shooting himself in front Harry in the hall. He told about him quitting his job at the Underground and running away and living on the streets avoiding other wizards and everything leading up to this moment.

"Im really, really sorry Harry. I didn't know."

"Nobody really does. But thanks."

"What are you going to do now?" Neville was a little pale, he felt horrible for his friend. Why did Harry ever do to deserve this?

"Wait it out for another two weeks for the start of term. Then I wont have to worry. I have a muggle bank account set up. There's enough in it to rent a cheep apartment next summer, I'll get another job then. Im leaving my parent's money alone for now, I'll use it when we get out school in two years." Harry said gazing down at his feet again talking out his plans.

"And Nev?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't tell a single soul where I am or what's happened please?" It wasn't a question. It was an order, all most a threat. It was that important to him. He couldn't be found.

"S-Sure Harry. I-If you say s-so." Neville stuttered looking at Harry fearfully, because the only way Harry could keep Neville from writing Dumbledore was if Harry killed him here and now.

And while Neville thought that Harry thought he knew he was going to tell and knew he'd have to move again so he wasn't caught. He didn't know where but after Neville left he was planing to get some food and then run again.

AN: This is the third up date today, cool huh? The wonders people can do when there internet's down for several hours!

Hehe. Tell me if there anything you didn't like, I kinda took a chance at twisting the plot so much, but I guarantee that I can fix any thing you don't like. But if you love it, then tell me that too!

And a great deal of you, including myself, are totally into seeing Alex, BJ and dev again so I suppose I'll just have to bring them back into the picture wont I?

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