Ok your favourite Canadian author is back. I AM CANADIAN. Have you ever tried that beer? its disgusting. Anyway, I've taken up an offer from a wonderful reviewer who has asked to be my beta, Im sure you will be pleased to know, so don't snap at me for any further mistakes, blame the beta. hehe. I'm so evil.

Harry watched Neville's retreating back before slipping away, out of sight of the public while he thought. He went for supper and later he went back to his alley to put all his things together so that he could move them. He sat around drawing in his note book until it was to dark to finish. He put the journal away and left to find a place far from where he was right now. Harry knew that Neville wouldn't be able to keep his secret, and wondered if he'd already told about him and if so, who. Harry would come back for his stuff later when he'd found a new place. He found one not an hour later, in a new alley near an even cheaper restaurant than the one connected to the bus terminal he'd been eating at for the past few weeks. As he was heading back to the train station a group of boys stopped him.

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"But Lupin, Dumbledore said to stay and stay you'd better!" McGonagal warned Lupin. They were the only ones at Grimald place at the moment and arguing about weather or not it's right to leave Harry to his own defenses with Voldemort on the warpath.
"Professor, I know what Dumbledore said. But Harry's only sixteen. I wouldn't mind so much if he were a normal teen and this was a normal circumstance, cause I know this happens all the time, I was sixteen too, but with Voldemort and all the shit-sorry-he's been going through, it's not right!"
"I agree but there is nothing we can do! Dumbledore has his reasons."

"I know Dumbledore's reasons, he told them to me himself, but I think he's taking to great a risk here!"
McGonagal was stopped in the middle of her own argument by the sound of Mrs. Black screaming. There were loud shrieks that didn't belong to her going off too, coming from up stairs. Lupin and McGonagal shared annoyed looks and went to see what was going on. They reached the top of the stares and saw an owl darting frantically around the hall, panicking from the noise Mrs. Black was making. "Damn old hag! SHUT UP!" Lupin yelled wrenching the hangings over her portrait closed in a fury. McGonagal had managed to snag the panicked owl out of the air. She carry it back into the kitchen, Lupin right at her heels.

"Temper Lupin, you can't go screaming at that darn painting."
"That woman's driving me insane!" He ran his hands through his hair irritably. McGonagal pursed her lips but said nothing as she detached the letter from the now calm owl's leg.
"Who's it from?"
"My word. It's from yong Longbottom." she unfolded it and set in on the table between them.
"Neville?" He leaned forward so he could read it too.
"He found Harry! He doesn't seem to be in good shape, half starved on the streets! Stay here and contact Dumbledore I'm going to find him." Lupin jumped up and McGonagal made no protests. They moved quickly, one busy with the flu and the other charging out the door.

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Harry watched a group of boys cross the street towards him. There were six guys, all wore the same sort of outfit. Basketball uniforms or jean shorts. One wore an upside down crooked visor. And most of them wore a long chain with a marijuana leaf or the money sign hanging down to their navel. All had a light blue bandanas on somewhere. Gangster losers, and even more they looked posser even to there own clique. Harry suppressed an amused smile as they stepped on to the sidewalk, grinning slyly up to him. Harry snorted.

"Hey white choc-o-late! What's goin' down homeeeyyy?" one said exaggerating the word chocolate.
"Fuck off." Harry tried to walk past them but they stepped in front of him.
"Hey why you have to bust in our grill like that foo? We're just having a bit of fun wich ya!""
"Fuck off." Harry repeated now getting annoyed.
"No way little man. I like you. I'm goin' stay tight by you, like it or not." the one who seemed to be the leader said stepping up closer then Harry liked.

"No I don't think so." Harry gave them a deathly glare and attempted to step away again.
"No not vary nice are you? Well boys how bouts we make the fucker stay?"
"Yo yo check it! Little freak dressed in black Now we stab him in the back. HaHA!"" One of the guys rapped.
"So you want to fight me, is that it?" Harry said crossing his arms.
"No, no, no white chocolate. We're not going to fight you. We're just gunna bust you're face in them leave. HA!"
"What kind of pussy's are you? To scared to take me on alone? Need a whole army to take me down?" Harry said, the ghost of a smile flickered at the corners of his mouth. A good fight would be a good way to blow some steam, win or lose it doesn't matter.
"Who said anything about being a pussy?" the leader of the gang said holding up a hand to his mates to stop them advancing.
"If your not pussy then me and you. Only me and you."
"Fine, I''ll fight you, I'm no pussy." but he looked nervous now as the others created a circle around them. Harry unfolded his arms. The two just stared at each other, Harry waited for him to take the first shot and just as he was starting to think the guy would give in before it even started the gangster swung at Harry's face. Years of Quiditch practice gave Harry the lead right away. Harry was barely touched two minutes later. Harry swung a particularly hard punch that must have shattered the guy's jaw, if not it was close to it. As the guy fell back he grabbed Harry's jacket and pulled him down too. They were fighting for possession over the other person's throat when someone called out.
"Harry!"

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Lupin checked behind the train station just like Neville had said in the letter, after finding nothing he began searching. He walked a good deal, winding up and down streets and finding nothing until he turned a corner. His attention was caught by jeers and yells, a group of teens stood in a circle a little ways down the road. What he saw next made his jaw drop. Through the lags of the crowd he saw to the two fighters, one had the other pinned to the ground by sitting on his chest and elbows while he slammed his fist into the guy beneath him's face again and again. The one doing the beating was no doubt Harry Potter.
'Shit!' "Harry!" the fighters kept going at it. Lupin sprinted up to them pushing past protesting teens grabbing Harry by the arms and pulling him off of the other kid.
"Get off of me! Don't touch ME!" Harry struggled free and turned to see who had grabbed him, he froze.
"Lupin?"
"Har-Watch out!" To late. The gangster came up behind Harry and nailed him in the back of the head. Harry's eyes widened and he muttered,
"What kind of pussy waits until the other dude's back is turned?"" And he
blacked out.

AN: Sorry this one actually took a couple days to write. Hehe. I hope this chapter was better than the last three. (By the way, Im hoping to get a hundred reviews soon I'm at 92. Hint hint)

Someone asked if Harry would be staying with Lupin. Yep. For a week or two then it's back two Hogwarts. Anticipate our beloved Alix, BJ and Dev in the next chapter or so.

In fact, since you all love em' I'm thinking of there being a Voldie attack in Harry's old town or something like that, I don't know yet, but I want them at Hogwarts. So if you have any suggestions or want to say something about that please do!

And more art stuff coming too.

Oh and Nev's part is over now, I just wanted a class mate to find him on the streets. I had debated on Draco, Cho(who I hate), the Weasley clan and a bunch of others, but in the end I ended with Neville. Sorry Draco fans.

And can any of you tell me how to put profile pics in my bio?

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