Thank you all my reviewers. I was going to put your names up, but I figured you wanted the chapter more than you wanted your names mentioned. Your reviews sped my butt up and now you have your chapter. Oh and thanks to my beta, who is so perfect. If it were not for her you wouldn't have this chap.
After Uncle Vernon had finished yelling at him and sent him to his room, instead of kicking him out (thanks to Aunt Petunia), Harry walked to his bedroom window. He didn't care what the letters had told him to do. 'It's not like a dementor is going to show up again! And this is my life not theirs!'
So Harry wrote a quick note saying he'd be back later and stuck it in the door frame. He then climbed out the window and quickly hid in the bushes, not wanting to risk being seen by his "stalkers". He stayed in the shadows and used any cover he could while heading silently to the hide out. 'We really need a name for it. Maybe Anti-Vamp?'
As he continued to the hideout he thought of different names, but none seemed right or were just plain stupid. He entered the complex feeling more relaxed, but still needing action. Changing into his tight fitting leather clothing with a black shirt, he thought of the vampire he met that night. As he pulled on his boots he considered telling Blade, but knew that Blade would not want him going to meet her. He didn't know why he trusted her, or why he wanted to meet her again, it wasn't attraction as he was gay. But as he started to hide his weapons on his body and in his coat, he thought about it.
As he left his room he grabbed the cell he carried and had forgotten to bring to the Dursley's. 'At least Blade didn't notice. I don't need his crap too! And it's not as if we use it often.'
He headed to the garage with no answer to his question except that his gut told him to at least trust her partially. He started his bike and drove off into the night.
"I thought you were living with the Dursley's."
"I go there every day." Blade gave him a look and Harry responded, "I do. Sometimes for an hour or three, I even sleep there on most occasions."
"Why do you even go there? You don't like it there, so why don't you just stay here?"
"What next? Quit Hogwarts! Why do you have to keep bringing this up? I've told you before I have my reasons." 'I don't want you in trouble. . . But with Voldemort back. NO, I don't want to go there . . . not yet . . . not today.'
"I'd stop bringing it up when you tell me your reasons. And about Hogwarts, are you going to use any of what you learnt?"
"I'll tell you when I'm done with my 7th year." Blade gave Harry a look and he expanded, "Yes, as soon as I'm legal age," Blade snorted at this, "I know it's stupid. But as soon as I'm legal age or can find some way to do illegal magic I'll use it often. I'll be able to use healing charms and other stuff to help us."
"I don't need that crap unless it can substitute my inhaler. And you heal fast enough. You don't need to learn any more than you already know, besides you don't pay attention in your class." At Harry's look he added, "you told me so yourself."
"I'm staying at Hogwarts and will continue to live with the Dursleys."
"When are they going to get Harry? Hasn't he been there long enough? The poor boy, he must be in a horrible state." Mrs. Weasley yelled at her husband as she made breakfast.
"Tomorrow night dear, the plan is already in motion." He said for what he felt was the hundredth time since last night. There were a few moments of almost silence as Mrs. Weasley continued to make the meal.
After Mr. Weasley finished his coffee he said, with a peck on the cheek to Mrs. Weasley, "Don't worry he'll be fine," and headed off to work.
That was a mistake. Mrs. Weasley turned on him and yelled "He'll be fine! He loses his guard, every night! We don't know where he is or what he's doing! And you can't forget about the Dementors! How can you say he'll be fine? He is not fine. He is with those people! He needs to be here, he's safe here!"
'You mean to say he's safe here with me. When will she learn that she is not the boys parent, we don't have any rights to him. Dumbledore has more authority over him than we do. There is not much we can do.' "He's a smart boy who defended himself against the Dementors. He will be alright until we pick him up tomorrow. Then you can mother him all you want until school starts," he said trying to placate his wife.
She glareed at him, "And what is wrong with that!"
"Nothing at all! He needs some mothering right now, he is a teenager after all." He said realizing his mistake.
"Don't you have to go to work?" She says, deflating.
"Yes. I'll see you when I get home." With that he kissed his wife goodbye.
Sometime Later (And there still at it!)
"Oh, I forgot lover-boy goes to that school too. What have they done to you? The Harry I knew would have made-out with him by now."
"Yes I would have walked straight up to him, supposed enemy or not, and started making out with him. But now I know what tact is. . . well that and he could get his dad to cause a hole lot of trouble if I did and he didn't like it."
"No ones ever complained before. Just go for it. And do it quick before I kill you and look for the real Harry."
"Ha ha ha. Lets spar. Now."
Blade gave him a look that informed Harry that Blade knew he wanted out of the conversation and replied "Fine."
Later that night
"Where are we headed to tonight?"
"We'll hit 2nd and Main then split up until we meet back up at sunrise here."
"Sounds good." With that they started there bikes up and rode out into the sunset.
What should we call the hide out? Review and tell me!
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