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Chapter three.
Harry glanced around the room before he actually moved farther into it. The room was about twelve by sixteen and painted a light green, almost mint. There was a large window on the wall parallel to him with dark green blinds in front of it. There was a large bed in about the center of the room and to the left of that was a door; he assumed led to the bathroom. On the wall opposite the bed was and open door which led to a walk in closet. Looking to his right Harry noticed a computer on top of a desk and what looked like a spell book.
Walking farther into the room Harry realized that the ground beneath his feet had turned soft. Looking down he was rather taken aback at the emerald green carpet that covered the floor in his room. Outside and on the stairs it had been what looked like pine or oak wood.
"Well I might as well wash this venom off." Harry said as he set his bags down next to the bed and opening one. He pulled out a Red sweater and some blue jeans, as well as all the other necessities and walked into the bathroom.
The bathroom was also decorated in green. It was a six by eight sized bathroom with a toilet, across from the shower/tub. The sink was next to the toilet. A small window on the wall opposite to the door let the morning light through. It was probably only five or six but still dawns light was alone able to light the room there the hexagonal window.
After turning the water on and stripping off his cloths Harry stepped into the shower.
'I wonder if everything's alright back in England. I know Ginny and her brothers can look after themselves. But Hermione was another story. Book smarts didn't count against death eaters and strength was the only way to get out of that.'
Harry finished washing the venom of his hands with a special sanitizing potion that he held onto for just incase emergencies. As Harry moved on to his hair and body he thought about the events that occurred that evening.
'Well Squall and I will get along fine and same with Riku, Sora, Seifer and his boyfriend. Cloud doesn't seem too bad but I'll wait for a decision on that. Sephiroth, well he's scary but that's still to be determined as well so I'll wait with that. Vincent... not to sure about him. One thing's for sure, he's hot as hellwith that long… What am I thinking?'
Harry shook his head trying in vain to clear his mind of the previous thought. 'I just met him, I can't be thinking like that. Besides He is older then me; at least fifteen.'
Sighing Harry turned the water off and grabbed a towel.
After drying himself off and dressing Harry walked back into the bed room and grabbed one of the bags he had left on the floor. Opening it quickly he set about finding a journal he had started keeping when he was younger. Now most journals are what people want kept secret, his was different. This Journal was more of a computer system without the computer. All he had to do was access the network and he could talk to anybody he wanted, wherever he wanted. It also had the basic features of a journal by being able to write in it as one as well as the internet thing. He could get just about anything from the booknet.
'Well lets see if there is any change in the Voldemort situation.' Harry thought to himself as he flipped the book open.
Harry quickly found the page he was looking for and summoned the net pen to his hand. On the blank page before him He wrote "News of the Dark Lord' this brought up a series of logs in which were all dedicated to bringing down Voldemort.
Scanning the list Harry came across V&V, this guy was supposedly dealing with all sorts of evil and every now and then would come across some interesting news that would save a few lives, so Harry tapped it.
Here is some interesting news for the Boy Who just won't die, I have an enemy as bad as yours but here's one that waked me in the head this morning after a botched mission. Ultimecia has a twin brother. Can you guess who it is? His name is Tom Riddle and he has a thing for snakes. Sound familiar? Well if not then let me tell you, it had better get familiar soon because your war just left England.
Get in touch with me via the net so we can talk later.
Sincerely V&V
Harry blinked. If the war had left England then it followed him. That meant that he'd have to tell Squall and the others about his little problem. 'Well I was going to have to explain it anyways. Wonder how they'll react to the Ultimecia news.' Harry sighed, this was going to be a long day.
Shaking his head Harry returned to the net page and wrote...
V&V thanks for bringing this to my attention. Life for me has been a bit hectic lately and the prospect of the war following me out of England completely slipped my mind. Before you think anything let me tell you, my parents died recently and I was sent to live with my brother out of England. I have absolutely no say in the matter and I got to tell you I'm kinda glad I don't. Anyways I'm not sure when I'll be free to talk again so I'll look in periodically to see. If push comes to shove I'll stay up all night and wait for you to come on.
Sincerely The Boy Who just won't die.
With that Harry tapped sendand closed the page and the journal. Laying back on the bed Harry let his mind wander. And being that his mind was wandering he entered the world commonly called or referred to Hermione as 'la la question land.' where you though of stupid and more often then not stupid Questions.
'What if pigs could fly.'
'What's mt batting average in quittage'
"Why is every one in this house so ripped?"
"Fighting evil sorceress and thousands of heartless tends to do that to a person."
Harry shot up like a bullet and turned to see Vincent leaning on the door frame looking rather amused.
"What?" Harry answered intelligently.
Vincent cocked an eyebrow. "That's why everyone in the house is so 'ripped' as you put it."
"Oh. Sorry. I wasn't aware I was speaking out loud."Harry said fighting the blush that was crossing his face.
"Don't worry about it. I have a question that's been bugging me for a while and the snake in the hall thing prompted me to ask it.Are you a wizard?" Vincent pushed off the wall and had walked into Harry's room while he said it.
"First to guess. What gave it away?"
"Most parceltounges are.Never met a man who could speak to snakes and not wield magic in some form or another." He said with a shrug.
"Well that saves telling one person. How do you think they'll react to finding out I was pulled from the middle of a war?"
"Riku, SoraSeifer will probably laugh. Sephiroth and Cloud, Assuming that Cloud's back to normal will act impassive, Irvine will try and shut Seifer and Squall well he is your older brother. He'd probably get all the information he could on this and then be an overprotective jerk for the remainder of your war."
"And your reacting to this so calmly how? Or are you just impassive of the whole war thing."
"Me? No if anything I'm worse then Squall about finding out what there is to know, but I already knew. After all what do you think V&V stands for?"
"Your... well at least I know who to talk to about this latest revelation in the war." Harry said with a sigh. He seemed to doing that a lot lately.
"What war?" Squall's voice had a hard tone and though Harry was beyond used to it he didn't like hearing his brother's voice like that.
Harry jumped as he once again turned in surprised towards the door."Can't keep anything quiet these days can I?"Harry asked himself.
"What war Harry?" Squall said though this time it came out in a much softer tone.
Harry still didn't want to answer so he took a deep breath and exhaled slowlyto stall for time.
Squall just stood in the door with look of a lion stalking its prey.
"The war between Ultimecias' brother and himself. Apparently said genocidal maniac wants your brother dead. You know its kinda funny how the whole world domination thing runs in that completely defective family of theirs. Oh Squall In case you're wondering your dear enemy joined with your brother's great enemy and probably combining forces. I'll see you two later." Vincent explained before he slipped past Squall and down the stairs.
Squall stared at Vincente's retreating form. "How did he know about this Harry? You two just meet."
"He is connected to the net. Him not knowing would have been a shocker. Well he did put two and two together before me so that's saying something."
"That dose not answer my question."
"Hum… Oh right. Like I said He has the net." Harry said as he held his journal out for Squall to see. "With these we don't need to actually meet to converse. It's basically just a computer without the electronic circuitry."
"Okay and this war between you and My greatest foe's brother?"
"Should have known you wouldn't have let that slip. Would you mind waiting until I could explain it to everybody? I'd rather get laughed at once and not answer the same question six time in a row." Harry said pinching the bridge of his nose as he thought about it.
"It can't be that bad." Squall said as he sat down beside Harry and turned his brother's face to look him in the eye. "Sure it's not great but still it's not like you're the main target."
Harry pulled away from his brother at that and walked to the window. "You really don't want an answer to that."
Harry did not even have to look at Squall to know his brother's eyes had narrowed and that his body had gone tense. He didn't have to look to know Squall was thinking of every possible escape route from the house and safe house they had access to. Harry didn't even have to turn around to know that Squall was going to be an Over Protective brother and had gone into the extreme mode.
Turning around Harry looked at his brother who was now standing. Squall long chocolate brown hair flowing around his face. Bright blue-grey eyes looked on Harry him-self. The scar that crossed his face only made him looked more determined. His starter screamed protective and Harry was positive that if he were not leaning against the wall already he would have backed into it.
"Let's go talk to the others and if they don't take it seriously well they know me, and what will happen." Squall said with his calm and utterly defiant voice that Harry was sure he should have been running from. Screw Voldemort his brother was scarier.
That's it for know. There was initially supposed to be more but I'm splitting this chapter so you guys can read more of my story while work on my finals. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW. Feedback more then welcome.