Disclaimer: I do not own either story line. And I apologize beforehand for the shortness of this chapter.
Allen's pov
So far this had to be my favorite class. Granted this is my first lesson in general. But what is not to like about potions class? Some kids have their potion explode in their face. Others just don't get it at all. And there is always that unlucky individual who gets paired with me. Today's victim is the one person I have been wanting to talk to. Harry Potter.
I would just starting questioning him but he has the most dumbstruck expression on his face since Snape took points from his house. And I got some due to being here on time. Haha what a laugh. I got here exactly a second before he did but I am not one to complain when the occasional good thing happens to me. Cause they definitely don't come often enough. And when they do it tends to be like 'oh your friend is still alive! Yay! Time to celebrate! Well except for you Allen. Not old enough.'
What the hell do they know anyway? I could beat them all up any day. Just because of a stupid age limit. I can hold my liquor much better then you old geezers! Just because of that one time when things got out of hand you feel the need to totally cut me off. Messed up. Anyway, back to the subject on hand. Good things rarely happen.
It is a proven fact. I was abandoned as a child. Taken in by this weird guy who eventually kicked the bucket and left me alone yet again. In my pain and misery I receive the chance to bring back the one semi-constant in my life. Well we all know how well that ended up. I got picked up by Cross. Why I let him take me I will never know? I never look back at that moment and not regret my lack of action.
Then after being ditched in India, I make my way to the Black Order due to there not bring anything better to do. Where I meet some people who claim that they know me and that we are all best buds. Fight a bunch of people and get my ass whooped part of the time. Way worse then some of the street fights I have been in. And then find out that I was some pawn in the minds of the people closest to me. Do some stupid stuff then run away from my troubles. Get caught. Somehow save the day and decided to treat myself to this lovely little vacation.
Maybe things are finally looking up for me since this adventure has been nothing but fun for me so far. I smile brightly, in contrast with the gloomy atmosphere that is emitting from at least half of the class. A quarter of that possibly coming from Harry alone. If that was even possible. I could see him glancing at his friends who were having a hell of a long time completing the objective. The boy just plain didn't understand English it seemed. And the girl was over complicating everything, which certaintly wasn't helping the redhead.
"Hey Harry, do you know how my friends are holding up? I haven't really gotten to talk to them that much since we came." Harry turned to look at me and our completed potion. Perfectly done, I might add.
"Oh I don't know. But they seemed sort of worn out the other day. Any idea why?" For a moment I pretended to think about it.
"Well we did sort of rush over here. They decided to come with me on my vacation." I smiled while he just looked confused about what I just said.
"Wait...vacation? Why would you come here...?" He contemplated for a second why we would do such a thing but gave up and turned to me for an answer.
"Because I want a break. And simply because I was bored." The class ended right after I finished talking. And boy was it fun leaving him confused. I walked out with a big smile on my face. Just a quarter of an inch away from being a smirk.
A/N: Hello potential reviewers. Well I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry it was really late. My parents found out about fanfiction and well they weren't happy. But they only found my other account so all good. Yay the Giants won the world series! Review please.