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Meanwhile
This is sooo boring.
A young boy sat outside in a garden, pulling weeds out of a flowerbed of tulips.
I wonder where Kym and Jo are...
"POTTER!"
The boy jumped terribly and whirled around, at the door and horse faced woman was glaring at him.
"Watch what your doing boy! You almost pulled out one of my flowers!"
Harry Potter looked and saw that in his musing he had taken hold of a tulip instead of the dandilion. "Sorry Aunt Petunia..."
"You just be careful! If you damage so much as one of them, you'll find yourself in your cuboard faster than you can say 'Freak'!" His Aunt threatened then marched back into the house. Harry sighed and was about to start working again until:
Cupboard! Joanne Thorwell practicly shrieked in his mind. Dose those people make you s'eep in a cupboard?
Geesh Louise! Merlin Jo, you almos' made me 'ave an 'eart attack! Harry breathed deeply, calming his now racing heart beat.
Yeah Jo, you really know 'ow to start a con'ersation! Kym said sarcasticly but then added worriedly. Does your Aunt an' Uncle weally make you s'eep in a cuboard?
Yeah, it's true...
WHAAAAA'? How could dey! How dere dey! Joanne suddenly started ranting a suprising amount of semi understanderble threats, that were about as frightening as a wet kitten.
Kym?
Yeah?
W'at got Jo so easily angered?
Someone considered adopting her
But i thought that would be a good thing
Not to her...she screamed and ran out de orphanage, almost knocking over some sandy 'aired man. For some weason he looked like Ms Marsh when she looked in da mirror and saw she 'ad blue 'air. Kym explained while Jo was starting to consider calming down.
Oh, i wish i could meet you in real life...
THATS IT! Joanne's sudden mental explaination made Harry nearly fall head first into the flower bed in shock.
Whats it? He asked once again breathing deeply as his pulse was galloping like a racehorse.
Why dont we wun away together! No mean gardians, no bullying orphanage workers...
WHAT! Are you mad? No, dont answer that. I know your mad! Ow! Kym stopped when Joanne apparently clouted her around the head. Call me mad again and i'll candle-boom you!
Ooooh! Cwoss aren't we Smoke-for-brains!
Harry sighed and continued working on the weeding while his fairly still new friends had a mental bicker-fest in his mind.
While Kym argued with her raven haired amigo and Harry occupied himself with weeds, miles away was a woman who would like nothing more than to see the trio.
Dawn Redfern seemed an odd person to many people. She lived ,quiet literally mind you, in the middle of nowhere, had a wedding ring on her right hand but there wasn't a husband in sight. No one had any clue who she married to since she kept her maiden name. But what really baffled people was that she occasionally recieved large cooler bags from oddly dressed strangers.
But...what they didn't know was that if anyone had looked, they would see this woman drink dark red liquid that came bottled in the same cooler bags.
Dawn Redfern was a Lamia. Otherwised know as natural born vampires. The Redfern family for example was know for the fact that they were interbred family of a clan of witches and wizards. Dawn for example attually went to Hogwarts since she was born with magic.
Another thing about her was the fact she had a son who people rarely ever saw.
Hunter had violet eyes that turned silvery when he was angery, his pupils could dialate like a cats so they were like built in binoculars. He was already quite agile for a one year old. That he got from his Lamia genes. Hunter also had black hair that usually flopped casually into his eyes and a cute face that made many an elderly lady go 'Awwww' when they saw him.
Dawn loved her son. She was carefull to keep wooden objects away from him at all times. Always made sure his unbreakable teething ring was always in reach, he was hell without it. But the thing that Dawn was unsure about and had been caught more than once staring at him, was that her son Hunter resembled his father. The man that betrayed her trust and countless others, the man that killed three of her friends. The husband she was still bound by marrige too since she couldn't seem to bring herself to divorce. The father of the child he knew nothing about. That man was Sirius Black.
Dawn was in the middle of re-dressing her son after a mini-avalanch caused by Hunter pulling the sack of flour out of a nearby cupboard and all over himself, when an owl from the ministry flew in through the kitchen window.
"What now?" She asked herself as she took the letter of the official-looking tawny. She skimmed the first couple of lines but what she read made her double-take and choke on thin air.
Dear Madame Dawn Redfern.
We are displeased to inform you that last night Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban prison.
Since you are still legally married to the man and we are unfortunantly baffled about how he
escaped, we worry about you and your sons safety. Please take vacation at a safe house
until we can decide on what security to put on your house.
Sincerly,
Alastor Moody
Co-head auror.
Ministry of magic.
Dawn dropped the letter and quickly took hold of her wand then pointed in at the fireplace.
"Incendio!"
Throwing a hand-full of floo powder into the roaring flames and balancing a now flour-free Hunter on her hip, she stepped into the fire place then shouted out the one place Dawn Redfern knew she'd hopefully be safe and welcome.
"Hogwarts, headmasters office!"...
A/N Yes the next chapter is up! I am SO sorry for taking so long but i had computer related difficulties. I'll try to be faster and sorry if the chapter's a bit short. Please reveiw!.