UPDATE! yes! finally, right? Anyway, I think it is slightly longer... possibly... maybe. either way, I own neither Harry Potter, nor NCIS...okay, now read:)

He was sitting on his bench in the school playground. He was just watching the other kids play, as his legs swung through the air. They all looked so happy, so carefree. None of them had a care in the world.

He suddenly felt a presence next to him, and a hand took his. He turned in surprise, and was greeted by Kelly's kind eyes and wide smile. He smiled shyly back at her. She laughed at his shyness, and soon they were both laughing, using one another as support.

Their laughter was cut short, however, when she was pulled away from him by rough hands. Harry's eyes grew wide as he saw his uncle dragging the girl away. Kelly's cries rung deep in his head, and he tried to jump up to help her, but he was stuck to the bench.

Her voice sounded in his head. 'You are no friend of mine.' 'You are as much of a freak as everyone says.' 'I wish I had never met you.'

The last one cut him deep. If she had never met him, she would have never gotten hurt. Maybe it would have been better. Maybe he was just a freak who caused bad things to happen.

In a flash, everything was green, and pain filled his head.

A loud thump filled the cupboard as his forehead hit one of the shelves. He held back tears and rubbed the spot. He normally avoided falling asleep that close to the shelves, but in his state, he had forgotten.

Slowly, he repositioned himself to go back to sleep, only to be stopped by the sound of Aunt Petunia pounding on his door.

"Get up, you have to go to school today," her brisk voice told him before the click of the lock filled the air.

Groaning, Harry pushed himself into a sitting position, and started to feel around for some clothes to wear.

After close to fifteen minutes of searching, getting dressed, and multiple rest breaks, he opened the door for the first time in almost a week.

Instantly, he snapped his eyes shut. After days in almost pitch black, the harsh hall light almost blinded him. After sitting on the edge of his bed for a few moments, he squinted his eyes, and leaned on the wall as he made his way to the kitchen.

Once in the blindingly white room, his aunt handed him a plate with two slices of toast and a small cube of melon.

"Eat up," she told him, "you can't be late."

He obediently walked over to the table, and quickly ate his breakfast.

He managed to finish eating before Dudley entered the room, and quickly left to get washed up.

Fifteen minutes later, he was climbing into the car, and Aunt Petunia drove them to school.

Kelly was woken by her mother opening the curtains in her room. Happiness filled her as she remembered what day it was.

She quickly got dressed and ran into the kitchen.

"Woah, why the rush?" her mom asked her.

"It's Monday," the girl happily replied as Shannon poured some cereal into a bowl for her.

"Really, and what is so great about that?" the older red-head continued the banter as she handed the younger one the bowl.

"Harry is going to be back in school today," Kelly grinned.

"Well, we better get going then, shouldn't we?" Shannon laughed. Kelly nodded and started to get out of her seat. "You need to finish breakfast first."

The girl gave her a grin, just like her fathers, and started to east as fast as she could.

Shannon chuckled as she put her daughters lunch together.

They were on the road ten minutes later.

So, its progressing, but is it good? please let me know:)