Sorry these chapters are really short, but after a few days, the ideas swirling inside my head will magically sort themselves into my brain files and the chapters will become longer. Hopefully. Anyways, as you read this story, I wish for you to keep in mind that I do not own any of these stories and would like it very much if you remember I am doing this for entertainment, not money. So, I would like to wish you a good reading and remind you that we're all gonna die someday so live life!
Harry Potter was having a horrible day. The reporters had swarmed Grimmauld Place for news about his sudden choice to move and their loud bickering set the painting of Sirius' mother off. After he had finally managed to quiet her down, his raging ex-girlfriend had barged in, demanding why he hadn't discussed this decision with her. Thankfully, Ron had showed up and dragged his sister off somewhere, but he forgot to take his nagging girlfriend with him. Hermione had been understanding when he told her about wanting a change of scenery, but she wanted to know why he choose the States as his new home. She was also disappointed about not knowing about this until the last week when he told Ron and her secretly.
"Mione, I just want to get away from all of this and staying any place close here won't help!" She pressed her lips at his angry tone and he hastily softened it. "I just want to have a normal life now that Voldemort's gone. I want to go and graduate high school! Maybe even go to college." Her glared softened and she sighed.
"I understand, Harry, and I actually approve. However, why didn't you choose somewhere closer to us instead of a town halfway across the world?"
"I couldn't have! Everyone in Europe knows me and the press would just find me. America was the place least affected by Voldy and you know it!" A loud shriek startled the both of them and of course, that set off the horrid painting. Hermione sighed as the house filled with loud shouts. Among the regular shouts of Walburga was Ginny's mad screeching and Harry paled.
"Well, at least it's a Muggle town. Promise me owl? And set up a Floo Network as soon as you can! Oh, don't forget to eat healthy since you're already so skinny. Remember to come to the Burrow for Christmas. Did you pack everything already? Don't forget anything like your und-"
"Hermione! I'm 17 for crying out loud!" Harry blushed as he mentally went over the contents of his tow, bulging suitcases. "I'll definitely come back, okay? And in the meantime, keep safe." He pressed her to his side and wordlessly summoned his cases. "Tell everyone I'm sorry for not telling them." He whistled and a snow white owl, Hedwig II, flew in and perched on his arm. Loud stomping was heard as Ginny broke free of her brother's hold. "Well, bye Mione! Gotta jet!" He quickly focused on his destination and spun on his heel.
He stumbled a little as he landed and a quick look around the neighborhood assured him that no one had heard the loud crack. His arm throbbed suddenly and he rubbed it harshly before summoning his belongings. Behind him he heard a startled gasp and he looked back to see a shock middle aged Muggle staring. He cursed to himself before raising his wand. "Obliviate." Her eyes became glassy and he sighed in relief. "You just went out to get the newspaper. You never saw me."
"I never saw you." She mumbled obediently. He nodded and she began to stumbled back towards her house, bending over to pick up the paper on her way. As the door latched close, he opened his jacket and pulled out a shimmering cloak.
"Hopefully no one will see me." He muttered before draping it over himself. He quickly placed a Disillusionment Charm on his suitcases before dragging himself off in search of his new home, Lupin Cottage.