Disclaimer: …..just read the first one, no one reads these do they? Well just to make it clearer, I own nothing more than stuff that everyone has, ok maybe not everyone has manga, but they should!

A/N: Ok so I lied, I didn't finish the fourth chapter (almost though) and here's the third already…

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cherryblossomchick12: Well this is the answer to what happened I guess I had a thought about having Harry live with them but then a lot of questions popped up, mainly ones like "Harry can't just all of a sudden live there, right? The Dursley home has that silly magical protection thingy" Anyways X3 Here's the new installment

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"Sorry, Miss, no change without purchase," the shop clerk said. Sakura sighed deeply. She regretted the decision to stay at the manor when Tomoyo suggested going to the bank and exchanging their yen for pounds. She didn't have much with her (just a 5 pound note) and this was the only store on the block, everything was well over the amount that she had.

'What a time to have the batteries on my cell phone to die' Sakura thought, as she held Harry's hand tightly while they exited the shop. The door closed with a small ding sound as it hit the bell hung at the door frame. She forgot to recharge her phone last night.

At first, she was going to use the payphone booth but realized that she had no coins with her. I was getting close to noon too, for the sun was rising high and her digital watch flashed 11:25. They had been wandering for three hours or so and things weren't looking good. Firstly, she had no idea where she was, and secondly, she was afraid to ask the people for directions; the people in this district were quiet and cold, shuffling pass each other without a peep.

It was at 11:30 when things got rough. Almost all at once, the quiet streets were bombarded by people pouring out from buildings and elsewhere, seeking a place to eat.

"Ow! Excuse me, please, Harry, hold on, don't let go of my hand until we get out of the crowd, ok?" Sakura yelled through the murmurs of people. She tried to squeeze through the oncoming people, others bumping carelessly against her. Harry stood nervously behind her as the tall shadows of the adults flowed around him, forcing him into a smaller space.

"Excuse me, please!"

Harry watched as a stranger wearing a black cap, rough knock into Sakura then leave without a word. A glint of light brought his attention to the two bells hanging out of Sakura's pocket. One was light pink and the other one a soft green, both attached to white strap. They clinked against each other from the movement. Harry briefly remembered that it was the bell strap on Sakura's cell phone.

FLASHBACKNESSSS

"That strap is going to fall off," he commented. Sakura looked at him, strangely before following his pointing finger to the bell strap hanging from her phone. The string where it was looped had been rubbed a lot, making the string easy to snap if pulled on too hard.

Sakura smiled and bent down towards him. She held the phone out.

"This bell strap is from someone very important to me, I know the string will break soon, but when it does, I can always tie a knot, and I can keep it with me anyways. It's the only thing I have to remind me of him. Well, it's one of the things, but this is very special to me, I promised to keep it with me wherever I go."

FLASHBACKNESSSS ENDS

Another person, this time it was a lady wearing an apron that had a shop's name printed over it, she was carrying a brown box in her arms, bumped into Sakura. The bell, strap and all, dropped from her pocket and rolled down the tiles a bit. Harry tried to reach the broken white string, the bells moved ever slightly as the people around them were still moving at an alarming rate. He could hear the lady in the apron apologize quickly before joining the flow of the crowd again.

…from someone very important to me……

Harry reached out again, but was held back by Sakura's hold. The bells flew a little further as someone kicked it with their foot as they walked by.

…very special to me………promised………keep it with me……wherever I go……

Harry looked back at Sakura, who was not having any luck at breaching the crowd. He turned his head towards the bell. If someone kicked it again, he might not be able to get it back; it was just a few feet away.

…very special…important…keep it with me………only thing I have……

Harry let his hand loosen, and tugged it from her grasp. He wiggled into the crowd towards the bell strap, almost getting knocked off his feet. Carefully, he bent over, reached out and swiped the bells from the ground. Quickly he pocketed it and turned back, only to be knocked off his feet. He got back to the spot he was before, it was easy to find it, they were on the steps of nailed up building. But Sakura wasn't there anymore.

I panicked the moment I lost contact with Harry. With a greater strength then my own, I plunged into the crowd, searching frantically.

"Harry? Harry! Where are you, Harry?" but the sound of my voice was drained out by the sound of traffic and the noise of the afternoon rush hour. Before I knew it, I was already down the street from the relentless shoving and pushing.

"HARRY?" I called out. People that passed me talked in hush murmurs.

"…..a teenage mother perhaps?"

"…..maybe just a sibling……"

I guess that some of the people around here were pretty gossipy. But I shouldn't think of that now. Finding Harry is my first priority.

I must have searched for hours, but my watch held truth; it had only been a matter of twenty minutes. A low grumble came from my stomach.

'Just great, I'm hungry, hopelessly lost, hold no British currency, and lost Harry, just great.'

The crowd in the streets subsided by now so I could walk around more easily. Harry was still nowhere in sight. I went back to the shut down building. Harry wasn't there either. Then a thought struck me. Harry should be hungry by now too, maybe he wandered to a café or a food court. And so my search continued, strangely, a nagging feeling that something else was missing as well. I shrugged it off and started down the street; it can wait for later.

Harry clutched the bell strap in his pocket. He couldn't recognize the surroundings at all. Leaning against the shady tree, he looked at the tall building; the many rectangle windows reflected the bright sunshine dully. He heard the sound of the sliding and watched curiously as the two large glass doors slid open automatically. A lady dressed in beige suit walked out with a pocketbook, glancing absently at the silver watch on her thin wrist. The lady walked into the parking lot and disappeared from view as she later slipped into her car and drove off. Harry turned back to look up towards the tree leaves.

Just then he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. A looming shadow stood over him, another one joined it shortly. Harry cowered slightly, pressing his back firmly to the tree, staring wide eyed upwards at the undistinguishable face from the shadows and bright light in the background.

"What are you doing here, child?"

Jim stood patiently in the slowly descending elevator. He removed his jacket which was suffocating from the summer heat. The elevator made a dull ding sound as it reached the bottom floor. Fixing his dress shirt, he strode down the marble hallway. The lady sitting at the desk near the entrance turned at the sound of his footsteps and gave him a smile.

"See you after the lunch break, Mr. McGuffin."

"Yes, see you then."

It was practically a ritual by now. The receptionist would say that to all the employees that left the building for lunch break. Most never even notice her. Others merely nodded to show their politeness. Jim found himself replying every time she said that, almost unconsciously now. A voice came from behind him.

"Jim!"

Jim stopped before exiting the building, as the other man walked up next to him, nodding politely to the receptionist.

"Hello, Ted."

Ted was my co-worker here, he was a funny person and very friendly. We often went out for lunch together; this was just one of those days.

Jim smiled as Ted started talking about work.

"…I think they want to overwork me, almost everyone tried to get some days off when I said that I was willing to take some extra shifts…."

Usually, Jim didn't hear much of what he said, but Jim listened sometimes, it would be extremely rude not to anyways.

"….hey who's that?"

Jim blinked at the small figure that Ted was pointing at. It was leaning against one of the trees that were planted around the facility. Anyone that didn't work there shouldn't be on the campus unless they were a guest. Jim shrugged and decided to check out who it was.

When they got closer, Jim could see that it was a young bespectacled boy. The child looked oddly familiar as if he had seen him somewhere before. Jim always had a fairly good memory, which was failing him right now. Ted tapped his shoulder.

"What?"

Ted jabbed his finger over to the kid again. The boy was looking up at the leaves, looking a little lost.

"He looks lost, should we help?"

Jim shrugged, it was not his problem, and he didn't even know him. Ted pushed him forward and they made it over to the tree. Jim peered around the tree; the child took notice of him and cowered away. Eyes were wide and green.

"What are you doing here, child?"

The boy glanced around nervously as if his answer was somewhere in the nearby area. Ted crouched on the other side of him, speaking in a gentle and friendly voice.

"Are you lost? Do you need help?"

The boy stayed silent.

"You're not supposed to be here, kid," Jim said after a long pause. The boy didn't say anything but instead, turned his head away.

"Look at people when they are talking to you, kid." The boy turned to look at him.

"I…I'm sorry."

Just then, Jim remembered who this kid was.

"Aren't you that kid who bumped into me on the bus?"

The black haired boy blinked and seemed to remember as well. He nodded.

"Weren't you with that foreign girl?"

"I…I got lost, when the people came into the streets, I don't know where she is now." The answer was hesitant and quiet. Ted grinned.

"How about, we help you?" Jim and Harry looked at Ted in shock.

"What about lunch?" Jim asked, his tummy made a low grumbling sound.

"We can have lunch and help him at the same time, Jim. What's your name, kid?"

"H-harry, sir" Ted grabbed Harry's hands and lifted him to stand.

"Let's go get some food and start searching." Jim sighed but Ted, still smiling brightly, leaded the way to a nearby café.

'This must be the worst day of my life, yet.'

Sakura had search about 6 blocks worth of cafés and still could not find Harry. Perhaps the boy did not go to one.

"….that café's the best ever! The coffee is delicious, but the donuts, mmmmm, makes me hungry just thinking about it."

A blonde haired man was conversing loudly to a dark haired lady just down the street.

"Ha ha, you just had a bag of glazed donuts, and you're hungry again? You're turning into a glutton!"

"It's really nice that they opened a café down at Marine Drive though."

Marine Drive….Sakura didn't check that street yet, she passed it earlier though but hadn't caught sight of a café on that street. Maybe, just maybe, Harry could be there. Without a moment of hesitation, she jogged down the street.

"Ah, young people, always hurrying hurrying hurrying! They've got the rest of their lives and all they do is hurry and complain these days," she heard an old man waiting in line at the phone booth say as she passed.

She ran for another two blocks until she caught sight of the metal sign on the post at the corner of the street that bared the words in black. MARINE DR.

She took a sharp turn, startling a couple of teenage girls. Yelling an apology, she jogged down the street till she reached the corner, slowing gradually as she saw the patio littered with tables topped with an umbrella. Almost every table was occupied by hungry costumers. The occasional café employee came out to bring a cup of coffee or a plate of donuts and whatever else they served.

Sakura manoeuvred around the tables and chairs until she reached the door of the establishment. It was a made of stone walls with wood lining. A glossy wooden sign showed the name of the café. She pushed open the wooden framed glass door, the open sign swinging slightly. Inside was bustling, loudly and merrily just like it was outside. Every table appeared to be occupied and the staff were extremely busy yelling orders here and there. Before she could look around more clearly, a young man appeared in front of her suddenly, carrying a tray of cups, a pot of tea and another of coffee, some packets of sugar and cream. The spoons clinked as they spun slightly when another man brushed passed the waiter.

"Sorry, Miss, all the tables are occupied currently, lunch is our most busiest of times, you can go to the counter and order take-out or if you want you can wait for a seat, excuse me, please, yes yes I'll be there, go to the counter for help, I have to go now," the waiter hastily said, he slipped out the door proceeding to one of the tables, and began to pour coffee and tea into the cups.

Sakura made her way to the counter to get out of the pathway to the door. She looked around, when someone yelled at her.

"Do you need help?" a young girl yelled, as she popped up from behind the counter, quickly reading the many yellow notes of order forms. She turned around to grab two plates and set them on the table, banging on the bell on the table.

"Order Up! Two plates of glazed and sprinkled donuts!" she yelled. Wiping her forehead with the back of her hand, she turned back to Sakura.

"What do you need?"

"Actually I'm just looking for someone." The girl shrugged and left her to stick her head into the small kitchen window.

Sakura swept the area and it landed on a table in the corner which was hidden earlier by the plants and divider. A little black haired boy sat nibbling on a sandwich. Two men dressed in suits were with him, one sipping from a cup and reading the paper. The other appeared to be conversing with the kid. It was most definitely Harry. Sakura made her way over.

"Harry!" The boy turned his head. Dropping the sandwich, he ran over and hugged her around the legs.

"…Sakura…" he mumbled.

"Where did you go? I was so worried! I even ran down the streets to look for you!" Harry tugged her hand towards the table where one of the men had pulled out another chair.

"So you are the young lady that this boy belongs to?"

"Thank you for finding him," she said quickly. Harry sat back on his seat, picking up the partially eaten sandwich and started nibbling on it again.

"I'm so sorry, I don't have any money to pay you for the food-"

"Sit down, there's no need to pay, we have the money."

"I see, so you didn't get off on the right stop and got lost," Ted concluded. Jim had finished his coffee was starting to chew on a bagel while scribbling in the papers with a fancy ballpoint pen. Harry stared at the crossword puzzle that Jim was filling out. His sandwich was almost devoured.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure where that is though, Jim might know, do you know Jim?" Ted asked Jim, who eyed him strangely then got back to filling out the leftover squares. After he was finished though, he reached into his briefcase and pulled out a notepad and began to scribble again.

"Ah, just ignore Jim, he's not that good with strangers but with kids? That's another case."

Jim 'hmmph'ed and thrusted out his hand holding a page from the notebook. Sakura took it from him and read it over. It was the instructions to get to the police station.

"Thank you, Mr. McGuffin." Ted smiled and clapped Jim on the back.

"Jim's actually really nice after you get to know him," he said, glancing over the directions as well.

"Do you want a drive to the police station? You don't have any money to ride the bus again, I can call for someone to take my shift."

"Oh no, I can't have you do that, you've already done so much, you found Harry, and treated us to a lunch," Sakura answered promptly. Jim glanced at his watch.

"We should get back now."

Ted paid the waitress and they left the building. The people have mostly cleared out now, all returning to work and else where.

"Thank you again," Sakura said at the corner of the street. Ted and Jim waved goodbye and walked in the opposite direction. Sakura grabbed hold of Harry's hand and lead them in the other direction.

"Now let's see," Sakura reached into her pocket and pulled out the directions. Harry tugged on her skirt.

"What is it, Harry?" Harry pulled out the bell strap from his pocket and held it out for Sakura to take. When he dropped it in her hand, she seemed puzzled but smiled all the same and fixed the bell strap back onto her phone.

"I…I left the steps because the bell strap fell out of your pocket….." Harry mumbled. Sakura reached down and hugged him.

"Thank you." Harry blushed; no one ever thanked him before. Sakura stood straight again, smoothing out her clothes and glanced over the sheet again.

"Let see, we should be going this way…." Sakura murmured. They walked away, hands held tightly and a smile on their faces.

To Be Continued…

A/N: JIM MCGIFFIN AND TED ARE NOT OCs! (original characters) THEY ARE ACTUALLY IN THE BOOK (strangely enough and why am I typing in caps?) If you know who they are, you are either very good at remembering every single text you read, or you're so Harry Potter crazy you've memorized the back page by page, or something else… does anyone know who they are?

Everyone knows what I'm implying with the bell strap right? Right? Well unless you are one of my school friends and has never watched nor read Card Captor Sakura (Card Captors cut out all those parts why? And censoring nosebleeds on a 13+ cartoon? I'm talking about Naruto if you don't understand, silly dubbers…)

Hopefully the new chapter will be here soon, school is starting again, sadly, so the updates will be less frequent. Ta, People, and if you could be so kind, review? Thanks.