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Chapter 2

Who The Hell Are You?

"Harry are you ok?" asked Dumbledore as he ran up to him "We'll be taking you to 12 Grimauld place for the rest of the summer, it's not safe here now that that vampire knows were you live".

"Yeah I'm ok" said Harry "But what did Archer mean about the oath? It's not true is it Professor, tell me it isn't true!"

"I'm sorry to tell you this Harry, but yes it is true"

"How could my parents do this to me" sobbed Harry.

"It wasn't their fault Harry, they made an oath before thinking it through properly" said Dumbledore "now let's get you home hmm?"

"Ok" Harry sighed and touched the portkey Dumbledore had in his hand.

Within seconds he felt the pull behind his navel, and he closed his eyes as the color's swirled around him.

That night Harry lay on his bed, he had finally been given his own room in 12 Grimauld place, and he couldn't sleep without the loud snores of Ron buzzing in his ear.

It was quiet, much too quiet and Harry didn't like it at all, there was no noise at all, even the usual night noise weren't there.

Harry sighed and rolled over to face the wall, he closed his eyes, but he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep.

He turned back over to look at his clock, and saw a face leaning over him.

He tried to scream but the stranger put his hand over his mouth and stopped him from fighting by leaning his full weight over the top of him.

The man, (and Harry could tell it was a man now) weighed a lot and Harry had trouble breathing.

The man, seeing that Harry was turning blue leaned some of his weight off of him and said, in a voice that had a strong Scottish accent "I'll let you go if you promise not to scream, Ok?"

Harry just nodded his head, and breathed a sigh of relief when the man got off of him and stood up.

Though he did still have a firm grip on him, just in case he decided that screaming was a better option.

The man had shaggy blond hair that went to his shoulders, a rugged looking face and haunting amber eyes with a ring of ice blue around the outside.

He had broad shoulders and looked as though he could pick Harry up as though he was nothing more than a small backpack. All in all he looked slightly scary.

Harry sat up, and said the first thing that popped into mind, "Who the Hell are you?"

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