Chapter 2: A new life

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Harry – young Harry

Harry spent another year at the Dursley's after the 'incident' as he called it, during this time he stocked up on money that he took from the unknowing Dursley's and he allowed his magic to restore itself, as he had found that though this world didn't hold any wizards he still had his magic, he was still a wizard and apparently so was the previous Harry though his magic was far different to Harry's own and would take some work to master it. It took a long time little over a year to even come close to having enough magic that he would be able to leave the Dursley's as his magic spent most of it's time trying to heal Harry from the numerus beatings he received.

As it was it was about a week after his sixth birthday that he made his escape, the 'incident' having accrued four days before his fifth birthday.

Harry was lying on his cot in the cupboard under the stairs straining his ears for any sound of movement from upstairs, it was only after he could hear the sound of three different snores that he sat up and put his hand flat against the cupboard door using his magic to unlock it. Once out of the cupboard he put the money he had collected in his pocket, grabbed a small blanket from a different cupboard and shoved it into a small backpack along with the small amount of clothes he had. He then headed to the kitchen where he quickly removed the non-perishable foods from the pantry where he had stored them and slipped them into his pack and walked quickly and quietly from the room, he then went to the bathroom where he grabbed a couple of bandages and a small hand towel. Leaving the bathroom he made his way to the front door which he quickly and silently opened, once out he made his way towards the centre of town, not allowing himself to breath a breath of relief until he was sure he was safely away. He had planned to be gone on the first bus possible to London hopefully before anyone knew he was missing.

"Kid! Kid this is your stop," Harry was woken by the voice of the bus driver having fallen asleep sometime on rote to London.

"Thank you sir, how much was it?" Harry asked giving the man a shy smile.

"Don't worry kid, I hope your mum gets better soon," The bus driver gave the small boy a warm smile.

"Thank you again, I hope she does too," Harry said to the man as he got of the bus right in front of the hospital in London.

After the bus had left Harry took off, he had to make it as far as possible away form the hospital as that is where the police would start after his 'uncle' reported him missing.

It was about a week after he had left the Dursley's when Harry decided what he was going to do… He was going to go to America! Booking a airplane ticket was easy as he used magic to make his voice older as he booked a ticket for his young 'nephew' who would be travelling alone to America to meet his Dad whom was working over there. The airplane trip also went well with the hostesses fawning over the cute little child whom was travelling all alone, at least there where some bonuses in being a midget. Once in America however things got a little interesting, just where exactly would he go now? What would he do? Well one thing was sure he would never have to go back to the Dursley's as there was no way anyone would connected the small boy in America to a runaway in Britain especially as he could change his accent, a gift he had discovered when staying with a group who came from all around the world. But he would need a new name and a cover story:

Shay Black, travelled with parents all around the world until they where killed when he was four, then he lived with his Aunt, Uncle and cousin, whom where abusive so he ran away at age six. His accent would be a mix of the languages he could speak, which included: Egyptian (present and Ancient, thanks to Bill), French, Italian and Greek. His mother was an archaeologist who loved Ancient Egyptian culture, which he knew quite a bit about, again thanks to Bill, and his father had been in the military but retired before Shay was born, with this cover Shay could explain away how he knew unarmed combat as well as military strategies. He was a bright child with an excellent memory, which was true, and obviously extremely mature for his age.

With his cover story in place Shay set off to start a new life for himself.

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And they all lived happily ever after! Well what did you think? What do you mean it's not over?!!! You want to know what happens next? Well I suppose I could continue, BUT only if you ask nicely…

A/N: Short yes but don't worry there is more to come… but only if you ask nicely.