Sorry for the shortness of this chapter I'm trying to update at least once a day so each chapter will vary in length depending on how long I get the computer before I'm kicked off Well I hope you enjoy this Chapter and please review constructive criticism is welcome

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Chapter 2

When the light from the vortex finally stopped turning endlessly around Harry's body, he open his eyes, he was laying on the cold hard ground that was defiantly not the same as the one in he was on before when he was in the attic. Harry didn't know where he was now and he was in shocked that he was outside in a district he couldn't recognize. It was defiantly not Privet Drive, he was sure of that. Since if it was all the neat white houses had been replaced by red brick buildings and the pavement of the driveways were rocky and not the smooth asphalt that he was accustom to on Privet Drive and the cars seemed different, older, like one of the photos that his teacher had showed the class last year during history.

After looking around for a bit Harry got up, grimacing in pain from beating he received from his uncle. He walked a little in the hope of recognizing a familiar place that could guide him back home, but After a good 15 minutes of wandering, Harry felt alone and a little afraid of the looks intrigued looks the people were throwing him as he passed by they didn't help to comfort him at all , harry stood out he knew he did he was wearing odd clothes, that seemed to stick out from what everyone else was wearing. He was suddenly stopped by a hand that fell on his shoulder, Harry cried out in terror and began to struggle, but his attacker didn't seem to aggressive so he turned to him and let out a soft sigh it was a policeman with a face that looked chubby and sympathetic.

"Ah Child, what are you doing out here alone have you lost your mother?"

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"Oh you're covered in bruises! How did you get those? did you get in a fight?"

"N ... no, Mr. M "

"And you're freezing! Don't you have a coat? It is better that you go home you know, I'll even take you home if you don't want to walk."

"No! Please! I don't want to go home!"

Surprised the man looked into the terrified eyes of the child whose eyes began to moisten with tears.

"But why? If you stay out here you'll catch cold."

"Please, "begged the child, "I do not want to go back to my uncle!"

The policeman took pity on harry and began to ask questions, particularly because of its terrified look on the boy's face. It looked like the child might be mistreated at home? It was not uncommon at this time. Realizing that he could not gain anything by staying here with the boy, he asked if he would follow him to the police station in order to feed him and give him warm clothes. Harry hesitated, he was afraid that the police would bring him back to the Dursley's, but he also felt so lost here ... maybe he would succeed in convincing the man to take him elsewhere. Harry finally agreed, somewhat against his better judgement.