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Chapter 2: London Awakens Part 2
Harry had been having a rubbish summer as usual. Dudley was on his new diet which all the family had to participate in. Aunt Petunia had cut up a grapefruit into quarters and gave the slightly larger bit to Dudley while Harry got the smallest piece. Harry wasn't actually bothered since he had some birthday cake from his friends still stashed under the floorboards in his room.
His friends hadn't been saying much lately. The letters he got were pretty vague and very short. He had tried to get them to say what they had been doing but they just replied that they were together. It was frustrating how they wouldn't even say where they were.
It was around lunchtime that Harry had been shoved out of the house in attempt to 'keep away the freakishness from their perfectly normal home'. Harry was all too happy to follow orders as both Vernon and Dudley had been beating him because they could no longer have a full English breakfast.
When Harry had first started cooking, he had taken to it like a fish to water. Cooking and other housework chores like cleaning the room or washing the windows had been like second nature. He could clean a room so thoroughly that not even a speck of dust remained something that not even aunt Petunia could do without hours of getting on hands and knees.
Another thing Harry exceled at was gardening. The back garden for now was a proper English garden but if he wanted he could make it into a small paradise. The only thing that was stopping him was the Dursley's who would think that the freak was trying to take over their home. It was a shame but at least he had a small rose bush in the corner which where his favourites.
Harry was glad to get out the house. He wasn't like a normal boy his age. At his age he should be with his parents and be going on holidays together. He should have friends that he would go hang out with during the long hours of the day. But instead he didn't have any parents, as they had died when he was a baby. He grew up with an abusive family that hated him for what he was. He had no friends outside school as Dudley chased them all away. The neighbours didn't want anything to do with the boy who was supposedly gong to a school for criminal boys.
Harry often wondered what his life would be like if his parents hadn't died and if Voldemort had never attacked. He might have been a normal boy with friends who were with him for who he was not what he was. He could have grown up in a loving home with people like him.
But if that happened, someone else would be the victim of the prophesy. It would most likely be Neville, who also filled the requirements. He didn't want this fate to befall another who didn't deserve it. He at least had a grandmother who looked after Neville in her own caring way.
Harry had now reached the local park. It wasn't the best, with graffiti sprayed onto most of the equipment and cigarette butts were lying everywhere. The smell of smoke was heavy in the area and not many children came to play here. It was perfect for one to collect their thoughts with the peace and quiet.
As he made his way over to the swings, Harry looked into the sky with a sombre expression. He often wondered if he would ever see the sights of the world. He wanted to see the great sights of London, breath in the air of the city, feel the unlimited possibilities of the place.
The sky was getting darker and a chill was in the air. Harry could see his cousin and his gang in the distance. Harry prayed that they wouldn't be seen by them. He didn't want to be beaten by the gang who terrorised the town. They had come into hearing distance now.
"Did you see him run? That was hilarious." Said one of Dudley's friends. They all burst out laughing like it was a good joke.
"Terrorise another 8 year old again? What did he do this time?" Harry shouted out and the gang turned round to face him. The sneers where clearly shown on their faces as they stalked towards him. Harry didn't let the fear show as they came to a stop in front of him.
"You see this one deserved it, Potter. He talked badly of me." Dudley stated as he stood in front of his face. Dudley had been pigging out at the chip shop again with his pocket money.
"If he called you a whale then it wasn't a lie Dudley, it's the truth." Dudley's face was priceless. It was one of those moments you wish you could take a picture of. Hilarious.
Suddenly he lashed out with his fists and told the others of my nightmares. They were laughing and suddenly I was in front of Dudley, my wand pointed at his neck. The others were jeering and laughing at the action but Dudley knew the action. He was sweating bullets and trying to get the other to leave. The air got colder and rain suddenly started pouring from the heavens. Everyone started running and the two groups split. Harry and Dudley ran for the tunnel as they were hit by the rain.
They reached the tunnel and collapsed inside. The relief was short lived though as two Dementors came and glided towards them. Dudley was running towards them without knowing and slipped in a puddle, skidding along the ground till he fell in front of one of them. Harry yelled at Dudley to run but he had paralyzed in fear.
The other Dementor made its way over to Harry who was trying to create a patronus without success. It grabbed Harry by the throat and lifted him up against the wall of the tunnel.
Harry saw his life flash before his eyes. He could see Rom and Hermione who were in many of his first happy memories. Next there was Mr and Mrs Weasley who treated him like part of the family. After that was when he found out Sirius never betrayed his parents and that he was Harry's godfather. But the flashbacks were also filled with bad memories. Things like when Ron left him during the Tri-Wizard Tournament, when Sirius had his soul taken from his body and he nearly died, when he was burning in the Fires of London.
Wait, what? He wasn't alive when that happened.
But he was and the memories were flooding back. All of his memories that had been locked away were now at the forefront of his mind. Using the good memories that he had recently unlocked, Harry now London, created a patronus. The stag had now reverted back to a lion now that London had regained his memories. The lion had a mane that flickered like fire. The patronus chased the Dementors away with an almighty roar.
London went over to Dudley as Mrs Figg came towards the pair. London quickly went to put away his wand but was stopped by Mrs Figg's scolding and being told to keep alert in case the Dementors came back. She walked with London and the lump of tar that was Dudley.
While they went to the Dursley's, well more like Mrs Figg led London who was carrying whale boy, London thought over the reason why he had no memory of himself being the personification of London. Back then he had been going to see Dumbledore about the situation with Voldemort…
'Dumbledore did that to me!' London realized. He never did like the old man when they had first met. He seemed the manipulative type which was never good. They were going to meet because the old man had found a way to defeat the Dark Lord but needed his help to ensure it would work. There had been another dozen attacks and London wanted it all to stop soon. But when London had arrived at the meeting place (a dark alley way behind a great little shop that sold Cadbury's Double Choc Chip Cookies at only 75p!) he had been attacked by the manipulative old bastard with an Obliviate.
They had arrived at the house now and Mrs Figg had disappeared into the gloomy dark when London had tried to ask her what to do next. He gave a sigh and dragged Dudley inside. After a large screaming match and a few owls, London retired to the room he was currently staying in.
He would try to get to his real dad, England's house tomorrow through some 'convincing'. After that he would do whatever comes next. So as London lay down, he dreamt of the happy times that he had with his dad.
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