Hello, Goodbye
CHAPTER2
Harry looked around the city, his city, smiling ever so slightly. He looked into the window of a shop and gazed at his reflection. Green eyes, black hair. He smiled to himself once more before continuing on.
He was on his way past an orphanage when he heard it.
"Freak! Demon, get away!" One of the children yelled at another, the other was crying and sniffling eve so slightly.
"Hey stop that!" Harry yelled at the children who just looked at him in shock. The crying boy looked up at him. The other children ran away, at seeing Harry's glare. Harry looked at the boy who was crying, he looked around 5 years old.
"Hey its okay," Harry said, handing the boy a handkerchief. The little boy looked up at him and smiled. "My name is Harry Kirkland, what's yours?"
"Tom Riddle…"
4 years later
Harry Potter-Kirkland looked around the yard. After his father, Arthur Kirkland, rescued him from the street, he told Harry of what he was, and who he was. He told him that he was the reincarnation of the city of London and that he loved him so much. So his dad was not his biological father, but he was in the sense of the soul. They were father and son in a different sense. He was a city and his dad was his country.
Harry looked around once more, then spotting what he was looking for, a bird with a broken wing. One of the fairies had come to him this morning telling him about the poor bird. He gazed at it said, picking it up and holding it close to his chest.
He brought it into his house, and set the wing, hoping it would heal. Harry gave a sigh, before getting up and carefully putting the bird in a shoe box with blackest and some water and food.
Harry was eleven years old now. He looked to the window. His fathe had said every wizard got an invitation to a magic school when they were eleven. Harry hoped he was a wizard like his father. There, in the distance Harry could see an owl.
He cheered.
Harry Potter-Kirkland looked around the café he was in. He was waiting for his friends and... (he blushed a little) boyfriend. Yes, he was only eleven but he was mature.
"'Arry!" A voice called out and Harry looked up from his tea to find his boyfriend, Felix Antoine Bonnefoy aka the city of Paris, smiling at him. His face was close to Harry. Felix like his father was blonde but he had chocolate brown eyes and unlike his father was very shy and was not a pervert. "'Arry. I missed 'ou!"
"Ah, Feli, I missed you too…" Harry blushed. Felix smiled at him gently.
"Everyone eez 'ere to see 'ou off. 'Ou go to Hoggy-warts tomorrow, oui?"
"Y-yes, that is correctly…" Harry smiled. The French capital gave a smirk and kissed him gentley.
"I am so sorry I can not go to Hoggy-warts. I am stuck at Beauxbatons… but we will get to see each other on 'oliday's, at least…" Harry nodded.
"Solntse and Xiyuè are going to Durmstrang, right?"
"Oui…"
"And Damien is going to Salem. Where all going to be apart… I am sad…" Harry sighed. Felix gazed at him sadly and just sighed, cupping his cheek and kissing Harry slowly.
"Eet will be alright, 'Arry, mon amour… 'Eet will…"
"Remember to write!"
"I will Father, I will!"
"And remember to be nice to the fairies and unicorns!"
"Of course Father!"
"Have fun!"
"I will!"
And Harry was off to Hogwarts, at last.
Late chapter is late? I moved, and lost my internet for a bit and I finished this chapter. Its short too. I will try to make it longer in the next chapter. After next chapter is a time ship again.
Next chapter: Hogwarts express and then the sorting!
Solntse Braginski (means sun in Russian)- The capital Moscow
Xiyuè Wang – The Capital Beijing
Felix Antoine Bonnefoy- The Capital Paris
Damien Christian Washington Jone-The capital Washington DC
^^ Harry's main group.