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Chapter thirteen: Runaway

Harry had been trying to wake Tom up for the better part of the morning. Severus had really fixed Tom up and he looked different. Tom now sported dark brown hair and Harry just knew that those red eyes was gone.

"Leave him be Harry." Hermione said from the door.

Harry turned to her. "Well" Did you you kiss him yet?"

"Harry." She whispered feeling her face blush red.

"You did then?" Harry guessed with a grin.

"Thats personal." She said coming into the room. "Now, why are you trying to wake him up?"

Harry looked back at Tom. "Cause, Severus done come and messed him all up."

"He didn't mess him up Harry." Hermione said looking down at the boy herself.

"He did too." Harry nodded.

"Did he cut them off Harry?" Tom croaked out.

Harry pounced on the bed. "Stick your hands up and lets look."

Tom put both hands in view. "I have them all."

"Toes?" Harry called pulling off the blanket.

"I have them too." Tom said wiggling them.

"I'll go tell them he is up." Hermione called walking out.

"I think that one is a tattle tail." Tom whispered.

Harry nodded his agreement to that. Hermione had turned into one. That was for sure.

"Your eyes!" Harry said remembering them.

"Whats wrong with them?" Tom asked.

Harry looked into a set of eyes that looked green to him. "Nothing." He answered sadly. Severus had really messed him up.

"Do you want to play cards?" Tom asked.

"No." Harry said hearing footsteps.

"Did he stick you to chair?" Tom asked.

"Twice." Harry admitted. Once was yesterday for telling him Severus was going to cut of his fingers. The second time had been before breakfast when Harry told Lucius that he looked like the old squid.

"I brought you something to eat." Narcissa said carrying in a tray.

"Will I be able to get up today?" Tom asked.

"How are you feeling?" She asked.

"He feels fine." Harry answered.

Tom nodded getting up. He couldn't even remember the last time he had to stay in the bed that long. Sick or not.

"Do you remember where we are?" Narcissa asked.

"America." Tom answered looking over the tray she had put on the table.

"Good." Narcissa said with a smile.

"Are you really a witch?" Tom asked.

Harry glared at him. He hadn't supposed to had said anything about magic to Tom.

"Well." Narcissa said turning toward Harry.

"I didn't call you a witch." Harry whispered.

"I mean I know I'm a wizard." Tom said brightly. "So I just guessed that you are a witch."

"How do you know you are a wizard?" Narcissa asked.

Tom finished the tray. "I just do is all."

Harry thought the best thing he could do was cry. Only he couldn't. He couldn't even go running to Draco because he was gone studying potions with Severus. Draco was going to start doing that every week-end.

"Harry, could you give us a few minutes please?" Narcissa asked.

"Yes." Harry answered deciding the best thing he could do was go to this room. Unless they planned on giving that to Tom. The boy was already wearing some of his clothes. Not many because they was to short on him.

Harry went to the window that looked out over the back yard. Like the sides it also lead off into the woods. He couldn't help but wonder if that was what they was doing. He'd had that on his mind sense Edward had left. Why had they brought Tom here? Then there was the thing with the wind.

Draco had told him the feeling in the was a warning. He was starting to think Tom could be that warning. They could be planning on trading. It was possible. If they did trade. Where would he go? "Wherever Tom was." Harry answered himself.

"Where was he?" Harry asked deciding it would be best to find that out

Harry found himself perched on his bed. Why wouldn't they trade? Tom was smarter, had better manners. Severus didn't call him an imp. They all tried to be very quiet around Tom. They really didn't want Harry around him to much. 'It was always 'don't bother Tom.'

Harry crossed his arms. He'd leave all on his own if they tried that.

"Harry!" Tom called out walking in.

Harry smiled at him before looking up at Narcissa.

"She said I was better." He said happily.

"That is really good." Harry said politely.

"This is your room?" Tom asked looking around.

"Yes." Harry answered. For now it was anyway.

"What does this do?" Tom asked picking up a toy snitch.

"It flies and you try to catch it." Harry answered. "It doesn't go high, so you don't need a broom to catch it."

"A broom?" Tom asked.

"He stills have a lot to learn." Narcissa said gently.

"Is he going back?" Harry asked, "I mean sense he is all better."

"She said it burned down." Tom answered.

"Where was it?" Harry asked.

"It wasn't a good place." Tom answered. "I'm glad I don't have to go back."

Harry felt better knowing that it had burned down. If he couldn't go back, that meant he could go didn't it?

"I'm going to leave you two." Narcissa said stepping out.

Harry walked over and closed his door. Turning back around he felt that feeling wash over him.

"No." He whispered closing his eyes.

Harry landed with a thump. He landed on something hard and solid. Peeking out he found he was right in the middle of the Cullens house.

"Hello!" Harry shouted out.

Not hearing an answer he got up. The smartest thing to do was to stay put. Then again he wasn't known for doing the smartest thing either.

He let himself out of the house and headed for the woods. That time he hadn't even been scared. He had been worried.

Harry ran deeper into the woods.

"What are you doing out here?"

Harry squealed seeing someone come out behind the bushes. "Seth, you are trying to turn me into a ghost!"

"You're lost, aren't you?" He asked.

"Maybe." Harry admitted.

"Runaway from home?" Seth asked leaning against the tree.

"Maybe." Harry repeated thinking that could be what happened. He sure wasn't scared enough or worried enough to up and disappear.

"I bet they are looking for you." Seth said.

Harry bet they wasn't either, "It don't matter, I don't know how to get back." Besides that if they wanted him, they would have to come find him.

"I can get you back." Seth said with a smile.

"I'm not going." Harry said feeling that wind pick up.

"No?" Seth asked.

"No." Harry answered knowing this time, Seth felt it too.

"We need to move from this area." Seth whispered.

Nodding Harry agreed with him. Taking Seth's hand he saw a wolf over by a tree. Taking a closer look, the wolf seemed to be grinning at him, or it wanted to eat him one.

"He is okay." Seth said glancing over at it. "There is another one close by as well, so if you see it, don't worry about it."

Harry nodded.

"Think of them as your guardians." He smiled. "They will protect you."

"From what is in the air?" Harry finally asked.

"You feel it?" Seth asked surprised.

Harry saw the wolf even looked back at him. How strange. That made him think of Remus. He remembered him. Bits and pieces. He remembered he was a werewolf. These people wasn't werewolves. At least he didn't think so.

It wasn't long until Harry spotted other wolves as well. They was trying to hide, but they had circled them.

Harry smiled. He needed to runaway more often. Even if it was by accident.

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Journee