Disclaimer: I do not, never have and never will own Harry Potter or his friends (sniff).
RUNAWAY
Chapter four
James awoke from a uncomfortable sleep. He had been on the run about for three weeks now, and was surviving okay. He had been clever enough to pack muggle money instead of wizard galleons, and therefore had money for food on the streets of muggle London. James, however, had no contact with the Wizarding World, thus had no idea how his parents were taking this, whether Rita Skeeter had written a cock-a-bull story or not, how worried his parents were (if they were worried). Then, today, he got his answer.
"Oi! You!" a voice called. James (an several other people) were shocked this outburst, but James pretended not to notice. Unfortunately, this mystery person wouldn't give up, "James Potter, stop ignorin' me!" James gathered this person was a girl, and had a cockney accent. "James, ifs you don't turn 'round this instant, I is goin' to force ya!" Now James was scared. The tone of anger in her voice would make the great Godric Gryffindor run for cover. Therefore, he obliged. A girl of around seventeen to eighteen stood not far away. Her dark brown hair was placed in two messy pigtails either side of her head. It also looked over-grown, as if it had not been cut for some time, her fringe nearly covering deep blue eyes. She was also wearing a worn, brown, long-sleeved t-shirt and torn jeans and trainers with holes in. A large grey rucksack was slung over An annoyed look filled her face. "'Bout time, James!" That voice, that face, no, it couldn't be:
"Maddy?"
"The one an' only ." Maddy Shunpike was the Gryffindor one year above him, and the cousin of Stan Shunpike. She disappeared in his fifth year, she was presumed dead!"How-wha-when…" James, spluttered."Save it, pretty boy," Maddy said, holding up her hand, "I heard you's on the run." She moved towards him. "Thought you m'ght needs some 'elp, considering what tha' Rita Skeeter written 'bout ya."
"What she been-"
"Take a look," Maddy produced a copy of the Daily Prophet from her rucksack, and handed it to James. The headline made him want to throw up.
James Sirius Still Missing.
Foul play suspected
By Rita Skeeter
The son of the famous boy who lived is still missing after three weeks. Normally, he Auror department are skilled enough to deal with this and children are usually found within a week. However, like some cases (Such as Madeline A. Shunpike) children are not found and are presumed dead after an over-exceeded time limit. However, during that time, investigations are held to find out why the child ran away. The majority of the evidence found at the Potter residence suggests that foul play may be involved-
James couldn't take anymore, he threw the paper on the floor, charged to the nearest wall and leaned upon it, placing his head in his hands. They think I'm dead already, the thought, they think my family killed me. He took a deep breath. Maybe I should go back, just to prove no-one killed me. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry James," Maddy comforted, "they basically did the same ting for me. Claimed me mum wanted me out the way 'cause I caused too much trouble," she flashed a grin. James replied by giving a weak smile. "Real reason: Too much shoutin'. Mum an' Dad were going threw a rough patch. Stopped not long after I ran away." She smiled sadly. "But I liked the road too much to turn back."
After a few seconds of silence, Maddy brightened up again, "well enough of sad stories, I want you ta meet the res' o' the gang!"
"Gang?" James questioned. What did she mean by gang?
Maddy smiled, "Ya didn't think I was the o'ly kid on the road?"
Short chapter, I know, but in my defence, I was rushed. For a the eagle eyed people of the world, yes, I did change my summery slightly.
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Anyhow, I must go, father is bugging me about something. Arrivederci!