Chapter 2 is here! Yeeey.. Well I'm currently not in the mood of writing so there maight take some time to add chapter 3. But anyway, Have fun and please, R&R.
Oh, I forgot to write in the first chapter: I DON NOT OWN ANYONE FROM THE HARRY POTTER-BOOKS (if I did, my name would be J.K Rowling and last time I checked my name was Mandy...)
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Johnny wanted to believe Kate, he really did. But then again, he was starting in a new school in the city, where he did not know anyone. He was absolutely terrified when it was time for him to start at "St. Patrick's College". Johnny actually tried to play sick in the morning but his mother didn't buy it.
So here he was, entering his new classroom, He had come so early that it was only a few students in the room. They gave him a quick glance and then continued their conversation. Johnny walked to the far end of the classroom and sat down at the seat next to the window. Outside, the sun was shining and the sky had some clouds here and there. It was also a bit windy. It looked almost the same as it did when they first arrived four days ago.
/Flashback/
They had been driving behind the moving-truck for over 2 hours when they finally stopped at Privet Drive 5. The sad-looking teen stepped out of the car and watched the house. It was a big house with brown - Johnny hated brown - bricks. Then he started to look around and saw a perfectly cut lawn after an another.
But then he saw someone standing a few meters away. It was a boy in Johnny's age. He looked at Johnny with emerald eyes. He had raven hair, like Johnny but shorter. It was only long enough to fall to his eyes and it was very messy at the back. His clothes was a bit too big for his slim, almost skinny figure and looked a little washed out.
The boy gave Johnny a smile and then turned to enter the house next to number 5. As soon as the boy was out of his sight Johnny let out a breath he hadn't noticed he had been holding.
"Johnny, come and help out!" his mother said from the other side of the car.
"Coming…"
/End Flashback/
The house hadn't been that bad. It was a two-level house and Johnny's room was upstairs. His new room was in a boring brown tone but it was big and roomy so the colour didn't bother him that much. His parents room was upstairs too, while the kitchen, living room and the dining room was all downstairs. All and all, it was a dull and big house with a few rooms.
A voice woke Johnny up from his thoughts.
"Hey, that's my seat"
Johnny turned away from window to see who had spoken and saw a red-haired boy. He was really tall and had freckles. His nose was kind of big and Johnny noticed that the boys trousers was a bit too short which proved that the boy was still growing.
"Didn't you hear me? That's my seat!"
"Your seat? Funny, your name's not on it", Johnny said without thinking. This guy was a lot bigger than him, and could easily kick his ass.
"Why, you..!"
"Ronald, leave him alone!" A girl with brown, bushy hair and kind eyes in the same colour as the hair came to them. She looked at the redhead and then to Johnny. "I'm sorry, his an asshole." She looked at the other boy again. "Why do you always have to bully all the new kids around? And everybody else who is younger then you?" She shook her head. "Never mind, don't want to know."
Ronald just stood there, red in his face and ears. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, another voice spoke from behind him.
"Drop it, will you? 'Mione, want to check my homework, I'm not sure I was on the right way." The boy Johnny had seen on Privet Drive came to the girl and gave her some papers.
"Of course, Harry", she said to the dark-haired boy.
Harry nodded to Johnny and gave him a smile. "Hope you've had the luck to not meet anyone like Ron. He tends to be a jerk very often."
"Hey, I thought we were friends!" Ron said, staring at Harry.
"And I thought both me and Hermione told you to stop being an ass", Harry said with another smile, "Come on, take another seat. The world wont go under because you can't sit on that particular place. Besides, let the new kid enjoy the best location in the room." He went to sat down at seat next to Johnny. Ron just stared at Harry as though his friend had gone mad. Then he went to sit next to Hermione who had taken a seat in the front row.
"By the way, what's your name, or do you want me to call you "the new kid"? Harry said with a huge grin.
"I'm Johnny Taylor. Just moved here from the country."
"I'm Harry Potter. Lived here my entire life." He reached out his hand and Johnny took it. "Welcome to London, Johnny. You've already met Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." He pointed at the front row. "Ask 'Mione if you have a problem with schoolwork, she'll gladly help you. But whatever you do, don't break any rules if she's around or she will be a pain in the ass. And if she gets annoying then it's good to have Ron 'cause he'll be such a jerk she forgets about you."
Johnny thought for a moment.
"So you're saying that Hermione is the clever one and Ron's the jerk. Then what are you, the brave one?"
"No, I'm the golden one", Harry said while leaning back on the chair. "I'm the principal's favourite. That's because I'm the good boy who does everything right and who everybody feels sorry for", he said with the biggest grin Johnny had ever seen.
"What do you mean, everything right? Is there some kind of game you play with the headmaster?" Johnny asked. He was really confused.
"No stupid. I mean that I'm always playing "the good boy" act here in school. Almost everyone likes me. Except Snape. He's the Chemistry teacher. He hates me, and that's because I'm a Potter." He looked at Johnny. "He hated my parents", he added when he saw the other boy's confused face. "They went to school together. My father and Snape took every chance they got to beat the crap out of each other."
"But isn't it a bit childish for a grown man to act like that? I mean, you haven't done anything that gave him a reason to hate you?"
"Of course I have. But that was after I found out that he hated me. I actually thought he tried to kill me when I was eleven. Then it turned out to be another teacher."
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!"
"Calm down. It was a long time ago. Besides, the bastard's in jail now."
"Yeah, but still. The man tried to kill you for god's sake!"
"Wow, that's some news! No, seriously. I get why you're upset but it's not like he succeeded. The man was mental. He thought he heard voices that told him to kill me. Or that's what he said in court anyway."
Johnny opened his mouth to say something when the door opened and the teacher entered. It was a woman around 50 years. She had her grey hair in a knot at the neck and she wore glasses.
"Good morning class. Today will be a little different. We will start today's math class introducing our new student, Johnny Taylor.
