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Adult +
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25
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4,430
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14
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What last forever
Beta: Dark Catalyst
WHAT LAST FOREVER
-CHAPTER ONE-
By Pure Black
disclaimer: I do not own any characters that you know, they're JK Rowlings.
NOTE: THIS STORY IS BEING RE-WRITTED. IT IS POORLY WRITTEN UP TO CHAPTER 20.
AFTER THAT EVERYTHING IS (MOSTY) FINE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING.
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Harry Potter sat in his usual place underneath a tree in the park nearby Privet Drive. The tree was a good hiding place because it was all green and cozy. The branches fell low and from there he had a good view over the park. Best of all, no one could see him. He was rather grateful for that since Dudley and his gang couldn’t use him as a punching bag just for fun like they always did when they were bored. Yeah alright, maybe they hadn’t the last few years but that didn’t mean they didn’t want to! It was just Dudley who provided it because he was afraid of him as a wizard. But the others didn’t know that.
It was sunset and he knew it was time to head back to Privet Drive. He peered out from a bush near the tree and looked around for the D gang (Dudley, of course.) Just because he wasn’t afraid of them didn’t mean he enjoyed having them around insulting him. Not that he cared about that either, but sometimes it would be nice to get away from all the bullying. It was enough just having Malfoy around for the school year.
When he didn’t see the D gang he came out from his hideout and started to walk back home slowly. He had already broken Albus’ will. If Albus could have it his way he would never be able to get some fresh air. Albus wanted him to stay indoors, but he didn’t like to be watched over. No one did. He had spent an awful lot of time thinking about his options in life.
Did he want to be an Auror?
Did he want to fight Voldemort?
Did he want to continue at Hogwarts?
No, No and No.
But he had to. A silly little thing was taking up most of his time. He liked to play with the thought of switching schools. He knew that that was called ‘running away from your troubles,’ but he had always faced them before. So he could take a break and run, couldn’t he? Everyone does sometime... don't they?
He reached the house and went inside.
“BOY” was the first thing he heard.
“Yes Uncle Vernon?” he said in his usual calm voice rather the opposite from Vernon’s bellowing.
‘I’m not deaf you know, but I might as well be.’ he thought sourly.
“You have received...mail. By one of those RUDDY OWLS! Haven't I told you to keep those owls away from us?” his uncle, ahem, said.
“Yes you have, sir. But I wasn’t home. They usually try to find another person to release them from their burden in case the receiver isn’t there,” he said in a ‘Hermione teaching mode’ voice.
Vernon looked like a purple balloon.
“Get this thing out of the kitchen,” he managed to say. ‘That's an improvement,’ Harry thought relieved over not being at the receiving end of one angry Vernon Dursley’s wrath.
”Yes, Uncle Vernon. Pig come here!” He said to Ron's stupid, little bird.
Vernon frowned and muttered something like ‘crazy freaks and their weird names.’ Well, he couldn’t blame him there. Pig was a rather funny name for an owl. And he didn’t like the small owl much either. He took the letter and owl upstairs to his room and sat down on the bed. He saw to Pig first and made him comfy before he opened the letter.
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Hello ´Arry!
How’s it going with those muggles? Me and ´Mione are in you- know- where with the rest of you- know-what. I've been here all summer and it's been death boring without you mate. I'm waiting for you to come. Albus is probably giving you clear sign soon. Hermione is making my ears bleed with her usual study talk you know. I need to go and help mum with the dishes.
See you soon,
Ron
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Harry frowned. Everyone's letter had been like that all summer. Everyone was afraid to bring Sirius name down the paper. Even Remus and Albus. But he couldn’t expect more from them since he was mentally ‘unstable.’ That is, if you were to believe what the papers once said anyway. Well he'd had it! He made up his mind right then and there. ‘I'm leaving this fucking country!’ He thought angrily.
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My dear Ron,
Don’t stay up and wait for me, OK? I won’t be seeing you at all this summer. But thanks for trying to lighten up my mood by lying to me!
Love Harry.
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It was a short and sarcastic letter that he wrote. He hated it when his friends lied to him and he didn’t make a secret of it. He packed his bag, left most of the things as they were in the room. Who wanted those clothes of his anyway? After he finished packing he marched downstairs.
“FUCKERS! I'm leaving!” He shouted at the Dursleys. Alright, so maybe that was uncalled for but he just wanted to shout someting rude to them.
He didn’t stay and wait for a response. You would have to be pretty stupid to do that. Instead of using the Knight bus he used Wizard World Wide, a bus like the knight bus but it only left people in big towns or cities all over the world. It was perfect. And he was going to LA. He had heard it was a pretty hot town. It wouldn’t do him any harm to check it out, would it?
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IN LA ONE MONTH LATER
“Jamez?”
“In here Carol,” Harry shouted.
He went under his middle name here in LA. Harry was too geeky. He was working as a DJ in a magical Disco. He was pretty good too. He had a lot of fans and was admired for his great work and not for something he couldn't even remember. It was a good thing that fame wasn’t new for him. It wouldn't do to get too big-headed.
Right now he was on the floor, trying to get some cables untwined from each other.
“Oh! A pretty, damn big mess!” Carol said.
“I have noticed,” he said dryly.
“What are you doing anyway?” she asked curiously and looked down at him with big golden eyes.
“What does it look like?” he snarled. He was starting to get irritated at this mess.
“You're pretty tied up there I see. I meant why are you doing it bone head?” she said.
“Somebody has to," he said and shrugged. "This is getting more, and more messy with each day. Soon they'll get cut of,” he told her.
“Oh...!” she said. Harry threw the cables at the floor and finally looked up at Carol. Carol was also working in the club and was one of his new friends. She was handing out drinks to people. She was quite pretty with red hair and gold eyes. But yet he didn’t want to be anything more than just-friends with her.
“It's going to be a long night, tonight. It’s going to be massive,” she said out of the blue.
“I know. With all those muggle and magical celebrities tonight; I'm going to have my ass full. There will be some big music artists here you know. I expect them to be quite picky,” he said with a little frown.
“Don’t worry James, You're already recognized as the best DJ in LA! They can't bring you down. And man if they do, I'll accidentally drop a drink over them,” she said and smiled evilly with a wink.
Harry laughed at her. “You'd loose your job,” he said.
“I'd do anything for a friend of mine. Besides they can't kick me out because I'm the best and I'm in charge of the other girls!” she said confidently.
Harry shook his head and went back to his cable undoing. He sighed, it seemed to be a very long night indeed.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
WHAT LAST FOREVER
-CHAPTER ONE-
By Pure Black
disclaimer: I do not own any characters that you know, they're JK Rowlings.
NOTE: THIS STORY IS BEING RE-WRITTED. IT IS POORLY WRITTEN UP TO CHAPTER 20.
AFTER THAT EVERYTHING IS (MOSTY) FINE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING.
--------------------
Harry Potter sat in his usual place underneath a tree in the park nearby Privet Drive. The tree was a good hiding place because it was all green and cozy. The branches fell low and from there he had a good view over the park. Best of all, no one could see him. He was rather grateful for that since Dudley and his gang couldn’t use him as a punching bag just for fun like they always did when they were bored. Yeah alright, maybe they hadn’t the last few years but that didn’t mean they didn’t want to! It was just Dudley who provided it because he was afraid of him as a wizard. But the others didn’t know that.
It was sunset and he knew it was time to head back to Privet Drive. He peered out from a bush near the tree and looked around for the D gang (Dudley, of course.) Just because he wasn’t afraid of them didn’t mean he enjoyed having them around insulting him. Not that he cared about that either, but sometimes it would be nice to get away from all the bullying. It was enough just having Malfoy around for the school year.
When he didn’t see the D gang he came out from his hideout and started to walk back home slowly. He had already broken Albus’ will. If Albus could have it his way he would never be able to get some fresh air. Albus wanted him to stay indoors, but he didn’t like to be watched over. No one did. He had spent an awful lot of time thinking about his options in life.
Did he want to be an Auror?
Did he want to fight Voldemort?
Did he want to continue at Hogwarts?
No, No and No.
But he had to. A silly little thing was taking up most of his time. He liked to play with the thought of switching schools. He knew that that was called ‘running away from your troubles,’ but he had always faced them before. So he could take a break and run, couldn’t he? Everyone does sometime... don't they?
He reached the house and went inside.
“BOY” was the first thing he heard.
“Yes Uncle Vernon?” he said in his usual calm voice rather the opposite from Vernon’s bellowing.
‘I’m not deaf you know, but I might as well be.’ he thought sourly.
“You have received...mail. By one of those RUDDY OWLS! Haven't I told you to keep those owls away from us?” his uncle, ahem, said.
“Yes you have, sir. But I wasn’t home. They usually try to find another person to release them from their burden in case the receiver isn’t there,” he said in a ‘Hermione teaching mode’ voice.
Vernon looked like a purple balloon.
“Get this thing out of the kitchen,” he managed to say. ‘That's an improvement,’ Harry thought relieved over not being at the receiving end of one angry Vernon Dursley’s wrath.
”Yes, Uncle Vernon. Pig come here!” He said to Ron's stupid, little bird.
Vernon frowned and muttered something like ‘crazy freaks and their weird names.’ Well, he couldn’t blame him there. Pig was a rather funny name for an owl. And he didn’t like the small owl much either. He took the letter and owl upstairs to his room and sat down on the bed. He saw to Pig first and made him comfy before he opened the letter.
------------------------
Hello ´Arry!
How’s it going with those muggles? Me and ´Mione are in you- know- where with the rest of you- know-what. I've been here all summer and it's been death boring without you mate. I'm waiting for you to come. Albus is probably giving you clear sign soon. Hermione is making my ears bleed with her usual study talk you know. I need to go and help mum with the dishes.
See you soon,
Ron
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Harry frowned. Everyone's letter had been like that all summer. Everyone was afraid to bring Sirius name down the paper. Even Remus and Albus. But he couldn’t expect more from them since he was mentally ‘unstable.’ That is, if you were to believe what the papers once said anyway. Well he'd had it! He made up his mind right then and there. ‘I'm leaving this fucking country!’ He thought angrily.
----------------------------
My dear Ron,
Don’t stay up and wait for me, OK? I won’t be seeing you at all this summer. But thanks for trying to lighten up my mood by lying to me!
Love Harry.
------------------------------
It was a short and sarcastic letter that he wrote. He hated it when his friends lied to him and he didn’t make a secret of it. He packed his bag, left most of the things as they were in the room. Who wanted those clothes of his anyway? After he finished packing he marched downstairs.
“FUCKERS! I'm leaving!” He shouted at the Dursleys. Alright, so maybe that was uncalled for but he just wanted to shout someting rude to them.
He didn’t stay and wait for a response. You would have to be pretty stupid to do that. Instead of using the Knight bus he used Wizard World Wide, a bus like the knight bus but it only left people in big towns or cities all over the world. It was perfect. And he was going to LA. He had heard it was a pretty hot town. It wouldn’t do him any harm to check it out, would it?
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
IN LA ONE MONTH LATER
“Jamez?”
“In here Carol,” Harry shouted.
He went under his middle name here in LA. Harry was too geeky. He was working as a DJ in a magical Disco. He was pretty good too. He had a lot of fans and was admired for his great work and not for something he couldn't even remember. It was a good thing that fame wasn’t new for him. It wouldn't do to get too big-headed.
Right now he was on the floor, trying to get some cables untwined from each other.
“Oh! A pretty, damn big mess!” Carol said.
“I have noticed,” he said dryly.
“What are you doing anyway?” she asked curiously and looked down at him with big golden eyes.
“What does it look like?” he snarled. He was starting to get irritated at this mess.
“You're pretty tied up there I see. I meant why are you doing it bone head?” she said.
“Somebody has to," he said and shrugged. "This is getting more, and more messy with each day. Soon they'll get cut of,” he told her.
“Oh...!” she said. Harry threw the cables at the floor and finally looked up at Carol. Carol was also working in the club and was one of his new friends. She was handing out drinks to people. She was quite pretty with red hair and gold eyes. But yet he didn’t want to be anything more than just-friends with her.
“It's going to be a long night, tonight. It’s going to be massive,” she said out of the blue.
“I know. With all those muggle and magical celebrities tonight; I'm going to have my ass full. There will be some big music artists here you know. I expect them to be quite picky,” he said with a little frown.
“Don’t worry James, You're already recognized as the best DJ in LA! They can't bring you down. And man if they do, I'll accidentally drop a drink over them,” she said and smiled evilly with a wink.
Harry laughed at her. “You'd loose your job,” he said.
“I'd do anything for a friend of mine. Besides they can't kick me out because I'm the best and I'm in charge of the other girls!” she said confidently.
Harry shook his head and went back to his cable undoing. He sighed, it seemed to be a very long night indeed.
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