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Life as a Normal Teen
Chapter 3
Meetings in the park – part 2
He continued his morning run and thought to himself: hope she doesn't recognize me.
He hardly spent anytime in England, save for contests and the like. Maybe he should discus the use about a disguise with Sirius. Something simple, like coloured contacts, a change of highlights, typical 'him'-things. He could always start with hiding his scar under make up. It was a reminder about his parents' crash, which is the same reason why he doesn't like though hide. Somehow he thought it was a gift from his parents.
When he was small he used to look out the window during storms. He would see storm clouds rolling through the darkened sky. He would hear the thunder and knew that a few seconds later a lightning bolt would follow. It was during those nights he'd feel the closest to his parents.
Some people might think of it as weird, but somehow, no matter what country he was in, it would always storm during Halloween and lightning always followed at midnight 31 July, his birthday. It even rained that one time, on his eleventh birthday he went visiting in Egypt, and from his hotel room he saw thunder bolts light up the air and form a magnificent back drop for the pyramids, like his personal gift.
He shook himself out of his thoughts, when he heard something akin to a cry. He looked around and saw no one around. He had an ugly foreboding that something was happening
As he neared the entrance of the skate park, he could faintly distinguish the cries of a couple of young boys. He silently crept nearer.
By now, Harry could see 6 hooded and masked figures cornering two boys, forming a semi-circle.
"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Please leave my little brother alone. He didn't do …Umph!"
One of the bigger, sturdier figures had moved to punch the older one in the stomach.
'Probably to shut him up'
Harry sneered.
This must be the famous gang he heard about from Sirius, the Junior Death Eaters. Probably sons from the older members. Usually they bullied, blackmailed and some times sold drugs to helpless teens. JDE were a younger division from the Death Eaters, mostly composed out of juvenile delinquents and sons of joined parents.
The Death Eaters formed the prime crime band of England, though they were part of the much larger crime empire, ironically called the Dark Side. They were led by none other than the infamous tom Riddle AKA Lord Voldemort.
Sirius wrote some articles about the organization and helped MI6, so he knew how ruthless the organisation as. He hated them, with reason.
Peter Pettigrew was a member; somehow he even made it into Elite.
Harry's blood boiled at the memory of him. That man was responsible for framing Sirius and nearly forced him into a lifetime with the Dursley's.
Harry moved even closer. He saw the two boys couldn't fight them off.
You couldn't blame them. They actually reminded him of junior wrestling champions. You know: big, sturdy, all muscle and no brains.
He should help them out. Well, no time like the present.
POV Change
". No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. Please leave my little brother alone. He didn't do …Umph!"
Stars floated around his head.
Damn, he had to keep them distracted; he had to keep his brother safe.
His ribs hurt, they were definitely bruised. At least, none of them were broken. Or he hoped so. Though he was starting to have trouble breathing.
He saw the raised fist heading his way and the pain-filled expression on his brother's face.
He closed his eyes in anticipation, waiting for the blow-that never came.
He opened his eyes and saw a strong hand gripping the fist. He looked further to see the hand attached to a really hot guy with gorgeous green eyes.
'I wonder if I could get him to model for me' he thought.
"Don't you think you people are rather cowardly? I mean seriously, 6 mini-bodybuilders against 2 defenceless boys half their size." he drawled with a silky smooth voice.
"Why don't you, to say it rather cliché, pick someone your own size.
At this one of them, probably the leader says: "let me guess, someone like- you…"
"get him!"
They foolishly tried to attack him
He seemed to roll his eyes.
One minute later and the guy was slumped on the floor and another was curled, pathetically whimpering with watering eyes and sobbing about his family jewels or something like that.
The others seemed to get the message and hightailed out of there, dropping his brother in the process.
"Well, that didn't last long. Though I got more of a workout than I thought I would" the stranger mused out loud "you guys okay?"
"Yes thanks to you." His brother Dennis piped up, gazing adoringly at their mystery savior. "Wow! You're really strong! Are you new around here? Never seen you before! Are you still in school? Do you train a ..."
An amused chuckle broke his seemingly endless stream of questions. "I just moved into the neighborhood. Though you might want to check up on your brother. He doesn't look too good."
"I'm fine, just light bruises, I think." He tried not to wince as he stood up. "Or at least I hope so. Thanks for your help."
"Your welcome, you need any help getting home?" he glanced at his wristwatch "even though I'm quite busy, I can help carry you or something."
Colin flashed red as an image of the carrying him bride-style into the house.
"No thanks." He squeaked. "You should go now. We wouldn't want you to be late. Thanks again."
"Like I said no problem." The guy turned to leave and sprinted –rather graciously both Collin and Dennis thought to themselves- out of the park.
"Hey Colin" his little brother asked worriedly "are you really fine?"
"Yes, luckily he stopped them before it got too far."
He looks like a super hero, sort of."
"Yeah, I get what you're talking about." He gazed at the exit.
"Damn, I always bring it with me except today"
"What did you forget Collin?"
"My camera." Collin moaned. "Aaargh, I wanted a picture."
In the meantime Harry was hurriedly making his way back home.
"damn, I'm gonna be late. Why oh why do I have to have a hero complex"
I'll try to update faster, but I'm also posting drawings on sheezy art. I really suck though. Wanna see? blackhurt17. I lost one of the stories I read. I know that when he goes back to school he trains a lot. And in one of the lat chapters I read, they got an assignment for DADA. They had to go through a dark forest, but somehow got transported to a real forest. He reaches the eye of the forest and makes out with the creature in the lake (slash) does anyone know this story
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snaps out of daze eu right as i was saying..i think i'll put up several prologue of oder ideas i have. i think dere good and i don't wanna lose them, it doesn't mean i'm abandoning the rest
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