A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in over a month, but I'm pretty busy, so my schedule got a bit messed up. I'm also really behind on my AP Courses, and it's sorta stressing me out. I also can't find my Goblet of Fire book anywhere so until I do, there's going to be some plot mistakes, so please don't bash me. Thanks and happy reading!
P.S. I don't have that much motivation since quarantine melted my brain so please bear with me.
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"Harry?"
Harry felt the sweat bead up on his forehead and his throat tighten. He didn't know what to say. He had watched Cedric die right in front of him, but now he was right there, alive and healthy.
"C-Ced...ric?" Harry muttered.
"Yeah, it's me. Have you already forgotten what I looked like after a break?" Cedric chuckled, walking closer.
"Don't get any closer!" Harry burst before covering his mouth with his hand, surprised by his own reaction. There was an uncomfortable silence too long for Harry's liking before he muttered, "Um, see you at school...". Harry shoved past Cedric and ran out the door. (A/N: Cha cha real smooth~~ :>)
He dashed outside, the cool air hitting him and bringing him back to his senses. He turned around slowly, making sure Cedric hadn't followed after him. Harry inhaled sharply when he saw Cedric walk towards the glass door. "Hedwig!" Harry whisper-yelled. Hedwig ignored Harry's pleads and continued to look wondrously at the small songbirds. Harry took one last look at the glass door before dashing off, leaving Hedwig and her moody self there.
Cedric didn't follow Harry, thankfully. (A/N: But considering the situation, no sane person would just up and chase this person they don't know well. lol.)
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Harry stared up at the window to his room. Crap, he thought to himself. Harry couldn't get up to the window, so he walked to the front door, his heart pounding when he opened it. Uncle Vernon stood there, looking Harry dead in the eye, "Now where have you been?"
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Harry couldn't stay any longer. If he did, he just might die by the hands of the Dursleys, and that isn't Harry's plan for his new chance at life. The fresh bruise Vernon had given him on his cheek was pink and blotchy, but Harry had more important things to freak out over.
He grabbed the backpack he packed and tossed it out the window. Harry was just trying to think of how to get out of the door locked from the outside to get his broomstick and books when he heard Hedwig sqwaking from downstairs.
Aunt Petunia's screams were shrill and Uncle Vernon was cussing loudly, and the sound of smacking newspapers and flapping wings echoed. Dudley was out with his friends, and Harry found the perfect chance when he heard Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon rush out the front door, Hedwig pecking at them.
Harry started to slam the side of his arm into the door and tried anything possible when the door clicked open. He found Hewig pulling her beak out of the lock and giving Harry a glare. "Thanks, Hedwig" Harry said, relieved, "Sorry for leaving you behind."
Hedwig rolled her eyes (A/N: I have no idea if owls can do that, probably not, but Hedwig is so sassy she defies nature) and flew inside Harry's room to eat from the bowl in her cage.
"Uh, Hedwig...mind opening another lock for me...? The one to my broomstick..?" Harry tried, but she wouldn't budge. Seeing his Aunt and Uncle walking back in, both furious, Harry decided he'd just have to come back for them later if he had the chance. Making sure he had his galleons pouch and bank key, Harry grabbed Hedwig's cage and jumped out the window. Again.
He landed, feeling a pang in his ankle. Without stopping, he picked up the backpack waiting for him on the grass below. Harry ran from the furious screams of his Uncle towards Mrs. Figg's house.
Hermione's parents would just have to pick him up from there then. Or...
Harry looked at Hedwig, "Let's go find the portkey ourselves."
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