The moon had risen, pale light scattered across the ground. Silence closed in on the raven haired fourteen year old. It was a few weeks after his birthday and he wanted to get out of the house, not like he was wanted there in the first place.
Actually, he had been locked out.
Again.
At first, there was nothing but his own footsteps to keep him company as he walked the streets alone. Though his eyesight is poor, his hearing was not and he picked up the second set of steps that trailed behind him. He stayed calm however. No use panicking in a situation that could make it worse.
The boy quickened his pace a little bit, trying to get to his 'home' quicker or at least some more public place like a gas station or something.
A breeze.
Then nothing.
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A Little Blood is all it Takes
FanfictionHarry was fine. It was the summer after third year, he had met Moony and Padfoot and everything had seemed fine. Until something decided it would be a little thirsty a few weeks before Hogwarts started. This will be a Tomarry/Harrymort.
