Breaking Bad. (Harry Potter) *ON HOLD*

Chapter 2: You don't know a thing about me.

You think apparating would get easier after doing it so many times, but it never really does.

Aaliyah quickly took in a deep breath when they were surrounded by other people, and the sound of other witches and wizards brought her back into reality and calmed her. She let go of Lucius's arm and stepped away from him and waited for further orders.

"Now a few rules for you Aaliyah you will meet me Draco and I at the stadium at directly 6:00 o'clock to go to the Minister's Box. At that time you must speak to no one, and must wait for me to give you permission to do so. Failure to comply with any of those, Bellatrix will deal with you at home. Do you understand?" He quickly pulled on his gloves and fixed his robes.

She nodded and looked at the ground, at least for a while she could go around and explore and pretend for a moment she didn't have a crazy death eater family and a dark lord for a father.

"Good, now be gone with you." She nodded once more and ran off from the two disappearing into the crowds of witches and wizards. The smell of smoke and the smell of spices wafted through her nose when she passed the Bulgarians camp. Most of them were scary looking with their burly beards and muscled figures. When she started nearing the end of the Bulgarian camp she could hear the light music of the Irish.

The Irish were her favorite, they were always so light hearted and giddy, they never seemed to have a care in the world, and not to mention they had the best Quidditch team ever. She passed through the different campsites and was too caught up in her thoughts to notice she had ran into someone until she felt the stinging pain of rocks digging into her palms.

Aaliyah blinked her eyes and looked down her eyes focusing on the boy she was currently laying on top of. He had the most amazing eyes she'd ever seen. They were a light green color and his hair hung on his forehead looking a little unkempt but the black/brown color of it matched his eyes and in his glasses she could see a little bit of her reflection. Her eyes roamed over his face taking his features in, and she couldn't help but notice the slight muscle of his body underneath her.

Her eyes widened after a few minutes when she realized she was still laying on top of him and had bluntly checked him out. Her face flushed a deep red and she pushed herself off him and sat on her knees holding her hands out in front of her in a pleading manner.

"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to fall on you, or even mean to check you out. Well I did, but not like that! Wait I mea-" A hand covered her mouth, cutting off her talking by muffling the sound. She looked up to see the boy holding his hand on her and he had a small smile on his face with a light tinge of pink on his cheeks.

"It's fine, it didn't hurt that much. But erm, thank you?" He chuckled again and kept his hand over her mouth when he heard her still mumbling.

"If I let go, are you going to stop?" She nodded and he took off his hand and then placed his palms on his thighs.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter. What's your name?" He held out his hand to her, smiling.

Aaliyah's eyes widened when he said his name, she could feel her face paling as she scooted up and away from him. "What's wrong, are you okay?"

"I-I I'm fine, but I should probably go, I erm have a lot of stuff to do." She got up dusting herself off trying to avoid eye contact with him. How lucky was she, not only did she run into the boy who her father wanted dead, but she ran into the boy who had killed him.

"Wait, I don't even know your name. And I'm sorry if I did something or even said something, but you seem like a really nice girl." He pleaded and tried getting her attention.

She turned to him and her eyes narrowed at him. "You don't know a thing about me Harry, and if you did you would not be standing here right now." She shook her head and started walking off, she let out a little sigh, then turned her head slightly to look over her shoulder.