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Chapter 2

Harry watched as some of the older students crossed over to the other side of the courtyard when they saw him coming. It was Christmas again but it didn't feel like Christmas to him, with more than half the school thinking that he was the heir to Slytherin. A group of Hufflepuffs gave him the stink eye as they saw him coming down to great hall. Harry sighed then sat down on the top stair, watching as various students walked into the hall to eat dinner. There weren't a lot of people staying for the holidays so there weren't too many people throwing him nasty looks.

He stared, started to get up and then tripped, falling down one stair and ending up… in a bustling town street. Harry's eyes widened as he stood up, hurriedly getting out of the way of a horse drawn wagon. The street he was on was busy, full of people going to and from other people that were selling wares.

Harry quickly ran over to one side of the street, hoping that he was just hallucinating. But when he saw a flash of silver hair, he started to grin, walking over to the alleyway where he had seen it. He was just about to head in, see if it was Rhaegar that he had seen, when he saw another older man go in ahead of him. Harry's eyes narrowed as he saw one of the man's hands drop to his waist, a glint of steel making itself known.

He looked around for the two men in the white cloaks that he had seen one year ago, hoping that he had guessed right. Hoping that Arthur and Lewyn had indeed been Rhaegar's bodyguards but he didn't see them. Harry sped up, dropping his own hand down to where his wand was, and followed the man. He peered up, over the small crowd of people, and when he couldn't see Rhaegar, he glanced at the ground, imagining lifting up, hovering a little so he could see over the people in the alley, his magic swirled around him. His feet rose up from the ground to at least three feet up and he looked, seeing various people until…

Rhaegar Targaryen, Prince of Westeros, had a cloak and a hood on and was reading a book as he walked. Harry grinned, his heart beating quickly, seeing the man a few feet behind Rhaegar, and quickly lowered himself back to the ground. He half expected to get an owl, with a letter saying that he was expelled, but since there was no time to wait, he hurried forward. He apologized to the people that he accidentally hit, passed the maybe assassin, and ran right over to Rhaegar, slipping a hand into the other boy's right as Rhaegar put his book away.

Rhaegar blinked as he felt someone slip their hand into his, turned to see who it was. His eyes widened when he saw Harry right next to him, grinning slightly and green eyes almost glowing.

"Harry? What are you doing here?"

"I don't know! But you've got someone after you," Harry whispered over the din of people yelling out prices for food, booted footsteps of people in armor and horses whinnying. "Someone who just pulled out a dagger. We need to go!"

Rhaegar blinked, glanced down to where their hands were entwined, then tugged Harry further into the alleyway, dodging several people who were in their way. Harry said apologies to everyone they had to nudge out of the way, making Rhaegar's lips twitch up into a smile. And just when they thought they were clear, running into an alcove behind a butcher shop, the sliding of steel filled the now deserted section of Flea Bottom in King's Landing.

Rhaegar's eyes narrowed as the person stepped out of the shadows behind them. The man looked between the two of them, his sword drawn and menacing as he stalked towards them. Rhaegar was about to draw his sword, unsure as to the man's intent when Harry gestured with his hand and some force picked the man up and threw him back. The man flew through the air and hit the stone wall across from them, slumping dazedly down onto the ground.