Tris POV
Creeaak.
Ugh, I don't feel like to open my eyes. I
Hear the shuffle of feet. My eyes fly open. There is a boy in my doorway. He is wearing a black robe, black pants black shoes, a grey shirt, glasses, and a red and orange tie. He appears to be faction less.
"MOM, DAD!" I scream. He runs but it's to late, my parents are there.
"Do you know who this boy is?" My father asks. I shake my head.
"Do you need some food?" My mother asks kindly. Clearly she thinks this boy is factionless. He shakes his head, looking dazed.
"Do you need to stay the night?"she asks. He seems to hesitate, then he nods.
"Beatrice, hon, could you go and get umm.."
"Harry, Harry Potter."
"Harry Potter a blanket and a pillow?"
I nod.
"Yes mum."
Harry's POV
These people seem to be really nice to me, especially after I showed up at their home at 11:00 pm uninvited. The girl came back with a blanket, and a pillow. She puts the things on the couch and turns around.
"My name is Beatrice Prior, if you where wondering." She says.
"Nice to meet you Beatrice." I say with a smile.
She seems to hesitate then asks
"What is that badge that you are wearing that has a lion on it? And What's Gryfendor?" She asks.
Crap. What am I going to say? Clearly these people are muggles.
"Uhhhh..." I start. She looks to the ground apparently embarrassed.
"Never mind, that would be self-indulgent." She mutters. Then leaves. Huh.
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Harry Potter In Divergent
FanfictionHarry wakes up to find himself in the year 2500, Chicago, how did he get there, will he ever get back home, and what faction will he choose? I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS.
