Snow Angel; L.S.

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Harry slipped outside once Gemma and his mum had fallen asleep. A flashlight was gripped in his hand and his other was shoved inside his Burberry coat.

It was rather cold out, but he was desperate to find the voice that had called him. He flicked on the flashlight and crossed his yard to Mr. Tomlinson's. He remembered Mr. Tomlinson saying he had another last name but Harry couldn't put a finger on what it was.

He traveled back near the side of the house where he was approaching a couple hours earlier before Gemma interrupted. Harry's light flashed over a small dust-ridden window at the bottom of the house. It must've been Mr. Tomlinson's basement. Every time Harry and Gemma stopped by he never mentioned his basement.. the door was always locked and it never came into the casual talk.

Harry got on his knees and tried to see through the window but it was too dirty to see. There were a few smudges he could probably see through in the day time, but since it was so dark out he couldn't see a thing through the window. Alas, he gave up and decided to try tomorrow when it was brighter out.

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Louis woke to sunlight beaming through his small window. He sat up and rubbed the sleep glazing his eyes. After sitting up for about 10 minutes and starting grumpily at the wall he decided to get up and brush his teeth. Yes, there was a bathroom installed in his basement. He also had a mini fridge but there was only bottles of water in there. Only Dan could provide him with food.

The closest thing he had to food down here was an open packet of goldfish. Louis dragged himself to his small bathroom and brushed his teeth. He didn't bother to fix his hair since he never got to leave this god forbidden basement anyways. As if on cue Dan opened the door to the basement and held out a plate of breakfast. Louis jogged up the steps and grabbed the plate before the door slammed in his face.

The plate had two buttered English muffins on it and Louis devoured them. He hadn't eaten since lunch time the day before. After he was done he set the plate on the steps and went to sit at his window. He had nothing else to do. He had a few books, 2 board games and a DS; but he read all the books about 3 times, couldn't play a board game by himself and he had lost the charger to his DS.

Basically he was stuck with watching the two channels programmed into his terrible TV or looking out the window and at least trying to get vitamin D. Louis noticed the Harry kid stepping out of his house and peeking around.

He was confused why Harry looked so timid. The tall boy skittered out of his door and into Louis' yard. He was coming straight towards Louis' window! Just as Harry was walking up he saw a flash of fluffy hair before:

"Harry son! What are you up to?" Harry was startled and his heart rate sped up. He turned to face Mr. Tomlinson who had a very sinister smile on his face, now that he noticed anyway.

"N-nothing ehm- I was just looking for my uh.. my cats ball. I think my sister dropped it over here yesterday. I don't see it though, it was nice seeing you!" Harry rushed before fast walking away.

What he didn't catch was Mr. Tomlinson's glare to the back of his curly head. He always hated snoopy children.