Summary: Harry is stuck outside during Purge...
*Note: I own nothing and the text will purposely have bad grammar*
O.O Los Angeles, California O.O
...Potter House...
Harry looks up from his Homework. 'Purge... Dray said he was going out tonight... I better head over to Ron's safe house.' Harry thinks to packing up his work. 'I hope mum and dad are okay, in England...'
Harry grabs his car keys and walks out the door. He gets into his bright red convertible mustang. As Harry drives down the road he notices his gas tank emptying alarmingly fast.
"What the hell?"
Harry gets out of his car and sees a trail of gas behind it on the road. "Shit! What am I supposed to do!" He pulls out his phone and calls Ron. "Ron... I need help... my gas tank busted in the middle of the road..."
"There's nothing I can do sorry man..."
"What kind of friend are you!" Harry hangs up, not waiting for an answer. Harry dials Draco's number.
"Hello?"
"DRACO!"
"Harry! What's wrong?!"
"I need help! My gas tank just blew up on the way to Ron's house! Purge is about to start, please Dray!"
"Okay, Harry where are you?"
"Umm... near Walmart..."
"Okay go inside and a soon as the siren comes off go into the back and hide put your phone on silent I'm on my way..." Draco hangs up the phone.
Harry runs inside Walmart and heads to the back. Harry sits down by the employee doors and waits for the siren.
*This is just a sound effect*
As soon as the siren starts Harry heads for the back rooms. He pulls out a few boxes and hides behind them. A few minutes later, he gets a text from Draco...
Draco: U there babe?
Harry: Yea
Draco: Ok where r u?
Harry: In backrooms behind boxes...
Draco: Ok im coming back
Harry hears someone walk into the room...
Harry: Hurry someone's in here!
Draco: That might b me babe wats the mask look like?
Harry: Green with silver snake.
Draco: Ok wat weapon r they carrying?
Harry: They have a sword a gun and what looks like a few daggers and theyr texting...
Draco: Harry that's me -_- Dumbass...
Harry: How would ive known!!!
