This is a Bigger World: A Harry Potter fanfic

CHAPTER 3

Harry stared around at the music shop. There were posters of famous bands all around them, with guitars lining the walls, bins overflowing with tapes and records surrounding them. The cashier seemed so stoned, Harry could make his way out of the store with everything that it had. While Harry was just standing there, with his mouth open; Joe was rummaging through the bins. He pulled out a record with Guns N' Roses emblazoned on the front, with the Appetite for Destruction drawing clearly seen. "I'm just gonna take out the liner notes so that we know who all the people are." He unfolded the notes and the poster inside, and revealed them to Harry. Harry read through the liner notes, revealing some distinct names. "W. Axl Rose, Slash, Duff McKagan, Steven Adler, Izzy Stradlin?" "That seems to be their names." "I'll need to think about it, but they all sound cool." "That's the spirit! Here, I'll show you something cool." Joe went over to the piano that stood in the back corner of the shop. He cracked his knuckles, and then sat down to play. "Don't stop me now!" he started to bellow across the shop. The cashier seemed to be sleeping, and the song was so upbeat and melodic, Harry started to do his running exercises all along the aisles. Joe's voice was not good, but his piano playing was impeccable. When Joe finally finished the song, Harry ran up in a blur. "What was that song? It sounded cool!" "You've never heard of Queen? They got a lot of variety. They started off, oh, I don't know, sometime when AC/DC started off, and they always have had great music. When I wasn't listening to AC/DC, I was listening to some other rock band. I listen to a lot of metal music as well. I'm surprised that you found a new band before me. I'm usually on top of new rock and metal music in the world. Most rock purists would want me to stick to one band, but I love variety. AC/DC will always be my favorite though." Joe's voice went down a little bit. "You know, the employee isn't going to notice a couple of tapes missing. Do you wanna..." "Yes Joe! I want whatever that Queen stuff is, and also AC/DC, and whatever else you think that I might want!" "Alrighty! Let's begin, shall we?" Harry laughed, and started walking with Joe up and down the aisles.

"Dark Side of the Moon, The Wall?" "That's Pink Floyd Harry, their prog." "Ok. A Night at the Opera?" "Queen." "Back in Black?" "AC/DC." "Ok, um, Ride the Lightning?" "Oh, that's Metallica, you'll like 'em kid." "Sheer Heart Attack?" "That's another Queen one." Harry and Joe were sorting out all the cassettes that were from the shop. There was a mountain of them, and they all seemed to be different. "This one's untitled." "That's probably Led Zeppelin. Let's see... yup, Led Zeppelin."

"So, Joe, what are we gonna do with all these tapes?" "Well, I'll distract the employee, and you run off with them." Joe handed Harry his backpack. "Put them all in here, run fast, and don't let the cameras see you." "What about my face?" "Here, put this on." Joe plopped on Harry's head a well-worn green beanie. "Pull it over your face, it has enough holes in it to see out of." Harry did as Joe requested, making sure to push his hair out of his eyes. "Now, you gotta run as fast as you can when you rob someplace, so you better find a route out or to your dumpster as fast as you can. Try your best to get back to the dumpster as soon as possible." Harry nodded. "Alright, go!" Harry started running out the door, building up speed. He ran to his dumpster, with the backpack bumping behind him. Pulling off the beanie, and setting the backpack on the floor, Harry looked around for his crazy blonde dog. "Here boy! Here boy!" Harry heard faint barking and it seemed to be coming from behind him? "Where are you boy?" Hearing another bark from behind him, Harry moved to the back of the dumpster. Spotting a pile of dirt and a large hole, Harry slid down it, knowing his dog was on the other side. Standing up when he landed, he was met with a basement with an abandoned card table, as well as a forgotten fridge that probably would never run again. Everything was coated with a thick layer of dust, save for dog paw prints on the floor. Harry spotted a second room to where the paw prints led to. The dog was calmly sitting on the floor, next to a ladder. Harry found another room, with stairs leading up to the top of the building that was behind his dumpster. The building had been abandoned for several years before Harry had ever arrived to live in the dumpster. Rubbing the thick dust off of a plaque that said the names of the companies that used to be there. He was barely able to make out the faint words of paper company. Harry went down the stairs again, and his dog was waiting. Propping up the ladder next to the hole, he pulled himself out of the basement and back into the backside of the dumpster. Joe's form rose above his own, almost threateningly. "Where were you? You could have gotten killed!" "I followed my dog down a hole that he dug, and it turned out to be a basement! You wanna see?" "I just wanna make sure that you are alright." "I'm alright, but my dog is still down there. Do you think that you can get him out?" "A basement, you say? Well, actually, I have a better idea..."