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Second Time Around Chapter 5Chapter 5: Diagon Alley (Cont.)Second Time Around Chapter 5 by Shiori-Snily
Part 2: Neville Longbottom (hey, y'all knew I was going to sneak him in ;D)
The rest of the afternoon went by fast and uneventful. As they shopped, Harry's mind kept wandering. He remembered the first time he had come to Diagon Alley with Hagrid, how everything had seemed so big and surprising, like a dream. He was well aware that he wasn't dreaming, though. He believed that, even if life was unfair, it wasn't that unfair.
Halfway through getting his stuff, Mrs. Figg decided that it was time to "rest these old bones of hers" and take a break, so she sat them down at Fortescue's.
Apparently, Mrs. Figg was a very popular woman. Several witches paused and said hello to their "dear friend Arabella", and introduced themselves to Harry while he and Mrs. Figg ate their ice cream. Charity Burbage just happened to walk by five times.
Harry had never actually seen her interact in the wizarding world; it was strange not to see his neighbor as a homely old woman, li
Second Time Around Chapter 4Chapter 4: Diagon AlleySecond Time Around Chapter 4 by Shiori-Snily
After Harry had gotten his letter, the Durselys treated differently. Dudley avoided him whenever possible, which Harry was accustomed to, but the real change was Vernon and Petunia (more so on Petunia's part). Instead of acting as if he didn't exist, like usual, they were actually pleasant to be around. They had started giving Harry second helpings at diner, they made the effort to talk to him, and Petunia had even went out and purchased new clothes for him. They did however, avoid physical contact with him.
Although surprised, Harry was content. He wasn't used to being treated fairly by the Dursleys.
` It took some time, but Harry was slowly starting to get used to the idea that he was, once again, ten years old. He sometimes found himself dreaming about random, irrelevant things such as quidditch, Diagon Alley, and one time, chocolate frogs. Harry kept expecting to wake up in Ron's room at the burrow, his four poster bed at Hogwarts, or a tent, in the m
Second Time Around Chapter 3Chapter 3: Waking UpSecond Time Around Chapter 3 by Shiori-Snily
Tap tap. Crash. Bang.
Harry awoke with a start, his senses on high alert. He hit his head on a ceiling. Why was he in such a small, dark room? Had the death eaters captured him?
Slowly, Harry's eyes adjusted to the dim light.
He sat up even more, startled, banging his head on the ceiling again.
Suddenly, he remembered everything.
He had lost the war with Voldemort, and after he died, he had met Dumbledore at King's Cross, and now, he was in his cupboard.
Harry wasn't sure if he was crazy or not.
Vernon's pudgy face appeared in the vent in the door.
"Are you deaf?! I told you to wake up!"
Harry took a breath to respond, but let it out instead, staying mute.
"Well? Go make the ruddy tea!" Harry heard him stomp away.
Feeling like he was going to be sick, He rummaged for his glasses (broken, isn't that wonderful?) and heaved himself out of the small cupboard. In the kitchen, Dudley was banging a stick at anything he could reach. That must've been the re
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