Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and the Other World ❯ The New Life ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2: The New Life

 

 

Harry woke up to a strange feeling. His head hurt, his stomach churned, but there was something else. Opening his eyes he saw the back of someone's head, Harry looked down and noticed he nor did the person he was sleeping next to have any clothes on. At first he thought he was still dreaming but Hermione had brown hair not black and her skin wasn't this white. The person next to him rolled over and kissed him on the lips. “Morning sleepy head, if you have a hang over I can get you some Tylenol.” Harry remembered parts of last night, went to a club, talked to the bartender, got drunk and asked for a ride home from, who?

 

“If this is a hang over I'm feeling then yes, please.” She stood up not caring she was still naked and went to what Harry assumed was a bathroom. Coming back Harry noticed a strange contrast between the girl and couldn't stop staring.

 

“I dye my hair; have to if I want to work at The Underground. Black clothes, black shoes, black hair, black lipstick, but I am a natural red head as you can see.” She smiled and handed Harry the Tylenol and a glass of water. Amelia! Harry finally remember her name and was starting to remember other parts as well.

 

“Did we uh, you know, use protection?” Harry felt embarrassed asking this even if it wasn't an embarrassing question, being safe and smart about sex was one of the main reasons he hadn't done that with Hermione, until the cookies from Ron messed with Hermione and him.

 

“Don't worry this is the 90's we have the pill, what women did before it I don't know.” Amelia lay down next to Harry putting her arm across his chest. “You are so warm and snuggly Harry, bet your ex loved the mornings after.” Harry downed the rest of the water and rolled over facing Amelia. She did look good, and from what Harry was remembering they did have a lot of fun last night.

 

“Didn't I ask you to take me home?” Harry was sure he had, going with a stranger didn't seem like something he would do.

 

“I did, I took you to my home. It may not be as cheap as your place but it works for me. You seem ready for another round.” Amelia's hand had strayed down. “Want to go for round six?” Before Harry could answer Amelia climbed on top of Harry and started round six.

 

A couple hours later and a few more rounds completed Harry and Amelia lay exhausted on the bed. “Need a shower, care to join me?” Amelia stood up and went over to where she had gone before to get Harry Tylenol.

 

“Sure.” Harry stood up and after stretching his neck and back a little bit more went and joined Amelia in the shower. Being there with her reminded Harry of the two times he had been in a shower with Hermione. The first time he didn't want to be there, she had cornered him in the bathroom at the Dursley's, the second time he had joined her in the shower in the Muggle Studies house and helped her wash her hair, let Hermione see they could do things without having sex. Harry wasn't too worried about this now that he had Amelia with him in the shower and was washing her hair. “Should I not scrub so hard? I've never dyed my hair so don't know if it comes out that easily.”

 

“Don't worry about it, this stuff doesn't come out until I cut my hair or dye it again.” Harry had noticed a little bit of red was starting to show. “You do this before? It feels so good when someone else does it.” Harry kept his mind occupied by comparing Amelia to Hermione, her hair was shorter, straight, Amelia was just a little shorter then Hermione, she was bigger in the chest and hip area but smaller in the waist, she was beautiful in Harry's opinion.

 

“Do you always take customers home?” Harry said it jokingly but was wondering about it.

 

“No, only the cute ones who interest me and have that special something about them. Also doesn't hurt if they are hunky like you are.” Amelia turned around and squeezed one of Harry's arms. Harry flexed both of them without thinking. “Besides couldn't let you stay in that scummy motel when there was a nice warm bed here for you.” She squeezed something else of Harry's kissing Harry hard in the shower. “How about another round?” Harry didn't say anything and just let Amelia control the situation.

 

Twenty minutes later Harry realized the water level was rising. “Amelia I think you're laying on the drain.” She mumbled something before moving her weight to get off the drain. The water level kept rising. “We hit the knob didn't we? Might want to get out before we both drown in here.” Amelia nodded her head as Harry stood up.

 

“Gee Harry now I don't want to get up.” She smiled and looked at what had interested her. Harry got out of the shower and grabbed a towel. Going out into the bedroom Harry found his watch, it was already past three in the afternoon. Harry put his old clothes back on since he didn't have anything else to wear at the moment.

 

“Amelia what time do you go to work?” Amelia came out of the bathroom with no towel on distracting Harry.

 

“Eight, eight to two every night except Sunday. If you want you can stay here or come with me and keep me company during the slow hours.” Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to do that, he shouldn't have done what he already had even if it did feel great. Harry had left the wizarding world behind, including Hermione, but he still felt like he was doing something wrong with Amelia since he did tell Hermione he would work with her on `it'.

 

“I need to get my stuff, clean clothes, if I am going anywhere tonight.” “Good, you had your fun now get your things and leave! They are worried about you, the Granger family, the Weasly family, others, they are still searching for you. The think you were kidnapped by Death Eaters!” The voice had come back which Harry ignored, he didn't care, those were wizarding families, he didn't live in their world any more. “So if you could give me a ride there I get my things.” Amelia put some clothes on finally letting Harry think about other things.

 

“Sure, how much do you have though? My place isn't that big…”

 

“Don't worry it's only a few bags of clothes I bought yesterday.” Not to mention his trunk, which was in his bottomless pouch, and the other pouch he had gotten from Monica that had all the gold in it, and the Necronomicon and other things.

 

“Ok well when we go out we can get something to eat, I'm not much of a cook.” Amelia grabbed her car keys. “Ready to go?” Harry nodded. On the way to the motel Harry started to feel uncomfortable. Why was Amelia being so nice? Was she a witch and just wasn't letting on? Harry had stayed there one night and now was planning on staying again and she seemed fine with it.

 

“Uh Amelia you probably have to pay rent and stuff so if I am going to stay at your place a couple nights I should, you know, help pay for it?” Amelia smiled with her mouth and eyes. Turning into the parking lot for the motel Amelia answered.

 

“Well if you feel you have to its 450 pounds a month, so say 20 pounds a night, plus extras…” She leaned over and kissed Harry on the mouth leaving some black lipstick on his lips. “Need any help carrying your things?” Harry shook his head and went into the motel.

 

“Sir I know you said no refunds but I won't be staying here tomorrow so if I could have 30 pounds back.” The man looked up.

 

“It's you, you just getting in?” The man saw the black smear of lipstick on Harry's lips. “Good job kid, get your stuff out of the room and give me your key if you are leaving, still have time to sell it to someone else if you do it soon.” Harry wasn't sure what the guy meant since the wall of keys still had at least thirty keys on it for empty rooms. Harry went to his room and threw everything together quickly getting out and handing the man the room key. “I would ask if you made a mess but no point really since I wouldn't be able to tell the difference.” Harry nodded to the man and left with three bags of clothes and his bottomless pouch.

 

“Wow you really don't have much, left all your other things back at your house?” Harry nodded not wanting to talk about it. “Well want to eat now or take your things to my place and unload it first?”

 

“Well as long as we are out here might as well get something to eat.” Harry moved the front passenger seat back so he could stretch his legs. “Where do you want to eat? I ate at this one place yesterday; it was ok but really not that great.”

 

“I know just the place, you'll love it.” Amelia drove letting Harry look around the city. “This place is like The Underground except no dance floor or loud music, at least your ears won't bleed. You have another shirt like that? In case someone sees you and recognizes you from last night at The Underground, you were quite popular.” Harry reached into the back seat and went through his bags of clothes picking out another black shirt. “That will work, but those other clothes, orange and red and white? Not your color, you need more blue and green, they go with your eyes better, and black goes with your hair, we need to do some shopping if you are going to be staying with me for awhile.” Harry wasn't sure about that, he didn't even want to stay there last night except he was too drunk to really make a decision. He could always duplicate more money if she really was going to make him buy more clothes.

 

“Well I just wanted new clothes so I bought what I liked instead of being forced to wear hand me downs from my cousin.”

 

“Your cousin? How old is he?”

 

“He was my age but he was killed at the same time my Aunt and Uncle were. I was living with them for awhile after my parents were killed. It was great though when I turned eleven and my, uh, Grandfather came and took me away.” Hermione had said Dumbledore was like a Grandfather to Harry. “He sent me to the private school he was the Headmaster of, at first I was worried since my Aunt and Uncle would never have paid for it but my parents had left me money to pay for it.”

 

“How much?” Amelia seemed interested now.

 

“More then enough to make it so I don't have to work if I didn't feel like it.” It was strange, Amelia didn't know he was The Famous Harry Potter, she didn't know his life story like everyone in the wizarding world did, and she was still interested in him. “I would give it all away though just to bring them back, damn Voldemort.” Harry had said his name, Amelia didn't flinch, she was a Muggle so why would she flinch at the mention of Voldemort?

 

“That the leader of the IRA gang that killed your parents? Ireland is full of gangs and barbarians, why the Ministry doesn't send in the troops and wipe the scum that is there off the island is a mystery to me. Your house in Ireland?” Harry shook his head. He wasn't sure where Sirius's house was but he knew it wasn't there. “Do you live with any other family members or is the house empty?”

 

“Right now the Grangers are living there. Hermione and her parents were targeted by Voldemort so my Grandfather thought it was a good idea to put them there.” Amelia raised an eyebrow at the mention of Hermione.

 

“Who's Hermione?”

 

“My friend, she goes to school with me.” No point in telling Amelia the other part of Hermione and him.

 

“She cute?”

 

“I guess, my Brother had a crush on her but was such an immature git about it that when another guy asked her to a dance he wouldn't speak to her for a month.”

 

“So you two haven't done anything?” Harry wanted to lie, what did it matter if he lied? Amelia wouldn't find out, but Harry as still Harry even if he left the wizarding world. “And what about you're Brother? He still have a crush on her?”

 

“Hermione and I did do something; we dated for awhile but broke up over something stupid. We are still friends, kind of, to tell you the truth you are the first person I uh, you know, since Hermione.” Of course that was easy to do since Hermione was the only person he had feelings for, still had them even though he left that world behind. “And Ron is an evil bastard, he betrayed me, his family, everyone, he killed someone.” Harry still felt weird, this girl had no idea about the Death Eaters, The Famous Harry Potter, the attack on Hogwarts, yet he was able to talk to her about it.

 

“Oh, he joined the IRA? Probably knew where Hermione lived so they had to move to your house, but he didn't know where he lived?”

 

“He's not my real brother, by blood, just that we were friends for a long time, did everything together, I considered him my Brother. But yes Hermione and her family had to move because Ron knew where they lived.” Harry wasn't sure if Ron knew that, but Harry had to keep up this IRA lie somehow.

 

“That why you ran away? Couldn't stand being in the same house as her? You are nice Harry, leaving your house to another family instead of kicking them out. Of course if I had to make the same choice I would have done the same, just imagine kicking them out and the IRA getting them, I'd feel horrible. Cool the parking lot is pretty empty, quick seating and service. Do you mind if we sit in the smoking section? I haven't had a fag in forever.” Harry said he didn't care as they entered the place. Amelia went over to a vending machine and bought a pack of cigarettes. “You smoke?” Harry was about to say no but what the hell, he didn't drink either did he?

 

“Not really but I didn't drink either.” Harry took a cigarette from Amelia as he followed her over to a table.

 

“Hey Mitch my usual, and another one for my friend.” A guy dressed in black with a tall blue Mohawk waved to Amelia and went into the back. “I eat here all the time, good food, good music, cheap prices, allows me to save my money up.”

 

“What are you saving up for?” Harry was trying to make small talk; it seemed easier last night when he had a drink or two in him. Taking a drag off his cigarette he coughed loudly on the smoke. Harry tried it again but couldn't handle the coughing so stubbed it out in the ash tray.

 

“Not sure, I want my own house but that costs lots of money, and my car is good so don't need a new one although the new BMW is a beautiful machine. I've been thinking of getting a few tattoos and piercing, but don't want some cheap silver stud or what not, want to go with gold everything, ears, nose, eyebrow, lips, tongue, nipples, belly button, and not sure about the last one, might hurt a little to much.” Harry winced at just thinking of getting a piercing, and Harry was pretty sure he knew what Amelia meant by `last one'.

 

I could never get anything pieced, but I would never get a tattoo either, the job I have in mind probably wouldn't go well with it.” Quidditch probably wouldn't mind tattoos but a piercing? Just something to get torn out when a Beater slams into you, not that Harry could play Quidditch anymore. He hadn't thought of that, he still had his broom in his trunk, but he couldn't play Quidditch if he left the wizarding world.

 

“What are planning on doing?” Harry sure as hell couldn't say Quidditch.

 

“Sports, anything really, but I like sports. Imagine getting a ring tore out during a wrestling match or from a tackle in rugby.” Both winced at the thought. Mitch came over with two plates filled with what looked like rice and noodles and some sauce mixed with some kind of meat.

 

“What are you drinking?”

 

“I'll have an E & G, Harry?”

 

“I guess I'll have the same thing.” Harry wasn't sure what an E & G was but he didn't know any other drink either.

 

“Got your ID?” Harry got his out, Mitch looked it over then handed it back. “You look awfully young to be 21 but if you are paying for it what do I care.” Mitch went into the back and a few moments later came out with two glasses.

 

“Thanks Mitch, how's it been at home?” Harry was eating his food while Amelia talked with Mitch. The food was good and the E & G was probably stronger then what Harry drank last night but was good to.

 

“Well we have more people, see you tonight at The Underground Amelia.” Mitch walked away to get the order from three people who just came in.

 

“He used to work at The Underground but now just shows up, you'd figure after getting fired for dyeing his Mohawk blue he wouldn't show up.” Amelia started in on her food leaving the table quiet for the next few minutes. Amelia finished her food and chugged her drink down as though it was water. “Good Brandy, kind of costly though.” Harry didn't care, he still had plenty of money in his wallet.

 

“Well since I am the man I'll pay for both of us.”

 

“Oh that is so old fashioned, are you going to open the door for me and lay your cape down on a puddle for me?” Amelia joked with Harry.

 

“Well I don't have my cape with me so can't do that.” Harry joked back. Harry and Amelia talked until Mitch came back with the bill.

 

“Must have had a nice raise to be getting the E & G, here's your bill Amelia.” Harry looked at it, the E & G was 17 pounds, each! Harry spent that much on four drinks last night but he wasn't worried.

 

“That's it?” Harry acted cocky getting fifty pounds out. “Since you're a friend of Amelia's keep the change.” Mitch gladly kept the 15 pounds and left the two to themselves. Harry and Amelia left to go back to her place. Getting there Harry carried his things up the stairs into Amelia's apartment.

 

“Harry if you want you can change into some clean clothes before we go out shopping or keep what you have on. Have your receipts?” Harry nodded. “Good we can return those red and other wrong colors while we're out.” Harry figured he would change since he was wearing mostly old clothes except the shirt. Harry started to undress before he noticed Amelia wasn't leaving.

 

“Uh I'm changing…” Harry wasn't really thinking about it, Amelia had already seen him naked several times and they had done things together.

 

“Exactly I like looking at your body, such nice muscles, and such large muscles.” Harry got the innuendo and figured he could change in front of her, no big deal. Getting dressed Harry excused himself to the bathroom.

 

“Ok how much will I need?” Harry had a little over 100 pounds left in his wallet. Duplicating it twice Harry hoped 400 pounds would be more then enough. Getting out Harry and Amelia left, first returning clothes Amelia said were `wrong colors' and then going to a new store.

 

“Welcome to the greatest store in England, Dark Topics.” Harry followed Amelia in looking around the store. “Clothes, tattoos, piercing, jewelry, you want it they got it. Now we need something black, lots of black, and some blues and dark greens.” Amelia led Harry around the store pulling shirts off of hangers and shelves holding them up to Harry deciding which ones looked good on him. “Hmmm, need something on your other wrist, and maybe something to go around your neck.” Amelia led Harry over to a glass counter with chains and pendants. “We'll stick with gold since you already have the watch, are you religious?” Harry shook his head. “Ok no crosses then, what do you want?” Harry wasn't sure, there were crosses, pentacles, skulls that reminded Harry of the Dark Mark, and then Harry saw something that reminded him of Gryffindor.

 

“I like that, the lion looking one.” Harry pointed it out to Amelia.

 

“Hey, Kristi.” A girl came over. “Get that out.” Amelia pointed out the lion. “And then get my friend a thirty inch length of gold chain to go with it.” The girl did as Amelia asked. “And we have some clothes to ring up but only have his shirts picked out, hold those and these shirts.” Harry put several black, dark blue and dark green shirts on the counter. “We'll be right back.” Amelia took Harry over to some pants, all black, and one pair of shorts, also black.

 

“Uh how much will all this cost?”

 

“Not sure.”

 

“Well I only brought a little over 400 pounds with me so might not be able to afford all this.” Amelia looked like she was going to laugh.

 

“Are you kidding Harry? That is more then enough, although the chain and pendant will probably take a good chunk out of it. Looking good makes you feel good and is there a price on that?” Amelia threw the pants and shorts into Harry's arms going over to another section. “You like silk or cotton better Harry?”

 

“I don't know, what's the difference?”

 

“Oh we have to go with silk then, you'll love them!” Amelia showed Harry a pair of boxers which moved in a way that reminded Harry of his Invisibility Cloak.

 

“Uh ok, sure.” Harry felt his skin warm up as Amelia went through more boxers. Why was he getting embarrassed? She had seen him naked already yet Amelia helping him buy underwear embarrassed him.

 

“Hmm, you already have black shoes so don't need those, but need black socks, and a pair of dark blue socks to go with the blue pants I just saw.” Amelia went over to a shelf and pulled a pair of dark blue pants throwing them into Harry's arms. “You like hats?” Harry shook his head. “Good, your hair is too nice to cover up. You sure you don't want any piercing; you'd look good with a lip ring.” Harry shook his head at this, he didn't not want anything pierced period. “Well take those over to the rest of your stuff and we need to find something for your other wrist.” Harry did as Amelia asked as Amelia went over to another counter.

 

“Well wait I already have something I could wear, I don't usually wear it a lot since it cost a lot.” Harry was thinking of the bracelet he had gotten Hermione, who then gave it back to him when they broke up. He wasn't going to give it back to Hermione since he left the wizarding world.

 

“Really? Then I guess we are…” Amelia stopped in mid-sentence. “Oh Harry look!” Harry looked at what Amelia was pointing at, two gold rings with a sign above it saying `Free piercing with purchase of both rings.' And another sign saying 70 pounds.

 

“I'm not getting anything pierced.”

“Ok but I can get something pierced; this will pay off four nights at my place if you pay for it.” Amelia looked at Harry trying to look as sweet and innocent as possible. “I could get both eyebrows done, or my bottom lip and top lip, or both nostrils, or something else there is two of.” Amelia put her hands together batting her eyes at Harry.

 

“Well if you really want it I guess I could pay for it.” Amelia hopped up and down clapping her hands together.

 

“Kristi ring those up to.” Kristi went over and opened the case getting the rings out.

 

“Steve is in the back, he can pierce you right now, what do you want?” Amelia thought about it for a little bit.

 

“My right eyebrow and my bottom lip.” Kristi nodded and went into the back of the store moments later coming out with a guy Harry assumed was Steve.

 

“So the lass is finally getting something pierced? About time to you always go on about how when you get the money you are going to add ten pounds of gold to your body. Who are you?” Steve looked at Harry.

 

“That's Harry, I'm taking him shopping so he will have some good clothes for tonight and look good enough to hang out with me on my night off.” Amelia grabbed the front of Harry's shirt and pulled him in for a kiss.

 

“Well you said you want your eyebrow and bottom lip down right?” Amelia nodded. “Alright sit there and let me get my tools.” Steve went into the back coming back out with a needle and a bottle with some antiseptic. “Now the eyebrow is easy but the bottom lip is a little tricky, it will hurt and you won't be able to kiss or do other things with it until it heals so if Harry enjoys that part of your bedtime fun you might want to reconsider just getting your other eyebrow done or your nose.” Harry did `enjoy' what Amelia had done with her mouth but didn't really care if Amelia wanted the piercing there she could get it.

 

“How long will it take to heal?”

 

“At least a week, maybe two if you play with it to much.”

 

“Well I could get my other eyebrow done, Harry?”

 

“Go ahead, get what you want pierced, although I do like what you do with your mouth.” Harry wiggled his eyebrows at Amelia getting her to laugh. Harry shook his head, what was he doing? He would never have said something like that before.

 

“Well I guess I can get both eyebrows done instead.” Steve got to work piercing both eyebrows and putting the rings in.

 

“Now just make sure you use antiseptic twice a day and if it gets infected take your ring out and come back here when it heals.” Steve cleaned up his equipment and went back into the back area of the store.

 

“So Harry look hot or what?” Harry really didn't like it but he wasn't about to tell Amelia that.

 

“Looks great, so how much do I owe?” Kristi went over to the cash register and added it all together.

 

“387 pounds, I took the tax off since you bought so much and I know Amelia will be back.” Harry was glad he had duplicated the money twice and taken some of the clothes back, if he hadn't he would have been way to short to afford all this.

 

“Wow cheaper then I thought.” Harry got the money out and handed it to Kristi. “Well this I will need help carrying.” Harry grabbed four bags and Amelia grabbed one. They went out to the car and put the bags in the back seat. “Thanks Amelia, never cared enough about clothes to think about colors, of course most of my clothes came from my cousin so I didn't really have a choice.”

 

“Do we need to go to the bank?” This caught Harry off guard.

 

“What?”

 

“Well you did spend a lot of money so I thought you might need to go to a bank to get some money.”

 

“No I have more with my stuff back at your place.” Whew, how to explain the bank he had his money at had goblins for security guards?

 

“Alright just making sure you have money for tonight, can't give you free drinks no matter how cute you are.” Amelia laughed at her joke driving the rest of the way to her apartment.

 

“Where am I supposed to put everything?” Harry set his bags down as Amelia set the one bag she was carrying down.

 

“Well right here is good enough, no one else lives here so I doubt they will care if you leave the bags here.” Here was a living room kitchen mix, something that had just enough to make it livable.

 

“Alright.” Harry looked at his watch, almost seven o'clock! They had spent close to four hours eating and shopping. “What time do you go to work?”

 

“Well it's not that far away so I usually give myself twenty minutes to get there, park, get inside, and clock in. You don't have to worry about paying a cover charge this time since you're with me you can use the employee entrance.” The time passed as the two had fun until it was time for Amelia to go to work. The two went, Harry had fun and after Amelia said he could dance with other girls Harry had a blast, drinking, dancing, Harry was free.

 

Harry's new life was great, no school, no worry, duplicating money whenever he needed it, and a girlfriend that was ready to have `fun' all the time. Harry did have trouble telling Amelia about his past having to edit parts so she wouldn't know he was a wizard, not that she would believe him if he told her. It had been almost a week and now Amelia had the night off.

 

“So what do you want to do tonight Amelia?”

 

“Well there is a club in downtown called The Bricks, pretty hardcore if you want to go.” Harry wasn't sure, he had just spent five days at The Underground, of course he wasn't dancing with Amelia.

 

“Sure, why not.” Harry was lying on the bed relaxing after a couple more rounds with Amelia who was smoking.

 

“Sure you don't want a fag? You need to get those pinkies black to match your clothes.” Harry turned her down again; he didn't need his `pink' lungs turning black from smoking. “Well how about you take a shower; I'll enjoy this for a little bit longer and join you when I'm done.” Harry went to the bathroom and got in the shower. After a few minutes Harry hadn't been joined by Amelia and got out.

 

“Amelia? What happened?” Harry wrapped a towel around his waist and went out into the bedroom. He saw Amelia with a large gold coin and a pouch, his bottomless pouch. “What the hell are you doing? Amelia dropped the gold coin.

 

“What the fuck are you? You have a bag filled with gold and silver and a fucking trunk! What the fuck is this!” Amelia threw the pouch at Harry. “How the fuck is that possible! That's not, I stuck my whole arm in it but it isn't big enough it can't be, what the fuck!” Amelia was panicking badly.

 

“I can explain, I swear, you won't believe me but I can tell you the truth.” Harry was caught, what could he do? He couldn't tell her he was a wizard, but he did have proof he was, but what would she do when he told her?

 

“Explain what! That is fucking impossible, that bag should weigh hundreds of kilos but it is light, that's not possible, those coins are heavy!” Amelia grabbed her chest breathing heavily.

 

“I can explain it, I can use magic.” Harry went and got his pouch taking his wand out. “Watch.” Harry waved his wand and turned a cup into a mouse and back again. “I can do magic, and those gold coins are wizard money, there is a whole society of wizards and witches living all over the world.”

 

“What the fuck are you taking me for Harry? Is that even your name? How the fuck can you be a wizard, they don't exist, that's just fairy tales…” Amelia sat down on the bed trying to calm down.

 

“I am a wizard, and we do exist. My family wasn't killed by the IRA but by dark wizards called Death Eaters, my private school is a school for wizards and witches, and I've been running away from that. I've been lying to you all this time, I'm not even 21, hell I can't even get a drivers license yet. I used magic to make my ID and my muggle money.” Amelia stared at Harry. “Muggle, people who can't do magic. I'm fifteen, not 21, I am a wizard, I'm sorry I didn't tell you but I couldn't, I'm not allowed to tell Muggles I'm a wizard.”

 

“Why?” The first Sentence without the F word, Harry was making progress, he hoped.

 

“It's against the law; we have our own Ministry that makes laws we have to follow. I have been breaking a lot of them though, like underage magic, duplicating money, countless others. I'm so sorry Amelia I shouldn't have done this to you, I should have stayed at the motel, please don't be mad at me.” Amelia stood up and walked over to Harry.

 

“You're fifteen? You're only fifteen? You're just a little kid and I've let you touch me? You've been lying to me all this time? You used me to get away from some secret world? Fuck you!” Amelia kicked Harry in the stomach then in the face when he kneeled down. “I let you use me thinking you were rich and would be able to take care of me and yet you are just some little brat, fuck you!” She kicked Harry a couple more times. “I'm not on the pill, I wanted you to knock me up thinking you were rich and here you are 15 years old!” She grabbed Harry by the back of the head and stared in his eyes. “Take your crazy ass shit and leave! I never want to see you again damn it, you little fucking kid!” She kicked Harry again before storming out of the apartment. Harry lay on the floor bleeding for a minute before getting up. Harry took his bottomless pouch and put the clothes he had bought with Amelia, the chain and pendant, and other things he had bought in it. He got his wallet out and looked at the money inside, duplicated it several times and took it out.

 

“Sorry Amelia.” He put the over 8,000 pounds on a dresser and left.