Chapter two ;3
As Harry was walking to the park he saw a weird figure in the shadows and some little… animal? Was that a kitten or a panda? No one had taught him better so he walked over to see what it was. When he reached the little critter he saw it looked hurt and was sleeping. So obviously he picked it up to help it. It was too dark to tell anything so he decided to take it to the park and then he could take care of it there and probably identify it. As he walked off he felt something and twisted to see what it was, but could see nothing so he continued on his way. Little did he know there something there, Death. Today death was following it's master invisibly, death had gotten couple of years off to watch it's master.
Death had brought a raccoon that was seriously hurt and had no one right now, soon it would. Death knew its little master would take good care of it. He even checked with Sorcerer Supreme, he would have checked with the fates but they were annoying. All they did was spit out riddles and shit. Back to his adorable little master, they were still quiet far from the park.
So while they continued to walk death started reminiscing about how it's master became its master. The first time Harry died aka when Voldemort killed him it was most definitely fate because everything blew up in pretty rainbows. Since then death has seen Harry 4 times and loved him more each time. Those rainbows are still one of deaths favorite things in all of it's eons of life. <3 obviously not including Harry.
Harry finally reached the park with a reminiscent death not far behind, not that Harry knew. The creature seemed to be waking up, it looks like a raccoon? “Oh, it's a raccoon! Omg did I steal a raccoon from its family?!?! Oh god, should I bring it back!!? Crap! But it’s winter and the little dude looks seriously malnourished… How long was the last time it ate!??!! Oh goodness, let me look up to see if there are any spells or something to help.”(Harry’s whispering So u know:0)
Death stops reminiscing when it hears it's master's panicked whispers. Its master is so dumb but in a cute way. Like stressing out about a raccoon! Why would a raccoon stay with a human unless in desperate need of help? Obviously, a raccoon didn’t, but Death was just carrying out the raccoons family’s wish. Death rolls it's eyes though no one can see them. Death decides after a minute or two of pathetic attempts to help deaths small master, so it flips to page 67 of the book about easy warming charms. After Harry performs the perfect warming charm with a little help from death, the entity changes the book to page 1039 a simple healing charm.
After Harry somehow gets to the right page he chants the warning charm and amazingly it works even though he has no wand… Maybe his mom was exaggerating how hard wandless magic was. Or this charm was really simple and made for wandless magic? That’s probably it. The book flipped to page 1039, he would have never found that. These books are amazing, being able to find exactly what you’re looking for that’s cool! God if only that was on everything!!!! Shit not a good time to get distracted, Harry thinks as he starts reading and trying to perform the charm. Amazing it works again! The little guy looks much better now!!
Three hours later
Wednesday 24 February 3:07 A.M. 2005
Harry runs as fast as he can to the Dusleys!!! He’s going to actually do it! HE'S BEEN THINKING ABOUT IT FOR SO LONG BUT HE'S GOING TO!!! HE'S REALLY GOING TO!!!! Omg, he’s going to run away. He’s almost squealing right now! He stops outside the Dusleys to catch his breath, wouldn’t want to be caught! He slowly heads inside with the raccoon in his pocket… He hurries to grab a bag, anything that will keep him and the little raccoon warm, some food for him, and the raccoon. Mostly filling items that won’t be missed in the house.
Harry was as quiet as possible, so as not to wake the Dursleys, when he got out of the house again he booked it. Some of the neighbors were stirring strangely. Actually, it seemed to just be Ms. Fig, that’s strange. Harry kept thinking of why she would be stirring when he was running away when she basically sleeps all the time. It was probably nothing but just in case Harry started to blend into the shadows and almost disappeared. Harry saw small glint of a gun in his left eye and booked it. Hoping he miss saw.
After he was far away he relaxed. Harry had grabbed some of the Dusley's money. He’s been taking small amounts of money lying around for years. He has around 100€ from just stuff on the couch or taking a dollar or two from uncle Vernon’s wallet. He doesn't even want to imagine if the Dusleys found out he was taking money. Luckily they never will, BECAUSE HE WAS LEAVING FOR GOOD!!! ekkkkk!!!! No, he did not just ekk :( stop saying he ekked he didn’t…
Before Harry got onto the train he made the executive decision to get some food. He was going quite far on the train and eating cold soup is a little awkward! Plus the raccoon would probably be hungry when it got up.
Seven Months later :)
Harry’s life has been so amazing after he left the Dursley's! He got over 15 towns away and lives in the woods no way the Dursley’s would even look, but just incase he’s probably good! His little raccoon buddy now named Rowan.(Personally Harry wanted to name it rowrow but they were not ok with that.) Rowan was still slightly gender less because Harry doesn’t really want to ask. But Rowan seems ok with that, if not happier like that! Usually, the pronouns Harry uses for Rowan are they/them but since rowan doesn't mind it could really be anything (so she/her he/him it/its neo pronouns whatever!). Rowan is also apparently almost five but he was so small when Harry found him he doesn’t really believe it.
Their current schedule was to get up let Rowan out of the house they found in the out skirts of the town, read about magic and about regular stuff kids his age should be doing if he was at school, make food, go on a little trip to find some decor in the woods or something that can be transfigured. Yesterday he found a vase for his table today he was hoping to find some pretty flowers.
In the small home there had already been a bed frame and blankets, somehow a nice mattress the perfect size for their new small house. Just the other day some food and more blankets showed up. Harry had been practicing his magic so his little home had running water and a kitchen, bathroom, and table with chairs, it would probably have more when he got a bit better at transfiguration magic. They haven’t had to go anywhere if they didn’t want to, a very big change in pace for Harry. Rowan seemed to be doing well. This small home felt more like a home than the Dursley’s ever had which isn’t surprising.
A strange thing has been happening though… Rowan can talk, human language. Or maybe Harry can just talk to raccoons? Or both? Maybe it comes with being a wizard but his mom didn’t wright it down because everyone knows? That seemed pretty reasonable! “Harry!” “ what is it Rowan?”. “Theres Somebody/’s here!”