| The Whole World Is Against Me | |||||||
| Chapter 2 | |||||||
| �Be on time tonight, Potter!� the owner of the whorehouse yelled as he left with one of his friends
�Yes Ma�am.� He called back, but not really taking any notice. �See ya tonight, Harry,� His friend said, laughing slightly. �Yeah cya,� Harry split up from his friends and wandered off down the street to try and find something to eat. He had managed to get �63 out of the nights work and he needed to find some food for the two of them and he hoped to find a cheap set of cloths for is Daughter, Elisabeth. Lizzy was now 4 years old and it was becoming harder for him to work at night. She had walked in on him a few nights before, when he was with a �client� and he had spent 2 hours trying to calm her down. She had attacked the man for, �hurting,� her Daddy and had nearly gotten him fired, but the man he had been with, happened to like children and had agreed to wait while Harry saw to her and had even helped a bit. He had been lucky that time. It was still early in the morning, around 5am, so he wandered around for awhile making sure he moved away from the rougher side of town. Took the underground to a friendlier side of London and took Lizzy to a Park that she like and let her play for awhile. A few hours later, parents started to arrive with their children to play and Harry decided it was time to leave. He called for Lizzy to come back. �No.� she retorted. �Come on we need to go get some food, and we both need some new cloths.� �Please Daddy, just a few more minutes.� �Ok, but only a few more minutes.� Harry walked back over to a tree close to the playground and sat under its shade. He unconsciously pulled his old coat around his old cloths. It had been awhile since he brought new ones and he had been saving up for them. He would need them in the winter which started in a few months. �Your daughter is looking as lovely as ever.� Harry turned towards the voice to find a familiar face. �Hey Mrs K� �How are you today, Harry?� �Not to bad, you?� �I�m very well, thank you.� Harry had met Mrs K two years before. He had been trying to steal some food from her house, but she had caught him. However Mrs K was one of those few people who wanted to help people less fortunate then herself, and had invited him in, for some food. Lizzy had been two at the time. The same age, as Mrs K�s son, Alex. The two kids seemed to enjoy each others company so they had decided to meet up occasionally at the park, where the children were now playing. �How�s Lizzy going, is she over that flu she had a few weeks ago?� �Yeah, took me a week to pay back my friends for the medication for her.� �I told you all, you need to do is ask.� �And I�ve told you I don�t want charity.� �I know, I know. Well in any case I�m glad she�s feeling better.� �Me too.� They sat in silence for a few minutes watching their children. �Oh well, I need to go. Lizzy needs some new cloths and I need some sleep.� Harry got up from his spot on the grass and called out to Lizzy that they were going. �Harry, why don�t you leave Lizzy with me? I�ll take her to get some cloths and you can get some sleep. You are obviously asleep on your feet.� �No, I couldn�t ask you to do that. I�� �Nonsense Harry, go get some breakfast and I�ll meet you here at 3 o�clock. How�s that sound?� Although Harry had known Mrs K for a few years now, he had never left Lizzy alone with the woman. When ever he left his daughter it was only when he was in the next room �working� at the whorehouse. He had never left her alone for more then an hour since she was born, barring when the ministry had confiscated her at the hospital. But he trusted this woman, in truth she reminded him of Molly Weasley. �Alright, you probably have a better fashion sense then me anyway, but let�s get some breakfast first.� �Deal, Alex! Lizzy! Come on we�re going to get some breakfast.� She called across the park, and both children ran over to meet them. �One day, you are going to have to tell me how you do that.� Harry complained at her control over the toddlers. �It�s a mother�s touch, darling. You know you never did tell me what happened to Lizzy�s mother.� Harry paused for a moment, using the motion of picking up his daughter to stall his answer. �She� she died in child birth.� Harry lied. He hated to lie to the woman who was his only friend but what could he say? Oh I�m the mother? As if the woman would believe him. Male Pregnancy was unheard of in the Muggle world. She wouldn�t understand. |
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