Kapitel 11: 11
Chapter 11
Someone To Turn To
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Harry's eyes widened as he watched two policemen get out of the car and come toward him. He was scared. He hadn't ever got into this kind of trouble before, even when he was with the Raiders.
One of the policemen held his arms behind hid back and the other placed hand cuffs around his wrists. Once the cuffs were completely locked, Harry was dragged over to the police car and thrown in. The two policemen got in and began to drive away.
"I've never seen you before you must be new at this. So many kids getting into trouble these days." said one of the policemen "My name is Bob and this is Malcolm"
"My name is Harry Potter, nice to meet you"
"Such a nice boy, you definitely don't act like a fugitive"
"I'm not exactly a bad kid. My godfather and I aren't exactly on excellent terms right now. We got into a fight this afternoon and I kind of lost it"
"That's tough, I went through the same thing with my father. My mother died when I was four and I was forced to live with him. He used to have a drinking problem and never treated me very well. We got into a fight and when I was 16 he kicked me out of the house. I went to live with a friend who was trying to become a policeman. We went to school together and now we're both policemen. My father actually helped me in a way. What happened to your real parents?"
"They died when I was a baby. They...um, got hit by a drunk driver"
"Poor child. So you went to go live with your godfather?"
"No, I went to live with my Aunt Petunia and my Uncle Vernon. They treated me like crap and my godfather had to get me out. I almost died there. I thought my godfather was different but he's just like them"
"I'm sure that he isn't. If he saved you from a horrible family and took you into his home then he must love you. Whatever happened was probably just an accident"
"I hope so"
Harry and Bob got deep in conversation until they got to the prison. Harry had decided that Bob was somebody that he could trust.
When they got to the police station Malcolm ran off somewhere and Bob was left to bring Harry inside. Bob didn't have to drag him in because he knew he wouldn't run away. He simply put a hand on his shoulder an they walked in together.
Bob led Harry to a large desk where the head sheriff sat. Harry was suddenly scared.
"So what is he in for?" asked the sheriff
"He beat up a boy in the street"
The sheriff flipped through the book that had been sitting on his desk. He muttered something and then closed the book.
"That's a violation of rule 999. We'll have to call your guardian to come bail you out. You'll have to stay in a cell until he arrives. I never want to see you here again, do I make myself clear"
"Yes Sir, never again"
"That's a good boy. Now, I need the name and number of your guardian"
Bob removed his handcuffs. The sheriff handed Harry a sheet with spaces to write Sirius' name and number. Harry was glad that Sirius had a phone, unlike most wizards. If he didn't the sheriff would be suspicious.
He quickly scribbled down Sirius' name and number. He handed his sheet back to the sheriff. He read the paper for a moment and nodded.
"Thank you. Now Bob, take Mr...what your name?"
"Harry Potter"
"Yes I'll have to take that down. Take Mr. Potter to his cell. Number 9 is free"
Bob led his to one of the prison cells. He motioned for Harry to sit on the bench attached to the wall. Harry sat down, put his face into his hand and burst into tears. Bob kneeled down next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry Harry, everything's gonna be okay"
"I'm just not used to this, Sirius is gonna be so mad. He's gonna beat me just like Uncle Vernon used to. How could I have been so stupid!"
"Everybody makes mistakes"
"I know but I can't control myself anymore. I keep on doing stupid things and losing control of my anger. I just want it all to end and become my old self again"
"Why don't you have a long talk with your godfather, maybe he can help you."
"Because I'm scared. He keeps on yelling at me and won't listen to anything I have to say. I hate admitting it but I'm afraid of him. We used to be really close but now we're drifting apart"
"Talk to him, trust me. If you avoid him you'll just continue to be afraid of him. When I was mad at my father I would talk to him and that helped our relationship. But still he continued to get drunk. But your godfather isn't a drunk, you have a chance"
"I guess. Thank you, you're a great person to talk to"
"No problem! Here's my card if you ever want to talk"
Bob handed Harry a white card and left his cell. Harry was still frightened about what would happen when Sirius arrived.
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