Samsonite: I’m Soooooooooooooooo HAPPY! ~does happy dance~
Dominic: She’s … happy ‘cuz So Complicated gets to continue. Yay…. ~says with lack of enthusiasm~
Samsonite: MEAN!!! Anyway, to yaoi-fied, THANX YOU!!! My first reviewer! I luv you now… ~huggles~ ^.^ But this isn’t mary-sue. I just couldn’t think up a name (I wrote the first chap. At 3am. Gimme a break!) therefore, I used my old nicknames from school….. Which is weird ‘cuz my real name is Kida. >_> But I digress, Sami and I are different. She’s sorta like my alter ego. Samsonite and Sami just kept with me since pre-K and, well, I’m lazy and tired of correcting people! So if anyone wants me to change her name to something else tell me and give me some ideas ‘cuz I suck at names. >_< Just look at what I named my story muse…
Dominic: HEY!!
Samsonite: Sorry. Also to thrnbrooke, I’m glad you’re interested! And I won’t answer your question for it would spoil the story! And to paigeey07, glad you’re interested too! Here’s more! Lilith sorry I confused you, even if it isn’t hard, and more knowledge for you! ^_^ Last but not least, rin231, I’m glad I got your attention! Now I have to hold it. ~grins~
Dominic: On. With. It!!
Samsonite: Okay! Here’s the 2nd Chap. of So Complicated. Enjoy! ^.^


Disclaimer: I don’t own anything J.K.R. does unless….. ~buys plane ticket, tightrope wire, and balloons~ Anyways I only own me! ….Okay I don’t even own myself but that’s not my fault!

Summary: Who’s the new Defense Against the Dark Arts (DADA) and 6th year Potions teacher? What dark secrets does she hide? How does she know Draco Malfoy? And how the bloody hell does Harry Potter get involved in all this?!

Warnings: This fanfic IS slash people!!! So if you don’t like don’t read! The rating has gone up since I don‘t think this qualifies as “T” anymore. Abuses, adult language, SLASH, and that’s it for now.… I think.
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Chapter 2: Leaving Once Again (part 1)


‘Two more hours. Just two more ‘til I get to leave this hell hole!’ thought a young man with unruly black locks and unbelievably bight jade eyes.

Not that you could see his eyes since the only light in the room came from a crack under the small door. Said light came from the barely rising sun, so pretty much it was pitch black in the small, dusty, insect infested, cupboard under the stairs.

Harry sighed; he hated coming back to Privet Drive every summer. Over the years, the treatment from the Dursleys’ has gotten better… and worse. Uncle Vernon was still as mean and fat as ever except for he’s now more violent and abusive then before 4th year. Aunt Petunia was still a grouchy old woman but simply ignored Harry’s existence.

However the biggest and weirdest, in Harry’s opinion, was in Dudley. His actions towards Harry did an Ollie (A/N: Skateboard reference; can’t help it. ^.^ ;;) and now he was secretly helping Harry whenever he can. Of course, at the beginning he was suspicious as to why Dudley helped him.

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“Boy! Boy get your lazy arse over here!!” Vernon yelled from the kitchen.

‘What did I do now?’ Harry silently asked himself as he got up from the freshly vacuumed, living room floor.

Walking through the doorway that led to the kitchen Harry winced as a fist collided with his abdomen. He fell to the floor gasping for air while holding his stomach in pain.

“We took you in and this how you repay us!?!!” Uncle Vernon made a slight hand motion the breadbox and Harry’s eyes widened as he realized what Vernon had meant.

Last night Harry snuck out of the cupboard to get something to eat since the last meal he ate was about a week ago. He took some bread out of the breadbox and some butter out of the fridge figuring no one would notice. He was wrong.

‘Shit. Shit! Shit! SHIT! I’m dead.’ he thought as Vernon raised his meaty hand to strike him again.

“I took the bread and butter, Dad. Sorry,” a voice said from the doorway leading in from the patio.

Vernon stopped his hand just before it smashed into Harry’s temple. Both Harry and Vernon turned to see who had said that. And saw Dudley walking across the room towards them.

“I got hungry last night and came down for a snack. I didn’t mean to for it to be a federal offense or anything.” Dudley went over to the breadbox and took a piece of rye bread out. He started nibbling on it while waiting for his father’s reply.

“You took the bread?” Vernon asked and received a nod from Dudley, who was still nibbling on his bread.

After that Vernon put his fist down and straightened up. Then, started making his way to the doorway to the living room to watch the telly.

‘I’m saved! I’m not dead! I--’ Harry’s little happy rant was interrupted by Uncle Vernon’s parting words.

“You’re lucky boy; but you’re not out of the woods yet. Mess up again and it will be your last mistake in this house.” Vernon disappeared from sight, past the doorway.

“You okay, Harry?” Dudley asked from Harry’s left side.

‘When did he get here? And more importantly WHY is he helping me?!’ Harry wondered as Dudley helped him up and into the kitchen chair.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Why did you help me?” he asked meekly as Dudley checked him over for injuries.

“I got tired. That’s all.” he smiled and left the room. Leaving Harry to his thoughts.

‘Tired? What did he mean by that?’ Harry couldn’t think of what the underlying meaning meant at the time but he would soon find out.

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However, two years of helping him with injuries, work, and nourishment Harry started trusting Dudley’s new change in attitude. Now they conversed with sibling-like casualty but only in secret. If Aunt Petunia ever found out Dudley would be in trouble and Harry waist deep in cow shit (manure). They didn’t even want to THINK about what Vernon would do to them if he ever found out. So they kept their new found “relationship” (A/N: NOT INCEST!!!!) a secret and acted “normally” around Vernon and Petunia.

Harry was so deeply lost in his thoughts that he didn’t hear the slight rapping at his cupboard door.

“Harry? Harry!” called a rasping voice from outside the door. Harry went to open it, after recognizing the familiar voice.

“What is it Dudley?” he asked, also in a rasping voice so not to be heard by unwanted ears.

“Came to wish you a happy birthday, mate. And to give you this before you left.” Dudley replied with a smile. He also pulled a small chocolate cupcake with a lit red-striped candle on top.

Looking at the clock, Harry realized that it had been two hours since he last checked. ‘Wow, I really must have been out of it if I let two hours pass me like that.’ Harry mused.

“Thanks, mate.” Harry gave his own little smile as he accepted the offered cupcake.

“Make a wish and blow out the candle.”

‘Wish. Wish. Wish. I don’t know. Umm….. WAIT! I got it!’ with his wish firmly in mind, Harry blew out his candle and hoped his wish would come true.

“C’mon now. You hav’ta get ready to go.” Dudley said as he got up and dusted himself off.

“Right. I’ll see you next summer Dudley.” Harry said while getting his things together and packed.

“Don’t forget to write. You know how Dad loves those owls.” they both chuckled lightly at those fun memories.

“Yea…. I’ll write when you learn how to read.” Harry teased as he pulled out his trunk from the cupboard under the stairs.

“Very funny, smartass. I know how to read…. I just choose not to.” Dudley grinned. Everyone thought he was stupid and had dyslexia when, in reality, he was very sharp and quite intelligent. He just figured that if everyone believed he was dumb as a post, why disappoint them?

“You know me: Mr. Funny; always there to make ‘em laugh.” Harry grinned right back at him while wearing a clean set of clothes. He was wearing a simple black T-shirt with denim jeans and a pair of old faded-white trainers. He looked hot; his Quidditch acquired muscles and garden-work induced tan giving him the ’I’m-hot-but-I-don’t-know-I’m-hot-date-rape-me’ (A/N: Poor Harry! He’s too hot for his own good! ~plots rape~ (=< ) look.

“See ya, Harry.” Dudley said as Harry dragged his trunk, making sure not to wake anyone, to the front door where Ron was supposed to meet him.

“Bye.” was all he said as he opened the door and sure enough there was Ron, waiting for him…. in his father’s flying car.

‘Not again’ Harry mentally groaned at seeing the sky blue, beat-up, hovering car.

“Hey Harry!” Ron yelled while waving through the window.

Harry gave one last look back at the house to see Dudley in the window, waving him off. Smiling and giving a small wave, Harry loaded up his stuff in the back of the car. Then, he took his seat in the passengers’ side next to Ron.

“This isn’t going to be a repeat of 2nd year, is it?” Harry asked, looking very wary as the car started to take off.

Grinning, Ron just replied, “We could only hope.” before speeding off into the rising Sun; with the invisibility shield on.

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Kida: Okay people, I’m gonna be using my state-giving name instead of my nicknames so no one gets confused anymore with me and Sami (the character) being the same person.
Dominic: Kida… ~sniggers~
Kida: It ain’t THAT funny! And I’m officially putting my stories on aff.net before anywhere else! ^.^
Dominic: Perverts ‘R’ us central.
Kida: Yeeep! Got a problem with it? ~quirks eyebrow~
Dominic: Yes, yes I do. First of all, this is pathetic! You’re sick and about to have surgery and you’re writing porn!
Kida: 1) my surgery is awhile away and 2) its pre-porn.
Dominic: Whatever! It’s not even straight pre-porn it yaoi! ~says with distaste~
Kida: What’s WRONG with yaoi!!
Dominic: It’s DISGUSTING!
Kida: ~gasp~ =O You shouldn’t of said that.
Dominic: Why?
GET HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dominic: Huh? AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~hoard of angry yaoi fan girls chase Dominic…. With sharp objects~
Kida: You NEVER insult yaoi. It’s a basic rule. I’m gonna join in the chase but before I do…~grins~ Review, flame, or whatev. Until then….. Ja ne! ~joins in the hoard~ YOU’LL PAY DOMINIC!!!!!

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