Harry Potter and the Other World

Author: James the Lesser/Bunny Man

I do not own these characters, this is not approved by J.K. Rowling, and this is my own work,

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Once again like with Dark Messenger I am going through my old work and fixing it. Finished Dark Messenger and am now starting on Other World. With the holidays coming up this may be the only update done until the New Year. I might be able to get a second one in depending on work and family schedule.

Chapter 1: Escape

Harry wasn't sure what he had been thinking at first. Maybe he hadn't been thinking at all. He planned for this for a week but now he was actually doing it.

He was now free away from the wizarding world. He had cast a concealing spell he read about so he could do magic without being detected by the Ministry. He had put everything in his bottomless pouch and had sent Hedwig to Hagrid to be taken care of. Now that he was in the other world, the Muggle World, he had no idea what to do.

It was strange for him. People didn't look at him. They didn't see his scar and get awed at seeing him. They just walked past him. They didn't care about him at all.

The stores didn't sell wands or owls. He could get a watch or a book that didn't involve goblins and potions. There were no weird creatures walking down the side walk. The weirdest thing he might see was a dog with dyed pink hair.

Harry walked down the streets freely knowing that here he wasn't the Famous Harry Potter but some kid on the sidewalk. He wasn't a target here he was a nuisance. But he was hungry and he would probably need somewhere to stay unless he planned on sleeping outside which he didn't want to do.

Ducking into an alley Harry got his wand out. "Uh what was the spell? I know wizard money has special spells so a wizard can't make their own but what about Muggle money? I should have kept the book out." Harry tried to imagine a wallet full of pounds and quids. He got this thought and kept it in his head until he could almost smell the leather from the wallet. "Creato Pounds". Nothing, Harry tried several other words he thought might be money spells.

He goes in to his bottomless pouch and finds a piece of parchment. "Oh, duh." He casts the spell and muggle money appears. "Well I have money. Now I just need to find a place to stay." Harry had only been in the Muggle world rarely and had no idea what to do. The Dursley's kept him under lock and key most of his life.

He walked around for awhile before finding a place that said "Cheap Beds, Cheap Rooms, Ask Inside." Harry went in. "What you looking for kid?" The man up front was reading a newspaper.

"A room. I need one and I'm not sure for how long." Harry looked around the place. It was quite dirty but he didn't care.

"You eighteen?" Harry hadn't thought about this, he was only 15, but he had no ID to say this.

"Yeah of course I'm eighteen." Harry lied. Apparently either the guy believed him or just didn't care as he held his hand out.

"Alright its 30 pound a night. Leave by 10am or pay for another night. Uh, let's see." The guy looked over a wall with a lot of keys hanging down. "Here take Room 17. If you don't like it tough." Harry took the key and handed the guy 90 pounds before walking into the hallway finding Room 17.

Opening the door he found a single sized bed with a tray next to it and another door leading to a small bathroom with a shower stall.

Harry went over to the bed and found the mattress was hard and lumpy when he laid down. "Well I guess this is a good deal." Harry got off the bed and took his bottomless pouch off.

Getting his trunk out Harry got out some clothes and got clean clothes ready. Taking a shower Harry got out and changed into the clean clothes. His stomach started to grumble. "I need food. How much money do I have left?" Harry got out the wallet and found 160 pounds left. "Well now I just need to duplicate it." Harry got his wand out and duplicated the money twice. "I might need an ID. How the hell do I make that? I didn't think to look that up."

He goes through the trunk and finds a book about conjuring muggle items. He sees a few spells that might work but he had to know what an ID looked like. Harry decided it was more important to get something to eat before making an ID or trying to make an ID.

When Harry passed the guy in the front he set his Newspaper down and grunted at Harry. "Leaving already? You get what you pay for no refunds."

"I am going out to get something to eat I'm not leaving." Harry left and went out onto the street figuring out where to go. Walking around for a few minutes he decided on a small diner and went in.

"Smoking or non smoking?" A woman chewing gum and wearing a uniform 'greeted' Harry.

"Uh, it doesn't matter." The woman led him over to a table that must have been in the smoking section since it had a haze floating around it.

"Do you want something to drink long as I'm here?" Harry nodded and ordered water. "Alright I'll be back when I get back with your water. The menu is already on the table so figure out what you want." The woman walked away.

Harry went over the menu and decided on the burger and salad before the waitress got back. With time on his hands Harry looked around at the people eating looking at the clothes trying to figure out what he would buy.

He was now in the Muggle World. He could use magic to make all the muggle money he would need. He had planned for this during the last week of school.

He read the right books and learned how to cover up the magic he cast from the Ministry. It was highly illegal but he had left the wizarding world. He didn't care about the laws.

He was tired of wearing old clothes mainly from Dudley's closet. He could buy new clothes if he wanted. But what did muggle teens wear?

He saw a group of teens sitting together talking about some new band and Harry figured he could try to talk to them. He would at least try and see one of their IDs.

"Hey I was wondering if any of you have an ID." Harry felt weird talking to these teens who would laugh if he told them he was a wizard instead of ask him for an autograph being The Famous Harry Potter.

"Are you kidding? If you want us to buy you something just gives us the money and we will get it." Two of the teens laughed high fiving each other.

"No I just want to see one of your IDs." Harry understood it sounded stupid but what did he care? He didn't know these people.

"What the hell do you want with an ID? Go get your own." Harry just needed to see an ID so he could make one of his own. Reaching into his pocket he got out ten pounds.

"I'll give you ten pounds to just show me your ID. I know it sounds stupid and it is but I just want to see an ID." The closest teen grabbed the ten pounds out of Harry's hands and got out their ID.

"There weirdo look at it." Harry looked at the ID for a few seconds then gave it back.

"Thanks." Harry walked back to the table ignoring the laughing and snickering coming from the table of teens. Harry sat down and waited for the waitress for a few more minutes when she finally came with a glass of water.

"So what do you want kid?" Harry told her and she left him alone at the table again.

Harry drank from his water thinking of what to do. He had left the wizarding world behind. He was now in a new world. The Muggle world. He had made sure he couldn't be found by magic after using several spells he learned from books to cover his magical signature and make it impossible to be found by Owl. "What the hell are you thinking? You don't belong here kid. You should go back to your world."

"Go away."

"I won't. Sorry but I have avid interest in you. Just make sure sure you have an ID before you go back to the motel for your things." The voice wasn't going away.

"Shut up I don't care what you think I should do."

"I am warning you. I always do and maybe this time you will listen to me."

"You said a dangerous wizard was coming and it was Sirius."

"He is a dangerous wizard. Just not to you."

"But he's dangerous to you?" The voice didn't respond. Harry finished his glass of water and planned on what to do next.

A few minutes later the waitress came back with his burger and salad. "Here's your bill. Pay when you are done." Harry tore into his food finishing it quickly and paying his bill. He was going to leave a tip but the waitress was nothing like the other one he dealt with at the restaurant that he went to with Hermione.

Leaving the restaurant Harry went into an alley and got the wallet out. Harry pictured the ID he had just seen changing a few things in his mind. He tried a spell and it didn't work. He tried another and it didn't work.

He kept this up until he heard a popping noise. Opening his eyes he saw an ID with his picture and a few added things like age and address. "No wonder those books were kept in the Restricted Section." If it weren't for the Invisibility Cloak he'd never have had the chance to take the book.

Going back to his motel room he walked in planning on going to his room when a large woman stopped him. "He's here! Now my husband let you stay here but I can't unless you are at least eighteen and you sure don't look eighteen. Where's your ID kid?" The voice had given him good advice.

"Right here ma'am and thanks for the compliment." Harry got his new ID out and showed the large woman.

"Twenty One? You sure don't look it." The woman handed the ID back to Harry who stuck it back into his pocket.

"Like I said thanks for the compliment. If that's it can I go to my room?" The woman let him go.

Harry went to his room wondering what to do now. There wasn't even a TV in his room. Lying down on the bed Harry tried to think of what to do now. "Go back now! You don't belong here you belong at home in the wizarding world!" The voice was back.

"You belong there not me."

"Didn't I tell you to have an ID ready? If I hadn't they may have called the police."

"I would have left. No one is looking for me here."

"Is that what you think? Do you really thing you can just walk away from the train station? They are all looking for you."

"Like who?"

"Both sides."

"What ever. They won't find me." Harry ignores the voice.

Harry got up and did some push ups, sit ups, and stretches to occupy his time. "There is nothing to do!" Harry took another shower since he had gotten sweaty from working out and needed to put on clean clothes.

Getting out Harry still had nothing to do. "Go Home! Do it now!" "Shut up! I'm not going home I don't even know where it is." Harry had changed into old clothes and decided he had time to kill so he should go out and buy new clothes.

Going out into the city Harry went into a few stores buying whatever he wanted. He felt free now buying what he wanted to wear just like in Diagon Alley when he got to buy his own Dress Robes instead of having hand me downs. If he wanted that black shirt instead of the red one? He could get it. Red socks instead of white socks? Why not he had the money for it.

Walking back to his motel he had bags full of shirts, jeans, two pair of shoes, and a new gold watch. Getting to his motel room Harry put his new clothes into separate piles on the floor and wondered what he should wear for that night.

Harry passed a few bars and a couple clubs when he was walking around and wanted to go to one or two that night and use his new ID.

Choosing on black pants with a black shirt Harry sat on his bed wondering what to do until night came. "Go home damn it you don't want to go out tonight you want to go home! If you were home you would have Hermione and her parents to talk to instead of just me." "Shut up damn it! I have no home to go to." Harry got his wallet out and duplicated the money again making sure he would have enough money for the night. "You realize the Ministry will have your head for this. Making Muggle money is an offense they take seriously."

Harry was getting annoyed that the voice was even worse than being alone. "Go away I don't care what the Ministry will do. I am not in the wizarding world anymore."

"It isn't like leaving the country Harry. You go to another country the laws of the old country don't apply. But the Wizarding world has no borders."

"I made the border." Harry lays down on his bed and fell asleep. Anything to get away from the voice.

Two hours later Harry woke up from a dreamless sleep. Looking outside he saw it was dark out. "Finally it's time to have fun." Harry had no idea what he was doing. He had never been to a club. He could barely dance with Hermione and now he was planning on going to some club.

Harry left and walked the streets getting to the club he had in mind, The Underground. "Got your ID?" A large black man at the door asked Harry. Harry got his ID out and showed it to the man. "This fake?"

Harry nearly choked on his tongue when the man asked him that. "No and even if it was I wouldn't say yes I faked it." The man handed Harry his ID back and let him in. Getting inside Harry saw a cute woman behind a counter wearing all black.

"Cover fee is twenty pounds." Harry handed her the money and went through another set of doors. Inside he saw a large dance floor. A few tables with chairs and a long bar with chairs. A bunch of lights hanging from the ceiling and on the walls. So far there were only a few people dancing and the music was relatively quiet. Harry didn't feel like sitting at a table alone so went up to the bar.

"Want something to drink?" Another cute girl dressed in all black handed a glass to Harry and then pointed to the wall behind her with different kinds of bottles.

"Uh," Harry never drank before and wasn't sure what to ask for. "What's your weakest stuff?" The girl laughed and grabbed a large bottle pouring the liquid in.

"Not much of a drinker are you? You came early though place doesn't pick up until around midnight." Harry took a sip of his drink and made a face. "What is this your first time drinking? You need something smoother than that stuff." The girl took the drink away and gave Harry a new one. "It's a little stronger but won't have as much bite to it. You just turn 21 or something?" Harry shook his head. His ID said he had turned 21 two months ago.

"I just never got around to drinking. The private school I go to doesn't allow it." Harry did tell her the truth. Hogwarts was a private school and it didn't allow drinking.

"Oh. You just get home from school for the summer? I use to go to school but it was so expensive my family couldn't afford it. Of course I got a great job now." She smiled at Harry and went to another customer leaving Harry alone.

Harry took a sip from his new drink, the girl was right and found it didn't have the bite the first drink had but did burn a little going down.

Finishing his first Drink Harry felt a little better. The two hour nap helped Harry feel awake and the alcohol made him feel warm even though it was already warm in the club. "Need a refill Mister?"

"Harry, and yes I could use a refill. How much do I owe right now?" The girl filled up Harry's glass.

"Well I didn't add that first drink and this stuff is four pounds a glass, so you owe eight pounds Harry, I'm Amelia by the way." Harry knew he had more than enough; he could drink ten glasses and not spend half the money he duplicated. Ha

"What time is it?" Harry didn't have a clock in his motel room and he hadn't set his watch yet.

"10:12." She sees his watch. "Wow nice watch."

Harry set his watch to the correct time. "Thanks. I just got it to today."

Amelia continues studying the watch. "Is that real gold?"

"Yeah. I had to stop myself from buying the platinum watch." Harry wanted it so badly but he didn't really need it. The gold watch was cheaper not that Muggle money was a problem. "There was another nice watch with diamonds but it was too sparkly for me."

"Wow your parents must be rich to send you to private school and to be able to afford such nice things." Amelia kept looking at Harry's watch.

"They aren't wealthy. They were killed when I was young." Harry noticed Amelia in more than customer bartender way looking over her body as he worked on his second drink.

"Oh I'm so sorry. Who do you live with then?" Harry shrugged his shoulders. "What does that mean?"

"I live by myself I guess. I did live with my Aunt and Uncle but they were killed, so I was going to live with my God Father but then he was killed." This girl, woman, had no idea what Harry had been through. Harry couldn't believe he was telling a stranger this.

"What the hell happened? Your family in the military or something? Or were they living in Ireland and got caught in the middle of the IRA stuff?" Harry had to think of something. He wasn't sure what the IRA 'stuff' was but it worked for him.

"Yeah, the IRA stuff."

Amelia decides to change the topic. "So what do you do for fun?" Amelia took the empty glass and filled it up again.

Harry did the math in his head and was now up to twelve pounds. "Right now I am just glad I found some place to stay. It may be cheap and it may be small but it's a roof over my head." Harry went on about his current living situation with Amelia who seemed rather interested in Harry.

"Well like you said it is a roof over your head but why not just live at your house?" Harry shrugged his shoulders. "The memories huh? Well I have to do my job if I want to get paid. Just call for me if you want a refill." Harry sat there sipping at his third drink listening to the music.

Harry didn't really listen to music and had never heard of the bands playing or the songs before. Harry did like what he was doing. Sitting there with people around him, music that was loud, and a drink in his hand. It was so different from his old life. Wizarding world or with the Dursley's.

He was used to either being treated like garbage for a decade or being treated like a celebrity. Now he was being treated like a human being.

Harry was amazed by how much attention he was getting. Several girls had come up to him and asked him to dance. He tried a couple of times but didn't really like it.

Getting back to his chair Harry ordered another drink from Amelia. "Lots of cute girls out there Harry are you enjoying yourself?"

Harry laughed a little. "I can't dance." He looks at some of the others dancing and grinding. "I don't know if you could call that dancing." Harry took another sip from his drink.

"Bumping and grinding is dancing if you do it right. Working at a club takes most of the fun out of staying out all night drinking and dancing." Amelia laughs and flicks some hair behind her right ear. "I still like spending my nights off at clubs though. Meet a cute guy and have some fun. It's all good."

"They seem alright to me even though this is my first time going to a club. Who sings this song?" Not that you could call it singing by Harry's standard.

"Coal Chamber. The new album is coming out soon and I already have the money saved for it." Amelia got Harry another drink when he finished his third one. "So a cute guy like you have a girlfriend?" Harry wasn't sure but he thought Amelia might be flirting with him. The alcohol and lack of experience clouded his mind.

"Nope. I had one but we broke up after a fight." He was supposed to be working on the relationship with Hermione but he did leave that life behind. He left her behind.

"Aw that's too bad." She didn't sound sincere. "How long have you been staying at the motel?"

"I paid for three days, nights, whatever. Just got back from school and didn't want to go home or to my aunt and uncle's after they were killed." Harry was feeling woozier than before trying to think.

"Well you have fun another girl is coming this way." Amelia left before a woman wearing bright neon pink came up and asked Harry to dance with her.

Harry went with her for a couple dances before he had to sit down. His head was starting to swim some more. "Want another drink Harry?" Amelia had the bottle out ready to pour it.

Harry shook his head and then laid it down on the bar. "Hmm you need some food. Seven pounds for a burger, and two pounds for just the bread to soak up some of that alcohol." She laughed a little but Harry wasn't hungry.

A few minutes later a guy comes up to the bar. "Hey babe how about two shots and a number?" The guy throws some money towards her.

"Seventy inches."

"Huh?"

"That's how tall you have to be to ride this ride." Amelia poured the two shots.

"Come on babe we could have some fun." The guy kept hitting on Amelia.

Harry saw Amelia was trying to stay polite but the guy was straining on her. "You know that big black guy out front?" The man nodded. "That's her boyfriend. If you want her go talk to him and see how he answers." The man walked away quickly after Harry's little comment.

"Wow Harry thanks! Free drink on me." Amelia poured Harry another drink who started to drink it even though it was probably not a good idea. "You're putting them down pretty good for a first timer."

The time passed and Harry kept drinking. After his sixth drink he seemed to get better and danced with a couple other girls before going back to the bar. "Hey Amelia where do you live?" Harry was drunk. He wasn't feeling sick or dizzy anymore but he was drunk.

"Why do you want to know?"

"I have a few blocks to walk to get back to my motel and hoping you might live near there to drop me off or something." Harry worked on his seventh drink having gotten use to the burn of the liquid.

"Well I know the place you are talking about and it is in the opposite direction of my place but if you want I could take you there. I wouldn't want a good customer getting hurt." She took the glass Harry had just finished and filled it with water. "Here maybe this will help. I don't get off until two so if you want to sit there for another hour or so I can take you home." Harry drank his water.

"Ok take me home. Thanks Amelia." Harry got his wallet out trying to do the math.

"Its twenty eight pounds the water is free." Harry got thirty out. "Thanks for the tip."

Harry realized that Amelia would probably want money for gas and she did pour him that first drink even if he didn't finish it. "Here." Harry gave her ten pounds. "Thanks for giving me a ride later Amelia." Harry continued drinking the water.

"No problem Harry." Amelia went over to some other people doing her job. Harry just sat there and turned down a couple girls who asked him to dance. Harry kept looking at his watch getting a little less drunk.

"Maybe I can make it back by myself." "She is dangerous! Be wary Harry." The voice was back and again Harry ignored it. "You'll be sorry."

Amelia came back to Harry. "Hey I'm feeling a little better…" Amelia got a glass out and filled it up with a different kind of alcohol.

"This stuff has bite but is smooth, only five pounds, and three pence." Harry started to drink this new alcohol not worrying about the time. Finishing it Harry felt the swimming in his head again when Amelia came back.

"Only ten more minutes and then I can clean up and let Mary take over." Harry nodded letting Amelia refill the glass.

Working on the new drink Harry thought the time would never move. Ten minutes seemed to take hours to pass. His head swam a bit more and as he finished this drink a new girl came over.

"Amelia says you got two of those so ten pounds and six pence is your total." Harry gave her fifteen pounds. "Thanks! Amelia was right you are cute." The new waitress put the money in the till. "She said she will get you after she clocks out." Harry didn't say anything waiting for Amelia to take him home.

"Be careful Harry. She is a muggle but they can be just as dangerous as a Death Eater. You don't even know this girl."

"How many times do I have to say it? Go away."

"I can't Harry I'm a part of you now."

"What does that even mean?" This time the voice staid silent.

Amelia walked up to Harry from behind. "You ready Harry?" Amelia grabbed Harry's arm and led him to a back exit instead of going through the dance floor to get to the front exit. "Employee parking lot is just another benefit to working here." She let Harry sit in the back so he could lie down.

Harry closed his eyes hearing the roar of the engine. Harry wasn't paying attention to what was going on or how long Amelia drove. "Come on Harry just a couple flights of stairs to go up." Harry followed Amelia not remembering having to go up stairs to get to his motel room.

Amelia led Harry into a small apartment. "Come on Harry let's see how good you treated your last girlfriend." Harry followed her to the bedroom his head still swimming although now had new thoughts doing laps in his head.

A/N Huh. The first chapter wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I barely had to change any thing. Just some grammar/words I spelled wrong for the most part. I thought about changing the ending but if I did then I'd have to change some thing pretty big later on and if I forgot to change that then it would really screw things up. I am seeing a pattern though. I tend to give a character a chemical dependency. Harry with alcohol, Yumi(Different series) smoking and then alcohol when she was older, and Daria(Again another series) started to drink when she got to college. Never noticed it until now. Anyways I hope you enjoy the first part of Harry Potter and the Other World.

A/NN If you have the time and enjoy my work please let me know by message or review. I try and respond to every one who reviews and messages me. I started writing because I'd have all these ideas in my head just bursting to get out. I still do write for that reason but I like knowing others have read the ideas and enjoyed them. Or not enjoyed them and tell me why they didn't. I had one critical review that really helped me with my writing. So doesn't have to be just praise it can be criticism as well as long as it is constructive criticism!