Emergence
Harry and Hermione walked into the swank restaurant that Dudley had chosen. Harry new that Vernon Had probably given Dudley a pocket full of money so he could go all out to impress this girl. Harry had promised that he would stay with Dudley so very reluctantly he and Hermione sat down at the table with the other two couples. The table was a huge booth. Hermione and Harry sat on one side While Dudley Dutch and their dates sat on the other side.
"Everyone," said Harry, "this is Hermione Granger." Dutch extended his hand.
"Keller, Dutch Keller," he said in his best James Bond imitation.
"Hermione," Mione replied, "Formally known as not impressed." Harry suppressed a snicker at the way Hermione shut Dutch down.
"So," said Dudley with a sneer, "Pothead has found himself a little w---,"suddenly before he could say the next word he felt Harry's foot on the top of his. Harry deliberately dug his heel into Dudley's big toe.
"Be nice, Dudley," Harry said through clenched teeth. Then Harry moved his jacket slightly so Dudley could see the wand that was hanging on his belt, "or else,"
Dudley decided it would be in his best interest not to finish that sentence. Dudley's date, an attractive blond named Debby, looked at Harry admiringly while he studied the menu. She leaned over to the other girls at the table.
"I had no Idea Dudley had such a scrumptious cousin I wander what the rest of him looks like," she giggled wickedly. Dudley who was reading his favorite form of literature, a menu, missed the whole thing. Harry however heard everything and was in the middle of turning red behind the menu when noticed that Hermione wasn't amused in fact she was giving Debby a look that could have quite easily scared a Basilisk. But Debby was to busy talking to the other girl to notice.
Harry forgot about being embarrassed, his face took on a puzzled look instead. He leaned toward Hermione.
"Is something wrong, Mione?" he asked. Her face instantly changed back to a sweet smile.
"No," she said, then immediately went back to reading her menu leaving Harry even more puzzled.
"Could Hermione be jealous? Nah couldn't be," he thought. Just then the waiter walked up.
"Are you ready to order?" he asked
"Yes," said Dudley motioning himself and his buddy, "the four of us will have the roast beef dinner."
"Very good sir," said the waiter who then turned to Harry, "and for you and your lady sir. Dudley sat there with a smirk on his face expecting to be able to lord his exquisite meal over Harry. But before Harry could speak Hermione spoke up.
"I believe we'll have two of the house T-bone steaks with all the trimmings and the spicy steak fries of course and the Double Chocolate Secret for dessert." She said
"Bravo, Mademoiselle," said the waiter, "you must have known that this restaurant serves the best steak in the city and only as select few of out patrons know of the DOUBLE chocolate Secrets dessert. Your food will be here in a few minutes. Harry leaned back in his seat after the waiter lift and felt like thumbing his nose at Dudley who was now sitting there looking completely mortified.
Dudley regained his composure,
"There's no way that you have enough money to afford that," He snapped, "in this place on house T-bone costs thirty pounds!"
Before Harry could answer all the eyes at the table turned to Hermione who was making a big show of holding up a rather thick clip of paper money while she searched for something in her purse. Dropping the money clip back into the purse she pulled out her lip-gloss and put some on. Harry sighed in relief and leaned back in his chair again.
"Why should she by your dinner, Harry," Dudley snapped. In answer Hermione pulled Harry's arm around her and snuggled up against him.
"What's wrong with a girl pampering her favorite fella, once in a while?" she said
By this time Dudley was getting frustrated at not being able to win this argument and Harry was a certain that the temperature in the room had just is risen ten degrees, he was also certain that if Hermione's lips got any closer to his neck his collar was going to start smoking. The food came and they began to eat, they were almost done with the main course when suddenly Harry became aware of the fact that someone was rubbing her foot up and down his right shin and from the angle he knew that it wasn't Hermione. He guessed that it was probably Debby. Harry was just beginning to wander what he was going to do when suddenly he felt something move at lightening speed under the table and connect with the leg that was on his shin.
"ARRGH," Debby yelped falling off the end of the seat and landing in the floor. As Dudley helped Debby to her feet Harry saw an ugly bruise already forming over the top of her left ankle. Harry stole a glance at Hermione who was sitting there finishing her steak and looking innocent.
Before Harry could say anything to anybody he felt a strange chill come from the back of his neck and all the way to his eyes in a split second. He saw a flash of white light before his eyes and all at once he was looking a three men who where out in the parking lot and about to come in to the restaurant they were carrying sawed-off shotguns. The picture faded and all at once he found himself sitting at the table inside.
"Harry," whispered Hermione, "are you alright, you zoned out for a second!" when she said that Harry realized that he had just had a vision of some sort. A split second later the front door was blown off its hinges and the three men that he had seen in the parking lot rushed in wearing ski masks.
"Everybody on the ground!!" Their leader yelled. The people in the restaurant got down on the floor next to their tables.
"Don't worry," Dudley said to Debby, "Your safe with me I'll be your knight in shining armor." Just then one of the bad guys fired a warning round into the ceiling. Dudley yelped and stuck his head under the table under the edge of the tablecloth that hung to the floor.
Harry rolled his eyes,
"Your knight in shining armor," he said, "more like your sissy in a double knit sweater!" Suddenly there was a shotgun pointed straight at Harry's head.
"Valuables in the bag," the man growled then he saw Hermione, "well, well," he said in an oily voice, "what have we here, how `bout a little company sweetheart."
Harry jumped to his feet,
"You lay one finger on her and I'll-,' he never finished because the man pulled the trigger and shot Harry point blank in the chest blowing him backwards through the window into the parking lot.
"HARRY!!!" screamed Hermione. Harry rolled to a stop out of sight then setup realizing that he wasn't in any pain, more to the point he hadn't felt a thing. He felt himself up and down.
"I'm not hurt," he exclaimed. Standing up he found himself wearing the Gryffindor cloak, the mask and the manacles, and that his shirt had turned black with silver streaks that came down from the shoulders and connecting in the middle of his chest making a large V.
Inside the restaurant the thug had pushed Hermione down on a table and was trying to unbutton her blouse when all a suddenly the wall behind him was blown out and in walked a man wearing a red cloak with a silver mask and manacles.
Harry wasn't sure what he was doing he seemed to be running on instincts that he didn't even know he had. The thugs started shooting at him but the gunfire ricocheted of an electric blue energy shield that only became visible when something hit it. Harry grabbed the first man twisted the shotgun barrel like it was made of taffy and threw him across the restaurant like it didn't take any effort. Then the other two thugs charged him Harry did a spinning jump kick and knock out the first of the two then he hit the third one in the stomach with a lightening bolt and blew him against the wall where he slumped to the ground still twitching. And just like that it was over.
Harry stood there for a moment at the shocked faces of the people around him then he turned and walked toward the hole he had blown in the wall.
"WAIT!" someone shouted, "who are you?" Harry had to think of something fast finally he looked back and said,
"Lord Gryffindor."
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