"Really soon Harry." Said Hermione earnestly. "We promise." Harry nodded; he somehow could not find words to tell them what it meant to him, to see them all ranged there, on his side. Instead he smiled, raised a hand in farewell, turned around, and led them way out of the station toward the sunlit street, with Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley hurrying along in his wake…
After climbing into the car with the Dursley's he sat there and thought when he would next see his loyal friends. When would he ever see Mr. Moody and Lupin again. Hoping that the next time they encounter it would be very soon. He would hate to be at the Dursley's to long without signs of people of his own "kind".
They reached No. 4 Privet Drive, Harry's home, at least for the summer. Harry moped up the stairs to his room and set down his belongings. Sitting down on the bed think how shocking the year was. Thinking about his other four years at Hogwarts.
When he was deep in thought a knock came at the door, a softer knock then his Aunt's. "Come in." Harry replies to the knock. A little boy steps in the room with clothes close to new, his blonde hair messy; like Harry's. He looked no older then ten maybe eleven. The boy had a narrow face with deep green eyes. His squeaky voice says, "Harry? Is that you?"
Harry shocked as ever at how the by knew who he was and asked is that was him. He caught his breath and replied, "Yes, I am Harry." The little boy's face was delighted as ever! His face glowed brighter then the lamp in Harry's room. The little boy's voice got even higher then what Harry though as usual. "Harry, I am Jeremy. Now we can't be strangers. "
"How do you know me? And how did you get in here?" Harry replied. "Well I am the nephew of Aunt Arabella. Arabella Figg, she lives on Wisteria Walk" he said with a sort of glum look on his face. "Your aunt let me in, she wasn't too friendly to me."
Harry thinking about Mrs. Figg's house wondering why she doesn't have a pictures of Jeremy. Jeremy who could practically read his mind said. "Are you wondering why I am not in any pictures in my aunt's house?" Harry totally shocked that the little boy knew what he was thinking. "I am the least favorite of my aunt's nephew's. My older brother is way better suck up then me." Harry snorted at the comment.
"I believed you when you said that You-Know-Who was back." The little boy looks down at his watch then says. "It is time for me to go home now I will see you later." Harry replied, "Bye Jeremy."
Harry was so confused about the little boy. He never knew Mrs. Figg had a sibling with children. He was wondering if a situation like his mother's and Aunt Petunia's happened with Mrs. Figg and her sibling. Harry so confused why the boy would come and tell him that. Everyone knows that Voldemort is back. So why would he come and tell him that?