A friend for Harry

Caitlyn's pov

"New school!" my mom says to me as i get out of the car. "How exiting!" Exiting. that was one word for it. another one is terrifing. "remind me again why we had to move in the middle of the school year? why not stay put till summer?" i complain. it was after all a matter worth complaining about.

"You know that your father had to move for work. and besides Privet drive is not a bad neigborhood! weve got a Nice lawn, and a park real close."

"Your really reaching mom you know that?" She rolls her eyes and i smile in spite of my self. after all she is right. mabye i should start thinking of this as a new opertunity. and with that thought the butterflys in my stomach calmed a little. only a little!

that was they callmed down untill i got a look at the school. it's just so... bland. nothing special about it at all! it is completly grey. no posters in the class room windows. so i guess adventure wasnt the right word for it.

what have i foung out? well the inside of the school is just as boring if not more! ok it's offical. this school is going to be pure torcher. why did we have to move into number 5 privet drive! Well this is a big school! there's got to be someone who isnt completly unbearable. With my hopes hige i walk into the office to find out who my teacher is and where my classroom is.

Well i have all the info on where the class is and who's my teacher. the class is class 104 and my teacher is mrs. Burnfeild. as i walk down the halls i let my mind drift. "What will i be learning?", "who will be in my class?" "will i have any froends?", and "Will school be as boring as it looks?" were just a few thoughts that drifted through my mind.

I stoped when i reached the end of the hallway. Opps. i must of stoped paying attention to the room numbers. as i retrased my steps i started dreading the 2 more hours that ill have to spend in this boring school. oh! heres class #105 that means my class should be... Yes! right there. the sign above the door clearly read

"Room 104

Mrs Burnfeild"

Well this is it. I sigh but im not exactly sure why but i did it anyawy. I reach my shaking hand out to the doorknob and opend the door.

Everyone is staring at me. and i mean everyone. I have a urge to say "Yes. i walked in five minutes late. please continut to stare at me as if i killed 10 people." However as first impressions go that would not be a good one.

"Your late." says a middle age woman, with greying hair, an unflattering bun, and a frow that if i had to guess was permenatly glued on her face. Yes i can defnetly tell this school was truley going to be torcher.

"your late." she repets as if this will suddenly make me reply. However in her defence, it did.

"I am really sorry!" I say trying to be nce. "I had to fill out the rest of the papper work in the office and it took me forever to find the classroom." She was clearly unsatisfied with my anwser, but i was saved by a extermly fat boy. (and i mean EXTREAMLY fat. he was probally fatter than he was tall.) who was laughing at me.

As she went off to scold him i quickly try to find a open seat seat. I find three. the weird thing is that there all next to a boy in the back. I size him up. Messy hair, Baggy close, really round glasses. He couldent be to bad i decide. becide he is the only one in the classroom that looks like they have any emotion. He was smirking at the fat kid that the teacher was calling dudly. anyone who dident like dudlly aat this point was fine with me.

I sit down next to him but he dose not notice. I decide to take advantage of that moment and give myself a well deserved laugh

"Boo!" i say. The result was just what i had been hoping for. He almost fell out of chair he jumped so hard. I know that it could be classified as mean, but i needed to laugh. and i did.

he stares at me for a secoud as if i was from mars befor he said

"Your- your sitting next to me?"

He asked this as if this was the most pecular thing in the world. Huh? A quick list of reasons of why he might be suprised at this. Was he a bully? was he in some way distracting? did he just not like people?

"Um yeah, this is one of the only seats left." I say now getting nervious. What was so weird about me sitting here

"Oh no no! I don't mind but- its just- Peope never sit next to me."

"Well" I said deciding that he was alright for now "I do and I don't intend to move for whatever reaon. I'm caitlyn Brooks, but my people call me Cate."

"I'm... Harry, Harry potter." He smiled but still looked unsure

"Nice to meet you Harry." I say and then as an after thought I decide to ask"Friends?"

He smiles even more, any sign of being unsure leaving his face. "Friends." He compherms.