It was a hot humid day in 4 Privet Drive and Harry Potter was sitting
on the front steps of the house avoiding chores from the Dursleys when he
heard the creaking of a door. He looked up to see Mr. Dursley and
immediately stood up.
"New neighbors. Won't be long be long 'til they leave." he grunted.
"Dudley!" shrieked a voice inside.
Harry and Mr. Dursley hurried to the house. They stopped at their tracks when they saw Dudley at the foot of the stairs on his back with a chicken wing in his right hand and a skateboard on his stomach while Mrs. Dursley was struggling with all her might to lift Dudley.
"What happened?!" exclaimed Mr. Dursley.
Harry was trying not to burst out laughing for he knew that a single "ha" would already get him in big trouble.
When he finally got control of himself he said "I think he was trying to fly with a roasted chicken but got caught by a SKATEBOARD!"
Harry started laughing again. This time he couldn't stop it and didn't even care if he had to sleep for a whole month in the cupboard under the stairs.
"Shut up! Vernon carry the aching boy and bring him to the hospital!" yelled Mrs. Dursley.
Mr. Dursley reluctantly carried Dudley and laid him in the back seat of the car. Harry grabbed his bag pack filled with his most valuable things. It contained his wand, bag of money and a key to his bank at Gringotts, the photo album that Hagrid gave him when he on his first year, a bag of sweets given to him on his birthday from his friends, a sweater from Ron's mum in case he feels cold and his broom which he minimized in Hogwarts.
Harry was about to ride the back seat of the car with Dudley when Mrs. Dursley pulled him back after locking the front and back door.
"I don't think Dudley would want to see you" she said and sat at the front seat beside Mr. Dursley.
"We might not be back by tonight. I'll call Mrs. Figg and tell her you're sleeping there" Mr. Dursley yelled over Dudley's screaming voice and took off.
Harry stood there for a few minutes. He wanted to see Dudley cry but missed his luck. He headed to the house on his left not wanting to stay in Mrs. Figg's house of cats. He thought he would try and see if the new neighbors needed help seeing that there was no moving van on their front door.
Knock Knock Knock
A brown-haired and brown-eyed man opened the door. He was covered in dust and quickly hid what his right hand was holding. Harry caught a glimpse of it and knew exactly what he was. A wizard.
"Hi, I'm Harry. I live next door with the Dursleys," pointing at the house on the left.
"Allen Parker" he said and wiped his hands at the back of his pants before holding out a hand for Harry to shake. "Come in."
When Harry entered the house was smoking with dust. The furniture were scattered around the living room.
"If the Dursleys see this they would immediately say how unorganized and dirty the house was," Harry thought.
"I would like to apologize for the-"
"Don't worry I'm used to it" Harry said remembering the times he spent in the cupboard.
"The men we were expecting to clean this mess up called and said they were not available"
"What company were they from?"
"Uh, from the CLEANERS INC., yeah that's it"
"Look I know you're a wizard. I am too?"
"No, what nonsense are you talking about."
"I'm a wizard too, you know"
"Prove it."
Harry opened his bag and got his wand out. Just then a woman came down the stairs.
"Allen, I thought you cleaned the living room?" Mr. Parker waved his wand and all the dust was instantly gone and another wave and he was dust-free.
"I did. I just conjured them like 5 minutes ago. Look honey, our neighbor from 4 Privet Drive is here. He's a wizard."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Emily Johnson Parker"
"Harry."
"Come up and meet the girls."
"Sure" and followed Mrs. Parker up the stairs.
When they reached the foot of the stairs they turned right to a room with blue wallpaper. There were two beds and on each bed was a girl. The girl on the left has red shiny hair. It was nothing like Ron's. His was real red while hers was a different shade of red that Harry can't describe. She was drawing people on different clothes with her left hand and her head tilted to the right while humming a beat. The girl on the right has dark brown hair that reached her neck and she was busy reading the Greek Mythology.
Mr. Parker cleared his throat to get their attention.
"Hi dad" they both said.
"This is Harry. He's a wizard."
"Kateleen. You can call me Kate or Kateleen, whichever suits you," said the girl who was sitting on the left bed.
Harry noticed that she has blue eyes. She looked friendly with that smile on her face which made it glowed. 'She was probably older for she was taller' Harry thought.
"I'm Tara Johnson Parker. My friends call me Tara or TJ. You can call me either of them since your one of my friends now."
Harry was glad with the last sentence. He never made that much friends and sometimes he wasn't even sure if they wanted to be his friend.
"We'll leave you people here and finish the rest of the house."
"Have fun!"
"With your mother complaining about the position of this and that, I don't think that'll happen." And they were out of sight.
Kate sighed, "I'm bored. I've been in this room drawing for hours. We need some action let's go to the Back Alley."
"Sure. Harry, you wanna come?" Tara asked.
"Don't worry we'll get you back at 4 Privet Drive by dinnertime"
"Okay. The Dursleys are not there so I don't need to be home that early," Harry said.
"Great! We'll just change and we can go"
Harry left the room while the girls were picking what to wear. Tara chose a red shirt, black jeans and black boots. Kate wore a beige sleeve-less shirt with a hood at the back; gray jogging pants and rubber shoes. She took one last look of herself in the mirror before heading downstairs.
When they went downstairs, Harry was waiting in the living room. They left the house and headed to a dark alley. Tara lit up the thin flashlight tucked in the side of her left boot. The place gave Harry the creeps and made the hair at his backbone stand up.
"Where are we actually going?" he asked.
"To the Back Alley," Kate replied.
"Where?"
"You don't know the place very well, huh?"
"Well, I'm not allowed to. I'm locked in the house."
"The Back Alley is actually a wide dark street at the back of an old deserted brick wall building that used to be a school with only one streetlight that is barely lit and is known as the 'House of Bandits'. It is one of the creepiest places in the town and where children dare people to go to on Halloween besides the city morgue."
They walked to a wide dark street just like how Kate described. Harry saw at his left the dimly lit streetlight with people around it eying them.
Kate turned to Harry's direction and whispered; "Don't look at them for so long especially in the eye or else they'll think you want to fight with them. Let them start the fight. It's more exciting."
They continued walking and as they walked, the darker the street became. The placed was covered with cold mist. Harry felt that his every move was being watched. The more he walked the more he became self-conscious and at one point you can barely see anything. The only source of light was the flashlight Tara held.
Harry saw the outline of three men walking to their direction with a pleasant smile. Kate walked toward them and returned the smile with a mischievous grin. Suddenly one of the guy's feet came soaring in the air. Kate ducked and as soon as she stood up she gave the guy a kick on the face. Harry stood afar with an astonished face as Kate fought with the three men. Her feet took turns on kicking them with her hands near her chest for protection or lifting her pants. Tara watched as Kate fought with the three men as if she usually done this. Harry, without thinking, boxed one of the guys and pinned him down. The guy hit Harry in the ribs with his elbow and rolled over. Kate gave one of the guys she was fighting a hard kick that made him fall down and run away. She banged the other guy to the wall and lifted him up tight in the neck with her right foot.
"Tara! Hold him up. Tight!"
Tara bent down and pulled up her right jean, pulled out a knife and placed it near the guy's neck. Then, held the guy in the throat
"Done" she said.
Kate hurried to Harry, pulled the guy out of him and pushed him towards the wall. She pulled Harry up while the guy ran away. They walked towards Tara to examine the guy.
"Hey, I know you. You're the guy we fought last week. Right?"
"Yeah. Now let me go bitch."
Kate turned and gave the guy a kick that left a scratched across his left cheek. The impact was too strong that Tara had to release her hand.
"Now who's the bitch, bitch?!"
This was more of a statement than a question. The guy saw Harry's scar and didn't fight back. They continued walking to the end of the street. Harry was confused.
"Isn't the exit over there?" he asked pointing to the place where they came from.
"You'll see."
Soon, Harry saw a little light from the other end. The sun gave them warmth and the mist subsided. They found themselves at a street that was filled with restaurants and malls.
"That's one thing nice about this place. The Back Alley is the only way to this place. They usually fight until they die. Weird. C'mon let's eat. I'm sure you're hungry. My treat."
They ate there and went to the malls. Harry had to go to a bank to exchange his galleons.
"I didn't know that these people believe in magic."
"That's why they placed this place at the end of a creepy place so no muggle can enter. If you're a wizard or witch, you just show your wand and you don't have to fight them all."
"You should have told me! I got my wand right here."
"Well it would be just too boring. Everyone looking at you."
Harry got new clothes that fit him, shoes that weren't to loose and other things that he wanted. He bought Ron and Hermione's gift there. He bought something for Mr. Weasley too. Harry felt he was back at Hogwarts. There was even a hotel where he could stay but he had to think it over. Harry realized that the Parkers had to leave their old house because the people around them knew that they could do magic.
They stayed until seven and went to this shop where there were floo powder so they don't have to go back to the alley. They were transported to 20 Privet Drive where the house was empty and walked all the way to 6 Privet Drive. They talked and laughed on the way. Harry didn't worry about anything for the first time in his life and with the Dursleys gone, he was happier. When they reached 6 Privet Drive, Harry was on his way to Mrs. Figg.
"Where you going?" Kate asked.
"To Mrs. Figg, my caretaker when the Dursleys are gone."
"I thought you still sleep there but alone."
"How could I when they lock the door. I used to wear the clothes Mrs. Figg provides. Not that I have my own clothes. I get Dudley's hand me downs."
"How mean. Let's bust in. What do you say huh Teej?"
"Sure but let's not get caught. Although you also have to ask Harry."
"C'mon, with the Riordans we'll never get caught. You okay with it, Harry? Unless you have other friends who can open the door."
" Fine with me. The Weasley Twins could do it but I don't think they could come. One more question, who's the Riordans?"
"Anna and Ryan Riordan. Twins. 15. Best partner spies I met. Anna has real good eyesight and planner. Ryan has good hearing, a genius and a good mechanic. They live near I can just call them."
They entered the house and Kate dialed their phone number.
After a few minutes a girl and guy with black hair came. The girl came in roller blades and the guy in a bicycle. After introducing themselves, Anna went near the doorknob and started looking in it and muttered words to Ryan. He was holding a piece of steel and twisting it while Anna gave her identification of the lock. When it was done, Ryan inserted the twisted steel in the key lock and waited. He smiled after a click; he gave Harry the key and said, "It's yours."
He twisted the knob and they were in. Harry ran up to his room, got his things and stuffed it in his bag. They went out to the streets and laughed all they wanted. Nothing in particular was funny but they just laughed on and on.
"Hey wanna eat dinner with us?" Kate asked the twins.
"Sure. Just tell my parents - I mean our," Anna said.
"How about you, Harry?"
"I'll have to ask Mrs. Figg and on my way I'll drop this off."
Harry walked to Mrs. Figg's house. He knocked on the door and waited for Mrs. Figg to open the door.
"Harry! Where have you been?! Mr. Dursley called me and said you were coming over. Where have you been?" Mrs. Figg exclaimed when he saw Harry at the door after opening it.
"Oh I thought he doesn't care." Harry said sarcastically, "I just came here to drop off my bag. I'll just go somewhere."
"Won't you eat dinner?"
"I'm eating in my friend's house. Don't worry I'll be back."
"Okay. No later than nine." When Harry reached the door they heard a doorbell. Harry opened it and saw a black shabby dog waiting.
"Snuffles!"
"Harry who's there?"
Mrs. Figg caught sight of the dog "Snuffles! Come in." she said and closed the door.
"You know him?"
"Yeah. I'm surprised you do?"
"He's my godfather" Harry said as if it was obvious.
"Oh right. Forgot that."
"Stop all of this nonsense you two" the black dog already transformed to Harry's godfather. He gave Mrs. Figg a roll of paper for her to understand while he talked to Harry.
"You never told me you know Mrs. Figg."
"You never asked, Harry. And she's only a Ms. Figg. Although soon to be a Mrs. I think."
"Who?"
"I'm not telling. It's his secret not mine."
"Okay, tell Professor Dumbledore I'm joining."
Harry looked up to see Mrs. Figg but instead he saw a girl with blond hair about Sirius' age.
"Mrs. Figg?"
"I told you Ms. Figg."
"Sorry but you can't be Ms. Figg."
"I can't be possibly that old can I?"
"Well I gotta go. More people to visit."
"I'll go too. Nice seeing you Sirius."
"See you at Hogwarts."
"Yeah okay."
They both hugged each other and headed their way.
When Harry reached 6 Privet Drive, he was greeted.
"On time Harry. That was long."
"Where's you're parents?"
"Mom's at work and dad's still looking for a job. Tara's cooking dinner. She cooks real good."
They ate the delicious dinner Tara cooked. Harry was asked if he could visit tomorrow and he said yes. Time flew quickly that before they knew it they had to go back home. Harry went to his usual room in Mrs. Figg's house and went to bed.
***
Harry woke up with high spirits and felt like a normal person who had many friends. He ate breakfast with Ms. Figg and had a talk most families have. He felt like he could tell anything to her but didn't until he could really trust her. He left the house with new clothes and headed towards Privet Drive. Every single one of the Parkers were there listening to their dad talk on how he got a job in the Ministry of Magic. He was the replacement for Bertha Jorkins.
"Hey Harry. Sit down. We got hotcakes," Tara said.
"No thanks I already ate."
"You can't possibly be full."
"Alright."
Just after, an owl came hooting in the air with a letter. It landed smoothly on Tara's lap. She untied the letter and read it aloud. When she finished reading the letter, Mr. And Mrs. Parker's eyes were filled with tears. Soon they were all hugging each other.
"New neighbors. Won't be long be long 'til they leave." he grunted.
"Dudley!" shrieked a voice inside.
Harry and Mr. Dursley hurried to the house. They stopped at their tracks when they saw Dudley at the foot of the stairs on his back with a chicken wing in his right hand and a skateboard on his stomach while Mrs. Dursley was struggling with all her might to lift Dudley.
"What happened?!" exclaimed Mr. Dursley.
Harry was trying not to burst out laughing for he knew that a single "ha" would already get him in big trouble.
When he finally got control of himself he said "I think he was trying to fly with a roasted chicken but got caught by a SKATEBOARD!"
Harry started laughing again. This time he couldn't stop it and didn't even care if he had to sleep for a whole month in the cupboard under the stairs.
"Shut up! Vernon carry the aching boy and bring him to the hospital!" yelled Mrs. Dursley.
Mr. Dursley reluctantly carried Dudley and laid him in the back seat of the car. Harry grabbed his bag pack filled with his most valuable things. It contained his wand, bag of money and a key to his bank at Gringotts, the photo album that Hagrid gave him when he on his first year, a bag of sweets given to him on his birthday from his friends, a sweater from Ron's mum in case he feels cold and his broom which he minimized in Hogwarts.
Harry was about to ride the back seat of the car with Dudley when Mrs. Dursley pulled him back after locking the front and back door.
"I don't think Dudley would want to see you" she said and sat at the front seat beside Mr. Dursley.
"We might not be back by tonight. I'll call Mrs. Figg and tell her you're sleeping there" Mr. Dursley yelled over Dudley's screaming voice and took off.
Harry stood there for a few minutes. He wanted to see Dudley cry but missed his luck. He headed to the house on his left not wanting to stay in Mrs. Figg's house of cats. He thought he would try and see if the new neighbors needed help seeing that there was no moving van on their front door.
Knock Knock Knock
A brown-haired and brown-eyed man opened the door. He was covered in dust and quickly hid what his right hand was holding. Harry caught a glimpse of it and knew exactly what he was. A wizard.
"Hi, I'm Harry. I live next door with the Dursleys," pointing at the house on the left.
"Allen Parker" he said and wiped his hands at the back of his pants before holding out a hand for Harry to shake. "Come in."
When Harry entered the house was smoking with dust. The furniture were scattered around the living room.
"If the Dursleys see this they would immediately say how unorganized and dirty the house was," Harry thought.
"I would like to apologize for the-"
"Don't worry I'm used to it" Harry said remembering the times he spent in the cupboard.
"The men we were expecting to clean this mess up called and said they were not available"
"What company were they from?"
"Uh, from the CLEANERS INC., yeah that's it"
"Look I know you're a wizard. I am too?"
"No, what nonsense are you talking about."
"I'm a wizard too, you know"
"Prove it."
Harry opened his bag and got his wand out. Just then a woman came down the stairs.
"Allen, I thought you cleaned the living room?" Mr. Parker waved his wand and all the dust was instantly gone and another wave and he was dust-free.
"I did. I just conjured them like 5 minutes ago. Look honey, our neighbor from 4 Privet Drive is here. He's a wizard."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Emily Johnson Parker"
"Harry."
"Come up and meet the girls."
"Sure" and followed Mrs. Parker up the stairs.
When they reached the foot of the stairs they turned right to a room with blue wallpaper. There were two beds and on each bed was a girl. The girl on the left has red shiny hair. It was nothing like Ron's. His was real red while hers was a different shade of red that Harry can't describe. She was drawing people on different clothes with her left hand and her head tilted to the right while humming a beat. The girl on the right has dark brown hair that reached her neck and she was busy reading the Greek Mythology.
Mr. Parker cleared his throat to get their attention.
"Hi dad" they both said.
"This is Harry. He's a wizard."
"Kateleen. You can call me Kate or Kateleen, whichever suits you," said the girl who was sitting on the left bed.
Harry noticed that she has blue eyes. She looked friendly with that smile on her face which made it glowed. 'She was probably older for she was taller' Harry thought.
"I'm Tara Johnson Parker. My friends call me Tara or TJ. You can call me either of them since your one of my friends now."
Harry was glad with the last sentence. He never made that much friends and sometimes he wasn't even sure if they wanted to be his friend.
"We'll leave you people here and finish the rest of the house."
"Have fun!"
"With your mother complaining about the position of this and that, I don't think that'll happen." And they were out of sight.
Kate sighed, "I'm bored. I've been in this room drawing for hours. We need some action let's go to the Back Alley."
"Sure. Harry, you wanna come?" Tara asked.
"Don't worry we'll get you back at 4 Privet Drive by dinnertime"
"Okay. The Dursleys are not there so I don't need to be home that early," Harry said.
"Great! We'll just change and we can go"
Harry left the room while the girls were picking what to wear. Tara chose a red shirt, black jeans and black boots. Kate wore a beige sleeve-less shirt with a hood at the back; gray jogging pants and rubber shoes. She took one last look of herself in the mirror before heading downstairs.
When they went downstairs, Harry was waiting in the living room. They left the house and headed to a dark alley. Tara lit up the thin flashlight tucked in the side of her left boot. The place gave Harry the creeps and made the hair at his backbone stand up.
"Where are we actually going?" he asked.
"To the Back Alley," Kate replied.
"Where?"
"You don't know the place very well, huh?"
"Well, I'm not allowed to. I'm locked in the house."
"The Back Alley is actually a wide dark street at the back of an old deserted brick wall building that used to be a school with only one streetlight that is barely lit and is known as the 'House of Bandits'. It is one of the creepiest places in the town and where children dare people to go to on Halloween besides the city morgue."
They walked to a wide dark street just like how Kate described. Harry saw at his left the dimly lit streetlight with people around it eying them.
Kate turned to Harry's direction and whispered; "Don't look at them for so long especially in the eye or else they'll think you want to fight with them. Let them start the fight. It's more exciting."
They continued walking and as they walked, the darker the street became. The placed was covered with cold mist. Harry felt that his every move was being watched. The more he walked the more he became self-conscious and at one point you can barely see anything. The only source of light was the flashlight Tara held.
Harry saw the outline of three men walking to their direction with a pleasant smile. Kate walked toward them and returned the smile with a mischievous grin. Suddenly one of the guy's feet came soaring in the air. Kate ducked and as soon as she stood up she gave the guy a kick on the face. Harry stood afar with an astonished face as Kate fought with the three men. Her feet took turns on kicking them with her hands near her chest for protection or lifting her pants. Tara watched as Kate fought with the three men as if she usually done this. Harry, without thinking, boxed one of the guys and pinned him down. The guy hit Harry in the ribs with his elbow and rolled over. Kate gave one of the guys she was fighting a hard kick that made him fall down and run away. She banged the other guy to the wall and lifted him up tight in the neck with her right foot.
"Tara! Hold him up. Tight!"
Tara bent down and pulled up her right jean, pulled out a knife and placed it near the guy's neck. Then, held the guy in the throat
"Done" she said.
Kate hurried to Harry, pulled the guy out of him and pushed him towards the wall. She pulled Harry up while the guy ran away. They walked towards Tara to examine the guy.
"Hey, I know you. You're the guy we fought last week. Right?"
"Yeah. Now let me go bitch."
Kate turned and gave the guy a kick that left a scratched across his left cheek. The impact was too strong that Tara had to release her hand.
"Now who's the bitch, bitch?!"
This was more of a statement than a question. The guy saw Harry's scar and didn't fight back. They continued walking to the end of the street. Harry was confused.
"Isn't the exit over there?" he asked pointing to the place where they came from.
"You'll see."
Soon, Harry saw a little light from the other end. The sun gave them warmth and the mist subsided. They found themselves at a street that was filled with restaurants and malls.
"That's one thing nice about this place. The Back Alley is the only way to this place. They usually fight until they die. Weird. C'mon let's eat. I'm sure you're hungry. My treat."
They ate there and went to the malls. Harry had to go to a bank to exchange his galleons.
"I didn't know that these people believe in magic."
"That's why they placed this place at the end of a creepy place so no muggle can enter. If you're a wizard or witch, you just show your wand and you don't have to fight them all."
"You should have told me! I got my wand right here."
"Well it would be just too boring. Everyone looking at you."
Harry got new clothes that fit him, shoes that weren't to loose and other things that he wanted. He bought Ron and Hermione's gift there. He bought something for Mr. Weasley too. Harry felt he was back at Hogwarts. There was even a hotel where he could stay but he had to think it over. Harry realized that the Parkers had to leave their old house because the people around them knew that they could do magic.
They stayed until seven and went to this shop where there were floo powder so they don't have to go back to the alley. They were transported to 20 Privet Drive where the house was empty and walked all the way to 6 Privet Drive. They talked and laughed on the way. Harry didn't worry about anything for the first time in his life and with the Dursleys gone, he was happier. When they reached 6 Privet Drive, Harry was on his way to Mrs. Figg.
"Where you going?" Kate asked.
"To Mrs. Figg, my caretaker when the Dursleys are gone."
"I thought you still sleep there but alone."
"How could I when they lock the door. I used to wear the clothes Mrs. Figg provides. Not that I have my own clothes. I get Dudley's hand me downs."
"How mean. Let's bust in. What do you say huh Teej?"
"Sure but let's not get caught. Although you also have to ask Harry."
"C'mon, with the Riordans we'll never get caught. You okay with it, Harry? Unless you have other friends who can open the door."
" Fine with me. The Weasley Twins could do it but I don't think they could come. One more question, who's the Riordans?"
"Anna and Ryan Riordan. Twins. 15. Best partner spies I met. Anna has real good eyesight and planner. Ryan has good hearing, a genius and a good mechanic. They live near I can just call them."
They entered the house and Kate dialed their phone number.
After a few minutes a girl and guy with black hair came. The girl came in roller blades and the guy in a bicycle. After introducing themselves, Anna went near the doorknob and started looking in it and muttered words to Ryan. He was holding a piece of steel and twisting it while Anna gave her identification of the lock. When it was done, Ryan inserted the twisted steel in the key lock and waited. He smiled after a click; he gave Harry the key and said, "It's yours."
He twisted the knob and they were in. Harry ran up to his room, got his things and stuffed it in his bag. They went out to the streets and laughed all they wanted. Nothing in particular was funny but they just laughed on and on.
"Hey wanna eat dinner with us?" Kate asked the twins.
"Sure. Just tell my parents - I mean our," Anna said.
"How about you, Harry?"
"I'll have to ask Mrs. Figg and on my way I'll drop this off."
Harry walked to Mrs. Figg's house. He knocked on the door and waited for Mrs. Figg to open the door.
"Harry! Where have you been?! Mr. Dursley called me and said you were coming over. Where have you been?" Mrs. Figg exclaimed when he saw Harry at the door after opening it.
"Oh I thought he doesn't care." Harry said sarcastically, "I just came here to drop off my bag. I'll just go somewhere."
"Won't you eat dinner?"
"I'm eating in my friend's house. Don't worry I'll be back."
"Okay. No later than nine." When Harry reached the door they heard a doorbell. Harry opened it and saw a black shabby dog waiting.
"Snuffles!"
"Harry who's there?"
Mrs. Figg caught sight of the dog "Snuffles! Come in." she said and closed the door.
"You know him?"
"Yeah. I'm surprised you do?"
"He's my godfather" Harry said as if it was obvious.
"Oh right. Forgot that."
"Stop all of this nonsense you two" the black dog already transformed to Harry's godfather. He gave Mrs. Figg a roll of paper for her to understand while he talked to Harry.
"You never told me you know Mrs. Figg."
"You never asked, Harry. And she's only a Ms. Figg. Although soon to be a Mrs. I think."
"Who?"
"I'm not telling. It's his secret not mine."
"Okay, tell Professor Dumbledore I'm joining."
Harry looked up to see Mrs. Figg but instead he saw a girl with blond hair about Sirius' age.
"Mrs. Figg?"
"I told you Ms. Figg."
"Sorry but you can't be Ms. Figg."
"I can't be possibly that old can I?"
"Well I gotta go. More people to visit."
"I'll go too. Nice seeing you Sirius."
"See you at Hogwarts."
"Yeah okay."
They both hugged each other and headed their way.
When Harry reached 6 Privet Drive, he was greeted.
"On time Harry. That was long."
"Where's you're parents?"
"Mom's at work and dad's still looking for a job. Tara's cooking dinner. She cooks real good."
They ate the delicious dinner Tara cooked. Harry was asked if he could visit tomorrow and he said yes. Time flew quickly that before they knew it they had to go back home. Harry went to his usual room in Mrs. Figg's house and went to bed.
***
Harry woke up with high spirits and felt like a normal person who had many friends. He ate breakfast with Ms. Figg and had a talk most families have. He felt like he could tell anything to her but didn't until he could really trust her. He left the house with new clothes and headed towards Privet Drive. Every single one of the Parkers were there listening to their dad talk on how he got a job in the Ministry of Magic. He was the replacement for Bertha Jorkins.
"Hey Harry. Sit down. We got hotcakes," Tara said.
"No thanks I already ate."
"You can't possibly be full."
"Alright."
Just after, an owl came hooting in the air with a letter. It landed smoothly on Tara's lap. She untied the letter and read it aloud. When she finished reading the letter, Mr. And Mrs. Parker's eyes were filled with tears. Soon they were all hugging each other.