Hi all. Im sorry at my first attempt at a beginning to by story. I know it sucked. This is my new attempt and i think its a little better. Thanks for waiting. So. Without further ado, i would like to present , The new and improved, Chapter one

A Blessing In Disguise

The roaring wind rattled the glass in Harry bedroom window as he sat watching the lightning light up Privet drive. He had sat there for days on end as the storms raged outside. He had only the entertainment of his school books as he cursed the fact that it had not only been storming for the past week but prior to that summer has been a replaced by a thick misty fog that reportedly was covering the whole of England. Harry still had not heard from the order as he waited out his last summer at number four. Hermione and Ron had also stopped writing to him because the fog kept confusing the owls and a large number of letters had been diverted to the house next door. This however, had been somewhat a blessing in disguise because it had been because of this that he had met the beautiful girl next door.

The previous weeks an angry looking man with a purple face not unlikeUncle Vernon'shad hammered on the door of number four with a fistful of letters all addressed to Harry, complaining of how owls kept banging into his windows caring letters for him, he would point a chubby finger at Harry. Uncle Vernon flew into a rage about how his people, at that he would flick his head in the direction of Harry, were incapable of organising anything even remotely efficient and how the world would be better if his lot, another jerk towards Harry, would just pack up and clear off. Harry had written to everyone who he thought would possibly wright to him and told them to hold off until the mist lifted.

But one day there was a loud knock at the door around lunch time and Dudley, being he only one home apart from Harry, waddled to the door and flung it open. He stood there in amazement and looked at person in front of him for a few moments before clicking into his "irresistible" mode as he liked to tell all his mates.

He placed one hand high on the doorframe and lent against it. He than ran his hand through his pudding basin cut blond hair. By this time Harry had come into the hallway and was watching in amusement as Dudley leant against the door blocking the person on the other side out of view. Harry heard a little giggle from behind Dudley's massive frame and realised this was Dudley trying to "Pick up a chick" Dudley said in an amusingly deep husky voice.

"And how can I help you little lady,"

Harry tried to stifle his laughter behind his hands but it wasn't working very well. Dudley glanced back at him and preceded to talk in his deep voice.

"If your searching for a date tonight then I guess you've found it."

At this harry fell about laughing on the kitchen floor. Dudley straightend up as the girl stifled another giggle behind a smallcough and said.

"Ohh, im sorry, as much as I'd love to go on a date with a strapping young man like you, I can't as my boyfriend would just refuse to give me up."

"Id give him the old one, two, if it ment I could be with you." Dudley cooed.

Harry roared with laughter in the background. But he could still hear the conversation happening in the hall.

"Oh im sorry, I could never be with someone who went around giving people the old one, two."She saidmimicking Dudley,"I guess ill be sticking with Jack for now. But if its not too much trouble id like to see Harry. I hear he's a very respectable young chap."

Harry immediately stopped rolling about in laughter at the mention of his name. He stood up and was in the hall just in time to see an imbarased, purple faced Dudley walk past him and into the kitchen.

"Its for you" he barked as he slammed the kitchen door.

Harry could now see the figure in the door properly. All of a sudden he was finding it hard to breath as he stowly walked towards the girl who was howling wih laughter.

"Any guy that treats me like a piece of meat is in need of a good dose of humiliation, if you ask me." She laughed.

Harry had no reply to this. He just stood there staring at the beauty in front of him. She had legs that went forever and long golden blonde hair. Her features were delicate and refined and she had electric blue eyes. She was wearing tight dark blue jeans and a light blue long sleaved shirt with a thin long silver scarf that flowed of her perfect neck. Harry stood in awe and didn't notice that she had stopped laughing.

"Are you Harry" Harry jerked back to life.

All he could manage was a small nod. She just stood there and he managed to say in a high squeaky voice that he hadn't heard since hisseccond year at Hogwarts.

"Yes"

Real smooth Harry, he thought. He made a mental note to kick himself later.

"Well Harry, these came this morning to my house and I thought I'd bring them over before my father found them." She handed the letter to Harry that was addressed in unusually curly writing. Harry composed himself and managed to say,

"thankyou" without further embarrassing himself.

"Well, ah, bye." she said and she turned and walked away.

Harry stood there and watched her as she walked up the garden path and around the fence to her house. He stood there and though about what had just happened to him remembering he hadn't felt that way in front of a girl since he first met Cho. It was only then that he realised he hadn't gotten her name. Bugger, he thought, now I have to kick myself twice.

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Lexie-potter