Harry was ecstatic, finally he was about to leave the Dursleys, Ron and his father Arthur, had just owled saying they'd be there at 4 o'clock that day. Since Sirius had been freed, Harry's only threat had vanished and the Dursleys had been worse than ever. He just hoped they wouldn't do anything when Ron was here. He didn't think they would as it would affect their image of a perfect family, but he wouldn't put anything past them.
When it was finally 3 o'clock Harry began cooking the Dursley's dinner, by getting everything ready now, it would be all finished at 5 o'clock ready for Petunia to serve. He seasoned the roast chicken and slid it into the oven, before peeling and chopping potatoes into a pan and setting them on a ring, next he separated broccoli, cauliflower and carrots into separate pans and set them on the rings with instructions to start cooking them about twenty minutes before serving.
A quick glance at the Dursley's absurdly large clock told him it was half three, that left him enough time to drag his trunk into the hall, and change into some clothes that didn't stink of raw chicken.
Mr. Dursley liked to believe he was a reasonable man, he was normal, supported his family and had raised a good son. One would say he had a perfect life and a perfect little family. But he rarely told people about his godforsaken nephew, he hated the boy with a burning passion and only the fact that Petunia told him not to, stopped him from kicked the boy out of the front door. So when he walked into the house and saw dinner prepared he was not pleased. He had specifically told the boy that he wanted Steak Pie and chips. And a damn roast chicken was sizzling away.
"BOY!" He hollered up the stairs. He heard the quick steps coming down the stairs, "Tell me Boy, what is this?"
He thrust him meaty finger at the oven.
"Tea." Harry said meekly.
"Do you not recall me asking for steak pie and chips?" He snarled.
"Yes, but I won't be here, so it would have been served before Tea time." Harry tried to explain.
"I don't want your excuses," Vernon hissed slamming Harry face first against the wall violently causing Harry to gasp in pain, "I wanted to come home to a peaceful night with my family and instead you have ruined our meal."
"I'm sorry, I can make steak!" Harry almost screamed as he was pushed harder into the wall, his ribs screaming against the pressure.
"And waste the chicken! Is that your plan to make us go bankrupt?"
"No, No honestly, I'm sorry!" He gasped, barely able to breathe.
A knock at the door made both of them freeze. Vernon went to answer it while Harry rubbed his ribs gently.
"Please come in." Vernon's voice wafted through.
A familiar long nosed red head strode into the kitchen, followed by his equally red headed – albeit balding – father.
"Hey Harry, Dad went and kidnapped the car from the forest, its still a bit mental but it was dead amusing when it chased a dog that peed up its tyre." Ron said grinning.
"Hey mate, Hi Mr. Weasley." Harry greeted.
"Oh sure! Forget about me why don't you, I'm only your girlfriend." A sarcastic voice came from the doorway.
"Ginny." Harry breathed.
He was torn, should he hug her with her father and brother standing there, or not? His decision was made when Ron pushed him forward with a smirk. Harry ignored Mr. Weasley's attempts at trying not to laugh and finally held Ginny; he'd missed her so much.
"Are you ok? How have they treated you?" She whispered almost silently.
"The usual." He replied.
He felt her tense, and when he pulled away there was a fierce anger and sadness in her eyes.
"Ready to go then?" Mr. Weasley asked cheerily.
"Yeah, My trunk's in the hall."
"Wait a minute!" Vernon sneered, "We weren't finished talking boy!"
"I'll owl you." Harry called rushing out the room to put his trunk in the boot.
…
They arrived at Ron's house later that evening, Mrs. Weasley fussed over him until he managed to escape and find Ginny. She was sitting on her bed strumming a guitar, he was shocked she knew how to play a muggle instrument.
"What song you playing?" He asked as he sat on the bed with her.
"I wrote it for you, do you want to hear?"
"Definitely."
Ron paused at the door, listening, something told him not to interrupt this.
Seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty
Is the face in the mirror looking back at you
You walk around here thinking, you're not pretty
But that's not true, 'cause I know you
"Hey Ron I'm here to see Harry." Sirius said cheerfully.
"Shh, Ginny's singing a song she wrote for him."
Sirius eyes widened and he to pressed his ear against the door.
Hold on baby, you're losing it
The water's high, you're jumping into it
And letting go, and no one knows
"Ginny knows something we don't." Ron muttered.
"Seems so."
That you cry, but you don't tell anyone
That you might not be the golden one
And you're tied together with a smile
But you're coming undone
"This is one depressing song." Ron scowled.
"Shh, I think she's hinting that Harry's keeping a secret."
I guess its true that love was all you wanted
'Cause you're giving it away like its extra change
Hoping it will end up in his pocket
But he leaves you out like a penny in the rain
"Who's ignoring him?" Sirius asked.
"I reckon she's talking about you."
"Me? But I love Harry, he's like my son!"
"Yeah, but since you were freed you've owled him once."
Sirius went silent.
Oh, 'cause its not his price to pay
Not his price to pay
Sirius looked at the door regretfully, he was so happy to be free, he'd neglected to make sure Harry was happy.
Hold on baby, you're losing it
The waters high, you're jumping into it
And letting go and no one knows
That you cry but you don't tell anyone
That you might not be the golden one
And you're tied together with a smile
But you're coming undone
Hold on baby, you're losing it
The water's high, you're jumping into it
And letting go and no one knows
That you cry but you don't tell anyone
That you might not be the golden one
And you're tied together with a smile
But you're coming undone
You're tied together with a smile
But you're coming undone
Goodbye, baby
With a smile, baby, baby
"Harry, you need to talk to Sirius." Ginny said after a long pause.
"I can't, he's so happy right now, I don't want to be the one to ruin that."
"It'll be ruined anyway, if he has to come and see your corpse at a hospital!"
"It won't come to that." Harry protested.
"How do you know?"
"I'm working on it, they'll accept me one day, I know it." Harry said desperately.
"Why do you want them to accept you, they've abused you your whole life!" Ginny said tearfully.
Before Harry could reply the door banged open revealing a distraught Sirius and a gob smacked Ron.
What did you think?
Would you like this to be a reading the books story?
My other story will be updated soon, I've just ran out of ideas, or rather they've run away from me.
Tied Together With A Smile is NOT my song it belongs to Taylor Swift (shes amazing)
I dont own Harry Potter, the brilliant J.K. Rowling does :)