A/N: This is my first story, so please, please, please tell me about any mistakes! But don't be rude, I don't like that. Also, watch out for commas, they are my weakness.
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I would not be writing fan fiction or telling you this is my first story.
One day in Harry Potter's day care class, the tall lady told the class of 5 year old munchkins how to make paper flowers. Harry, the small, scrawny boy in the back, was sitting behind the most beautiful 5 year old in the world. Lizzy Madigan had bouncy curls and pretty blue eyes, and probably was the most popular munchkin in the class. Even Dudley liked her!
The tall lady stopped talking and started handing out tissue paper. They had cute rounded edges. Harry focused on folding the paper perfectly, for he had heard Lizzy Madigan talking about how she loved paper flowers. Harry continued folding very neatly. He raised his skinny little hand for the tall lady to put the stem on, for he was done folding.
"Harry, this is very neatly folded! Good job!" said the tall lady. She put the stem on and showed Harry how to finish the flower. Five mistake – filled minutes later Harry had a pretty pink flower. He sat very patiently for daycare to end.
One half hour and several crayons later, the tall lady told the munchkins that their parents were there to pick them up. Harry ran up to Lizzy Madigan and gave her his pretty pink flower. She smiled and sheepishly blushed while accepting to pretty pink flower from Harry. He smiled back. Lizzy Madigan's mama came over to take Lizzy Madigan home. On the way to her car, Lizzy Madigan turned and gave a goodbye wave to Harry. He felt butterflies rise in his tummy. He was happy for the rest of the day.
