I won't accept 'no' for an answer

It's 12pm, it's sunny day. Hot summer day, almost perfect. It's quiet, people are in vacation or are trying to hide themselves from this hot weather in their houses. It was as normal as it could be. But one 15 years old, black haired and green-eyed boy in Private Drive 4 knew that it was everything else but normal. The boy is Harry Potter, who has lived with his aunt and unckle almost 15 years

On his 11th birthday, his life changed complitely. He found out that he is wizard who's parents were killed and not dies in car accident like he believed 10 years. Ever since that he's been in greatest danger.

The powerful and most feared wizard tried to kill Harry along with his parents, but had failed and lost his power. He dissapeared from wizardring world for 13 years, finding a way to return and ger back his power.

Harry was invited to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on his 11th birthday, where he made his first and true friends. Now he is starting his 6th year there. All these five years at school he's been face to face with danger. He has been defeated Voldemort, the wizard who murdered Harry's parents more than once.

Now he is back. Voldemort is back with full power along with his followers-Death Eaters. He's purpose is to kill Harry for once and for all.

Harry was laying in his bed, staring at teh ceiling. He had been like that for days and weeks. Me moved himself only when it was nessesery, like when he went to eat or opened the window for Hedwig, who came in or wanted to get out.

Over a month ago Harry's godfather died in front of Harry. He saw it over and over again in his dreams, he couldn't get it out of his head. Sirius, was the only family Harry had. Only family who cared about him.

Harry had black circles around his eyes beacause of these nightmares what he saw almsot every night. He was afraid to close his eyes, afraid to see Sirius' death again.

Harry was deep in thoughts, as usual, when he heard knock on his window. He slowly lifted his head up to see who it was. Not for his suprise he saw Hedwig, as he thought. He put his head back to the pillow, not careing about the letter what Hedwig was carrying.

He knew that the letter was from Hermione, since he got letter from Ron just two hours ago and now there she was, with another letter.

Harry didn't hurry to get the letter, he was so used to it and also annoyed. His friends wrote him almsot every day. But harry, who felt so numb and lonely, didn't bother to answe any of those letters he got. Since window was closed hedwig kept knocking.

„LET THE DAMN BIRD IN BEFORE SOMEONE SEES HER" shouted Harry's uncle-Vernon Dursley.

Harry scrowled and got out of his bed. He slowly made his way to the window and when he opened it Hedwig flew to his desk what was in the other side of the room. Harry followed her, walking like some half-dead person. He was wakling as slowly as possible.

When Harry reached to the desk, Hedwig flew back to the window. Harry stood in the same spot for several minutes, without moveing. His eyes were closed, he was breathing hard. He then lowered his head and put his hands on the table, as trying to find some support. „Enough of this game" He spat angrily.

He lifted his head up and opened his eyes when Hedwig pecked gently his hand. Harry then untied the letter from his leg and put it on the table, without opening it.

He made his way back to his bed and laid down on it, just like he was before, his gaze once again turned to the ceiling. Hedwig looked at his owner, before she picked the letter and flew across Harry, dropping the letter on his stomach.

Harry looked the letter and then Hedwig, before putting the letter under the pillow. He knew what was in the letter. The same question, what he read in every other letter. 'How are you, why don't you reply'

Hedwig once again started to peck Harry's hand. „What?" Harry asked her and had to admit that Hedwig was the most intelligent owl he had met. She didn't stop pecking Harry's hand, what ofcourse upset Harry.

„Alright, you win, I'll read it. Better now?" He asked from Hedwig as he took hermione's letter and opened it.

Dear Harry,

How have you been? Why haven't you written back? We're worried to sick! You do get our messages, right? I am so sorry that you have to live with your afwul unckle and aunt.

I've talked to professor Dumbledore about it and i convinced him that it's better for you if you get out of that house.

I also talked to Ron and the rest of the Weasleys, who are staying in Headquartes, and we all agrees that you should come to my place for the rest of the summer.

My parents have agreed with it and they're waiting for you, along with me.

If you want to come, send Hedwig back with your answer and we will pick you up tomorrow before breakfast.

Ron won't come here, his mother don't let him to. Mrs Weasley said that she needs Ron's help to clean Headquartes. Ron of course wasn't very happy about it.

Send me back your answer as soon as you can. I really hope you agree to come, i miss you alot. We all are.

Love,

Hermione.

Harry put the letter away and laid down again. He wanted to go away from this house as far as possible, but where should he go? He couldn't go back to Grimmault Place 12, to sirius' house. It was just too painful for him. Too many memories of Sirius were there.

He also couldn't go to Burrow either, since Weasleys were in Grimmault, in the Order of the Phoenix Headquartes. Ron had told Harry that over a week ago. He also said that Percy came back to home and Harry didn't want to ruin the Weasley family reunion, even thought Mr. And Mrs. Weasly took Harry as they're own son. He also didn't want to meet Percy, not now. Not after what he had said to Ron in the letter few months ago.

And thinking about Hermione's offer to go to her place, made him cheer up a little bit, but then his common sense took over his mind, he also felt Hedwig pecking his hand again.

„Drop it, i won't reply. It's better that way. Better if she's not coming to pick me up." said Harry as he looked at Hedwig, but that didn't stop her. She didn't accept Harry's answer and Harry couldn't help but smile.

„I suppose Hermione told you to do so, just like i did last year when i wanted them to answer me" Harry said rather to himself then anyone else. Hedwig hooted and harry took that as agreement. Harry scrached softly her head and got off of the bed to write a letter to Hermione.

Dear Hermione,

I got every single message you snet. But i didn't..-

Harry stopped. What was he supposed to write? Didn't want to write back? It would have insulted her. Didn't have time? No, he couldn't write that either, beacause it was a lie and he couldn't lie to his best friend. He throw the letter he just started away and took another piece of parchment and started to write again, ignoreing few questions what Herione had asked.

Dear Hermione,

I got your letter and i must say it was very clever from you to let Hedwig peck me until i write back.

About coming in your place for the summer, I must say that i cannot come. I cannot put you and your parents lives in danger.

I really am sorry

Harry.

Harry reread it and looked at Hedwig, who was on the table, looking curiously at Harry. „Alright girl, I have some work for you to do" said Harry and put the letter in the envelope. When he wanted to tie the letter on her leg, she hooted again and flew away from Harry.

„What is it?" Harry asked as he looked at her, who was on his bed now. „Hedwig, i can't go" Harry said quietly, as he realized why Hedwig acted this way. „I've risked with too much. I've lost the ones i live and all beacause of this stupid prophesy, all beacause of me" Harry continued talking with her in soft whisper, holding back tears.

White snowy owl must have understood this, beacause he flew back to Harry, but still didn't let him tie the letter. After half an hour Hegwig surrended and and flew away to Hermione, delivering Harry's letter.

Harry shook his head and looked after Hedwig before going back to his bed. He was laying there for hours, skipping lunch and dinner. He felt bad for replying 'No' to Hermione, he did agreed with Hedwig, that he needed some company, but then he remambered what had happened in the Department of Mystry and how close he was to lose his friends. Thinking about it he knew that he had made the right decision.

Harry fall asleep without even noticing. He again saw nightmares of Sirius' death, he saw it over and over again. „Sirius" he screamed and jumped up, tears were in his eyes, he was covered with sweat and he was breathing hard.

He rushed his hand through his messy hair and touched the lightning scar in his forehead, what was hurting. He looked out of the window, hoping to find Hedwig, but didn't. She wasn't there. Then his ears caught some voices downstairs, some one were argueing. Harry rolled his eyes and laid back down. He quessed that unckle Vernon was argueing with mailman or something like that.

Before he knew he heard footsteps coming towards his room. He sat up on the bed, looking at the door. Before Harry realized who it was or where the one was going, the door flung open and with a shriek his view was covered by pushy brown hair. Hermione had thrown her arms around Harry's neck with such force that she had puched Harry back to bed, hermione untop of him, hugging him tight. Harry couldn't help but put his hands around her too.

„Harry, are you alright? Oh i was so worried about you. Why you didn't write back?" she said softly as tears fall from her cheeks. Harry felt her warm tears on his neck, sicne Hermione was still holding him.

„Can't... breathe..." Harry joked and Hermione pulled herself off of him.

„Oh, sorry" she said looking a bit embaressing, wiping her tears. She sat down next to Harry.

„Hermione, what are you doing here? How did you get here?" Harry asked, being suprised to see her. He did told her not to come. But now here she was, sitting right next to him, tears still falling. He noticed that Hermione had changed during these short weeks. She now had light brown skin, she must have been in some beach, her hair were not that pushy anymore and she was wearing blue cut off shorts and pink sleeveless silk top. His jaw dropped as he looked at him, luckyly he closed her mouth before she noticed this.

„Harry, did you really think i will leave you here?" Hermione said brightly, looking with her chocolate brown eyes to Harry's emerald eyes. She stood up and noticed that he haven't packed his stuff. „Come on. Let's pack your stuff,so we could leave." she said looking at Harry.

„but.. but i already told you"

„you told me that you're not coming, yes i know. But did you really excpect me to accept 'No' for an answer?" Hermione stated matter-of-factly and for her delight Harry got up and started to pack his school supplies.