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Hey I hope everyone likes this. It's my first fanfic so please R&R so I know what I should do better and ideas etc. It will be most welcome!
Harry sat lazily on an oak tree branch in the play park off Magnolia Crescent. He'd found that this was the best to beat the heat and avoid the Dursley's at the same time. Though since meeting Mad-Eye in the train station last spring Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's protests had quieted down considerably. Although they still wouldn't let him watch the news with them. In fact the Dursley's had tried to have the least contact with him as possible. At first Harry hadn't cared much since the only attention he'd ever gotten from them was bad anyway, but lately he had started feeling restless and rather lonely. He itched to leave number 4 Privet Drive, but he wasn't sure of where he'd go. After Sirius's death he didn't want to return to his house, not that it mattered anyway since he wasn't allowed to leave Privet Drive unless someone came for him
"Hey!" Harry jumped as the voice broke his concentration. The sudden movement caused him to start sliding off the branch he had been perched on. He recovered clumsily and looked cautiously below him, his hand reaching for the wand in his jeans.
"Hello, rude much?" The voice chided.
Harry dropped from the tree reluctantly and looked up to see a girl staring at him. His breath caught. She was gorgeous (by muggle standards). Her mahogany hair caught the setting sun, reflecting golds, browns and reds in its curls. Her eyes were a remarkable emerald. 'Colored contacts' Harry subconsciously concluded.
"So yeah, as I was saying before. Hi!" Her melodic voice cheerfully interrupted his staring. 'She has an accent' he noted curiously.
"My name's Aaralyn. I just moved here from America," she rushed the last part of her sentence. "My name means 'with song'" she laughed as she saw Harry's puzzled expression when she told him her name.
"Nice to meet you. My name's Harry. I live on Privet Drive," Harry replied automatically.
"Really? You don't look it." Aaralyn stated bluntly as she sat on the swings.
"Why?" Harry said gruffly, suddenly very aware of how awkward he must look in a shirt two sizes two large and pants that were so larger they were obviously never originally bought for him.
"You just don't strike me as stuck up or snobby like all the people I've met that live there." Aaralyn stated just as outright as before
"Oh," Harry let out a little laugh as he thought of how much truth there was to that statement. "Yeah I guess your right." He smiled
"So you have summer break right now right?" Aaralyn tipped her head inquisitively, making her loose curls spill over her shoulders.
"Yeah for another few weeks or so," Harry stared of into the disappearing sun. He felt inexplicably on edge.
"Me too! Where do you go to school?" Aaralyn stared at him waiting for his answer.
"Ho-," He started to say Hogwarts but stopped. "Boarding school," he said a little to quickly but a glance at Aaralyn told him she hadn't noticed. "You?"
"Up until this year I was home-schooled, but now I'm going to a boarding school too and I have to admit I'm a little nervous." She smiled and Harry's heart stopped. Harry was a bit surprised at the fact that she didn't ask what boarding school he was going to but relieved all the same.
They sat and talked awhile when Aaralyn saw her watch. "Oh I have to go!" She said startled, "well bye, see ya some other time!" She yelled as she ran off.
"Err…yeah bye," Harry waved. He turned and looked off into the sky. The sun had long since set and the streetlights had come on. He was alone again.
Suddenly she was in front of him again. Before he could say anything her arms were around him.
"You looked like you needed a hug," she smiled warmly. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," Harry said quietly as he watched Aaralyn run down Magnolia Crescent and disappear. With that any thoughts of not seeing her again were gone and with it his loneliness.