"Mercedes, oh...um, wait, no, BMW...Moving truck, wait, moving truck?" Harry had been muttering to himself when a large moving van rolled down the street and stopped at the house next door. "Wonder who would ever want to live there?" Harry mumbled to Hedwig. Then he turned his attention back to the window.

A black car (Harry didn't even try to name it) had pulled up behind the truck and a girl who looked about Harry's age stepped out. Harry was mesmerized. He didn't think it was possible for one person to be so pretty! Not even Cho Chang compared to her.

The girl had straight golden-blonde hair down to her elbows that she kept back with a headband. She had sort of a sad look on her face and as soon as she got out of the car she sat down on the front porch and began to read. Harry couldn't see the book title, but it looked thick and would've taken him ages to finish. Harry decided that this was a girl he wanted to get to know.