But Dad, I don't wanna come to this stupid dinner! Can't you get the dead on your own? Helen complained to her father who was a building site manager. He needed to get some extra drills.
You coming Helen and thats final! John Sanders said with an air of impatience in his voice.Anyway,it won't be long.The Sanders' were a very rich and successful family.
Well, Helen, go find some clothes. You only have an hour to go get ready.
***
Privet Drive, 5:30 pm.
Right boy, I've got a very important deal coming to dinner. When they are hear, you know what you have to do?
"Go to my room, shut up, pretend I'm not here" Harry said mournfully. They had gone over this millions of times.
"And no funny buissness, OR ELSE!" Uncle Vernon bellowed. He was referring to last year when Harry had wrecked his buissness deal.
Half an hour later, when the Dursleys were dressed up in their finest clothes, a fancy 10 course meal was cooked, and an enormous selection of deserts were prepared, the doorbell rang.This was Harry's que to leave.He was just at the top of the stairs when the door opened. He dashed to his room.
***
The door was opened by a fat, ugly boy, who was a cross between a whale and a pig. A thin, horse faced woman smiled, or at least tried to smile, (It looked like she was straining her face) and a fat man with a big moustache greeted my father with a firm shake of the hand. I saw a much more appealing boy at the top of the stairs as soon as the door opened. I saw the look of panic in his eyes before he ran away. Someone normal couldn't hear it, but I heard him running away and the soft thud of a door being closed.Their dining room was by no means small, it was quite beautiful and candled decorated the table. After the 8th course I was bored and quite full, so I quietly excused myself to go to the bathroom. I walked into the hall and tried to find my jacket, in which I had a secret stash of sweets and cupcakes hidden. Yummy! I took the sweets from my coat, which the pig boy had graciously hung up for me, I went upstairs in search of the loo. After I had finished, *ahem!* I was deep in thought and staring at my feet, wondering if there was a possibility that my fave series, the Harry Potter books could possible be true, I bumped into somone.
"Oh Sorry!" I said.
I looked up into the face of a boy with bright green eyes, black hair, glasses, a scar, and a very puzzled expression.
Harry Potter! I gasped
Authors Note: Did you like it? My second fic. No flames please, and no lectures about a thick story line. If I get 5 good reviews, I'mm write a sequel. I don't own any carachters in the Harry Potter books, come to think of it, I don't own anything to do with it at all. J,K Rowling is the author so don't sue me! All I own is the plot, Helen, and her family.. *spooky music!*
You coming Helen and thats final! John Sanders said with an air of impatience in his voice.Anyway,it won't be long.The Sanders' were a very rich and successful family.
Well, Helen, go find some clothes. You only have an hour to go get ready.
***
Privet Drive, 5:30 pm.
Right boy, I've got a very important deal coming to dinner. When they are hear, you know what you have to do?
"Go to my room, shut up, pretend I'm not here" Harry said mournfully. They had gone over this millions of times.
"And no funny buissness, OR ELSE!" Uncle Vernon bellowed. He was referring to last year when Harry had wrecked his buissness deal.
Half an hour later, when the Dursleys were dressed up in their finest clothes, a fancy 10 course meal was cooked, and an enormous selection of deserts were prepared, the doorbell rang.This was Harry's que to leave.He was just at the top of the stairs when the door opened. He dashed to his room.
***
The door was opened by a fat, ugly boy, who was a cross between a whale and a pig. A thin, horse faced woman smiled, or at least tried to smile, (It looked like she was straining her face) and a fat man with a big moustache greeted my father with a firm shake of the hand. I saw a much more appealing boy at the top of the stairs as soon as the door opened. I saw the look of panic in his eyes before he ran away. Someone normal couldn't hear it, but I heard him running away and the soft thud of a door being closed.Their dining room was by no means small, it was quite beautiful and candled decorated the table. After the 8th course I was bored and quite full, so I quietly excused myself to go to the bathroom. I walked into the hall and tried to find my jacket, in which I had a secret stash of sweets and cupcakes hidden. Yummy! I took the sweets from my coat, which the pig boy had graciously hung up for me, I went upstairs in search of the loo. After I had finished, *ahem!* I was deep in thought and staring at my feet, wondering if there was a possibility that my fave series, the Harry Potter books could possible be true, I bumped into somone.
"Oh Sorry!" I said.
I looked up into the face of a boy with bright green eyes, black hair, glasses, a scar, and a very puzzled expression.
Harry Potter! I gasped
Authors Note: Did you like it? My second fic. No flames please, and no lectures about a thick story line. If I get 5 good reviews, I'mm write a sequel. I don't own any carachters in the Harry Potter books, come to think of it, I don't own anything to do with it at all. J,K Rowling is the author so don't sue me! All I own is the plot, Helen, and her family.. *spooky music!*
