Exchange Student
Chapter one: Arrival
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling/Warner Brothers owns the Harry Potter Characters. I own the Chanroodians. Ask before using them.
Harry and Ron sat next to each other on the Hogwart's Express, on their way home for winter Vacation.
"I don't think my Aunt and Uncle will go along with this." Harry told Ron, looking at a piece of paper in his hands.
"Just tell them you need it to graduate from school." Ron suggested, also looking at the paper.
"But, they don't like strangers in the house, it makes them paranoid." Harry told him, putting the paper in his bag.
"They'll get used to having the exchange student around the house, don't worry about it." Ron reassured him.
"That's easy for you to say, you don't have to tell them about it." Harry said as the train squealed to a stop.
"Good luck." Ron told him as he got off the train.
"Yeah, I'll need it." Harry said to himself as he walked down the steps and made his way to where his uncle was standing by the car.
"Hurry up boy." Uncle Vernon spat at Harry, shoving him toward the car. Harry put his stuff in the trunk and climbed in the car.
"I have something to tell you." Harry said to his uncle as they were driving to the house.
"What?" Uncle Vernon said through clenched teeth.
"Never mind, I'll tell you at the house." Harry said, sensing his Uncle's ever-present bad mood.
* * *
"All right what did you want to tell me?" Uncle Vernon asked Harry as they walked in the house and to the living room.
"I have this paper from school." Harry explained pulling the paper he had on the train out of his bag and handing it to his uncle. "It's a form saying I can have a exchange student come and stay here."
"No!" Aunt Petunia shrieked, running in from the kitchen. "I don't want some strange person here, messing up my nice clean house!"
"But, I need it to graduate from school!" Harry argued, taking Ron's suggestion.
"If it's for that school of yours, I won't have someone stay here either." Uncle Vernon joined in. After about an hour of arguing, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia gave in reluctantly and Uncle Vernon signed the paper and went to go deliver it.
"I swear, if that person gets even one spot anywhere, you're cleaning up with your tongue!" Aunt Petunia hissed at Harry and stomped off to the kitchen.
"What's all the arguing about?" Dudley asked, waddling down the hallway into the living room.
"We're going to have a exchange student stay over, sweetums." Aunt Petunia said, sticking her head into the living room.
"Oh, you mean one of his freak friends are going to stay here?" Dudley asked his mom, jerking his fat thumb in Harry's direction.
"It's a exchange student from a different place, moron." Harry mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Dudley asked.
"Nothing, I didn't say anything." Harry said quickly.
"Mum, Harry called me a moron!" Dudley yelled and before Harry knew it his Aunt was by his side, ready to smack him with a rolling pin, he had to duck in order to keep from getting a concussion. Dudley just looked on, laughing.
"Don't ever let me hear you call Dudley that again or you'll be sleeping in the garage!" She threatened Harry and went back in the kitchen. Then Harry heard the door open and his Uncle came walking in to the living room.
"I sent that form off." He said, taking off his coat and hanging it up. "I don't know when they'll send the student over, but it better not be too late." He said, sitting at the kitchen table and picking up the newspaper.
* * *
The days went by with no sign from the exchange student. Then, the day before Harry had to go back to Hogwarts, there was a knock at the door.
"That's probably the student." Uncle Vernon said grumpily, getting up from his spot at the table, grumbling about how much people who are late annoy him. He went to the door and opened it. Standing in the doorway was a beautiful young girl around Harry's age, with skin as pale as moonlight and wore a long, plain green dress on with a matching scarf that wrapped around her neck and head, shrouding her hair from view. The only thing that seemed out of place was the dark sunglasses that she wore.
"Hello, I am Ujisa." She said in a soft voice that managed to mix a Russian and Japanese accent, bowing slightly.
"I'm Vernon Dursley and this is my wife Petunia and son Dudley." He told her, gesturing at them.
"Hello." She said, bowing at them.
"Well, come in." He said.
"Thank you." She said, walking in and taking off her shoes.
"Don't you want to take off your scarf and sunglasses?" Aunt Petunia asked her.
"No. My scalp dries out if it is exposed to air so I have to keep it covered and I have to keep my glasses on because I had eye surgery and I could damage my eyesight if I take them off." Ujisa said politely.
"Oh." Aunt Petunia said and gave Uncle Vernon a "This girl is really strange" look.
"You are not happy to have me here." Usina said suddenly, looking at Uncle Vernon as if reading his mind.
"What's makes you say that?" He asked.
Usina just shrugged.
"Is the student here yet?" Harry asked, coming down the stairs.
"Who is that?" Usina asked Uncle Vernon.
"That's just Harry, our nephew. He lives with us." Uncle Vernon told her.
"Hello." She greeted, bowing.
"Hi." Harry said back.
"Well, we have errands to run." Aunt Petunia said suddenly. "We'll be back in a few hours. Come on Vernon. Dudley." Aunt Petunia said quickly, running out the door.
"You better not try any funny stuff while we're gone or I'll make you sorry you were ever brought into this world." Uncle Vernon Threatened Harry before walking out the door with Dudley.
"Errands? I don't remember them saying anything about errands." Harry said, confused.
"I make them uncomfortable. That's probably why they left." Ujisa told him. She then looked at Harry the same way she looked at Uncle Vernon.
"You hate them. They make you angry." She told him.
"How did you know that?" Harry asked her, completely surprised.
"Do you promise not to tell anyone?" She asked.
"I promise." He told her. She then reached up and took off her glasses and what he saw made his eyes widen with shock.
Chapter one: Arrival
Disclaimer: J.K Rowling/Warner Brothers owns the Harry Potter Characters. I own the Chanroodians. Ask before using them.
Harry and Ron sat next to each other on the Hogwart's Express, on their way home for winter Vacation.
"I don't think my Aunt and Uncle will go along with this." Harry told Ron, looking at a piece of paper in his hands.
"Just tell them you need it to graduate from school." Ron suggested, also looking at the paper.
"But, they don't like strangers in the house, it makes them paranoid." Harry told him, putting the paper in his bag.
"They'll get used to having the exchange student around the house, don't worry about it." Ron reassured him.
"That's easy for you to say, you don't have to tell them about it." Harry said as the train squealed to a stop.
"Good luck." Ron told him as he got off the train.
"Yeah, I'll need it." Harry said to himself as he walked down the steps and made his way to where his uncle was standing by the car.
"Hurry up boy." Uncle Vernon spat at Harry, shoving him toward the car. Harry put his stuff in the trunk and climbed in the car.
"I have something to tell you." Harry said to his uncle as they were driving to the house.
"What?" Uncle Vernon said through clenched teeth.
"Never mind, I'll tell you at the house." Harry said, sensing his Uncle's ever-present bad mood.
* * *
"All right what did you want to tell me?" Uncle Vernon asked Harry as they walked in the house and to the living room.
"I have this paper from school." Harry explained pulling the paper he had on the train out of his bag and handing it to his uncle. "It's a form saying I can have a exchange student come and stay here."
"No!" Aunt Petunia shrieked, running in from the kitchen. "I don't want some strange person here, messing up my nice clean house!"
"But, I need it to graduate from school!" Harry argued, taking Ron's suggestion.
"If it's for that school of yours, I won't have someone stay here either." Uncle Vernon joined in. After about an hour of arguing, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia gave in reluctantly and Uncle Vernon signed the paper and went to go deliver it.
"I swear, if that person gets even one spot anywhere, you're cleaning up with your tongue!" Aunt Petunia hissed at Harry and stomped off to the kitchen.
"What's all the arguing about?" Dudley asked, waddling down the hallway into the living room.
"We're going to have a exchange student stay over, sweetums." Aunt Petunia said, sticking her head into the living room.
"Oh, you mean one of his freak friends are going to stay here?" Dudley asked his mom, jerking his fat thumb in Harry's direction.
"It's a exchange student from a different place, moron." Harry mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Dudley asked.
"Nothing, I didn't say anything." Harry said quickly.
"Mum, Harry called me a moron!" Dudley yelled and before Harry knew it his Aunt was by his side, ready to smack him with a rolling pin, he had to duck in order to keep from getting a concussion. Dudley just looked on, laughing.
"Don't ever let me hear you call Dudley that again or you'll be sleeping in the garage!" She threatened Harry and went back in the kitchen. Then Harry heard the door open and his Uncle came walking in to the living room.
"I sent that form off." He said, taking off his coat and hanging it up. "I don't know when they'll send the student over, but it better not be too late." He said, sitting at the kitchen table and picking up the newspaper.
* * *
The days went by with no sign from the exchange student. Then, the day before Harry had to go back to Hogwarts, there was a knock at the door.
"That's probably the student." Uncle Vernon said grumpily, getting up from his spot at the table, grumbling about how much people who are late annoy him. He went to the door and opened it. Standing in the doorway was a beautiful young girl around Harry's age, with skin as pale as moonlight and wore a long, plain green dress on with a matching scarf that wrapped around her neck and head, shrouding her hair from view. The only thing that seemed out of place was the dark sunglasses that she wore.
"Hello, I am Ujisa." She said in a soft voice that managed to mix a Russian and Japanese accent, bowing slightly.
"I'm Vernon Dursley and this is my wife Petunia and son Dudley." He told her, gesturing at them.
"Hello." She said, bowing at them.
"Well, come in." He said.
"Thank you." She said, walking in and taking off her shoes.
"Don't you want to take off your scarf and sunglasses?" Aunt Petunia asked her.
"No. My scalp dries out if it is exposed to air so I have to keep it covered and I have to keep my glasses on because I had eye surgery and I could damage my eyesight if I take them off." Ujisa said politely.
"Oh." Aunt Petunia said and gave Uncle Vernon a "This girl is really strange" look.
"You are not happy to have me here." Usina said suddenly, looking at Uncle Vernon as if reading his mind.
"What's makes you say that?" He asked.
Usina just shrugged.
"Is the student here yet?" Harry asked, coming down the stairs.
"Who is that?" Usina asked Uncle Vernon.
"That's just Harry, our nephew. He lives with us." Uncle Vernon told her.
"Hello." She greeted, bowing.
"Hi." Harry said back.
"Well, we have errands to run." Aunt Petunia said suddenly. "We'll be back in a few hours. Come on Vernon. Dudley." Aunt Petunia said quickly, running out the door.
"You better not try any funny stuff while we're gone or I'll make you sorry you were ever brought into this world." Uncle Vernon Threatened Harry before walking out the door with Dudley.
"Errands? I don't remember them saying anything about errands." Harry said, confused.
"I make them uncomfortable. That's probably why they left." Ujisa told him. She then looked at Harry the same way she looked at Uncle Vernon.
"You hate them. They make you angry." She told him.
"How did you know that?" Harry asked her, completely surprised.
"Do you promise not to tell anyone?" She asked.
"I promise." He told her. She then reached up and took off her glasses and what he saw made his eyes widen with shock.