As you might have noticed, I have changed the story's chapters up a bit. I realized the story's chapters dragged on too much so I put some chapters together, deleted some unnecessary paragraphs, and rechecked my sentences. I hope it does not drag as much now.

One last thing, my replies to the reviews of last chapter are at the bottom. Now on to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe.

Harry went to his window and what he saw surprised him more than an alien salsa dancing. Well, Harry thought, maybe not that much.

It was Ryan, and he was holding 3 balloons and a slice of cake while wearing a "Happy Birthday" hat.

"Hi Harry" Ryan greeted, "Can I come up?"

Harry instantly looked around. How did Ryan think he was going to get up here? He thought. There was nothing to help Ryan climb up, and Harry knew the Dursley's wouldn't allow Ryan to come through the door to see him.

"Sure" Harry finally said, "But I don't know how you'd be able to get up here."

Harry could tell Ryan was trying not to grin when he asked, "You doubt the awesomeness that is me?"

"No, it's just-" Harry said quickly before getting cut off by Ryan.

"Just take these," Ryan said while thrusting the cake and the balloons in Harry's hand.

After Harry put them down, he turned around to see a smiling Ryan.

"Wha-How?" Harry was at a loss of words. How the heck did Ryan get up here, let alone so fast?

"I'm good at jumping," Ryan simply said before changing the subject.

"I'm sorry I couldn't come to the game, and I'm even sorrier I couldn't say happy birthday to you," He continued, looking around the room before turning back to Harry.

"So I was hoping I would be able to make it up to you today" Ryan said, finally getting to the point.

"You really don't have to." Harry said truthfully. Ryan just saying Happy Birthday to him was enough.

"But I want to. You're my best friend and I owe it to you!" Ryan said almost like he was pleading.

"Okay," Harry sighed. He really didn't understand why this meant so much to Ryan, but he didn't want Ryan to feel like he "owed" him anymore.

"Great! Let's go!" Ryan said with so full of excitement Harry had to smile back.

Hmm...Harry thought.

"What kind of cake is this?" He asked Ryan while smiling evilly.

"Triple chocolate," Ryan said confused, "Why?"

"No reason," Harry said before grabbing the cake and heading down stairs with Ryan in tow.

Finally Harry spotted what he was looking for. Dudley.

He walked slowly towards Dudley as if stalking his prey.

"Hey Dudley. Is Aunt Petunia or Vernon home?" Harry asked casually.

"No. What's it to you freak? Want to cry about your dead mummy and daddy?" Dudley asked snidely, never taking his eyes off the TV.

Harry took this in stride, but out of curiosity looked to see what Ryan's reaction would be. Confusion and anger were written all across Ryan's face and Harry knew he would have to tell him what Dudley was talking about later.

"Not today, Dudders. Maybe next weekend if I'm not busy," Harry retorted calmly.

Dudley's face immediately turned an interesting shade of red but before he could say, or more likely yell something, Harry continued talking.

"Now, now. I didn't come here to argue. I came down here to discuss a potential gain for both you and me."

It was quiet for a moment before Dudley grunted out, "What is it?" then added "Freak" just to try to get a reaction out of Harry.

Harry already saw this coming and pretended like he didn't hear the offending word.

"Well," Harry drawled out. "I was thinking that if you help us out you can have this beautiful cake." Harry finished while moving the slice of cake under Dudley's greedy eyes.

Dudley eventually tore his eyes from the cake but when he looked in he was fighting an internal battle. Finally it seemed greed won out and with a clenched jaw he barked out, "Fine. What is it?"

"I just need you to distract your parents if they ask for me," Harry said as if it was easiest thing in the world. After seeing Dudley's confused look Harry slowly explained,

"If Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon come home before I return, do not say anything about me being gone. If they ask for me, tell them you made me go fetch something. Be creative. Can you agree to this?"

Dudley immediately scoffed and said, "Of course I can! It's a deal, freak!"

Harry smirked, "Good. I'll give you half the slice now, and when I get back I'll give you the other piece. If I get into trouble however, I will not give you the second piece. Get it? Got it? Good." With that Harry left and pulled a very confused Ryan along with him.

Harry was going to have a great day; no if's, and's, or but's. It was going to happen.

Whether Fate wanted it to or not.

Sorry that it's so short, but still review! Give suggestions! Maybe it will help destroy horrible case of writers block!

Also:

sachaelle- The "J" he is referring to is "Journal". Kind of a spin off on the whole "Dear Diary" thing.

Lillikins, happylady- Thanks for reviewing!

~S.