8 year old harry was back from yet another summer at St. Grogory
Here he did not have any friends, and the only person nice to him was his class teacher.
His teachers had told his aunt and uncle that Dudley needs to improve his grades or he might have to repeat his grade, harry, on the other hand had improved since last year, of course, they hadn't been too happy and demanded that they be in separate classes.
Harry was very happy with this, as Dudley and his gang won't be able to bully him anymore, they also told harry that he was to moved classes not Dudley, by his aunt's claiming that her little dudders may fall into depression if he was to be separated from his friends, though harry knew he would just fake cries and whine all day.
This had brought a little ray of hope in his miserable little life.
Harry hoped that this would bee the best first of school he'd ever have.
This seems like a great place to end
forgive me for the formatting issue that occurred when I first posted this story. This was originally posted on AO3 and I decided to publish it here as I finally figured out how to post stories here
-My JJD party
