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A Summer Exchange.

Harry and Daphne

Chapter Two.

Knowing they wouldn't receive a warm welcome upon their arrival, Harry smiled apologetically to Daphne before knocking on the door to 4 Privet Drive, confusing Daphne somewhat. Harry could see her frowning out the corner of his eye, most likely wondering why he was knocking on the door to his own home. This should be interesting, he thought to himself as Petunia opened the door with a slight sneer. "Get inside," she hissed, holding the door open only slightly wide enough to allow them both entrance. "Vernon will be home in an hour and dinner had better be ready, get to work," she told them, slamming the small door closed and walking into the living room.

"Actually could you tell me where I'd be sleeping? I'd like to rest and freshen up before dinner," Daphne said with a small, somewhat polite smile in Petunia's direction.

Petunia looked the younger girl up and down before raising her head slightly, looking down her nose at the now slightly wider eyed Daphne, "Get cooking girlie. You're not staying in a hotel, you're lucky to be sleeping here at all," she told her before turning on her heel and leaving the two teens alone in the hallway.

"Come on," Harry said leading Daphne into the kitchen. "Let me just get started on the dinner and then I'll show you where you'll be sleeping," he told her, deliberately leaving out that they would be sharing the small room that was his.

"Your aunt appears to be a delightful woman," Daphne remarked leaning against the counter as she watched Harry quickly make a start on dinner. "Is she always that polite or have I merely caught her on a good day?" she asked.

"No, she's always like that. Uncle Vernon will be worse though I'm afraid. Dudley isn't that bad anymore, but you're still unlikely to be warmly welcomed or treated while you're here," Harry warned her with a small smile as he shut the oven door. "Right, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping," he told her leading her upstairs, grabbing hold of Daphne's bag on the way. "I'm sorry but the house isn't very big, I'm afraid we'll be sharing," he explained to her as he opened the door to the smallest bedroom of Privet Drive and standing back to let her see exactly where they would be staying for the next three weeks.

"There's one bed," Daphne remarked after quickly looking around the miniscule room, taking note of the broken wardrobe, the night table propped up with old class books and the small single bed pushed into the far corner.

"I know there is," Harry muttered, obviously uncomfortable that they would be sharing such a small confined space for the coming weeks. "I'll make up a bed on the floor and you can have the bed. I'm afraid that it's not the most comfortable," he told her with an apologetic smile. "The bathroom is just across the hall. I'll leave you to get settled, I'll be downstairs," he told her before leaving her alone in the small bedroom.

Once she was alone, Daphne sat down on the small bed and looked around the room, trying to think of any reasons she could give to the professors back at Hogwarts as to why she shouldn't have to stay in what was already turning out to be a horrible little house, with horrible people. And she hadn't even met all of them yet.

When she finally joined Harry downstairs, dinner was ready and on the table, where she got her first glimpse of Harry's uncle and cousin and she was shocked by the vast differences between the small family. While Harry and his aunt were thin and somewhat scrawny, his uncle and cousin were grossly overweight. Daphne was surprised the chairs they were sitting on didn't collapse under the pressure of holding up such weight.

When Harry and Daphne both sat down at the table, the largest man Daphne had ever seen turned his beady, sweaty eyes on the two teens. "So you're the other freak I have to have in my home," he said with a sneer worthy of a Malfoy she thought.

"This is Daphne Greengrass. This is my Uncle Vernon and my cousin Dudley," Harry introduced them, letting out a small sigh of relief when Dudley politely nodded towards his classmate, rather than just stare at the pretty blonde next to him.

"It's nice to meet you. Thank you, for letting me stay in your home," Daphne said with a polite smile. "I'm sorry if my being here cause any inconvenience."

"Oh it's a huge inconvenience having you here missy," Vernon told her loudly. "It's bad enough we've got this freak still here and now we've got you. But believe you me; you will be working for the roof over your head and the food on your plate, just like the boy here," he warned her before he started shovelling food into his mouth.

"Excuse me? I'm your guest, not your servant," Daphne told him, her voice slightly raised in panic. This was not what she was expecting for this summer exchange.

"You either work or you sleep outside. There'll be no freaky magic taking place in my house girl and you will be working for your keep. Not as if were getting any money to have you, we might as well get something out of it. You'll help Potter with the cooking and do the washing and cleaning," Vernon told her before once again leaving her looking dumbstruck as he went back to shovelling food into his mouth.

When dinner was finally over and Harry had finished washing up – with little help from Daphne – the two teens retired to the small bedroom where Harry left Daphne to get changed before they both got into their beds, the two lying on their backs, staring up at the ceiling as they contemplated just what the next three weeks would entail. "Was your uncle serious about what he said at dinner? Am I really going to be a glorified house-elf for the next three weeks?" she asked him.

"Unfortunately. I'm sorry about him by the way. I would say that he's not always like that but he is, you quickly get used to it. He'll be at work most of the time anyway and Aunt Petunia usually keeps out of the way when we're doing chores. It'll fly by," Harry told her apologetically.

"I'm not being a house-elf for half of my summer Harry," she told him angrily. "I did not sign up for this."

"None of us signed up for it Daphne. But you have to work with the cards life deals you," Harry told her. Rolling over so he was facing away from her he told quietly, "You don't have to do any chores Daphne. I can manage them all anyway. I've had years of practice," he added quietly, causing Daphne to frown into the dark, wondering if this was what Harry's life was really like?

Daphne is in the house! I know that it was just introducing Daphne to the Dursley's and I honestly think this is the smallest chapter I've ever written, but I hope you enjoyed it.

A little note for the next couple of chapters, there isn't a chapter for everyday (because some days are just boring and repetitive!) so there will be little jumps, both inside and between the chapters.