Chapter 2
(A/n: Last time Harry met Ashton, and where we left off, they were sitting at the Dursley's fence and they had their hands facing one another. "They stayed like that for awhile." So now, you read.)
Harry looked at himself in the old cracked mirror in his room. He sat there, looking at himself. He sighed and looked down to his feet. Harry felt a feeling inside his tummy. He didn't know what it was, was it the after math of Aunt Petunia's tuna cassrole? Or was it Ashton?
Harry slowly walked over to the window and sat down. He looked at the stars. He was exhausted, but so awake at the same time. He felt his stomach churn. He looked over to Ashton's house.
There was a warm glow coming from her living room area. There was two large shadows sitting in there. Harry looked up to the upstairs area. There was a bedroom light on also. Harry looked closely and saw that Ashton was sitting at her window, staring at the stars also.
Her strawberry blonde hair was gently blowing with the gentle breeze. She inhaled slowly and smiled. Her hair was in her eyes, but she didn't care. She opened her eyes and looked up to the stars. Harry followed her gaze. She was looking at a really bright star.
"That's my planet." Ashton said to Harry. Harry looked at her then her star. "How do you own it?" He asked. She smiled. "I don't OWN it. I pretend to be the queen there." Harry looked at her. Was she insane? "You still play imaginary?" She smiled. "No, I don't. I try to. I like to locate my planet each night and then I like to talk to my people." Harry looked at her. He was confused.
"Now you have people?" He asked. She shook her head. "I'm the queen there. I rule the people,I don't OWN them. Their not property you know." Harry smiled. Ashton did also. "You're a cutie." She told Harry. He smiled. Then his smile faded and he looked down.
"I gotta go to bed." Ashton said slowly. Harry looked up and watched her shut her window. He sighed. He closed his eyes and looked down.
He slowly crawled back into his room. He shut the window and laid down on his bed. He rolled over and looked at his calendar. He smiled. The day after tommrow was the day he was going to Hogwarts. He shut off the light and, laid there in darkness.
"If I marry Ashton, Ron and I will be brothers." Harry whispered to himself. But he felt so strange talking about Ashton. Harry sighed and rolled over onto his side. "I've never fallen in love." He realized. He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Harry had a strange dream that night. He dreamed that it was his wedding day. He was standing at the altar, Ashton in front of him. Ginny was the bridesmaid, Ron, the best man. Harry had goose bumps though. The ceramony was afully quick. But then when the Priest said loudly: "Speak now or forever hold your peace." It was then that Harry felt ill. Ginny raised her hand. "I object to them getting married." The Priest looked at her. "Why?" He questioned.
Ginny gulped. "Because I love the groom. I always have." Ashton looked at Ginny then took off her veil and handed it to Ginny. She put her bouqet into Ginny's hands and stepped back. Harry didn't know what to do. He was in so much panic that he ran out of the chapel.
Harry woke up to his boring room. He sighed and leaned angst the wall. He felt goose bumps go up his spine. He looked around the messy room.
The dream slowly came back to him. He closed his eyes as Ashton smiling and willingly walked off the altar and let Ginny be in her place. Harry gulped. "Ginny?" He closed his eyes. "Why Ginny?" He asked as he slowly walked over to the window.
The sun was slowly rising over the horizion. It was Sunday morning. Harry slowly opened the floorboard that he hid all his Wizarding stuff in. He pulled out his duffle bag and slowly and silently pulled everything out. As soon as he was done there was a pile of stuff on the floor.
"Hogwarts here I come." He said piling all his stuff into his bag slowly. He smiled. Soon he would see everybody, and forget about the Dursely's till next summer. Life was gong to be perfect soon.
But he still had the question of Ashton and Ginny going through his head.
(A/n: Last time Harry met Ashton, and where we left off, they were sitting at the Dursley's fence and they had their hands facing one another. "They stayed like that for awhile." So now, you read.)
Harry looked at himself in the old cracked mirror in his room. He sat there, looking at himself. He sighed and looked down to his feet. Harry felt a feeling inside his tummy. He didn't know what it was, was it the after math of Aunt Petunia's tuna cassrole? Or was it Ashton?
Harry slowly walked over to the window and sat down. He looked at the stars. He was exhausted, but so awake at the same time. He felt his stomach churn. He looked over to Ashton's house.
There was a warm glow coming from her living room area. There was two large shadows sitting in there. Harry looked up to the upstairs area. There was a bedroom light on also. Harry looked closely and saw that Ashton was sitting at her window, staring at the stars also.
Her strawberry blonde hair was gently blowing with the gentle breeze. She inhaled slowly and smiled. Her hair was in her eyes, but she didn't care. She opened her eyes and looked up to the stars. Harry followed her gaze. She was looking at a really bright star.
"That's my planet." Ashton said to Harry. Harry looked at her then her star. "How do you own it?" He asked. She smiled. "I don't OWN it. I pretend to be the queen there." Harry looked at her. Was she insane? "You still play imaginary?" She smiled. "No, I don't. I try to. I like to locate my planet each night and then I like to talk to my people." Harry looked at her. He was confused.
"Now you have people?" He asked. She shook her head. "I'm the queen there. I rule the people,I don't OWN them. Their not property you know." Harry smiled. Ashton did also. "You're a cutie." She told Harry. He smiled. Then his smile faded and he looked down.
"I gotta go to bed." Ashton said slowly. Harry looked up and watched her shut her window. He sighed. He closed his eyes and looked down.
He slowly crawled back into his room. He shut the window and laid down on his bed. He rolled over and looked at his calendar. He smiled. The day after tommrow was the day he was going to Hogwarts. He shut off the light and, laid there in darkness.
"If I marry Ashton, Ron and I will be brothers." Harry whispered to himself. But he felt so strange talking about Ashton. Harry sighed and rolled over onto his side. "I've never fallen in love." He realized. He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Harry had a strange dream that night. He dreamed that it was his wedding day. He was standing at the altar, Ashton in front of him. Ginny was the bridesmaid, Ron, the best man. Harry had goose bumps though. The ceramony was afully quick. But then when the Priest said loudly: "Speak now or forever hold your peace." It was then that Harry felt ill. Ginny raised her hand. "I object to them getting married." The Priest looked at her. "Why?" He questioned.
Ginny gulped. "Because I love the groom. I always have." Ashton looked at Ginny then took off her veil and handed it to Ginny. She put her bouqet into Ginny's hands and stepped back. Harry didn't know what to do. He was in so much panic that he ran out of the chapel.
Harry woke up to his boring room. He sighed and leaned angst the wall. He felt goose bumps go up his spine. He looked around the messy room.
The dream slowly came back to him. He closed his eyes as Ashton smiling and willingly walked off the altar and let Ginny be in her place. Harry gulped. "Ginny?" He closed his eyes. "Why Ginny?" He asked as he slowly walked over to the window.
The sun was slowly rising over the horizion. It was Sunday morning. Harry slowly opened the floorboard that he hid all his Wizarding stuff in. He pulled out his duffle bag and slowly and silently pulled everything out. As soon as he was done there was a pile of stuff on the floor.
"Hogwarts here I come." He said piling all his stuff into his bag slowly. He smiled. Soon he would see everybody, and forget about the Dursely's till next summer. Life was gong to be perfect soon.
But he still had the question of Ashton and Ginny going through his head.