A/N: Whee! I'm so happy! My second chapter; I'm only jus gettin used to the fanfiction.net controls :p
Chapter 2-The Mysterious Girl finally meets Harry Potter
Two days after his birthday, Mr. Dursley had finally allowed Harry to travel to Diagon Alley with his friends, but on one condition-he had to come home straight away. Now, poor Harry was confused at this statement, since they never allowed him to come home with a curfew. They usually never cared about him. All his life, it was Dudley, Dudley, Dudley.
Harry had Mr. Weasley come around with his new contraption that he managed to his hands ahold of-a flying motorcycle.
"Wow, a flying car, and now a flying motocycle, what's next?" As he stepped into the back seat. They whizzed off into the day, but it eventually turned out that the motocycle was faster that the car. They arrived at the burrow in no time at all.
"Welcome back to the Burrow, Harry! Isn't it wonderful to be back here at our humble abode?" explained Mr. Weasley. When Harry entered, it seemed that Ron and Hermione were already waiting for him, talking.
"Harry!" shouted Hermione. Harry hugged both of them; he wondered about last year, when Hermione planted the peck on his cheek at the train station.
"Anything bad happening at the muggle's place, Harry?" asked Fred Weasley, one of Ron's older brothers. "'Cause if your big blob of a cousin of yours is causing you trouble, we can always plant one of these." Fred winked at Harry. He remembered when Fred "accidentally" dropped a bunch of his candies which caused Dudley to have a very long tongue. Ron snorted.
"No, nothing at all, but a new family had just moved in across from us. The new family only has a single child. A girl. Uncle Vernon brought me over to meet them, and for some reason, the parents of the girl seemed to really know me well." explained Harry.
"Maybe the're supporters of You-Know-Who!" shouted George Weasley, who was the twin of Fred.
"I think not! They must be coming to Britain so that the girl can study magic here. Is she a first-year?" asked Hermione eagerly. She was hoping that she wasn't a first-year, someone that was her age so she could at least have someone to talk to other than Ron and Harry.
"She doesn't look like a first-year. More like our age." Harry seemed to pop up at Hermione's question. In his mind, she was pretty, attractive, more like a super-model than a witch. But he still had feelings for Cho Chang, Cedric's former girlfriend. He hoped to see more of her, since there was that dinner that Uncle Vernon had been invited to at his house.
Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs of the Burrow with the youngest Weasley, Ginny. When Ginny saw Harry, she blushed like mad everytime she saw him, even through the trip to Diagon Alley.
They all finally reached the Leaky Cauldron, a wizard's access to Diagon Alley. Mr. Weasley tapped the third brick from the left, and the bricks rearranged themselves into what seemed like-Diagon Alley.
Many witches and wizards gathered around different shops and attractions. Harry missed the place; it had been like home to him during his third-year when he accidentally blew up his Aunt Marge and ran away. They were about to enter Flourish and Blotts when Hagrid appeared.
"'Ey! Harry!" Hagrid shouted, dragging along what seemed to be a new student.
"Hagrid! What are you doing here?" asked Harry. Somehow, somewhere, Harry recognized the girl that had been with Hagrid.
"Well, showin' this new fifth-year 'round. She jus' transferred from Canada, didn't yeh?"
"Yes. I'm Joey Wei. Pleased to meet you." Joey held out her hand.
"Harry Potter. I think I live across from you, if I'm not mistaken." Harry shook Joey's hand.
"Yeah. That's where I recognize you from!" she exclaimed.
"Oh yes, this is Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley." Harry pointed the two out.
"Pleasure." They all shook hands, and got acuainted.
"Well, I think I'd better be off. Harry can teke good care o' yeh, won't he?" Hagrid asked. Harry blushed a little at this comment.
"Yeah, we can. Don't worry about it, Hagrid, we will!" shouted Hermione. "Bye for now!"
"So, where were you headed? Flourish and Blotts?" Harry asked. Hermione and Ron looked at this new girl. Hermione thought Joey would make a good study partner. The three took them around Diagon Alley. During their tour, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas walked up to them.
"Hey Harry, Ron, Hermione. Whoo, who's this pretty lady?" asked Dean, curious to find out who she was.
"Dean, Seamus, this is Joey Wei. New fifth-year at Hogwarts." said Harry.
"Hi." piped Joey.
"What, no accent? Must come from North America!" exclaimed Seamus. "I'm half 'n half." While Seamus muttered his story, Harry decided to go off into Flourish and Blotts. While Hermione and Ron went off to find their books, Harry stayed with Joey.
"Do you need help finding any of your books?" Asked Harry. He really seemed to be entranced by her looks. She was more beautiful than Cho Chang, but he somehow found himself stuck between the two.
"No, it's ok, thanks." Harry gestured her with a nod of reassurance and walked away.
~::|::~
Harry came back that night, tired and not wanting to go the dinner Mr. Dursley had planned for them. But they had insisted he come, anyway.
Chapter 2-The Mysterious Girl finally meets Harry Potter
Two days after his birthday, Mr. Dursley had finally allowed Harry to travel to Diagon Alley with his friends, but on one condition-he had to come home straight away. Now, poor Harry was confused at this statement, since they never allowed him to come home with a curfew. They usually never cared about him. All his life, it was Dudley, Dudley, Dudley.
Harry had Mr. Weasley come around with his new contraption that he managed to his hands ahold of-a flying motorcycle.
"Wow, a flying car, and now a flying motocycle, what's next?" As he stepped into the back seat. They whizzed off into the day, but it eventually turned out that the motocycle was faster that the car. They arrived at the burrow in no time at all.
"Welcome back to the Burrow, Harry! Isn't it wonderful to be back here at our humble abode?" explained Mr. Weasley. When Harry entered, it seemed that Ron and Hermione were already waiting for him, talking.
"Harry!" shouted Hermione. Harry hugged both of them; he wondered about last year, when Hermione planted the peck on his cheek at the train station.
"Anything bad happening at the muggle's place, Harry?" asked Fred Weasley, one of Ron's older brothers. "'Cause if your big blob of a cousin of yours is causing you trouble, we can always plant one of these." Fred winked at Harry. He remembered when Fred "accidentally" dropped a bunch of his candies which caused Dudley to have a very long tongue. Ron snorted.
"No, nothing at all, but a new family had just moved in across from us. The new family only has a single child. A girl. Uncle Vernon brought me over to meet them, and for some reason, the parents of the girl seemed to really know me well." explained Harry.
"Maybe the're supporters of You-Know-Who!" shouted George Weasley, who was the twin of Fred.
"I think not! They must be coming to Britain so that the girl can study magic here. Is she a first-year?" asked Hermione eagerly. She was hoping that she wasn't a first-year, someone that was her age so she could at least have someone to talk to other than Ron and Harry.
"She doesn't look like a first-year. More like our age." Harry seemed to pop up at Hermione's question. In his mind, she was pretty, attractive, more like a super-model than a witch. But he still had feelings for Cho Chang, Cedric's former girlfriend. He hoped to see more of her, since there was that dinner that Uncle Vernon had been invited to at his house.
Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs of the Burrow with the youngest Weasley, Ginny. When Ginny saw Harry, she blushed like mad everytime she saw him, even through the trip to Diagon Alley.
They all finally reached the Leaky Cauldron, a wizard's access to Diagon Alley. Mr. Weasley tapped the third brick from the left, and the bricks rearranged themselves into what seemed like-Diagon Alley.
Many witches and wizards gathered around different shops and attractions. Harry missed the place; it had been like home to him during his third-year when he accidentally blew up his Aunt Marge and ran away. They were about to enter Flourish and Blotts when Hagrid appeared.
"'Ey! Harry!" Hagrid shouted, dragging along what seemed to be a new student.
"Hagrid! What are you doing here?" asked Harry. Somehow, somewhere, Harry recognized the girl that had been with Hagrid.
"Well, showin' this new fifth-year 'round. She jus' transferred from Canada, didn't yeh?"
"Yes. I'm Joey Wei. Pleased to meet you." Joey held out her hand.
"Harry Potter. I think I live across from you, if I'm not mistaken." Harry shook Joey's hand.
"Yeah. That's where I recognize you from!" she exclaimed.
"Oh yes, this is Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley." Harry pointed the two out.
"Pleasure." They all shook hands, and got acuainted.
"Well, I think I'd better be off. Harry can teke good care o' yeh, won't he?" Hagrid asked. Harry blushed a little at this comment.
"Yeah, we can. Don't worry about it, Hagrid, we will!" shouted Hermione. "Bye for now!"
"So, where were you headed? Flourish and Blotts?" Harry asked. Hermione and Ron looked at this new girl. Hermione thought Joey would make a good study partner. The three took them around Diagon Alley. During their tour, Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas walked up to them.
"Hey Harry, Ron, Hermione. Whoo, who's this pretty lady?" asked Dean, curious to find out who she was.
"Dean, Seamus, this is Joey Wei. New fifth-year at Hogwarts." said Harry.
"Hi." piped Joey.
"What, no accent? Must come from North America!" exclaimed Seamus. "I'm half 'n half." While Seamus muttered his story, Harry decided to go off into Flourish and Blotts. While Hermione and Ron went off to find their books, Harry stayed with Joey.
"Do you need help finding any of your books?" Asked Harry. He really seemed to be entranced by her looks. She was more beautiful than Cho Chang, but he somehow found himself stuck between the two.
"No, it's ok, thanks." Harry gestured her with a nod of reassurance and walked away.
~::|::~
Harry came back that night, tired and not wanting to go the dinner Mr. Dursley had planned for them. But they had insisted he come, anyway.