"Please believe me." Harry said to himself setting on his bed staring into his trunk of school supplies and other wizarding things. His Firebolt Broom, the invisibility cloak his father left him, the Marauder's map, and a few other things. Hedwig landed on the window seal. Harry almost fell he got up so fast.

"OH WOW" Harry said seeing the every flavor beans and the Daily prophet "She Believes me."

He read Mandalyn's letter with such excitement and began eating the Berti Botts (they were his favorite) and looking over the daily prophet. He heard uncle Vernon come home but he was to excited to care. Nothing too interesting was happening in the wizarding world, but Harry enjoyed reading everything and seeing the moving pictures. The door bell rang. Harry grabbed Mandalyn's letter and read the last line again.

"It's her." Harry ran into the hall way. He reach the top of the stairs and heard Aunt Petunia inviting the new neighbors in. Harry slowly tip-toed down the stairs and eavesdropped on the conversation.

"Hullo, I'm so please to see new faces. I'm Petunia Dursley, and this is our pride and joy Dudley."

"And what a joy he must be" Came the voice of Mandalyn's mother.

"Please come meet Vernon."

Harry came all the way down stairs and stood outside the living room. He watched Mandalyn sit down on the settee she was looking around (For him more than likely). Dudley sat beside her with a large grin on his face. She looked none too happy about this. She whispered something too him and the smile dropped away. Aunt Petunia beckoned Mrs. Price to join her on the sofa. Uncle Vernon stood shake hand with Mr. Price.

"Vernon Dursley." he puffed thru his mustache.

"Justin Price." He said with a firm hand shake "My wife Brigit, she is originally from London, I stole her a took her to the states years ago. And this is my Lynnie."

"Mandalyn." She said "Mrs. Dursley were is your nephew."

A dread look came over the Dursleys as if Mandalyn had said an impolite word. But Mr. Dursley stepped in front of her.

"What line of work you in Price?"

Mandalyn squeezed out between Vernon and Dudley.

"Daddy." she said

"I'm sorry" Mr. Price said "It is because of my work that we moved here. Lynnie is excited because she and Harry will be going to school together."

"That's impossible." Mrs. Dursley said

"HARRY" Mandalyn spotted Harry in the doorway, she ran passed all the adults to get to Harry.

"Lynnie way don't you take Harry over to the house. Your mother and I need to speak to the Dursleys."

"Sure dad." she grabbed Harry's arm "come on Harry."

Harry and Mandalyn printed across the street. They had just reach the porch of the house.

"WAIT!" Harry yelled "Mandalyn how did you know who I am?"

"Call me Lynnie, Only teachers and people I hate call me Mandalyn and my parents when I'm in trouble."

"Okay Lynnie, how did you know?"

"Well your aunt called you Harry, you sign your letter HP." she look down "And you said your parents died."

"Don't be so compassionate it doesn't bother me to talk about it."

"You're a lot skinnier than I had pictured you. You don't look like your going to be sixteen in a month"

"You're one to talk what are you thirteen?"

"I just turned fifteen I'm a year behind you in school. Oh I'm scared of Hogwarts."

A black cat jumped into Harry's arms.

"Didimus!" Lynnie said "This is Harry Potter. I know He is skinny."

"Well mr. Didimus lets have a look at you then." Harry said lifting him up "Hmmm green eyes, all black with one spot of white on your neck."

"Yea my fr-" she looked sad "My friends call him neck tie, I hated it but I think I'll miss it now."

"If it makes you feel better I'll call him Neck tie."

"No thank you."

"Lynnie?" Harry said looking around "did this house always have a porch, I could have sworn it was just a stoop."

"Mom hates stoops, Dad hates to see Mom hate."

They both laughed and went inside. They talked for close to an hour. Harry told Lynnie about Ron and Hermione and Hogwarts. Lynnie told Harry about her friends and her school in America.

"Lets have lemonade and cookies." Lynnie suggested "I haven't even seen the back yard.."

"Do you play Quidditch?" Harry asked

"No I was on the racing team I have Bludger-phobia."

"Hogwarts doesn't have a racing team."

"Oh no I love sports but I don't know how to play quidditch."

"I play seeker I can teach you how to play."

"Lets get our brooms."

"Oh I left mine at-"

At that moment Mr. ad Mrs. Price walked in. Mr. Price was carrying Harry's trunk and Mrs. Price was carrying Hedwig's cage in one hand and perched on her other arm was Hedwig. Mr. Price set down the trunk. And from inside his jacket he pulled out the longest and darkest wand Harry had ever seen. He waved it over the trunk and said the all to familiar "Wingardim Leviosa" and sent the trunk up stairs.

"The cage too dear." Mrs. Price said "She is lovely where ever did you find her."

"She was a birthday gift from my friend Hagrid." Harry said

"Oh my dear you have no idea what is going on. Justin tell the children."

"Er, yes well." Mr. Price tried to be very serious looking "Mr. Harry Potter."

"Yes sir." Harry said trying not to laugh.

"My name is Justin Price, this is Brigit, and you know Lynnie. Each day when you wake up you are to come over here. You will Basically live with us and only sleep at the Dursley's. It may be best if you leave before they wake up and go back after they are asleep."

"Yes, sir."

"You can get your homework done, Both of you. No waiting until August 30th Miss Mandalyn Larrick."

"Sure thing Dad."

"Is that all clear."

"Yes Mr. Price."

"OH, one more thing, its Justin and Brigit Mr. and Mrs. makes me feel old."

This shock Harry more than anything he had encountered with most adults he wasn't sure he could handle calling a grown-up by their first name. He couldn't even imagine calling Hagrid, Rubeus.

"I must say Harry." Mr.- Justin Said "Your uncle was quite glad to see me take your trunk.

"I'm sure he's glad you took me to." Harry said "I know I am."

"And we are glad to have you." said Brigit "Go up stairs Hedwig."

Hedwig flew up over the banisters. "Where is that catalogue, I'm going order a television."

"MOM NO." Lynnie objected "Those thing rot your brain, its like mind control."

"Nonsense I had one for years when I was your age. Go wash up for dinner. The wardrobe should be here after we eat."

"What's so special about this wardrobe."

"Oh man I'll explain after dinner." Lynnie said.

Harry enjoyed Brigit's cooking more than anything the Dursleys ever had. Justin quized Harry about Hogwarts, and how Dumbledore was and who were his favorite teachers and such. After the meal Harry help Lynnie with the dishes (only after insisting that he wanted too). They were both eager to get outside. They asked if they could get their brooms and go play. But Justin explained that he hadn't put the fences up yet so they would have to wait until tomorrow. Brigit suggested they could get some homework done. Lynnie and Harry went up stairs. The first room was like a study lounge for the children to do homework. In the second room was Harry's trunk, a dressed bed if he needed to stay with the Prices, and in a tree (Growing in the room) Hedwig was perched. Looking quite content. The last room was Lynnie's. They each got their homework and went into the first room.

"Lynnie what is it about this wardrobe your getting?" Harry asked

"It was my great aunt Lucy's." Said Lynnie with embarrassment "It's suppose to be magical but they were muggles."

"Grandma Susan, Aunt Lucy, Uncle Edmund, and Uncle Peter."

"What do they have to do with the wardrobe?"

"They used it to travel to another world."

"Like a portkey?"

"No, let me start over."

Lynnie told Harry the whole story of Narnia. A land where animals speak, and lampposts grow. Of how her grandmother and aunt and uncles defeated Jadis the evil white witch. Of Aslain the lion king, and Diggory and the magic rings. How Diggory buried the rings, and the tree that grew from them.

"The wardrobe was made from that tree." Lynnie went on.

"And your grandmother and her sibs got in to Narnia through it."

"Yea, I know kinda ridiculous uh? My relatives traveling to another world."

"More ridiculous than your godfather turning into a hound."

"I guess not really."

They talked and laughed an did very little homework, but they had a great time. Harry was explaining the finer points of quidditch when Justin yelled at them to come down stairs.

"Its here!" they said and rush down stairs, and out on to the porch. It was rapped in brown paper. The moving men had got it up on to the platform. "Where's it going?" one of them asked.

"Upstairs last room on the end." Justin directed.

"But dad." Lynnie said "If they put it right inside you can move it up there."

"They can do it dear."

"Its heavy." one of the men said "you don't want your Dad hurting himself."

She had intended on him moving by magic. They carried it to her room and when it was in place Justin tipped the movers and they left. Harry and Lynnie peeled off the brown paper. It was dark wood and it still smelled good. The handles were old brass they were very old looked much older than the wardrobe its self. On the doors was the emblem of a lion.

"Dad why didn't you move it yourself?" Lynnie asked

"Until Mr. Wesley looks at it I don't any magic touching it." Justin said "In fact give me your wand."

"Daddy!!"

"Don't argue I'm worried about it."

"Okay" she went to her trunk and pulled out the thin box which contain her wand, and gave it to her father.

"You should go play, I have the fences up."

Harry and Lynnie exchanged looks of agreement and started to run for their brooms but...

"Wait I want to get your pictures with the wardrobe." Brigit said and ran for her camera. Harry stepped out of the way.

"Mom." Lynnie said with discussed. "every hair cut is not photo worthy."

Brigit returned with the camera.

"Harry stand with Lynnie, I am not potion developing these I want to show off Lynnie and her friends to my cousins. I can't do that with moving pictures. SMILE!"

Harry and Lynnie ran and got their brooms and headed for the back yard. Brigit stopped them right at the back door. She instructed Harry that after they were finished for get a good night's sleep because they were going to Diagon alley early in the mourning. Once they were out side Harry noticed something he hadn't upstairs. Lynnie's broom was changing: blue to green to purple to red to blue. She mounted her broom and kicked of the ground. Harry stood still and kept rubbing his eyes.

"What kind of broom do you have?" he asked

"C.Y. 02 soaked in a number 36 color potion."

"I never heard of putting a color potion on a broom."

"None of our quiditch players don't do it. I've never heard of any quidditch player dying his broom."

"What's the C.Y.?"

"Chuck Yeager the American muggle from West Virginia who broke the sound Barrier, mechanically not magically. Come on Harry lets fly."

Harry flew off in to the air and joined Lynnie. They flew for hours. Just having fun, not worrying about new schools or the Dursleys, just having fun. It was very late when Harry returned to number 4. Justin gave him a special skeleton key incase uncle Vernon "accidentally" lock the door. It was the most satisfying sleep Harry had ever had in that house.