Disclaimer~ I own Allison and her family and friends, but everything else belongs to JK Rowling.

A/N~ I was extremely happy when I went to see if I had any reviews like 20 minutes after I posted it, and saw that there were three reviews already! I really didn't think that that chapter would get ANY reviews, but it got those three, and another one, so thanks to:

Lady Evilness~ Lol, yes I do-or did. we're just friends. Anywaze as always, thanks so much for the review! I hope that yah like this chapter too!!

Queen of the Tinfoil Fish~ Your ryte, most eleven year olds don't really care about clothes, boys, and makeup, but I was around ten or eleven when I started to be interested in those sorts of things. Some of my friends were too, but not all of them. And in the fifth chapter, Allison is thirteen, and most girls like that sort of thing by then. Anywaze thanks for reviewing! I hope ur liking da story Ü. And BTW, I like ur penname, lol!

Clockwork Crow~ Don't worry Ü. He will... soon. For the next few chapters Harry, himself won't appear, but he will be more involved than he has been. Thanks for the review!

Bookworm12357~ Hi!! Thanks for pointing that out. But when I actually type the story up on Microsoft Word the spacing is a lot better than when I post it on ff.net. I don't know why though. Anywaze, I'm glad that you like my characters=)! I hope yah enjoy this chapter!!!

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Chapter Six

Allison walked out of the stall and dried her eyes. Once again, looking at the mirror made Allison want to scream. But this time, she looked worse than ever. Her eyes were all puffy and her hair was matted to her face. Not only were her eyes puffy, but they looked sort of bloodshot. And to top it all off, there were a few bright pink patches on her skin. Allison quickly splashed some water on her face and brushed out her hair. She was about to pull some makeup out of her purse, when she heard two girls walk in. Allison was about to quickly hide in the stall again, but she was too late. The two girls were none other than Becka and Amy. "Allison!" Becka gasped, "what happened?!" Allison took a deep breath, and than told her friends about how Jason totally ditched her for Jessie Avarado. "That's terrible!" Amy exclaimed, giving Allison a quick hug, "I always thought that you and Jason would be together forever!" "I can't believe he did that," Becka said angrily, "Are you sure you don't want to come with us now? You can't just go back to that idiot!" Allison smiled, "thanks," she whispered, "I'll call my Mum and ask her if she'll back an overnight bag for me." "Great," said Amy, "My Mum will be picking us up from the Ice Crème Parlour at around eleven thirty. She can swing by your house and we can pick your stuff up then." Allison got everything worked out with her mother, and she walked back to see the movie with her friends. Once the movie was over the entire group walked next door to get ice cream. Allison saw Jason with all of his friends. To her relief, Jessie wasn't with them. "Do you want to talk to Jason?" Becka asked Allison when she saw her starring at him. "No," Allison said firmly, "I'll call him tomorrow. He obviously doesn't miss me." After that, the night went by happily. At Becka's house everyone had a great time. Aside from Becka, Amy, and Allison, there were four other girls: Abby, Carrie, Dana, Kellie, and Dawn. Allison knew all of them, but she wasn't a really good friend with any of them. The girls stayed up all night making popcorn and baking cookies, talking about boys and the kids from school, listening to the radio and making up dances to the cool songs, and once they got tired, they put on some movies and gossiped until they fell asleep. Allison missed nights like this, with her friends. Before she fell asleep, she vowed that she would never EVER let a guy take up so much of her time. Especially a guy who obviously didn't even like her.

After breakfast the next morning Mrs. Intrex came to pick Allison up. It was only 10:30 and Allison and her friends had stayed up a little past six in the morning. So naturally, the second they got home, Allison went up to her room to sleep for a couple more hours. In her dreams, Allison saw Harry. The only thing wrong was that Allison was a lot taller than Harry. When Harry lived on Privet Drive, he was always a little bit smaller than Allison, but in this dream, he was A LOT smaller. Probably because Allison didn't know how tall he was at the time. She just remembered him being short as a child. "Harry!" Allison exclaimed in her dream, "I have been waiting for so long to see you again!" Harry smiled at her, "But you don't know my secret yet, do you?" Allison shook her head, "But can't you tell me?" Harry smiled again "Ask your mother," he said laughing, than he hopped on a mop and flew away.

When Allison woke up, she didn't know what her dream meant. It's amazing how weird dreams can seem once your not dreaming them anymore. Allison yawned than glanced at her pink clock. It was a few minutes passed two o'clock. She stretched than got out of bed. Once she was standing she glanced down at her outfit. Black sweat pants and a loose orange T-shirt. Allison smiled, it was great how her mom always would pack something comfortable to change into after a sleep over. That way Allison could hop right back into bed the second she got home. Whenever Allison packed her overnight bag, which was pretty much whenever she was going to a sleep over, she would pack one of her favorite outfits to change into the next morning. Than when she got home she would sleep slightly uncomfortably, and her outfit would be wrinkled for the rest of the day.

'Mums think of everything,' Allison thought with a smile. She headed to her closet to pick out what she would really wear. She settled quickly on her red capris and white tank top with two cherries on the front. But before changing into those clothes she brushed her teeth and than took a quick shower. Once her shower was finished Allison dried and curled her hair. One thing was for sure. She wanted to look drop dead gorgeous. Allison pushed her now curly, light brown hair back with her red headband, so far so good. Now for the serious part.makeup. Allison spent the next hour doing and redoing her makeup until she was finally satisfied with her red tinted lip gloss, and black eyeliner and mascara. After that she put in her dangly red cherry earrings and spritzed herself with her cotton candy scented perfume. "Now you're ready," Allison said to herself.

"I'll be back in an hour or so," Allison told her mother as she slipped out the door and headed to Jason's.

It was a warm spring day with a slight breeze. Wonderful walking conditions, like the night before. But like the night before, Allison was not enjoying herself. She was worrying about her impending doom. Otherwise known as talking to Jason about the night before. As Allison walked the streets that led to Jason's house, she wished that time would slow down. But of course, that is impossible. Once Allison reached Jason's street, she actually considered running back home so she didn't have to face him. But still, she walked up to Jason's house. Her finger trembled as she rang the doorbell.

Jason answered looking as cute as ever. 'I should have known he would drop me the second I started getting ugly,' Allison thought to herself. "Hi, Allison," Jason said, sounding surprised, "I didn't know you were coming over." "We need to talk, Jason," Allison said seriously. Jason blushed and looked guiltily down at his shoes, "I guess you're mad?" "Why shouldn't I be mad? You totally ditched me last night!" "You have a right to be mad, Allison," Jason admitted, "I don't know what I was thinking last night." "I do," Allison practically screamed, "You were thinking about Jessie Avarado." Jason's blush reddened, "Listen, Allison, I never should have acted that way around her. And I definitely shouldn't have left you there. I can't believe I did that and I am sorry." "It's a little late for sorry, Jason, what was I supposed to do? Just walk up to you and all of your friends and sit down? I didn't even know half of them and *you* didn't introduce me. Even if I did go and sit with you I would have felt like a complete idiot. I mean my boyfriend, also known as the only person I even knew in that whole group, was flirting with some girl, while I was ten feet away from him trying to make small talk with his friends. It's just lucky that Becka and Amy were there, or that's what would have happened." Jason grabbed both of Allison's hands, "I was horrible last night," he said looking her straight in the eye, "and I am so sorry. Nobody should ever be treated the way I treated you." The two of them both sat down on the porch swing. "I really like you, Allison," Jason said, "And I'm not ready to lose you as a friend or a girl friend. But I miss my other friends too." "I know what you mean," Allison agreed, "I didn't even realize what I was missing until last night. I realized that I want to spend more time with my other friends." Jason kissed Allison's cheek. "So we agree there," he whispered. Alison nodded, "maybe we should you know, cool down or whatever." Jason grinned, "Cool down?" he echoed, "like we do right after we have a fight?" Allison laughed, and playfully hit Jason, "You know what I mean," she giggled. "Yeah, I do," said Jason, "we'll still be together, but we don't spend every second of the day with each other." Allison nodded, "but let's still be just us. Like, we won't date anyone else," Jason agreed, "and don't be mad about Jessie Avarado," he said, "I swear we're just friends," Allison smiled, "I believe you, Jason." She leaned forward to kiss him. On the lips this time. He kissed her back, and for a few minutes they just sat there, totally wrapped up with each other.

"Do you want to come in?" Jason asked after a few minutes, "We could watch a movie or something." Allison nodded and they walked in. Before choosing a movie they made some popcorn. That's how they ended up sitting together on the Luv Seat. Jason put his arm around Allison, and she rested her head on his shoulder as they watched the movie. About a half-hour into the movie, Allison had a sudden struck of inspiration. "Jason," she said, "Does Dudley ever talk to you about his cousin, Harry?" Jason frowned for a moment than nodded, "Yeah Dudley's mentioned him a few times. From what I understand, is that Henry or whatever his name is, his parents dumped him on the Dursleys when Dudley was a baby. Henry." "His name is Harry," Allison interrupted. "Okay, Harry was always really mean and greedy and stuff, so finally two years ago, they had enough, so they sent him to boarding school."

"Oh," Allison whispered. "Yeah, Dudley hardly ever talks about him," Jason said, "why do you care?" Allison shrugged, "Just curious," Inside Allison was boiling mad. How dare Jason say such mean things about Harry? Lies! As far as Allison knew, Harry was a perfectly sweet boy whose parents died when he was a baby.

"Well, I'll call you sometime this week," Jason said as he walked Allison to the door. "Alright," Allison agreed. Jason's lips brushed against Allison's in a short but sweet little kiss.

As Allison ran home, she knew that she had to listen to "Dream Harry" and ask her mom about the Potter's secret. Thirteen had to be old enough for her parents to consider her mature!

A/N~ Well there's another chapter! Please review! I loooooooooove reviews! I NEED reviews! ~SpiderGirl05~