Chapter 1

     Hermione and Harry were sitting with their 13-year-old daughter Mandy eating dinner when Matt came down the stairs. "I'm going out with Ben tonight, I'll be back later." He informed them as he grabbed his jacket and started to head out the door.

"Wait a second, where are you two going?" Harry asked him. He remembered exactly what was on a 16-year-old boy's mind and wanted to make sure that Matt wouldn't be getting into trouble. Hermione would kill Harry if he did.

"We're just going to a club in Diagon Alley, don't worry it's for ages 16-21 we're not doing anything illegal. I'll be home before curfew.

"Okay have fun." Hermione said as Matt walked out the door. "And be careful!"

"Hey at least he's not as bad as I was at that age." Harry said with a huge grin on his face. "I remember you getting into a little trouble too during our last years at Hogwarts."

"Oooh what did you do Mum?" Mandy asked suddenly interested in the conversation. "I bet Dad dragged you into it, didn't you Dad?"

"Of course he did! If it wasn't for your Dad and Ron I would never have gotten in any trouble and could have lead a normal life, but you know what." Hermione said looking directly at Harry. "I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world."

Matt decided to drive to the Weasley's to pick up Ben; he had never been to fond of floo powder and his dad hated to use it. When he got to the house, he rang the doorbell and waited. After about a minute Ben came running out the door and said, "Let's get out of here. Apparently Josh is in big trouble and I don't want to be dragged down with him." Josh was Ben's 14-year-old brother, he was just like Fred and George rolled into one.

The two went straight to the club, which was called 'Revealed' and found a table almost immediately. Matt went to get the two of them some butterbeers, but when he returned he found Ben surrounded by a group of girls. 'He always has to be the center of attention,' Matt thought to himself. Matt on the other hand hated attention, probably because being Harry Potter's son attracted so much of it, as soon as he said his last name was Potter he had girls swarming all over him, but those weren't the kind of girls that he was looking for. Instead of sitting down with Ben again and facing the crowd, Matt looked around for somewhere else to sit. He looked around and saw a girl sitting in the corner all by herself, and she didn't seem to be having a great time so he decided to go sit with her.

"Hey, mind if I join you?" He asked her as he approached the table.

She looked up and Matt immediately realized how pretty this girl was, although she apparently didn't seem to notice it. She had sparkling blue eyes and dirty blonde hair, not the dyed blonde hair that most girls hair but just natural blonde. She was wearing jean skirt and a blue halter-top that really made her eyes stand out even more. "Sure."

Matt sat down and for a few moments the two just sat there uncomfortably when the girl broke the silence, "I'm Hillarie by the way."

"I'm Matt," he told her, purposely leaving out his last name. Then noticing that she wasn't going to start the conversation he asked, "So are you here all alone?"

"Well I came with some friends, actually their more like people I just met, but they're over there flirting with some red-headed guy." Hillarie explained as she pointed over to Ben's table.

"Oh you mean Ben, that's who I came with, but I'm not really into the whole swarms of girls thing."

Hillarie smiled at his comment and replied, "Really? I thought most guys were."

"Well what about you? Why aren't you over there trying to get his attention?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm not very comfortable around here, I just moved to London from Massachusetts."

"Wow! So what's it like in the United States?"

"Pretty much the same as it is here…except a lot more people do drugs and there are a lot of weird people."

"Weird?"

"Well at my old school there were all these kids who wanted to be cool so they tried dressing up like gangsters only they just looked like really creepy looking munchkins." Hillarie explained. "I know there are probably people like that around here somewhere but I haven't seen any."

The two continued talking for a while and then some swing music came on, "Hey would you like to dance?" Matt asked her. "I'm pretty good at swing dancing."

"I don't know I'm not really a good dancer."

"I'll show you." Matt said as he took her hand and led her onto the dance floor. He started to guide her in the steps that he had learned when his mum had taught him and he soon found that she was a natural dancer; it was almost like she had been dancing for years. "You're not a bad dancer!"

"Really?!" Hillarie exclaimed. "I've never really danced with anyone before."

"Well you're a natural."

"Thanks." She replied. They continued to dance for a few more songs, but after about ten, they were a little tired, so Matt went to get them something to drink. He handed her a drink and sat down in the same seat he had been in before.

After taking a huge drink out of his water he asked, "So do you like London?" He really wasn't in the mood for talking about his life, especially since he didn't know if this girl was a witch or not. He couldn't really start talking about Hogwarts before knowing that key piece of information first.

"I love it! I came here on vacation with my family awhile ago and immediately fell in love."

"Huh, I guess it's different for my because I've lived here forever."
"Probably very different. I'm guessing the English accents don't fascinate you."

"English accents fascinate you?"

"Okay I'm a little embarrassed to be talking to an English guy about this but yeah they do. When I was 15, the message on the answering machine was me imitating an English accent. Lucky for me it got accidentally deleted."

Matt immediately started laughing uncontrollably. "Hey it's not THAT funny." Hillarie said in her defense.

"I think that is incredibly funny!" Matt said still laughing very hard. "I have never heard of anyone doing anything like that!"

"Well I'm good at embarrassing myself, you should hear what else I did when I was 15. I had a group of very interesting friends and we had SO much fun together, seriously if you had seen the four of us together you wouldn't have stopped laughing."

"Okay so what is this other story of what happened when you were 15?" Matt asked very interested in this girl now. She was so open, not at all shy like she appeared to be and seemed to be more comfortable than when he first sat down.

"Well I was in the library and I was sitting alone and this boy I knew Carlos sat down with me. Now I never ever talked to this guy except the occasional hello so of course I had to make a fool of myself in front of him. We had been sitting there doing our homework for a couple of minutes when my friend Paola sat down with us. I don't know how we started talking about it, but we started talking about how both of my parents were accountants and how my mom taught it at Bridgewater State College. I then proceeded to tell them how my mom was always complaining about how there was this partially deaf girl I her class and that she asked so many questions even though she already knew the answers and how she was always sending my mom emails and how she would come up to the front of the class during tests and talk really loud, not on purpose, and end up giving away answers to the tests. So once I was done telling them all the things my mom had said Carlos said, 'Oh that's my sister'."

As soon as Hillarie said, this Matt's jaw dropped in shock. "Oh my God, was you're mom mad?"

"Surprisingly she wasn't that mad, but of course as soon as I told my friends they burst out laughing and kept telling me that's the kind of thing you only see in movies and one of my friends, his name was Matt too, fell on the floor laughing he thought it was so funny. It was so embarrassing, especially since I had classes with him and I had no idea what to say!"

"Wow I'm glad nothing like that ever happened to me."

"Oh come on you must have had something extremely embarrassing happen to you, nobody goes through life without a traumatizing event like that." Hillarie said.

"I'm serious nothing like that has ever happened to me!"

Hillarie was about to say something when her phone started to ring. "Hello…oh yea I'm on my way home right now…I'm taking the underground…be home soon…bye. Sorry that was my mom, I really have to go." Hillarie said as she got up from the table and put on her jacket. "I'll see you around…"

Before Matt had a chance to say anything else, she was out the door. 'Damn Matt you take way too long!' He decided that since he was now alone he would see how Ben was doing and go home too.

"Hey Matt I've been looking for you, we should get going, I have to be back by eleven."

"Yea let's go." The two left the club, got into Matt's car, and drove off leaving some very upset girls. "You must have had fun tonight."

"Oh I did, but where did you go? I didn't see you all night."

"I was actually talking to a girl, I didn't realize we'd been talking for that long. There was something about that girl that just made me feel very comfortable, of course being the loser I am I didn't even ask her out before she left so now all I know is her name is Hillarie."

"That's not a whole lot to go on, do you know if she's a witch or not?"

"I have no idea, although I think she's probably a Muggle because she kept talking about how her parents were accountants, how many witches and wizards do you know who are accountants?"

"Good point. Oh well at least you know that you are at least somewhat likeable, after all the girl did talk to you all night."

"I guess so, anyway this is where you get out. See you on the train…September 1st don't forget!"

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