(A/N: Time for author's notes!!
1) This story is going to get depressing!! I already warned you of that.
2) The reason Harry didn't use Accio to get the bracelet when Malfoy dropped it is because he didn't think about it. When you're really upset about something, do you think logically? I know I don't. ^-^
3) Why Dudley only saw Madison from his window: Harry wasn't outside and Madison was looking for him.
Is that good? Yes? Yes? Feel free to put any other questions in a review. Moving on!)
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PAST: PRIVET DRIVE
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It was November twenty-eight at last. Madison's birthday. But Harry was locked in the cupboard under the stairs. He didn't understand why. Vernon had only told him that he needed to calm down after what had happened three days before when Dudley's food had exploded in his face. It's not like it was Harry's fault. Besides, Dudley was just asking for it when he called Madison a freak.
"She's not a freak," muttered Harry and he kicked his legs off the edge of his bed. "I have to get outside! It's her birthday..." He sighed.
It was about six in the evening. He didn't have much time to give her her gift.
A few moments later, his door swung open. Dudley looked in at him somewhat cautiously.
"Mum said you can come to dinner if you calm down," he said, leaving the door open and walking off to the dining room.
Harry stood and peeked out the door. Would they miss him if he didn't show up? Most likely not, all he did was sit there and imagine his dinner was a magical scenery of china with fantastic food animals. That wasn't much to pay attention to. Besides, what did she mean if he 'calmed down'? He hadn't done anything. Oh, well, opportunity is not a lengthy visitor. Harry grinned and pulled his shoes on.
After putting on his shoes and grabbing his coat, Harry stepped out of his room and closed the door quietly behind him. He made his way past the door to the kitchen and to the front door. He opened it and stepped out into the cool evening air.
He closed the door quietly behind him and made his way around the house and to the back gate, making sure to avoid being in front of the windows. The gate door was unlocked, so Harry just walked on into the back yard and immediately ducked behind a hedge. The window from the dining room looked right into the back yard.
Making his way from hedge to hedge, Harry eventually got to the part of the fence where he usually met Madison and sat down on the dirt-worn spot beside it.
"Madison?" he called.
"Harry!" he heard her reply with a soft squeal of girly happiness. "I haven't spoken to you in almost three days, I was getting worried! I thought that maybe I wouldn't get to talk to you today. It's my birthday today, you know. I'm ten today!"
"I remembered," said Harry, leaning against his side of the fence. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks," Madison sighed. "Too bad it's different this year. Nothing new on the bracelet, I guess."
Harry grinned a little. "Madison, can I see your bracelet again?"
"Oh...alright, but be careful with it."
"I will."
After a moment, Madison's hand appeared in the hole between the fences that Harry had dug and she handed him her silver charm bracelet. Harry took it and made some 'hmm'ing sounds as if he were thinking.
"What are you doing?" asked Madison.
"Just admiring it," he lied, carefully attaching his present onto the bracelet. When he was done, he held the bracelet out to look over his work. There, between the silver kitten and the silver horse, was the golden heart charm he'd bought her. "Here you go."
He handed it back to her through the space and waited. Five, four, three, two...
"OH, HARRY! THANK YOU!" Madison's hand grabbed his own and held it tightly. "Thank you so much! You don't know what this means to me, thank you!"
Harry could only laugh. "You're very welcome, Madison."
"Oh! Oh, oh, oh! It's so lovely!"
"I'm glad you like it."
"I love it!"
"Then, I'm ecstatic!"
They both laughed for a few moments. Madison's laughter faded away into uncontrolled sobbing. Harry cocked his head to the side confusedly.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"N-nothing!" she cried. "N-no one has e-ever do-done anything li-like this for me be-before!"
"And I've never done anything like this for anyone, so, I guess we're on like terms," said Harry with a small laugh.
"Oh, thank you, Harry! Thank you so, so much!" Madison squeezed his hand as tightly as she could.
Harry grinned from ear to ear. "You're welcome, Madison."
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PRESENT: HOGWARTS
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Ron and Hermione both looked to Harry expectantly.
"Where did you get it?" Hermione repeated.
"It's...well...it's a long story," stammered Harry, nervously running his fingers over the bracelet in his cloak pocket.
"It's after dinner, we have time," chimed in Ron, curious to know as well.
Harry turned and stepped up onto the stairs a little. "I'll tell you in the common room," he said. "I'd like to sit down for a while."
"Alright," said Hermione, her and Ron both following Harry up the stairs.
Moments later, they arrive at the portrait hole.
"Password?" asked the Fat Lady, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"Benzat rosin," said Ron.
The woman nodded and the portrait hole swung open.
(A/N: Benzoate, glycerol of wood rosin=ingredients in orange soda.)
The group stepped into the Gryffindor common room and was relieved to see it empty. Everyone was still at dinner.
"Okay, Harry," said Hermione as she sat down in one of the burgundy chairs near the fireplace. "Spill it."
Ron sat down as well and sank into his chair somewhat lazily. "Yeah, come on."
Harry sat down in a chair between the two of them, not very close to the fire. "Alright, well, it started when I was only ten..."
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(A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been really busy with school work. Kippinator, E-MAIL ME! Sinne@mookymail.com!)
1) This story is going to get depressing!! I already warned you of that.
2) The reason Harry didn't use Accio to get the bracelet when Malfoy dropped it is because he didn't think about it. When you're really upset about something, do you think logically? I know I don't. ^-^
3) Why Dudley only saw Madison from his window: Harry wasn't outside and Madison was looking for him.
Is that good? Yes? Yes? Feel free to put any other questions in a review. Moving on!)
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PAST: PRIVET DRIVE
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It was November twenty-eight at last. Madison's birthday. But Harry was locked in the cupboard under the stairs. He didn't understand why. Vernon had only told him that he needed to calm down after what had happened three days before when Dudley's food had exploded in his face. It's not like it was Harry's fault. Besides, Dudley was just asking for it when he called Madison a freak.
"She's not a freak," muttered Harry and he kicked his legs off the edge of his bed. "I have to get outside! It's her birthday..." He sighed.
It was about six in the evening. He didn't have much time to give her her gift.
A few moments later, his door swung open. Dudley looked in at him somewhat cautiously.
"Mum said you can come to dinner if you calm down," he said, leaving the door open and walking off to the dining room.
Harry stood and peeked out the door. Would they miss him if he didn't show up? Most likely not, all he did was sit there and imagine his dinner was a magical scenery of china with fantastic food animals. That wasn't much to pay attention to. Besides, what did she mean if he 'calmed down'? He hadn't done anything. Oh, well, opportunity is not a lengthy visitor. Harry grinned and pulled his shoes on.
After putting on his shoes and grabbing his coat, Harry stepped out of his room and closed the door quietly behind him. He made his way past the door to the kitchen and to the front door. He opened it and stepped out into the cool evening air.
He closed the door quietly behind him and made his way around the house and to the back gate, making sure to avoid being in front of the windows. The gate door was unlocked, so Harry just walked on into the back yard and immediately ducked behind a hedge. The window from the dining room looked right into the back yard.
Making his way from hedge to hedge, Harry eventually got to the part of the fence where he usually met Madison and sat down on the dirt-worn spot beside it.
"Madison?" he called.
"Harry!" he heard her reply with a soft squeal of girly happiness. "I haven't spoken to you in almost three days, I was getting worried! I thought that maybe I wouldn't get to talk to you today. It's my birthday today, you know. I'm ten today!"
"I remembered," said Harry, leaning against his side of the fence. "Happy birthday."
"Thanks," Madison sighed. "Too bad it's different this year. Nothing new on the bracelet, I guess."
Harry grinned a little. "Madison, can I see your bracelet again?"
"Oh...alright, but be careful with it."
"I will."
After a moment, Madison's hand appeared in the hole between the fences that Harry had dug and she handed him her silver charm bracelet. Harry took it and made some 'hmm'ing sounds as if he were thinking.
"What are you doing?" asked Madison.
"Just admiring it," he lied, carefully attaching his present onto the bracelet. When he was done, he held the bracelet out to look over his work. There, between the silver kitten and the silver horse, was the golden heart charm he'd bought her. "Here you go."
He handed it back to her through the space and waited. Five, four, three, two...
"OH, HARRY! THANK YOU!" Madison's hand grabbed his own and held it tightly. "Thank you so much! You don't know what this means to me, thank you!"
Harry could only laugh. "You're very welcome, Madison."
"Oh! Oh, oh, oh! It's so lovely!"
"I'm glad you like it."
"I love it!"
"Then, I'm ecstatic!"
They both laughed for a few moments. Madison's laughter faded away into uncontrolled sobbing. Harry cocked his head to the side confusedly.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"N-nothing!" she cried. "N-no one has e-ever do-done anything li-like this for me be-before!"
"And I've never done anything like this for anyone, so, I guess we're on like terms," said Harry with a small laugh.
"Oh, thank you, Harry! Thank you so, so much!" Madison squeezed his hand as tightly as she could.
Harry grinned from ear to ear. "You're welcome, Madison."
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PRESENT: HOGWARTS
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Ron and Hermione both looked to Harry expectantly.
"Where did you get it?" Hermione repeated.
"It's...well...it's a long story," stammered Harry, nervously running his fingers over the bracelet in his cloak pocket.
"It's after dinner, we have time," chimed in Ron, curious to know as well.
Harry turned and stepped up onto the stairs a little. "I'll tell you in the common room," he said. "I'd like to sit down for a while."
"Alright," said Hermione, her and Ron both following Harry up the stairs.
Moments later, they arrive at the portrait hole.
"Password?" asked the Fat Lady, rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"Benzat rosin," said Ron.
The woman nodded and the portrait hole swung open.
(A/N: Benzoate, glycerol of wood rosin=ingredients in orange soda.)
The group stepped into the Gryffindor common room and was relieved to see it empty. Everyone was still at dinner.
"Okay, Harry," said Hermione as she sat down in one of the burgundy chairs near the fireplace. "Spill it."
Ron sat down as well and sank into his chair somewhat lazily. "Yeah, come on."
Harry sat down in a chair between the two of them, not very close to the fire. "Alright, well, it started when I was only ten..."
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(A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates. I've been really busy with school work. Kippinator, E-MAIL ME! Sinne@mookymail.com!)
