"Hey, Harry. I had something to ask you. How would you like to come to live with me? Your aunt and uncle don't treat you very well, I think. So I wanted to ask you. I'm thinking of buying a house soon enough, and you could come to live with us." "Us?" Harry said, puzzled. "Yeah, me and Lauren." Alan said, with a large grin. "Yeah, of course I'd like to. I would be delighted about this. When are we moving? When can I go there? Can I do something to speed up things?" Harry said very quickly, having trouble containing his excitement. Alan laughed and said "No, you can't do anything for now, but we gotta finish this moving first." "I also had something to tell you, Alan. I'm. well I'm a wizard." Harry said, dreading Alan's reaction a little. "A WHAT??" Alan yelled. "A wizard. I can do magic with a wand. Hermione is one too." Harry said. "A- a wizard? Really? Not a joke?" Alan said, stuttering. "Look, honey. What would you like right now?" Lauren said. "I could do with a whisky, with that kind of news." Alan said, looking deeply shaken. Lauren took out her wand, and flicked it. A glass of whisky appeared in front of him. His mouth opened in surprise, and he took the glass and took a sip, as to taste if it was really whisky. When he realized it was, he looked at Lauren, Hermione and then Harry. "I can do the same, but right now I cant, because of the law on Underage magic, meaning I cant do magic outside of Hogwarts. That's my school. And that's where im going back this year." Harry said. "But, how do you become a wizard? Is it parent stuff? Or are you blessed by the master wizard of all universes??" Alan said. Everybody laughed and Hermione said "Not necessarily. My parents aren't wizards and I am. Harry's parents were wizards." Alan seemed to get over it, and accepted it. But he was always eager to see the mysterious power his new girlfriend, employee and his girlfriend had. He was giving subtle hints on stuff he wanted, and Lauren just made it appear in front of him. The moving finished without more surprises (for Alan mainly) and it was time to go back to his own town. Hermione cried all the tears of her body and Harry wasn't able to hide his. But as Alan said, Harry now had his driver's license and could come anytime he wanted. They went back and Harry drove for the whole of the travel. Neither of them talked very much. They arrived at Alan's warehouse and Harry parked the truck. "Here's your money, Harry." Alan said, lending him a large stack of cash. Harry counted it and it totalized 850 pounds. "Hey, isn't that too much?" Harry said. "Yeah, but you deserve a bonus. Without you, I would never have met Lauren. That's why I gave you more. And I have a birthday present for you too." There was a room in Alan's warehouse that was always locked and Harry had never gone into it. Alan opened the door and it creaked. He switched the light on and Harry gasped. It was a Honda Prelude, 1998, black with the mags, a 7 speakers radio that totalized 575 watts, and a big banner on the windshield written "Happy birthday Harry" in big flashing green letters. Harry looked at Alan and was lost for words. "For me?" he managed to sputter out. Alan grinned and nodded. He took the keys out of his pocket and gave them to Harry. He took them with shaking hands, and pocketed them. He then pulled Alan in a rib-cracking hug that would have put Mrs. Weasley's hugs to shame. "Thanks, thanks, thanks, thanks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry said, fighting back tears. Alan was smiling from ear to ear. "D'you wanna try it out?" Alan said. "Yeah! I want to try it out! Right now!" Harry said, almost bouncing up and down with joy. He opened the front door and started the car. He putted in a CD and took off. It was perfect. Harry was driving, no, zigzagging between cars at top speed, and was exclaiming loudly that it was a perfect car. He decided to go pay a visit to his uncle and aunt to go fetch his trunk and stuff. He stopped in front of the small house and got out. He rang the bell, and his uncle opened the door. "What are you doing here, boy?" Uncle Vernon said roughly. "Coming to fetch my stuff, so don't fuck around, okay?" Harry replied, giving him a fierce, dirty look. He went upstairs to take his trunk, broom, and stuff. He double-checked and took Hedwig's cage. He went back down, and packed his things in the trunk of his new car. "D'you wants to finish your holidays at your girlfriend's place??" Alan said, twinkle in his eyes. "Yeah! Sure! But, we still have some moving to do." Harry said, looking as if somebody told him that he would live in an only Dursley's world for eternity. "You know what? You're fired." Alan said, trying to sound like a boss, but more sounding like a father. Harry couldn't look any happier. He called Hermione with his brand new cell phone, and asked her if he could come to spend the rest of the holidays at her new house. "YES! YES! YES YOU CAN! When are you arriving? Are you on your way? What did the Dursleys said? You won't work? I can't wait till you arrive!" Hermione said, very quickly. "I'm coming now. I'll be there in about. three hours. OK?" Harry said. "Yeah, of course it's okay. I love you. Can't wait to see you!" Hermione said, sounding over-over-excited. "I love you too, Mione." Harry said. He dropped Alan on the door of his apartment, hugged him, and took off for Hermione's house. He putted on his best music, and girls were whistling and sending him kisses when he stopped at lights. He really was awesomely handsome, well the girls said so. The guys were just glaring at him, wishing that his car would just hit the wall. Harry arrived, three hours later and stopped in front of her front door. She ran out of the door towards Harry, and she jumped in his arms.