Author's note: Okay, okay. I know, I know, I know! I haven't added in a long, long time. I'm so ashamed. But, I hope this chapter makes up for it. I really do. I got stuck and last night I got on a writing role. I will also write chapter 6 soon. Please forgive me. Thanks!

Chapter 4 *!~The Visit~!*

"Absolutely not!" A voice boomed from the kitchen of the Dursley's house.

"Ssh! Vernon, we don't want the neighbors to hear." Another voice said.

The first was Vernon Dursley and the second Petunia Dursley.

"But I have to get my school supplies" Harry stated.

Vernon shook once he heard the word "school" because he knew exactly which school Harry was talking about.

A thought just struck Harry. "Never mind." He walked away before another word was said. And left Vernon and Petunia standing alone in the kitchen looking confused. The two did, however, manage to wince once they heard the door shut without warning.

'She has to be home' Harry thought to himself, walking quickly down the road.

He stopped at once house and knocked on the door. There was no response from the pale, wooden house. Harry looked around and say a flower garden and some bushes.

The door swung open and caused Harry's attention to be thrown back to the doorway that now had an old, scrawny, grey haired woman standing in it. It was Harry's neighbor Mrs. Figg who happened to be a squib.

"Harry!" The woman said, as three (3) cats ran out of the house causing Harry's eyes to follow the cats. "Don't mind them. Come in."

Harry smiled at the woman and said "Thank you" as he walked in.

He looked around the house that smelled like fish and cat food to see bunches of cats sleeping in random places.

"How can I help you?" Mrs. Figg asked, closing the door and walking up to Harry. "Have a seat."

Mrs. Figg and Harry sat down on an old, sunk in couch that was covered with cat hair. One of the cats got up from it's spot and laid on Harry's lap.

"Well, my next year of Hogwarts starts soon" Harry began, petting the cat that laid on him. "But the Dursleys won't take me to London so I can get my supplies."

"Mmm hmm" Mrs. Figg would say to indicate that she understands. She said this twice and then "Tell me everything that happened."

With that, Harry told Mrs. Figg about the letter he received and what happened when he asked his Aunt and Uncle for a ride. How his Uncle said he needed nothing out that way and didn't want to support Harry's "abnormality."

"Mm hmm" Mrs. Figg continued to say.

"He asked me how much longer I'd be there, said I've been there long enough. He think that it's gone to far and also wants to know when I'm moving out!" Harry continued.

"Oh?" Mrs. Figg asked, acting as though she was surprised.

"Yes." Harry replied, knowing that Mrs. Figg was pretending. She wasn't a very good actor. "So, I was wondering it......you could give me a ride." Harry felt a bit bad for asking his neighbor such a thing. Especially Mrs. Figg, knowing that she was a squib.

"Well, you have taken care of my cats during the summer....." She said. "What the heck? Why not? Besides, what's Hogwarts without Harry Potter?"

Harry looked a bit shocked by her reply.

"One condition" Mrs Figg added. "You have to take me into Diagon Alley."

Now Harry looked more shocked "Are you allowed?"

"Not sure...." Mrs. Figg answered, trailing off. "...we'll find out, I hope."

Harry thought about it for a moment and sighed. "Alright."

"Good" Mrs. Figg replied. "Meet me out of your house at twelve (12) tomorrow afternoon."

"What do I tell the Durleys?" Harry asked curiously.

"Nothing" Mrs. Figg answered.

Harry left Mrs. Figg's house and headed back to the Dursley's. On his way, he saw his cousin, Dudley, down the road with some of his friends, bullying a boy named Peter Jennings. Harry decided not to defend him this time. He always ended up in trouble with his Uncle. Dudley would always say that Harry started it and threatened him. Harry still felt bad for the boy who looked over to him with sad eyes. Harry felt his anger building up and couldn't take it anymore. He walked over and pulled Dudley to the ground.

"Leave him alone!" Harry shouted.

"Why should I?" Dudley asked defending himself.

"Because magic is around" Harry said, hoping that Dudley's friends were confused. They did look it.

"Leave him alone." Dudley said to his friends. "Let's go." Dudley's friends started to walk down Magnolia Crescent but Dudley told them to stop and they walked down to one of their houses down the opposite way.

Harry knew why Dudley wouldn't go down Magnolia Crescent. Last year he was attacked by a dementor from the wizard prison; Azkaban. They tried to suck the happiness out of him but Harry used his patronous and saved him. No matter how much he loathed Dudley, he had to save him.

"Thanks for that" Peter said to Harry.

"No problem." Harry replied, helping the boy from the ground. "You should get home and mend that." Harry pointed to a large cut on one of Peter's arms.

"I will." Peter said. "Thanks again. Bye" He ran to his house before Harry could say another word.

Harry shrugged and walked straight to the Dursley's determined not to make any more stops. As he walked, he thought about his friends and Quidditch. He walked inside, closed the door slowly and walked upstairs to his room.

He laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling until he fell into a dream-less sleep.