CHAPTER THREE
"You can sit that wherever," said Liv once they had reached her room. "It's just a bunch of my cds. Speaking of... I wonder where my stereo is..."
As she was contemplating this she noticed that the boy was looking at her. He was very handsome in her opinion with his beautiful green eyes and dark black hair. The way it moved and shined with each turn of his head was totally unique. She wondered if he was the boy pacing around the room in the neighboring house...
"Um... So, Harry, tell me about yourself," said Liv.
After a while Harry replied, "Well, I'm almost sixteen... I live with my aunt and uncle and my crazy cousin."
"Crazy cousin?" said Liv with an arch of her eyebrow.
"Yes, he's absolutely demented!" shouted Harry with a hearty laugh. "He's about the size of a small whale and about as stupid as a peanut... The peanut's more intelligent."
"I'd like to meet him," said Liv after recovering from a fit of laughter.
"Once you do, you'll regret that," said Harry. "So what about you, Liv? What do you like to do?"
"Music. I absolutely love music," said Liv with an excited gleam in her eye. "I play the acoustic guitar I mess around with the tambourine once in a while."
"So it was you last night who played that beautiful song on the guitar," said Harry in awe of her talent.
"Oh, yeah, I couldn't sleep last night so I decided to go outside and strum a little bit," Liv said while trying to hide her red cheeks and change the subject. "Was that you endlessly pacing at 1:00 in the morning?"
"I couldn't sleep either," said Harry.
Harry and Liv spent the rest of the day hauling, assembling, and arranging furniture and the Morrisseys' other belongings that by 5:00 everything was done and they were exhausted. They were sitting on the couch playing with Briana and listening to Mr. Morrissey play the piano when Harry remembered that he was to have them over for dinner by 7:00. He was very apprehensive about inviting Liv and her father over. They were wonderful people but they weren't his uncle's type. (That is they weren't stuffy and evil.)
"Hey," said Harry suddenly. "My uncle wanted to invite you both to dinner at seven to kind of get to know you and stuff."
"That sounds great! I'm starving," said Mr. Morrissey.
"Well I better go and change, I look horrible," said Liv who had dirt on her cheek which Harry thought looked absolutely charming.
"Take Harry up and get him some clean clothes too, dear," said Mr. Morrissey.
"No you don't need to do that, I'm fine," said Harry.
"No, no, I insist, it's the least we can do. Thanks to you we finished moving in two days ahead of schedule."
"C'mon," said Liv as she grabbed Harry's hand and took him upstairs to her father's room. "How's this," she said and pulled out a clean pair of jeans and shirt exactly his size.
With Harry's nod of approval Liv showed him to the shower and dug in a box not yet sorted for shampoo and soap. When Harry was in the shower he noticed that the pants Liv gave him were left in her father's room. When he was finished, he turned off the water and stood there in the shower while he thought of something to do. He came to a conclusion that the only thing he could do was grab his towel and try to get to Mr. Morrissey's room and retrieve the pants without being seen.
He looked both ways as he was exiting the bathroom and seeing that the coast was clear, began to walk. Unexpectedly a door to Harry's right opened and to his udder embarrassment Liv stepped out. Harry couldn't think of anything to do at that moment. He may be a wizard but situations such as this can't be fixed with magic. Liv stopped and blushed, but then she spoke.
"Did you forget your pants?" she said with a giggle.
"Um... yes...," said Harry clutching his towel which was slipping as they spoke.
"Don't' worry about it," said Liv. "Go back into the bathroom and I'll get them."
He rushed back into the bathroom and was brought his pants so he could finish getting dressed. After he was done he sat in the living room to wait on Liv. It was already 6:30 and he hoped that she didn't take forever to get dressed like some of the girls he knew from Hogwarts. He recalled Parvarti Patil and how long it took her to get ready for the ball they had during fourth year. At that moment he just remembered that he was a wizard. All day he had acted like a normal muggle doing normal muggle things in the muggle way. He was happy about this too and was glad he had someone, finally, to have fun with over the summer holiday. Just then Liv came down the stairs looking radiant wearing a strapless white cotton dress and sandals. She always looked so naturally beautiful. Her hair was down and flowed to her lower back and she wore no make-up yet her skin glowed and her cheeks were rosy.
"You look wonderful," said Harry finally.
"Oh stop it," said Liv but she looked pleased at the remark all the same.
As they walked over to the Dursley's house Harry picked a beautiful tropical orange flower from Petunia's garden and placed it in Liv's hair. For a moment time stood still as they both looked into each other's eyes and smiled.
"You can sit that wherever," said Liv once they had reached her room. "It's just a bunch of my cds. Speaking of... I wonder where my stereo is..."
As she was contemplating this she noticed that the boy was looking at her. He was very handsome in her opinion with his beautiful green eyes and dark black hair. The way it moved and shined with each turn of his head was totally unique. She wondered if he was the boy pacing around the room in the neighboring house...
"Um... So, Harry, tell me about yourself," said Liv.
After a while Harry replied, "Well, I'm almost sixteen... I live with my aunt and uncle and my crazy cousin."
"Crazy cousin?" said Liv with an arch of her eyebrow.
"Yes, he's absolutely demented!" shouted Harry with a hearty laugh. "He's about the size of a small whale and about as stupid as a peanut... The peanut's more intelligent."
"I'd like to meet him," said Liv after recovering from a fit of laughter.
"Once you do, you'll regret that," said Harry. "So what about you, Liv? What do you like to do?"
"Music. I absolutely love music," said Liv with an excited gleam in her eye. "I play the acoustic guitar I mess around with the tambourine once in a while."
"So it was you last night who played that beautiful song on the guitar," said Harry in awe of her talent.
"Oh, yeah, I couldn't sleep last night so I decided to go outside and strum a little bit," Liv said while trying to hide her red cheeks and change the subject. "Was that you endlessly pacing at 1:00 in the morning?"
"I couldn't sleep either," said Harry.
Harry and Liv spent the rest of the day hauling, assembling, and arranging furniture and the Morrisseys' other belongings that by 5:00 everything was done and they were exhausted. They were sitting on the couch playing with Briana and listening to Mr. Morrissey play the piano when Harry remembered that he was to have them over for dinner by 7:00. He was very apprehensive about inviting Liv and her father over. They were wonderful people but they weren't his uncle's type. (That is they weren't stuffy and evil.)
"Hey," said Harry suddenly. "My uncle wanted to invite you both to dinner at seven to kind of get to know you and stuff."
"That sounds great! I'm starving," said Mr. Morrissey.
"Well I better go and change, I look horrible," said Liv who had dirt on her cheek which Harry thought looked absolutely charming.
"Take Harry up and get him some clean clothes too, dear," said Mr. Morrissey.
"No you don't need to do that, I'm fine," said Harry.
"No, no, I insist, it's the least we can do. Thanks to you we finished moving in two days ahead of schedule."
"C'mon," said Liv as she grabbed Harry's hand and took him upstairs to her father's room. "How's this," she said and pulled out a clean pair of jeans and shirt exactly his size.
With Harry's nod of approval Liv showed him to the shower and dug in a box not yet sorted for shampoo and soap. When Harry was in the shower he noticed that the pants Liv gave him were left in her father's room. When he was finished, he turned off the water and stood there in the shower while he thought of something to do. He came to a conclusion that the only thing he could do was grab his towel and try to get to Mr. Morrissey's room and retrieve the pants without being seen.
He looked both ways as he was exiting the bathroom and seeing that the coast was clear, began to walk. Unexpectedly a door to Harry's right opened and to his udder embarrassment Liv stepped out. Harry couldn't think of anything to do at that moment. He may be a wizard but situations such as this can't be fixed with magic. Liv stopped and blushed, but then she spoke.
"Did you forget your pants?" she said with a giggle.
"Um... yes...," said Harry clutching his towel which was slipping as they spoke.
"Don't' worry about it," said Liv. "Go back into the bathroom and I'll get them."
He rushed back into the bathroom and was brought his pants so he could finish getting dressed. After he was done he sat in the living room to wait on Liv. It was already 6:30 and he hoped that she didn't take forever to get dressed like some of the girls he knew from Hogwarts. He recalled Parvarti Patil and how long it took her to get ready for the ball they had during fourth year. At that moment he just remembered that he was a wizard. All day he had acted like a normal muggle doing normal muggle things in the muggle way. He was happy about this too and was glad he had someone, finally, to have fun with over the summer holiday. Just then Liv came down the stairs looking radiant wearing a strapless white cotton dress and sandals. She always looked so naturally beautiful. Her hair was down and flowed to her lower back and she wore no make-up yet her skin glowed and her cheeks were rosy.
"You look wonderful," said Harry finally.
"Oh stop it," said Liv but she looked pleased at the remark all the same.
As they walked over to the Dursley's house Harry picked a beautiful tropical orange flower from Petunia's garden and placed it in Liv's hair. For a moment time stood still as they both looked into each other's eyes and smiled.