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Chapter 4:

Harry woke the next day to a pounding on his door. Looking at the clock next to his bed he noticed it was 10:30am. He could here his Aunt pounding on the door down the hall. "Dudley get up!!" Then she heard her footsteps come to his door. "Harry get up now it is almost 11 o'clock!! Lazy Boy!!!!" Harry got out of bed, got dressed and headed downstairs.

"About time boy!!!!" Uncle Vernon yelled as he took his place at the table. Dudley came down just then and Uncle Vernon turned his attention to him. "What is with this sleeping in today?"

Dudley sat down and looked at his father for a moment before speaking. "I played hard outside yesterday. Made me um... really tired." He glanced over at Harry then back to his father "Harry to".

Mr. Dursley looked at his son then Harry eyeing them both suspiciously. "Oh..okay well no more sleeping in. To much sleep is bad for you."

Suddenly and owl flew in threw the open window and landed on Harry's plate."Hey Hedwig, whatcha got there?" he removed the letter from her ankle and gave her a piece of bacon.

Suddenly the whole family was looking at him. Uncle Vernon turned his usual color whenever Harry received a letter from one of HIS kind. "It's... It's from Mr. Weasley." He opened the letter and read it quietly as everyone watched him.

Dear Harry,

Me and Mrs. Weasley have decided to pick you up this coming Saturday Morning, instead of a couple of weeks from now. The whole family is very worried about you and Mrs. Weasley is constantly asking about you. Driving Ron and Hermione crazy with questions. I am borrowing a car from the Ministry and I will be driving down there to pick you up. See you Saturday morning. Please be careful and watch yourself.

Mr. Arthur Weasley

Harry folded the letter back up and put it back inside its envelope, smiling.

"What are you so happy about boy?" Uncle Vernon asked him.

"Mr. Weasley's coming to pick me up Saturday Morning. I'll be gone for the rest of the summer." At this Harry got up and walked out of the house sitting on the porch steps.

"Harry?" came a voice from behind him. Harry turned and saw Dudley looking at him. "Are you coming back next summer?"

"Of course I am. That will be my last summer here. After that..."

"What? After you graduate what will happen? Where will you go?" Dudley asked him.

"Why so worried about me all of a sudden?" Harry asked smiling at him.

"I'm..not. I'm just curious is all. What do your people do after they graduate?"

"Same as you. Get jobs and move on with our lives." Harry stood up and turned to face Dudley. " Look I have to go see someone so... I'll be back later." With that he turned and walked down the street.

Ron sat at his kitchen table that evening and ate his breakfast in silence. He had a weird dream last night that was still vivid in his mind. 'Harry on drugs?' 'no it was just a dream' It was just a dream after all but somehow he felt deep inside that it might be more than that. But he had to make sure. They would be picking Harry up in Two days and he would ask him then, look him over and see for himself.

"Ron??" said a distant voice which brought him back to the present. He looked to where the voice came from and found Hermione at the other end. "Are you okay Ron?" Suddenly he realized that everyone had been looking at him.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine. Just fine." He forced a smile and finished eating his breakfast not able to keep his thoughts off the dream.

When they finished eating, Ginny,Hermione and Ron planned on playing some Quidditch in the backyard. They let Hermione use one of there old brooms. First they had to show Hermione how to fly well enough to play. The game turned out to be quite boring since they had to slow it down so that Hermione would be able to keep up with them. When she finally did get the hang of making the broom go, she ran into Ron and Ginny constantly. In the end, Ginny and Ron silently decided that they would never play quaditch with Hermione again. She was dangerous on a broomstick.

Harry knocked on Pier's door then stood there waiting for someone to answer. A pair of eyes looked through the blinds of the window that was placed next to the door and the front door opened to reveal Pier.

"Hey Harry wassup?" he said walking outside closing the door behind him.

" I need a favor."

Pier looked at him for a sec and then nodded, "what kind of favor?"

"I'm going to be leaving in a few days and I was wondering if you could hook me up with a bag of weed for the trip. So could you?"

Again there was silence as Pier looked Harry over. " I think I could manage that. Normally I would charge you, but I'm feeling nice so I'll give you the friend discount. Free. Meet me at the park tonight at 10:30pm and I'll give it to you then and maybe I'll have something else for us to try."

"Thanks man, you have no idea how much this means to me. I.." Pier held up his hand to silence Harry.

"Harry when you get back I need you to do something for me though. Drug wise."

"What?"

"Don't worry. I'll tell you then. Tonight at the park 10:30. Don't forget." With that Pier went back into his house and Harry went Home to tell Dudley about the Meeting.

Later that night Harry and Dudley walked down to the park and waited on the swings.

"You think its safe to smoke with that Magic family your staying with around?" Dudley asked.

"Don't worry I'll find away to do it. I finally found something that will take my mind off.....things. I'm not giving it up that easy. I can't" Harry said defiantly.

"You an addict already Harry?" Dudley said as he grinned at Harry.

"I don't think so." Harry shrugged and turned to look at Pier as he walked toward them. Holding a bag of some white stuff that Harry quickly identified as cocaine. Pier tossed the tightly sealed bag to Dudley who gasped when he realized what it was.

"Cocaine?? Where did you get this??" Dudley said looking it over.

Pier simply smiled." I've got my resources. Here Harry." He pulled out a big bag of weed and tossed it to Harry who caught it, looked it over and tucked it away in the inside pocket of his jacket.

"Thanks man." Harry said patting the bag through his jacket.

"No problem. I told you we were going to try something new tonight Harry. You ready?" Pier said pulling out a tray and a small straw. He looked at Harry then Dudley for the go.

"Of course." Harry and Dudley both said together.

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