Chapter 3 – OWL results and Babysitting
Last time on Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch:
"Harry?" Came a meek girls voice, startled, Harry looked up to see a person he least expected to see standing with the street light flooding past her from behind, illuminating her being like a guardian angel.
And now, on Harry Potter and the Green Flame Torch:
"Sara?" Harry asked, the small girl nodded slowly and Harry patted the swing next to him. "What are you doing here? It's eight and it's starting to get dark." He asked concernedly, he realised that he cared a little more for this young girl more than any other younger girl, not in a fancying way, but like he cared for Hermione, like a brother would their younger sister (he chose to ignore the fact that Hermione was older than him).
"I was on my way home!" Sara replied indignantly, Harry chuckled, "I saw someone over here, and I wanted to see if they were alright." She added worriedly, Harry sighed.
"I'm fine." He stated, not sure if he was trying to convince himself or Sara.
"You sure?" She asked, "You said to your friend earlier that you get visions, what did you mean? Is that why you're so obviously upset?"
"Yes I'm sure and I don't think you'd like to know why I get visions and no, that's not the reason." Harry replied.
"Do all witches get them?" She asked fearfully, "Visions I mean." Harry shook his head.
"Only some, normally seers." He stated. "And I'm a wizard." He then corrected.
"Are you a seer then?" Sara asked, Harry shook his head.
"Look, you could get hurt by hanging out with me, your safer just pretending you never met me." Harry stated, a little coldly. He glanced at the eleven-year-old girl, who looked a little hurt now and sighed. "Sorry." He apologised. "I have a habit of pushing people away."
"Why?" Sara asked insistently.
"It's complicated." Harry stated.
"Uncomplicated it then." Sara retorted bossily, Harry shook his head with a small smile, she could've easily been related closely to him even though her bossiness reminded him of his bushy-haired best friend.
"Remember that family I told you about? The one where the parents got killed?" He asked her, Sara nodded slowly as she recalled the conversation in Madam Malkins'. "I'm that boy, I'm famous in the wizarding world for doing something I don't really remember doing. See this scar?" He moved his shocking black bangs and pointed to the lightening bolt-like scar, which was just visible under his new haircut, Sara nodded as she studied it. "I got that from him. And some of his power transferred to me also. Like the ability to be a parseltongue."
"A what?"
"A parseltongue; the name of somebody with the ability to talk to snakes." Harry explained briefly, "See this snake here, I brought him today, he's called Zodiac." He rolled up his sleeve to show Sara his new sapphire coloured friend.
What do you w-w-w-want? Zodiac asked through a yawn.
Go back to sleep Zodiac. Harry said with a grin, the snake nodded and rested it's head back down again. "He's tired."
"Oh." Sara muttered. "I had better head home now." She added, Harry noticed that Dudley's gang were at the end of the road that you had to walk down to leave the park.
"Let me walk you, I don't want my cousin to hurt you in any way." He stated, Sara looked confused. "Over there." He nodded towards the group and Sara nodded slightly. She started to lead him in the direction of her house.
"Oh look! If it isn't Potter and his new girlfriend!" Dudley exclaimed, Harry sneered and spun around to glare at his cousin.
"Don't mess with me Dudley. Remember, you owe your life to me." He warned.
"They couldn't have hurt me." Dudley said, a little less confident than before.
"What did you see Dudley? What did you hear?" Harry asked loudly, "Because every time one of those things come near me I hear my mother begging Him not to kill me! I see her final moments in life! If your memory was worse than that, enlighten me to it!" Harry shouted before stalking off, Sara followed him quickly without a backwards glance.
"What were you talking about?" She asked imploringly, 'Yep, definitely like me.' Harry thought amusedly, calming himself down a bit with that thought.
"Something you'll never have to experience I hope." He stated with an edge to his voice as he tried to calm down a little more.
"What do you mean?" Sara asked.
"Well, there are thousands of creatures in the wizarding world, and not all of them are good. Some are classified 'Dark', but some of those are really fighting for the good. A great friend of mine, he's a werewolf, and werewolves are classified as 'Dark Creatures', but he's great." Harry explained to her. "But the ones I was talking to my cousin about, they're called Dementors. They make one forget every good memory they have and makes them relive their worst memory. If they manage to get near you, they give you something called the 'Dementors Kiss', where they suck your soul from your body." Harry explained, Sara paled.
"Really?" She asked, Harry nodded.
"I won't lie to you, the wizarding world is at war, a vicious one at that, but Hogwarts is possibly the safest place in the whole wide damn world." Harry told her sincerely. "There are few other places like that."
"A war?" Sara asked worriedly, Harry nodded.
"I don't mean to scare you or anything, but it's completely true. We're doing everything we can to prevent too much happening though." Harry stated sincerely. "This is your house then?" He asked as Sara led him down the path of quite a large house.
"Yeah. Maybe you should come inside for a little while." Sara said hopefully as she rung the doorbell.
"Maybe another time." Harry said. The door opened and a man with black hair and bright blue eyes opened the door.
"Daddy, this is Harry, the one me and Mum met earlier today. He walked me home because there was a gang near the park." Sara said to her father, who shook his head slightly and held his hand out to Harry.
"Hi, Adam White." He introduced himself as, Harry shook his pro-offered hand.
"Harry Potter." Harry told him.
"Maybe you could come in and explain more about this wizarding world to us?" Adam asked, Harry sighed.
"Could I take you up on that offer another time? I have extremely annoying relatives." He told Adam, who nodded.
"Just make sure you do." Sara stated. "See you around." She added, Harry nodded and said a quick 'Bye' before leaving. He ignored the feeling of someone following him, knowing it had to be Order members, and made his way back to the Dursley residence.
Harry nervously knocked on the door of Sara's house. A small figure bounced towards the door and Harry could tell it was Sara through the distorted glass. She opened the door with a large grin on her face.
"Hiya Harry!" She exclaimed.
"Hi Sara." Harry replied calmly.
"Come in." Sara invited, she led him through a small passage and into a cozy looking room with warm beige leather settees and an oriental feel to the room. Children's toys were scattered about the floor and a little girl sat next to the ornamental fireplace. She looked up shyly.
"Hey Dawnie, meet Harry." Sara said to the girl, she walked over to her and picked her up. "Harry, this is Dawn, my little sister."
"How old is she?" Harry asked.
"Just three." Sara stated, "And she's being a brat already."
"No! Sara brat!" Dawn shouted at Sara with a tiny frown, which nearly made Harry laugh.
"See, told you so." Sara said.
"Don't make your sister angry, Sara." Karla said to her eldest daughter. "Afternoon Harry. Thanks for coming over."
"Thank you for inviting me." Harry replied politely.
"Would you like a drink or anything?" Karla asked. "We have water, juice, tea." Karla listed.
"I'm fine thank you." Harry told her, Karla nodded and sat down.
"Have a seat." She invited. Harry and Sara sat down, Dawn jumped onto the settee also and Karla rolled her eyes at the tiny toddler.
"So, what's it like at Hogwarts?" Sara asked excitedly, Harry chuckled.
"Well, it's great." He stated. "I mean, lessons are fun, the teachers are okay, well, most of them."
"What would that mean?" Karla asked, lifting the hyperactive Dawn into her lap.
"There's one professor who favours his students, he's the head of Slytherin." Harry explained. "He hates Gryffindor's, especially me." He added with a roll of his eyes.
"Why you?" Sara asked.
"Him and my Dad didn't get along the greatest in their school years." Harry told them with a wince upon remembering his time in Snape's pensive the year before.
"So what are the subjects like?" Karla asked.
"Subjects? Well there are lots." Harry stated.
"What's your favourite?" Sara asked.
"DADA." Harry replied without hesitation. "It stands for Defence Against the Dark Arts. Though we've only had one decent professor for it."
"What do you mean by 'one' decent professor?" Karla asked.
"Oh, well, some say the position is cursed, y'know, but every year, a different professor comes to teach it." Harry explained. "In first year, a minion of Voldemort's came, he had Voldemort literally sticking out of the back of his head and he wore this huge turban that smelt of garlic.
In second year we had a professor who was very self obsessed. Though in third year was when we had the best professor. He was Professor Lupin. Though he left because he is a lycanthrope."
"A what?" Sara and Karla asked simultaneously.
"A werewolf." Harry explained.
"They exist?" Karla asked, Harry nodded.
"Yeah, though they aren't all evil, just classified as such. Remus is a nice guy." He stated. "Anyways, in fourth year we had an impostor and in fifth year we had some ministry official who, to put it bluntly, was an over-powered witch. We had to make an illegal club just to pass our exams!"
"Exams? When do you have exams?" Sara asked worriedly, Harry smirked.
"End of year ones every year." He stated, "But in fifth year you have OWL's and in seventh you have NEWT's. The OWL's were bloody hard too. You don't have to take your NEWT's though, my business partner's didn't." He added thoughtfully.
"Business partners?" Karla asked, Harry grinned.
"I won a thousand galleons and they wanted to run a joke shop, so I gave them my money, I own a third of the stores profits and things." Harry explained. "Did you go into an orange shop by any chance whilst in Diagon Alley? Called Weasley Wizarding Wheezes?"
"Yeah! That was so cool! And there were these twins there, they gave me some free stuff!" Sara exclaimed.
"They would be my business partners. They are encouraging the new mischief makers of Hogwarts to shine." Harry stated in mock pride, Karla and Sara giggled.
They carried on talking about random things for a while, Adam White, Sara's Dad, came home from his bookshop just before dinner.
"Do you like it?" Karla asked Harry teasingly, who was helping himself to a third helping of roast potatoes.
"It's really nice." Harry complimented. "Thanks for inviting me round."
"That's okay, we wanted to know more about this school." Adam stated. "It seems like a very prestigeo-" He was cut off by a tapping at the window. They turned to it and a large barn owl was sitting there.
"An owl?" Karla muttered.
"Oh, post." Harry stated, Karla opened the window and the official looking owl flew to Harry and dropped a letter before flying off. Harry turned the envelope around in his hand curiously, it was addressed to him. The seal on the front was one he didn't recognise.
Harry ripped open the wax seal and carefully took out the letter. He paled as he read it and un-shed tears formed in his eyes.
"Harry?" Sara asked, Harry put the letter back into the envelope hastily and stuffed it in his pocket.
"It's nothing. Just errands." Harry stated, he wiped his eyes and started playing with his food.
"So, Harry, where about's do you live?" Adam asked.
"Privet Drive, with my Aunt." Harry said in a monotone voice.
"What about your parents?" Karla asked, Harry looked up.
"They died when I was little." He told them unemotionally.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Karla said sympathetically, Harry shrugged.
"It's not bad, I have friends and family now. I don't remember my parents." He replied.
"Voldemort killed them, right?" Sara asked, Harry nodded. "Is he still alive?"
"Yeah, unfortunately, there's only one person who can kill him though." Harry said quietly, but Sara heard anyways.
"Who?" She asked, genuinely curious. Harry looked up and into her eyes.
"Me."
"You have to kill someone?" Adam asked, he was now seemingly very concerned for his children's and wife's safety.
"It's either that or be killed and let the wizarding world be exposed." Harry said with a sigh. "It's a prophecy, they seem to rule my life a the moment. There was one saying that either me or another boy had to defeat him, then another saying he'd come back until that day."
"Prophecies? That seems a little surreal." Karla stated, Harry looked at her.
"It's not if your living it." He stated. "Voldemort's back, the safest place is Hogwarts and now he's back in the public eye, he's going to start terrorising big time. The wizarding world is at war, and I'm the only one who can stop him."
"Pressure or what." Sara muttered; Harry cracked the tiniest of smiles which looked odd on his normally grief stricken face, Sara was the first person to make him smile since the… incident.
"It's strange, I feel as though I can tell you this, but you're the only other people apart from Dumbledore to know that I'm the only one who can do it. Thanks for not judging me."
"Well, it'll be the easy way out to call you a murderer than to try to get to know you." Adam stated jokingly, they all laughed a little.
"I try reasoning with that by saying that it's not murder, it's justice for the thousands who he's shown no mercy to." Harry said, "It's the only way I can make it seem less criminal."
"That's really adult of you." Adam stated.
"Yeah, well. I had to grow up a little earlier than most." Harry said sadly, he unconsciously fingered the leather band on his wrist that Ginny had made him.
"Um…." Sara murmured. "What are the teachers like?" She asked, successfully changing the subject.
"I told you about the evil professor, he's called Snape and he teaches potions." Harry told her, "You'll never know whom the new DADA professor will be until you get to school. McGonnagal, the head of Gryffindor, teaches Transfiguration. Flitwick, head of Ravenclaw, teaches charms, he's this really short and stumpy guy and Spout is the head of Hufflepuff and she teaches herbology."
"Potions?" Adam asked.
"It's a little like chemistry according to Hermione, one of my best friends." Harry immediately told him.
"Who're your other friends? What're they like?" Sara asked quickly.
"Well Hermione, she's really smart and always solves a puzzle. If we're in trouble she's normally the one to find a logical way out.
There's Ron, one of my dorm mates. He was the first wizard friend I made who was my age. He's from a good pure-blooded family, the Weasley's, his brothers are the twins you met in their joke shop, their all red heads too." Harry explained to Sara. "Another friend is Neville, and he's the other boy who could've been chosen for the prophecy, but Voldemort chose me. You saw him in Diagon Alley when we brought ice creams.
Then there's Ginny, she's going into her fifth year." Harry explained, he looked down at his leather band and toyed with it.
"They're your best friends?" Sara asked, Harry nodded and looked up.
"I have a few other friends, but they don't put up with me like Hermione and Ron do." Harry deadpanned.
"Is it okay to be friends with people in other houses?" Sara asked, Harry nodded.
"Sure, I have a few in other houses, I was even dating a girl in another house last year, though it got a little difficult come time of the Quidditch match against her, she's Ravenclaw's seeker." Harry explained.
"Always hard playing against someone you like." Karla said with a grin, Harry laughed.
"Yeah, well add that experience to a two year crush beforehand, and you have yourself a dilemma." He replied, they all laughed at that.
"I can't wait to watch a Quidditch match." Sara stated with a grin, Harry smirked.
"I'd only ever watched one before my last school year, and that was a professional one." He stated. "It was quite good, seeker got a bludger to the nose."
"How big are bludgers?" Karla asked, Harry held his hands up to show her. "Ouch."
"They're metal also." Harry added.
"Double ouch." Sara muttered. "Wait, did you quit the team last year then?"
"Huh?" Harry asked, "Oh, no. I got a lifelong ban." Harry muttered ashamedly.
"Why?" Sara asked incredulously.
"Bad teacher. Me and the twins had a fight with someone and she saw it, gave me and the twins lifelong bans." Harry explained briefly. "Wait a minute, I got Quidditch captain this year." Harry muttered in thought. "That must mean the ban is off or something."
"Quidditch captain? That's good, right?" Sara asked, Harry nodded with a large smile.
"I think my ban was lifted." He stated. "Wicked." He added in a mutter with a huge grin.
"What position on the team is best?" Adam asked curiously, he always liked learning about new sports (even though he knew of most of them).
"Depends." Harry replied. "I'm best playing seeker, though being chaser must be fun." Harry pondered.
"Is what that girl said true?" Sara asked Harry, who turned to her with a confused expression. "That girl from the ice cream parlour, she said you couldn't be on the team until second year."
"Oh. Cho." Harry said, "Yeah, though I got on the team in my first year."
"Really?" Sara asked, Harry nodded.
"Hmmm, but you wouldn't have any chance, no offence or anything." Harry added at her look, "I was lucky that I made the team instead of being expelled."
"Expelled?" Sara asked worriedly, Harry smirked.
"Yeah, the amount of times I should've been expelled…" He muttered, "That was the only time I actually done something wrong on purpose." He added with a grin, he remembered his adventures with a grin.
"Cho?" Karla muttered she looked at Harry who looked quizzically at her, "It means butterfly in Japanese I think. Just a random fact."
"I never knew that." Harry said thoughtfully, it was definitely a random fact but it was an interesting one at least.
They carried on talking about the school in general for the rest of the night and soon, its time for Harry to go home.
"Thanks for having me." Harry said to them sincerely.
"It was no problem." Karla said with a smile, "Maybe you could come again, I'm sure that Sara wouldn't mind it." She suggested, Sara looked happier all of a sudden.
"Yeah Harry! Come again." She agreed, Harry laughed.
"Sure, I wouldn't mind." He stated with a massive grin.
"How about next Friday?" Karla asked.
"Aren't we meant to be going out with the Watson's then?" Adam asked, coming back down the stairs from where he had put Dawn to bed a little while earlier.
"We can't find a babysitter Love, so we can't go." Karla said absentmindedly.
"I'll baby-sit for you." Harry offered. "I only live round the corner and I'm sure my relatives wouldn't mind to get rid of me for a night." He stated with a little bitterness towards them.
"Oh no Harry, we couldn't ask that of you." Karla stated, Harry waved his hand as if to swipe the last comment away.
"I don't mind, I've not got much to do at the moment anyways, I done all my summer homework in the first week and anything's better than having to sit in that dingy room that the Dursley's gave to me all day." He told them. "I'd be happy to baby-sit." Adam and Karla looked thoughtful.
"Please Mummy, please Daddy." Sara begged, she used the puppy-dog eyes with her parents.
"Well, I suppose we could." Adam said carefully, his daughter exclaimed "Yes!" whilst Harry laughed silently at her. "We'll see you at seven next Friday?" Harry nodded.
"Sure, see you then." He waved goodbye and left the comforting warmth of the kind families home.
Harry walked home happily and collapsed on his small bed the minute he reached his room. Some people in this town liked him and accepted him for who he was, not just because he was the-bloody-boy-who-bloody-lived.
Harry felt something in his pocket poke him in the side. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the envelope he had gotten whilst at the White's. He slowly opened the envelope again and scanned the contents of it for a second time as if not believing it.
Dear Mr Potter,
It has come to our knowledge that your Godfather, Sirius Black, has recently died and has left some things in his will to you.
One Sirius Black has left you:
The entirety of his Gringotts vault
His Californian estate
The keys to said estate are included with your owl and the contents of his vault have been added to yours.
Thank you for your time,
Chief Goblin Karmef
A tear fell from Harry's eye and slipped slowly down his dry cheek. This made it all seem more real. Sirius was dead.
Harry carefully put the letter in a small box in his trunk and placed the house key in there also. No use carrying a Californian house key around was there? After he had sorted those out, he got a book from his trunk and read until he fell asleep, his dreams filled with images of Sirius; falling through the veil on that fateful day.
Harry got to the White's house at ten to seven the next Friday, he knocked on the door and Karla opened it with Dawn, who was half asleep in her arms.
"Evening Harry." She greeted happily, she led him into the living room, where Sara sat reading one of her school books whilst curled up on 'Her' small one-seater.
"Hi Sara." Harry greeted, Sara ignored him as she continued to read her book.
"Sara." Karla snapped, the shocked girl looked up at her mother, then her gaze turned to Harry.
"Oh, hiya Harry." She greeted with a smile whilst placing a bookmark in her book and then put it on the end table next to a creamy coloured lamp.
"Love, are you ready to go yet?" Adam asked as he came in the room, Karla nodded.
"Alright, Harry, the emergency numbers are by the phone, there's food in the fridge, Dawn will probably fall to sleep sometime soon, though her nap was only a few hours ago, and Sara should be in bed by nine-thirty." Karla told Harry, who nodded.
"Mum! Nine-thirty?" Sara whined.
"Ten, no later." Adam reasoned, Sara nodded happily. "We'll see you later then."
"Bye bye." Sara said to her parents, giving them each a hug.
"Be good." Karla warned her eldest daughter, who rolled her eyes.
"Yes Mum." Sara muttered.
"And-"
"Let's leave now Honey." Adam said, guiding Karla out of the door before she could start fussing even more.
The front door closed with a small bang and Sara turned to Harry with a mischievous grin.
"Now we can do whatever we like." She stated, Harry laughed slightly and collapsed into the large, three-seater leather settee with Dawn in his arms, the little girl giggled slightly.
"Yeah, collapse and fall to sleep." Harry replied, he shifted around until he was comfortable and then shifted Dawn a little. Sara flopped onto the settee next to him.
"What sort of trouble do you get into at Hogwarts then?" She asked, Harry grinned.
"Well, I get into lots of trouble with my friends. We're like trouble magnets." He stated, Sara giggled. "Last year was fun, it was the twins last year and they literally left with a bang…" Harry explained more of what happened to the girl who listened attentively, he told her about the DA and more about his friends.
They were interrupted in their new conversation on DADA and various magical creatures by an owl tapping at the window; groaning, Harry got up and opened it.
As soon as Harry received the letter from it, the owl flew off. The seal of the envelope was that of the Magical Department of Education, Harry fell back onto the sofa and stared at the envelope.
"Aren't you going to open it?" Sara asked, her little sister was sleeping soundly in her lap.
"It's my exam results." Harry replied nervously.
"Can I open it?" Sara asked, Harry nodded and wordlessly passed the envelope to the raven-haired girl. She ripped the seal off and read the letter to herself. "You done terribly!" She exclaimed.
"What?" Harry asked incredulously.
"You've got 'O's and 'E's!" Sara exclaimed, "Wait, you have an 'A' in Divination and Herbology." She added. "That's alright."
"I've gotten 'O's and 'E's?" Harry asked, Sara nodded and Harry took the paper away from her.
Harry James Potter's OWL results:
Care of Magical Creatures – O
Astronomy - EE
DADA - O
Potions - EE
Divination – A
Transfiguration - EE
Charms - EE
Herbology – A
"I've passed every subject!" Harry exclaimed, Sara looked confused.
"You've passed?" She asked, "But you got 'O's and 'E's!"
"'O's mean 'Outstanding'." Harry explained, "And 'E's mean 'Exceeds Expectations'. They are the highest marks you can get."
"What's with the 'A' then?" Sara asked curiously, Harry smirked.
"Acceptable." He told her, "Divination is what is known as a 'Bird Course', you can just fly through it if you have decent lies for the professor."
"Lies?" Sara asked, Harry nodded in reply.
"There are actually two professors for it now, Professor Trelawny is the one you can lie too, then there's Firenze, a centaur." Harry explained.
"Half-horse half-human?" Sara asked.
"Yeah." Harry affirmed, he realised there was another piece of paper underneath the results, he took it and read it over. "It says I have till middle of August to organise my NEWT classes."
"Well that's alright." Sara said, Harry nodded.
"Hmm," He murmured in agreement. "I know I need DADA, Potions, Charms and Transfiguration to become an auror, but this ADADA option looks alright."
"What's ADADA?" Sara asked, reading over his shoulder.
"Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts." Harry informed her. "It looks alright." He added, the table had three numbered columns and lettered rows, for each lettered row you had to pick one of the three cells, each with a subject in it.
"What're you picking?" Sara asked curiously.
"I'm not sure." Harry stated. He looked at the options briefly again. In row A, the options to choose from were DADA, Potions or Transfiguration; in row B they were History of Magic, ADADA and Charms; in row C they were Herbology, Divination and Transfiguration; in row D they were DADA, Arithmancy and Charms; in row E they were Transfiguration, CoMC and Charms; and in row F they were Charms, Runes and Herbology. "I think I know what I want already." Harry stated, he grabbed a pen from the coffee table and circled Potions, ADADA, Transfiguration, Charms, CoMC and Herbology with some difficulty, he was used to using quills and ink, not ballpoint pens.
"Shouldn't you think about it?" Sara asked, Harry shrugged at her suggestion.
"I need the first four subjects, and I like CoMC and Herbology, so I'll just send it off to the Headmaster with Hedwig when I get back to the Dursley's.
"Hedwig?" Sara inquired.
"My owl." Harry told her, "She was my first birthday present."
"You got an owl for you birthday when you were a baby?" Sara asked incredulously, Harry shook his head.
"No, I got an owl for my eleventh birthday." Harry replied nonchalantly.
"You- What- I mean-" Sara shook her head and started her jumbled sentence again. "You never got presents for your birthday until you were eleven?"
"Nope, Hagrid brought me a birthday cake and a present." Harry stated with happiness, "But my friends send me gifts every year now."
"Didn't you have friends when you were younger?" Sara asked quietly, Harry shook his head.
"No." He replied, "But my friends now are important to me for that reason."
"Oh." Sara muttered.
"It's nine." Harry stated, glancing at his watch. "I'll go get Dawn settled in bed." He added, picking the tiny girl up. He went upstairs with the sleeping toddler lying comfortably in his grip. He approached the first room and hoped it was Dawn's, opening the door to a Mexican style room with a double bed, he closed it and went to the next door, the room inside was obviously Sara's room, it was yellow, pink and green that matched the curtains and bedspread which both sported a tulip pattern. The third room he entered was a baby blue on the bottom of the wall, then a pink above the cute flowery border; Harry placed Dawn in her little toddler bed before going back downstairs. He fell onto the sofa next to Sara, who was now watching some TV show.
"Did she wake up?" Sara asked, Harry shook his head.
"No, but I'm tired." He added, stifling a yawn. Sara just turned the TV back on and snuggled up in her settee to watch it, Harry leaned back comfortably and just let his eyes droop, soon, both of them were fast asleep.
Soon after they had fallen asleep, Karla and Adam came home; they awoke Harry and then Adam drove him back home to the Dursley's before paying him and leaving, Harry stumbled up to the door and crept up to his room so that he could collapse on his bed and wait for morning.
AN: The Guardian Angel comment at the beginning is sort of reflecting how Harry feels about Sara. You'll understand a lot more as the story progresses but Sara is one person who he immediately trusts for some unknown reason that not even I know! I just thought I'd explain that as Sara plays an important part in this story and the sequels I have planned for it.
I thank those two lovely reviewers! This story is going to be quite long and I'm aiming to have 100,000 words in this story! I tried it with PMP but it didn't work L. But review for me! It makes me feel a little more motivated!