A/n this chapter is dedicated to teh Grammical Mastermind that is my beta
reader. Thank you Amanda
The youngest of the new neighbor was none other than the Slytherin girl named Blaise Zabini, Harry knew her only by the few times he had seen her in class and at meal times. The only other time he ever saw her was by the obscene photographs passed around the soon-to-be midyears boys' dorm.
She had shoulder-length blonde hair with the occasional green highlights running through it. Her sparkling blue eyes contrasted well with her lightly tanned skin.
The woman standing to her right was clearly her mother for her daughter was nearly a carbon copy. The man on her left had light brown hair and a kind smile.
"Mr. and Mrs. Daily, please meet our son, Dudley, and our nephew, Harry," his aunt's shrill voice rang out. "And this is a friend of Harry's who is here to help a bit."
The neighbors nodded and her father said, "This is our daughter, Blaise. I hope the children will become great friends."
It was then suggested they retire to the kitchen for tea. Once there they realized not every one would be able to fit comfortably in there so Aunt Pentunia suggested that the children go to the living room to talk. Harry was about to return to his room but Nick led him into the living room.
They took a seat away from Dudley whose eyes where locked on Blaise's chest and started a coversation about Quidditch. After awhile Blaise moved over to where they where, took a seat and said in a whisper only they could hear, "Ah, so this is where the Almighty Harry Potter spends his summers."
Harry smirked, "And what is a Slytherin doing in the middle of Muggle Surrey?"
Her reply was a smirk as she rolled her eyes at Dudley. "So you really live with that thing, eh? He hasn't stopped staring at me since we got here. Bit unnerving really."
He was rescued from a reply as the adults came back in.
"Harry we've volunteered you to help the Dailys move in." She held a smile but Harry saw her gaze meant that there would be no arguments.
"Of course. Shall we get started, sir?" Harry asked politely.
"Of course, young sir."
He led them out and they moved towards their house. "You can help me move some of the bigger boxes. Oh and call me John, please, Harry."
They started moving the big boxes into the house almost identical to number four and a short while later they stopped and had a glass of water.
"Well Harry, you can go and take a break or something, I'm gonna move some of the little stuff then do a bit of unpacking."
As the young man turned to leave he called, "Oh, here, thanks for helping." He placed a few pounds in the young man's hand, "I know you don't want to accept it but it's the least we can do. You're welcome to help tomorrow and I will give you a little something. Enjoy it, buy yourself something nice."
With that he turned and headed up the stairs.
Harry moved away quietly and headed down the drive. He turned to walk down the road and was joined by Blaise. They walked a while without talking and then she said, "So this is where the Boy-Who-Lived lives. Surrey, the most boring place on Earth."
He chuckled, "Yeah, top that. Nothing but Muggles for miles around."
She smirked, "Harry Potter, Ruler of the Muggles."
He smirked back, "So, you never answered me earlier, what is a Slytherin like yourself doing in Muggle Surrey, eh?"
"My stepfather's Muggle and, well, my mother figured no one would find us here."
Harry nodded and led the way towards the swings. They sat there for awhile just relaxing, then Blaise commented, "It's nice to have someone to talk to occasionaly that's not an adult you know."
Harry nodded and replied, "Yeah, someone who doesn't freak at the word magic or anything related to it is nice too."
She smiled, "Someone to talk to about school and life and random things,"
Harry smiled and just looked out at where they had come from, the neatly trimmed rows of houses.
"Just so you know, Harry, me and my family are completely behind you and Dumbledore." She was seemingly lost in thought, "The ways the others think is wrong. Nothing is right about torturing Muggles, despising Muggle borns it's all wrong." She seemed angry now and he quickly tried to calm her down.
"Don't worry, they're going to pay for what they do, every last one of them."
She smiled at him and stood, "Well, we better get going. C'mon."
He stood up and without thinking her hand slipped into his they began walking down towards the houses. When they got close enough they saw that her parents were still unloading the large truck. Harry quickly moved to help them.
"Here, Harry, help me get this bed up and put togheter will you." They lugged it upstairs and managed to put it together. After that Harry carried some boxes up into the room where Blaise was unpacking.
"Lucky me gets to go unload the library." He chuckled.
"I'll come help, most of those are mine anyways," she replied and they went down to start lugging books upstairs into the office/library. After lugging numerous books up the stairs, they where called down into the kitchen.
"Harry dear, please stay for dinner, it's not much, we ordered out." Mrs. Daily said from where she was finishing unpacking glasses.
"Thank you very much," he took a seat at the table as Mrs. Daily set the pizza boxes down on the table.
"Help yourself everyone," she said, placing a glass of soda in front of each of them.
They enjoyed a deicous dinner of pepperoni and cheese pizza. And for one of the few times in his life, Harry felt he belonged.
After eating Mr. Daily said, "Well, Harry, we're going to start the day around six. You're welcome to come over and help out. It would be grately appreciated."
Harry nodded, bade them goodnight, and slipped out. He made his way across the street and into Number Four, up the stairs and into his room. The moment his head hit the pillow he was asleep. Though it was not a fully restful sleep, a strange dream clouded his mind and he couldn't sleep well.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. It was longer but because of a mistake I had to rewrite the whole thing and it turned out shorter. I hope you enjoyed it either way and now a word to the reviewers.
Geminia - Thanks, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Hermionegreen - Well, thank you. My story is relatively new but I'm glad you liked it. The neighbors are a bit strange as you see. Hope you liked this chapter. Thank you again.
Javier55 - Glad you liked it. The neighbors are revealed, ha ha. As for the Awakening, that's a secret, if you have any ideas of how you would like to see it happen, you can e-mail me. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
Wanderingwolf - Too bad what were you betting? J/k. The only way Malfoy would be in that area would probably be to kill and torture. Hoped you like the outcome either way tata for now.
Linky2 - That answers it. Thanks for reviewing.
A/N: Reviews are motivation, take that in consideration. Good day all, expect the next chapter soon but sadly school is looming up and shall take much of my faithful time. Good night. Farewell.
As Always,
Flame of Shadow
The youngest of the new neighbor was none other than the Slytherin girl named Blaise Zabini, Harry knew her only by the few times he had seen her in class and at meal times. The only other time he ever saw her was by the obscene photographs passed around the soon-to-be midyears boys' dorm.
She had shoulder-length blonde hair with the occasional green highlights running through it. Her sparkling blue eyes contrasted well with her lightly tanned skin.
The woman standing to her right was clearly her mother for her daughter was nearly a carbon copy. The man on her left had light brown hair and a kind smile.
"Mr. and Mrs. Daily, please meet our son, Dudley, and our nephew, Harry," his aunt's shrill voice rang out. "And this is a friend of Harry's who is here to help a bit."
The neighbors nodded and her father said, "This is our daughter, Blaise. I hope the children will become great friends."
It was then suggested they retire to the kitchen for tea. Once there they realized not every one would be able to fit comfortably in there so Aunt Pentunia suggested that the children go to the living room to talk. Harry was about to return to his room but Nick led him into the living room.
They took a seat away from Dudley whose eyes where locked on Blaise's chest and started a coversation about Quidditch. After awhile Blaise moved over to where they where, took a seat and said in a whisper only they could hear, "Ah, so this is where the Almighty Harry Potter spends his summers."
Harry smirked, "And what is a Slytherin doing in the middle of Muggle Surrey?"
Her reply was a smirk as she rolled her eyes at Dudley. "So you really live with that thing, eh? He hasn't stopped staring at me since we got here. Bit unnerving really."
He was rescued from a reply as the adults came back in.
"Harry we've volunteered you to help the Dailys move in." She held a smile but Harry saw her gaze meant that there would be no arguments.
"Of course. Shall we get started, sir?" Harry asked politely.
"Of course, young sir."
He led them out and they moved towards their house. "You can help me move some of the bigger boxes. Oh and call me John, please, Harry."
They started moving the big boxes into the house almost identical to number four and a short while later they stopped and had a glass of water.
"Well Harry, you can go and take a break or something, I'm gonna move some of the little stuff then do a bit of unpacking."
As the young man turned to leave he called, "Oh, here, thanks for helping." He placed a few pounds in the young man's hand, "I know you don't want to accept it but it's the least we can do. You're welcome to help tomorrow and I will give you a little something. Enjoy it, buy yourself something nice."
With that he turned and headed up the stairs.
Harry moved away quietly and headed down the drive. He turned to walk down the road and was joined by Blaise. They walked a while without talking and then she said, "So this is where the Boy-Who-Lived lives. Surrey, the most boring place on Earth."
He chuckled, "Yeah, top that. Nothing but Muggles for miles around."
She smirked, "Harry Potter, Ruler of the Muggles."
He smirked back, "So, you never answered me earlier, what is a Slytherin like yourself doing in Muggle Surrey, eh?"
"My stepfather's Muggle and, well, my mother figured no one would find us here."
Harry nodded and led the way towards the swings. They sat there for awhile just relaxing, then Blaise commented, "It's nice to have someone to talk to occasionaly that's not an adult you know."
Harry nodded and replied, "Yeah, someone who doesn't freak at the word magic or anything related to it is nice too."
She smiled, "Someone to talk to about school and life and random things,"
Harry smiled and just looked out at where they had come from, the neatly trimmed rows of houses.
"Just so you know, Harry, me and my family are completely behind you and Dumbledore." She was seemingly lost in thought, "The ways the others think is wrong. Nothing is right about torturing Muggles, despising Muggle borns it's all wrong." She seemed angry now and he quickly tried to calm her down.
"Don't worry, they're going to pay for what they do, every last one of them."
She smiled at him and stood, "Well, we better get going. C'mon."
He stood up and without thinking her hand slipped into his they began walking down towards the houses. When they got close enough they saw that her parents were still unloading the large truck. Harry quickly moved to help them.
"Here, Harry, help me get this bed up and put togheter will you." They lugged it upstairs and managed to put it together. After that Harry carried some boxes up into the room where Blaise was unpacking.
"Lucky me gets to go unload the library." He chuckled.
"I'll come help, most of those are mine anyways," she replied and they went down to start lugging books upstairs into the office/library. After lugging numerous books up the stairs, they where called down into the kitchen.
"Harry dear, please stay for dinner, it's not much, we ordered out." Mrs. Daily said from where she was finishing unpacking glasses.
"Thank you very much," he took a seat at the table as Mrs. Daily set the pizza boxes down on the table.
"Help yourself everyone," she said, placing a glass of soda in front of each of them.
They enjoyed a deicous dinner of pepperoni and cheese pizza. And for one of the few times in his life, Harry felt he belonged.
After eating Mr. Daily said, "Well, Harry, we're going to start the day around six. You're welcome to come over and help out. It would be grately appreciated."
Harry nodded, bade them goodnight, and slipped out. He made his way across the street and into Number Four, up the stairs and into his room. The moment his head hit the pillow he was asleep. Though it was not a fully restful sleep, a strange dream clouded his mind and he couldn't sleep well.
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. It was longer but because of a mistake I had to rewrite the whole thing and it turned out shorter. I hope you enjoyed it either way and now a word to the reviewers.
Geminia - Thanks, I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Hermionegreen - Well, thank you. My story is relatively new but I'm glad you liked it. The neighbors are a bit strange as you see. Hope you liked this chapter. Thank you again.
Javier55 - Glad you liked it. The neighbors are revealed, ha ha. As for the Awakening, that's a secret, if you have any ideas of how you would like to see it happen, you can e-mail me. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
Wanderingwolf - Too bad what were you betting? J/k. The only way Malfoy would be in that area would probably be to kill and torture. Hoped you like the outcome either way tata for now.
Linky2 - That answers it. Thanks for reviewing.
A/N: Reviews are motivation, take that in consideration. Good day all, expect the next chapter soon but sadly school is looming up and shall take much of my faithful time. Good night. Farewell.
As Always,
Flame of Shadow