Thursday came without any messy haired villains or thick parchment letters coming. It wasn't until 3pm when he had to go to the co-op for some milk that Will had any contact with anyone outside his family. He was walking down Magnolia Crescent when Harry ran up to him.

"Listen, I'm sorry about yesterday. But will you hear me out?" Will ignored the question and carried on walking

"If you don't listen you'll be missing out." Harry said, walking at the same pace as Will which was uncomfortably fast.

"Seeing that you are not going away you have the time it takes to get to the shop and back" Will said this coolly, surprised at how direct it was.

"I don't know why I'm bothering to do this. It's your loss"

"Then why don't you get lost"

"Because I told my headmaster I would talk to you, so here I am. Do you believe in magic?"

Will scoffed, "Magic is just an illusion. It isn't real, even my kid sister is starting to admit that."

"That's were your wrong" came Harry's reply, "There is magic and there are some witches and wizards out there, and your one of them."

"You think I'm going to fall for that one. I may be young but I am not going to believe fairy stories told to me by a criminal" Harry laughed at this

"Contrary to popular belief I am not a criminal. So, you don't believe me?"

"Of course not"

"Ok, sorry then" Harry removed a long thin piece of wood from his pocket an after having a look round pointed it at will and said "Petrificus Totallus".

Immediately Will froze totally unable to move. He felt his heart pouding, he would hit the floor anymoment and no matter how much he wanted to move his hand he couldn't manage it. Luckily Harry caught him before he fell over and using the wood again whispered "Finite Incantarum"

"Sorry, but do you believe me now?" He asked. Will didn't know what to say. If that was a trick it was a good one, and surely if Harry was as bad as he was made out to be he would just have let him fall.

"I don't know" came the eventual reply, and it was a truthful one, "So, you don't go St Brutus'" harry stiffened.

"No, I've never been there. My aunt and uncle think I'm a freak for using magic, it's their cover story. I go Hogworts. I will be in seventh year when we go back."

Will knew he was being stupid, magic didn't exist, but yet what had Harry just done. "Can you show me some more?" he asked.

"I am not going to do anymore out here. I don't want to get caught. Today is the first day I've been able to do magic outside of school and I don't want to get in trouble straight away but I'll show you some more later if you want"

Will had got over his initial apprehension and was slowly warming to Harry, who walked with him to and from the shops. As the pair where about to go their separate ways Will did something which would be seen as most as highly stupid, he invited this unknown boy - a supposed criminal - into his house. After a little bit of persuasion he agreed.

Getting back to number 6 Will walked into his mum in the hallway. Harry was just behind him,

"Get out you crook!" Emma shouted at Harry

Will stood between the pair, "Mum, calm down. I've just been talking to Harry about something interesting and he said he'd tell me more when we got back".

"It's a con dear, can't you tell? He'll be thieving as soon as our backs are turned."

Will could see Harry starting to edge away towards the door, "Harry, stay, please. I want to know more. Mum, you know those letters I've been getting. They might not be fakes".

Emma laughed "He has you right were he wants you."

Will turned to Harry, "Please, show her something."

Harry pulled out his wand and muttered something which seemed to be in Latin, a large silver ribbon erupted from his wand which quickly became a silver stag, it cantered down the hallway before turning back so Harry could stroke it.

"How did you...." Emma started

"I'm a wizard and your son is too. Can we talk?" Harry asked. Emma nodded and took the group into the front room, gesturing for them to sit down she never took her eyes off Harry.

"Well, I'm Harry and you might have seen me about. I live with the Dursley's and I go to Hogworts School of Witchcraft and Wizardary."

"You go St Brutus', your aunt said so"

"My aunt also says that Dudley is a sensitive boy who isn't overweight. She says that to cover that I go to Hogworts, she hates everything to do with magic."

Will was starting to wonder how much he actually knew about That Potter Boy. After talking to him he didn't seem at all like he was described as.

"Will is what we call a muggle-born. That means your parents aren't magical, muggles are non magical people."

"Are you muggle born?"

"No, my mum and dad we're wizards. My mum was a muggle-born though. That means I get called a half-blood but you shouldn't take any notice of them stereotypes, they mean nothing."

"How do you know I'm a wizard" Harry grinned.

"Do strange things happen around you? When I was little I managed to change a teacher's wig blue and make things disappear when I was angry. Oh, and that's why I'm stuck with this mop of hair, whenever I try and cut it grows back overnight" Harry tugged at the offending item.

Will thought about it, there had been that time that all the paper in the classroom was scattered across the place when he was being yelled at and once when he fell down the stairs he just seemed to float all the way down, not touching anything along the way. Realisation dawned on Will, he really was a wizard.

"If you want to go to Hogworts you'll need to reply today."

"I don't have any letters, I threw them in the bin."

"And that's what magic is good for. Watch". He picked up his wand and shouted "Accio letter", to which the original letter came into his hand, covered in beans, "Scourgify". In his hand was a perfect letter. Emma's mouth hit the floor.

"So, would you like to go to Hogworts?" Will nodded frantically, he wanted to be able to do that. All doubt in his mind had been removed, there was absolutely no way that could be faked.

"I'll send the reply for you then. Now, we need to go to Diagon Alley one day to get your stuff. If you want you can come with my friends and me we are going next Tuesday. Diagon Alley is fantastic, it's a full street of wizarding shops."

"Can me and Dave come?" Asked Emma

"Of course, Hermione's parents will probably be there and she's muggle born too. It might be good to talk to her." Emma nodded her head.

"Well, I will leave you good people in peace. When I'll come round on Tuesday morning before we go Diagon Alley and tell you some more if you want. If there are any change of plans I'll come across. Night"

"Bye Harry!" Shouted Will, his opinion of the neighbourhood criminal dramatically changed.

"Goodbye" Said Emma

With a load pop! Harry was suddenly gone and the pair sat at each other.

"So it wasn't a hoax" Said Emma, obviously still shell-shocked.

"I guess not, he seemed alright didn't he?" will asked, hoping his mother would agree

"I suppose he did. I wonder how much of what the Dursley's said about him is true?" Emma pondered