AN: Sorrry I haven't update for so long but I had several problems with my PC, the biggest of them is that a virus ate a lot of my files including this fic.
After searching for long time and trying to recover my files I found my plot line and 3 chapters 3, 9 and 11.
Chapter 3 Moving to Ottery St. Catchpole
After a week, when Harry went downstairs for breakfast, he noticed that there was a 'for sale' sign in front of their house and that there where a lot of boxes in the living room. Harry went down to ask if they had found a house.
Uncle Vernon looked at Harry and answered, "It is on Griffin street 12. I don't want to hear a word about the name."
"Is it a big house?" Harry asked curiously.
A smile appeared on Vernon's face as he remembered the house.
"Yes it is, Harry. It is a mansion," he said, "It has five large bedrooms, two bathrooms, a wine-seller, an attic, a large living room and about 6 square acres of land."
"Wow, that must've been some raise and a bonus that you got if you can afford that," Harry said in a slightly breathless voice.
Vernon smiled and said, "Yes I did. But I also got it at a fairly low price too."
They sat down and ate their breakfast. Dudley was still on a diet but because he had failed at school. He was sneaking to the kitchens so often that he didn't have enough time to do his homework.
Uncle Vernon had always said that he didn't want a son who was always busy with school, but he also didn't want a son that didn't make the 4th year in one try. Dudley's parents where so mad at him, they decided that only Dudley had to continue the diet they had last years. Even Harry was allowed to eat as much as he wanted.
After breakfast they started to put everything in boxes. Harry though quickly wrote short letter to Dumbledore, Snuffles, Ron and Hermione and sent them all with Hedwig, whom gave him a disapproving look, but took them anyway, because she loved her master so much. After finished those he to started packing although he was finished with his room before the others, since his Hogwarts stuff was in his trunk and he hardly possessed anything else. His aunt and uncle were finished two hours later. Uncle Vernon and Harry continued in the living room. Aunt Petunia started packing up the kitchen. Dudley though didn't finish until late that night.
The next morning they awoke by the sound of a horn. Looking out the window they saw a large truck in front of the house. They quickly got dressed. Uncle Vernon opened the door for the men and aunt Petunia made some coffee for them.
After coffee they started to pick up the furniture and put them in the truck.
When they were done they started on the boxes. Harry was amazed as to what could into a single truck.
That was until one of the movers winked at him.
At it was twelve O'clock they started riding to their new home, they arrived at four O'clock.
When Harry got out of the car and saw their new house for the first time, he was in awe.
'It's so large,' he thought.
"So, do you like it," uncle Vernon asked.
"Yeah I do."
"The attic is yours," uncle Vernon said, trying to hide mischievous smile.
Harry who was still looking at the house didn't see this smiled and said, "Great."
His smile disappeared as soon as he went to the attic to put his trunk in.
It was huge, you could see outside in every direction looking outside through windows.
He could see the Burrow.
It needed some patching up to do because, even thought it was well maintained it was obvious that it hadn't been used for years.
'It feels like being in a furnace in here. Well that is easily fixed by opening the windows and the balcony doors,' Harry thought. After a few seconds his mind retraced back, 'BALCONY DOORS.' He ran across the attic to the doors and saw the balcony. It was 7 meters long and 3 meters deep. It was closed of from sight by the railing and the floor was of good quality.
Giving a small sigh, Harry put his trunk down and looked around to see what needed to be fixed. During this he noticed that the attic covered the entire floor.
He went down and brought his mattress, blanket and pillow up, as did the Dursleys.
The only box they opened, was a box with kitchenware. They put four chairs and a table in the kitchen and ordered some take out.
They went to bed early that day.
The next day he got an owl; it was from the Weasleys. It was a very beautiful snow owl, just as Hedwig, and Hedwig seemed to like it very much.
Dear Harry,
You shouldn't have bought us a new owl, we wanted to buy a new one for a very long time, but we waited until Errol died. But anyway, thanks. We called him Yrrah; it's your name the other way around. Pig likes him very much, and he seems to like Pig too, they are constantly together. – Strange, Harry thought, he likes Hedwig too, and Hedwig hates Pig – We asked Dumbledore if you could come to our house, but he said you would have to wait at least 2 weeks. Then you are allowed to come, Arthur can arrange a car from the ministry to take you here. He will be picking you up.
Love,
Molly Weasley
2 WEEKS!!! Why??? Harry was furious with Dumbledore, but he was sure he has his reasons, just as he had his reasons, when he said he couldn't go to the Weasleys the whole summer.
He went down to tell the Dursleys about it, because since they were nicer to him, he was able to talk to them normal.
When he came down Aunt Petunia was taking her coat to go outside.
"Where are you going?" asked Harry.
"I'm going to meet the new neighbors, they are coming to our house right now," said Aunt Petunia.
"The new neighbors? Can I come with you?" asked Harry.
"Sure you can, but be nice to them and please tell nothing about your thing!"
"I will," promised Harry.
They went outside and, as they walk down the drive way, see three people walking towards them. There were two adults, and a girl of Harry's age, all three of them had red hair.
Harry hardly recognized Ginny, as she had grown a lot since he last really looked at her and that was at the quidditch championship last year.
If aunt Petunia had turned to look at Harry she would've seen a dumbstruck but happy looking Harry.
"Hello, welcome to our neighborhood," said Molly, "I am Molly Weasley, This is my husband Arthur Weasley and this is Virginia, my youngest daughter, you can call her Ginny. My sons are at the lake swimming."
"Thanks, I'm Petunia, and this is my cousin Harry and this is Harry, my cousin who lives with us, my son Dudley and husband are at home watching television." said Petunia.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Weasley," said Harry.
"Ginny! Come over here, will you. You can meet our new neighbors!" called Molly.
Ginny who apparently had stopped walking the moment she saw Harry, came and greeted Harry.
Petunia, Molly and Arthur left, leaving them staring at each other.
"Harry, is that really you?" she almost screamed after coming outof her stuppor. "You've changed a lot. I'm happy to see you again, If you're wondering why your aunt doesn't recognized us, it is because my dad put a memory charm on them."
"I... I 'm glad to see you again too," Harry said, taking a step back. "You've changed a lot too, I must say you look beautiful."
"Thanks, you look nice too," she answers shyly.
"Please come with me, I want to show you my new room," said Harry. She followed him into the house, they went upstairs and Ginny realized it was exactly the same as their house, only better maintained and bigger, she followed him up to the attic.
"My uncle chose this as my room, he picked the largest for themselves and he gave me the second largest. Then again they did gave Dudley two rooms," said Harry.
"What! They gave you the smallest room," she said angrily.
Harry told everything about his live before he was told he was a wizard. How the Dursleys hated him, how he had lived in the cupboard under the stairs, everything.
Ginny was stunned, she had heard from Ron about how he had been locked in his room, but she had thought it was a single incident. Her great hero had such a bad childhood. "Well, now you can stay with us if you want to," she said. Harry, who realized she was even more beautiful then Cho Chang, really liked that deal.
"Hey I'm in the fifth year now to," she said "I skipped a year."
"Wow, that's great and about the staying-with-you thing, I really want to, if it's okay with your parents."
"We'll ask later, first we talk, and I can help you with bringing your stuff upstairs," said Ginny.
"Thanks," said Harry.
They were walking up and down carrying boxes and talking the whole afternoon. They were talking about everything. Ginny had been on vacation in Holland – Amstelveen (near Amsterdam) with some relatives. Harry told her all about his adventures with Ron and Hermione. He talked about the Sorcerer's stone in his first year. About the Chamber of Secrets in his second year (A/N I know she knows about it, but she doesn't know every thing). About Sirius Black in his third year, and about the Tri-wizard Tournament, but not about what happened right after the third task. He somehow trusted her with all his secrets, although he promised to Dumbledore not to tell it to anyone. He had this strange feeling about her, and he also noticed that she acted differently then other girls, not to mention herself the year. She tried to be as close as possible to him, she used every opportunity to touch him somehow and he did the same to her.
They were having a break on his room and drinking a glass of cola, he saw her looking at him all the time, he did the same, but didn't dare to do something. There was a sort of strange tense around them. They were just terribly in love with each other, but they didn't tell each other, although he knew she was in love, and she knew he was in love.
Later that afternoon, half past 5, she went home to eat. He said goodbye to her and her parents, and they left.
He was in his room, when somebody rang the doorbell, Petunia opened and he heard voices. Later he heard someone coming up the stairs, and entering his room, it was Ginny.
"Mum invited you to have dinner at our place, my parents and your Aunt and Uncle seem to like each other and since you don't have a kitchen yet, they invited you. Isn't that great! Then we can ask if you can stay in my house!" Harry looked really happy; he looked as if he never looked as happy before. It was a big smile and his eyes were looking at her with immense love. She went to stand in front of him and grabbed his hands; they were looking in each other's eyes.
Then she said, "At the moment I saw you, I was in love with you. Some people say there's no such thing as love at first sight, but I believe in it. Do you love me too?" Harry said nothing. For a moment he only looked in her eyes, and suddenly he bent forward and kissed her gently on her mouth. She kissed back. They kissed for almost 5 minutes, once in a while they had to breathe, but then they went on. "Can I take that as a 'yes'?" she asked slightly breathless. "Yes, you can," he answered. They kissed again.
But suddenly someone opened the door. It was Dudley, he was stunned, he was looking at Harry in disbelieve. He also looked as if he was jealous of him. After a minute of staring, Dudley said, "We've got to go, d-d-d-d-dinner is ready."
He went down and looking as if he was about to cry. Harry and Ginny followed him, hand in hand. When they reached the living room, they let go of each other and went in. Acting as if nothing happened, only Dudley looked different to aunt Petunia. They all went to the house of the Weasleys, Which was charmed so the Dursleys only saw the Muggle equivalent off al the magical items. Harry saw it to. This puzzled Harry for a moment but then thought they needed to see it "act" around it.
They introduced the Dursleys and "Harry" to the other Weasleys, except Ron who wasn't there for some reason.
They sat down on a long table. Harry and Ginny sat next to each other. They had their hands in each other's under the table, so that nobody was able to see it.
The dinner was delicious; Molly had made curly kale with smoked sausage, a Dutch recipe. Even Dudley got a little piece of smoked sausage and a very little tiny piece of curly kale. During dinner, Dudley still looked unhappy, although he got food. So Petunia asked, "What's wrong Dudley?"
"I don't want to talk about it right now," he said.
"But you know you can always talk to us about your problems. Does it have to do with your school?"
"No, it doesn't, I've got over that," Dudley murmured.
"Well, maybe you have to be a big boy and get over this one!" Harry said.
"Do you know what wrong with him then?" Uncle Vernon asked, a little bit too loud, as if was getting his old hate against Harry back.
"No, I don't, but Dudley is 15 now, and I think he will have to be able to solve his problems on his own, and I think he will just have to get over it. There's probably nothing else to do about it," Harry said, as if he was a very wise person.
"I for once agree with you, Dudley is no cry-baby that is not how I want my boy to be. And you aren't, am I right Dudley?" said Vernon.
"Yes, your right, Harry's right. I should solve my own love-problems in an adul..." suddenly Dudley pressed his hands against his mouth to prevent himself from talking.
"Love-problems?" Petunia said, as if she just heard that her child is having a baby.
"Tell me, I really want to know. Do you have a girlfriend in school? Did she break up with you? Who is she? How does she look like? Is she the same sort of person as Harry is? Is she nice? Please... I'm dying to know," Petunia begged Dudley.
"I do not have a girlfriend, I never had. Although now, I met someone, who I... well... you know. Impossible love."
Ginny looked at Harry, she asked him if it was her. Not with words, but with the expression on her face. Nobody else saw it. Harry nodded. Ginny looked stunned.
After dinner when Dudley was gone in a hurry, without having his dessert, which he was allowed to have on this special occasion. Ginny and Harry stood up. Harry said, "I was wondering if Ginny could stay with me tonight, so we can talk, we can take that extra mattress which is supposed to be in one of the spare bedrooms and place it on the ground in my room."
"Another love-problem tonight? Well I guess this one isn't a problem," Molly laughed while she said that last sentence, "It's okay, you can stay, as long as they agree," and she moved her head towards his Aunt and Uncle.
"She can stay boy," Vernon said a little angry, it looked like he got back his old hate against Harry, "but only if you stay with them from tomorrow until you go to that redhead family."
Molly started to take the dishes to the kitchen and get the dessert. Harry helped her.
When they were both in the kitchen, Molly asked, "Is he always that cranky? I only met him this dinner, your aunt seems nice to me, and I already talked to her this afternoon. But he... he's just..."
"They are normally both like that, worse. They hate magic, they also don't know you are wizards, because of the charm Mr. Weasley put on them, although I didn't you were hiding you hair color as well; otherwise they wouldn't have accepted your invitation for dinner. Maybe Ron already told you this. But when they got me after my parents died, they hoped to take away my magic, I never knew I was a wizard, I knew nothing. Not about my parents, nothing about wizards at all. They told me my parents died because of a car accident. On my 11th birthday I found out about all this. And they didn't like it at all. They knew I would be gone the whole year except for the summer holiday, but they just don't like to make me happy. This year Dudley failed with school, and they got very angry with him. So suddenly they are nicer to me. Dudley is in love with your daughter and he saw Ginny and I... well... he saw us kissing just before dinner. And I think Vernon knows why he is so sad, so now he's just being his old self again against me. That's why he wanted me to stay away the whole summer. I would like to ask you if that's possible, because it is better for me, for the Dursleys and I think your daughter will like it to very much. But please don't tell anyone about us yet," Harry breathed, because he said al this without breathing.
"Our Ginny... a boyfriend... Harry Potter as boyfriend... of course you can stay as tonight...I was really hoping that you two would fall in love," Molly almost cried with happiness.
"So would Dumbledore let you come to our house that long, after all he did write that you had to wait two weeks?" Molly asked.
"I have to write him a letter I guess, but I really hope I can."
"That's right, please write him tonight, then we can have an answer before tomorrow night."
After dinner, Harry and Ginny went upstairs to get her stuff. They heard Dudley cry in the bathroom.
"Is he really in love with me?" Ginny asked.
"Didn't you see how he reacted when he saw us kissing?"
"No, I'm not very good in reading peoples expressions. That's why it took me a lot of time to realize you liked me."
"Well, he'll have to get over it, not only this time, but some other times too. I don't think any girl will ever like him. He's very aggressive, fat, and ugly. I think every time he's in love, his will be heart broken."
They started to get all her stuff. He opened her bag, threw some of her clothes in it.
He took the bag down the stairs and they left for Harry's new house. When they had placed the extra mattress in Harry's room and Harry wrote a letter to Dumbledore, they went down to talk. When it was almost twelve o'clock, Harry and Ginny went upstairs, the Dursleys too. They were very tired from the moving and fell asleep immediately; Harry however went to take a quick shower, because he was all sticky after a day of hard working. When he was showering, the door suddenly opened and Ginny came in. She was wearing a bathrobe. Harry didn't feel ashamed for her. She didn't seem to have problems with it too, because she threw the bathrobe of her, and she came in the shower too. They started kissing, but nothing else happened. That was not what Harry was hoping for. Maybe with Christmas, he thought.
He did however enjoy being able to see and touch the girl he loved, naked.
What was meant to be a quick shower, turned out to be an hour and a half.
They washed each other, kissed, talked, laughed and tried to be quiet for the Dursleys, which made it even more difficult and slow.
When they finally got out of the shower, they went to bed. Harry slept on the ground too, because his bed wasn't installed yet.
The mattress for Ginny seemed to be worthless, because they both lay on the same mattress under the same duvet and on the same pillow. Yet nothing remotely to sex happened. They decided to do what Harry thought before. Wait with it for Christmas.
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