A/N: Sheesh! For some reason this chapter was extremely hard to write! Writer's block, I guess. Thanx so so SOOOO much to those who reviewed! I love you!

Oh and if any of you want to read an absolutely WONDERFUL fanfic, read Masquerade, by draigonfire. I LOVE that fic!!!!! OR, another fabulous one is The New Girl, by hunni07!!!

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New Neighbor

Chapter 4

Harry turned. The opposite side of the room opened. A Light. A figure glided into the room.

"Kira?" Harry asked.

Kira smiled. She gracefully walked towards Harry, stopping right in front of him. A sudden breeze arose and Harry could feel her silky honey-blonde hair against his cheek.

"Kira," he breathed.

Kira reached up her hand to trace his cheek, but stopped before she touched him. Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked beyond Harry. Harry turned to see what was wrong.

A veil. A black veil.

Kira screamed. Harry whirled around but Kira was gone. He quickly turned back to the veil just as a figure with shaggy black hair fell backwards through it.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" Harry screamed, and tried to run towards the veil. His feet wouldn't move.

'What's wrong?!' Harry wondered frantically, looking down at his feet.

Suddenly a sharp twinge shot through his forehead.

"What the--"

A high cold laugh. Harry's body went cold, and he was falling. Falling down, down, down. He looked up as he fell and saw a pair of glistening green spectacles. His world went black.

Harry awoke in a pool of cold sweat. He was lying on the floor, his sheets a tangled mess around his feet.

'Gah! Third time this month!' Harry thought angrily. Though this was the first time with Kira involved.

"Weird," he said aloud. He glanced at the clock. 5:48 am. These troubling dreams were starting to annoy him, because he was tired of losing sleep. Usually he liked to sleep in.

He lay back down on his pillow, staring up at the ceiling. A certain shaggy-haired man entered his thoughts.

'Ah, Sirius… why can't you be here!?' Harry wondered furiously.

Harry often wondered what his life would be like if Sirius had not died. With Voldemort dead and all, most likely Harry wouldn't be living with the Dursley's. He and Sirius would have a house somewhere, perhaps near the Burrow. They'd have quidditch competitions now and then and at night they would stay up late while Sirius told him hilarious stories of Harry's father and the Marauders' adventures…

'Knock it off! He's dead! He's gone!' Harry screamed inside his head.

When Sirius had first disappeared behind the veil, Harry had refused to believe it. Sirius couldn't have died, all he did was fall! But after many long months and Sirius had not appeared anywhere, Harry had slowly come back to reality. Though, a small part of him still refused to believe his godfather was truly gone. It didn't help that Dumbledore had never given him any particularly solid answers to his godfather's disappearance.

Harry sighed. He missed Sirius more than anything in the world. He had admired Sirius very much. When Harry needed advice, it was Sirius he turned to. Before Voldemort had been killed, and Harry was under a lot of pressure and was fed up with life, Sirius was the one person who seemed to understand.

Suddenly a stunning blonde came into his mind.

He remembered Kira had been in his dream this time. He wondered why. It wasn't as though she had anything to do with Sirius or Voldemort or anything… His thoughts quickly drifted to the great time they had together a few days before.

'Maybe I'll call her today,' he thought. After all, he had gotten her number a few days prior.

Harry sighed once again, his heart a little lighter, and turned over on his side, attempting to salvage the little time he had left to sleep.

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RING! RING!

The obnoxious rings of Kira's bedside phone abruptly woke her up. Still half asleep, Kira lifted her hand to the ringing phone and picked it up. With effort she brought the phone to her ear and muffled a groggy, "Hullo?"

"Kira? Is that you?" a familiar voice said, which sounded much more awake than her own.

"Huh? Oh, uh, Harry?" she mumbled sleepily.

"Yeah, uh, hey did I wake you up?"

"Er-- naw, you yawn didn't…"

Harry laughed.

"Yes I did, and I'm sorry," he said sheepishly, "I should let you go, I was just calling to say hi."

"No! Er-- I mean, I was about to get up anyways," Kira lied.

"Oh, okay. Well, I kinda had another reason for calling. Besides just saying hi, I mean."

"Yeah?"

"Are you doing anything today? 'Cause if you aren't, I figured we could go to the park across town. You know, the one with the basketball courts and pond?"

Kira smiled at the telephone.

"Oh no! I'm not doing anything at all today!" she replied, a little too excitedly, "just give me enough time to get ready."

Harry also smiled. "Okay! Well, since it's already kind of late, how about we meet at… 3:00? In front of your house? And if your parents don't mind, we could get dinner afterwards I suppose."

"That would be perfect!" Kira said happily, "and my parents won't mind, they're off spending the day together."

"Great! Well, until 3:00 then," Harry said.

"Awesome! Bye!"

Now fully awake, Kira sat up in bed. She glanced at the clock, and saw that it was already noon. She was bubbling with anticipation to see Harry, since she hadn't seen him since the day her aunt and uncle came with the big news…

Kira thoughts trailed off. Oh bugger, how was she going to keep the whole witch-thing from Harry? Of course she could just not tell him, but that would be so hard! During the past few days, she had caught herself missing him. And she'd known him what, a week? Crazy, she figured. After all, she wouldn't even be able to see him when summer ended, seeing how she was going to Hogwarts and he went to that boarding school of his. Part of her was really disappointed because she really did like Harry. At least as a friend. He was the only one who made her feel completely comfortable. Something about Harry made her want to trust him.

Kira reluctantly rolled back the fuzzy warm blankets and got out of bed. After she stepped out of the shower, she wrapped a fluffy towel around herself and stepped in front of her closet.

After much contemplation, she decided on a lacy beige camisole with green shorts. She pulled her hair up into a bun and proceeded to accessorize her look with dangly earrings and her favorite charm bracelet. She put on little make-up, only a bit of smoky eye color that brought out the blue in her eyes and lip gloss.

"Perfect," she said aloud as she looked at herself in the mirror.

'I put a lot of effort into how I look today, but that doesn't have anything to do with Harry does it?' she wondered to herself as she tromped downstairs.

She didn't dwell on that thought however, because she grabbed a quick breakfast from the kitchen. When she finished, she brushed her teeth. She was just slipping on her sandals in the front hall when the doorbell rang. Kira opened the door to find Harry standing on her doorstep in shorts and a t-shirt.

He grinned when he saw her and said, "hey, you ready to go?"

She smiled back at him.

"Yeah! Let me grab my bag."

Kira snatched her purse from the shelf and walked outside with Harry. It was a gorgeous day on Privet Drive, the sun was shining and the temperature was warm.

They walked along the sidewalk, towards town.

"So how was the visit with your aunt and uncle?" Harry asked, breaking the contented silence.

"Oh it was great! They're so fun to visit with. They actually came with big news--" Kira stopped herself.

'Oh crap. Why did that just slip out!'

"Oh? Good news or bad news?" Harry asked.

'Geez no backing out now, Kira. Boy you screwed this up. Muggles can't KNOW remember?!'

Kira stopped the conversation inside her head in order to say, "Erm, good news I guess. Um… They were just telling me that um, I got-- accepted to another school. Instead of South King, I'll be attending… um… a boarding school?"

'Gah! Could you make it sounded any more suspicious?!' Kira scolded herself.

Harry looked at her strangely for a the briefest moment then turned away.

"That's cool," he said casually, "are you glad?"

"Um, kind of I guess…" Kira said uncertainly.

"Cool."

They continued walking towards Mayberry Park, on the other side of town. When the reached it, Kira saw that it was beautiful! Much nicer than the park where she had met Harry. There were many gardens, all perfectly shaped and cut. A large pond, well more like a lake, was off to one side, where you could see a few boats and canoes. A children's area was off the right, as was a basketball court. Kira immediately pulled Harry towards the court.

"C'mon, let's play!" she said excitedly. Kira had always enjoyed basketball, but had never played it in school because she needed the extra time to keep her grades up.

"Er, I don't know how, Kira!" Harry said, laughing as Kira yanked on his arm.

Kira laughed, "then I'll teach you!"

The next hour was spent on a playful game of basketball, which Harry wasn't too bad at, Kira noted. When the game was finished, they both sank down onto a bench on the bridge over the pond.

"Geez, now I'm really hot," Kira said, fanning her face with her hand.

"No kidding," Harry said. He was exhausted too. "Good game though." He grinned at her.

"Ha, and you sooo lost, mister!"

"You wish!" He said, laughing.

"Na uh!" Kira argued playfully.

He stood up and chuckled, "how can you say that? I may be new at basketball, but I made a fair opponent."

Kira stood up as well. "Maybe you did, but that doesn't mean you won, buster!"

Harry held up his hands in surrender and laughed, "Okay! Okay! You win!"

"Ha, you bet I did!" Kira cried, pushing her finger into his chest. For a split second she realized in her mind how close she was standing to the edge of the bridge, but it was too late. By pushing her finger into Harry's chest, she was pushed back just a little too far, and arms thrashing and legs flailing, she fell backwards into the pond.

Her shoes touched the sandy ground and she stood up in the water to see Harry bent over laughing.

"Ha, I guess you lost!" he sputtered between laughs.

"No fair! If I have to get wet," she reached up grabbed his ankle, "then you do too!"

With one swift yank she pulled Harry into the pond with a SPLASH. He came up out of the water smiling, wiped the water out of his face, and took off his glasses to examine how wet they were. He grinned at her and said playfully, "okay we're even."

"Hey," Kira said shyly, "you look good without your glasses."

"Oh yeah, very sexy, huh?" he said playfully.

Kira giggled and shoved him gently. Through his wet shirt she could feel his toned muscles. She hadn't known he did sports. She blushed at her observation.

"Er-- we better get out of here, we need a chance to dry off!" said Kira.

"Yeah, you're right."

They slowly made their way to the bank, and climbed out onto the grass. Kira then realized how wet and see-through her beige camisole had become. She blushed, and Harry noticed and chuckled.

"I guess we better get you something to change into? Not that I don't like what I see, but--"

"Oh, shut up," Kira said, while trying to hide her giggles.

They found a small shop on the corner and quickly found some inexpensive clothes to wear. As the two left the small shop, Harry glanced at his watch.

"Whoa, it's getting kind of late, how about we grab some… say, pizza?" he asked.

Kira laughed, "of course! Pizza's always good."

At a small deli they each ordered a slice of pepperoni pizza and a drink, and headed back to Privet Drive. When they reached Kira's home, the pair stopped.

Harry spoke first. "I had a really fun time today, ha, with our little swim and all."

Kira giggled. "Yeah, me too."

"So I'll call you later then?"

"Sure!"

Kira looked up at Harry. He had a funny look in his emerald eyes.

'I didn't know he had green eyes. Wow, I guess I've never been close enough to see them this close either,' Kira thought to herself.

Slowly Harry lifted his hand to her face and brushed a wet, stringy strand of honey blonde hair out of her eyes. He bent down just enough, and tenderly his lips met Kira's.

Kira's mind had been screaming to turn away or something, but the moment they kissed, everything else disappeared. His kiss wasn't demanding, awkward, or strange. It was just… gentle.

Harry pulled away slowly and opened his emerald green eyes to see bright purple ones smiling back at him. Harry grinned and stood back up to his full height.

"Well, until later then," he said, still grinning.

"Perfect," said Kira with a smile on her face.

Slowly she turned towards her house and walked inside. As she closed the door behind her softly, Kira quickly ran to the window. Still outside her house, Harry stood, as if he was thinking, remembering. He still had his award-winning grin on his face, and slowly he turned away from Kira's house, and walked down the street towards his own.

A/N: Whew! Finally chapter 4 is done! You have no idea how much trouble I had writing this stupid chapter! Okay now PLEASE review!!!