Standard Disclaimers apply.Sorry about this one taking such a long time.Grr.. I dislike the Roman Empire greatly now!

Harry led Mina back to Privet Drive. She found it almost scary even that Harry knew his way around this suburbia maze almost too well. Sure enough, they had both found themselves on Privet Drive. Harry pointed out his house, which was across the street and two houses down. The house was exactly like the rest on the street. It was tutor style with neatly kept grass and hedges. The windows and doors were tightly shut, unlike the other houses. The others had the windows open widely to let the breeze in their house. Harry's house shut tight not to let the cool air out or the warm air in. To Mina, this house seemed the most unfriendly house on Privet Drive and that was including her own home.

"Do you want to come in?" Harry asked. She nodded reluctantly, not to be rude. Harry took her hand and led her inside the house.

Sure enough, Mina was right about her feelings. The house that Harry lived in was cold and unfeeling. The air conditioning was blasting with such furry that it made Mina quite happy that she was in jeans.

Inside the house, nothing was out of place. Everything looked so orderly. Not to mention that everything was spotless. It made Jade's house look dirty it was so clean. In the room that Mina and Harry were in, which was the den, there was a TV facing a plastic covered couch. The sofa and the couch were perpendicular to a large, brick fireplace.

It was the fireplace that Mina started looking at. On top the mantle of the fireplace were numerous pictures. The ones on the left featured an obscenely large baby in numerous differently colored bonnets. Those pictures slowly faded into an equally obscenely large boy being hugged and kissed by his parents.

Mina heard a loud creak from the couch. She looked and saw the pig with his little piggy eyes glued to the television screen. "C'mon Mina," Harry said in a slightly hushed voice not to disturb the pig. He led Mina up the stairs. Mina was nervous for what to expect. When they reached Harry's room and opened the door. Harry's room was the antitheses from the rest of the house. Articles of Harry's clothing were scattered across the floor, along with crumpled bits of paper.

A soft hoot came from the corner of his room. Mina looked to see where to hoot came. She soon found out that it came from a snowy owl in a rather large cage. She went over to it. "Aww," she said in a sweet voice, "It's so pretty, what's it's name?"

"Her name is Hedwig," Harry replied

"Like the saint?"

"Uh, yeah, sure."

Mina poked her finger through the cage and stroked Hedwig's feathers. Another moment of necessary silence washed over them both again. However, it was rudely interrupted by a loud, shrieking voice. "Harry! Get the post!" the high pitched voice. "I'd better go get that," Harry said. "You can sit down if you want." Harry went to go down to get the post. Mina decided to take Harry's advice and sit down on the bed. Mina shot back up when she realized that she sat down on top of a book. She picked up the book and looked at it. "1000 Magical Herbs and Fungi," it read. She started to flip through the book. There were many strange plants. Mina had recognized some of the names of the plants from stories that she'd heard. She never thought any of them were real though.

Harry went downstairs lazily. He picked up the post that was lying on the foyer floor. He looked through the mail. Nothing but a couple of bills and junk mail. Harry went into the kitchen where he set the mail on the table. Vernon Dursley and his wife, Petunia, were seated around a large, circular table. Mr. Dursley grabbed the mail before it hit the table. He looked through it and saw a bill. He tore open the bill furiously. He scanned over it once. After he was done, Mr. Dursley yelled at the top of his lungs, "WHAT? THREEHUNDRED DOLLARS FOR OUR COOLING NEEDS? HAVE THEY LOST IT? IT'S HOTTER THAN HELL!" If there was one thing that Mr. Dursley disliked more than his nephew, it was if he was getting ripped off.

Mrs. Dursley wasn't paying any attention to her husbands shouting. Instead, she was looking through the newspaper. Combing it over for gossip that she might bring up with her neighbors.

Harry walked over to the fridge. He opened it and grabbed two cans of soda. He was just about to leave the kitchen when his Aunt Petunia asked him where he was going. Harry turned around and replies, "To my room."

Eyeing him suspiciously, Aunt Petunia asked, "Why do you need two cans?"

"I'm really thirsty."

"Well then get some water. I don't want YOU drinking Duddy's soda."

"Sorry," Harry said sarcastically. Harry went back over the fridge, he opened it up to put the two sodas away. Harry looked over the door. He saw that his aunt went back to reading the newspaper. He stuffed the two sodas in his pants. The coldness of the soda was quite a shock to Harry. He walked really quickly out of the kitchen with a semi-permanent shocked face.

Harry quickly ran up the stairs. When he reached the top, he thought it best to take the sodas from his pants. He walked calmly into his room. He saw Mina standing up with a rather large book in her hands. Harry knew at once what book it was. It was his book of magical herbs and fungi. Panic ran through his mind.

"Umm, Harry," Mina said uneasily. "Is there something that you're keeping from you family?"

Harry dropped the two cans in complete shock. He had to think of something. Anything for that matter. He couldn't just flat out say that he was a wizard to a girl that he just met.

"Listen, Mina, I can explain," Harry said quickly.

"Harry, are you practicing Wicca, because that's the only conclusion that I've got."

"Uhh, yeah I am. But only from a scientific standpoint. Honestly Mina, you should know that there's no such thing as magic."