Harry reread the letter. Had he made a mistake, or was someone really out
to get him? Was there anyone (besides Voldemort) who wanted to get him?
Harry went over it again and again in his head and then finally came to a
conclusion--it must have been from a Death Eater, or Voldemort supporter.
Harry finally lain down on his bed with very confused thoughts.
The next day, Harry awoke to the sound of Hedwig, who had returned with Hermione's answer at night. Harry grabbed the letter a split second before Dudley barged in and grabbed it from him, screaming, "Dad, Harry's communicating with his Hogwarts friends!"
"Potter!" Vernon screamed as he ran upstairs to find Harry sitting on the bed, dumbfounded. He wondered what the punishment would be this time when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Aunt Petunia said into the phone.
"Um, hello, is this the Dursley residence?" said a voice Harry didn't recognize.
"Yes, may I ask who this is?" said Petunia.
"A secret. I just need to speak to Mr. Potter, is he there at the moment?" said the voice and Harry noticed at once who it was. It was Hermione, calling like he wanted her to.
"Aunt Petunia, may I have the phone? It seems like the person on the other end would like to talk to me," Harry said.
"Vernon, what do you think?" Aunt Petunia said, but Harry grabbed the phone and ran upstairs saying, "I'll bring it back down when I'm done!"
"Hello," Harry said into the phone.
"Hi Harry. It's Hermione," said the normal voice of Hermione on the phone.
"And Ron," said Ron's voice.
"Harry, what's going on? I read the letter but I don't get what you want me to do!" Hermione said.
"That's a first," Harry said. "I want you to come over and pretend you are taking me to an orphanage."
"Unfortunately, Harry, we can't do that. My mum and dad are out right now, we are home alone," Ron said as he added an, "Oops!"
"Don't worry, I'm on your side there. Well, do you have a plan Hermione?"
"Yes, but its not guarranteed to work."
"Well, let's try it!" Ron said as Hermione began the explanation.
When Hermione was halfway through the explanation, Uncle Vernon's voice screamed up the stairs. "POTTER! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"I have to go guys. I wish I could talk longer, but I can't. Owl-me with the plan, okay?" Harry said as he hung up the phone and ran down the stairs.
"Potter, we have to go. Mrs. Figg will be coming over, she graciously accepted the job on such short notice. Wonderful lady. We have to go, Dudley and his girlfriend are going out to dinner. However, I have put a lock on your owl's door this time. I saw the note your friend wrote you. Here, I've read it so now you can," said Vernon, shoving the note into Harry's hand and then he ran into the car.
Harry ran into his room with the letter to read. However, his room was being used by three large owls, none of which were familiar-looking. The owls stood up and began singing.
"We are the wishing owls and we have come to you," said the owls in unison.
"Um, excuse me, but what are you?" Harry said.
"We are the wishing owls and we chose you as our next victim." said the owl with "Gift 1" written on its giftbox.
"What do you mean, your next 'victim?'"
"We mean that if you do not use these wishes as a normal wizard would, you will be very sorry indeed. Your first wish was to talk to your friends longer, so here they are!" said the owl with "Gift 2" written on its box. The owl and box saying "Gift 1" vanished and Hermione and Ron appeared where the owl had been.
"Harry, what is going on?" Ron said.
"Did we just apparate?" Hermione said.
"Wow, who else have you been 'owling' that sent you a parcel with those?" Ron said as Harry began to explain.
"These are 'wishing owls'. They heard me say on the phone that I wished I could talk longer, so they granted me the wish," Harry told them.
"Wow! I never heard of such a thing as a 'wishing owl'" both Hermione and Ron
said in unison.
"If you never read anywhere about them, I reckon they are not here for what they say they are," Ron said.
"I know, but they granted me this wish,"Harry said.
"Wish us back!" Ron said. "I finally was working on my homework!"
"And you mean 'finally.' Harry hasn't even started his homework," Hermione said.
"And why is that bad?" Ron said, confused.
"It is bad because of this!" Hermione said, shoving a letter at Ron.
"I never got this," Ron said as he passed it on to Harry.
"What is this? 'This year, Hogwarts will open August 22 so we have time to set up for the Year of Differences.' I never got this either, Hermione. Maybe it was a trick. I wouldn't be suprised if someone wanted to make you go in ten days before we are supposed to, it was probably meant as a joke," Harry said.
"I wish I knew who sent you this, because if they wanted to fool you they did a good job!" said Ron.
"Well, I don't mind not knowing, but I need to make sure that it isn't false," Hermione said.
"Well, then, why doesn't Harry ask Malfoy, now that the two are friends?" Ron said, and Harry could tell he was mad.
"What do you mean? I am not friends with Malfoy!"
"Don't lie! Hedwig accidentally dropped this at my house when she was grabbing my gift," Ron said as he handed Harry the note.
"I'll read it later," Harry said.
"Well, back to homework. I really need to get home and do homework. Where are those owls?" Ron said as Hermione turned around to see fog leave and instead appeared with one owl remaining and with Draco Malfoy.
"What is going on? Oh, hi guys. What is going on, why am I here?" Draco said.
"I'd like to know how that bit of filth is in your house!" Ron said.
"Wait, Hermione, did you say you 'wished' that you knew who sent you that?" Harry said.
"Yes, I did."
"Well, maybe the owls heard it. They probably went to find the person who sent you the note. Malfoy, did you send Hermione that note?"
"What note?"
"The note saying that school was going to start on August 22," Ron said.
"No, I didn't."
"Maybe the owls knew that Malfoy hated Hermione," Malfoy made a little weird motion and shook his head, "and they figured that he sent it to you," Harry said.
"What owls?" Draco said.
"The quote-on-quote wishing owls," Ron said.
"Oh, you were their next victim?" Draco said, half-laughing, half-scared.
"Yes, that's what they said when they came in."
"The owls like to cause havoc. They visited me last and things will never be the same," Draco said.
"Is that why you are communicating with Harry?" Ron said as Hermione inturrupted.
"What do you mean, 'things will never be the same'? Did they cause that bad of problems?"
"Yes. If I were you, Harry, I'd just wish the three of us home," Draco said.
"Okay. What do I have to do?" Harry said.
"Say, 'I wish the three people in front of me went home,'" Ron, Hermione, and Draco all said at the same time.
The minute they said this Harry knew something was wrong. The final owl left, as the wish could not be granted, too many people had said it. Not only this, but then Harry heard the front door open. The Dursleys had returned.
Harry quickly told the three to hide in the closet until he returned, and the three were so scared that they didn't dare argue. Harry ran downstairs to see Dudley's new girlfriend staring him in the face.
"You must be Harry Potter," said the girl.
"Yes, I am. What is your name?" Harry asked.
"I'm Crystal, Dudley's quote 'girlfriend.' However, it wasn't much of a choice. It was either him or Piers Polkiss, and neither are very sanitary. Where do you go to school? I have never seen you at Smeltings," the girl said.
"I don't go to school around here," Harry said quickly as Dudley reappeared.
"So, have you beaten him up yet?" Dudley asked.
"No, why would I beat him up?" Crystal asked Dudley.
"'Cause I want you to," Dudley said.
"Well, I can do as I please. And a little hint, Dudley, if you told your family and friends that we are in a relationship you are living a lie. One little lame school project does not make us a couple, got it?" Crystal said, her eyes fixed on Harry.
Unfortunately, Dudley caught the gaze between the two. "If you are thinking of asking him out, you seriously have problems."
"I am not, I am surveying him. You two don't look at all alike!" Crystal said.
"Thank you," said Dudley.
"You know, that is a criticizm to you, Dudley. You should be more skinny, like Harry," Crystal told him.
"Excuse me, I believe that just a minute ago you said that you could do as you please, so that means that I can do as I please also," Dudley told her.
"I have to go back upstairs, I will talk to you later," Harry said as he ran back up the stairs to see Malfoy, Hermione, and Ron looking as though they just ran from the banister to his room.
"Were you guys spying on me?"
"No, I thought that that was Pansy Parkinson, and I was wondering what she was doing here. It was a coincidence that I ran back the same time that you came up," Draco said.
"Liar!" Ron said.
"What is your explanation, 'the girl is so hot?'" Draco asked Ron.
"You guys, I don't care, its not like anything happened," Harry said as he turned around to see Hermione crying.
"Yes something happened, you just don't know it," she said through sobs.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked her.
"Nothing that I want to talk to you about. Would you mind hiding somewhere else real quick while I tell Ron something?" Hermione said to Draco and Harry, who both agreed.
"Let's listen in," said Draco.
"No, Malfoy. If she wanted us to hear she would have said the secret in front of us too," Harry said, but he too listened to the conversation he overheard.
"I just can't take it anymore!" they heard Hermione say.
"What can't she take anymore?" Draco said softly.
"I don't get it either," Harry said as he listened more.
"Sometimes I wonder if he likes me and is trying to hide it. I mean, I know that he is mean and all, but underneath it seems that when he is separated from his cronies he is a really nice guy," Hermione told Ron.
"I can't believe this! She wouldn't tell me this? Why?" Harry said as he stepped away.
"Look, why are you telling me and not Harry?" Ron's voice said.
"Because Harry and 'him' may end up as friends, which means that my secret may be told along the way, and I don't want the guy to think I hate him, but I don't like him that way!" Hermione said.
"That answers your question," Draco said as he leaned in to hear more. He looked a lot different than normal. He was blushing.
"Do you like Hermione?" Harry said.
"Sort of. She's so smart, you know, and she really is a nice girl at heart. I wonder what she would say if I told her I liked her. I mean, you don't like her do you?" Draco said, and Harry shook his head.
"I can't believe you like her."
"I know. I started feeling this way last summer, I was listening in to my parents' conversation and they were talking about getting me a girlfriend, and when I ran upstairs I remembered my homework, and that reminded me of her," Draco said.
"So are you saying you want to use her?" Harry said.
"No."
"Guys, you can come back in now," Hermione and Ron said out the door.
"Okay," Draco said, pulling Harry along with him.
When Harry walked in, the first thing he did was reach for the clock. "It's nine PM already!" he said, as he grabbed a few of the blankets for his friends and Draco.
"Thanks, Harry," Ron said.
"We have to sleep on these?" Draco said, and Harry nodded.
"Good night guys," Hermione said, and they drifted off to sleep.
"Harry, did you sleep at all last night?" Ron said in the morning.
"Yes, why did you think I didn't?"
"No, I wanted to make sure that you got some sleep. Now we have to figure out how to get the three of us home and get Harry to our house for the rest of the summer vacation. Should one of us use magic?" Ron said.
"No, this year is going to be the year of differences, I don't want to miss out on that," Draco said.
"Okay, well should one of us make a wish and hope the wishing owls come?"
"Ron, I don't think that will work. Those owls don't obey your wishes," Harry said.
"Hermione, do you have any suggestions?" Draco asked her.
"Yes. Not about that though. However, I do suggest that you leave me alone and bug off before I hurt you!" she said in return.
"Are you alright?"
As Hermione stood up, they understood why she was mad. She looked like she hadn't gotten any sleep. She also looked like her cat had scratched her all night in the face.
"No, I'm not alright," Hermione said. "Crookshanks came for me in the night. He wanted me to follow him, but I wouldn't leave you guys here. So I told him to leave. Unfortunately, he didn't listen. He scratched me all night long trying to make me follow," Hermione said.
"We need to get you home, those scratches could be infected!" Draco said.
"Since when do you care about Hermione, eh?" Ron said.
"Look, if we want to get out of here, we need to work together," Draco said matter-of-factly.
"Look, don't try to abuse that tone. Do you have any ideas?" Hermione asked.
"No, Harry, do you?" Draco asked him.
"Yes, I think I do. Ron and Draco, you guys send owls to your parents. Tell them to come and pick you up at 3 PM tomorrow pronto. Dudley and his girlfriend have a date at 2 PM, so the Dursleys won't be home yet hopefully. Hermione and Ron can go home then, and as long as Draco's dad gets here too, he can go home," Harry said.
"Let's try it!" Draco said.
"I reckon it'll work out fine," Ron said.
"Good idea. Mrs. Weasley will be able to fix my cuts, right, Ron?" Hermione asked Ron, sounding like she was half-dreading the answer.
"Yea, my mom can fix you up," Ron said.
"Good. Let's get going!" Hermione said.
"But wait. What if Dudley and his girlfriend break up? I mean she seemed to like you, Harry. What if she breaks up with him to ask you out?" Draco said, and Ron and Hermione were trying not to laugh.
"Yea right. Dudley wouldn't let that happen," Harry said.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive"
"But she likes you, not Dudley."
"She doesn't like either one of us. Come on, nothing will go wrong," Harry said.
The three got ready. It was time to put the plan into effect. Draco and Ron sent letters to their parents, and everything was going fine. At 2:45, the doorbell rang. Harry ran to the door. Hermione and Ron were right behind him, because at 2:45 they were going to get picked up to avoid controversy between Mr. Malfoy and Ron's dad. However, Harry opened the door to see none other than the Dursleys staring at him in horror.
The next day, Harry awoke to the sound of Hedwig, who had returned with Hermione's answer at night. Harry grabbed the letter a split second before Dudley barged in and grabbed it from him, screaming, "Dad, Harry's communicating with his Hogwarts friends!"
"Potter!" Vernon screamed as he ran upstairs to find Harry sitting on the bed, dumbfounded. He wondered what the punishment would be this time when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Aunt Petunia said into the phone.
"Um, hello, is this the Dursley residence?" said a voice Harry didn't recognize.
"Yes, may I ask who this is?" said Petunia.
"A secret. I just need to speak to Mr. Potter, is he there at the moment?" said the voice and Harry noticed at once who it was. It was Hermione, calling like he wanted her to.
"Aunt Petunia, may I have the phone? It seems like the person on the other end would like to talk to me," Harry said.
"Vernon, what do you think?" Aunt Petunia said, but Harry grabbed the phone and ran upstairs saying, "I'll bring it back down when I'm done!"
"Hello," Harry said into the phone.
"Hi Harry. It's Hermione," said the normal voice of Hermione on the phone.
"And Ron," said Ron's voice.
"Harry, what's going on? I read the letter but I don't get what you want me to do!" Hermione said.
"That's a first," Harry said. "I want you to come over and pretend you are taking me to an orphanage."
"Unfortunately, Harry, we can't do that. My mum and dad are out right now, we are home alone," Ron said as he added an, "Oops!"
"Don't worry, I'm on your side there. Well, do you have a plan Hermione?"
"Yes, but its not guarranteed to work."
"Well, let's try it!" Ron said as Hermione began the explanation.
When Hermione was halfway through the explanation, Uncle Vernon's voice screamed up the stairs. "POTTER! GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"I have to go guys. I wish I could talk longer, but I can't. Owl-me with the plan, okay?" Harry said as he hung up the phone and ran down the stairs.
"Potter, we have to go. Mrs. Figg will be coming over, she graciously accepted the job on such short notice. Wonderful lady. We have to go, Dudley and his girlfriend are going out to dinner. However, I have put a lock on your owl's door this time. I saw the note your friend wrote you. Here, I've read it so now you can," said Vernon, shoving the note into Harry's hand and then he ran into the car.
Harry ran into his room with the letter to read. However, his room was being used by three large owls, none of which were familiar-looking. The owls stood up and began singing.
"We are the wishing owls and we have come to you," said the owls in unison.
"Um, excuse me, but what are you?" Harry said.
"We are the wishing owls and we chose you as our next victim." said the owl with "Gift 1" written on its giftbox.
"What do you mean, your next 'victim?'"
"We mean that if you do not use these wishes as a normal wizard would, you will be very sorry indeed. Your first wish was to talk to your friends longer, so here they are!" said the owl with "Gift 2" written on its box. The owl and box saying "Gift 1" vanished and Hermione and Ron appeared where the owl had been.
"Harry, what is going on?" Ron said.
"Did we just apparate?" Hermione said.
"Wow, who else have you been 'owling' that sent you a parcel with those?" Ron said as Harry began to explain.
"These are 'wishing owls'. They heard me say on the phone that I wished I could talk longer, so they granted me the wish," Harry told them.
"Wow! I never heard of such a thing as a 'wishing owl'" both Hermione and Ron
said in unison.
"If you never read anywhere about them, I reckon they are not here for what they say they are," Ron said.
"I know, but they granted me this wish,"Harry said.
"Wish us back!" Ron said. "I finally was working on my homework!"
"And you mean 'finally.' Harry hasn't even started his homework," Hermione said.
"And why is that bad?" Ron said, confused.
"It is bad because of this!" Hermione said, shoving a letter at Ron.
"I never got this," Ron said as he passed it on to Harry.
"What is this? 'This year, Hogwarts will open August 22 so we have time to set up for the Year of Differences.' I never got this either, Hermione. Maybe it was a trick. I wouldn't be suprised if someone wanted to make you go in ten days before we are supposed to, it was probably meant as a joke," Harry said.
"I wish I knew who sent you this, because if they wanted to fool you they did a good job!" said Ron.
"Well, I don't mind not knowing, but I need to make sure that it isn't false," Hermione said.
"Well, then, why doesn't Harry ask Malfoy, now that the two are friends?" Ron said, and Harry could tell he was mad.
"What do you mean? I am not friends with Malfoy!"
"Don't lie! Hedwig accidentally dropped this at my house when she was grabbing my gift," Ron said as he handed Harry the note.
"I'll read it later," Harry said.
"Well, back to homework. I really need to get home and do homework. Where are those owls?" Ron said as Hermione turned around to see fog leave and instead appeared with one owl remaining and with Draco Malfoy.
"What is going on? Oh, hi guys. What is going on, why am I here?" Draco said.
"I'd like to know how that bit of filth is in your house!" Ron said.
"Wait, Hermione, did you say you 'wished' that you knew who sent you that?" Harry said.
"Yes, I did."
"Well, maybe the owls heard it. They probably went to find the person who sent you the note. Malfoy, did you send Hermione that note?"
"What note?"
"The note saying that school was going to start on August 22," Ron said.
"No, I didn't."
"Maybe the owls knew that Malfoy hated Hermione," Malfoy made a little weird motion and shook his head, "and they figured that he sent it to you," Harry said.
"What owls?" Draco said.
"The quote-on-quote wishing owls," Ron said.
"Oh, you were their next victim?" Draco said, half-laughing, half-scared.
"Yes, that's what they said when they came in."
"The owls like to cause havoc. They visited me last and things will never be the same," Draco said.
"Is that why you are communicating with Harry?" Ron said as Hermione inturrupted.
"What do you mean, 'things will never be the same'? Did they cause that bad of problems?"
"Yes. If I were you, Harry, I'd just wish the three of us home," Draco said.
"Okay. What do I have to do?" Harry said.
"Say, 'I wish the three people in front of me went home,'" Ron, Hermione, and Draco all said at the same time.
The minute they said this Harry knew something was wrong. The final owl left, as the wish could not be granted, too many people had said it. Not only this, but then Harry heard the front door open. The Dursleys had returned.
Harry quickly told the three to hide in the closet until he returned, and the three were so scared that they didn't dare argue. Harry ran downstairs to see Dudley's new girlfriend staring him in the face.
"You must be Harry Potter," said the girl.
"Yes, I am. What is your name?" Harry asked.
"I'm Crystal, Dudley's quote 'girlfriend.' However, it wasn't much of a choice. It was either him or Piers Polkiss, and neither are very sanitary. Where do you go to school? I have never seen you at Smeltings," the girl said.
"I don't go to school around here," Harry said quickly as Dudley reappeared.
"So, have you beaten him up yet?" Dudley asked.
"No, why would I beat him up?" Crystal asked Dudley.
"'Cause I want you to," Dudley said.
"Well, I can do as I please. And a little hint, Dudley, if you told your family and friends that we are in a relationship you are living a lie. One little lame school project does not make us a couple, got it?" Crystal said, her eyes fixed on Harry.
Unfortunately, Dudley caught the gaze between the two. "If you are thinking of asking him out, you seriously have problems."
"I am not, I am surveying him. You two don't look at all alike!" Crystal said.
"Thank you," said Dudley.
"You know, that is a criticizm to you, Dudley. You should be more skinny, like Harry," Crystal told him.
"Excuse me, I believe that just a minute ago you said that you could do as you please, so that means that I can do as I please also," Dudley told her.
"I have to go back upstairs, I will talk to you later," Harry said as he ran back up the stairs to see Malfoy, Hermione, and Ron looking as though they just ran from the banister to his room.
"Were you guys spying on me?"
"No, I thought that that was Pansy Parkinson, and I was wondering what she was doing here. It was a coincidence that I ran back the same time that you came up," Draco said.
"Liar!" Ron said.
"What is your explanation, 'the girl is so hot?'" Draco asked Ron.
"You guys, I don't care, its not like anything happened," Harry said as he turned around to see Hermione crying.
"Yes something happened, you just don't know it," she said through sobs.
"What's wrong?" Draco asked her.
"Nothing that I want to talk to you about. Would you mind hiding somewhere else real quick while I tell Ron something?" Hermione said to Draco and Harry, who both agreed.
"Let's listen in," said Draco.
"No, Malfoy. If she wanted us to hear she would have said the secret in front of us too," Harry said, but he too listened to the conversation he overheard.
"I just can't take it anymore!" they heard Hermione say.
"What can't she take anymore?" Draco said softly.
"I don't get it either," Harry said as he listened more.
"Sometimes I wonder if he likes me and is trying to hide it. I mean, I know that he is mean and all, but underneath it seems that when he is separated from his cronies he is a really nice guy," Hermione told Ron.
"I can't believe this! She wouldn't tell me this? Why?" Harry said as he stepped away.
"Look, why are you telling me and not Harry?" Ron's voice said.
"Because Harry and 'him' may end up as friends, which means that my secret may be told along the way, and I don't want the guy to think I hate him, but I don't like him that way!" Hermione said.
"That answers your question," Draco said as he leaned in to hear more. He looked a lot different than normal. He was blushing.
"Do you like Hermione?" Harry said.
"Sort of. She's so smart, you know, and she really is a nice girl at heart. I wonder what she would say if I told her I liked her. I mean, you don't like her do you?" Draco said, and Harry shook his head.
"I can't believe you like her."
"I know. I started feeling this way last summer, I was listening in to my parents' conversation and they were talking about getting me a girlfriend, and when I ran upstairs I remembered my homework, and that reminded me of her," Draco said.
"So are you saying you want to use her?" Harry said.
"No."
"Guys, you can come back in now," Hermione and Ron said out the door.
"Okay," Draco said, pulling Harry along with him.
When Harry walked in, the first thing he did was reach for the clock. "It's nine PM already!" he said, as he grabbed a few of the blankets for his friends and Draco.
"Thanks, Harry," Ron said.
"We have to sleep on these?" Draco said, and Harry nodded.
"Good night guys," Hermione said, and they drifted off to sleep.
"Harry, did you sleep at all last night?" Ron said in the morning.
"Yes, why did you think I didn't?"
"No, I wanted to make sure that you got some sleep. Now we have to figure out how to get the three of us home and get Harry to our house for the rest of the summer vacation. Should one of us use magic?" Ron said.
"No, this year is going to be the year of differences, I don't want to miss out on that," Draco said.
"Okay, well should one of us make a wish and hope the wishing owls come?"
"Ron, I don't think that will work. Those owls don't obey your wishes," Harry said.
"Hermione, do you have any suggestions?" Draco asked her.
"Yes. Not about that though. However, I do suggest that you leave me alone and bug off before I hurt you!" she said in return.
"Are you alright?"
As Hermione stood up, they understood why she was mad. She looked like she hadn't gotten any sleep. She also looked like her cat had scratched her all night in the face.
"No, I'm not alright," Hermione said. "Crookshanks came for me in the night. He wanted me to follow him, but I wouldn't leave you guys here. So I told him to leave. Unfortunately, he didn't listen. He scratched me all night long trying to make me follow," Hermione said.
"We need to get you home, those scratches could be infected!" Draco said.
"Since when do you care about Hermione, eh?" Ron said.
"Look, if we want to get out of here, we need to work together," Draco said matter-of-factly.
"Look, don't try to abuse that tone. Do you have any ideas?" Hermione asked.
"No, Harry, do you?" Draco asked him.
"Yes, I think I do. Ron and Draco, you guys send owls to your parents. Tell them to come and pick you up at 3 PM tomorrow pronto. Dudley and his girlfriend have a date at 2 PM, so the Dursleys won't be home yet hopefully. Hermione and Ron can go home then, and as long as Draco's dad gets here too, he can go home," Harry said.
"Let's try it!" Draco said.
"I reckon it'll work out fine," Ron said.
"Good idea. Mrs. Weasley will be able to fix my cuts, right, Ron?" Hermione asked Ron, sounding like she was half-dreading the answer.
"Yea, my mom can fix you up," Ron said.
"Good. Let's get going!" Hermione said.
"But wait. What if Dudley and his girlfriend break up? I mean she seemed to like you, Harry. What if she breaks up with him to ask you out?" Draco said, and Ron and Hermione were trying not to laugh.
"Yea right. Dudley wouldn't let that happen," Harry said.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive"
"But she likes you, not Dudley."
"She doesn't like either one of us. Come on, nothing will go wrong," Harry said.
The three got ready. It was time to put the plan into effect. Draco and Ron sent letters to their parents, and everything was going fine. At 2:45, the doorbell rang. Harry ran to the door. Hermione and Ron were right behind him, because at 2:45 they were going to get picked up to avoid controversy between Mr. Malfoy and Ron's dad. However, Harry opened the door to see none other than the Dursleys staring at him in horror.