Ok so thank you ssssoooooo much Raspberry Jo for reviewing and if anyone else is reading this please do too! I think if people like my story and review I'll try to update more than once a week but otherwise I will take longer : P Just to let everyone know everything during the summer moves really quickly but once Harry goes to school everything slows waaaay down. Ok enjoy the latest chapter.

Harry's head throbbed as he fought for control over his body, but ultimately he was losing. The strange sound disrupting his thoughts carried his feet, though to where he was not sure. He was vaguely aware that he was on Magnolia Crescent and that he was not alone, but he could comprehend little else. Slowly at first a panic started somewhere in the back of his mind. 'This is some form of magic, turn back!' A small voice echoed in his limited thoughts, but the haunting music drowned out any further resistance on his part.

Suddenly, Harry felt himself toppling over, his balance lost. As he landed pain sprinted through his neck, and his head felt as though it had been hit by a bludger. He was aware of a weight on his chest. In an effort to return to the eerie music's calling he attempted to sit up despite his protesting body. As he tried to raise himself off the ground he found that the weight on his chest increased pushing back to the Earth.

Harry began struggling violently against whatever was keeping him from complying to the music's demands. Then he felt a slight pressure on his ears and then, silence.

The absolute silence that surrounded him jarred his thoughts, once again giving him control. When he opened his eyes he realized that the weight on his chest that had saved him, was Aaralyn.

Aaralyn was trying to catch her breath, a small drop of blood slid down her cheek from the cut that had formed there. When she had seen Harry stumbling along Magnolia Crescent she had tried to snap him out of his trancelike state but nothing had worked. Finally in a desperate attempt to stop his progress she had tackled him. He put up quite a fight before she had been able to cover his ears but as soon as she did he stopped all of his resistance.

Harry watched Aaralyn cautiously, still not quite able to grasp what was going on. Since she had stopped the haunting noise from entering his ears the clarity had returned to his thoughts. He stared in a daze as Uncle Vernon and Dudley clomped past him. He noticed that Aaralyn was watching the male occupants of their small suburbia disappear on a side street, the hair-raising music dying-down as they walked away.

Aaralyn let out a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, letting her head fall. Only when she felt her head hit Harry's well-muscled chest that she had realized just how on top of him she was. She leapt up, her face turning bright pink. 'what have I gotten myself into?' she thought to herself the panic she had felt earlier settling back in.

Harry who was still trying to process all the events leading up to this, stared at her quite confused as to why she was acting this way. Slowly the reason why Aaralyn was acting so jumpy sank in and he started laughing. Aaralyn slapped his shoulder playfully forgetting all her worries, and started laughing as well at how silly the whole thing was. They both just sat beneath the oak tree laughing and enjoying each others company, then things went south.

Harry heard it first; one look at Harry's vacant stare and Aaralyn knew what was going on as well. 'She's sending them back,' Aaralyn felt fear's icy fingers wrap around her heart as it beat faster. 'If mother sees me I'm dead!' She was brought back to the present by Harry's sudden standing up. Aaralyn shot up and yanked Harry out of sight behind the oak tree, reaching up and covering his ears again.

Harry upon first hearing the illusive music felt his control on his mind and body falter. He immediately fought the soul wrenching sound's grip on his mind. As his senses dulled and the internal battle raged on within him, he felt a tug on his arm and the fog covering his thoughts lifted and his eyes opened once to see Aaralyn once again covering his ears, his back to the oak tree's trunk. Harry watched as she glanced hurriedly out to the streets, her emerald green eyes reflecting her fear. He followed her glance to see all of the missing men returning to their respective homes staring blankly in front of themselves. When he saw Uncle Vernon and Dudley stumble by he called out to them but neither showed any sign of hearing him.

After they all passed and the music stopped Aaralyn cautiously took her hands off of Harry's ears. Watching her eyes a thought occurred to Harry and he heard himself voice it before he really thought about it.

"Aaralyn do you know what's going on?" Harry stared her directly in the eyes. But as Aaralyn opened her mouth to speak, something on the street corner caught her eye. Harry felt her body tense and was startled to see sheer panic and terror in her gorgeous emerald eyes.

Looking up at him she mouthed, "don't move." Harry froze and in seeing such fear in her normally carefree features, he couldn't quell the need to comfort her that was rising in his chest. His arms as though with a mind of their own, reached out and pulled Aaralyn into a protective embrace.

Aaralyn's breath caught at Harry's sudden closeness but felt her body relax at the warmth it brought. Harry looked down at her, his sparkling green eyes silently asking 'what's going on?' and just for a moment she felt herself get lost in their amazing green hues. Everything around her fell away, even the person walking down the opposite side of the street.