Chapter 3
Harry had to let her take his bed; he couldn't let her sleep on the floor. So he took some blankets and put them above each other, and slept on them. It wasn't that comfortable, but he could manage.
BANG, BANG, BANG. Aunt Petunia was banging on the door. Harry stood up so quickly, that he was blind for a moment, and he was staggering a bit in his place. "You" Harry whispered franticly, "I forgot your name" he said, looking at the beautiful hair that was just visible under the blanket. BANG, BANG. "You, out now, wake up and come to the kitchen, or there won't be any food left for you" Aunt Petunia was screaming at him. "Wake up …er…Christina" Harry finally remembered her name. "Christina" Harry was calling and calling, until she woke up. "What is going on?" she asked, looking at him. "My aunt" he said, pushing her up. "Oh my god" she whispered, hiding quickly behind the bed. "COME ON BOY, GET UP" Petunia said, and Harry heard her footsteps getting far. "It's safe now" he said. Christina got out from behind the bed, and went to her bag. "We'll be leaving this afternoon" Harry said, while going to his desk and sitting there, looking at Christina. "Aren't you going to write to your friend?" she asked him, frowning. "Oh, no, he has already asked me to come and live with him for the rest of the summer before you came" he answered, smiling. "Well, does he know about me coming with you?" she said. "Oh, I forgot about that, I'll write a letter to him now and tell him" Harry said, searching for a parchment and a quill. "What if he said no?" she said, looking a bit worried. "Oh, Ron is the last person that is going to say no. he's really kind and nice, trust me, oh, there it is" Harry found a parchment and a quill and started to write.
Harry finished writing his letter for Ron, while Christina was cleaning the room and making the bed.
Dear Ron,
I hope you're OK. As I told you in my last letter that I'll be very pleased coming to your home for sure. But you said that your father will come and take me there this afternoon, right?
I just want to tell you that I'll be bringing a friend with me, if you don't mind.
I hope I'll see you soon.
"There" he said, "the letter is ready, and Ron will know about you," He tied the letter to Hedwig's leg and opened the window for her. She flew into the morning sky. "How long will it take to arrive there?" Christina asked, as she zipped her bag firmly "I don't know exactly, but I guess it won't take a long time" he said, looking out of the window "I hope so" she said, standing next to him. "Well, I'll go downstairs to get some food for us, I hope there is something left" he turned to go but then stopped, "be careful, if you heard any footsteps, hide quickly behind the bed, OK?" "OK" she said, as he went out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Harry ate his food after a fight between him and his uncle about being late, and then he took some bread without his aunt noticing him and he ran upstairs. "Here" he said, handing the piece of bread to Christina, who was standing next to the window. "Thanks" she said, taking the bread and eating. Harry came and stood beside her, looking at the pure sky. "So how's your friend, Ron? What does he look like?" she asked after a moment. "Well" Harry said, "The unique things in him are his red hair and freckles in his face". "And does he has any sisters or brothers?" she asked, looking at Harry. "Oh, yes he has" he said, "You'll meet them when we get there" he smiled at her. "Yeah I will" she said, finishing the last of her bread.
"Aren't you going to pack your bag?" "Oh yeah, of course" Harry went to his trunk and began putting his cloths and books inside.
They were ready and waiting for Ron's father to come. Then, at 5 o'clock, they heard a car horn form the street. "Come on" Harry said, taking his trunk and heading to the door. "OK" she said, shouldering her bag and walking behind him. They arrived at the doorway and saw Mr. Weasley greeting uncle Vernon, who looked scared and disgusted. "Wait here, I'll distract my uncle" Harry said to Christina. "OK" she said, hiding in the shadows. Harry went to talk with Mr. Weasley. "Mr. Weasley" Harry whispered, "yes Harry" he said, looking at Harry. "I want you to distract my uncle so I can take my friend to the car" "ok Harry, you got it" said Mr. Weasley, and he went into the kitchen. It worked; uncle Vernon was following him closely. "So this is called oveen" Harry heard Mr. Weasley say, as he looked at the oven. "Christina, come on" Harry said, ushering her to the door. She ran to the door and went outside. "Mr. Weasley, I think we should go now" Harry said loudly, "oh, yeah, we must" he waved at the Dursleys and went outside with Harry, closing the door quickly. "You must be his friend" Mr. Weasley said, looking at Christina, who was waiting for Harry near the car. "Yeah" she said, smiling. "Well come on then" he said, entering the car. "Who's he?" Christina whispered as she entered the car behind Harry. "Oh, he is the first member of the family that you meet" Harry said, "He is the father".