Later that night while Harry tried to sleep all he could think about was the beauty that was introduced to him in the kitchen earlier that day. Her long, wavy, jet black hair, her blue eyes, and smooth tan skin all stuck in Harry's mind. He knew he had to see her again.

The next morning he got up bright and early. For a long time he just sat in his room thinking of what he would say to her,

"Hi I'm Harry, Harry Potter. Hi, I'm Harry. We met in the Dursley's kitchen. Or hello, my name is Harry." He practiced different ways to introduce himself. He kept at this until he felt he had it perfect.

"Hi, I-I." 'Stop!' he thought to himself. "I'm Harry." He spoke.

"I know." Anancy said while smiling. She couldn't help but smile whenever she saw him.

"What?" Harry asked. 'How does she know me? Unless—'he though to himself.

"We met yesterday in your aunt's kitchen."

"Oh, of course." He said relieved.

"How else did you think I knew you?"

"I-I- th—"he stumbled over his words, how could he explain this to her.

"Oh Anancy, there you are." Aunt Petunia said rushing over followed by uncle Vernon and Dudley. For the first time in his life, Harry felt glad to see them. He had no idea what he would have said as an excuse. All he knew was that he couldn't tell her he was actually Harry Potter, wizard in training, student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the one person responsible for the collapse and rise of one of the most powerful wizards in the world. At least he couldn't tell her yet.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, hello Dudley." Anancy said very politely to them all. Dudley looked as if he couldn't breathe at the sight of her. Captured by her beauty, intrigue, and intellect just as Harry was.

"Hello dear, how are you this morning? I hope this boy," uncle Vernon said gesturing towards Harry, "isn't bothering you."

"No, sir, we were just talking."

"Right." All the Dursley's said in a dull tone. At this point he was no longer grateful for the Dursley's appearance and desperately wished he could cast a full body bind on each one of them.

"Anyway, we wanted to know if you would like to join us for brunch." Aunt Petunia said smiling once again Harry could tell where this was going. Aunt Petunia had invited many young girls and their families over this summer in hopes of finding Dudley a girlfriend. So far there was no luck, and Harry wasn't at all surprised.

Aside from being the size of a small elephant, around girls Dudley was a brick. He could never say anything to them and he couldn't stop staring at their chests. The only time he would overt his eyes was when the food was served, then he couldn't stop staring at his plate.

"That would be quite delightful." Anancy said.

'You can't be buying this' Harry thought.

"—however, I'm going to have to deny your request."

"I understand. You have prior engagements you must attend to." Aunt Petunia said.

"Actually, I don't."

"What?" aunt Petunia said taken a back.

"I don't, I'm just having a nice time talking to your nephew."

"What?" everyone asked, including Harry.

"Well I thought you could show me around." Anancy said after a long silence. She then grabbed Harry's hand, leading him away from the Dursley's and towards the park, leaving them dazed and confused.

"So what were we talking about?" Anancy asked once they arrived at the park and sat on the nearest bench.

"I have no idea." Harry answered with a relaxed tone, now that they were away from the Dursley's and he knew Anancy didn't find him completely repulsive.

"I can't remember either." Anancy said while smiling at Harry and looking into his eyes. "So, have you lived with the Dursley's long?"

"Practically all my life."

"Ah, that's why they've taken such a liking to you." She said sarcastically.

"Oh, yes. Can't you tell I'm their favorite?" Harry asked, returning the sarcasm.

"But seriously," Anancy continued, while laughing, "Why do they?"

"Hate me?" Harry asked.

"Hate, that's a good word. I was sort of looking for a word not as strong as hate, maybe dislike, but hate works too. So why do they hate you?"

"They just, they're very closed minded."

"Oh, so will you be spending the rest of the summer with them? Or will you be going to a place with more open minded people?"

"I'm actually going to visit one of my school friends."

"When will you be going?" Anancy asked slightly disappointed.

"Tomorrow afternoon. I'm sorry I have to leave just after we met."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. If I lived with those people I would want to leave as well."

"Well we still have today though. I want to know more about you."

"About me? Do I really seem that interesting because let me tell you right now, I'm not"

"sure you are."

"well, I was born in Bristol, but my family moves around a lot so we didn't stay long.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you move around so much?"

"Oh, just boredom. Anyway my dad decided to settle foe a while and here we are."

"And your father chose little whinging because of its fascinating culture?"

"No, because it's quiet and it's close to my new school."

"Where will that be?"

"Around here."

'Right' Harry thought 'I'm obviously not the only one keeping secrets.'

They carried on with their conversation until the sun disappeared beyond the horizon and the street lamps glowed onto the ground around them. Harry was not very happy that he was going to leave her the very next day.

'There's always next summer.' He though to himself as he approached the door of number four.

Ok there it is, please keep reading and reviewing, it motivates me. Thanks for the reviews in the past.