Dudley came into the room just as Aunt Marge was having a pillow shoved under her head. Aunt Petunia put a finger up to her lips to signal him to keep his voice at a whisper. He nodded and looked around the room. Erica waved at him from the kitchen table. He went over to her and kissed her hard on the lips. Harry turned towards his cousin and watched as she made a pretend gagging face. He grinned and sat down on the couch.
"Alright, well while she sleeps, you should all start getting ready for dinner. We're going out. Which means, no funny business you two," Vernon said turning to glare at Harry and Syd. They shrugged and went upstairs. Dudley followed closely behind. Sydney yawned as she pulled out a clean white shirt and jeans.
She walked down the hallway to the bathroom and changed. Harry came out looking quite snazzy. "If only 'Mione could see you now. She'd fall for you all over again." Harry blushed. "You don't look so bad yourself. Especially since you're not wearing black. A lot of people would be in shock." Sydney rolled her eyes. This was the only white shirt she owned. "You know, I really do think Ron fancies you. Why don't you just give him a try?" "Well Harry, here's the problem—" "LET'S GO! COME ON, WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" Uncle Vernon bellowed up the stairs. Harry turned back to his cousin she was walking down the hall to the bedroom. She grabbed a jacket and walked down the stairs. "WAIT, just a minute. We don't have to go to dinner with them. Actually I think Uncle Vernon would be thrilled if we didn't. So stay and finish telling me what you were going—" "WE'RE LEAVING! I GUESS YOU'RE NOT COMING!" Harry could tell Uncle Vernon was getting annoyed. "NO! Go on without us, we'll eat here!" Harry called down. "Thank the lord. Don't worry Vernon, as long as they stay up there, there will be no problems," Marge commented.
They heard the door close and Sydney started downstairs. She sat down on the couch and Harry sat next to her. "Okay, back to what you were saying. What's this problem?" "I'm already in love with someone else, and he loves me too." Harry's eyes widened. He sat there, thinking of who this guy could possibly be. Someone form the States that she would never see again? Or was it someone at Hogwarts. "You know him Harry, he was a close friend of yours." "Was? As in, he died? Or did he just graduate from Hogwarts?" "He graduated," she answered. "Does Ron know?" She nodded, "He doesn't care though. He thinks he could still have a chance." Harry laughed, Good old Ron. "How do I know him, was he in Gryffindor? How?" Why am I asking her questions about how I know this guy? What am I stupid, why can't I just say "Who is it?" "Yeah, he was in Gryffindor and was Quiditch captain too." Harry's eyes widened. NO… WAY. "WOOD?" that came out louder than Harry wanted it to. She nodded. "Are you two dating?" "Uhm, yes actually, we have been since the end of 5th year." "Er, why didn't you ever say anything?" "Well, you never asked. Where do you think I would disappear to all the time at the end of the year?" "Wait, let me guess this straight, you weren't going to Hagrid's hut like we all thought you were?" She shook her head. "Hagrid, knew I was meeting up with Oliver on the Quiditch field and that I wanted it to be a private thing, so he told me to tell everyone that I was helping him take care of Fang."
Harry was completely shocked. "Huh, I would have never even thought. Wow, I kind of figured you liked him in 3rd year. And then when I saw in him the hallways, he was always asking how you were and where you were. I just didn't see it. I wish you had said something before." Harry shook his head. "How is Wood anyway?" "He's doing well actually. He wants us to come for a visit on Saturday." "Wait, you know where he lives?" Harry asked. Sydney laughed. "Well, yes he is my boyfriend after all. Do you want to come?" Harry nodded excitedly, "Of course I do!" She smiled, "Alright, well I'm hungry, let's eat something."