It has been several days and Harry still has not left his room. Well there was that one time he came out, but that was because he thought he went into the wrong room. I almost forgot that I redid his room to make it more of a home. I told him this and he just glared at me and slammed his door. Something really big must have happened to him and it must have been awful. We gave him more food than usual, more out of fear than pity. My parents just hoped that this summer would not bring any "strange" visitors.
Harry's owl flew in my window one night instead of Harry's. She had an envelope addressed to Harry.
"Go on you got the wrong room," I tried to remove the owl from my desk, but she did not budge. "What do you want me to do? Deliver it in my mouth for you?"
I took the letter and began to leave my room when the owl flew in front of me preventing me from leaving my room, "Do you want me to read it?"
The owl looked at me expectantly, "But it's not mine"
I know it may seem out of character for me, but my mother was more of a busy body than I ever was. I mean I did help her watch out for certain things, but that was because she always gave me something for it. I would get a raise in my allowance or presents for no reasons. I certainly had my parents wrapped around my little finger.
The owl bit my hand pulling me out of my memories and I looked at the letter, "Alright fine I'll read it."
Harry,
Why haven't you returned any of my letters? Ron and I are really worried about you. I know it must be hard losing first Sirius and then Dumbledore, but you have to get over it. Dumbledore would want you to continue fighting and help defeat You-Know-Who. It has to be done. This war has got to end. The Order thinks that they are close to finding the way. Just remember that we care about you and want you to come back to us. You can tell us anything. We're behind you no matter what. I'm staying at The Burrow. Mrs. Weasley says you're welcomed here anytime. Ginny would love to see you again. She misses you terribly. Even Neville and Luna are asking when you're going to come see them.
Hermione
I could not believe it. 'People have died? Sirius? He was Harry's godfather. And Dumbledore? Wasn't he the head of that school? And what war are they talking about?'
I grabbed a pen and began to write furiously to this Hermione. When I was done I gave the letter to the owl and watched her fly away. It was time I got involved and helped Harry out for once.
A couple days later I got a reply.
Dudley,
I was surprised that you would write to me. Harry has always said bad things about you, but if what you say is true, I understand. I care a lot about Harry, we all do. I guess if you're going to help you should know more about us. Harry is marked for death by one of the most evil wizards of all time. It is true what he's saying about you being targeted as well. It is probably not safe for Hedwig (Harry's owl) to be out since she is so noticeable. I will not write again and you or Harry shouldn't either.
Hermione
I put down her letter and stare at the wall. It is true and I do not know what to do. Harry is starting to scare me. He won't talk to anyone and he's telling us we need to leave for our safety. Some evil guy is ready to kill us and we have to just pack up and leave. I tried to leave him some tea one night but I heard him crush it. It seems as if our roles were reversed. He has become the cruel one while I am just trying to be nice. I just want my angel to be safe.
The day has come and we have to say goodbye. Leaving my home is no big deal. It only holds unhappy memories anyway. The old guy with the creepy eye comes in along with some others. I want to tell Harry everything, to find out everything, but I do not think he would understand. He has been through a lot and my family has not helped it.
I never told anyone exactly what I saw when we were attacked. I almost told Harry in that letter, but I could not actually do it. I felt all the pain that I caused others. I felt all their fear and insecurities. I found out that I beat up others to make me feel important and feel like people knew me. I was not handsome and may not be now. What respect could I have gotten from any girl if I was a fat pig? I am glad I got into shape finally. I did this all for my angel.
I went up to Harry and shook his hand I pulled him closer to me as if to hug him.
"What is her name?"
He stared at me for a second and let out a deep breath the he said, "Her name is…"
AN: OK sorry it took so long for so little. I was going to tell you who the girl was in this chapter but since the last book came out I thought I would wait one more chapter and get more votes. Here are the votes so far:
Hermione – 4 (but she marries Ron so I think I might be out)
Ginny – 11 (again she marries Harry so she could be out too)
Luna – 18
Milicent – 3
Cho – 4
Padma – 1
Parvati – 1
Hannah – 1
Susan – 1
Fluer – 1
Fluer's sister – 1