3 weeks later we can find Harry Potter on his bed underneath the sheets at midnight, trying to write his essay, 'Witch-Burning in the Fourteenth Century Was Completely Pointless – Discuss. The only reason he was there writing the essay in the middle of the night was because his Uncle had locked up all his school books the second he had come back from school. He had been forced to pick the lock when the Dursley's were out and sneak his books into his room, which irritated him to no end.
Harry continued writing, but he seemed unable to concentrate on his essay. His thought kept drifting back to his days with Haley. The first time they had met, they had a great time, roaming around Privet Drive and getting to know each other better. Harry had been surprised to find out that Haley had moved to England from Australia, though she was originally born in England. Every day after that they had gone around Little Whingeing together, or had stayed at Haley's place. They had gotten a lot closer, and Harry would really miss her when he had to go back to Hogwarts.
'Shouldn't have been so surprised. Her accent is pretty obvious,' Harry thought to himself about how silly it was that he didn't notice it earlier.
It had seemed as though the two of them had known each other for years, as they got on so well. Harry sighed. He finally had a friend whose company he really enjoyed, and in one month he'll be going back to Hogwarts.
'That
is if she'll stay my friend for much longer. Dudley will probably
threaten her if she doesn't leave me alone.'
Every time Harry
had made a friend, or had gotten to know someone, Dudley would
threaten them to ensure that Harry would never have any friends. All
the kids in Little Whingeing knew to stay away from Harry unless they
wanted a beating from his cousin. This was one of the reasons that
Harry hated coming back here. Two months with only Dudley to talk to
is not the best holiday you could have.
He was thankful that
Haley had moved in next door and he had found a friend in her. Just
as he was thinking the, though thought was interrupted buy three
large owls flying through the window, two of them holding up the
third. He immediately recognised Errol as the one that was being
carried by Hedwig and another owl. Harry removed the letter that
Errol was carrying, allowing him to get some water, which he did
gratefully, before moving to take Hedwig's parcel and the other
owls' letter. He opened Ron's letter, reading it with a grin
spreading across his face. He then opened the present to find a
pocket sneakoscope. Putting it on his bedside table, he opened
Hermione's letter and present, which turned out to be a broomstick
servicing kit.
'Wow, Hermione,' he whispered quietly. He had
been expecting her to send him a book filled with extremely difficult
spells, so this was a surprise to him.
He put away the kit
aside, turning to his last package from Hagrid.
His first thought
was, 'Hagrid wouldn't send me something dangerous would he?'
His second thought was, 'this is Hagrid were talking about. Knowing him he did.'
Opening up that shaking package carefully, he found a book. But not just any book. It was moving. He dropped the book just in time, as it almost bit his hand. After much running around, he managed to jump on the book, and tie his belt around it. Just as he was puffing and panting from the exertion, he heard a knocking on the window, before a soft voice.
'Harry, are you awake?'
'Just a minute,' Harry quietly called back, running around and stuffing anything magical into his trunk so Haley couldn't see it.
When he was sure he had everything, he opened up the window to let Haley in. He was greeted by her smiling face. She was sitting in the fork of the tree just outside his window, one hand holding onto the tree while the other held a large, but quite lumpy package in her hand. Silently, Harry stepped out of the way while Haley jumped gracefully through the window.
'Happy Birthday!' Haley exclaimed, an excited smile on her face.
'You too,' Harry exclaimed back, an equally exited smile on his face.
They had long since found out that they shared the same birthday.
'Here,' Haley shoved the package in his hand. 'This is from me and my mum. We knew the Dursley's wouldn't get you anything, so we decided to make up for the years you've missed out on presents. You can come over and open the rest with me later, but I wanted to give this to you now.'
'Thanks,' Harry whispered, accepting the package. 'You don't know how much this means to me.'
'I think I do, Harry. You're my best friend. I want you to be happy. Now enough of all this depressing stuff,' Haley's tone changed to one filled with much more excitement. 'Open your present!'
They moved over to sit on Harry's bed. Harry ripped off the wrapping paper, allowing a pile of clothes to fall onto his lap. There were shirts, pants and jumpers, all in nice dark colours of emerald greens, dark blues and blacks.
'I've seen what you've been wearing of Dudley's, and I thought you'd like some clothes that actually fit and looked nice. I picked them out for you.'
Harry didn't know what to say, so be bent over to hug the tiny girl, putting all his thanks into the hug. Haley hugged him back, and when they parted, she kept her head resting on his shoulder while he kept his arm around her.
'Thanks,' he whispered.
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