Harry woke up with smile on his face. He knew he was no longer in the tiny cabin with Draco. He could hear the sea. It worked Draco, he thought. He opened his eyes, sat up, and saw the last person he was expecting to see. "Dudley," he whispered. Harry was stunned. Not only was he looking at Dudley but he was also looking at an 11-year-old Dudley. Dudley's watch said it was 11:50. Harry was extremely confused. How was it possible that he was sitting in the hut his uncle brought him to after all the Hogwarts letters had come? How was it that he was 11 years old? He was supposed to be dead. Was this part of the trip? Somehow, he did not think so. 5 minutes until his birthday. Was Draco going through this too? Was Draco sitting in his bed wondering to himself how he had gotten here? Was he thinking about Harry and wondering if Harry was here too? Before Harry had a moment more to think about it, there was a large boom.
Hagrid, Harry thought. How could he forget that today was the day he met Hagrid. Last time he had seen Hagrid was two days before he was murdered during the Hogwarts take over. He had been torn apart by Voldemort's giants. Just like last time Uncle Vernon came into the room, holding a rifle and threating Hagrid and just like last time it did nothing to faze Hagrid. He came in and Harry kept the conversation more or less the same. He even made sure Dudley got his tail. Dudley had to grow up some before he and Harry would get anywhere. He knew that someday he and Dudley could get along. He just hoped that this time it would not take Umbridge's dementors to get Dudley there. He also knew that Dudley was a wizard. His Aunt Petunia had Dudley's letter.
As he lay under Hagrid's coat, he realized that he had to find some way to get Dudley to Hogwarts with him. Dudley needed to be able to defend himself. Harry knew if Voldemort came back that he would go after Harry's family. He needed to at least give them a chance. He also realized he would see Draco tomorrow. They would meet in Madam Malkin's. It was there that he would try and find out if Draco remembered what was to come too. If he did, they could figure out what they were going to do together. His meeting tomorrow with Draco was his last thought as he drifted off to sleep.