Harry stared out the window of the plane at the runway. He felt the plane lurch forward and saw England speed past him as the plane started to take off. The Dursley's had gotten the three seats in front of him so he had to sit next to a sleeping business man and next to him looked to be and old cat lady. He might as well get some sleep before he had to start his new life in America. He thought to himself. His last conscious thought was of his new life.

Eight hours later

"Flight attendants please prepare for arrival" the vice over the loud speaker awoke Harry and he realized that they were now flying over some land.

"Wake up freak." Duddly mumbled through the hole in between the seats. Harry looked out the window down to the metropolis below him and was in awe. London was only half that size. He had only visited London once when he was three and Vernon forgot something at home and Aunt Petunia had to drive there to give it to him. He looked out at the window and the man besides him said, "See that big building with the point. That is where I work. It is known as the empire state building. Over there are the World Trade Centers and that lady in the distance is the Statue of Liberty. Right now we are flying over Time square. This is where the big ball drops on New Year's." He reached over Harry to point to a giant telly screen over looking some very crowded streets. Harry wondered how one place could fit so many people.

"Please fasten all seatbelts as we begin our landing." The voice over the loud speaker rang through the airplane. Harry felt a jolt as the plane touched the ground and opened the vents on its wings.

"Welcome to New York City. The current time is 10:30 am and it is 67°F outside. We hope your stay is enjoyable and thank you for flying British Airways, We hope you will fly again with us. You can claim your baggage at carousel two." People started to unbuckle their seatbelts and Harry did the same wondering what to do next. As if practiced the people undid the top compartments and got their baggage. Harry only took one bag to America with him and in it he had all Dudley's old cloths and a few little crafts he had made in art class at school. How in the world can I reach that? He wondered to himself. The man who sat next to him looked down at the boy and said, "Do you need help to get your bag?" the little boy just nodded and said, "Yes please sir." He reached for what he assumed was the boy's suitcase and realized how light it was. "Here you go." He gave the boy his luggage and left down the aisle.

Lebanon, PA

Ms. McLennan's class

Pretty boy elementary

"Hey guys did you see that moving truck on Bullfrog road like three days ago." A bys said to his friends in Ms. McLennan's second grade class. "They moved lots of stuff into the big house that was just built." "The one with the new pool." One of the friends asked. "Yeah. I hope there are some kids our age going to live there." Said another.

"Class can I have your attention for one moment. Next week we are going to have to new students in our class. They are both from England. Which is across the Atlantic Ocean. They are cousins and I hope you will accept both of them. Their names are Dudley Dursley and his cousin Harry Potter. The way you can tell the difference is that Harry is the skinny one." Ms. McLennan said to the group of second graders. The class was now abuzz with the thought of new students. There were only 12 kids in the class. 7 girls and 5 boys this would make it even.

"Ewww. Not more boys." said one of the girls. Most of the girls nodded in agreement.

"Yeah like we need any more girls" The leader of the boys said. "Girls are ickey."

With that Lizzy McLennan looked down at her class wondering how long it would take for that statement to change.