Hello again!
I thought i should probably make a disclaimer.
I do not own anything but my own inventions which is only a few characters.
This is an okay chapter i think and i hope you enjoy it.
I have got another few thousands words to write for another chapter for my other fanfiction so if you are waiting for that one it should be don e in a week or two.
Enjoy
Founder's Phoenix
After being in there over lunch and into the afternoon, they had finally got everything he needed and had about sixteen bags between Harry and Naomi. Each of them had an outfit in including hoes and he could mix and match everything. He had walked out in that original outfit after Naomi and Natalie both said it was the one that suited him the most.
"Right, let me look at you. See what we have yet to accomplish." Said Naomi outside Dolce and Gabbana. He stood in front of her with his hands in his pocket.
"Hair, suits you, perfect and sexy. Clothes again are perfect for you and highlight your muscles and height unlike your previous…I can't even call them clothes. Finally face. Hmmm take your glasses off. Oh God them eye again. Okay the glasses have got to go. I think an optician to get you some contact lenses is the next thing we need to complete on your list."
Before Harry could say anything he was being dragged down the street by his arm and was soon entering an opticians. It didn't take long and they were out within half 'n hour with six months' worth of contact lenses that needed to be replaced every two weeks. He also got a pair of glasses that were brown wayfarer glasses to where in the evenings or if his eyes were sore in the day.
As he was walking down the street after getting the glasses and contact lenses also with a pair already in, some people were already looking in his direction blatantly and some catching glimpses quickly but he was used to it from the magical word so just ignored them.
Harry didn't know where they were going but carried on following Naomi.
"Okay, appearance check. All we've got left to do is go apartment hunting and find a school for you to go to but I still think you should go to Harrodian. It is the best" said Naomi pointedly.
"Well, if you think it's the best in the area, I will ring them in the morning" Harry was being hugged before he could finish his sentence and it was close to the tightness of a Hermione hug.
"Brilliant, now I won't have the snobs taunting me all the time." She said excitedly.
"The snobs?" asked Harry
"A group of rich people who have parents who are connected with the government or a royal or something, but most importantly they look down their noses at everyone else, even if we all pay to be there"
"Right, Slytherins." Harry said under his breath.
"Pardon?"
"Oh, nothing"
"Okay I thought we could go to my house and start searching for a flat online. It will be a lot easier than going to an estate agent." She said leading him down to Kensington tube.
"I didn't think of that. You'll have to teach me how to use a computer properly. Living in a castle with no internet means I'm a bit behind the times." replied Harry.
"You lived in a castle with no internet for nearly five years. That is a bit behind the times." They went through the turn stiles leading to the platforms.
"The school's hundreds of years old and they have a massive library to do all the research in."
"If it works for them. But personally I couldn't live without the internet. I'll have to set up a Facebook, Twitter and Instagram account for you"
"Instagram?" asked Harry.
"Oh my God, you really do need to be caught up. Instagram is where you take photos and post them online for people to see." They both jumped on the train quickly. They waited on the train for few stops and then jumped off.
Naomi's house was a big Victorian terrace that was double the size of a normal one. She opened the door and it was quiet.
"Good, no one's home" she said closing the door behind Harry as he gaped at the hall. It was huge, at least a quarter of the size of the house with marble floors and a big chandelier.
"Who's this Mimi?" asked a boy, walking into the magnificent hall.
"I thought you were out with mum all day?" said Naomi, clearly annoyed.
"We got back a few minutes ago"
"Harry, this is my ten-year-old brother, Nathan"
"I'm eleven in a week and a bit actually."
"Yes, alright. He's been telling everyone for weeks" said Naomi.
"Well, it's great to meet you, Nathan" was the first thing Harry said in the house.
"Is that Benedict?" Naomi's mum called from another room.
"No, it's Harry" Nathan called back before Naomi could say anything.
"Harry who?"
"Harry Potter is staring at Harrodian in September." Naomi shouted again across the house. Harry could hear the tap of feet as she scuttled through. As soon as he met her eyes he knew she knew who he was.
"It's nice to meet you Mrs…"
"Elizabeth. You can just call me Elizabeth Mr Potter"
"Well you can call me Harry then" knowing that she was playing up because of who he was.
"We were just going to look on my laptop for apartments for Harry to lease instead of going into the shops. He moved away from home and boarding school and is going to go to Harrodian."
"Well, I'm not sure his boarding school would be happy that he left-the year before his GCSE's." she was looking straight at Harry while Naomi gave her a weird look.
"Well, I'm sure it is none of my old school's business now I have left" not releasing Elizabeth's glare.
"Mum, what are you on about? You've only just met Harry and you're telling him what to do." Said Naomi, looking astonished.
"Your right, it's none of my business. Go on, go apartment hunting." said Elizabeth, giving up on Harry.
"Maybe after that, Harry can have some fun and play some video games with me. Benedict's too sporty to play video games for hours." said Nathan, not giving him a choice.
"Yeah that would be some fun. I've not played video games in years. Once I have found the best place to live I'll come to find you; it shouldn't take long, maybe an hour" agreed Harry.
Nathan ran off through the many corridors of the house looking very excited to have someone to play with.
"You know, you didn't have to do that, he would have been fine playing on his own" said Naomi leading him up the stairs.
"I know but I don't have any siblings so it would be a pleasure to play with a younger person" replied Harry following Naomi.
"You lucky sod!"
Naomi room wasn't massive but it was fairly large compared to the Harry's back at the Dursley's. It had a floral theme with photos of countryside, the park and all of her friends around the room; it was very homey and comfortable.
Her Apple Mac was set up on her desk in the corner of the room with two chairs in front of it.
"Benny's here a lot so Mum just brought me a new chair so I didn't have to sit on his lap. It was very funny at the time." laughed Naomi.
They set about looking on the best websites for a two bed apartment in Kensington and lots of results came up; it helped that he had unlimited resources.
Soon he found a flat on the high street in Kensington in a modern apartment building. It had three bedrooms instead of two but that was okay and was long term which is what he was looking for. It was the top floor and had a deck leading from the open plan living area on the bottom floor. The first floor had all the bedrooms, which all had an ensuite and closets.
"I think it's perfect, I would move in with you if it wasn't twenty thousand per month to have it." complemented Naomi. "Hey how can you afford to live there? I knew you were rich but not that rich."
"Well, I am that rich, sorry to boast. I have been called the richest teenager in Britain with two and a half million in my trust fund which is refilled every year until I'm seventeen when I get it all. Damn! I didn't ask the bank how much I'd inherit." babbled Harry.
Naomi was just staring at Harry, gapping, "Even my family don't have that much, and we live here. How come you have so much? Were your parents CEO's of really big companies or something?"
"No, my family is very old and have shares in a lot of successful business' that put money in my account continuously, making it unlikely that it would ever be empty."
"Okay, I think I have the gist of it."
"Hey, how about you move in with me as roommates, it would get a bit lonely living on my own in a flat that big and I could have Nathan round to play video games with late into the night." suggested Harry.
"Harry, I've already told you, I can't afford to live in a place like that."
"We could go five percent to ninety-five?"
"That's one hundred a month for me; I can't let you pay that much more than me."
"You can pay for all the food, cleaning products and extras"
"Okay, I will, there is nothing stopping me." Said Naomi excitedly, "How about we ring up the letting agent now and see how soon we can get in."
"Alright then, why don't you go tell your Mum and I will call and see." suggested Harry.
Naomi skipped out of the room to go see her Mum, while Harry rang the landlord up. Within ten minutes he had all the details he needed and would be moving into the place in a week.
He had just hung up when Naomi walked in looking angry and stomping over her floor to where Harry was sitting.
"Did you hear me arguing with my Mum?" asked Naomi with her arms folded over her chest.
"No, why?"
"She won't let me move in with you; it was something about you being dangerous to be around, not mentioning to live with. I told her she'd only just met you but she insisted, saying you we're a stranger as well. I mean, you probably know me better than some of the friends I've had for years. I don't know about you but I think we're pretty close even if we have only known each other for a few hours. Don't ya think?" she ranted finishing with a question.
"Yeah, I could tell you almost anything, you're the first person I've told about Hermione." He replied, hating lying to her about being a wizard.
"Hey, I have an idea. You could talk to my Mum. No better person to persuade her than the person I'm moving in with." She said excitedly.
Harry wasn't sure. He didn't want to be backed into a corner and threatened by a fellow magical being, that if she was in fact a witch as he suspected. Although she couldn't hurt him because he was her daughter's new best friend.
Originally he didn't want to have any friends in the muggle world in fear that they would get hurt like his wizarding friends, but to blend in it helped so Naomi came along at the right time and he knew they would be friends for a long time.
"Fine, but you have to save me if I'm being eaten alive. Deal?" he replied reluctantly.
"Deal!"
Naomi led Harry once again down the stairs to see Elizabeth. As soon as they had entered kitchen where she was cooking dinner it seemed she didn't even turn around to speak to them.
"Naomi, leave while I talk to Mr Potter, please" she said.
Once she had left the room with a worried look at Harry, Elizabeth turned around with her wand pointed at Harry.
"Why are you here, what do you want?" she said quickly, quite panicked.
By this point Harry also had his wand out and was pointing it at her, "I am here because your daughter offered to let me use her computer to find an apartment to live in and I asked if she wanted to move in with me and she said yes. I can assure you I am not a serial killer, there was this one time when I was a toddler but let's not talk about that. You probably wanting to know why I'm not locked up for the summer and not heard of for a few months, but that is strictly confidential and only for me and one other person to know about. Anyway I'm sure you will hear about it when they start looking for me publically. I am more than prepared if I have any of Dumbledore's lackeys knocking on my door and I am smarter than people think I am. Tomorrow I am going to get the tracking charm taken off my wand so then I can ward the flat I'm leasing and be able to protect Naomi if any harm comes to her from her living with me. I promise you this isn't just a runaway who will go home in a couple of days. I am going to stick with this and it's happening so you can't stop it and I really, really don't want to have to obliviate you and your children because I believe I have just made a very good friend out of your daughter. Remember, if I did take your memory of this day away, witches and wizards would come knocking on your door, wands pointing straight at you because my magical trace would be left behind. How would you explain that to your kids?"
Once Harry was done telling, or threatening, Elizabeth what was happening, she was quite shocked.
"Mr Potter, are you trying to threaten me? Because I assure you that I could beat any school student in a duel any day" she said.
"But I am not any old school student am I, Mrs Allen" he replied.
"You know Harry; I still receive the Daily Prophet every day so I know what has been happening since I left to build a life for myself in the muggle word. How do I know that danger doesn't just follow you?" she asked.
"That's not really I question I can answer, but I left my friends behind because danger didn't just follow me at Hogwarts, it hurt my friends. I am sure you've heard of Cedric Diggory."
"Now I understand your motives, I get why you ran away and yes you did run away because it's for an honourable reason doesn't change that. From what you've said, you already care a lot about my daughter and I hope that isn't in a romantic way because she has a boyfriend that happen to I like a lot better than you. That aside, I don't see a problem with her moving in with you as long as I see it isn't a hovel in the east end."
"Mrs Allen, I can assure you that it is not a hovel and you can come see it when we move in, in a week. Now I believe I should tell my roommate the outcome of this discussion and that her mother is a witch" he joked.
"Harry..." she warned.
"It was a joke, Mrs A." He said leaving.
He opened the door and saw Naomi standing right outside of the room. He panicked that she had heard everything they had talked about until she asked what had happened. Elizabeth had put a silencing charm on the room.
"She said you can live with me." He got out before he was hugged tightly by her.
"I'm finally moving out!" she squealed, hugging him again.
"Well you'd better get packing because in a week we're moving in and you seem to have more stuff than I do." He said.
"Yeah, where is your stuff?"
"It's all in storage, but there are still only my old school books and clothes that I'm not going to wear." He said, lying again, it was all in his pocket," Anyway we need to buy furniture and essentials for the flat this week so get your spending head on we're going shopping tomorrow."
"Can we go and see the flat tomorrow as well? I need to know how much room we have to fill." She asked.
"Yeah, it's empty at the moment and the land lord gave us a week to get everything and move in. Truthfully we could put everything in as we get it instead of having to mess up your parent's house with it all. We could move in tomorrow." Harry admitted.
"Eeeeeeee I'm so excited! But know we have it all sorted, I believe I said earlier that I would set up your social networking because if you're starting a secondary school that's normal, your classmates are going to expect to be your friend on Facebook or follow you on Twitter or Instagram." Explained Naomi opening up Facebook and signing into her own profile.
"You have one hundred and fifty friends!" Harry exclaimed.
"Well, yes that's how many people are in my year at school. The year group that you're coming too hopefully. Why, isn't that how many were at your school?"
"No, there were about forty people per year and we were split into four houses so you were only close to around eight or nine other people." He explained.
"Oh your school was tiny. We have around four times as much as your school has. It's going to be a big shock when we go back in September." laughed Naomi.
Naomi typed in all the information Harry needed for his profile and befriended him which immediately gained him friends from Naomi's school. She also set up his Twitter account and he decided not to have an Instagram because he didn't even have a mobile phone or laptop yet and it would be useless.
Naomi left his facebook on the screen while she got them both some lemonade from downstairs. Harry decided to search up some of his muggleborn friends and see if he could befriend them online. He searched for Dean Thomas first and found him, a boy from London with numerous siblings he was friends with and friends from before Hogwarts. There was also a recent picture and it looked like he had updated it recently. He was friends with every muggleborn from Hogwarts as well. There was Lavender Brown, Terry Boot, Colin Creevey, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Anthony Goldstein, Ernie Macmillan, Nigel Wolpert and Hermione Granger.
Harry clicked onto Hermione's profile. He had fully expected that she wouldn't have Facebook but it seemed he was wrong. He looked down at the comments that had been put on her new profile she had put up a few days ago and they were mean. 'Why do you even try because we know you do!' and 'You're so ugly a slug wouldn't even date you'. He so wanted to comment back something to counteract the rude messages but right at that moment Naomi made her presences known behind him.
"So that's Hermione, she's got natural beauty that is hidden behind her bangs and baggy clothes. If I could get at her she would have boys lining up outside her door, not that you would like that at all. Ignore those girls, I bet Hermione does; their just jealous that it doesn't take a lot for her to look gorgeous and they have to slap on a cake of make up to impress the opposite sex." She told Harry, who was just gaping, "send her a friend request."
"No, I can't and she shouldn't have to change she is beautiful to me the way she is." said Harry protecting her. Naomi leaned over him and pressed on it for him.
"If you can't, I just did!"
"I may as well ask the others then..." because I'm going to get found out now I'm friends with Hermione on here' he finished in his head. He befriended everyone he knew from Hogwarts and as soon as he pressed on Lavender it came back saying they were friends, with a message soon after.
'HARRY, WHERE ARE YOU...' was all he showed before he closed it down so Naomi couldn't see what else it said. It could have something about magic on it; he promised he would read it in private.
"Harry, who was that and why didn't they know where you are?" she asked worriedly.
"That was my friend Lavender and you know I said I left my old school because something happened. Well that was big and we all left once the school year was finished and I didn't tell anyone I wasn't coming back. My family probably told my headmaster to ask some students if they knew where I was this morning after they realised I wasn't there and they contacted my house mates first. Lavender panics and I was going to tell everyone where I was when it calmed down but it looks like it might be sooner." Harry could tell she didn't believe him anymore. She was smart and who would believe a guy that was rambling on about the subject that he was trying to lie about.
"Come on, Harry. I'm moving in with you, we need to be truthful with each other. I cannot move in with someone who could be a convict on the run or something." She tried to laugh it off but couldn't.
"I ran away from my relatives because they treat me like a slave or a servant." He said, revealing more than he had to anyone before.
"Harry, it couldn't be that bad, we all have chores" replied Naomi not realising he was being serious.
"But I bet you don't have to spend your day getting up at five o'clock in the morning to be able to get a shower and then go make breakfast for everyone, only being allowed to eat one piece of toast and the scraps that are left over. I can guarantee that you don't have to clean the house from top to bottom every morning, getting shouted at resting for a minute and then told to make lunch for everyone and again only getting a simple sandwich. Naomi I had to work in the garden until sunset making sure everything was neat so the neighbours wouldn't judge them. I wasn't allowed to have a drink until I was done and that could take hours after I get back from boarding schools. I make dinner and then eat the scraps that aren't wanted because they are burnt or too fatty but I love them at this time in the summer because I have nothing else that is available for me to eat. Naomi I couldn't take that anymore. My Uncle, he hated me the most they all called me a freak and I hated them for it but couldn't fight back. He hit me, Naomi. He told me to take my shirt of and stand with my back to him. He used a belt." Harry stopped and took his shirt off and turned around showing the scars that stood out along his back. She traced them with her fingers.
"I couldn't take it anymore. I had to escape." He said. Harry wasn't crying, he hadn't cried since he was four years old. That didn't mean Naomi wasn't.
"Oh, Harry..." she cried, she didn't know what to say. Harry put his shirt back on quickly and Naomi hugged him again with all her strength.
"Naomi, I have never told anybody that before for a reason. If people knew that I had... have a bad past, they would think I was weak and being seen as weak makes me a target for mean people. You're the first person I've told and I hope that shows you why I'm a bit secretive about my old home life." He continued.
"Harry, I you just ring the police..." but Harry interrupted.
"No, I've left and it doesn't matter anymore, it won't happen again. I would rather not bring it up again ever." He said, stubbornly.
"Fine, but you still didn't tell me what happened at your school?" she asked, whipping tears away from her eyes.
"Nothing happened it was just a back story to make the lie believable. I'm not going back though it would be too easy for them to get me to go back to my relatives after the school year finished." He said, hating lying after telling her so much about his past.
"You didn't have to lie at all. What of what you've said is actually true?" she asked.
"My parents did die and leave me an unbelievable amount of money and the stuff I've just told you. Also the thing about Hermione and most of the stuff about school, apart from something bad happening last year." He said, not so truthfully.
"Well, now we've got the trust issues out of the way we can get on to the important stuff" she said pulling herself together. "Do you have anywhere to stay tonight?"
"I'm going to book in at a hotel for a couple of nights I think for a couple of nights. Plus I would like the luxury of being able to spend a lot of money on a room which will probably be the best sleep of my life. This day is for indulgences." Harry explained.
"Good for you. I was going to offer you one of our spare rooms but it doesn't seem like you need it." She chuckled.
"Thanks but no thanks."
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Soon they had been sitting going through Harry's social networking also Naomi's for a couple of hours. He had gotten many messages from his friends asking him where he was and he had answered them all the same. 'I'm fine and safe. He hasn't killed me. I am not insane. Don't tell Dumbledore.'
Harry played FIFA 14 with Nathan for about an hour and then ate dinner with Naomi, Nathan and Elizabeth. It seemed Phillip Parker was away on business for a few days so wouldn't be joining them and Natalie had moved out a few years ago.
While eating dinner he was offered again to stay with them for the night but declined.
"Thank you, Elizabeth, but I will be staying at 'The Royal Garden Hotel' for a few days. I'm spoiling myself." He explained to her.
"It's very expensive there; Harry and you're signing a lease tomorrow. Are you sure you can afford it?" she asked, curiously.
"I have plenty to pay for it, Mrs A. You don't have to worry about myself not being able to pay for the flat; that will never happen. Ask your daughter because she is aware of my financial situation and I would rather not reveal it to you." He said to her finishing his meal.
They were all quiet for the rest of the journey and finished quickly. The food was delicious and Harry was sure she used magic to make it.
Once everything cleaned up, Harry sat down with them for a while before booking the Penthouse suite which the reception said had an exceptional view. He rang up a taxi company to pick him up and decided he needed to get phone as soon as possible so he could get better quality taxi's at any time in London.
"We'll meet tomorrow at you room at the hotel, then I'll get an Uber to pick us up from there so we can go look at furniture and get a phone for you. Also I want to try their breakfasts because my friends at school say they are amazing, so I'm going to join you for that as well." She said, hugging him. "See you tomorrow!"
He walked out of the house and saw the small taxi out-front.
"I hope this Uber's better than this tomorrow." He mumbled, putting the bag with all his clothes in into the car and climbing in himself afterwards.
Once he arrived, Harry walked up to the front desk and asked about his room.
"Hello, can I help you sir?" the eighteen year old at the desk asked without looking up.
"Yes, I rang about two hours ago booking a room for the next couple of nights, it's under Mr Potter." Harry stated.
She looked up when she heard a young voice instead of old like she was used to in a five star hotel. She saw a young man, around her age that had gorgeous bright green eyes and quiffed, dark, brown hair. It was also handy that you could see how fit he was through his skin tight shirt.
"Let's see…Harry Potter booked for two nights or more in the… Penthouse suite… is that you?" she asked, failing at hiding her surprise when saying Penthouse.
"Yes, that's me. Is there a problem? You sound like there has been a mistake?" he asked actually worried.
"No, everything's fine and you're booked for bed and breakfast. We have a policy that you pay before you stay so that will be three thousand five hundred pounds for the two nights and an extra night is one thousand eight hundred pounds time you book for the suite that you are staying in." She continued.
Jessica, the girl at the desk, watched as he got his card out of his pocket and handed it to her she read that his name was Harry.
"While I'm here, I may as well ask. Is there any gym facilities available?" he asked, pretending to type in a PIN.
"Yes there is. From six am to ten pm it is open for use. There is cardiovascular equipment and strength equipment and also the swimming pool is available for training from six-eight, twelve-two and eight-ten." She explained, handing him back his card.
"Brilliant. I'll be down there in the morning. See you then." Harry said, wishing her a good night, taking his bags and heading for the lift. Harry had no idea he had left the girl at the desk swooning over him.
The room he had booked was one of the most recommended and he knew it had views of the city. As he entered he first saw the massive bed which took up not even a quarter of the room he was in. It also had numerous sofas and chairs as well as a desk. He walked through to a door and he saw a big window with sofas and a television. There was also a bathroom with a huge shower, two sinks and a Jacuzzi style bath.
As soon as he'd explored he jumped onto the bed fully clothed and laughed...just laughed. He was so happy that he was in comfort and safe for a while at least. Everything was going well and he had already found a friend. In his own personal opinion he also looked good for the first time in his life. Contacts, a haircut and supposedly designer clothes really did do a lot for your appearance. Maybe the workouts everyday as well as a healthy die helped.
He got changed into his pyjama bottoms and climbed into his bed quickly. He looked at his clock to the side of the bed and saw it said nine o'clock. He had nothing to do so sat there until he decided he wasn't tired enough to sleep yet even though he had gotten up early that morning.
By ten past nine he had gotten out of bed and put his trunks on as well as one of his new tank tops and some flip flops. He picked up his towel and his key for the room and left.
He arrived in the lobby of the hotel and saw Jessica still at the desk and went over to see her.
"Hey Jessica." He said, walking over to her. She looked at him oddly and Harry realised, "oh, sorry, it's on your name tag."
"How can I help you Harry?" she replied, "It was on your credit card."
"I was wondering if you could show me where the pool was. I fancy a late night swim." He asked.
"Of course, wait a second and I'll get Julia to cover until I get back."
Soon after, they walked to a big conservatory which had a big swimming pool in it as well as loungers, a sauna, a hot tub and a play area. But appeared to be empty of anyone at that moment.
"Thank you, I better get swimming if I want to get a decent swim." He quickly put his stuff down, slipped his shoes off and took off his top. He smiled at Jessica and ran and dived into the pool.
Jessica stood back shocked at what had happened...but she was mainly shocked because of his abs and biceps and chest and shoulders. Her breath was taken away and she had to sit down for a second. 'He is bloody hot' was all she could think while she waited for to come back to the surface. She didn't notice him at the side of the pool.
"Are you alright?" he asked, cautiously.
"Are you single, Harry?" she asked not thinking,"Oh My God! You really don't have to answer that, I wasn't thinking."
"That okay and yes I am, but that means you must have been thinking about me if that just slipped out" he joked.
"Oh this is so embarrassing!" she groaned.
"It's alright, but I'm going to have to say no to your offer I have my eye on somebody else." He replied.
"And that's just the tip of the iceberg."
"Don't worry. The girl I fancy, I will never see again so it was quite refreshing really."
"How is it refreshing?"
"I really don't know" he laughed.
"I better get back to the desk. I'm going to be a joke for weeks." she said standing up.
"I won't tell any of your colleagues if you don't want." He replied.
"Thanks! You're a life saver" she said leaving.
He watched her as she left and the first thing she noticed was her bum but what guy wouldn't and he liked it. She had long blonde shaped hair and shiny brown eyes which weren't as deep as Hermione's but still pretty. She was wearing a tight white blouse and a black pencil skirt with black high heeled shoes. Maybe a rebound was a good idea, Harry thought to himself. She looked totally different to Naomi's long, straight, brown hair and sky blues eyes and Jessica's curvy body was totally different to Naomi's slim, tall one. Tomorrow morning he decided to ask her on a date, maybe it could help him get over Hermione.
He swam off thinking about what he was going to ask her and looking forward to probably the best night sleep he will ever have.
I hope that was up to your high standards and you enjoyed it.
i would also like to say i do like it when you point out some of my odd mistakes but reviews that are just listing the mistakes that i have made in that chapter put me down and the only review i got on the last chapter was just that. i was reluctant to even post another chapter.
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