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CHAPTER 6 – With His Friends

Harry was having the time of his life. He was finally back together with his friends, doing what they always did. He couldn't even think of going back, but he had to. He had everything already figured out. He was going to stay until late Saturday night. That night he knew that he had to find someone to stay with.

"Hey Alexia…youse won't min' me stayn' wiss you right?" Harry slurred.

"Haha! 'Course not Har'" Alexia said, draping her arm over Harry's shoulder.

"Great…now lets play!" Harry said, holding up his glass.

That night, Harry and Alexia left together. They barley made it up to Alexia's room. Harry didn't even change, he just plopped himself on her bed, and passed out. Alexia had to move him over in the bed so that she could fit on it too.

The next morning, Harry woke up with a splitting headache. When he opened his eyes, he didn't know where he was, but then last nights memories came flooding back to him. He searched beside him for any sign of Alexia, but he didn't find her. But that was until a bright light assaulted his eyes.

"What the hell?" Harry yelled.

"It's called waking up," Alexia said, standing by the window having pulled the curtains back.

"Well I don't care. I've got a headache and I wouldn't mind you closing the curtains," Harry pleaded.

"Too bad. It's not my fault that you've got a hangover," she said, walking over to Harry's bed. Harry just fell back down. Alexia climbed on the bed and pulled the covers back.

"Ughh! Just let me sleep!" Harry exclaimed.

"Too bad!!" Alexia said, trying to pull Harry up.

"All right, all right! I'm up! Okay now you can let me get ready," Harry said. Then he realized that he forgot his clothes. He didn't bring a change of clothes.

I guess I didn't think of everything Harry thought.

"Umm…do you think I could call Mark?" Harry asked blushing.

"Let me guess. You thought of everything but bringing clothes. Am I right?" Alexia asked, a sly smile on her lips.

"No…" Harry said.

"Don't worry. I thought so. I didn't see anything with you, so I already called him and he brought some stuff over for you. And you might want to be ready, were going to the mall in…"Alexia checked her watch, "20 minutes. So you better be ready. Everyone is meeting here" she said and left the room.

Harry looked around the room and then found a pile of clothes on the nearby chair. He picked them up and took them to the bathroom.

After taking his shower, he walked downstairs where he saw everyone sitting on the couch talking.

"Finally!" Zack said.

"What?" Harry asked innocently.

"Nothing…lets just go" Alexia said, linking her arms with Harry's.

The day was spent at the mall and just around town. Harry really didn't want to leave. He had too much fun with them, and if he had a choice, he definitely would stay here.

"Come on!" Johnny yelled, running to their usual spot in the park.

"Guys I can't. I have to leave…" Harry trailed off. He could see the disappointment and sadness in them.

"Just a bit" Mark said.

"Fine just a bit" Harry agreed.

But that little bit, didn't turn out to be so little. After two and a half bottles of whiskey and two joints, Harry passed out. Whiskey was new for him and he wasn't used to it. Whereas with the vodka, he could drink one and a half and still not pass out, he would just be extremely drunk. Mark, Zack, and Johnny had to help carry him to Alexia's house.

When Harry woke up the next morning, he couldn't remember why he was still in Alexia's bed again. Then he realized that he never got back to Hogwarts. He started freaking out. He needed to get back. He was already gone two days now. People were going to start noticing him gone, if they didn't already. He jumped out of the bed, regretting it the moment his world around him started spinning. He felt vomit come up. He ran out of the room into the bathroom and threw up. He felt sick. After what felt like forever, he felt good enough to move without having the need to throw up. He went back to Alexia's room, and changed back into his old clothes. He then walked back to the bed to where Alexia was still sleeping.

"Hey Alexia" he whispered into her ear.

"mhmm…" Alexia responded. Harry nudged her again, this time she woke up.

"Harry…?" she said.

"Yeah…I need to go…" Harry trailed off. This got her attention and she sat up.

"Now? At…"she looked at her alarm clock, "6 o clock in the bloody morning?" she asked.

"Yes. I was already gone longer than what I had planned. I should have been back yesterday evening…but I stayed and I have to leave now. If they didn't already realize that I left, they will" He said.

"Fine…" she said, looking down at her hands. Harry pushed her chin up, so that he could look into her eyes.

"Hey don't worry. You can always write…and who knows maybe I can come again," he said, with a sheepish smile on his face.

"Okay…I guess," she said. Harry then leaned into her and kissed her. He looked at her again. He could see some tears rolling down her face. He wiped away the tears with his finger.

"Shhh…don't cry. Before you know it, I'll be back again causing trouble," he said, trying to lighten the mood. He had to stay strong, or else he would break down too, and not want to come leave.

With another kiss, she walked him down to the front stairs and he left.

Once he was around the corner, he took out his wand, put his glamour back on, and hailed for the Knight Bus. He had to get back to Hogwarts. Whether he wanted to or not.

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