Ginny looked at the small room, it was actually a cupboard. Harry Potter, the boy she'd met was sleeping on the floor in a blanket. She looked at him. Footsteps were approaching; she got down under the bed.
"Potter!" the door opened.
Harry was having a pleasant dream when he heard his aunt call him.
"Get up!" Harry shook his head.
"Good morning Aunt Petunia."
"Hurry up, Duddums can't wait for his birthday outing." She looked at him sourly. "And Mrs. Figg I'm sure can't wait for you." She turned and walked away. Harry closed the door.
"Ginny?"
"What a horrible woman!" she whispered harshly coming out from under the bed. He smiled as she shook her head.
"You've no idea." He said looking at her. "All right, we're going to go over to Mrs. Figg's so listen." He explained to Ginny what she was to do. She nodded and carefully remembered everything he told her.
The Dursleys pulled away and Harry waited for them to leave Pivet Drive. Once they did, he ran out. He waved and Ginny began to cross the street. They heard the car horn.
"Aaah!" Ginny screamed and then she hit the pavement. She watched as the car stopped. Two people got out.
"Is she all right?"
"She's fine, don't worry." Harry said from on top of her. He looked down at her.
"Never crossed the street much, have you?" She shook her head.
"Uh uh." Harry helped her up.
"You need to watch when you cross the street young lady."
"I'm sorry." She nodded.
After a few minutes the couple went away and Harry took Ginny over to Mrs. Figg, who had missed all the excitement.
"Oh my, who's this?"
"I'm Ginny Weasley."
"Weasley?" she looked at her. "Are you by chance the child of Arthur Weasley?"
"You know my Daddy?" her eyes brightened as she looked at her.
"Yes, I know him; tell me, what are you doing all the way out here?"
"I got lost, and then I got stuck on a train, and, and I'd really like to go home."
"All right now, all right, sit down and tell me all about what happened. And we'll see if there's anything we can do to fix this."