Chapter 7: Sweet Creature

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A sweet sing song voice sung out in the Heavens...

"Hello.

"It's me. My name is Harry Styles.

"And this is the story of how I died.

"I ran into a wall, which in hindsight, is a stupid thing to do. But I was not a stupid boy...when I was alive. So trusting. So naive. A lovely family told me to do it. A word of advice for everyone who comes after me, do not listen to the nice family telling you to run headfirst into a wall. They are lying gingers. You will die.

"So here I lay, under the white light of Heaven with red haired angels hovering over me. And a blonde angel..." The voice stopped singing as its inhabitant's vision grew clearer. He spoke, "wait, Taylor?? You died too?"

The blonde angel looking girl looked down at him questioningly, "you aren't dead Harry, you just passed out after crossing into platform 9 and ¾."

One of the redheaded boys laughed, the one that Harry wasn't paying attention to when he said his name, and said "why were you singing mate? You have a gift--do you rap too?"

Harry looked up with tears in his eyes, "no one has ever called my singing voice a gift before...what's your name again?"

The young freckles boy smiled, "my name is Louis Ronald Weasly...but my friends call me Lou--like a toilet."

Harry chuckled, "Well, I don't think you're a toilet Lou, and while I already have a best friend forever, can you be my second best friend forever?"

Louis nodded with vigour, "I'd be honoured!"

Taylor gasped with dramatic shock, "what am I then?"

Harry mulled it over, then pointed at Louis, "you're now my third favorite friend."

Louis gave him a big double thumbs up, he liked having friends.

The group, now a squad of besties, made their way to the train.

Mrs. and Mr. Weasley blew big wet kisses to all their children who were there, except Percy cause no one liked Percy. They all got on the train, Louis and Harry sat next to each other. Taylor was about to sit next to Harry, but then she saw a group of girls she seemed to know.

Harry was sad to see her leave. He had a pain in his chest that he was scared was related to the pain he felt earlier. If he really did have a heart condition, he better get that checked out!

Louis and Harry talked for awhile while the train made its way to school, until a bushy haired gremlin opened their doors.

"Hello," said the buck-toothed hideous she-devil, "My name's Niall-Hermoine Horan-Granger. I was roaming the train carts when I met this young man named Liam Neville Paynebottom, and it appears he has lost his pet toad. I was curious to know if you've seen it?"

Harry squinted because he needed glasses but he was too cool for them and the Dursleys hated him and wanted him to suffer blindly alone. "No, I don't believe we have."

"Oh alright then, and you are?"

Louis smiled graciously "I'm Louis Ronald Weasly and this is my best friend Harry. You're really ugly Niall-Hermione."

Niall-Hermione slapped him. "Well nice meeting you, Louis and Harold."

"My full name's not actually Harold actually." Harry said usefully. "It's short for Harry Styles, just a poor boy who loves to sing...Dursley, nah I'm just kidding. My last name isn't Dursley."

"What an unusual name." Hermione mused, closing the door behind her.

Harry looked at the closed doors, "wow, I really like that girl, I want her to be my new third best friend."

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