The Perfect Pair?

The Dursleys

It's you summer break and you are at The Dursley's since Harry had owled you about how the Dursley's were treating him in the first few weeks so you came to comfort him.

You woke up to the sound of Hedwig and midnight (your owl) chirping madly. You had saw that Harry was also awake.

"Morning"
"Morning"

There was an awkward silence since you noticed that you were in Harry's bed and he had been on the floor.

All of a sudden Petunia Dursley stormed into the room and the door flew open.

"Aunt Marge is coming. You best behave or else you won't get any foo- oh nevermind I see you've brought one of those freaks from that freak school."

You felt anger build up inside you, it felt as if your eyes were burning with rage. You weren't going to let her say that to you.

Just as you were about to open your mouth to speak, you looked at Harry. His face held a furious expression towards Petunia, but he noticed Sarah about to speak and just looked at her almost as if he was telling her he was sorry about her behaviour.

She thought it would be more convenient to keep her mouth shut rather than make Harry's life any worse by the insult Sarah had ready for Petunia.

Her mouth immediately shut.

Once Aunt Petunia had left the room, Harry apologised, " I'm sorry about the way she acted, Sarah I told you not to come here."

"Harry I told you I don't mind staying here, plus it's better than being alone in my room." Sarah replied with.

"Anyways, Who in Merlins beard is Aunt Marge?" She would say in curiosity

"She is horrible, rather annoying too with her ugly dog" Harry had said before you both broke into laughter.

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"Hey I think I should write a letter to Hermione an-"

birds rushed in from the window carrying rather heavy looking parcels and letters.

You and Harry both untied the stuff from their legs and you passed them to Harry.

"Ah! Hermione and Ron, of course the moment I was going to owl them- perfect timing." Sarah had sarcastically said.

Harry chuckled and proceeded to tear the parcels open.

Inside was a gifts from Ron and Hermione for Harry since it was his birthday.

You had given him a book 'quidditch tips' and he was delighted when he got it.

Ron's gift also included a piece of daily prophet. It was about The Weasley's winning Galleons and going on a trip to Egypt.

"Oh Percy came too? I would've shut him inside a room with a mummy!" Sarah scoffed.

Harry laughed.

"Ooh let's see Hermione's!" Sarah had exclaimed

Together, they tore open Hermione's neatly packaged gift. Inside was a book about how to care for your broomstick.

Harry was elated.

Sarah was fascinated.

"A BROOM-CARE KIT!" They both chorused in excitement.

"Alright, now it's time to sing Harry!" She said jokingly.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear hARrY. Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuuu!"

You stopped when you saw Harry staring at you and smiling warmly as his majestic emerald eyes shone brightly in the light, heavy amounts of blush crossed his cheeks.

How could he look at me when he exists? He is way more good looking than me, it's hard for me to not to stare at him, you thought.

Harry Potter, the most handsome boy I've ever laid my eyes on for sure.

"Harry just draw me if you like me so much" you giggled.

Harry snapped out of his thoughts and his face grew redder in embarrassment.

"I'm not denying the second half of your sentence.." Harry had said boldly.

You looked away, trying to hide your enormous grin.

Then with another look at eachother, you both began to laugh due to your horrible birthday song

You knew you liked him from first year but as a friend, however in second year you knew you loved him but obviously thought of it as a petty crush.

"Blimey, would you look at the time, I'm starving, let's go downstairs..." You had awkwardly replied after a few minutes silence.

He nodded and stood up like you.

Once you started walking down the steps you suddenly latched onto his hand, knowing it wouldn't be pleasant downstairs.

His face grew redder if it could but he smirked.

Merlin he was mesmerising.

Downstairs, still holding Harry's hand, you two came down to see a pale Petunia and a plump Vernon.