When Hearts Take Control-Draco Malfoy love story #Wattys2016

Visiting Harry

I jumped out of bed as soon as my alarm clock rang. Usually, I would just hit the snooze button, but not today. I was going to see one of my best friends today! I haven't seen him in a long time. His name? Harry Potter. The boy who lived after the most evil dark wizard Voldemort had tried to kill him. But he killed Harry's parents.

Harry lives with his Aunt, Uncle and cousin Dudley who are absolute jerks and treat Harry very badly. I tried to convince Mum and Dad to take Harry to live with us, but Harry said that it was Porfessor Dumbledore's (The Hogwarts headmaster) orders that he stayed with his Aunt and Uncle. He hates them too.

I had a shower, straightened my hair and brushed my teeth. I got chnaged into a frilly pink top with light blue skinny jeans and pretty shoes. I tied my hair up into a tight ponytail and ran downstairs. 

"Mum, Dad, let's go see Harry!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

I couldn't wait to see him!

We apparated there and landed in the middle of a huge living room, right in front of a fat boy sitting on the couch. It must've been Dudley. He screamed and spilt a bowl of popcorn all over the couch.

Two people came running in. I guessed it was Harry's Aunt and Uncle. He looked at me, my Mum and my Dad and his eyes bulged. Then they went back to normal. He looked from my Mum to my Dad and his glare stopped at me.

"You came, did you?" He said bitterly. "Harry Potter!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "Get down here right now!"

I was speechless. I couldn't believe that someone would talk to a boy that harshly. Then I heard footsteps running down a staircase. Harry appeared in the doorway with his trunk all dressed. When his eyes landed on me, his face lit up instantly.

"Harry!" I said happily, running up to him.

"Hannah!" He replied gladly, running to me and giving ne a warm welcoming hug.

He seemed so happy to see me. Mr Dursley (Harry's Uncle) didn't look too happy, and neither did Mrs Dursley. Dudley was still fussing over the spilt popcorn, putting every single piece in his mouth as if someone would steal it from him. He kept eyeing me nervously, and he didn't dare look at my Mum or Dad.

I looked over to my parents. My Dad made a small nod towards Mr Dursley.

"Vernon." he said, coming over to shake his head.

Mr Dursley shook it reluctantly. My Mum smiled at Mrs Dursley, but Mrs Dursley pretended that she hadn't seen it, and looked away out of the window.

"Shall we go?" My Dad said to Harry and me cheerfully. 

"Got your trunk Harry? Good. Let's go to King's Cross Station."

"Goodbye." Harry said quietly as we walked out the door, waving to his Uncle and Aunt who just gave him a cold stare.

Dudley didn't even bother to look, since he was still picking up popcorn off the couch and popping them into his mouth quickly. I gave their family a quick nod and a smile but didn't look back to see their reactions. I looked over to Harry and gave him a huge smile. He returned my smile and gave me a second hug happily.

"OK everyone." My Mum said to us, smiling.

"Hold onto your trunks. Harry, we're going to apparate. Have you ever aparated before?"

Harry shook his head nervously.

"Don't worry, it's not that hard." 

I reassured him, taking his hand gently. He held my hand tightly and held onto his luggage with the other hand. Then with a whoosh we all aparated into thin air.

(girl in pic in Hannah)