𝔸 𝕊𝕡𝕪 𝕀𝕟 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕥 𝔻𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖

Chapter 4

The very next night Anya found herself woken in the middle of the night by a tap on her window.

"Huh... wuzzat?" She asked, rubbing her eyes.

She was still a little bit too young for Prince Charming to be trying to sneak around her parents.

The knock came again, and she yawned, got up, and opened the window.

She had expected to see Harry, or perhaps Hedwig.

She was not expecting to see a flying car.

"Ah-!"

She fell backward onto her bed as Harry laughed at her.

"I'm here to say goodbye!" He told her, his voice only just loud enough to hear over the purr of the engine. "I didn't want to leave without saying anything to you..."

Anya couldn't believe it.

She simply stared.

"Are you sure she knows about magic, Harry?" The boy in the driver's seat asked. "She looks a little lost for words."

Anya recovered herself seriously.

"Yes, I do!" She said. "I was just surprised, is all. I am a muggle, after all."

She slid forward and leaned out the window.

"Uh, who are you?"

"Fred Weasley." Fred said, promptly. "My brother George....."

"How do you do?" His twin said politely.

"And our annoying little brother, Ron."

"Come off it, you." Ron said, annoyed.

"Oh, Harry's told me all about you in his letters." Anya said, beaming. "It's a pleasure to meet all of you."

"Harry didn't mention she was this cute."

Anya had to stop herself from smiling too widely.

"Are you taking Harry back home with you?"

"Yeah." Fred said. "He hasn't been answering our letters, so we thought we'd come take him home with us."

"We see now that he just wanted to spend more time with his little girlfriend." George snickered.

"Hey, that's not true." Harry said, crossly. "It was you that wasn't writing to me!"

"Must you go so soon?" Anya asked, anxiously. "I don't want to spend the rest of the summer with Dudley."

Harry's face fell, and Anya instantly regretted having spoken.

She didn't need to read his mind to know that he was very much torn between going off with his wizarding friends and staying here with her.

"No, I didn't mean that." She said quickly. "Honestly, you should live at Hogwarts if it's half as nice as you say."

Harry laughed.

"We better go." Fred said, checking the dashboard. "The sun will be up before we get back if we don't hurry."

"Be sure to write, Harry." Anya whispered, as she shut the window panel.

She wasn't sure how to feel about Harry being gone sooner than expected.

When her Mother asked what she and Harry wanted to do today she had to break the news to her that Harry had gone to spend the rest of the summer with one of his school friends.

Loid looked up from his paper and frowned as she said this. "His Uncle allowed that?" He was extremely skeptical.

"I don't think he was allowed to." Anya said. "He just.... Did it."