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Kindergarten

Harry's POV

"Mummy I'm scared!" I whined, clutching tightly to my backpack straps. My mummy didn't let me have a Power Rangers backpack like all the other kids. It wasn't fair!

"Baby, there's nothing to be scared of," my mummy soothed, kneeling down in front of me. I could feel my eyes getting wet, because she was wrong. Kindergarten was so scary. The scariest thing in the world.

I glanced down at my outfit. I was wearing a blue shirt and a pair of jeans, but what I really wanted to wear was.. nothing. Clothes were annoying. My mummy disagreed, she said that they were "necessary."

"I don't wanna go!" I pouted, stomping my foot on the carpet beneath me. She just laughed. Why was she laughing? It wasn't funny!

"It's fine Harry, you'll have so much fun sweetie! You'll see!" She smiled softly, running her fingers through my curls. I stuck out my bottom lip and glared at her meanly. She didn't understand. Nobody did.

And then she was pushing me out of the door, her hands on my shoulders as she lead me towards a large stop sign. I reached my hand up and tried to touch it, jumping to get higher, but I just couldn't. My mummy said I was tall for my age, but I didn't think so.

She waited with me by the sign, and I watched as tons of cars zoomed by. Finally, a big large bus stopped in front of us. It was yellow, just like the flower that my mummy had put in my hair.

"Bye sweetie! I love you! Have fun, be safe!" My mummy pulled me in for a hug as a few tears slipped past her eyes, and I breathed in the smell of her perfume.

"I don't wanna go," I repeated from earlier, my lip trembling. She sighed, placing a gentle kiss on my forehead before helping me up the bus steps and waving goodbye as the doors closed behind me.

I walked slowly down the aisle of the bus, my fists tightening around the straps of my backpack. All the stupid lucky boys got the cool backpacks, I could see them on their laps. I glared at them until I came across a boy that had a normal one like me. Finally, someone who understood.

I plopped on the seat next to the boy with a large sigh, wiping away the stray tears from my face.

"Hi!" I greeted, shoving my backpack beneath the seat.

"Hi." His voice was small and high, and I couldn't help but giggle.

"You sound like a girl!" I squealed, wiggling in my seat as I laughed. He blushed and tried to look mad but ended up laughing too.

"That's mean!" He finally managed to squeak out, and the high pitched sound sent me into another fit of giggles.

When we calmed down, I decided to tell him about myself.

"I'm Harry!" I exclaimed, scooting closer to the boy on the seat. He smiled softly before responding.

"My name's Louis." I grinned wider at him, nudging my shoulder into his.

"We're going to be best friends Louis!" I declared, shaking out my curls before brushing the hair out of my face.

"Uhm, sure!" He beamed at me, staring straight into my eyes. His eyes were blue just like the ocean. I loved the ocean!

"You're eyes are like the ocean. They're so pretty!" I told him, staring harder at his eyes. Red dusted his cheeks as he squirmed in his seat and gazed at the floor.

"So are yours," he finally replied. "They look g-green," He stuttered, blushing harder.

"You're shy," I stated. He laughed a bit before turning to face the window.

"Blue's my favorite color," I continued my earlier thought about his eyes.

"It's not mine," Louis turned back to me, scrunching up his nose. "Mine's green, like your eyes!" My cheeks hurt from smiling so much as we kept talking. Then I jumped as Louis reached his finger out and poked my cheek.

"What was that for?" I asked, placing my hand on the spot he poked, which was tingling.

"You have a... what's the word.... a dimple!!! In your cheek!" Louis laughed, sitting up straighter in his seat as we neared the school. I felt my heart race as I saw the brick building.

"Louis, I'm scared," I whispered, afraid that some of the other boys would hear me.

"What?" Louis raised his eyebrow, looking confused. I leaned closer, so close that my lips were brushing his ear. I giggled slightly at the weird feeling.

"I'm scared of kindergarten." I felt ashamed as soon as the words left my mouth, and I could feel hotness spreading across my face and my hands start to sweat.

"Really? I'm excited!" Louis looked surprised. I nodded, staring at my fingers.

"It's okay. I'll protect you from all the bad guys." Louis said. I shrieked with laughter as he pretended he was holding a gun and started "shooting" around the bus, making really funny sound effects with it.

"No really Harry. You're my best friend. I'll make sure no one hurts you!" Louis declared, pounding his chest and I felt my heart swell.

"Really Louis? Thank you so much!" I grinned, wrapping my arms around him. He nodded and hugged me back, placing his small little arms around me as we held each other tightly.

"You're small," I stated, and pulled back. Louis bit his lip and looked down.

"I know," he said softly, his shoulders hunched.

"Louis what's wrong?" I shrieked. My best friend couldn't be sad.

"You're so tall and big and I'm small. Everyone's going to think I'm a midget!" I held in my laughs as he said that, and instead pulled him in for another hug.

"Lemme see your arm," I instructed, and he hesitantly stuck it out. I placed my against it, comparing the size. His fingertips reached my wrist. He was small.

"You're not a midget! You're just fun sized!" I smiled, remembering my short friend wearing a t-shirt that said that. Louis grinned, obviously a bit happier.

"Thank you Harry," he whispered, pulling me in for a hug once more. I felt a flutter in my heart and thought, This must be what it feels like to have a best friend.

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Hope you guys liked the prologue!! :)

They're going to be growing up really quickly throughout the book, like lots of time lapses, so don't think it's just going to be stuck in kindergarten. Unless you want it to? Comment what you think and what you want to happen!

-Kayla