A Magical Summer

Greetings

A/N Thanks for reading the previous three chapters. Sorry that so much was written in Percy and his parents' POV. You'll get more Harry and his friends POV later. Enjoy ^~^

Harry's POV

I raced down stairs to go greet my new relatives. This was just about the most exciting thing that has ever happened at the Dursleys. Well second to getting my Hogwarts letter. But these people were normal and nothing odd could happen.

I took my place a couple feet to the right of Dudley, still in view of the door. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon huddled around Dudley and gestured for him to open the door. He opened the door to a family of three: a beautiful woman with tan features, kind-brown eyes who was several months pregnant; holding hands with a handsome man with much fairer features and sparkling blue eyes; and a teenager with almost windswept black hair, strong, tan features and sea-green eyes.

   For some odd reason the kid was looking at me.

Percy's POV

   I would like to say that I wasn't nervous to meet my only living mortal relatives, but that would be a lie. It's not everyday you get to meet some long lost aunt, uncle and cousins; even when your a demigod. I tapped my foot nervously as Paul rang the doorbell. And waited.

   And waited.

   After what seemed like an eternity (or maybe it was my ADHD) a boy opened the door. The boy that opened the door was wide (almost pig-like?) with a patch of light blond hair on his head. I assumed that this was Dudley. There was a bony woman behind him with a long neck and dull, dirty-blond hair- that must be Aunt Petunia. Standing next to her was a vast man with brown hair and a large mustache must be Uncle Vernon. The all had these giant smiles plastered on their faces.

   But didn't I have another cousin that lives here with the Dursleys? Harry Potter-the delinquent-  wasn't it? I scanned the room. Finally I saw him standing by the stairs looking at the Dursleys nervously before he turned towards me and our eyes met. He was a lot smaller than Dudley (though that would usually be a good thing) and he looked much too scrawny to be 100% healthy. He also had bright green eyes, though they looked like he had seen something no 14 year old should have seen, and a mop of messy black hair. This must've been Harry.

   I found it odd that this kid was standing so far from his family. Even if they weren't his parents, did he need to be standing halfway across the room from them? Their relationship reminded me of my relationship with someone, but I just couldn't remember who. My thoughts were interrupted by Petunia's skippering.

"You must be the Blofises, come on in," I looked at my mom and Paul and we just nodded our heads, avoided correcting her, and went inside.

Harry's POV

After my Aunt and her family came in and introduced themselves, (though their names were rather obvious, since Aunt Petunia had already told us them) us kids' were told to go upstairs and get to know each other. I was pretty excited to get to know my cousin, though he seemed pretty hard to read and a bit intimidating.

"So," Percy said with a smirk when were standing in the upstairs hallway,"Are we just going to stand here?"

   Dudley and I looked at each other and came to a silent agreement. We would hang out in my room, also known as Dudley's spare bedroom, since it was much cleaner than his- even with all of his spare things in there. Usually my room was a disaster, but it was still early in the summer and I hadn't been motivated to take anything out of my trunk. But, it was obvious that Dudley was going to do his best to make me look bad- of course! I led them both into my room and sat on the bed, Dudley took the armchair and just a foot away and Percy straddled the desk chair.

"What do you guys do over the summer?" Percy said, stopping the awkward silence that began to settle around the room.

"Well," Dudley stated self importantly," I practice my wrestling and play rugby with my mates."

"Wrestling huh? My friend would always pulverize me when I tried," He laughed,"I've always preferred the swim-team."

   I thought it was interesting that such an athletic looking guy was a swimmer. Sure, swimmers need to be strong, but usually high school swimmers weren't as muscular as Percy was.

"What about you, Harry?" Percy added kindly. His voice had a warm tone that made me feel safe.

"Well--" I started.

"You don't need to know about this freak," Dudley cut in, as he punched my already bruised shoulder- hard, making my eyes water. I hoped it wasn't a larger injury, as it was still sore after a couple moments.

"You alright?" Percy asked me, concerned, "We know you can throw a good punch. You don't need to test it on us, Dudley." He scolded with a slight laugh. He still looked rather concerned when he looked back at me, silently asking me to continue. 

"Well, I play a bit of  football, (or quidditch, I thought) or I guess it would be soccer to you, on my school's team. I'm not too bad either," I resumed my response.

"And what about summer plans? I think we got a bit side tracked." Percy prompted again.

"I guess that I'm hoping to go visit some of my friends later this summer. If they invite me."

"That's cool!" Percy responded with enthusiasm, "usually I go visit friends at my summer camp-"

"We don't have many of those here in England," Dudley interrupted, again, "What's it like?"

"Camp is-" Percy began. Whatever camp is like I never found out, as there was a yell coming up from the kitchen.

"BOY get down here! Come help with dinner!" Vernon hollered. Percy looked confused but followed, as I got up and headed downstairs to 'help' cook dinner.