Written In The Stars -[Harry Potter xFem!Oc]

Chapter one: A Birthday To Remember.

Mel had a sinking feeling in her stomach since the morning started, she was worried, it was a difficult day. Harry's cousin's eleventh birthday.

Since they were little, the Dursleys made extraordinary parties for Dudley: Buy him the best cake, the best presents and they would have his best friends over to go visit the zoo, or the movies, or a park. Harry though, would usually stay behind, with their old neighbor Mrs Figg, since they kept refusing her mum's help.

Sometimes she would sacrifice her own fun to go over to Mrs Figg, spend her time looking at cats' photos and eating musty food, all to help Harry. It wasn't exactly the best help, but she would sneak chocolate bars and cookies, that was something.

"What has you all pouty, sweetie?" Her mum asked, putting a strand of hair away from her face.

"Dudley's birthday," Mel sighed, supporting her head on one hand.

"Is Harry going with Mrs Figg, then?"

"Dunno, I guess. Do you think they'll let him stay this time?"

"You've tried every year since you met him, love" Her mum chuckled.

"Can I try again, please?" The girl insisted, squirming on her chair.

"Honey..." The woman sighed, knowing her daughter won't be calm until she asked, "alright, go. But don't get all heated if they say no."

"I promise I won't," She hopped off her chair and walked towards the exit, "I'll be back in a minute!"

Mel quickly made her way to the Dursleys' front door, knocking a bit too harsh. The door swung open and she met the familiar set of green eyes and messy black hair. He was wearing an old raggedy grey shirt and trousers two sizes too big.

"Hi, Glasses!" She grinned, "Just got up?"

"Don't call me 'Glasses," He replied, rubbing his eyes tiredly and letting her in, "Why are you here? You know is Dudley's birthday, if he sees you he'll start to throw things out the window"

Mel scoffed, stepping inside.

"He can get upset if he wants, I'm here to help you escape"

Harry thanked her with a silent smile and took her towards the kitchen. The routine was normal at this point, Mel comes in and asks the Dursleys if Harry can stay in her house instead of Figg's, the Dursleys politely (not so much) tell her the decision has been made and she can leave the house with no worries (and then Mr Dursley would proceed to kick her out) to yet another unsuccessful attempt to make Harry's life a bit better.

As they walked side by side, she noticed she'd grown taller than him by two inches. She thinks, smiling to herself, that by the time both of them are fifteen Harry will barely reach her shoulder.

"Who was it, kid?" Uncle Vernon asked loudly, He frowned as soon as he saw the children, "Oh, it's you."

"Goodmorning, Mr. Dursley," Mel smiled politely, "I'm here to-"

"Mel!" Petunia squealed joyfully, "Take a cup of tea with us, dear! It's my Dudders' birthday today, are you here to give him a hug?"

Dudley's face got red from the thought of her inching closer, mostly cause he hated her as much as he hated his cousin. Dudley's afraid of her ever since she accidentally caused him to choke on a piece of cake on her ninth birthday.

His mother was (clearly) not aware, she kept the undying hope that one day Mel and Dudley would grow up and get married to have what she called: 'Wonderful kids with the most charming smiles'.