When the order was ready to collect Harry from the Dursley’s they expected a lone, depressed boy staring at his wall (or something). They did, however, not expect to see a beautiful girl sitting on his lap and cuddling him while he held her and whispered softly.

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The air in the smallest bedroom of Number Four, Privet Drive was thick, warm, and still. Late afternoon sun cut a dusty stripe across the floor, illuminating floating motes.

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