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"Bon, pass the cream!" I call out to my God-Sister, Bonnie.

For two weeks since we, Dad, Bonnie and I, moved to number 6 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Bonnie and I have been painting our new bedrooms. Yes, rooms. Bonnie and I don't share a bedroom anymore. It's different, but I'll get used to it.

Just four days ago, we finished Bonnie's room. She has chosen simple cream walls with one sunset orange feature wall; a large queen-sized double bed with a plain white cover, white pillows and an assortment of small orange pillows. I like it.

At the moment, Bonnie and I are painting my room.

I've got the same, except with a purple feature wall; a large queen-sized double bed with a black cover, black pillows and an assortment of white and purple small pillows.

For the time being, I'm sleeping in Bonnie's bedroom next door.

Now, back to the painting.

"So, Sarah," Bonnie says while we paint the cream wall. "When are you going to find Harry? Remember he said he lives here in Privet Drive? I think number 2 or something..."

Wait, Harry lives in this street? That narrows that down, my search I mean. I told myself that when I've finished my room, I'm going looking for him. We're almost finished the painting, so I might be able to find him in the next day or so.

"He did?" I say. "Well, that narrows down my search then, doesn't it?"

Bonnie giggles.

We soon finish the second layer of the cream wall. Only one layer on the purple wall and then we're done. Well, I've got to do my bed but then I'm done.

"Ah, now," I say to Bonnie. "Lets tackle this last wall."

Bonnie and I dip our paint-brushes into the purple paint. It's not a deep purple, more like...orchid...wait, it says 'Orchid' on the can...anyway, it's pretty, I like it.

Bonnie and I paint and paint and paint.

"Finally, we've finished!" Bonnie sighs after an hour.

"Ah, we've still got the bed," I point out.

She groans.

"Hey, I had to do this with your room."

She rolls her eyes.

"Alright. Lets just do my bed and then we'll look for Harry, deal?"

"Yep," She says, popping the p.

Bonnie and I move my bed to the middle of the back wall and put on the cover and pillows.

"Oh my gosh, I love it!" I exclaim, looking at my new, transformed room. Hey, at first it was boring old white.

Bonnie nods in agreement and I high-five her.

"Dad," I yell down the stairs. "We're done! Come and look."

I soon hear Dad's footsteps up the stairs.

"Oh, girls," he says. "It's beautiful."

"I know right," I say.

Bonnie and I giggle.

"Hey Dad, can we go and look for Harry? Bonnie says he lives around here; it's only two..." I say.

Please say yes, please say yes...

"Okay, just be back soon."

Yes!

"Thanks Dad!" I say as I hug him.

Within five minutes, Bonnie and I are standing outside number 1 Privet Drive.

I press the doorbell.

The door opens to reveal an elderly lady.

"Um, hello-" I start.

"Are you sales people?" She asks rudely.

"No-we were just wondering if you know where Petunia and Vernon Dursley live?"

She slams the door in my face.

Well that was friendly.

We move onto number 2 Privet Drive.

This time, after I ring the bell, the door opens to a middle-ages man.

"Yes?" He asks."Are you sales people?"

Why do they ask that? Wow.

"No-we just want to know if you could tell is where Petunia and Vernon Dursley live?

He stiffens.

"Uh-no-I-I don't know where they live," He says and he closes the door quickly.

He's lying. Oh well..

We now move onto number 3 and knock on the door.

This time the door opens to show a heavily pregnant, young woman. "Yes, my dears?" She asks.

"Um, we were wondering if you know where Petunia and Vernon Dursley live?"

"Sorry, dears," she says. "We just moved here a week ago."

"Okay, bye."

She closes the door.

"Bon, I don't want to cross the road again," I whine.

"But what if Harry lives there?"

"We'll check number 5 and then go back to 4, okay?"

She nods and we knock on the door of number 5.

The door opens to a young girl who only looks about seven.

"Hello?" She says quietly.

"Hello," I say kindly. "Do you know Mr and Mrs Dursley?"

She nods shakily and points across the road to number 4.

"Is that where they live?"

She nods again. "Be careful, they're scary," She says.

I nod. "Thanks."

She closes the door quickly.

"I knew he'd live there!" Bonnie says.

"Sure, sure," I say and we walk across to number 4.

I nervously press the door bell.

The door opens forcefully.

It's Vernon Dursley.

"What?" He snarls.

I gulp. "Are you Vernon Dursley?"

"Yes," He growls.

"Hi. Um, I'm Sarah...and this is Bonnie. Could we please see Harry Potter, for certain...things?" I say, hoping that it'll work.

"Why?"

"Well-uh-it's urgent," I say quickly.

"What's this for?"

I sigh. "Alright, we're from Hog-I mean, Harry's school, and we wish to see him. We may be able to take him off your hands-"

"Fine," He snaps. "Potter!" He yells into the house.

I hear fast footsteps down the stairs.

"Yes Uncle Vernon?" Harry says obediently.

"There are some people here for you," Vernon snarls.

Harry looks at Bonnie and I and grins.

"Sarah! Bonnie! It's good to see you," He says and he hugs us both.

"Now, boy, be back by five, no later!"

We quickly leave.

Alright, we have two hours.

"How are you guys here?" Harry asks as we walk down the road.

"Well," Bonnie says. "We just moved here, we live at number 6, just there."

Harry stares at us.

"You did? Really?"

"Yep," I say, popping the p. "Come over."

Harry, Bonnie and I walk next door to our house.

"Dad, we're back! And Harry's here too!" I yell.

Dad comes into the hallway.

"Hello," Dad says. "You must be Harry."

Harry and Dad shake hands.

"It's good to meet you, Mr Lupin-"

"Please, call me Remus, we are very informal."

"Oh, okay, Remus," Harry says awkwardly.

Dad starts talking to Harry and going on about how he looks like James, our father and how he was friends with James at school-"

"Hang on," I interrupt. "You were friends with our father? You didn't tell me!"

"I thought I did," Dad says. "Even if I didn't, you had to of guessed as I am your God-Father..."

Oh yeah.

"Right," I say.

For another twenty minutes Dad is talking to Harry until Bonnie and I drag Harry up to Bonnie's room to show him and then mine. I think he likes them. Soon we are sitting on my bed talking. We're just talking about random stuff for another hour and a half.

"Oh yeah," I say. "Why didn't you answer our owls?"

"Uh-Uncle Vernon didn't let me let Hedwig out," Harry says.

"But you could've used our owls..."

"Oh..."

We're quiet for a moment.

"Well, we don't really need owls anymore, we live next door!" I say. "Have you gotten any owls from Hermione, Amy or Ron lately?"

"No, it's odd, they said they'd write-"

"Mmhmm."

Why aren't they writing?

"Oh-no," Harry says suddenly. "It's almost five o'clock-I've got to go."

"Damn," I say. "We'll see you tomorrow for our birthday I hope. We'll walk you over."

"Sarah, it's next door-"

"I don't care."

As we walk, I think.

This is going to be the best summer ever!

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A/N

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