A FRIEND TO TALK TO
CHPT 1: INSULTS
Disclaimer: I dont own the Harry Potter series.
Harry Potter lied under a bush, avoiding all human contact with the rest of the world. Every since he returned from Hogwarts, he didn't want to talk to his aunt or uncle, and especially his cousin. Harry was only sixteen and had gone though what most people won't go through their whole life. Right now he was contemplating on whether he should get up and eat, but he didn't want into the people inside the house. So instead of getting up, he just lied there, starving. The only thing he could eat was grapefruit anyway.
Ever since he got back from Hogwarts, he was anti-social. Whenever his cousin made snide remarks to him, he would just turn around and mind his own business, acting like Dudley didn't even exist. After failing to get Harry upset time after time, Dudley just gave up and ignored Harry. If he didn't have anything bad to say to Harry, might as well say nothing at all. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were getting very suspicious of Harry's behavior. Of course they weren't concerned about Harry, they were just suspicious. He was after all a wizard, and everyone knew that the Dursley family wasn't Harry's favorite family.
Harry closed his eyes. Today was a hot summer day. Little ants crawled along the wall. Harry opened his eyes and stared at him. They were the only ones who lived here that he would consider talking to. Harry rolled over onto his stomach. He was getting really hungry.
Meanwhile, two doors down, the empty home was just filled with another family. They were the Beaumonts, a cheerful little family from California, USA. There was a mother and father, Mr. And Mrs. Beaumont, a daughter, Claire, and a son, Brian. Claire, out of all the family was ecstatic to live here. Every since she was 14, it had been her goal to visit England. Now that she moved here, she was thrilled. She wanted to explore the second she got off the plane. Claire was 15 years old. She had nice curly brown hair and light brown eyes. She was 5'6, and very happy she was. For some reason she grew two inches. Claire helped her family unpack which was an easy task. After her mother allowed her to go outside, Claire changed into her favorite outfit- A pink tank top and a tan pleated skirt, complete with shell braclets and a silver chained necklace that had a lily pendent hanging off of it. Claire walked outside. Her little brother Brian who was ten years old tried to follow her, but she shoved him back inside. She walked along the side walk to wander around the city, but someone whistled at her. She gasped. Frowning, She turned around to see who did it. It was some fat kid.
Harry rolled over and noticed Dudley was standing at the door. Harry groaned. What did he want? To Harry's surprise, Dudley whistled. He also noticed that there was a girl walking past. Dudley ran up to her. She was probably a girl from his school.
"What do you want?" She said. Dudley walked up to her. She crossed her arms.
"How about you and me go out tonight." Dudley said, winking. Her face cringed. Harry watched closely.
"Ew! Who do you think you are?" She said.
"I'm Dudley Dursley, what's your name, lovely…." Dudley said in a deep voice. Harry sniggered.
"Dudley? Dudley Dursley? What kind of fat lard name is that?" She exclaimed. Harry was beginning to like this girl, insulting Dudley like that.Dudley was speechless. She just called him a fat lard.
"How dare you call me that!" Dudley said.
"How dare you harass me! It would be okay if you were cute but you're just a fat disgusting pig. Why don't you do yourself a favor and dance on a frying pan and eat yourself!" She said, and walked off. Dudley stood there in shock. How rude! Harry was laughing his pants off. He scrabbled out from under the bush and ran past Dudley.
"Fat lard!" Harry laughed, and Dudley turned pink.
"You saw that?" Dudley groaned, and Harry walked away, laughing. He went up to catch up with this girl, congradulate her even.
"Hey!" Harry called.
"Oh take a hint already-" She said, then realized that it wasn't Dudley Dursley. She smiled, she like Harry's appearance. "Oh I'm sorry…I thought you were that fat kid!"
"That's alright, he's my cousin. I really don't get along with him. I just wanted to say good job, since well, he is a fat lard." Harry smiled. She blushed.
"I'm Claire! Claire Beaumont. I just moved here from California!" She said, holding out her hand. Harry shook it.
"Nice to meet you Claire, I'm Harry." He said. Claire smiled. She was determined to talk.
"So…um… where does everyone go to hang out?" She said. Harry thought. There was Diagon Alley, but she was a muggle, so he couldn't tell her about that. He really didn't know what to say.
"Well…you can always hang out with me…" Harry said. Claire laughed, then smiled.
It was the start of a beautiful friendship.
An: Edited Version of Chapter One. Tell me if i missed something, yes?