[HP] Hogwarts students

By the time Harry woke me up, the sky had turned golden-red.I sat up abruptly and wiped my face and the corners of my mouth: "Oh! It's broken, it's almost evening."

"Why don't you go to my house for dinner today." I pulled Harry outside and turned around and said to him, "Use my phone number to talk to my family and ask my dad to drive you back after dinner." .”

Harry shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Carrie. But if I walk back this way, I'll be at my house in no time." He pointed to a road across the street, and I tiptoed to my house. I looked in that direction, but I was still a little uneasy.

"Kelly! Harry!" I heard Dad's voice!I turned around in surprise and saw him driving by here, rolling down the window to greet us.

"Dad! Why are you here?" Harry and I both ran to his car, "You're not following me all the time, are you?"

"What? Of course not!" Dad blinked, and took out a magazine from the passenger seat. "I just... came out to buy a magazine."

"You like to read "Girls' Fashion"?" Harry asked with a suppressed smile. I looked at the magazine I bought with my own pocket money and scratched the back of my head.

"Anyway." Dad coughed, "Where are you going?"

"I was getting ready to go home," said Harry.

I tugged at his cuff, and said with some displeasure, "Didn't I ask you to come to my house for dinner?"

"I'd love to go, but I have to go back early, I have some things to do at home." Harry forced a smile.Dad said: "Then you both get on the handlebars, and I will take Harry home first, and we will go back."

I nodded regretfully, opened the car door and climbed into the back seat with Harry.After he told my dad the address, he sat next to me and returned to his previous awkward appearance, with his lips drawn into a straight line.

I sideways pulled out my favorite travel companion from the trunk - Lily, a semi-worn plush teddy bear, and I saw Harry staring at the green-eyed teddy bear, proudly putting Lily in his arms.

"Look! Lily is so cute." I turned my head to look at the two of them, and the two green eyes stared at me together, "The thing I hate the most is taking a long-distance bus, but this teddy bear is always with me. I'm always happy to have her by my side."

"Now, I want to give Lily to you." I reached out and stroked the bear's head with some reluctance, "I want to give you my happiness as well."

"This is impossible!" Harry became panicked, he looked at me for a while, Lily for a while, and Dad in the driver's seat for a while, "This is your favorite Teddy, how can I take it away? "

"Why not? I'm going to Hogwarts to go to school in the future, so I don't need to take a long-distance bus, and my happy time is always greater than my sad time; but you are always depressed, so you need Lily more than I do."

Hearing this, Harry suddenly seemed to realize something, hugged Lily and Bear tightly, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Kelly."

I feel like even Dad is giving me approving looks in the car's rearview mirror, and Harry's thank you makes me even more proud and happy.

The drive was fast, and after we had only talked for a while, Dad had already parked beside a cozy two-story building. A blond woman with a slender neck was watering flowers in the garden. When she saw Dad’s car stop, she stretched out curiously. Look this way with a long neck.

And when she saw Harry getting out of the back seat of the car, the expression on her face suddenly became disgusted and stiff, and she turned her head eagerly to pretend not to see it, but after facing her father who also got out of the car, she could only Turning back with a stiff neck.

I followed Harry and saw him holding Lily Bear and whispering hello to the woman, but the woman just nodded in a simple way, and he waved us in the door.

"Hello. I'm Jack Morris. This is my daughter, Kelly. She and Harry are good friends. Who is Harry to you?" I stood beside my father and heard his polite ask.

"He...he is, he is my nephew." The woman's tone was very dull, and her expression was very unnatural, "...this little girl must be the child who called today."

I smiled innocently at her as she looked down at me.

"Excuse me, how did a girl as sweet and lovely as your daughter know my nephew?" When she was describing me, she muttered something in a low voice, which I couldn't hear clearly, but I always feel that it is not a good thing to say.

I recalled her tone and reaction when I answered the phone today, she reached out and grabbed Dad's hand, and answered first: "We met in the park, a small park near Little Huijin...no one goes there, but I am very happy." Love it there."

"I saw Harry passing there one day, so I stopped him and played together for a while, not too long... That's how we got to know each other."

"That's it." Her expression softened, and she finally returned to her normal greeting attitude, and she squeezed out a smirk, "Thank you very much for sending him back today, this child is too rude. Maybe if you have time, We can visit each other, my husband, and Vernon would love to meet new friends."

"He's the director of Grunning's, if you've ever heard of it." In the room behind her, a boy's voice that didn't belong to Harry was yelling, and she hastily added a few words to us. After apologizing, he hurried home. "What's the matter? Dudley kiss...it's him again?..."

I raised my head and looked at my dad. He seemed to be thinking about something, and took my hand back to the car.Not talking to me all the way home but tapping his fingertips on the steering wheel while driving.

I'm leaning over the car window thinking, Harry's aunt...or aunt?His attitude towards him was not good, maybe that's why Harry often felt lonely and blue.I didn't expect my new friend to have such a poor background, maybe I should treat him better in the future.

"Don't do that." Dad said suddenly when he was parking the car, "I know what you're thinking, anyway, don't do that."

"What!" I closed the car door unconvinced, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Whenever you show that look, I know you're in trouble." Dad replied coldly, very mercilessly.

"You're thinking, Harry's family is so complicated, you should try your best to treat him well, right?" I nodded reluctantly, both unconvinced and a little shy, we came from the back door of the garage In the kitchen, I saw my mother cooking tomato and seafood soup. The strong sweet and sour smell mixed with the fishy smell of seafood almost made me faint when I just entered the kitchen.

But Dad loves this taste very much. With an expression of enjoyment, he took the small dish of tasting soup from his mother and took a sip with satisfaction: "Ah..."

And I, with my arms crossed, waited for him to tell me why.

"It's not the first time you've done this, honey." When Dad finally tasted enough, the soup in the pot was a quarter gone, and he and I were kicked out of the kitchen, causing the two of us to sit Chat on the stairs.

"Do you remember the last time you felt pitiful, pitiful to a friend?" he asked.

His question brought back my memories, I thought of my best friend April, her hometown lived in Spider's End Lane, the family was not very rich, my mother died early, and my father was doing odd jobs around .

A few years ago, she was bullied and ridiculed by bad kids in school because of her worn out clothes. I helped her fight off those people and gave her some clothes and skirts that I didn’t wear. Don't talk to me anymore.

I nodded, depressed: "You mean, I shouldn't be nice to Harry?"

Dad patted me on the head like a rubber ball: "I didn't mean that. I mean, you should treat him as a friend like Ed, a friend who is no different from your friends."

"You can't treat him special, it reminds him how different he is, and the reason you treat him well is not because he's your friend and he's earned your friendship; it's because his family relationships are complicated and you I feel sorry for him, that's why I treat him well."

I nodded half understanding, my mind was like a mess.Mom called us to have dinner, and Dad stretched out his hand and lifted me up on his shoulders. I had no choice but to temporarily put aside my troubles and thoughts, and came to the restaurant with him, screaming and laughing.

Mom still didn't clean the sand from the clams. I retched, spit out the dregs on my tongue quietly, and looked at my father who was praising how delicious the soup was.

"And tell me not to be blind to other people." I thought to myself, "Go upstairs and write a letter to Harry later, and have Claudia sneak it to his room."

The evening breeze was gentle, and the green shades on both sides of the street rustled. Mom and Dad were discussing the headlines of the Daily Prophet today with great interest. Claudia flew from her nest to the window sill of the restaurant, I broke some bread crumbs for her to see how she ate with gusto.Outside the window are dim street lamps, delivering layers of brilliance in the dark night.