This has been in my drafts for sooooo long. Idk what it is, but enjoy ig. (It's kinda long too)
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You walk up to the door at number 4 privet drive. You mentally sighed knowing what would happen when you knocked on the door, but as much as you hated talking to Harry's uncle, at least you got Harry out. You had planed to get Harry over to your house to hang out and let him be a teenager, at least in the muggle world. He couldn't really do that in the wizarding world without people coming up to him and wanting pictures and calling him the hero, which was understandable but let the bloke hang around.
It was around 6:45 so the sun had started going down a bit. You knocked thrice on the door, and there was quiet for a moment before a loud groan sounded and the door swung open.
You were met with the familiar rounded pig faced, pinkish skin of Dudley. You had never liked him, and you never really had a nice interaction with him. He was always complaining about Harry and trying to show off. It took a lot of self control to not blast him into the neighboring town.
"Let's cut to the chase, I'm here to pick up Harry." You said with a blank face, you saw the pink man with a bushy black mustache behind him, who you knew as Harry's uncle Vernon. He's annoying too.
Even Harry didn't know you were picking him up, but you couldn't let him sit by himself alone until he could move out, and that would be a little bit since he was only 16, but you turned 17 last week.
You heard Vernon grumble under his breath, probably about your appearance, before walking up behind Dudley. "Go get the boy."
When Dudley left for those few moments, you and Vernon could have burned holes in each others heads with how hard you were staring.
But then Harry's recognizable foot steps were heard and the messy raven haired boy came into view behind Vernon with Dudley stomping behind him. Moving away from the door, Vernon held a deathly glare at you, but nothing you weren't used to.
"(Y/n)? What are you doing here?" Harry asked looking at you with a questioned look on his face.
"Pack your bag with a spare change of clothes and a set of pajamas, and, whatever else you want. I'll bring you back tomorrow." You said said watching his face contort into one with more confusion then happiness.
"Urm, okay, I'll be back in minute." He said before bolting up the stairs. Vernon was about to say something but when he saw your hand resting on your clothed wand he thought otherwise.
A couple seconds later Petunia showed up behind Dudley and rolled her eyes when she saw you. You knew that non of the Dursley's likes you but you didn't care because you hated them as well.
Petunia whispered a couple things into Dudleys ear and he stopped staring at you.
Like Harry said, he returned quickly with his bag swinging in his hand. Harry put an undetectable extension charm on his bag when hunting for horcruxes, so you had no idea what he had in him bag.
"Like I said before, I'll return him tomorrow, maybe. Good night." You say swiftly before turning around and going walking down the gravel driveway, Harry following behind you.
"Wait, where are we going?" Harry said catching up with you.
"Well, we have to drop off your stuff first, then I have to go to the store and your coming with me. Sound like a plan?" You ask looking at him but continuing the walk to your house.
"Urm, yea! But why?" He asked slowing down his strides to not go in-front of you.
"Well, you turn 17 next week, and I thought you might want to get out of the house, have some fun, ya know?" You say looking at the setting sun over the houses.
"I do! I just wasn't expecting you to pick me up like that." He said looking at the clouds spread out in the sky, which was turning pink and orange.
"Okay then, now stop asking questions about it." You say half smirking half smiling.
Your walk only lasts for a couple more minutes because you lived about 7ish minutes away from Harry's house.
When you open the door, the house is kind of dark and empty. You didn't know where the rest of your family went, but you didn't really care to much. The setting sun cast a good golden ray of sunlight through the window, making the picture frames and mirrors shine brightly.
Harry looks around for a moment, looking at the house even though he's been plenty of times before.
"Where is everyone?" He asks as he followed you up the narrow staircase.
"I don't know. They left a note saying they would be gone for like two days, then gave me £80. So I have the house to myself until tomorrow night." You said opening the door to your bedroom.
Your room was a little under medium sized, but you did the best you could with the space you had.
You had your drum set next the the back window, which had a nice view of the hills behind your house. You had 2 guitars hung up on your wall, one electric and a normal one. Posters, pictures, and artwork covered your walls. Your bed was pushed up against the wall near the windowsill next to your small dark wooden desk.
The desk lamp was off, and sketches, drawings, and paint and canvases along with some songs and cds covered it. Your dresser had broom-care stuff on it, along with stray shirts and some pants and plaid skirts. And your record player and radio covered a good amount of it.
"Okay, I'm going to tidy up a bit. Um, make yourself comfortable, set your stuff up, catch me up on stuff." You say picking up one of your shirts.
"Urm, well. I didn't have a nightmare, it was a pleasant dream actually." He said with a smile while leaning over his bag.
You just finished folding and putting the shirt away in it's drawer. "Oh? What was it about?" You ask before picking up another shirt.
He pauses for a moment. "We were at a wedding." He said before smiling even wider.
"Whose wedding was it?" You ask getting excited and picking up a pair of pants.
"Okay, you can't tell anyone, but it was Ron and Hermione's." He said before breaking out into a fit of giggles.
Your eyes went wide before you giggled along with him. "Don't worry, we'll just know about it in secret." You say with a sly smile while folding one of your skirts. He just nods his head and goes into his bag again.
"What do you have in there anyways?" You ask glancing at him.
"Um, just stuff I thought would be fun to have. My broom... I have work to do so I brought some text books, I got some cds. I don't know so I guess we'll find out as the night goes on." He says looking up at you to see you staring at him.
"What?" He says with a slight chuckle. "You brought your broom?" You ask looking at the bag sitting in-front of him.
Your broom was sitting under your bed along with the rest of your school things. Quills, parchment, textbooks, etc. etc.
"Don't ask, I was rushing!" He says before digging in his bag even more. You chuckle to yourself and pick up the only shirt you had left.
"What else has been happening?" You ask stuffing your shirt into the really full drawer.
"Not much, usual things. Ignoring me, barley feeding me, you know." He said casually as he sat on the rug on your floor.
"I'm going to go through all my clothes tonight, you can help." You say before moving onto your un-made bed.
You start making your bed, not perfect but it still looked nice. You look out your window and see the sun almost all the way down, then saw the record on your desk.
"Hey! I got a new record so you want to listen?" You ask holding the record in-front of Harry.
"Um, yea!" He said getting perkier, looking up from the essay in-front of him.
"I've finished my school work, I'll let you look if you want." You say before wiping off the record and putting on the record player.
"Really?" He asks with his surprised Harry face. "Yea, it's what friends are for right?" You say before the record player starts and the song begins to play. Smells like teen spirit by Nirvana.
You went over to your bed and pulled out your bag with your finished essays and went through them, trying to find the one you were looking for.
After looking through 5, you found the right one and gave it to him. By now, you turned on your colored lights to blue and your desk lamp, giving the room a nice light.
"Oh! We have to go to the store!" You say when you finished making your bed.
"Oh right, um. I'll just finish this when we come back then." He said standing up and walking over to the door. You both go down the stairs kind of noisily, and you grab the £80 off the counter.
"The shop is in walking distance, so it will only take like 5 minutes to get there." You say as you got your keys and locked the door behind you. Harry waited for you on the front porch.
You walked a little while and it was not long before you reached the little gas station not to far away. It was basically empty, there was only one other person there besides the clerk.
"Okay, get what sweets you want, and get a drink or something." You say before you walk to the sweets section.
"Wait, any one I want?" Harry asked confused. Harry never really ate muggle candy before, because he never hung out with Hermione outside school and Ron was a pure blood and didn't know what muggle candy was. So this time you decided to let him get what he wanted, for friends sake.
"Yea, just under £25 and you'll be fine." You say looking at the next isle down. A couple minute pass and you got your things. Sour gummy worms, gummy bears, lollipops and (another item you like).
"Harry. Where are you?" You ask looking around the isles. Finally you see him and he has a child-like smile on his face. He also got gummy bears, but got crunchis and other sweets as well.
"Okay, let's go to the front since you've got your stuff then?" You ask walking to the front of the store. Harry continued to look at the things in the store and the things that weren't candy, like plushies and reading glasses.
"(Y/n) look! Scorpions in lollipops!" Harry said while pointing the candys next to the scanner.
"Yea, cool right?" You say before grabbing your bag and pulling on Harry's sleeve to get him to move from his spot.
The rest of the way back to your house Harry talked about the things he saw in the store. You were both walking along the road, and it was really dark at this point. The street lights were the only lighting up the path besides the moon and stars.
"Hey look." You say walking off to the side, where you saw two dead dandelions. You picked them and gave one to Harry. "Make a wish." You say before blowing on the flower, the little "petals" floating away. Harry did the same and watched as the wind carried them away.
You two got back and practically ran up the stairs to your room. You poured the bags contents before throwing Harry's stuff at his head while he was turned the other way.
For the next couple hours you lay on your bed while Harry wrote his essay using your work while eating the sweets you bought, listening to the radio.
Then a song came on. And reminded you of a record you had, one that you wanted to show Harry so that you could play it together since you taught him how to play electric guitar.
While Harry was still talking, you got up and looked for it and soon found it because it was at the top of your stack.
"Okay, since you know how to play guitar, I want to see if we can play this song." You say while you look at him sitting on the floor.
"Um, yea I'll try." He said looking up from his now finished essay.
You put the record on the record player and turn it on, and the record starts to spin, then it starts to play. Jealous by eyedress
It was a shortish song, and sounded easy to play.
You grabbed your guitar and plugged it in, giving it to Harry while you sat down on your drumming seat and grabbed your drumsticks.
"Oh! Hold on." You quickly got up and grabbed your wand and cast a silencing charm on your room, so that the next door neighbors wouldn't have your head by morning.
"Oh, good idea." Harry said adjusting the strap on his shoulder.
You restarted the record so the song started over again, and you both started to play. Harry was getting into it, bobbing his head while you played the drums behind him. It was good you used a silencing charm because it. Was. Loud.
About half way through the song, Harry paused. Seeing this, you stopped. "What's wrong? Why'd you stop?"
"Can you show me how to play this part?" He asked, his breathing was a little bit heavy.
"Yea!" You gotup from the drummers seat and took the guitar from him, but paused the music.
"Okay, to play that note, you have to play this string, then this string. But in between move your hand up and down. Like this." You played loudly and did exactly what you said to, and Harry looked at you as you played the few chords. Your face full of concentration.
"Okay, you get it now?" You ask giving him the guitar back.
Your question had interrupted his gaze. "Urm, yea. Yea I get it." He took it back and played the chords exactly how you did.
"Yes! Good." You praised as you sat back down on the drumming bench. You started the song and it continued where you left off and Harry got on the first try.
"Nice! Now keep going." You say as you hit the drums a little bit harder. The song wasn't long at all, only about 3 minutes, and soon it was over.
"Well that was fun." You say and put your drumsticks back into the holder on the wall.
You looked at the time, it was only 11:28, you were thinking of things to do when you remembered you clothes. You had said earlier that you wanted to go through them.
"Hey, Do want to help me go through my clothes?" You ask getting up and going over to your dresser. You had so many shirts it was difficult to open the drawer easily. You could remember the last time you looked at all the shirts you had. All the previous years you just grabbed the shirts at the top of the pile to put into your case.
"Urm, sure." Harry said before sitting on the ground near your bed, the first couple you pulled out were some that you had just put away. You tossed them in the 'keep' pile. Occasionally, you would hold one up to see if it still fit, and then you would ask Harry if you should keep it.
Sometimes he looked completely clueless and other time he would confidently say 'yes' or 'no'. The 'throw away' pile was growing in size as you moved onto the 2nd drawer. You had three for shirts, 2 for pants and stuff, then one at the bottom for everything else.
The 'throw away pile was far bigger than the 'keep' pile, mostly due to the fact that most of these shirts were ones you've had since 3rd year.
You and Harry would have your fun, laughing at some of the old shirts you had, on occasion you would turn and see Harry with one of the shirts on, and they were far too small so you would have to help him out of them, and even though this kept happening, he still put them on anyways.
When you were finished with the shirts, you moved onto your pants, and you mostly wore sweatpants and loose jeans, so all the skinny jeans from 4th year were immediately put into the 'give away' pile. Luckily Harry didn't try to put any of these on.
"You have a lot of clothes y/n." Harry said as you started to put the clothes from the 'keep' pile back in the correct drawers. There was a lot more space for the clothes you still had in your drawers.
"Why did you want to go through all your clothes anyways?" He asked as he handed one of the t-shirts for you to fold and put away.
"Well, we're going into our 7th year soon, I thought it might be a good thing to have done when I move out, ya know?"
"Moving out? Who are you going to move in with?" Harry asked and he had found a garbage bag and started putting all the 'throw away' clothes inside.
"I never really thought about having a roommate with me before, so I don't really know." You answered. And it was true, you never really thought about if you wanted to live with someone else or not. You knew you wanted to move out after you graduated, but that was all the thought you really put into it.
"Well, if you want, I could move in with you, it'll make the cost easier to take care of anyways." Harry said as he was still shoveling clothes into the now half full bag.
"Okay, if that's what you want then." You respond and getting tired of the quiet, you turn on the radio once again and a random song starts to play.
You bop your head as the clothes pile becomes smaller and smaller while the drawers get fuller and fuller. Harry had tied up the bags and put them to the side near the door so you could take them down in the morning.
"This is a love song, for a girl
Who will never know it's about her
I know it's pretty stupid, but I'm much to shy to tell her"
You were both singing along to the song that was playing, and doing silly dancing.
Harry could say it was one of the best nights he's ever had, and definitely the best one in the muggle world.
You fell asleep on your bed while Harry fell asleep half on the beanbag and half on the floor. Your nails were painted and his makeup was done in the fashion you usually did yours.
You suspected that when you both fell asleep, it was near the same time (around 3), and it was likely a sugar crash that knocked you both out.
But, that was not the last sleepover you both had that summer.