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Harry flopped down in the bed, reveling in its luxury. This was even nicer than his bed in Hogwarts,
even if it didn't have a canopy. He turned to Hedwig, who was still preening after Mae had gushed
over her. "Well, girl. Pretty nice, huh?"
Hedwig fluffed her feathers and gave Harry a haughty look, as if this was the least she deserved.
Harry chuckled. Suddenly, his face clouded. 'I've got to write Ron.'
* * *
Dear Ron,
How are things going. I hope you're not mad at me over my last letter. I like Hermione, but if she
wants to be your girlfriend, that's okay. You're a great friend and I hope you still like me.
Things are a little different now. Dumbledore thought I'd be safer in a different place this summer.
I'm not with the Dursleys anymore. I can't tell you where I am. But it's really nice and the people I
am with are really wonderful. I think I'm going to like it here a lot.
That's all for now. Write me soon. Please.
Your friend,
Harry
* * *
Harry's weekend passed in a blur. Mae had to keep shooing him outside whenever he started
cleaning or doing some other chore he thought needed doing. She did let him help in the kitchen, as
much to see how good a cook he was as anything else. She shook her head that, while he had good
basic skills, he had a lot to learn. She even took him to the markets to show him how to shop and
what to shop for.
Mae was surprised how enthusiastic he was to learn about everyday things she took for granted. He
had little sense of money or budgeting. And he seemed uncomfortable in spending money or, in this
case, the Strowbridge's money, on himself. She had to urge him to buy clothes that fit him when
they went out on Saturday morning. He squirmed a little at using the fitting rooms of the local
department store, despite Mae's promising him that no one would peek in at him. And she gushed at
introducing him to members of the parish who she encountered.
But Harry's most awkward moment was when he encountered Sara and her parents on the street
with Mae. Sara gave a yelp and ran up to him and hugged him.
"Oh, Harry. we all heard what happened. Are you all right?" she asked him urgently.
Harry blushed furiously. "I'm okay. Thanks," he managed to choke out.
"We missed you at the dance last night," she said sympathetically. "We were all so worried about
you."
He continued to shuffle shyly as Sara put her arm around his waist and led him to her parents for
introductions.
Mae chuckled as they left the Geddes family to their shopping. "That Sara is a pretty one, isn't she,"
she said with a glint in her eye.
Harry nodded solemnly, still flushed from Sara's friendly manner. "She's a lot older than me,
though," he managed.
Mae chuckled again. "I don't know, Harry. You seem to have a way with women."
Harry really began to blush and was grateful to get back to the vicarage
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