Harry Potter is willing to leave this awful place but he knows something or particular someone is ceasing him.

He is all packed. He sat nearby the window staring at the deserted street outside, such beautiful weather. His sense only knows he's searching for someone, hoping that person would show up any minute. She... He doesn't even know her name.

Abruptly he heard his name being yelled "Harry!" Uncle Vernon yelled banging on his door.

Harry sighed heavily "coming" he muttered and reached for the door.

"Are you done resting!?" Vernon yelled again.

Harry isn't surprised with his tone or behaviour, he has been going through this for years now.

"What do you want?" Harry glared.

"Don't show that attitude on me just because you are leaving today boy. I can stop you from going, be aware of that" he warned harry poking him on his chest.

Harry gave up "yes sir,"

"Now go clean Dudley's room. Don't be a snail, I want it to be finished by half an hour. Is that clear?" He instructed.

Harry nodded looking at the floor.
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Harry stepped into Dudley's room and immediately it smells. He turned on the lights only to see clothes hurled all over the room, sheets on the bed are scrambled, crumbs of chips or food sticking everywhere. Entirely it was disgusting.

Well, it's not like he's got much of an option, he has to clean this mess.

Harry sighed heavily and began to work.
If only he could use magic now harry thought.

It's been fifteen minutes, he's done with most of it except for the floor, study table and stinking walls.

Harry groaned and sat on the now tidy bed of Dudley's. He couldn't wait to go back to Hogwarts, he's sick of all this.

He remembered Ron's last letter saying, Headmaster Dumbledore would pick him up this time. He wondered why. He knows Dumbledore, he wouldn't do anything for no reason. 'I just have to wait '

Suddenly he heard footsteps approaching, he perked up grabbing his mop and cleaning the walls.

The door slammed open revealing a furious Vernon "10 min" he reminded and left.

Harry sighed with relief. After finishing tidying up the walls he glanced at the study table. He wondered why was there a study table when Dudley never study at all.

He rolled his eyes and reached for it settling everything at its particular place.
Unexpectedly a photo dropped from Dudley's shining book.

Harry's eyes widened as he saw who's in the photo. It's her...

The girl who he has been thinking about the whole summer, the only reason for his hesitancy to leave Dursleys and who he has been waiting to see for one last time before he leaves.

He stared at the picture without blinking, at her glorious face, smile, hair. He never felt like this before, this feeling it's new yet refreshing and delightful.

He didn't question why Dudley has her photo cause he knew why.

He flipped the picture to find
'Ginny❤ ' on the backside.

"Her name is ginny" harry mumbled to himself and smiled.
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Umm... Not a happy start but it could get happier. In the next chapter, I'll be writing the whole summer, explaining harry's every memory with ginny. That could go fun.
Thank you for reading💗