Harry was in his room reading a book since there was barely anything else to do. He took a moment to look at Hedwig. But, he saw y/n standing in the middle of his room. "Blimey, y/n. How did you get in here?" Harry whipser-yelled. "I apparated. Don't worry, my parents said it was okay." Y/n shrugged. "I'm not worried about your parents, Y/n/n. I'm worried about the Dursley's. If they know you're here we'll both be in so much trouble!" Harry scolds. "Well, we just won't let them know i'm here, then. Because I'm staying with you until the Weasley's pick us up." Y/n explains. "That's in a week!" Harry reminds. "Yeah, exactly." Y/n nods. Harry didn't reply, he was too busy contemplating. "Come on, you're the chosen you. If you can fight you-know-who, you can hide your best friend from your family." Y/n smiles. "I suppose." Harry nods. "Yes! This is going to be so much fun!" Y/n exclaims. "Quiet! Quiet!" Harry whispers. "Right, sorry." Y/n laughs.