We finally made it to England.

We grabbed our luggages and walked off the plane.

My mum called a taxi to come and pick us up to take us to our new home that my mum bought.

About 20 minutes later, a taxi came and picked us up.

We lived on number 6, Private Drive.

It took us about half an hour to get to our new home.

Once we got there, I ran upstairs and plopped on my bed.

"Ugggghhh!!!!!! Finally!!!" I groaned.

I rolled of my bed and hit the ground. I didn't realise how close to the edge I was.

"Uuuugh" I groaned trying to get up off of the slippery wood flooring.

I stood up and fixed my hair back to the way it was styled. I like to keep my hair in the teased, fringed banged way.

I opened my luggage and put my skinnies in my drawer and my band-tees in my closet.

I lived my room. It wasn't too small nor too big. It had light blue walls, wood flooring, a black dresser, and a not to small not too big walk in closet.

"I love my room." I mumbled to myself.

Just then, my mum walked in my room and said, "Do you like your room?"

"Mmhmm." I said smiling and looking around.

I walked over to my black dresser that had a light blue stereo where I could plug in my iPod in.

"Thanks for the stereo" i said looking at it.

"Well. You do love music. It was on sale, and I thought you'd like it." She said smiling.

I nodded plugging in the iPod.

"Well. The neighbours at number four, Private Drive came over and asked us if we'd come to dinner tonight. I said yes, so get ready. Wear something nice please." My mum stated.

"But all I have are ripped black skinnies and band-tees." I said

"Either find a pair of skinnies that aren't ripped and a shirt that doesn't have swear words or I'll make you wear a dress that has pink on it." My mum protested.

"I'll go with the first idea." I said

My mum nodded and headed to her room to get ready.

I went on my iPod going to the music selection. I turned on the BOTDF song I was listening to on the plane.

I shut the door and walked over to the dresser and found my last pair of black skinnies that weren't ripped. I then walked to my closet and grabbed my black All-Time-Low t-shirt that only had the logo on it.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! WHORES AND SLUTS! STEP RIGHT UP! BEHIND THIS CURTAIN IS WHERE ALL YOUR FANTASIES COME TO LIFE! THIS IS A PLACE WHERE YOU CAN ESCAPE! WELCOME TO...CANDYLAND!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"CLOVER! SHUT UP!" My mum yelled at me.

I mocked her after she yelled at me to shut up.

I got dressed and got my hair products, brush, comb, hair straightener, and walked to the bathroom.

I stood in front of the mirror, hands on the sink, leaning, and stared at myself for a good 5 minutes.

I hated the way I looked.

I felt ugly.

I felt fat.

I finally looked down in the sink. Thinking. About random stuff. Being paranoid if the neighbours didn't like me. If I'd make a mistake and embarrass myself in front of everyone. All that stuff.

I grabbed one of my hair products and applied it to my hair.

I took my hair straightener and started straightening my hair.

I then took the comb and teased my hair.

I grabbed the hair spray and spayed it in my hair.

I made last minute touch ups to fix my hair.

I changed my gauges to the black one a got on my birthday last month. I had gauges for a few months now and I love them. I'm staying the small size because I absolutely DO NOT want my ears hanging all the way down to the floor and dragging.

I left my hair products and things I brought in the bathroom. I walked in my mums' room to her putting on her earrings. She was wearing a light blue cocktail dress wither blue gem earrings I'd bought her on mother's day.

"How bout this?" I asked walking in the room.

"Perfect. How about me?" She asked.

"Hmmm..I guess it'll do." I said sarcastically.

"Well then missy. I guess you won't be getting any double chocolate mousse cake tonight when we get home." She said smiling sarcastically.

"You look PERFECT. Just BEAUTIFUL." I said emphasising 'perfect' and 'beautiful'.

"I better look beautiful and perfect," She said laughing. She looked at her watch and said, "Oh. We're going to be late. We got to go."

She was pushing my out of her bedroom and down the stairs. I quickly slipped on my combat boots and ran outside. Me and my mum walked to number four, Private Drive.

We knocked on the door and a chubby boy answered the door.

"Hello. Come in." He stated smiling.

"Hello dear." My mum said trying to be nice.

"Hi." I said smiling trying to be nice.

He'd given me a weird look. I knew it was the way I was dressed. My smile went to down. I was mad. I hate when people gave me weird looks. In exchange, I gave him a mean look. He went wide-eyed and I could see the fear in his eyes. I turned my head away and look forward.

We seen a skinny, horse faced, woman and a fat, gray haired man smiling and dressed nicely.

"Hello. You must be the Armstrongs." The lady said. The man and the lady gave me a weird look, just like the chubby boy did. In exchange, I gave em' a mean look. They looked kind of scared at my look and quickly looked away.

"Hello. And you're the Dursley's I suppose." My mum said shaking hands with the man and lady.

"I'm Petunia." The lady said

"I'm Vernon and this is our son, Dudley." He said as the chubby boy walked into the room.

"Nice to meet you. This is Clover and I'm Alice." My mum said.

"Nice to meet you two," Petunia said smiling, "The dinner table is over here. Dinner is just about ready."

Me and my mum sat down at the table. Dudley and Vernon came and say down with us. Petunia went to the oven and pulled out a pork roast. She put that pork roast down on the counter and walked to the refrigerator and took out a bowl of salad and some dressing.

While we were waiting my mum was telling Vernon about her work while Petunia listened.

"My Dudley is going to Smeltings. Where is Clover going to school at?" Petunia asked while cutting up the roast in slices.

My mum hesitated for a moment then she said, "Well. I want her to go to a boarding school. We just don't know which one yet."

"Well that sounds nice." Petunia said bringing over the roast.

My mum nodded and said, "Yeah. And thank you for the dinner. We really appreciate it."

"You're welcome. It's just a welcoming dinner. We also have desert too if you'd like to stay for that." Petunia said

"That'd be great." My mum said smiling.

Petunia came over with the roast on a fancy plate with the roast on it. She sat it down and walked over to the counter where the potatoes, gravy, and veggies were. She grabbed the bowl of mashed potatoes and took it over to the table. She went back to the counter and grabbed the gravy and veggies and sat them down.

"Would you like anything drink? Water, wine?" Petunia asked.

"Water is fine." My mum said smiling.

"You?" Petunia asked looking at me.

"Water please." I said.

Petunia nodded and walked over to the cabinet and grabbed two glasses and filled them with water.

She walked over to the table, sat our drinks down.

My mum grabbed the fork and knife and took a piece of pork. As did I.

In the middle of dinner i seen a boy with black hair and round glasses running down the stairs out of the corner of my eye. In front of him, was a small house elf wearing a torn up pillow case as a piece of clothing.

I seen the boy whisper to him panickly and try to stop him from doing something.

Instantly, I knew the boy was a wizard.

Just then I seen the chocolate mousse cake levitate across the room over Dudley's head.

Petunia, Vernon, my mum, and I all seen it and went wide eyed and looking over Dudley's head.

Dudley seen us have wide eyes and looking above his head. He lifted his head and seen the chocolate mousse cake and let out a scream.

Next thing we all knew is that....the cake fell. Right on his face.

"Ahhh!!!" Petunia yelled

Vernon glared at the boy who stood in shock staring at all of us and mumbled a few curse words to himself.

I tried my hardest trying not laugh. I put my hand over my mouth and tried to keep a straight face.

Petunia ran into the kitchen and grabbed a towel. She cleaned up Dudley and told him to go change his cloths.

"We must be going. We don't want to get in your way." My mum said trying to be polite.

"It's okay. Really. You're fine to stay." She stated.

"Oh no. We're fine. We have to get back to unpacking anyways." My mum replied

The boy was still standing by the door. He seen me. The one thing he didn't do was not give me a weird or mean look. He actually smiled. I smiled back. I wondered if he was going to Hogwarts like I was. If he was, then I guess I've made a new friend.

Me and my mum headed said our goodbye's and thank you's a d started to leave.

Right as I was about to walk out the door the boy stopped me and said, "I'm Harry."

"I'm Clover." I said.

After that, me and my mum left.

We walked into our house.

"Mum." I said

"Yeah hun?"

"You know that boy that came down from up stairs?" I asked

"Yeah. What about it?"

"He's a wizard." I said, "And I seen the scar on his forehead. It was Harry Potter."

"Oh." My mum said, "well maybe you two can be friends. You can go over there tomorrow if you'd like."

"Okay." I said

I ran up stairs. I got changed in to my pj's and went to bed.