Sexy Simon Harry

Kelly scribbled on her paper, ‘Boy is this class boring! That’s what I get for listening to my dad. Oh well, let me see if I can get someone to talk.’ She spun around in her seat only to catch a glimpse of Simon looking out the door.

Kelly sucked in a breath, as she looked Simon over. His brown hair was ruffled in the most usual way that gave him a very attractive look. He batted his eyelashes effectively looking intimate with his gray brown eyes. She took in the soft glare his glasses and the fine curve of his neck.

The moment was broken and Simon waved at someone outside of the boy letting his smile inflate his cheeks giving him rather foolish drunken smile. She shook off the shock of Simon looks, that just for a second he looked sexy. Someone else came to mind, Harry. ‘When was the last time you saw that boy? Maybe when you were ten. Five years, five years ago was the last time I saw him. I miss him.’

"Oh, wait, that’s not Matthew." Simon said pulling his arm back foolishly. Kelly looked at the boy who had stopped in front of the door. It was a spitting image of Simon except he had unruly black hair, striking emerald green eyes, and a horrible looking lighting scar. ‘HARRY!’ She wanted to scream but she just gasped as he dashed out of the doorway. She scrambled out of her chair for the hallway pass and was off out the door.

"Wait!" Kelly silently hissed running down the hallway to the paused figure. ‘How’d he get all the way over there?’ She draped her tired self on him barely panting, "How did you get over here that fast? Are you a sprinter at your school?" He smiled down at her wind brushing his hair over his eyes. ‘Wind?’ Letting him go she turned to see they were in the near by trees of the school.

"Easy, I Apparated just like I did now." Harry said a hint of laughter in his voice. "Apparate?" She said looking around confused. "Apparate, take my body from one spot to another in an instant." She laughed, "Right, and I’m a ninety pound Play Boy bunny model!" He grinned, "You don’t believe me. Come on I want to show you my world."

He pulled her arm and she jerked it back, "Hold your horses Harry. You show up unexpected on a two hour day to a school you have never attended, you somehow drag me to the nearly by field without me knowing it, and then you expect me to go with you to Florida!"

He frowned, "I never said anything about Florida."

"Harry, your Uncle said that you moved to Florida."

Harry seemed upset, "Kelly trust me. I’ve missed you and the pain of not having my best friend next to me had become unbearable for quite a few reasons." She folded her arms together and tapped her foot, "What reasons are those?" He groaned, "Kelly not now. You were always like this. Needing to know something before you decided to break the rules." She growled, "NOW!" He pushed her back as she forced him back, "All right! I wanted to show you want has become of me. I wanted to come back here to see you, because I want us to be best friends again. Someone has taken your place and I don’t want him to, I’ve just realized it. Lastly Kelly, I know how much you’ve always loved magic and I want to give it to you."

She was staring at him with loving eyes, "All right Harry but only two hours. Then we have to be here or I’ll miss my bus."

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‘Where am I?’ Kelly thought. Harry had grabbed her hand, and they had seemed to slip into another time. She looked around at people dressed in bonnets, robes, tattered garments, tall pointy hats, and some who weren’t dress at all. A small transparent fairy touched down on Harry’s head, "Welcome back Potter. Who have you brought with you?"

Harry didn’t seemed at all phase by the little fairy tale creature, "Rain, this is Kelly, she’s a muggle on a trip here. I need some items so she won’t stick out like a sore thumb. Could you help me there? I promise I’ll not cause any trouble." The fairy seemed to hesitate but with a twinkle the thing was gone and returned just as quickly, "Look behind you muggle Kelly." Kelly turned to see a small bundle of brown paper and string, "Harry what is this?"

Harry didn’t answer just led the way to a nameless shop that was filled with lockers and closets of all sorts. "Here, step in there and change. Be sure to take off all those ridiculous accessories and your clothes and put the stuff in the bundle on. You must put them on so people will stop looking at you." Kelly hadn’t noticed it but now she did. People who seemed to be pulling brooms out of closets stared at her, while others put on robes and hats.

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"There, are you happy no-" Kelly stopped looking upon Harry with awed eyes. ‘Yeah so he looked good in that ugly flannel that no doubt was a Dudley hand-me-down, but that black robe outdoes it.’ He smiled back at her, "Well come on. My broom can handle two but let me drive."

Kelly laughed when Harry mounted the broom and beckoned her to come on, "You’re joking right?" He shook his hand pointed in front of him to a man that had kicked off and left the building through the open sun light on his broom. "All right. Harry this isn’t a joke anymore, you’ve got some explaining to do." She climbed onto the broom and wrapped her arms around Harry. "Easy now I don’t want to pass out while flying." He laughed. Kelly buried her face in the folds of his cloak and into his neck as they left the ground.

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"Well here we are. I think my school is a tad better then yours." Harry smiled. Kelly fell of the broom vomiting the whole while as she scrambled to the nearest bush. Harry drew back gasping for clean air, "I take it you’re not a flying person." She quickly reappeared from behind the bush; "You have LOTS of explaining to do."