Chapter 39 :Cauldron!

Harry chuckled, "yes, he's like that. Are you from America Percy? Your accent sounds like it."

Percy nodded, "yeah, I'm from America, New York specifically. But please, don't call me a Yanky, I don't like it. And if you do I'll throw you into the pond."

Harry laughed, "alright I promise, no yanky calling. Although it would be hard pressed to find me a pond anywhere here, you would have to drag me pretty far away to find one to dump me in."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "ah, no, not really. There a small pond right down the road in the park."

Harry blinked, "really? There is?"

"Yeah, how do you not know this? Have you been living here long?"

Harry lowered his head, "all my life. I...I don't get out much."

Percy groaned, "oh, right. Sorry about that. I figured that might be the case. No disrespect, but your family is fuckign crazy man!"

Harry perked up at that, a smile almost threatened to break as he beamed at Percy, "no one ever said that before."

"What? Really? No one?"

"No, everyone here thinks they are the perfect family," Harry shivered.

"Wow, that's stupid. Anyone with common sense would know these people are crazy," Percy rolled his eyes, "you know the first time I meet your cousin he was chasing down this guy to beat up?"

"Yeah, Dudley does that. He's always been sort of a bully."

"Yeah, and so I was like, 'no way fat boy!' and then he tried to punch me! Like, I just met this guy and he tried to punch in, in the face! But then the idiot went and broke his wrist and then blamed me for that!"

"Wait, how did he break his wrist?"

Percy shrugged, "beats me. All I did was stand there and take it."

Harry sighed, "I'm sorry about him, I really am. Please don't think about it though, the more you do the bigger headache you get, trust me on this."

Percy chuckled, "yeah, I bet. Anyway Harry I'm surprised seeing you out here, didn't think you would be out here gardening first thing in the morning."

"First thing? It's almost noon."

Percy scratched his cheek giving a nervous chuckle, "I, ah, I'm not the best with time."

Harry smiled, "well to answer your question my aunt Petunia asked me to attend to the garden. She gives me chores to do, and I sort of have to do it."

"Chores the day after you return? And you British call us uncultured," Percy looked around and found no one else outside besides him and Harry. He smiled and turned to Harry, "need help?"

Harry blinked, "what? Oh, no, I couldn't possibly ask you to do this."

"Oh relax Harry, it won't take a second," Percy whipped out his wand and Harry gasped at the sight of it. Percy then waved a basic Herbology weeding spell and overpowered it causing every single weed in the garden, and a small rose bush, to disappear in a poff of smoke.

Percy slid the wand back into his sleeve and smiled, "there we go. Sorry about the rose bush, herbology was never my favorite subject."

"Y-you're, you're a wizard!" Harry hissed in wonder.

Percy nodded with a smile, "yup!"

Harry's jaw dropped as he looked from the now cleared garden to the inside of number four. He looked like he was waiting for his aunt or someone to come bursting out and yelling up a storm.

Percy looked worried, Harry looked very scared. "You okay Harry? You look like you're about to meet the devil himself."

"I...I'm fine, it's just my family doesn't really like...well, people like us."

"You means wizards?"

Harry nodded, "yes. They aren't the nicest people when it comes to magic."

Percy nodded, "I figured. One time I managed to piss off Dudley bad, he called me a freak and told me I was just like his cousin. I'm assuming they called you a freak because of magic?"

Harry stiffened at the question before slowly nodding, "y-yes."

Percy narrowed his eyes, he wasn't blind, the poor kid probably had an impossible time with these people. Percy wished he could do something to get them back, maybe….Percy slowly smiled.

"Hey Harry, come with me," Percy turned around and walked to his home.

"I'm sorry what?" Harry asked looking at Percy's retreating form, "why?"

"Because I'm going to show you something fun!" Percy called behind him. Harry looked conflicted between trying to avoid getting shouted at and following Percy. But in the end curiosity won out and Harry ran to the older boy.

Percy took out his wand and unlocked his magically locked door and stepped inside, "welcome to camp Percy! Population 2, including you that is."

Harry blinked as he looked around the place, "you don't have much do you?"

"No, never got around to decorating, though now I got a lot of free time in my hands I just might do that," Percy locked the door behind them and walked to the cupboard. He opened it and quickly took out a cauldron and looked at the ingredients.

"Let's see I'm going to need this, this, maybe this. Hm...no, that would be over kill," Percy picked out ingredients with a particular potion in mind.

Harry looked over Percy's shoulder and gasped at the cupboard full of neatly stacked magical items, "this is amazing!"

"Thanks, I just arranged them this morning. Had them all out , was studying forbefore my OWLs," Percy quickly got what he needed and got out closing the door behind him, "you're in Hogwarts right?"

"Right. I just finished my third year," Harry followed Percy to kitchen where the boy summoned water into the cauldron. Harry gasped, "how did you do that?!"

Percy raised an eyebrow, "what do you mean?"

"You just summoned a cauldron full of water!"

"And?"

"Without a wand!"

"Oh, well I'm kind of unnaturally good with water magic," Percy shrugged, "anyway tell me about Hogwarts would you. I'm maybe going there next year, I want to know all about it."

"Ah, but why? Isn't there a wizarding school in America?"