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"This heart it beats beats for only you."

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The alarm went off at 6 a.m. on the dot; of course Harry had been up way before that. He couldn't get relaxed enough to get more than two hours sleep tops. Every time he's be welcomed to the bliss of oblivion something or another would pop up and he'd spend his valuable sleep time on worrying about Ol' Voldy still gallivanting through jolly old England, or he'd be nervous about his first day in a muggle school in almost seven years. He could barely remember what it was like to walk down a school corridor and not see friendly, transparent ghosts float past or magical pranks gone amuck one way or another.

But the thing that turned his blood aflame and make his heart beat heard and loud in his ears in sync with the butterflies in his stomach was Bella. Simply, Bella. The beautiful creature that looked so annoyed, yet so troubled. He'd never seen nor heard anything like her, not even in the magical world. Sure, he'd that puppy dog crush on Cho those few years, and yeah he'd actually had a "thing" with Ron's younger sister, Ginny, but he'd never felt anything this… out of this world? But that's just it; they weren't in their world anymore.

With a heavy sigh he got out of bed and got dressed for whatever life was going to throw at him that day.

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When Harry finally came down stairs he wasn't surprised to find Hermione re-re-organizing her school supplies in her backpack, and Ron falling asleep in his oatmeal, jetlag was a 'you-know-what'.

"Hermione?" Harry said.

"Hmmm?" She answered, not even looking up from her task.

"You might wanna save Ron from drowning, it'd be a bad way to start his day, don't ya think?"

"What?" She finally looked up and saw Harry gesturing towards Ron, who was about to inhale his breakfast from his nose.

"RON!" She yelled.

"Wha??!! The answer is seven lizard liver Professor. I-I-I…" He was frantically looking around for the teacher while 'casually' trying to whip off the drool from his face.

Harry and Hermione thought this was freaking hilarious.

Once he could get his breath back Harry tried to coax Ron back down, "Ron, its okay, we're not at school."

"Yet." Hermione added.

"Well, we're not at Hogwarts." Harry tried again.

"Ugh, don't remind me." Ron whined, putting his head in his hands.

"Yeah well…theres nothing we can do about that." Harry replied quietly.

"Well, enough of this funeral service atmostsphere." Hermione said hopping up, "Come on boys, we got to go or we'll be late."

Then it hit Harry, "Um, Hermione?"

"Yes?" She called back.

"How exactly are we getting to school? Jake already left with the only car."

"No he didn't." Seeing his quizzical look, "Go look outside."

About two seconds after he walked out of the house his jaw dropped. He didn't dare believe what his eyes were trying to tell him. "I don't believe it."

"Believe it." Hermione said somewhere behind him.

"What model?" Was the next genius sentence that tumbled out of Harry's mouth?

"It's a '69 Corvette."

"But I thought was had to lie low and try to fit in?" Ron said.

"I know, but I just couldn't resist! I mean look at it." She squealed clapping her hands together.

It was true; it sure was a beaut, deep crimson red with two black racing strips running along the top, custom made with gold looking leather seats, even a back seat.

"Wow, can you be anymore of a Gryffindor?" Ron asked.

"What?" Hermione didn't get it.

Harry did, "Oh my gods, Hermione, they're Gryffindor colors."

"Oh, they are, aren't they?"

"Duh." The two boys replied in unison.

"Oh, well, they just looked good together I didn't even think about it."

"Wait, you helped design the car?" harry asked.

Hermione nodded.

"Where'd you get the money? And can you even drive." Ron asked astonished.

"I've been saving up for a while, and wizard money is worth much more in muggle money and a whole lot more in America. And of course I can drive it, I have my American drivers license."

Both boys were just left flabbergasted.

"Hermione, how is it that you never cease to amaze me?" Ron asked.

"It's a gift." She smirked. "Now, hop in boys." She got behind the wheel and pulled out her shades.

Harry got shotgun and Ron got the cramped back.

'Here's nothing….see ya soon…Bella.' Harry thought

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"My heart it beats for you. My heart is yours."

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