"Harry!" I shout, attacking the brown haired boy in a hug. 

"Y/n!" Harry smiles, hugging me back, "How are you?"

"Great! But better since I'm spending until September with you," I say, picking up my trunk and skipping up the stairs.

"I honestly can't believe Aunt Petunia suggested you stay with us," Harry says, following behind me. 

"What can I say? I'm just that great," I smirk, falling onto his bed. 

"Guess you are," Harry says with a smile.

"Oh! Talking bout your Aunt I need to speak with her, be right back!" I say before rushing down the stairs, Harry saying a hesitant 'Alright.'

"Mrs Dursley!" I smile running up to the slender woman. 

"Y/n. Hope you enjoy your stay," Petunia says, not bothering to look up from the counter she was scrubbing.

"Thank you for letting me stay," I say, making her look up.

"You're mother was a close friend to my sister, she helped her through things I wasn't able to. Although my relationship with Lily wasn't good she was still my sister, and I appreciate your mother for being there for Lily." Petunia says, before looking up towards Harry's room, "Go on then, Harry's waiting for you."

I nod before running back up the stairs and into Harry's room.

"Were you too occupied trying to be my Aunts only favourite friend I have?" Harry scoffs sarcastically as I jump onto his bed.

"Exactly so," I smirk, watching him draw on a piece of parchment, "So anything gonna happen during the holidays?" 

"Not that I know of. But Aunt Petunia has put the whole house on a diet, you know, cause of Dudley. But don't worry, I have snacks stashed for us." Harry says. 

"Well mum bought me a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup." I say, taking an envelope out of my backpack. 

"No way!" Harry grins, "I guess I'll be going a week without you being here then," he frowns. 

"No you won't, I don't wanna go if that means you can't come." I say, shoving the envelope back into my bag. 

"You don't have to! I'll feel bad! Go and live your best life!" Harry exclaims, standing on his bed and lifting a fist to the air, making me laugh. 

"Sir Potter! I could never leave you in this treacherous house alone!" I say, standing up on the bed with him. 

"No my dearest L/n! Not while the starving dragon Dudley roams in this haunted castle!" Harry says, jumping off his bed and grabbing a piece of parchment off his desk. 

"We shall die together then!" I say, falling onto the bed. 

Harry had finished making the piece of parchment in his hands into a crown and smiled, "You shall go and rule our kingdom alone!" he says, placing the paper crown on my head. 

"Will you two shut up?!" Dudley asks, storming into the room. 

"The dragon has come to eat his prisoners!" Y/n squeals, running around the room as Dudley began chasing her. 

"Stop being an annoying brat!" Dudley shouts.

"And then death! Both Queen L/n and King Potter die a tragic death!" Harry shouts, dramatically falling to the ground as Y/n followed suit. 

"You two are so annoying!" Dudley whines before rushing out the room to his mother.

(A/n: I wanted to write a chapter dedicated to Harry and Y/n's friendship. Like I'm sorry but they're too cute! Friendship goals. Yeah that's all I wanted to say.)