"Get up." his aunt called from the other side of the door.

"Alright Auntie," he called back. Harry was a ten-year-old boy, well right now he was a tired ten year old since he stayed up late last night reading by the light coming through the window to his room. slowly he woke up and felt around his room for his things. Pulling on his shirt his aunt was back at the door.

"Up yet? I want you to look after breakfast." She said from the other side of his door.

"I'm up, I'm up," he said through his shirt and hurried to get ready. It was his cousins birthday which meant that the house was going to be empty for most of the day, a great day for borrowing.

[[Can't believe that no one has explored this concept. Harry Potter being a Borrower? It's genius. I'll see how much more I write on this and yes I tried a fake-out, did I fool you? I hope so. I also do not own The Borrowers or any Harry Potter rights. Until next thing.]]