'"Eww! What is that? Don't touch it!" cried a little girl with rosy red
cheeks and brown-ish and red-ish hair around 5 years of age.
"But I wanna know what it is!" replied a cute little boy with flaming red hair also around 5 years old.
The two children were standing next to a pile of orange-yellow goop about the size of a fist.
"I'm serious! Don't touch it! "yelled the girl. The boy inched closer to the goop.
"RON! You don't know what that is! George or Fred could have made It." said the little girl.
"But-but-but," replied Ron. The girl had Ron totally wrapped, but Ron wasn't that innocent. If one or the other didn't like something, the other wouldn't do it. They were friends until the very end, and were friends since the beginning, best friends.
"Kelly just because my brothers aren't too nice doesn't mean that they would put a joke on us." Ron said. Kelly looked at Ron with total disgust. Ron replied to the look with these words" Ok, fine it might be them, but they wouldn't ever hurt us. Would they?"
"Well guess you're right. They wouldn't hurt us," said Kelly.
The two walked up to the goop and Ron touched it. BOOM! Ron's face turned purple with green dots.
"Oh dear! I told you not to touch it, but in the end I agreed with you. This is all my fault." Kelly said. She started to cry. Ron didn't want her to be the only one crying, and a tear ran down his cheek.
Ron said, "Its ok. Don't worry. Ill have my mum fix it and make us some sandwiches, and maybe after we can finger paint with my new changing colour paints. MUM! "
"That would be fun. I don't think she will hear you. Let's go inside the Burrow." She gave a little giggle.
"Didn't I tell you not to call my house that?" Ron said with a smile.
"Yes, but it's funny!" she said, still giggling.
Ron reached for Kelly's hand, Kelly put her hand up to Ron's hand, and they walked inside together hand-in-hand. Kelly stayed with Ron as his mum changed him back into normal. It was a bit painful, but with Kelly next to Ron, comforting him, he didn't feel a thing. This was the life of Kelly and Ron. The only things they believed were spending days outside, tag, finger painting, and everything a normal 5-year-old wizard or witch would do. But is there really such a thing of normal?'
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'This was my life before it happened, before I changed, before Ron changed, before we grew up, before we made new friends, before Hogwarts, before it 'all' happened. I will tell you my first years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will try to remember the story of my life as well as I can, but it has been a while since it happened, not too long though. I can still remember most of it. I am not that old, even if I was, old people aren't that stupid. But just let me warn you now. Just because you and a friend or even your best friend promise to stay friends forever, doesn't mean it will definitely happen to be true. I learned that in a firsthand experience, unlike no other.
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"Ron, honey, wake up," said Molly Weasly, Ron's mother. Ron groaned, sat up, glanced at clock (saying 6:00 AM), and fell back into bed.
"Ron! Ron! You are going to be late! All of your brothers are ready, Ginny is too, and she's not even supposed too be going with us." Mrs. Weasly said becoming to get angry. Ron mumbled, "Mum…just …5 more…minutes…"
"Oh Ron, you have people waiting for you. Get up, chop chop." she said.
Ron simply ignored her.
"Umm… Mrs. Weasly?" said a gentle voice standing next to the wide open door.
"Kelly, come in dear." replied Mrs. Weasly and hand motioned her to come in.
"MUM ARE YOU CRAZY? I'M HARDLY WEARING ANYTHING!" whispered Ron as loud as he could without Kelly hearing it, but she heard anyway.
"Well, I though it might get you up. It worked didn't it?" Mrs. Weasly said with a smile. Kelly laughed as quietly as she could.
"That's not funny, Kelly. I would really appreciate if you, maybe… GOT OUT PERHAPS!" Ron said, practically yelling.
"You are such a boy! I only came in because I thought your mum should know that Fred and George are at it again." Kelly replied.
Mrs. Weasly got up very quickly, pulled out her wand and said, "I will be right back, or maybe I won't. You never know with two thirteen-year-olds around. Ron please get up right now and get dressed. Thank you very much, " as she left the room. The moment she stepped out she yelled "FRED! GEORGE!"
Ron quickly turned to Kelly and said, "I know you are my best friend, but there are some things you just can't see. So scoot!"
"Umm… Ron I suggest that you pick your blanket off the floor, because it is not covering you. And when your face turns as red as your hair, just remember that you are wearing trousers," Kelly said, half-laughing. As she predicted, Ron's face did turn as red as his hair. "I think that I'll be off now," she said sweetly and pranced out of the room, thinking, "Yes! I got him back, now me and him are even!"
A few minutes later Ron walked downstairs (fully dressed) to find the rest of the family sitting at the table, eating. Ron walked over to the table and sat down.
"Kelly! He's wearing clothes!" Ginny said while giggling.
"Oh great! You told Ginny. That's just dandy." Ron said.
Kelly replied, "It is, isn't it?"
"Good morning son" said Mr. Weasly.
"May I offer you some orange juice?" George said to Ron, while holding a cup of some purple gunk in a liquid-like form.
"Why is it purple?"
"Because it's new and improved!"
"No thanks, I'll pass. I'm still very tired."
"Rise and shine," said Fred.
"Not too shiny for you! Unless you want to shine all the shoes without magic before we leave." Mrs. Weasly said, still angry with her twins.
"Oh mum, you're such a party pooper. We told you already, nothing got blown up!" George announced cooly.
"George you are not to talk to your mother like that!" Mr. Weasly said.
George groaned and walked off to his room with Fred not too far behind.
"Kelly, I'm so sorry you had to see that." Mrs. Weasly said to Kelly.
"Oh, I don't mind. I've got parents too!" Kelly said and nudged Ron in the ribs with her elbow.
Kelly's parents were inventors. Their current project is to use electronics without electricity. Kelly spent more of her life in the Weasly's house than in her own because her house was filled with nothing but electronics and gadgets, and she was an only child.
"So how are your parents with the eflissaty?" said Mr. Weasly trying to make conversation.
"That's electricity, Mr. Weasly and they haven't found a way yet, but I'm sure they will soon. Please pass the toast, Ginny." Kelly said, with a hint of anxiousness, and glanced at Ron. Ginny handed her the toast, not suspecting a thing.
"Thanks Ginny."
"No problem at all."
"Oh, look at the time. Kelly and me better be off for a few minutes before we leave. C'mon Kelly." Ron said very quickly. Kelly was still holding a piece of toast in her hand while her and Ron headed for the front door.
"WAIT A MINUTE!" roared Mr. Weasly. Kelly and Ron froze in their steps.
"Er- yes?" Ron said extremely quietly.
"Where do you two think you are going? You two and the rest of us have to be at King's Cross by 11." Mr. Weasly said suspiciously.
"You are going Dad?" Ron asked.
"No, but everyone else is, and they won't wait for you!"
"Okay! Okay! We'll be back by 8:30." Ron said as he glanced at the clock, which said '8'.
"All right. Don't be a minute late!"
"We won't!" Kelly and Ron yelled at the same time. They hurried off and knew exactly where they were going, even though neither one of them said where.
"Have your parents found out yet?" Kelly asked Ron, as they were quickly walking.
"I don't think so, but they might have, you never know with parents." Ron said as he shrugged, and he sped up a bit.
"Ron, would you try walking slower? We have a half-hour. The Oak is only 5 minutes away."
"I would walk slower, but this is the last time before we go to Hogwarts, and I want to spend a long time there. So don't bug me about it, or we might as well go to the Willow."
"Well my house (Willow) isn't as cool as the Burrow (Ron's house)."
"I knew you'd agree with me! Why do we have 'nature' names for everything?"
"You don't always have to be right! I did get you back this morning… when your blanket was on the floor. That was so funny! And um I don't know why we have names for everything."
"It was not funny!"
Ron and Kelly were talking the whole way to the Oak. They were barely paying attention to where they were going. They knew the way there so good; that they could probably walk there blindfolded and tied together. And finally there it was the Oak. They approached an oak tree, about 4 feet in diameter, and about 15 feet tall. There was a large bush in front of it, about 3 feet tall, and 3 feet wide. The bush was so close to the tree that it was touching it. There was nothing odd looking about the tree. No one would know that the tree was dead, because it was indeed dead. It's canopy was covered with orange leaves. The leaves were so thick that you couldn't see the branches, it was almost as if there was a little room inside, then again maybe there was.
Ron stuck both hands into the bush, and parted it through the middle, behind it was a hole about 2 ½ feet tall at the base of the tree.
"C'mon, these branches kind of itch," Ron said to Kelly.
"I'm going, I'm going" she said in reply.
Kelly dropped to her knees and crawled through the hole. And Ron came shortly after.
Kelly and Ron tried to stand up in the hollow tree at the same time.
"Ouch! Ron!"
"Kelly, scoot over!"
"Let me get up first!"
"That would help."
" I would laugh, but I can't. The only thing I can do is yell."
"You are stepping on my hand!"
"Oh, sorry Ron. Lumos!" A small light came from a stick, obviously her newly bought wand.
"You already read your spell book?" Ron said, tucking his hand-me-down wand deep in his pocket.
"Only a little, just enough to know a few of the basics."
"Oh…"
"You can get up now"
"Oh yeah, I forgot." Ron slowly got up, careful not to get hurt, "We are getting too big for this."
"It wouldn't be so crammed if we went in one at a time, Sherlock."
"I'm backing up, hold on my dear Watson."
Ron backed up, wondering why this never happened before, because they never got crammed like that.
"Kelly, hurry it up, will you. The ground is most uncomfortable."
"I'm going." Kelly waited until Ron totally got out until she started climbing the ladder build onto the tree. She climbed up the 12-foot ladder, and pushed open the trap door at the top of it, and got in. She entered an 8' by 8' sized room. The ceiling is about 7 feet tall. "Ok Ron, I'm up. You can come up here right now. And be careful!"
"But I wanna know what it is!" replied a cute little boy with flaming red hair also around 5 years old.
The two children were standing next to a pile of orange-yellow goop about the size of a fist.
"I'm serious! Don't touch it! "yelled the girl. The boy inched closer to the goop.
"RON! You don't know what that is! George or Fred could have made It." said the little girl.
"But-but-but," replied Ron. The girl had Ron totally wrapped, but Ron wasn't that innocent. If one or the other didn't like something, the other wouldn't do it. They were friends until the very end, and were friends since the beginning, best friends.
"Kelly just because my brothers aren't too nice doesn't mean that they would put a joke on us." Ron said. Kelly looked at Ron with total disgust. Ron replied to the look with these words" Ok, fine it might be them, but they wouldn't ever hurt us. Would they?"
"Well guess you're right. They wouldn't hurt us," said Kelly.
The two walked up to the goop and Ron touched it. BOOM! Ron's face turned purple with green dots.
"Oh dear! I told you not to touch it, but in the end I agreed with you. This is all my fault." Kelly said. She started to cry. Ron didn't want her to be the only one crying, and a tear ran down his cheek.
Ron said, "Its ok. Don't worry. Ill have my mum fix it and make us some sandwiches, and maybe after we can finger paint with my new changing colour paints. MUM! "
"That would be fun. I don't think she will hear you. Let's go inside the Burrow." She gave a little giggle.
"Didn't I tell you not to call my house that?" Ron said with a smile.
"Yes, but it's funny!" she said, still giggling.
Ron reached for Kelly's hand, Kelly put her hand up to Ron's hand, and they walked inside together hand-in-hand. Kelly stayed with Ron as his mum changed him back into normal. It was a bit painful, but with Kelly next to Ron, comforting him, he didn't feel a thing. This was the life of Kelly and Ron. The only things they believed were spending days outside, tag, finger painting, and everything a normal 5-year-old wizard or witch would do. But is there really such a thing of normal?'
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'This was my life before it happened, before I changed, before Ron changed, before we grew up, before we made new friends, before Hogwarts, before it 'all' happened. I will tell you my first years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will try to remember the story of my life as well as I can, but it has been a while since it happened, not too long though. I can still remember most of it. I am not that old, even if I was, old people aren't that stupid. But just let me warn you now. Just because you and a friend or even your best friend promise to stay friends forever, doesn't mean it will definitely happen to be true. I learned that in a firsthand experience, unlike no other.
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"Ron, honey, wake up," said Molly Weasly, Ron's mother. Ron groaned, sat up, glanced at clock (saying 6:00 AM), and fell back into bed.
"Ron! Ron! You are going to be late! All of your brothers are ready, Ginny is too, and she's not even supposed too be going with us." Mrs. Weasly said becoming to get angry. Ron mumbled, "Mum…just …5 more…minutes…"
"Oh Ron, you have people waiting for you. Get up, chop chop." she said.
Ron simply ignored her.
"Umm… Mrs. Weasly?" said a gentle voice standing next to the wide open door.
"Kelly, come in dear." replied Mrs. Weasly and hand motioned her to come in.
"MUM ARE YOU CRAZY? I'M HARDLY WEARING ANYTHING!" whispered Ron as loud as he could without Kelly hearing it, but she heard anyway.
"Well, I though it might get you up. It worked didn't it?" Mrs. Weasly said with a smile. Kelly laughed as quietly as she could.
"That's not funny, Kelly. I would really appreciate if you, maybe… GOT OUT PERHAPS!" Ron said, practically yelling.
"You are such a boy! I only came in because I thought your mum should know that Fred and George are at it again." Kelly replied.
Mrs. Weasly got up very quickly, pulled out her wand and said, "I will be right back, or maybe I won't. You never know with two thirteen-year-olds around. Ron please get up right now and get dressed. Thank you very much, " as she left the room. The moment she stepped out she yelled "FRED! GEORGE!"
Ron quickly turned to Kelly and said, "I know you are my best friend, but there are some things you just can't see. So scoot!"
"Umm… Ron I suggest that you pick your blanket off the floor, because it is not covering you. And when your face turns as red as your hair, just remember that you are wearing trousers," Kelly said, half-laughing. As she predicted, Ron's face did turn as red as his hair. "I think that I'll be off now," she said sweetly and pranced out of the room, thinking, "Yes! I got him back, now me and him are even!"
A few minutes later Ron walked downstairs (fully dressed) to find the rest of the family sitting at the table, eating. Ron walked over to the table and sat down.
"Kelly! He's wearing clothes!" Ginny said while giggling.
"Oh great! You told Ginny. That's just dandy." Ron said.
Kelly replied, "It is, isn't it?"
"Good morning son" said Mr. Weasly.
"May I offer you some orange juice?" George said to Ron, while holding a cup of some purple gunk in a liquid-like form.
"Why is it purple?"
"Because it's new and improved!"
"No thanks, I'll pass. I'm still very tired."
"Rise and shine," said Fred.
"Not too shiny for you! Unless you want to shine all the shoes without magic before we leave." Mrs. Weasly said, still angry with her twins.
"Oh mum, you're such a party pooper. We told you already, nothing got blown up!" George announced cooly.
"George you are not to talk to your mother like that!" Mr. Weasly said.
George groaned and walked off to his room with Fred not too far behind.
"Kelly, I'm so sorry you had to see that." Mrs. Weasly said to Kelly.
"Oh, I don't mind. I've got parents too!" Kelly said and nudged Ron in the ribs with her elbow.
Kelly's parents were inventors. Their current project is to use electronics without electricity. Kelly spent more of her life in the Weasly's house than in her own because her house was filled with nothing but electronics and gadgets, and she was an only child.
"So how are your parents with the eflissaty?" said Mr. Weasly trying to make conversation.
"That's electricity, Mr. Weasly and they haven't found a way yet, but I'm sure they will soon. Please pass the toast, Ginny." Kelly said, with a hint of anxiousness, and glanced at Ron. Ginny handed her the toast, not suspecting a thing.
"Thanks Ginny."
"No problem at all."
"Oh, look at the time. Kelly and me better be off for a few minutes before we leave. C'mon Kelly." Ron said very quickly. Kelly was still holding a piece of toast in her hand while her and Ron headed for the front door.
"WAIT A MINUTE!" roared Mr. Weasly. Kelly and Ron froze in their steps.
"Er- yes?" Ron said extremely quietly.
"Where do you two think you are going? You two and the rest of us have to be at King's Cross by 11." Mr. Weasly said suspiciously.
"You are going Dad?" Ron asked.
"No, but everyone else is, and they won't wait for you!"
"Okay! Okay! We'll be back by 8:30." Ron said as he glanced at the clock, which said '8'.
"All right. Don't be a minute late!"
"We won't!" Kelly and Ron yelled at the same time. They hurried off and knew exactly where they were going, even though neither one of them said where.
"Have your parents found out yet?" Kelly asked Ron, as they were quickly walking.
"I don't think so, but they might have, you never know with parents." Ron said as he shrugged, and he sped up a bit.
"Ron, would you try walking slower? We have a half-hour. The Oak is only 5 minutes away."
"I would walk slower, but this is the last time before we go to Hogwarts, and I want to spend a long time there. So don't bug me about it, or we might as well go to the Willow."
"Well my house (Willow) isn't as cool as the Burrow (Ron's house)."
"I knew you'd agree with me! Why do we have 'nature' names for everything?"
"You don't always have to be right! I did get you back this morning… when your blanket was on the floor. That was so funny! And um I don't know why we have names for everything."
"It was not funny!"
Ron and Kelly were talking the whole way to the Oak. They were barely paying attention to where they were going. They knew the way there so good; that they could probably walk there blindfolded and tied together. And finally there it was the Oak. They approached an oak tree, about 4 feet in diameter, and about 15 feet tall. There was a large bush in front of it, about 3 feet tall, and 3 feet wide. The bush was so close to the tree that it was touching it. There was nothing odd looking about the tree. No one would know that the tree was dead, because it was indeed dead. It's canopy was covered with orange leaves. The leaves were so thick that you couldn't see the branches, it was almost as if there was a little room inside, then again maybe there was.
Ron stuck both hands into the bush, and parted it through the middle, behind it was a hole about 2 ½ feet tall at the base of the tree.
"C'mon, these branches kind of itch," Ron said to Kelly.
"I'm going, I'm going" she said in reply.
Kelly dropped to her knees and crawled through the hole. And Ron came shortly after.
Kelly and Ron tried to stand up in the hollow tree at the same time.
"Ouch! Ron!"
"Kelly, scoot over!"
"Let me get up first!"
"That would help."
" I would laugh, but I can't. The only thing I can do is yell."
"You are stepping on my hand!"
"Oh, sorry Ron. Lumos!" A small light came from a stick, obviously her newly bought wand.
"You already read your spell book?" Ron said, tucking his hand-me-down wand deep in his pocket.
"Only a little, just enough to know a few of the basics."
"Oh…"
"You can get up now"
"Oh yeah, I forgot." Ron slowly got up, careful not to get hurt, "We are getting too big for this."
"It wouldn't be so crammed if we went in one at a time, Sherlock."
"I'm backing up, hold on my dear Watson."
Ron backed up, wondering why this never happened before, because they never got crammed like that.
"Kelly, hurry it up, will you. The ground is most uncomfortable."
"I'm going." Kelly waited until Ron totally got out until she started climbing the ladder build onto the tree. She climbed up the 12-foot ladder, and pushed open the trap door at the top of it, and got in. She entered an 8' by 8' sized room. The ceiling is about 7 feet tall. "Ok Ron, I'm up. You can come up here right now. And be careful!"