Harry Potter Meets the Baudelaire Orphans 2: Reuniting
Chapter One
A/N: I had to make a sequel…As we all know, in Mr. Harry James Potter's 7th year at Hogwarts School for witchcraft and wizardry, he came across some unfamiliar visitors. He, Hermione, and Ron met the Baudelaire Orphans, and went through the year with some good and bad experiences. But, they were separated at the end of the year, and didn't see each other again. Well, at least not until now. R&R please, NO FLAMES.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or ASOUE. They belong to J.K. Rowling and Lemony Snicket. Thank you, and do not sue please!
Harry Potter hadn't been to Hogwarts for ten years on that day. He, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger were sitting in a local bar, having some butterbeer's. They really weren't what you would call 'celebrating', more like having a joyous night for no reason what so ever. Harry, Hermione, and Ron probably didn't even realize that it had been the ten-year mark. So, for the passed ten years, Harry, Hermione and Ron had tried to find more time together, but they were finding it more difficult. Hermione had become a worker in the department of mysteries in the ministry, which had improved by a great a mouth since Voldemort's death. Rufus Scrimgeour was fired, to be replaced by a much more trusting, kind, and funny person. He believed Harry's every word. His name was Bash VonRut. Of course, Harry had lost his popularity after Voldemort left. Harry's scar stopped burning and he had no more horrible dreams… Anyway, Hermione had gotten a job as head secretary in the department of mysteries, which honestly, wasn't really a mystery anymore. She didn't look much different, but instead of her hair being fuzzy and very curly, it was a regular curly and it was definitely not fuzzy anymore. She was still as smart as ever, if more. Then, there was Ron. He was working a summer job at the leaky cauldron, as the after-hours janitor. He worked daily in the ministry, doing a series of things, things that he could do and not break anything, that is. He was also working part time at the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, which was still up and running, and owned by Fred and George. Ron was still tall and skinny, and had red hair. None of the three had married, but Ron was considering asking Hermione out before someone else did.
Now, Harry was a different story. Harry didn't have a job, but was hoping to fulfill his dream of becoming an Auror. Even if it meant working in the ministry he once deeply hated. He was still visiting Sirius when he got the chance, but was otherwise taking care of himself, and living alone in a house in Surrey. He decided to keep an eye on the Dorsey's'; just in case, although, he wouldn't mind them being eaten, or killed, or anything else like that…
"I remember 7th year, in muggle relations, our teacher was telling us about something that muggle kids, especially in America, have to learn about. It was called: The Rock Cycle. Dear me, it was so boring. I can remember the exact words. 'Igneous rock is rock that is made from molten lava or magma, that has cooled underneath the Earth's surface.'" Hermione said, obviously being the only one remembering the ten-year mark. Harry and Ron chuckled.
"Right, and why are you telling us this, Hermione?" Ron asked. Hermione stared at him.
"Don't you remember?" She asked. Ron shook his head, and she looked at Harry. Harry also shook his head. "HELLO! It has been ten years from today since we were last at Hogwarts! Weren't either of you paying any attention to the date?" She yelled at them.
"Do we ever?" Harry asked. "No, really. I totally forgot that that was today." He said to her. He pondered through his mind, trying to remember his last day at Hogwarts…
"I can't remember that last day, though." Ron said, frowning a little.
"Neither can I…" Hermione said, which was shocking, since Hermione rarely forgot things.
"Nor can I." Said Harry. He tried and tried, but his mind was just blank… although, he slightly remembered saying goodbye, crying, and yet, understanding and being happy. His own slight memories confused him, and that worried him.
"You okay, Harry?" Hermione asked. Harry shook his head and came back to reality. He nodded, and sipped his butterbeer. This was going to hang over him; he had to figure out what happened…
SNAP!
It sparked in his mind. He could remember what happed, or it least he could remember parts of it… He remembered Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire having to leave that day. Harry remember how sad he was, and that they had nowhere to go, and wouldn't be okay. The next thing he remembered was saying goodbye, and then they disappeared, followed by a 17-year-old Harry to try and catch them, and then started sobbing. Then next thing though, was he remembered thinking on the train back to King's cross: The Baudelaire's will be fine, they can help themselves… I'm going to be okay, too. I know I will see them again, and I'll just have to wait…Harry wondered where they were. If they were okay. What if they weren't? Harry would be devastated…
"You sure you're okay, mate?" Ron asked from behind Harry. Harry suddenly remembered that he was still in a pub.
"Um, yeah, I'm fine. Hey, do you two remember Violet, Klaus and Sunny?" He asked.
"Now that you mention it, I think I do… you went out with Violet, right?" Hermione asked back. Harry nodded.
"Hey, I remember that! I remember being dateless because Klaus asked Hermione, and no one would say 'yes' to me…" Ron said, his voice saddening. Harry chuckled. Although, he kept wondering to himself, where were the Baudelaire's, and were they okay? Suddenly, the bartender broke Harry's train of thought.
"I said, I don't know who you're talking about!" Everyone was quiet, and everyone turned in that direction. Harry didn't like it when the bartender yelled at people, especially girls. He was yelling at a young woman. Harry stood up and headed that way.
"What's going on here?" Harry asked.
"Well," Said the bartender, "this person keeps asking me where her brother is." Harry looked at the girl. She had dark brown hair like Hermione's, except it was straight. Her eyes were an interesting color, and they shined. She was wearing some jeans and a tee shirt, like a muggle, and her clothes were a little dirty. She looked familiar…
"Who is your brother?" Harry asked.
"Klaus. Klaus Baudelaire." She said. Harry stared at her in shock.
"V- V- Violet?" Harry asked. Hermione and Ron were in shock, and they walked over.
"Yes, do you need something?" Violet asked back.
"Oh my god…" Hermione said. Suddenly, a girl walked in, about 11 or so, and she looked similar to Violet.
"Vi, he wasn't out there, but I saw a bookstore across the street, he might be there…" said the girl.
"Well, thank you for looking anyway, we can go look at the bookstore…" Violet said. The girl looked at Harry. She gasped.
"I know you! I remember you!" She cried.
"What is going on here?" The bartender asked in confusion, but was ignored.
"You know this guy, Sunny?" Violet asked her little sister, Sunny.
"Vi, it's Harry! Harry Potter! From the school, remember!" Sunny said in shock.
"Oh my god, Harry?" Violet cried.
"Sunny?" Harry asked, looking at the girl that he remembered being a watermelon-sized baby.
"Violet? Sunny? Oh my lord!" Hermione cried.
"No bloody way!" Ron said. Harry stared at shock at the aged Violet and Sunny Baudelaire, thinking only one thing: Holy crap, I can't believe it! Although, he wasn't the only one thinking it, Violet, Sunny, Hermione and Ron, were thinking it right beside him.
A/N: DADA! More in the next chapter like why Klaus isn't with them! R&R please, and NO FLAMES! Thanks for reading chapter one, and the more you review, the more chapters I try to get up…
