Hello everyone I'm back.
This is a different story to what I usually write so be patient if it seems boring at the beginning. Me and my cousin Kathleen are co writing it. She has helped me a lot with other stories as well.
As Harry looked at the pile of rubble that was once the black house he felt a tear trickle down his cheek. The last memory of Sirius black was gone along with three order members' seven muggles and two streets of houses.
Then a thought struck him! 'Now where is the order going to meet?' As the muggle police ushered him over to the weasley's he took one last look at the destroyed house and sighed before he was pulled into a hug by the hysterical Mrs Weasley.
As Abigail snape opened the door to her house she could hell something was wrong.
"Dad?" she shouted walking in and shutting the door.
"Yes" she herd his voice come from the kitchen.
"Yo daddy what's up?" She said sitting on the counter.
"Listen Abby some people have to come and stay with us over the summer. There houses aren't safe anymore."
"Ok how many people?"
"About eleven"
"What? Eleven people are going to be living in our house? With us? Who are they?"
"Well the weasley's I've told you about them haven't I?"
"Yeah there annoying and poor"
"Them and Hermione granger, Neville longbottom and Harry potter."
So do you like these people?2
"no"
"so why are they staying at our house?"
"because I'm part of the order and its my duty. Plus it would help having a few more wizards around to protect you."
Listen I know your ashamed that im a squib but I can take care of myself. I mean you've had me in every different kind of martial arts class there is"
"yes I know but kick boxing isn't going to save you from an unforgivable curse."
"and one of these idiots will be able to?"
"yes they will"
"fine then when do they turn up?"
"tomorrow"
what you mean I only have a day of privacy left?" Abigail put her headphones on.
"what have I told you about muggle things in my house?"
"what else do you expect he to do? I cant use magical things you wont let me use muggle things I will die of boredom."
"fine use them but make sure I don't trip up over any of them."
"Ok kids I have something to tell you" said Mrs Weasley to her children, Harry, Hermione, and Neville. "We are now no longer safe in our own house so we will be staying with someone else for the remainder of the holidays"
"Who?" asked Fred.
"Severus snape" she said bowing her head in shame.
"well it's good me and George have a flat above our shop then" he said very pleased with himself.
"Can we come" asked Neville who looked like he was going to cry at the very thought of sharing a house with snape.
"No you are all coming even you and George, Fred the death eaters know about your shop"
"Ok when are we going" said Hermione trying to seem brave but failing horribly.
"Tomorrow morning" said Mr Weasley coming up behind his wife. His words where met with groans.
the next morning abigal stood with her farther at there front door waiting to greet there visitors.
"Is that them?" she asked as she saw a bunch or rather tired looking wizards and witches approach there house.
"yes" said her farther siply.
"hello dear." Said a smily plump woman shaking her hand.
This is a different story to what I usually write so be patient if it seems boring at the beginning. Me and my cousin Kathleen are co writing it. She has helped me a lot with other stories as well.
As Harry looked at the pile of rubble that was once the black house he felt a tear trickle down his cheek. The last memory of Sirius black was gone along with three order members' seven muggles and two streets of houses.
Then a thought struck him! 'Now where is the order going to meet?' As the muggle police ushered him over to the weasley's he took one last look at the destroyed house and sighed before he was pulled into a hug by the hysterical Mrs Weasley.
As Abigail snape opened the door to her house she could hell something was wrong.
"Dad?" she shouted walking in and shutting the door.
"Yes" she herd his voice come from the kitchen.
"Yo daddy what's up?" She said sitting on the counter.
"Listen Abby some people have to come and stay with us over the summer. There houses aren't safe anymore."
"Ok how many people?"
"About eleven"
"What? Eleven people are going to be living in our house? With us? Who are they?"
"Well the weasley's I've told you about them haven't I?"
"Yeah there annoying and poor"
"Them and Hermione granger, Neville longbottom and Harry potter."
So do you like these people?2
"no"
"so why are they staying at our house?"
"because I'm part of the order and its my duty. Plus it would help having a few more wizards around to protect you."
Listen I know your ashamed that im a squib but I can take care of myself. I mean you've had me in every different kind of martial arts class there is"
"yes I know but kick boxing isn't going to save you from an unforgivable curse."
"and one of these idiots will be able to?"
"yes they will"
"fine then when do they turn up?"
"tomorrow"
what you mean I only have a day of privacy left?" Abigail put her headphones on.
"what have I told you about muggle things in my house?"
"what else do you expect he to do? I cant use magical things you wont let me use muggle things I will die of boredom."
"fine use them but make sure I don't trip up over any of them."
"Ok kids I have something to tell you" said Mrs Weasley to her children, Harry, Hermione, and Neville. "We are now no longer safe in our own house so we will be staying with someone else for the remainder of the holidays"
"Who?" asked Fred.
"Severus snape" she said bowing her head in shame.
"well it's good me and George have a flat above our shop then" he said very pleased with himself.
"Can we come" asked Neville who looked like he was going to cry at the very thought of sharing a house with snape.
"No you are all coming even you and George, Fred the death eaters know about your shop"
"Ok when are we going" said Hermione trying to seem brave but failing horribly.
"Tomorrow morning" said Mr Weasley coming up behind his wife. His words where met with groans.
the next morning abigal stood with her farther at there front door waiting to greet there visitors.
"Is that them?" she asked as she saw a bunch or rather tired looking wizards and witches approach there house.
"yes" said her farther siply.
"hello dear." Said a smily plump woman shaking her hand.