The Siren's Song
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the charters in the books. I love the series but I only spend money on them. Don't sue, I am worth nothing; I just hope to give the reader some good entertainment.
Couples: Harry/Ron and Ryan/?
Summary: A new student has arrived at Hogwarts, and has seems to taken a liking to a pair within
A/N: Be nice it's my first public story. Also thoughts are show by these guys '' Please don't send any flames my way for any reason… Also any words I misspelled from the books let me know. Thanks. ~Sol~
We had just moved into my aunt's old house, she had passed away a about a week ago, leaving the house in my care for when I was older. The building was a nice two-floor house done in a Victorian style. Being as it was only my mother, and myself living in the house the place seemed almost to big.
Lucky for us the house still had all the old stuff still within so we did not have to move our things from the states. England seemed to be much more peaceful compared to the states. The house had within it a fairly large for just the two of us, but neither of us complained, though mom about fainted once we saw the pool in the back.
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It had been a week now since we had moved into our new home, and I had even found out my neighbors had a couple of kids my age. I had finally convinced my mother to let me go, and look about Diagon Alley. I collected the couple of gallions I had, and set off by floo powder for Diagon Alley. The place seemed to teaming with people 'sure you just had to come here on Saturday.' I sighed continuing on my hike through the shops.
Everyone about me seemed to be in such a hurry buying books, and wands. 'Hogwarts starts in three more weeks remember.' "Lucky mom bought my stuff early this year," I mumbled, and entered a nearby shop. Animals of all sorts lined the walls of the store owls, cats, rats, snakes, toads, and even bats where spotted within the shop. Looking about he spotted a fair sized barn owl set into a cage. The owl had a rusty red and brown feathers, seemed to have a hard time keeping them from fluffing up.
"I would like to buy that one please," I said to the owner.
"Would you like to buy some owl treats too, I got a two for one sale today," offered the owner.
I chuckled softly to myself, "Ok I will take four." I figured this owl could use a treat the way its feathers looked. As I walked out of the shop I noticed someone that looked familiar, but his face just did seem to stick. Red hair, and a freckled face shown brightly upon the kid, and then it clicked this was one of his neighbors, a Weasley I was sure that was one of the kids he had seen.
It was nice to know someone who lived right by me and was a wizard also, now I would not have to be stuck without anyone but my mom to talk to. As stepped up to him I noticed he had someone else with him. It was a boy about his age with scare on his forehead coved by his black hair… 'You idiot that is Harry potter,' the little nagging voice said to me. "Uh…Hi," I stammered to them, 'Oh great going now they are going to think your some type of moronic fan…' mentally slapping myself to get rid of the voice I picked my self up, and held out my hand to the Weasley. "I am Ryan Summers… you wouldn't happen to be one of the Weasley's would you?"
Ron rolled his eyes "Yes I am Ron Weasley… Wait wow Harry someone didn't speak to you first I actually got talked to without being 'Mr. Potters sidekick'." I began to laugh at his comment.
"Ron doesn't he look familiar to you," said Harry while I just blushed, "look Ron I think we embarrassed him."
"Your right though Harry, but from where?"
"I just moved in next door to you. Big house just on your houses right side."
They pair looked at me once again as if registering I was still their. "Cool, want to come over later we just came to pick up some owl treats pig has been going though a box a month."
"Pig?"
"His sister named his owl for him. Pigwigdon is his name, but Ron seems to like pig better," Harry told me.
I heard a hoot from the cage beside me, "You got a owl too. Cool." Peering into the cage a rusty red, and brown owl peered back. "Uh… I think you got something else in there all I see is a pile of feathers," Ron stated.
"Yeah I know I felt so bad for the guy I bought him a few boxes of owl treats," remembered the reason my newfound friends had come here I quickly dug out a box from one of my pockets. "Here Ron you can have this one."
Ron tried to object but I just shoved it one of his pockets. "What are friends for huh?"
"Great now besides owing Harry for the time at the World Cup I owe you a box of treats."
"Shit you don't owe me anything they had a sale two for one." Ron's eyes lit up as he dashed into the shop. "Was it something I said?"
A second latter Ron came out with about ten boxes of owl treats. "I think I just made that guys day," said Ron as he handed me a box, and Harry two.
"You know I just gave you a box. Why are you giving me one back?"
Ron just smiled a childish smile, "What are friends for," he stated. Every one began to laugh as we head off back to my house so my new owl could try, and deflate its poor feathers.
It was few hours later after meeting Harry and Ron we had stopped by at his house to tell his parent where they would be, and so they could meet me. His family was nice though it took me abit to figure out why almost every want that his mother picked up turned into a rat or chicken. "The twins," Ron told me as we walked to my room, "They love playing tricks on people. You should have seen the Ton Tongue Toffee accident." Harry explained what had happened to his cousin, and we all just burst out laughing.
"Hey Ryan where's your mum I didn't see her when we came though," said Harry.
"Oh she is probably out back soaking in the hot tub." At the mention of the words hot tub both of them brightened up. "Yes we can use it sometime, but I prefer the pool there is more room." Both of them just quacked at me.
"Lucky," they shouted at me.
Now I had friends finally after my father had passed away it was only I, and mom. There was still two weeks left till school, and I figured it was going to be fun with my new friends about me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the charters in the books. I love the series but I only spend money on them. Don't sue, I am worth nothing; I just hope to give the reader some good entertainment.
Couples: Harry/Ron and Ryan/?
Summary: A new student has arrived at Hogwarts, and has seems to taken a liking to a pair within
A/N: Be nice it's my first public story. Also thoughts are show by these guys '' Please don't send any flames my way for any reason… Also any words I misspelled from the books let me know. Thanks. ~Sol~
We had just moved into my aunt's old house, she had passed away a about a week ago, leaving the house in my care for when I was older. The building was a nice two-floor house done in a Victorian style. Being as it was only my mother, and myself living in the house the place seemed almost to big.
Lucky for us the house still had all the old stuff still within so we did not have to move our things from the states. England seemed to be much more peaceful compared to the states. The house had within it a fairly large for just the two of us, but neither of us complained, though mom about fainted once we saw the pool in the back.
***
It had been a week now since we had moved into our new home, and I had even found out my neighbors had a couple of kids my age. I had finally convinced my mother to let me go, and look about Diagon Alley. I collected the couple of gallions I had, and set off by floo powder for Diagon Alley. The place seemed to teaming with people 'sure you just had to come here on Saturday.' I sighed continuing on my hike through the shops.
Everyone about me seemed to be in such a hurry buying books, and wands. 'Hogwarts starts in three more weeks remember.' "Lucky mom bought my stuff early this year," I mumbled, and entered a nearby shop. Animals of all sorts lined the walls of the store owls, cats, rats, snakes, toads, and even bats where spotted within the shop. Looking about he spotted a fair sized barn owl set into a cage. The owl had a rusty red and brown feathers, seemed to have a hard time keeping them from fluffing up.
"I would like to buy that one please," I said to the owner.
"Would you like to buy some owl treats too, I got a two for one sale today," offered the owner.
I chuckled softly to myself, "Ok I will take four." I figured this owl could use a treat the way its feathers looked. As I walked out of the shop I noticed someone that looked familiar, but his face just did seem to stick. Red hair, and a freckled face shown brightly upon the kid, and then it clicked this was one of his neighbors, a Weasley I was sure that was one of the kids he had seen.
It was nice to know someone who lived right by me and was a wizard also, now I would not have to be stuck without anyone but my mom to talk to. As stepped up to him I noticed he had someone else with him. It was a boy about his age with scare on his forehead coved by his black hair… 'You idiot that is Harry potter,' the little nagging voice said to me. "Uh…Hi," I stammered to them, 'Oh great going now they are going to think your some type of moronic fan…' mentally slapping myself to get rid of the voice I picked my self up, and held out my hand to the Weasley. "I am Ryan Summers… you wouldn't happen to be one of the Weasley's would you?"
Ron rolled his eyes "Yes I am Ron Weasley… Wait wow Harry someone didn't speak to you first I actually got talked to without being 'Mr. Potters sidekick'." I began to laugh at his comment.
"Ron doesn't he look familiar to you," said Harry while I just blushed, "look Ron I think we embarrassed him."
"Your right though Harry, but from where?"
"I just moved in next door to you. Big house just on your houses right side."
They pair looked at me once again as if registering I was still their. "Cool, want to come over later we just came to pick up some owl treats pig has been going though a box a month."
"Pig?"
"His sister named his owl for him. Pigwigdon is his name, but Ron seems to like pig better," Harry told me.
I heard a hoot from the cage beside me, "You got a owl too. Cool." Peering into the cage a rusty red, and brown owl peered back. "Uh… I think you got something else in there all I see is a pile of feathers," Ron stated.
"Yeah I know I felt so bad for the guy I bought him a few boxes of owl treats," remembered the reason my newfound friends had come here I quickly dug out a box from one of my pockets. "Here Ron you can have this one."
Ron tried to object but I just shoved it one of his pockets. "What are friends for huh?"
"Great now besides owing Harry for the time at the World Cup I owe you a box of treats."
"Shit you don't owe me anything they had a sale two for one." Ron's eyes lit up as he dashed into the shop. "Was it something I said?"
A second latter Ron came out with about ten boxes of owl treats. "I think I just made that guys day," said Ron as he handed me a box, and Harry two.
"You know I just gave you a box. Why are you giving me one back?"
Ron just smiled a childish smile, "What are friends for," he stated. Every one began to laugh as we head off back to my house so my new owl could try, and deflate its poor feathers.
It was few hours later after meeting Harry and Ron we had stopped by at his house to tell his parent where they would be, and so they could meet me. His family was nice though it took me abit to figure out why almost every want that his mother picked up turned into a rat or chicken. "The twins," Ron told me as we walked to my room, "They love playing tricks on people. You should have seen the Ton Tongue Toffee accident." Harry explained what had happened to his cousin, and we all just burst out laughing.
"Hey Ryan where's your mum I didn't see her when we came though," said Harry.
"Oh she is probably out back soaking in the hot tub." At the mention of the words hot tub both of them brightened up. "Yes we can use it sometime, but I prefer the pool there is more room." Both of them just quacked at me.
"Lucky," they shouted at me.
Now I had friends finally after my father had passed away it was only I, and mom. There was still two weeks left till school, and I figured it was going to be fun with my new friends about me.