A Year to remember...
D/C: I dun't own any of this! Its all J.K Rowling's the wonderful creator of the Harry Potter series.
Chapter 1
He was running through alleyways, not knowing where to turn. All he new was he had to find the source of the screams. It was getting darker by the second and he could barley see the narrow roads, and cobblestones below him. Finally, after what seemed like forever the screams got louder. He turned a corner and saw...
Ron woke up, cold sweat down his face. He nearly leaped out of bed, knocking his head on the low ceiling. I'm getting too tall for this room, he thought. Rubbing his head tenderly. It was the 4th time in the past week he had, had that dream. It was practically haunting him. He could hear slow footsteps up to his room. A small face peeked in.
"Ron.... Ron are you OK?" Ginny's worried face made Ron smile.
You could only see the outline of her face, and her long hair, with the sliver of light drifting through the half open door.
"I'm fine Ginny go back to bed!" She looked at him quickly and hurried down the stairs.
He had started to appreciate his little sister more. He felt like he had to watch her and take care of her. He sat back down in his bed. His head was pounding and he wished he could just stay up, think for a while. But he had to get a good night sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.
"RONALD WEALSEY!" Ron awoke with a start.
His mother was calling down from the kitchen. He blinked for a moment, the sunlight from his window blinding his eyes. He got out of bed, his plaid pajama pants were nearly off, since he had been twisting and turning all night.
Ginny flew open the door." They're here...." she trailed off, holding back a laugh.
Hermione and harry were standing in the door. Ron's pj's were down at his ankles reveling his CHUDLEY CANNON boxers. Ron's ears when bright pink and Hermione and harry laughed hisarically. As Ginny slowly shut the door, Ron's face got hotter. Perfect way to start the day! He said sarcastically to himself.
When Ron was fully dressed, he joined the rest of his family, harry and Hermione for breakfast. Fred and George, whom were obviously immediately told about his "incident", teased him for the rest of breakfast.
"MMMmmmm....." Hermione said, passing Ron the corn muffins, although he already had 3 on his plate.
Ron looked up at harry. His eyes looking worried. He wanted to say "Any word from Sirius!?" but he couldn't just exclaim it in the middle of breakfast! He would just have to wait till breakfast was over.
Harry crossed off the 30th on Ron's calendar. " I forgot to cross it off this morning..." Ron said, his ears turning pink again.
Hermione laughed. It was August 31st, they were due back at Hogwarts tomorrow. All three of them had the jitters. After last year, anything was possible, the one thing they never thought was possible, was, and they were all concerned. They were entering their 5th year, and each was getting older. Ron looked down at his feet, his shoes tattered and old.
"Hermione...." he started a smile spreading across his face. Anytime he could tease Hermione about something, he felt just a little better.
Hermione glared at him."Yes."
Ron smiled at her, "Did get to visit Vicky?"
Hermione just kept glaring at him. " No, Ron, I didn't! And, ITS VICTOR!" she said, looking at him with disgust.
Harry just laughed.
Ron's turned to harry "have u gotten word from Sirius?" his voice became more serious.
Harry stopped laughing. "No, not yet" he replied, now looking at his feet.
Ron was not just worried about that. He was thinking about how the Hufflepuffs would react to harry. He new harry didn't kill Cedric, or didn't even do anything that would hurt him, but after the 2nd year with the whole Justin finch-flechley incident, the Hufflepuffs probably would blame harry. He was also worried about He-Who-must-not-be-named, coming back into power (and Ron didn't think the name Voldem-well u know, because he is very afraid of the word its self, as are lots of wizards). While he was thinking about this, he was playing with a small piece of string that he had found on his desk.
"RON" his mother awakened him from his daydream. "GET DOWN HERE NOW! WE HAVE to get moving. We want to get to Diagon Alley before the crowds!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione got up and headed down the creaky stairs.
D/C: I dun't own any of this! Its all J.K Rowling's the wonderful creator of the Harry Potter series.
Chapter 1
He was running through alleyways, not knowing where to turn. All he new was he had to find the source of the screams. It was getting darker by the second and he could barley see the narrow roads, and cobblestones below him. Finally, after what seemed like forever the screams got louder. He turned a corner and saw...
Ron woke up, cold sweat down his face. He nearly leaped out of bed, knocking his head on the low ceiling. I'm getting too tall for this room, he thought. Rubbing his head tenderly. It was the 4th time in the past week he had, had that dream. It was practically haunting him. He could hear slow footsteps up to his room. A small face peeked in.
"Ron.... Ron are you OK?" Ginny's worried face made Ron smile.
You could only see the outline of her face, and her long hair, with the sliver of light drifting through the half open door.
"I'm fine Ginny go back to bed!" She looked at him quickly and hurried down the stairs.
He had started to appreciate his little sister more. He felt like he had to watch her and take care of her. He sat back down in his bed. His head was pounding and he wished he could just stay up, think for a while. But he had to get a good night sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.
"RONALD WEALSEY!" Ron awoke with a start.
His mother was calling down from the kitchen. He blinked for a moment, the sunlight from his window blinding his eyes. He got out of bed, his plaid pajama pants were nearly off, since he had been twisting and turning all night.
Ginny flew open the door." They're here...." she trailed off, holding back a laugh.
Hermione and harry were standing in the door. Ron's pj's were down at his ankles reveling his CHUDLEY CANNON boxers. Ron's ears when bright pink and Hermione and harry laughed hisarically. As Ginny slowly shut the door, Ron's face got hotter. Perfect way to start the day! He said sarcastically to himself.
When Ron was fully dressed, he joined the rest of his family, harry and Hermione for breakfast. Fred and George, whom were obviously immediately told about his "incident", teased him for the rest of breakfast.
"MMMmmmm....." Hermione said, passing Ron the corn muffins, although he already had 3 on his plate.
Ron looked up at harry. His eyes looking worried. He wanted to say "Any word from Sirius!?" but he couldn't just exclaim it in the middle of breakfast! He would just have to wait till breakfast was over.
Harry crossed off the 30th on Ron's calendar. " I forgot to cross it off this morning..." Ron said, his ears turning pink again.
Hermione laughed. It was August 31st, they were due back at Hogwarts tomorrow. All three of them had the jitters. After last year, anything was possible, the one thing they never thought was possible, was, and they were all concerned. They were entering their 5th year, and each was getting older. Ron looked down at his feet, his shoes tattered and old.
"Hermione...." he started a smile spreading across his face. Anytime he could tease Hermione about something, he felt just a little better.
Hermione glared at him."Yes."
Ron smiled at her, "Did get to visit Vicky?"
Hermione just kept glaring at him. " No, Ron, I didn't! And, ITS VICTOR!" she said, looking at him with disgust.
Harry just laughed.
Ron's turned to harry "have u gotten word from Sirius?" his voice became more serious.
Harry stopped laughing. "No, not yet" he replied, now looking at his feet.
Ron was not just worried about that. He was thinking about how the Hufflepuffs would react to harry. He new harry didn't kill Cedric, or didn't even do anything that would hurt him, but after the 2nd year with the whole Justin finch-flechley incident, the Hufflepuffs probably would blame harry. He was also worried about He-Who-must-not-be-named, coming back into power (and Ron didn't think the name Voldem-well u know, because he is very afraid of the word its self, as are lots of wizards). While he was thinking about this, he was playing with a small piece of string that he had found on his desk.
"RON" his mother awakened him from his daydream. "GET DOWN HERE NOW! WE HAVE to get moving. We want to get to Diagon Alley before the crowds!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione got up and headed down the creaky stairs.