The third day together passed as though nothing had happened. Well nothing did, but Harry was pretty sure that they didn't fall asleep like that.
At this moment they were hanging in the living room, waiting for the Weasley's to come get them. Hermoine was reading some school book she had in her trunk, while Harry glowered over his potions essay, (The use of unicorn horns in everyday brewing.)
It was exactly 3:45, but Harry was pretty sure they would be late. The thing he wasn't sure of was how the were coming? Jus to be on the safe side he had unblocked the fire place. Reaching to unscrew his ink bottle Harry dropped it on the ground. They both went to reach for it, their heads smashed together.
"OUCH!" they both yelled out loud, Harry's was followed by a small stream of curses. Hermoine reached down and handed the bottle to Harry.
"Sorry about that." She said, immersing herself once again in the book.
Harry stared at her for a moment. He had recognized her in the fire. He knew that it was Voldemort in the chair. But what had he meant by, 'she is the one' or whatever he said. This scared Harry to all ends. Voldemort could be watching him right now. He was about to ask Hermoine about watching someone through fire when the doorbell rang. Glancing at the clock, 4:00, "I guess the Weasleys are here." He spoke out loud, as he went to open the door.
From her seat on the couch Hermoine heard Harry open the door. But there was no exchange of greetings afterwards. Instead she heard Harry stuttering about something and then call, "Hermoine, I think you better get here now!" he shouted into the living room.
Rounding the corner into the entrance hallway, "Oh come on Harry it's just Mrs. ... Um I-I-I, W-w-w-w-w-why?" was all she could spit out as she saw Dumbledore standing, looking very amused in the doorway.
"Well are you two ready to go?" he asked the very perplexed teens. They just stared at him as he stepped into the house, shutting the door behind him. Glancing at the two open trunks he waved his wand and everything flew into their respectable trunks, snapping the lids shut and disappearing in a flash.
"How?" was all Harry could get out as he pointed at the spot where the trunks once stood.
"Oh their resting comfortably in the Weasley's kitchen. Now to send you two there," he thought for a moment. The two teens just stared at him. He was the last person they expected to see. He was absentmindedly tapping his wand against his chin, deep in thought. After a few awkward silent moments, "I do believe I can mass apparate you!" he exclaimed off the top of his head. Glancing at the bemused stares of the two, "What? Did I grow a second head or something?"
Hermoine finally found how to work her voice again, "No professor, it's just we were expecting the Weasleys to come get us." She said weakly.
"Ah, well with recent occurrences, and the events of last years, um 'pick-up' I thought it best if I escorted you to the Burrow." He replied, with a wave of his wand a small chalk circle appeared on the ground. "Now if you will please step inside of the circle I will be able to transport you two." He instructed. Ushering the two within the boundaries of the circle.
They stood very close to each other. Harry liked the feeling of Hermoine pressed against his side, yet also could feel the heat of blush creeping up his neck. As he glanced at her, she was also turning slightly pink. With a wave of his wand, "TRANSPOTA APARATRA PLURA," with a brief flash, and a small tug, Harry and Hermoine were standing, not to steadily in the Weasley kitchen. As he went step back, Harry tripped over one of the trunks. Grappling in space for something to keep his balance, he grabbed Hermoine's arm. Still off balance herself, they both went toppling over the trunk.
As he hit the ground Hermoine landed in his arms. They froze for a second, looking into each others eye's. This feels so right. Harry thought, wanting to wrap his arms around her and hold her for a long period of time. But then he heard the shouts of Ron. Scrabbling, they both stood up, slightly red. As Ron entered the kitchen, Dumbledore apparated at the door, scaring Ron half to death.
"Well I see everything's in order, have a nice summer, I hop to see you all fresh and ready to learn in September. I promise this year will be interesting." He said, smiling knowingly, with a twinkle in his eye. And with that his disappeared.
"What was all that about? And why did you two come together?" Ron asked curiously.
They both just blushed.
*****
After a few weeks at the Burrow, their letters arrived.
With this Mrs. Weasley planned a trip to Diagon Ally. Traveling by Floo powder they all arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. After a brief lecture of responsibility from Mrs. Weasley, they were free to do their shopping. Harry and Hermoine needed more money, but Ron wanted to go to Quidditch supply store. After agreeing to meet there after they got their money. Harry and Hermoine headed off towards Gringotts.
"Umm, Harry could I come down with you? I have never seen the tunnels before!" Hermoine asked after she exchanged her money.
"Sure, why not. He replied as he found Griphook, the same goblin that had taken his down his first time.
As they rode, Hermoine clutched his hand in a death grip. "Ohh I shouldn't have done this!" She moaned to herself. As the cart took a couple of sharp turns, going at speeds that probably rivaled most roller coasters. Harry just laughed, she reminded him of Hagrid. As the cart screeched to a halt, Griphook opened the door, revealing the heaps of money.
Jesus, I always knew Harry had money. But this much. WOW Hermione thought as he refilled his back. But a small plain brown leather box caught her eye. "Harry what's that?" she asked curiously. Pointing to the box.
He glanced at it, "I don't know. Never really noticed it before." He answered with a shrug, grabbing it as he left the vault. After a brief ride they sat in front of the white Marble building. Hermoine catching her breath. Harry opened the box. Inside was a small piece of parchment and another box. Unfolding the parchment, a scrawled script, almost Identical to his own was on the paper.
Son,
If you are reading this than our plan failed.
I'm sorry we couldn't be with you.
Where ever we are, we miss you terribly.
But we will always watch over you. ALWAYS!
We love you
James and Lily,
Mom and Dad
A tear rolled down his cheek, he tucked the paper back in the box. He placed them in his bag. He would open the other box later. Whipping his eyes real fast, he stood up. "Come on Ron will be wondering where we are." He said to the now calm Hermoine. And with that they headed down the street.
**
So want do you think?
Sorry it took so long.
Bad writers block?
Lack of harmful fumes in Chem. class?
Who knows?
Anyways, the next part is coming real soon.
And then I already have a bunch of chapters written.
So it will pick up real soon.
And you'll meet who/what will make this year an "Interesting year"
Love ya
Maria
At this moment they were hanging in the living room, waiting for the Weasley's to come get them. Hermoine was reading some school book she had in her trunk, while Harry glowered over his potions essay, (The use of unicorn horns in everyday brewing.)
It was exactly 3:45, but Harry was pretty sure they would be late. The thing he wasn't sure of was how the were coming? Jus to be on the safe side he had unblocked the fire place. Reaching to unscrew his ink bottle Harry dropped it on the ground. They both went to reach for it, their heads smashed together.
"OUCH!" they both yelled out loud, Harry's was followed by a small stream of curses. Hermoine reached down and handed the bottle to Harry.
"Sorry about that." She said, immersing herself once again in the book.
Harry stared at her for a moment. He had recognized her in the fire. He knew that it was Voldemort in the chair. But what had he meant by, 'she is the one' or whatever he said. This scared Harry to all ends. Voldemort could be watching him right now. He was about to ask Hermoine about watching someone through fire when the doorbell rang. Glancing at the clock, 4:00, "I guess the Weasleys are here." He spoke out loud, as he went to open the door.
From her seat on the couch Hermoine heard Harry open the door. But there was no exchange of greetings afterwards. Instead she heard Harry stuttering about something and then call, "Hermoine, I think you better get here now!" he shouted into the living room.
Rounding the corner into the entrance hallway, "Oh come on Harry it's just Mrs. ... Um I-I-I, W-w-w-w-w-why?" was all she could spit out as she saw Dumbledore standing, looking very amused in the doorway.
"Well are you two ready to go?" he asked the very perplexed teens. They just stared at him as he stepped into the house, shutting the door behind him. Glancing at the two open trunks he waved his wand and everything flew into their respectable trunks, snapping the lids shut and disappearing in a flash.
"How?" was all Harry could get out as he pointed at the spot where the trunks once stood.
"Oh their resting comfortably in the Weasley's kitchen. Now to send you two there," he thought for a moment. The two teens just stared at him. He was the last person they expected to see. He was absentmindedly tapping his wand against his chin, deep in thought. After a few awkward silent moments, "I do believe I can mass apparate you!" he exclaimed off the top of his head. Glancing at the bemused stares of the two, "What? Did I grow a second head or something?"
Hermoine finally found how to work her voice again, "No professor, it's just we were expecting the Weasleys to come get us." She said weakly.
"Ah, well with recent occurrences, and the events of last years, um 'pick-up' I thought it best if I escorted you to the Burrow." He replied, with a wave of his wand a small chalk circle appeared on the ground. "Now if you will please step inside of the circle I will be able to transport you two." He instructed. Ushering the two within the boundaries of the circle.
They stood very close to each other. Harry liked the feeling of Hermoine pressed against his side, yet also could feel the heat of blush creeping up his neck. As he glanced at her, she was also turning slightly pink. With a wave of his wand, "TRANSPOTA APARATRA PLURA," with a brief flash, and a small tug, Harry and Hermoine were standing, not to steadily in the Weasley kitchen. As he went step back, Harry tripped over one of the trunks. Grappling in space for something to keep his balance, he grabbed Hermoine's arm. Still off balance herself, they both went toppling over the trunk.
As he hit the ground Hermoine landed in his arms. They froze for a second, looking into each others eye's. This feels so right. Harry thought, wanting to wrap his arms around her and hold her for a long period of time. But then he heard the shouts of Ron. Scrabbling, they both stood up, slightly red. As Ron entered the kitchen, Dumbledore apparated at the door, scaring Ron half to death.
"Well I see everything's in order, have a nice summer, I hop to see you all fresh and ready to learn in September. I promise this year will be interesting." He said, smiling knowingly, with a twinkle in his eye. And with that his disappeared.
"What was all that about? And why did you two come together?" Ron asked curiously.
They both just blushed.
*****
After a few weeks at the Burrow, their letters arrived.
With this Mrs. Weasley planned a trip to Diagon Ally. Traveling by Floo powder they all arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. After a brief lecture of responsibility from Mrs. Weasley, they were free to do their shopping. Harry and Hermoine needed more money, but Ron wanted to go to Quidditch supply store. After agreeing to meet there after they got their money. Harry and Hermoine headed off towards Gringotts.
"Umm, Harry could I come down with you? I have never seen the tunnels before!" Hermoine asked after she exchanged her money.
"Sure, why not. He replied as he found Griphook, the same goblin that had taken his down his first time.
As they rode, Hermoine clutched his hand in a death grip. "Ohh I shouldn't have done this!" She moaned to herself. As the cart took a couple of sharp turns, going at speeds that probably rivaled most roller coasters. Harry just laughed, she reminded him of Hagrid. As the cart screeched to a halt, Griphook opened the door, revealing the heaps of money.
Jesus, I always knew Harry had money. But this much. WOW Hermione thought as he refilled his back. But a small plain brown leather box caught her eye. "Harry what's that?" she asked curiously. Pointing to the box.
He glanced at it, "I don't know. Never really noticed it before." He answered with a shrug, grabbing it as he left the vault. After a brief ride they sat in front of the white Marble building. Hermoine catching her breath. Harry opened the box. Inside was a small piece of parchment and another box. Unfolding the parchment, a scrawled script, almost Identical to his own was on the paper.
Son,
If you are reading this than our plan failed.
I'm sorry we couldn't be with you.
Where ever we are, we miss you terribly.
But we will always watch over you. ALWAYS!
We love you
James and Lily,
Mom and Dad
A tear rolled down his cheek, he tucked the paper back in the box. He placed them in his bag. He would open the other box later. Whipping his eyes real fast, he stood up. "Come on Ron will be wondering where we are." He said to the now calm Hermoine. And with that they headed down the street.
**
So want do you think?
Sorry it took so long.
Bad writers block?
Lack of harmful fumes in Chem. class?
Who knows?
Anyways, the next part is coming real soon.
And then I already have a bunch of chapters written.
So it will pick up real soon.
And you'll meet who/what will make this year an "Interesting year"
Love ya
Maria