the waffle is at the end.
i don't own anything ...well i am wearing a rather nice shirt with azkaban writen on the back and sirius's name and prision number on the front, and a seeker jacket...oh and the books of course...oh yeah and all the slytheryn stuff...but other than that...although you know now you mention it i wouldn't mind owning lupin or sirius ... or even a weasley as long as its not percy and the spud glasses.
A street light flickered as a stray cat dashed out in to the lane at the end of the small village, the smoky mist that had haunted the rolling mores had yet to reach this still, eerily quite , countryside.
An owl hooted on it's perch content in it's nights hunting and clawing absentmindedly at the remains of the vole that now fed it's offspring.
The end house in a small row of mining houses showed the only sign of life, a television set played to itself, the owner fast asleep in the chair before it.
Lucky for him, as he would have thought himself quite mad if he had been awake, as the tall figure of Harry appeared from thin air by the large oak tree by the edge of the neatly trimmed garden hedge.
Harry surveyed the land and had only just moved out of the way when Hermione appeared in the same spot as he had moments before.
She looked around nervously her wand still in her hand.
"Where's Ron?" Harry asked the rather queasy looking Hermione as she nervously twitched from foot to foot.
As if in answer to his question Ron appeared momentarily beside Hermione with a loud crack.
"As subtle as ever." remarked Harry as he checked that Ron had left nothing behind.
"I'm all here don't panic." Ron said grimacing.
"Good." Hermione smiled at him, Harry registered it but chose not to comment. Whatever happened between the two of them in the orchard was strictly between the two of them, although he had a fair guess. He had intended to let them have a little more time together before they set off but something was telling him that the faster they got a move on the better, the uncomfortable feeling of time slipping away from him had crept over him as he had sat in the burrow, he knew he had a job to do. The sooner he got on with it the better.
Harry led the way down the dark streets. So this was it this was the place that his parents had chose to call home. Harry wondered what had drawn them to this town. It looked to much of a muggle settlement to have been family ties on his fathers side, had his grandparents lived around here somewhere? Or was it simply the safest place for his parents to hide him away from Voldemort?
Harry mentally broke down the choices, and the fact that the place remedied him strongly of the town that the Gaunt's lived by kept pushing the later of the thoughts forward.
He knew so little about his parent's, were they even buried around here? Harry presumed so, although he never asked Remus . Looking back Harry thought that maybe that was just a little bit of a stupid thing to forget.
"Harry mate?"
Harry turned to look at Ron who was following him close beside Hermione, who looked a little tired, come to think of it he felt tiered, looking down at his watch the hour hand crept dangerously towards four am .
"Do you actually know where were going?" Ron asked quietly looking down at Hermione who had just rested her head on his shoulder as they stopped walking, although her wand was still tightly griped in her hand.
"I'll know it when I see it." Harry said quietly. He could feel himself getting angry, they had been here a whole two hours and they still hadn't found his parent's house.
They reached the road with the blinking light again.
"Harry…" it was Hermione who spoke this time.
"What?"
"You won't find it." she said quietly looking at him, her eyes were more awake now than they were the last time he had looked around.
" 'Couse I will." he said looking back around and down the street. He knew he was close he knew he had been here before.
"Harry …you won't…you can't find it, it's not possible" he turned to look at her. "I thought I might be wrong , I hoped I would be, but it's obvious now…"
Ron was looking at her. He looked as confused as Harry felt.
"What's obvious?" Harry said starting to lose his temper with her.
" Hey don't take it out on her." warned Ron. Harry glared at him but bit back the retort that had almost fallen out of his mouth.
"You can't find it because Peter never told you were it was." she said quietly, she seamed to brace herself for the backlash but Harry didn't retaliate. He was to busy thinking ….
"But Dumbledore performed the charm…everything else lifted when he…" Harry's voice trailed off.
"Yes He performed the charm but He wasn't the secret keeper…I though that we would find it as much as you did Harry, but obviously the charm is still in place." her voice was tinged with sadness.
I should have let Sirius finish him off when he had the chance, but no I had to be noble do what my dad would have done, Harry Potter you are a stupid, stupid git. Harry kicked himself, he had dragged his friends away from there last night of piece, for what?
He looked around at Ron and Hermione again, Ron's free hand still wrapped in with Hermione's , he was such a git, the two of them should be together enjoying the fact that they finally sorted stuff out and Harry goes dragging them around a town looking for a house that they have no chance of finding.
"Sorry guys." he said lamely.
"What for…you never knew until you got here that we wouldn't be able to find it." said Ron shrugging weakly. "Mind you , I think we should probably go pay our respects at the grave …I mean if you want to that is." he said looking away.
Harry nodded quietly.
This was the bit he had dreaded, his parent's graves were bound to be untended, overgrown and unloved, Sirius had been locked up in Azkaban, Remus hardly had enough money to feed himself let alone look after his friends graves, and the thought of the Dursleys having even visited was laugthable.
It was as if Hermione had read his mind she walked forward and linked her arm in with his.
"Come on, you got us right." she began leading him down the street Ron in their wake.
Harry had been right, the overgrown grave yard was looking a little derelict, it had long since been forgotten, favoured for the new plot of land the church had bought to the rear of the building in the centre of the village, the grave yard lay on the outskirts, framed by tall walls made of sandstone laced with moss and spiders webs, the gates stood ajar, old and lopsided. The rusting iron clinked ominously as Harry pulled them further apart.
"You don't have to come in if you don't want to you know." he said turning and looking at his two best friends, Ron was looking ominously at a large spider hanging from the gate, Hermione however was looking at Harry with a worried expression.
"I don't like this place, it has a weird feeling to it." she said grabbing Ron and dragging him after Harry.
"It's a grave yard Hermione, what do you want skeletons doing the conga?" Ron said sarcastically.
Harry laughed in spite of himself.But still, Harry remembered the last time he was in a grave yard what had happened.
"Lumos" Harry said ,turning away from Hermione who was giving Ron the filthiest of looks, he used his wand tip to make out the names on the gravestones as they passed.
'Reona Renton, beloved wife…' Harry read his eyes flicking from stone to stone. 'Adam Roach, taken to soon.' 'Sebastian Row, a brother lost…'
"Harry." Hermione said taking hold of him by the elbow. "look!" she said pointing over a small crypt.
One large grave stone marked the place where Lily and James Potter lay.
The grass however lay well kept and neat. There was no moss growing or obscuring the names, this instantly worried Harry, why out of all of the graves in the grounds, was this one being up kept?
Tentatively Harry walked towards it, aware that Hermione and Ron had followed but were keeping their distance, they understood he needed this time alone.
Harry read the word written on the tombstone over and over in his head, his lips moving in time with the words as they registered with his brain ,he could feel the tears, somehow seeing the place where his parents were buried made it more real, made the things he had to sand up for seam all that much more important.
Made the loss of his parents seam real for the first time.
'Lily Potter , James Potter,
beloved daughter and son,
friend and family.
A Mother and Father never forgotten.'
underneath in small script, loopy and highly recognised by Harry were the words :
Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus ,
they were written in the hand of Albus Dumbledore.
A single tear ran down his cheek.
"How very sweet, little Harry misses his Mummy and Daddy, Don't worry Potter you'll be joining them soon." Harry knew that voice, it was the one that taunted him in his nightmares about Sirius, the ones that were full of large gold statues and a burning sensation in his chest…
Harry swung around to face her….
Duh, duh ,duh
.yes call me evil but it's about time I had a cliff hanger, plus your all going to hate me by the end of the next chapter…I'd hate me, cause I hate it when j.k does the same thing.
I know I don't usually do individual reviews but your all so lovely and they were all so nice that I felt I should , thanks to the people who have kept giving me advice, even if it is strange and often about members of the Way family… I love you all, and I don't even know you….
Little- bit -crazy :thank you for your review .. I would never dream of changing the characters personalities that's what makes them well.. them, if you change them then you arn't writing fan fic simple as that.
Alleyra : I assure you I am not J.K Rowling , it would be nice to be her though just for a day, just so I could know how it all ends.
April: yeah Hermione has turned in to a bit of a fruit cake, that's what red headed men do to you, you have to watch out for them …Beware Red headed men…oooh I came over all Trelawny then I do apologise
Dashboard : I'm sorry I think you may cry again soon, maybe you should have tissues next to the computer. And hunny the end is so far in the distance you need a telescope to see it.
Googlehead lover : did I update fast enough for ya.
Emma-lynn : nice name…. I have a feeling this is kind of whats gona happen in book seven only because I know how much J.K likes to give us what we want then take it away….bOOOOOO! grrrrrrr evil J.K.
AlexisHaliwell89: Don't cry…don't you know that's what the crumple tail hornslacks want you to do? I know cause Luna told me.
Dancerrdw: your glad they got together! man it was hard work getting them together I can tell you that…
Pauly : another fab name…. capital letters wow your spoiling me. I love writing Hermione Ron dialogue, although they do have a tendency to run off in to places I don't want them to go…I dunno how J.k does it Lol
TephyS: I know it's hard to make me take a fic out of the burrow, most of them do tend to take place there …I dunno I just think the place is fantastic..i want to live there it reminds me of the farm i grew up on.
Madz2269 : Ron is fantastic, wouldn't want to change that now would we…
Aracalian: thanks for the tip abouteh reviews I had no idea… and I hope I'm not to addictive, hopfully the spellig is a bit better in this one although my spelling does tend to be so bad that spell chack dosnt pick it up ho hum…
GerardWay's fan club : I want a t-shirt that says ' I love violence' too. I just alaways thought that Krum deserved a punch in the face and who better to do it then a pissed of seventeen year old Ron? And I update because If I don't my boyfriend has a tendancy to deleate the files from the computer…booo hissssss. Thankyou for seriously making me laugth out loud at your reviews they make my day