Sometimes, I Wonder Chapter 14: Ron, a harry potter fanfic

Hey guys, here's another chapter for you. But before we get started, I wanted to clear a couple of things up. (I seem to be doing that a lot lately.)

Yes, I did make Voldemort suddenly really powerful, but it kind of had to happen to go with the story. Like Harry, Voldemort's inheritance awoke the night his body was destroyed. But if you remember, I also mentioned that as long as he doesn't have a body, his power is limited to that of his servant's, so the power Harry felt, including the Black Magic, can't be used until he has his own body, which, as we all know, doesn't happen until Harry's fourth year. And even then he's not as powerful as Serafious, Obsidian, Lord Kaden, or any of the other Ancients or Elders because they not only have vast amounts of power, they have had years to perfect it. So he would definitely loose against one of them. And as you recall, Harry said Voldemort could give Serafious a run for his money, not that he would win. Voldemort's power is wild and untamed while Serafious has full control over his.

Yes, Voldemort did break through Harry's shields rather easily (but I also mentioned it drained him to establish the link and break the shields because Quirell's power is not that great), but you also have to remember that even if Harry is a Lestran and pretty powerful, he is also only eleven. So he can't really fight someone like Voldemort yet. The only reason his is pretty powerful now is because of who raised him, where he was raised, and his Lestran's powers. Also, no, Harry would not be able to defeat Dumbledore if he tried because his power is not that mature yet. However, normal wizards like James and so on, he could defeat because they are only on the Artis (First level) of power while he is near Martis (Third level). And no, Harry isn't even close to the Nexis level and the magics of that level would possibly tear apart his mind. Harry still needs to master the Martis and Baratis levels before reaching that one, and since the Baratis level is the deadliest besides Nexis, he won't reach that level for a long time.

And just in case you are wondering, no, Voldemort has not mastered the other four levels before Nexis. He just has access to Black Magic (And only Black Magic, not White or Ancient) because the creatures that are his inheritance are naturals with Black Magic, being the creatures that created it, so using it comes as naturally to them as breathing. You'll find out what they are soon enough.

Anyway, just wanted to clear that up. Now onto the story.

"So to sum it up, Dumbledore's hiding something that will give Voldemort his body back, which then gives him access to all his new found powers so he can wreck havoc on the Wizarding World."

"Yeah." Harry said while pushing against the floor to perform another push up. Vince remained silent for a minute before Harry picked up a mental sigh.

"Based on what you felt, do you believe this guy could be a threat to the other Worlds besides the Wizarding one?"

Harry paused in mid-push up before continuing. "Probably not. His magic felt kind of wild, so he would have to seriously tame it before he became any kind of threat to the other Worlds. But the Wizarding World, on the other hand, is screwed. They don't have the natural shields or defences against wild magic like magical creatures do, so he could probably do them in rather easily. The only challenge he would probably get from them is Dumbledore."

"I find a certain fact troubling though. You said he could use Black Magic, correct?"

"I said I felt Black Magic around his. I have no idea if he can actually use it."

"It's still a troubling discovery, though. And there might be more to this 'Voldemort' then we previously anticipated."

"What do you mean?"

"There's only one type of being that Black Magic comes naturally to and trust me, they are not the type of creatures you want to tangle with."

"He said that he came into his inheritance the night he lost his body."

"I have no doubt that he did, especially from what you told me. Just promise me one thing until we figure this out."

"What?"

"Do everything in you power to make sure he does not get his body back."

"So, what are we going to do today?" Rowan asked licking her paws and spreading her wings, catching the slight breeze as it flowed by them. Harry, Hermione (who was touching Harry's wrist so she could understand), and Stephano all looked at her in unison before Harry sighed and turned his head to look back at the sky above them.

"Relax, for once."

At the moment, Harry, Rowan, Stephano, and Hermione were laying on top of one of the flat roofs of the school, soaking in the sun from one of the falls last warm days. Previously, it was just supposed to be Harry, Rowan, and Stephano, but when Hermione had caught them trying to sneak out earlier and had persuaded them to take her with them to enjoy the sun before class began again tomorrow. Ebony was somewhere in the castle doing something and Kestrel was in the Forbidden Forest.

"Uh, I can't relax! I just know there's an assignment I forgot to do. And I think that I did question two on the Transfiguration quiz wrong, not to mention–"

"Hermione, I'm pretty sure all your homework is done and question two is fine." Harry said casting her, an amused look. Hermione blushed.

"Better safe then sorry."

"You have the highest grade in our class, I think you're safer then anyone."

"Yeah, but you can never be too careful–"

"Nonsense, why would Snape put a curse on Chase's broom?" A loud, deep voice interrupted her. Harry and the others exchanged glances before rushing over to the edge of the roof and looking down.

Below them was a tall, well rounded man and three small, rather familiar figures. Harry almost groaned when he recognized them.

"Who knows? Why was he trying to get past that three headed dog on Halloween?" Chase asked. Seamus and Lavender nodded at the question.

So Chase thought Snape had tried to get past the dog? Did he even notice the harp that Rowan and Ebony had seen? Probably not. And now Chase thought Snape was the one trying to kill him when it was actually Voldemort acting through Quirell. Well, at least he had noticed the dog bite on Snape's leg, so he wasn't incredibly dense and had pieced it together with the dog. Though Harry strongly suspected that it was Lavender who did the piecing.

"Who told you about Fluffy?" the half giant, Hagrid, asked. Harry blinked while Hermione choked.

"Fluffy?" Seamus asked in amazement before Lavender added "That thing has a name?"

"Of course he has a name, he's mine." Hagrid continued. "I bought his off an Artist fellow I met in the pub last year. Then I loaned him to Dumbledore to guard the..."

"Yes?" Chase asked.

"I shouldn't have said that. No more questions, don't ask anymore questions. That's top secret, that is."

"But Hagrid," Chase began. "What ever Fluffy's guarding, Snape's trying to steal it."

"Codswallop." Hagrid said causing Harry to wonder if that was a word. "Professor Snape is a Hogwarts teacher."

"Hogwarts Teacher or not I know a spell when I see one." Lavender cut in and they stopped walking. Harry and Hermione exchanged glances. "I read all about them. You have to keep eye contact and Snape wasn't blinking."

"Exactly." Chase put in.

'She's like Hermione.' Harry thought before inching back from the look Hermione sent him before realizing that he had accidently broadcasted that thought through the link. Giving her an apologetic look, he turned back to the conversation.

"And you listen to me, all three of you. You are meddling in things that are not meant to be meddled in. It's dangerous. And what that dog is guarding is strictly between Professor Dumbledore and Nicolas Flammel."

Harry blinked while Rowan and Stephano snorted and Hermione looked shocked. That was a little too easy.

"Nicolas Flammel?" Chase repeated. Harry watched as Hagrid's face turned red and he walked away from the three muttering. "I should not have said that, I shouldn't have said that."

Pulling away from the edge, Harry sat back on his heels and looked at Hermione. "Have you heard of him?"

Hermione shook her head. "Do you really think Snape was cursing the broom?"

"I know Snape wasn't the one cursing the broom." Harry said offhandedly. "It was Quirell."

"Quirell? Our DADA Professor?"

"The same."

"Then Snape–"

"Was trying to counter the curse. Though I don't see why he bothered." Harry said.

"But why would Quirell try to kill Chase?"

"It wasn't Quirell, it was Voldemort."

Only when she gasped did Harry realize that he had not told her about the incident yet. So for the next couple of minutes Harry filled her in on what happened, leaving out a few details and Voldemort's extra powers. No need to panic her, she had enough on her plate as it was.

"So You-Know-Who is here? At Hogwarts? Then how come Professor Dumbledore hasn't sensed him?"

"Because he's using Quirell as a cover."

"What do we do?"

"Nothing, for now. If we expose him, we'll be endangering everyone here. And I don't know about you, but that won't be a good idea."

"What about Professor Dumbledore?"

"While Dumbledore is probably the only one here that can defeat him in the state he is in, it's probably better if we don't tell him."

"Then what can we do?"

"Simple; we wait."

Fall quickly developed into winter and soon snow started falling outside. The out doors were soon echoing with laughter as the students played, making snowmen, forts, angels and playing snowball fights. The Great Hall was filled with many giant trees that Hagrid had brought in and had many decorations. But it was not the colourful decorations or merriment that made Harry excited.

He was going home for Christmas.

Excited with the prospect of seeing Vince, Kiryan, and Serafious again, Harry almost missed the sullen look on Ron's face every time someone mentioned the Holidays.

The day before the Holidays began; Harry cornered Ron in the Great Hall.

"Ron, what's wrong? You've been sour all week."

Ron gave him a moody glance. "It's the Christmas Holidays, Harry. Where do you go for the Christmas Holidays?"

"Why you go... Oh." That's when it occured Harry. Ron's family was still severely upset with Ron for being Harry's friend. Of course he was not looking forward to going home. Then a thought struck him.

"Why don't you spent Christmas Holidays with me? I'm sure Kiryan and Serafious won't mind if I have another friend over. And if you can't, maybe you can spend a few days with me and give your family some time to cool off. Anyway, Hermione is spending three days with me during the vacation and I'm sure she would love to have you join us." Harry knew that if Ron agreed to come, he and Hermione would have to tell Ron everything. Including who he was. But Harry didn't mind, as long as it got Ron away from 'his family' for a few days.

Ron's face lit up. "That's an excellent idea! I doubt I can go for the whole break, but a few days sounds nice."

"Well if you can, don't get on the train. We're going to spend about two days into the vacation here so Hermione can finish up all of her tests, then Kiryan is going to pick us up."

Ron nodded. Then paused. "Who's Kiryan?" he asked.

"She's my adopted mother and Serafious is my adopted father. Don't worry, if you can get along with me, you'll be fine with them. Though before we leave, Hermione and I will have to explain some stuff to you."

"What kind of stuff?"

"I can't tell you here, but don't worry, you'll know soon enough. Just remember to have a really open mind."

The semester ended on good terms and soon everyone was boarding the train. Harry, who was standing by the carriage with Kestrel, perched on his shoulder, waved to Neville and Draco as they got on the train to go home for the holidays. He was kind of upset that they couldn't visit Alenious, the Great Elf City with him, Ron, and Hermione, but they had promised their parents/ grandparents that they would spend the holidays with them.

Harry and Hermione had taken Ron to the Forbidden Forest earlier that day to fill him in on everything, from Harry's life, who he was, and what he was, to Voldemort using Quirell to be in the school. To say Ron had been shocked would be an understatement; he nearly fell out of the tree. And when he realized he was going to the City of the Elves and was going to meet not only elves but a vampire, needless to say he had been surprised.

And had nearly fainted.

But luckily after his shock wore off he handled it calmly, even asking the same questions Hermione had asked. He even admitted that he didn't know whether to be scared out of his mind or excited about meeting an elf or a vampire.

Ron had certainly come a long way from his family's beliefs that sometimes it was hard to recognize him. It seemed that he had come to be more accepting of things that were 'Dark' after spending so much time with them. Needless to say Harry and Hermione had been surprised at his calm acceptance and wondered if he was keeping an open mind to spite his parents and learn things they never did because they were so biased. He was willing to give the world a chance while they had closed off from it.

Then again, Harry wasn't surprised. Ron was brilliant in understanding things and had a scientist's mind, always wanting to make a new discovery. The fact that he was an excellent strategist only added to this. Where Harry knew Neville would some day become an excellent healer, he knew Ron would some day become an excellent leader.

After the explanation, Harry had given Ron one of the rings of Eston after explaining it to him that it would shield his mind and create a link between them. Ron took it thankfully, but was slightly shocked upon gaining the information that someone could enter and read your mind. He had always thought that was the only private place in the world.

During the havoc of packing and holidays Ron had explained to Hermione and Harry through the link about how he had told, not asked, his parents about spending three days with Harry during the Winter vacation in a letter. Hermione had lectured him for a half an hour on that, via the link, saying that, that was not the way to talk to your parents and giving Ron and Harry a headache. Only after Ron finally cracked and shouted to her, out loud, in the middle of the Great Hall, did she let it go and silently skulk, both mentally and physically.

At the moment Hermione was finishing her last test before starting the Honours testing that would last for the two days. Ron was somewhere around the train station, saying goodbye to the twins. He had earned a lot for respect from them when he had sent that letter to their parents and the twins, unlike the rest of their family besides Ginny, had no problem with Ron spending time with Harry.

The train gave a whistle, signalling it was time to go. Harry waved once more to Draco and Neville as they waved through the window before turning toward Ron, who had appeared through the crowd beside him.

"You can still get on the train you know. I can send Kestrel to get your stuff."

"No, it's okay. This is my choice, whether my parents like it or not. I won't let them control my life."

Harry nodded, but still felt bad for the young red head. After all they were still his family, so he was probably hurting inside.

"I'm going to go check on Hermione." Ron said after a moment before turning and heading toward the castle. Harry mentally reached out to Rowan and told her to meet Ron there so the red head wouldn't have to be alone.

Watching the train as the engines blared and it started to move Harry turned away to take the path that Ron had taken.

Only to pause.

A little ways away from him stood a little girl, looking around six with brilliant red hair and hazel eyes. She was biting her lip and looking around as if waiting for someone, before sighing and heaving up a bright red bag before struggling to pick up a gold knapsack with her free hand while trying to figure out a way to pick up the suitcase behind her. Taking pity on her, Harry approached the girl.

"Need any help?" He asked. The girl jumped at the sound of his voice and swung toward him, wide eyed.

"I... um, yeah that would be... um, nice." she stuttered nervously. Harry gave her a sympathetic look and reached down to pick up the knapsack. Kestrel, apparently feeling that they needed help, leapt off of Harry's shoulder and landed on the suitcase, curling her claws around the handle, and easily lifting it into the air with a mighty stroke of her wings. The girl stared at the magnificent bird as Kestrel let out a loud, musical chirp.

"Is that a Phoenix?" She asked in awe. Harry smiled at her fascination.

"Yes, she is. This is Kestrel and I'm Harry." he said offering his hand. The girl took her free hand and shook it.

"My name is Rose Potter."

Rose, much to Harry's delight, was a joyful, energetic six year old that reminded him so much of himself at that age. She loved the outdoors and loved anything to do with physical activities.

When he and Kestrel had helped her get the luggage into the Potter's suite, the trio had tried to find the Potter's, only to find out they had went down to the Quiddich pitch to practice with Chase. Rose had been chest fallen about this, since apparently they had forgotten about her coming, but Harry and Kestrel managed to cheer her up by playing an imaginary game with her where she was the damsel in distress, Harry was her shining knight in armour, and Kestrel was their noble companion.

Needless to say when Ron, Hermione, Rowan, and Stephano had found them, they were well into the game and didn't notice the four until there was a roar of laughter. Which Harry promptly rewarded by giving them several snowballs to the face.

Rose was absolutely thrilled with Rowan and Stephano, especially Stephano since she could easily ride on his back, thus pronouncing him the 'Nobel Steed' much to Rowan's and Kestrel's amusement. After another game where Ron was proclaimed the Magician, Hermione was the elf princess, and Rowan was the 'Prophesied Kitty' they were trying to keep away from the bad 'guys', the group called it quits and went in for lunch.

"Man, I haven't played out a fairytale like that in years." Ron stated leaning forward and picking up another mini sandwich.

"And my life is one big fairytale." Harry said offhandedly, causing Ron and Hermione to exchange knowing glances.

"Can we play something else when we are done? I want to play hide and go seek–" Rose started excitedly, only to be cut off.

"What are you doing with MY sister!" a voice cracked by the door. Ron looked up before sighing.

"Speaking of fairytales, here comes the ogre." Harry said absently as Chase stomped toward their place at the Gryffindor table, a red James and uncomfortable looking Lily behind him. Rose and the others giggled, causing Chase to turn red when he reached the table and glared at Harry.

"What did you do to my sister, Halisio?" Chase spat. Harry gave him an unimpressed look as Dumbledore stood up from the staff table and walked down the isle to join them.

"Why, I helped her from the train when no one was there to pick her up, carried her stuff for her since she couldn't do it herself, and then spent the day playing with her so she wouldn't feel bad, because apparently someone had forgotten her. Again."

At this realization dawned in Lily's eyes and she rushed past James and Chase to hug her youngest daughter. "I'm sorry Rose; we forgot you were coming to spend the holidays here with us today."

"It's okay mommy, Harry helped me. Then he and his friends played with me in the snow all day. It was so fun, mommy! We made a snow fort, played 'Kingdom', and I got to ride on Stephano's back! He's huge!"

Dumbledore snickered at this, attracting everyone's attention. "Sounds like you had a busy morning." he said, his eyes twinkling.

"Yes, Uncle Albus! If was so much fun!"

Chase looked at Rose in horror. "What did you do to my sister?" He shot at Harry. Harry merely raised an eyebrow as he sipped his pumpkin juice.

"Just because you don't have time for Rose, Chase doesn't mean the rest of us don't. So why don't you go back to the pitch to practice a skill you are obviously hopeless at and leave us in peace."

Chase had turned really red by the end of this and glared at an unaffected Harry. "I am the last person you want as an enemy, Halisio." he said darkly. Harry smirked.

"No, Chase. You're the first."

"Am I interrupting something?" a soft, musical voice cut in. Everyone turned toward the voice and stared. All except Harry, who jumped out of his chair and bolted over to the figure, throwing his arms around her.

"Kiryan!" he shouted in joy. Kiryan laughed and hugged him back, ruffling his hair. After a moment she pulled back and held him at arms length.

"Look at you, you've gotten taller!" she exclaimed. Harry laughed.

"And my hair's messier."

"Ah, well, there's no helping that." she said smiling and ruffling it. Kestrel, who had given a soft trill at the sight of her, pushed off the table flew toward them. Kiryan raised her hand, allowing Kestrel to rest on the side of it.

"You're an Elf!" Hermione exclaimed. Kiryan looked at her in amusement.

"Very good, little one. And you must be Hermione Granger. According to Vince, Harry talks much about you and his other friends." At that Hermione and Ron blushed.

"Is Vince here?" Harry asked. Kiryan shook her head.

"No, I'm here to pick you and your friends up. I know I might be a little early, I hope it's okay."

"It is perfectly fine, Miss Kiryan." Dumbledore intercepted, rather quickly for Harry's taste. "I'll have a room set up for you. How long are you staying with us?"

"Only for two days or until Hermione finishes her exams."

"And them we can go to Alenious?" Ron blurted. Kiryan laughed.

"Yes, then we can go to Alenious."

"Well, you're certainly not going, young man! You're parents sent me a letter saying to send you home as soon as you are packed." a sharp voice cut in and the group looked up to see Professor McGonagall walking over to them. Ron looked at her.

"Then you can tell them that I'll see them in five days. No more, no less."

"Young man, you are eleven! You are your parent's responsibility and are under your parent's guardian ship until you are seventeen!" McGonagall stated, taking Ron be the arm. Ron yanked away.

"I'm not going back yet!" he shouted and ran out of the Great Hall.

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Harry sighed and looked up.

"You gonna be up there all day?"

"I'd be up here for two days if I could." Ron said, shifting into a more comfortable position on the branch. Harry sighed and looked around the clearing deep in the Forbidden Forest. He knew he could probably find Ron here; it was where he and Hermione had taken Ron when they had explained everything.

Unfurling his wings, Harry expanded them and pushed off the ground, easily reaching the branch where Ron resided. Folding them, he stood perfectly balanced and looked up at the bright blue sky.

"I'm a horrible son, aren't I? I mean, who wouldn't want to see their parents after five months away from home?" Ron said pulling his knees up to his chest.

"It's not like you don't want to see them." Harry said after a moment, still looking up into the sunlight. "More like you're not ready to see them."

"Well, would you be? All my life, they've told me to build my own life the way I want it and to make my own choices. Yet when I finally do, when I finally decide a choice on my own, they come back saying 'Oh, you can't do that because we don't like that, do this'."

Harry sighed and lowered himself into a kneeling position on the branch, randomly plucking a leaf and examining it. "But what are you going to do? McGonagall is right, you're only eleven."

Ron looked down and curled tightly into a ball. "I don't know. You guys are the best of friends anyone could ask for, and I don't want to give you up. Not even for my family."

"But when it comes down to it, we're the ones keeping you from your family."

Ron pressed his lips together, and then shook his head. "No. When it comes down to it, I'm the one keeping me from my family. But is it so wrong, to want to be an individual? To not want to live in the shadow of your brothers or parents? To want to make your own choices?"

This time Harry was the one who shook his head. "No, I suppose not."

"That's way I'm going with you. That's why I'm still your friend and am not giving up on you. Because it's my choice and just because my parents don't approve of it, doesn't mean I have to give up. I won't give up."

Harry suddenly smiled. "Spoken like a true Gryffindor."

Ron blushed at this before shaking his head. "Speaking of which, when we come back from Alenious, do you want to came to the Burrow with me?"

"The Burrow?"

"It's what we call my house." Ron said shrugging. "This way I can see where you live and you can see where I live. Not to mention Ginny needs a reprieve, especially since The Potter's are throwing a Christmas party on Christmas Eve and invited my family."

"A party, huh? I doubt I'm invited though."

"Don't worry, it's open invitation. Anyway, I think you'll be safe because all pure blood families were invited, so I'm pretty sure the Malfoy's and Longbottom's will be there."

"Think they'll mind if I take Hermione?"

"Probably, since it's for 'pure bloods'."

"Too bad."

Ron laughed. "So, you in? It'll probably be deathly boring without you."

"Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this for the world."

By the time Harry had coaxed Ron out of the tree the sun was setting in the horizon and it was nearly dinner time. When the two exited the tree, Harry watched in amusement as Ron got nearly knocked over by a certain bushy haired student, who immediately jumped into a lecture about leaving the grounds. Smiling at the two, Harry exchanged glances with Kiryan as the elf princess walked over to them, Rose bouncing happily beside her with Hedwig in her arms.

Hedwig gave a sharp chirp at the sight of Harry and flapped out of Rose's arms to land on Harry's shoulder before extending her leg, a crisp white letter tied to it. Harry gave her feathers a slight ruffle before excepting the letter and slipping it into his pocket as they headed into the castle.

"It's more of a ball really." Ron said from his place sitting cross-legged on one of the couches in the Slytherin common room. Nearly every one in Slytherin besides seven other students and Harry had left for the Christmas holidays, so the Slytherin Common Room was the perfect place to hang out at the time. Especially since Chase had dubbed the Gryffindor Common Room his and his friend's domain.

At the moment Harry and his friends were all curled up on the plush green couches around the roaring fire. Contrary to popular belief, thedungeons were not that cold, but it still was nice to have extra heat from the fire. Harry was sitting on the couch closest to the fire with Kiryan, who had decided to join them and was reading a novel. Ron was on the middle couch in the arc they had arranged around the fire and Hermione was laying on the one on his other side, listening with rapt attention to what Ron was saying. Rose was laying on her stomach on the floor, playing with a puzzle Harry had found earlier.

Rose had apparently decided to spend time with them instead of her family, saying that they were more fun and didn't ignore her. They didn't really mind and Kiryan absolutely adored the little girl, saying she was just like Harry when he was her age. Harry was especially thrilled by her decision, as he got to spend time with his sister.

"Like a ball? With dancing and ball gowns and everything?" Hermione jumped in, looking enthralled. Ron gave her an amused look.

"Is there any other type."

Hermione blushed and Ron and Harry laughed.

"Sorry, it's just, I've never been to one."

"Speaking of which, Ron, can I borrow you for a minute?" Harry asked, standing up. Ron gave him a confused look, but followed him none the less to the other side of the room. Stopping by one of the wood tables, Harry turned toward him.

"Can you do me a favour?" Harry said as Ron reached him. Ron blinked.

"What?"

"Can you ask Hermione to the dance?"
"What!"

"Shh, please. Come on, this is her first dance. At least this way she won't feel awkward about being there and the Potter's don't have an excuse to kick her out and– "

"Okay, okay, I get it. But why can't you ask her?"

"Because I'm skating on thin ice just by going. I don't want her to get into trouble too."

Ron sighed. "Okay, I'll do it. But just for the record, she's a friend."

Harry smiled. "Of course she is. What gave you the impression I thought other wise?"

Ron gave him a disbelieving look.

Dear Harry,

What did you do? My mom and dad came stomping into the house yesterday with my brothers, claiming that Ron had apparently sent them a letter saying that he was spending part of the holiday with you and that there was nothing they could do about it. It sure got them worked up; they were yelling for an hour saying how Ron was completely lost to the dark side and that you were out to turn their family against them. It was quite funny. At least, Fred, George, and I got a kick out of it. Fred and George send their greetings by the way and say they can't wait to see you again. Something about pulling a prank on Chase during the Potter Christmas Ball. You do know about that, right? I hope you are coming; those formal parties are always boring. Anyway, just make sure you have Ron home on time so my parents don't have another thing to yell about. Oh, and they (my parents) are aware that I'm in contact with you and wanted me to tell you to 'un-sink your claws from their youngest children before you completely defile us with your dark ways'. Corny, huh? I sure thought so. They also threatened to ground me if I continued to be in contact with you, but I plainly told them that I'd 'pull a Ron' if they tried to. Can you thank Ron for that one for me by the way? It has really gotten me out of some situations lately. Anyway, see you later (hopefully at the Ball).

See you

Ginny

Hey guys! Sorry if it's a little shorter then usual, but it was just one of those chapters that are boring to write, but have to be written to fill in blanks and set the plot. And I will be the first to admit this was probably the corniest and worst chapter I have ever written. Sorry about that guys, the next will be better (I hope).

Advice would be especially loved at this point. I kind of know where I'm going with this, but it's going to be a long while till I get there and I need little things that can happen as filler till then, if you know what I mean. Any and all ideas (even if they are incredibly crazy) are welcome.

P.S. if you are wondering why Harry and the others acted childish in some part of this chapter it is because they are eleven. They're not teenagers, heck, they're not even preteens. So they're going to act immature sometimes, even Harry.

R&R