I expected it to be longer. But school starts in like four days…so updates are getting harder.
I had a GREAT time in Boston.
Lemme tell yall something,
I was at an after party with my friend Ashlee, who is 14.
We saw this HOT redhead and we talked to him and found out he was 17 so we told him we were 15. lol.
He was in the states for the wedding, but he lived in London. SO HE HAD A BRITISH ACCENT!
No big deal for you ppl in England, but I've never left the states so a British accent is rarely found.
Anywho, we all three hit it off and we taught a British Boy how to dance the American way wink wink
So he gave us his email, but I hav been putting off emailing him……
Lastly, do all British boys kiss when they say good-bye or did I just get lucky?
DISCLAIMER! I NEED AN INTERESTING DISCLAIMER! ANY IDEAS?
"MOLLY!" Sirius opened the front door and walked quickly into the Burrow.
"What?" molly asked from the kitchen. She was in a horrible mood and she had every right to be. Ron had come in Molly and Arthur's room before the sun came up to ask where his broom cleaning kit was, so she had to get up to search the whole house only to have Ron remember he didn't have a broom cleaning kit, or a broom for that matter. Molly started making breakfast without her wand, Arthur had told her to use as
little magic as possible so no Death Eaters could track her. Once she was done with the eggs, Hermione had come in begging Molly to get the complaining Ginny away from her. When Molly sorted that out Ginny decided to come down and complain to her instead. So she was been leaning over a hot stove, listening to Ginny complain that Harry should not have left her the day before their anniversary, even if she had gone off on him.
"MOLLY!" Sirius yelled again, "MOLLY! Get in here! Something's wrong!"
Molly figured that they'd bought something from Weasley' s Wizarding Wheezes and it had gone wrong, or right from Fred and George's perspective, and now one of them had three noses or something. She sighed, quite frankly she didn't have the time or the patience for this.
"Sirius!" She walked out of the kitchen, "SOMEONE BETTER BE DEAD OR I'M GOING TO-" she stopped dead in her tracks. Sirius was laying an unconscious and sweating Harry down on the couch.
"Wha- wha- what happened?" Molly stuttered.
"I don't know." Sirius looked panicked. "He just went out cold."
That's when Molly noticed Tonks, she was quietly hiding in the shadows, obviously not wanting to interrupt, and for a brief second Molly forgot about Sirius and Harry.
"Tonks?" she asked. "It's so nice to see you!"
"Um…Molly?" Sirius complained, "Remember Harry?"
"Oh!" Molly turned her attention back to the boy lying on the couch. She took two long strides and she was by his side.
"Sirius. He's burning up." Molly had her hand on his forehead, "Maybe he wasn't lying about being sick earlier." She told him and yelled, "GINNY! STOP MOPING AROUND AND GET ME SOME COLD WATER AND A RAG!"
No one said anything as Molly poked and prodded Harry until Molly came in with the materials Molly had asked for.
"Oh my gosh!" Ginny gasped quietly, "What happened?" she thought she might know, but she wasnt one to jump to conclusions.
"We don't know." Molly sighed and reached for the damp rag placing it on Harry's forehead. "He's got a fever. I don't have any way of knowing how high it is, though. Did he get hit by anything, Sirius?"
"No," Sirius thought back to earlier that day, "He was complaining that he didn't feel good, but he looked fine."
Molly sighed, 'I guess the only thing we can do is sit and wait. Maybe he'll know what happened."
Right after Molly got the words out of her mouth, Harry brought his hand up to his face to rub his eyes, "What? Where? Huh?" The expression on his face told everyone he had no idea what was going on.
"Harry, Are you okay?" Molly asked slowly. "Do you know where you are? And who your are?
"What?" Harry had an exasperated look on his face as he sat up, "Yes, I'm Harry James Potter and I am in your house. Why do you- Wait, why does she have blue hair?" He'd gotten a glimpse of Tonks in the mirror and he could have sworn that earlier that day her hair had been pink.
"Hi!" Tonks stepped out of the shadows. "I am Tonks." She added cheerfully. Harry couldn't help but thinking she was a little too cheerful, even for her hair color.
"Pleasure, I'm sure. But didn't I already meet you?" Harry answered, lacking the happiness that Tonk's voice had contained.
"Yes, well, your fall was pretty hard. I thought you might have-" Tonks looked at her shoes.
"Sorry to interrupt this beautiful moment, but may I know what the hell is going on." Sirius was getting really annoyed at how everyone was handling this situation.
"Harry, lay back down." Molly said in a motherly voice.
Harry, not really knowing what was going on, did the easiest thing and obeyed.
"You have a fever, although for the life of me I don't know why." Molly began in a hushed tone. "Do you remember what happened? Did you get hit really hard in the head by something? Did you eat something weird? Did anyone do anything to you that was out of the normal?"
"No," Now Harry knew what had happened, "Why? Did I black out?"
"Yes dear, now, do you know what happened?" Molly smiled calmly, "It's very important that we know."
"Nothing." Harry hated lying, especially to this woman who was so nice to him. "Just too much heat. Sirius had me running around everywhere…." he forced out a pitiful laugh.
"Okay," Molly new there was more to the story than he was telling, "Maybe you should lay down for a little while, just to make sure your okay."
"No," Harry sat up, "I think I'll be fine…." he stood up and felt a dull pain in the back of his head.
"Harry. Lay back down." Sirius shot sharply.
"No, I'm fine." Harry said in a tone that dared anyone to contradict him.
Of course, Sirius would be the one to take that dare, "Harry. Lay back down." Sirius ordered through gritted teeth.
Harry knew better than to protest when Sirius was talking like that, so he sat back down next to Molly.
Harry was sitting on the bed, petting Killer, with a quill in one hand and a piece of off-white parchment in the other.
'How am I going to say this?' Harry wondered to himself.
He could hear Tonks and Sirius talking down stairs, they weren't just talking, they were singing, very loudly. 'Twenty-two bottles of beer on the wall! Twenty-two bottles of beeeeeeeeeerrrrrrr!'
Idiots.
Harry took a deep breath and began to write,
Darling,
'Was darling too much?' Harry wondered.
I know that I was a jerk earlier and I am really sorry.
You were right.
'I can not believe I justwrote that' Harry thought as Killer jumped off the bed and began rummaging through the closet.
He took another deep breath and finished up the letter,
I hope that you can find it in yourself to forgive me.
That's all that I am asking for right now.
And maybe, if your forgive me that is, we could meet up tomorrow around eight and go out to dinner?
Please,
Harry
He folded the parchment and set it next to him, breathing out deeply. He really hoped this was going to work.
Some time a while ago, Harry remembered Ginny telling him how much she loved roses. Or was that how much she hated them? Hoping it was the first, Harry had a bought eleven real, red roses and one fake one. He tucked the parchment into them and read the card that was attached one last time.
In dark red ink he had written in Calligraphy,
'I will love you until the last rose dies.'
Harry knew it was a little sappy, but he also knew that girls liked that kind of stuff. He kicked Killer out of his dirty laundry hamper and snuck down the hall to Ginny's room. He subtly made sure that Ginny wasn't in her room before she went inside. He set the roses down on a night table and the parchment in the middle of her bed. He said a little prayer that it would work before he left the room.
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Two Questions Today-
1-Do you prefer British or American men/women? Why?
2-Tell me a brief bio about yourselves so I can get to know you better.
Tori, I don't think I need one of you, but if your bored…..
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-Whit