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A Candle in the Dark
Chapter 3: No Longer Alone.
Ron woke up not long after Harry had fallen asleep. He got up and saw Harry sound asleep on the camp bed. 'He looks dreadful' he thought to himself before heading downstairs.
He saw his mum and dad in the kitchen.
"Morning" he greeted.
"Morning, dear" replied Mrs Weasly.
"Harry looks terrible, what have they done to him?" Ron said indignantly.
"Nothing," said a hoarse voice behind them. Harry was standing there in his pyjamas and dressing gown, "The Dursleys' haven't done anything to me, it's because of..it's because.. " He couldn't bring himself to say it, he couldn't make himself say that it was because of Sirius dying, but they knew what he meant.
At that point Fred and George came downstairs, but their grins vanished as soon as they saw Harry.
"Harry, what.?" Fred began, but Mrs Weasly stopped him with a look., they knew what she meant, no questions to be asked. Harry sat down at the table and put his head in his hands.
"Harry, dear, would you like a cup of tea?" Mrs Weasly asked gently. Harry nodded. They heard footsteps on the stairs, Ron went to tell Ginny.
"Ginny", he said, "Don't ask Harry any questions" she was slightly puzzled but nodded anyway. As soon as she got into the kitchen she saw what he meant, she stifled a gasp of horror but with great difficulty, instead of asking any questions she looked away from him.
"Hedwig's back" said Ron motioning towards the window. Mr Weasly walked to the window and let her in. She held out her leg with two letters attached, one addressed to Mr and Mrs Weasly and one addressed to Harry, he already knew what the letter said but he opened it anyway. The letter read what it always did 'Ok, keep in touch'.
After they had finished breakfast George suggested a game of quidditch.
"I think Harry should rest" said Mrs Weasly.
"No", said Harry, "I would love a game of quidditch". Mrs Weasly considered disagreeing, but decided not to, thinking that it would be good to give Harry something to take his mind off what had happened. If only for a little while.
"Ok, then" said Mrs Weasly. Harry ran upstairs and grabbed his broom and hurried onto the quidditch pitch where Fred George and Ron were waiting. They kicked off into the air. Harry and Ron against Fred and George. Harry forgot all his worries in the joy of flight. Half an hour later Harry and Ron were beating Fred and George 70-40 when Mrs Weasly ran out on to the pitch. They flew down to meet her.
"Hermiones just owled, she is going to be arriving at eleven, so that gives you an hour."
"Excellent" said Ron and Harry together. Mrs Weasly noticed, with amazement, how much better Harry looked, some of the colour had returned to his cheeks and his skin looked less tight. His voice sounded more normal aswell.
They decided to leave it at that. They dismounted and walked back to the Burrow. However ten minutes later Harry lost his happy look and returned to his depression.
At ten to eleven Mr Weasly went to pick up Hermione. As soon as Hermione walked through the door and saw Harry she gasped.
"Oh Harry" and rushed to give him a hug.
"Hey Hermione."
Ron took Hermione through to the next room, Ginny followed.
"How long has he been like that?" Hermione asked concerned.
"Ever since we picked him up" Ron replied
"We need something to cheer him up, he's suffering from depression." said Hermione.
They all thought for a minute, then:
"I've got it!" exclaimed Ron.
"What?" asked Hermione eagerly.
"Well it's his birthday in a week isn't it? We could throw a party or something."
"That's quite a good idea, actually" said Hermione.
"I always have good ideas."
"No you don't." replied Hermione promptly. Ginny, who had remained quiet throughout this, sensed an argument brewing.
"Shut it you two, that's not all we can do, listen to this." And Ginny leaned forward and whispered her idea to them.
A/N Hope that was ok, please R/R and let me know how it was.
A Candle in the Dark
Chapter 3: No Longer Alone.
Ron woke up not long after Harry had fallen asleep. He got up and saw Harry sound asleep on the camp bed. 'He looks dreadful' he thought to himself before heading downstairs.
He saw his mum and dad in the kitchen.
"Morning" he greeted.
"Morning, dear" replied Mrs Weasly.
"Harry looks terrible, what have they done to him?" Ron said indignantly.
"Nothing," said a hoarse voice behind them. Harry was standing there in his pyjamas and dressing gown, "The Dursleys' haven't done anything to me, it's because of..it's because.. " He couldn't bring himself to say it, he couldn't make himself say that it was because of Sirius dying, but they knew what he meant.
At that point Fred and George came downstairs, but their grins vanished as soon as they saw Harry.
"Harry, what.?" Fred began, but Mrs Weasly stopped him with a look., they knew what she meant, no questions to be asked. Harry sat down at the table and put his head in his hands.
"Harry, dear, would you like a cup of tea?" Mrs Weasly asked gently. Harry nodded. They heard footsteps on the stairs, Ron went to tell Ginny.
"Ginny", he said, "Don't ask Harry any questions" she was slightly puzzled but nodded anyway. As soon as she got into the kitchen she saw what he meant, she stifled a gasp of horror but with great difficulty, instead of asking any questions she looked away from him.
"Hedwig's back" said Ron motioning towards the window. Mr Weasly walked to the window and let her in. She held out her leg with two letters attached, one addressed to Mr and Mrs Weasly and one addressed to Harry, he already knew what the letter said but he opened it anyway. The letter read what it always did 'Ok, keep in touch'.
After they had finished breakfast George suggested a game of quidditch.
"I think Harry should rest" said Mrs Weasly.
"No", said Harry, "I would love a game of quidditch". Mrs Weasly considered disagreeing, but decided not to, thinking that it would be good to give Harry something to take his mind off what had happened. If only for a little while.
"Ok, then" said Mrs Weasly. Harry ran upstairs and grabbed his broom and hurried onto the quidditch pitch where Fred George and Ron were waiting. They kicked off into the air. Harry and Ron against Fred and George. Harry forgot all his worries in the joy of flight. Half an hour later Harry and Ron were beating Fred and George 70-40 when Mrs Weasly ran out on to the pitch. They flew down to meet her.
"Hermiones just owled, she is going to be arriving at eleven, so that gives you an hour."
"Excellent" said Ron and Harry together. Mrs Weasly noticed, with amazement, how much better Harry looked, some of the colour had returned to his cheeks and his skin looked less tight. His voice sounded more normal aswell.
They decided to leave it at that. They dismounted and walked back to the Burrow. However ten minutes later Harry lost his happy look and returned to his depression.
At ten to eleven Mr Weasly went to pick up Hermione. As soon as Hermione walked through the door and saw Harry she gasped.
"Oh Harry" and rushed to give him a hug.
"Hey Hermione."
Ron took Hermione through to the next room, Ginny followed.
"How long has he been like that?" Hermione asked concerned.
"Ever since we picked him up" Ron replied
"We need something to cheer him up, he's suffering from depression." said Hermione.
They all thought for a minute, then:
"I've got it!" exclaimed Ron.
"What?" asked Hermione eagerly.
"Well it's his birthday in a week isn't it? We could throw a party or something."
"That's quite a good idea, actually" said Hermione.
"I always have good ideas."
"No you don't." replied Hermione promptly. Ginny, who had remained quiet throughout this, sensed an argument brewing.
"Shut it you two, that's not all we can do, listen to this." And Ginny leaned forward and whispered her idea to them.
A/N Hope that was ok, please R/R and let me know how it was.