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A Candle in the Dark.
Chapter 4: Surprise.
Ron and Hermione looked at Ginny impressed
"That'll probably work," said Ron in an awed voice.
" If it doesn't, I will be really surprised" agreed Hermione.
"Me too," said Ginny, "but listen, we have got a lot to do and less then a week to do it in if we want this to work."
"Should we tell mum?" asked Ron. Ginny thought for a minute before answering.
"I think we have to, I mean, it can't be done without her permission".
"Yeah, I suppose so".
"C'mon," said Ginny, "we'd better go back into the kitchen" they returned to the kitchen and saw Harry still sitting at the kitchen table, but there was no one else to be seen.
"Er.D'you know where mum is?"
"Yeah, she's out in the yard".
"Thanks" Hermione and Ginny headed out into the yard but Ron stayed behind.
"Can I sit down?" he asked. Harry nodded. Ron pulled out a chair opposite and sat down. He didn't know where to start, there were so many questions that he wanted to ask but he didn't know where to start. Eventually he decided to be blunt.
"We know you miss him, mate, we all do, but moping around and doing nothing all day isn't going to help nor is it going to bring him back". Harry just shrugged and looked away, he had been over all this in his mind but it didn't help. He just couldn't throw off the sadness that was smothering him. Ron just sat there; unable to think of anything else to say that might cheer him up. Eventually he shrugged and decided to hope that everything else went according to plan.
Five minutes later Ginny and Hermione burst through the door and, beckoning to Ron, ran through to the next room
"Mum's agreed to it" said Ginny breathlessly. Ron smiled
"Excellent, now lets hope it all goes according to plan".
"Dinner!" yelled Mrs Weasley from the garden.
"Ok, and remember, not a word to Harry" said Hermione, Ron rolled his eyes when she wasn't looking, but managed to refrain from making any remarks.
Mrs Weasley had outdone herself; there was a table big enough for the Weasley's, minus Percy, Bill and Charlie as they weren't there, Hermione and Harry. There was a huge chicken and gammon pie with new potatoes and salad. There were enchanted candles hovering above the table, each with a different coloured flame.
Harry was seated at one end. Ron, Hermione and Ginny went to join him. After they were all seated they began, even Harry managed to join in the conversations- to an extent, whenever the topic of conversation went remotely near Sirius he would become suddenly quiet and distant.
When the main course was finally finished, Mrs Weasley brought out a huge dish of homemade strawberry ice cream.
"Well", yawned Hermione "I think I'm going to turn in, I'm pretty tired"
"Me too", said Ron, "Coming Harry?" Harry nodded.
"Thank you, Mrs Weasley, it was excellent" said Harry before following Ron, Ginny nodded in agreement. They all entered the house and at the top of the stairs, Harry and Ron turned left while the Girls turned.
"'Night" said Harry.
"Yeah, G'night" said Ron
"'N.Night" said Ginny attempting to stifle a yawn and failing. Hermione nodded, too tired to do anything else.
Harry and Ron changed in silence before getting into their beds.
"Night, mate."
"Night, Ron" and without another word they both fell asleep.
'--- Harry's Dream --- '
- Harry ran down the corridor, he instinctively knew which door it was, plus he could hear malicious laughter coming from behind it.
He reached it and tried the handle, it was locked! He threw his weight against it and to his relief it opened.
He instantly froze with horror. Staring back at him out of the dimly lit room, littered with all sorts of strange things were the, cold, cruel, hard eyes of none other then Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort laughed even harder and more maliciously.
Harry's brain screamed at him 'RUN!' but he couldn't, his legs just wouldn't move. Suddenly out of the shadows stepped about twenty Deatheaters.
Voldemort raised his wand and said in a voice filled with evil and hate
"Avada Kedavra"
Then out of nowhere stepped Sirius, Harry saw Voldemort's curse hit him square in the chest.
He saw Sirius's face twist with shock and pain.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Screamed Harry, his voice sounded distant, as though he was yelling from the other side of the room.
He saw him fall through the veil and when he looked up it was not Voldemort's face that looked back at him but Bellatrix Lestrange's, Her eyes dancing with cruel merriment and laughter.
Then she levelled her wand at Harry's chest; there was nowhere to run, he was doomed. -
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRGH"
"Harry, Harry!" Ron was beside Harry's bed looking extremely scared. Harry sat up shaking; he was covered in sweat and breathing heavily.
At that point Mrs Weasley, Mr Weasley, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George burst into Ron's room.
"Harry! What's wrong?" asked Mrs Weasley extremely worried.
"Nothing, just a nightmare, I'm ok" Harry mumbled, embarrassed to have woken the whole household.
Fred, George, Ginny, Hermione and Ron were all looking scared.
"Come on, up you get dear". Obediently Harry got up and followed Mrs Weasley down into the kitchen.
Mrs Weasley sat Harry down at the table before starting to make everyone a cup of tea.
"Do you want to tell us what it was about?" asked Mr Weasley gently. Mrs Weasley made a disapproving noise but didn't say anything.
"Yes" said Harry, thinking that it would make him feel better if he did. Mrs Weasley put a cup of tea in front of him and he took a long drink before starting. He felt better after doing so.
He began to tell them his nightmare. After he had finished Hermione and Ginny looked even more scared. Mrs Weasley just reached over to him and hugged him. In a strange way Harry was glad he had that nightmare, he had been able to see Sirius.
Mr Weasley looked at his watch.
"Its three forty-two, I think we should go back to sleep".
"Yes, but first I want to give Harry this potion for dreamless sleep". Mr Weasley nodded and everyone apart from Harry turned and climbed up the stairs.
Instead of getting him his potion, she sat down opposite him.
"Harry, Sirius was a great man, and I know we didn't always get on but I respected him. He didn't like being cooped up; he wanted to do something for the Order. He loved you dearly. That's why he gave his life for you."
Harry nodded. He still couldn't accept it though; the guilt was still there.
"Now, off to bed." It was only until he was in bed that Harry realised she hadn't given him any potion.
The days before Harry's birthday were very eventful, but difficult because everything had to be done without Harry realisation that something was going on, so, as much as she would have liked to Mrs Weasley couldn't put up any decorations. To get presents each person had to sneak off very early in the morning with Mr Weasley.
Eventually the night before Harry's birthday arrived. Using Harry's nightmare as an excuse, Mrs Weasley gave Harry a potion for dreamless sleep.
Harry woke up the next morning and looked at his watch nine-thirty! He immediately jumped up and got dressed. He looked at Ron's bed, Ron wasn't in it.
He went downstairs and then:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HARRY!" Everyone apart from Percy was standing in front of the table beaming at him. He couldn't help but beam back. They all came forwards.
"Happy birthday, mate" said Ron grinning at him.
"Happy birthday, Harry" said Hermione. Everyone came up and said happy birthday to him. Then before he could say anything.
"Surprise" said a quiet voice from behind him, Harry recognised that voice but he could hardly believe it. He whirled round.
"Cho!" he breathed in disbelief.
"Yeah" she said softly. Their faces were inches apart, everyone and everything ceased to exist.
"I'm sorry, Harry, about last term" They had moved closer, their faces almost touching.
"Me too" he said quietly.
"I dumped Michael", she said, their lips brushing with every word, "anyway", Cho closed her eyes, "I always liked you better". At that point they released themselves to their passions. Harry never wanted the kiss to end, he loved Cho with all his heart and he knew she loved him in the same way.
Eventually, they broke apart and opened their eyes, they looked at each other's face and smiled gently. As if coming out of a blissful dream they became aware of the entire Weasley family watching them, Harry and Chos' reaction had been nothing like what they had expected.
A/N Hope that chapter was ok, I've tried to make them longer. I haven't been able to update lately because I've been really busy. Please R&R. I will try to update every three days or so, depending on how much work my teachers give me!! Thanks to my reviewers. Keep reading, 'cos I'll keep writing!
Fireboy.
A Candle in the Dark.
Chapter 4: Surprise.
Ron and Hermione looked at Ginny impressed
"That'll probably work," said Ron in an awed voice.
" If it doesn't, I will be really surprised" agreed Hermione.
"Me too," said Ginny, "but listen, we have got a lot to do and less then a week to do it in if we want this to work."
"Should we tell mum?" asked Ron. Ginny thought for a minute before answering.
"I think we have to, I mean, it can't be done without her permission".
"Yeah, I suppose so".
"C'mon," said Ginny, "we'd better go back into the kitchen" they returned to the kitchen and saw Harry still sitting at the kitchen table, but there was no one else to be seen.
"Er.D'you know where mum is?"
"Yeah, she's out in the yard".
"Thanks" Hermione and Ginny headed out into the yard but Ron stayed behind.
"Can I sit down?" he asked. Harry nodded. Ron pulled out a chair opposite and sat down. He didn't know where to start, there were so many questions that he wanted to ask but he didn't know where to start. Eventually he decided to be blunt.
"We know you miss him, mate, we all do, but moping around and doing nothing all day isn't going to help nor is it going to bring him back". Harry just shrugged and looked away, he had been over all this in his mind but it didn't help. He just couldn't throw off the sadness that was smothering him. Ron just sat there; unable to think of anything else to say that might cheer him up. Eventually he shrugged and decided to hope that everything else went according to plan.
Five minutes later Ginny and Hermione burst through the door and, beckoning to Ron, ran through to the next room
"Mum's agreed to it" said Ginny breathlessly. Ron smiled
"Excellent, now lets hope it all goes according to plan".
"Dinner!" yelled Mrs Weasley from the garden.
"Ok, and remember, not a word to Harry" said Hermione, Ron rolled his eyes when she wasn't looking, but managed to refrain from making any remarks.
Mrs Weasley had outdone herself; there was a table big enough for the Weasley's, minus Percy, Bill and Charlie as they weren't there, Hermione and Harry. There was a huge chicken and gammon pie with new potatoes and salad. There were enchanted candles hovering above the table, each with a different coloured flame.
Harry was seated at one end. Ron, Hermione and Ginny went to join him. After they were all seated they began, even Harry managed to join in the conversations- to an extent, whenever the topic of conversation went remotely near Sirius he would become suddenly quiet and distant.
When the main course was finally finished, Mrs Weasley brought out a huge dish of homemade strawberry ice cream.
"Well", yawned Hermione "I think I'm going to turn in, I'm pretty tired"
"Me too", said Ron, "Coming Harry?" Harry nodded.
"Thank you, Mrs Weasley, it was excellent" said Harry before following Ron, Ginny nodded in agreement. They all entered the house and at the top of the stairs, Harry and Ron turned left while the Girls turned.
"'Night" said Harry.
"Yeah, G'night" said Ron
"'N.Night" said Ginny attempting to stifle a yawn and failing. Hermione nodded, too tired to do anything else.
Harry and Ron changed in silence before getting into their beds.
"Night, mate."
"Night, Ron" and without another word they both fell asleep.
'--- Harry's Dream --- '
- Harry ran down the corridor, he instinctively knew which door it was, plus he could hear malicious laughter coming from behind it.
He reached it and tried the handle, it was locked! He threw his weight against it and to his relief it opened.
He instantly froze with horror. Staring back at him out of the dimly lit room, littered with all sorts of strange things were the, cold, cruel, hard eyes of none other then Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort laughed even harder and more maliciously.
Harry's brain screamed at him 'RUN!' but he couldn't, his legs just wouldn't move. Suddenly out of the shadows stepped about twenty Deatheaters.
Voldemort raised his wand and said in a voice filled with evil and hate
"Avada Kedavra"
Then out of nowhere stepped Sirius, Harry saw Voldemort's curse hit him square in the chest.
He saw Sirius's face twist with shock and pain.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Screamed Harry, his voice sounded distant, as though he was yelling from the other side of the room.
He saw him fall through the veil and when he looked up it was not Voldemort's face that looked back at him but Bellatrix Lestrange's, Her eyes dancing with cruel merriment and laughter.
Then she levelled her wand at Harry's chest; there was nowhere to run, he was doomed. -
"AAAAAAAARRRRRRGH"
"Harry, Harry!" Ron was beside Harry's bed looking extremely scared. Harry sat up shaking; he was covered in sweat and breathing heavily.
At that point Mrs Weasley, Mr Weasley, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George burst into Ron's room.
"Harry! What's wrong?" asked Mrs Weasley extremely worried.
"Nothing, just a nightmare, I'm ok" Harry mumbled, embarrassed to have woken the whole household.
Fred, George, Ginny, Hermione and Ron were all looking scared.
"Come on, up you get dear". Obediently Harry got up and followed Mrs Weasley down into the kitchen.
Mrs Weasley sat Harry down at the table before starting to make everyone a cup of tea.
"Do you want to tell us what it was about?" asked Mr Weasley gently. Mrs Weasley made a disapproving noise but didn't say anything.
"Yes" said Harry, thinking that it would make him feel better if he did. Mrs Weasley put a cup of tea in front of him and he took a long drink before starting. He felt better after doing so.
He began to tell them his nightmare. After he had finished Hermione and Ginny looked even more scared. Mrs Weasley just reached over to him and hugged him. In a strange way Harry was glad he had that nightmare, he had been able to see Sirius.
Mr Weasley looked at his watch.
"Its three forty-two, I think we should go back to sleep".
"Yes, but first I want to give Harry this potion for dreamless sleep". Mr Weasley nodded and everyone apart from Harry turned and climbed up the stairs.
Instead of getting him his potion, she sat down opposite him.
"Harry, Sirius was a great man, and I know we didn't always get on but I respected him. He didn't like being cooped up; he wanted to do something for the Order. He loved you dearly. That's why he gave his life for you."
Harry nodded. He still couldn't accept it though; the guilt was still there.
"Now, off to bed." It was only until he was in bed that Harry realised she hadn't given him any potion.
The days before Harry's birthday were very eventful, but difficult because everything had to be done without Harry realisation that something was going on, so, as much as she would have liked to Mrs Weasley couldn't put up any decorations. To get presents each person had to sneak off very early in the morning with Mr Weasley.
Eventually the night before Harry's birthday arrived. Using Harry's nightmare as an excuse, Mrs Weasley gave Harry a potion for dreamless sleep.
Harry woke up the next morning and looked at his watch nine-thirty! He immediately jumped up and got dressed. He looked at Ron's bed, Ron wasn't in it.
He went downstairs and then:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HARRY!" Everyone apart from Percy was standing in front of the table beaming at him. He couldn't help but beam back. They all came forwards.
"Happy birthday, mate" said Ron grinning at him.
"Happy birthday, Harry" said Hermione. Everyone came up and said happy birthday to him. Then before he could say anything.
"Surprise" said a quiet voice from behind him, Harry recognised that voice but he could hardly believe it. He whirled round.
"Cho!" he breathed in disbelief.
"Yeah" she said softly. Their faces were inches apart, everyone and everything ceased to exist.
"I'm sorry, Harry, about last term" They had moved closer, their faces almost touching.
"Me too" he said quietly.
"I dumped Michael", she said, their lips brushing with every word, "anyway", Cho closed her eyes, "I always liked you better". At that point they released themselves to their passions. Harry never wanted the kiss to end, he loved Cho with all his heart and he knew she loved him in the same way.
Eventually, they broke apart and opened their eyes, they looked at each other's face and smiled gently. As if coming out of a blissful dream they became aware of the entire Weasley family watching them, Harry and Chos' reaction had been nothing like what they had expected.
A/N Hope that chapter was ok, I've tried to make them longer. I haven't been able to update lately because I've been really busy. Please R&R. I will try to update every three days or so, depending on how much work my teachers give me!! Thanks to my reviewers. Keep reading, 'cos I'll keep writing!
Fireboy.