A Land of enchantment~Chapter 2

Authors Note: Thank you to all of you who reviewed chapter one! Review and I will continue again!

Disclaimer: Somewhere over the rainbow is sung by Judy Garland in the Wizard of Oz and is in no way my own work.

Harry woke up to a very cheerful Mrs. Weasley singing, it was way too early to be that cheerful. It was barely even dawn, and, it was still the summer. She was singing a song from a muggle movie that Harry had watched when he was around the age of nine. Something about a wizard, and a land called Oz. Harry remembered munchkins, and an evil witch of the west. Harry heard the song perfectly now in his mind, and from downstairs. It goes like this:

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of,
Once, In a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow,
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
really do come true.

Someday I wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops.
Away above the chimney tops,
Thats where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow,
Blue birds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow,
why then, oh, why cant I?

If happy little blue birds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh why, can't I?

Harry heard the early morning birds chirping in the distance and decided to wake Ron up. "Whassamatta?" Ron said groggily when Harry tried to wake Ron up.

Harry decided that he would let Ron sleep for the moment and go downstairs to see what he could do to help Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen. He owed them all so much. After pointlessly running a comb through his wild hair, and putting pair of baggy khakis on and a collared shirt, he went downstairs.

Once he got there he saw that some of the birds that he had been hearing were actually coming from downstairs. The Weasleys had another clock that had each of the birds, and they played at the hour when the time was right. Harry had seen them, they were muggle contraptions with only one difference. Mr. Weasley had probably bewitched them, because for 3 minutes for every hour, 10 of the birds flew out of the clock and went chirping about the house.

"Do you need any help, Mrs. Weasley?"

"Harry, dear, what are you doing up so early, is Ron up yet?'

"No, I'm just up because I could manage to fall back to sleep after I heard one of the explosions from Fred and George's room."

"Oh, ok then. I suppose you can get the toast going. Today I'm doing everything in a muggle way, so you kids won't be punished for underage magic. The ministry keeps getting it all wrong. I do a simple spell and we get five letters, all warnings not to do underage magic. Of course, what they mean, or what I should hope they mean, is for underage wizards not to do magic. Oh, well, they have enough on their minds at the moment, what with all the recent criminal activity."

"What criminal activity would that be?'

"Well, someone was at St. Mungo's, Godric's Hollow, and Hogsmeade. They attacked everyone putting Hexes on them, even the poor hurt children. I dare say that they were looking for someone, even a disturbance was noted on the Hogwarts grounds. But, no need to worry about that just now, you need to enjoy your summer while it lasts. How is that toast coming along?"

"It's almost ready. Who do you think they are looking for?"

"Well, Arthur seems to be thinking that it is the heir of Gryffindor, but, others say that it is Slytherin's heir, don't these people listen, it was he-who-must-not-be- named the whole time, fifty years ago, and in your second year. The heir of Slytherin is on the wizarding world most wanted lists all ready." Harry thought it would do Mrs. Weasley some good to have someone to talk to in the early mornings, she sure seemed to have a lot to say.


Harry hoped that his mother had been like Mrs. Weasley is. But, he would never know.

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Lauren woke up around 10:00 am lazily turning on her T.V. She was a soap opera addict, well, she wouldn't have been so much if she hadn't gone to Sabrinth, because then she would have real, live, muggle friends, instead of having none. So her summers were mainly wasted on this highly unworthy cause.

But, today, she reminded herself, turning off the television and saying bye to 90210, she was going to London. Sirius was going to apparate to Lauren's house to pick her up to go to the airport. He wasn't as well known for his criminal record in America, and his name had been partly cleared in London as well over the summer when the truth about Peter Pettigrew and the curse had come out.

Sirius said that Lauren could stay with him, Of course, because no one really suspected him anymore, but a boy named Harry Potter was also going to be living with them. Sirius was Harry's god father, and a good friend of the well known, and non- existent James Potter. She got her packed bags out, put on a pair of flared jeans, and a tanktop. She pulled her hair into a neat bun, and smeared on a bit of lip gloss, and went off to the park where she was supposed to meet her father, for the first time since she had been 3 years old.