Aphra's Note: Hey, again. Okay, first I'd like to thank A Girl Who Knows for her help. She, like, made this
sound a whole lot better. Alright, as you probably know I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to HTML.
(Yes, I am the weakest link. G'bye.) So, if you see a bunch of html, disregard it for now, and when this chapter appears, I'll
delete it and try again. Also, A Girl Who Knows also provided me with a nifty money conversion chart. It also may be
affected by my bad html skills. Yes, I could have used the one she sent me, but I got confused.
-_-;; Oh well...*crosses fingers*
Chapter 3 - A Visit to Ron's
Harry sat on his bedroom chair. It was sometime nearing the middle of August. Harry had just snuck some boiled
sweets from Dudley's stash and was enjoying them greatly. As he was pondering the nearby calendar he saw marked
in red, "Ron is coming."
He almost forgot, but he did remember to tell the Dursleys about it already.
The Dursleys were anxious to get rid of him, after threats about Sirius Black. Harry remembered when he told them, they
suddenly just choked up, and he did add some interesting exaggerations though. So he was okay for the time being. He
wondered how the Weasleys would arrive, as he packed up all his school things, excited to visit and start his fifth year at
Hogwarts School soon.
Hermione would be staying at Ron's too. She'd just got word that she was a prefect, and was acting pretty chirpy about it,
but Harry knew that, although she was a rule-lover, she'd not be a Percy ankle biter. Harry supposed it would be nice to have
a prefect for a friend to clue him in on all the official happenings.
About an hour later, Harry was down stairs, waiting anxiously for the Weasleys. The Dursleys had wanted to avoid being in
the midst of a catastrophe and were hidden away upstairs. Clasping his trunk, or as close as you can get to clasping a heavy
object, he waited by the door. Suddenly, out the fireplace that the Weasleys destroyed last year, came Ron and Mr. Weasley.
"Sorry Harry. We were running out of original ways to travel," said Ron. Harry grinned, although he felt a little apprehensive
about using Floo Powder.
"So where are the Muggles, Harry," asked Mr. Weasley curiously.
"You remember last year right?" said Harry.
"Yes."
"I rest my case."
Mr. Weasley looked slightly thwarted. "Oh. I wanted to ask them how the hospital system works. All that equipment and all..."
"Dad...." muttered Ron.
"Right ought to get going. Got your stuff Harry?" asked Mr. Weasley.
Harry pointed to his trunk, which Mr. Weasley lifted, and gave Harry some Floo powder.
"Right now into the fire. You first Harry, then Ron, then I'll go last," said Mr. Weasley. And so it was. They all managed
to land safely in the burrow, and were greeted by Hermione, who was already togged up in her Prefect badge.
"Err, congratulations..." said Harry; unsure if he would chunder up the boiled sweets he had earlier.
"Huh? Oh this. Well thanks," Hermione replied. The three brought Harry's trunk up to Ron's room.
"So, Ron, hear anything about Voldemort? Did anyone apprehend him?" Harry was curious to know since he didn't have
too many ties with the wizarding world at the Dursleys. Ron hadn't really mentioned anything about it in his letters either.
"No. He's still at large. And don't say that name. Slipped through the Ministry sooo many times this summer though," said Ron.
Harry's heart sank. He was hoping that Voldemort would have been destroyed. Codswallop, he thought, as Dumbledore most
likely would have contacted him.
As they tugged off to Ron's room they discussed what had happened over their summer.
"My mother and father are very proud of the honor of my being a prefect."
"Why wouldn't they be?" Said Ron with a very diddums tone, but Hermione didn't notice.
"Mine are still shocked about Cedric Diggory...he was a nice fellow...and of course dad's still obsessed with the muggles."
"My scar's been hurting a little here and there, but I think it's just because Voldemort's on the loose." Harry said a bit dismally.
"Don't say that name!!!"
About 2 hours later without anything left to say, and of course Mrs. Weasley scolding them for keeping the rest of the family awake, they
all fell asleep.
When Harry woke the next morning, Hermione and Ron weren't in the room. Harry got dressed and went down to the kitchen where he
found them eating biccies, and bangers. (biscuits and sausages)
As Harry finished eating his third bakeswell tart he heard Mr. Weasley commenting on the Daily Prophet.
"Curious. How very curious," said Mr. Weasley, reading the Muggle paper while eating a bite of toast. Harry couldn't help himself.
"What's curious?"
"Another Muggle singing sensation has been murdered. The eighth one this week. Wouldn't you say that that's curious?" And indeed it
was, Harry thought.
It was lucky that Harry, Hermione, and Ron couldn't sing, let alone be famous muggle singers... The rest of the summer
slipped by, and soon Harry found himself having a Pumpkin juice on the train back to Hogwarts. 'Would Voldemort be
defeated this year?' Harry could only hope.
Until next time...
__________________
p
£ ) 'Pounds, shillings, and pence', money in general
p(4 farthings = 2 halfpennies = 1 penny, 12 pence = 1 shilling, 2 shillings = 1 florin, 5 shillings = 1 crown, 20 shillings = 1 pound (sovereign),
21 shillings = 1 guinea)
pAnd here are some conversions…
p1.00 USD United States Dollars = 0.705866 GBP United Kingdom Pounds
p1 USD = 0.705866 GBP = 1 GBP = 1.41670 USD O:P/O:P
p100.00 USD United States Dollars = 70.5866 GBP United Kingdom Pounds
p1 USD = 0.705866 GBP 1 GBP = 1.41670 USD
p0.25 USD United States Dollars = 0.176466 GBP United Kingdom Pounds
p1 USD = 0.705866 GBP = 1 GBP = 1.41670 USD O:P/O:P
p1.00 GBP United Kingdom Pounds = 1.41670 USD United States Dollars
p1 GBP = 1.41670 USD 1 USD = 0.705866 GBP O:P/O:P
sound a whole lot better. Alright, as you probably know I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to HTML.
(Yes, I am the weakest link. G'bye.) So, if you see a bunch of html, disregard it for now, and when this chapter appears, I'll
delete it and try again. Also, A Girl Who Knows also provided me with a nifty money conversion chart. It also may be
affected by my bad html skills. Yes, I could have used the one she sent me, but I got confused.
-_-;; Oh well...*crosses fingers*
Chapter 3 - A Visit to Ron's
Harry sat on his bedroom chair. It was sometime nearing the middle of August. Harry had just snuck some boiled
sweets from Dudley's stash and was enjoying them greatly. As he was pondering the nearby calendar he saw marked
in red, "Ron is coming."
He almost forgot, but he did remember to tell the Dursleys about it already.
The Dursleys were anxious to get rid of him, after threats about Sirius Black. Harry remembered when he told them, they
suddenly just choked up, and he did add some interesting exaggerations though. So he was okay for the time being. He
wondered how the Weasleys would arrive, as he packed up all his school things, excited to visit and start his fifth year at
Hogwarts School soon.
Hermione would be staying at Ron's too. She'd just got word that she was a prefect, and was acting pretty chirpy about it,
but Harry knew that, although she was a rule-lover, she'd not be a Percy ankle biter. Harry supposed it would be nice to have
a prefect for a friend to clue him in on all the official happenings.
About an hour later, Harry was down stairs, waiting anxiously for the Weasleys. The Dursleys had wanted to avoid being in
the midst of a catastrophe and were hidden away upstairs. Clasping his trunk, or as close as you can get to clasping a heavy
object, he waited by the door. Suddenly, out the fireplace that the Weasleys destroyed last year, came Ron and Mr. Weasley.
"Sorry Harry. We were running out of original ways to travel," said Ron. Harry grinned, although he felt a little apprehensive
about using Floo Powder.
"So where are the Muggles, Harry," asked Mr. Weasley curiously.
"You remember last year right?" said Harry.
"Yes."
"I rest my case."
Mr. Weasley looked slightly thwarted. "Oh. I wanted to ask them how the hospital system works. All that equipment and all..."
"Dad...." muttered Ron.
"Right ought to get going. Got your stuff Harry?" asked Mr. Weasley.
Harry pointed to his trunk, which Mr. Weasley lifted, and gave Harry some Floo powder.
"Right now into the fire. You first Harry, then Ron, then I'll go last," said Mr. Weasley. And so it was. They all managed
to land safely in the burrow, and were greeted by Hermione, who was already togged up in her Prefect badge.
"Err, congratulations..." said Harry; unsure if he would chunder up the boiled sweets he had earlier.
"Huh? Oh this. Well thanks," Hermione replied. The three brought Harry's trunk up to Ron's room.
"So, Ron, hear anything about Voldemort? Did anyone apprehend him?" Harry was curious to know since he didn't have
too many ties with the wizarding world at the Dursleys. Ron hadn't really mentioned anything about it in his letters either.
"No. He's still at large. And don't say that name. Slipped through the Ministry sooo many times this summer though," said Ron.
Harry's heart sank. He was hoping that Voldemort would have been destroyed. Codswallop, he thought, as Dumbledore most
likely would have contacted him.
As they tugged off to Ron's room they discussed what had happened over their summer.
"My mother and father are very proud of the honor of my being a prefect."
"Why wouldn't they be?" Said Ron with a very diddums tone, but Hermione didn't notice.
"Mine are still shocked about Cedric Diggory...he was a nice fellow...and of course dad's still obsessed with the muggles."
"My scar's been hurting a little here and there, but I think it's just because Voldemort's on the loose." Harry said a bit dismally.
"Don't say that name!!!"
About 2 hours later without anything left to say, and of course Mrs. Weasley scolding them for keeping the rest of the family awake, they
all fell asleep.
When Harry woke the next morning, Hermione and Ron weren't in the room. Harry got dressed and went down to the kitchen where he
found them eating biccies, and bangers. (biscuits and sausages)
As Harry finished eating his third bakeswell tart he heard Mr. Weasley commenting on the Daily Prophet.
"Curious. How very curious," said Mr. Weasley, reading the Muggle paper while eating a bite of toast. Harry couldn't help himself.
"What's curious?"
"Another Muggle singing sensation has been murdered. The eighth one this week. Wouldn't you say that that's curious?" And indeed it
was, Harry thought.
It was lucky that Harry, Hermione, and Ron couldn't sing, let alone be famous muggle singers... The rest of the summer
slipped by, and soon Harry found himself having a Pumpkin juice on the train back to Hogwarts. 'Would Voldemort be
defeated this year?' Harry could only hope.
Until next time...
__________________
p
£ ) 'Pounds, shillings, and pence', money in general
p(4 farthings = 2 halfpennies = 1 penny, 12 pence = 1 shilling, 2 shillings = 1 florin, 5 shillings = 1 crown, 20 shillings = 1 pound (sovereign),
21 shillings = 1 guinea)
pAnd here are some conversions…
p1.00 USD United States Dollars = 0.705866 GBP United Kingdom Pounds
p1 USD = 0.705866 GBP = 1 GBP = 1.41670 USD O:P/O:P
p100.00 USD United States Dollars = 70.5866 GBP United Kingdom Pounds
p1 USD = 0.705866 GBP 1 GBP = 1.41670 USD
p0.25 USD United States Dollars = 0.176466 GBP United Kingdom Pounds
p1 USD = 0.705866 GBP = 1 GBP = 1.41670 USD O:P/O:P
p1.00 GBP United Kingdom Pounds = 1.41670 USD United States Dollars
p1 GBP = 1.41670 USD 1 USD = 0.705866 GBP O:P/O:P