Chapter 31: summer break is there at last
It was with a heavy heart that Harry packed up everything into his trunk, which was un-closeable. No matter how many times Ron, Seamus, Dean or Neville sat on it, they couldn't get it shut.
"Harry, I can take some of this stuff back to the burrow with me, you know that, don't you?" Ron grunted, trying not to get his fingers crushed in the lid.
"Yeah…I guess you're right," Harry muttered, throwing open the lid and pulling out some of the less important objects in his trunk.
"Did you know Karista is staying with us this summer? After her two weeks in New York with some friends?" Ron asked, wiping the sweat from his brow. At the mention of this, Harry went bright pink.
"Seriously?" Harry asked, unable to wipe the smile off his face. "are you sure?"
"Yes…Dumbledore asked my mom and dad a while back," Ron said, now trying desperately to clasp his trunk shut. "Cool, huh?"
Harry nodded, a smile tracing its way through his face. His heart seemed to be skipping as he packed up the rest of his things in his backpack and headed out the room, nearly skipping.
***
"Funny…we didn't see much of Hagrid running around, did we?" Hermione said, laughing heartily as the exploding snap deck exploded in Ron's face. "Ron, I really think that you cannot afford to singe off anymore eyebrows."
Ron scowled at her, then lunged, tickling her to the floor.
"Nice try, Mione," Ron gasped from laughing so hard. "It's hopeless."
After rolling across the floor for a few minutes, they finally regained their composure and sat in the seats, taking out Harry and Ron's chess sets and playing.
"It is going to be strange not seeing you guys for two weeks," Karista murmured, flipping the pages in her book a little faster than usual. "Of course, I am going to miss you, but I think that my friends in New York are dying to see me."
Harry stifled a laugh at the dramatic expression on Karista's face, then ducked as Karista swung at Harry's arm, missing by mere millimeters. Gradually they could feel the train slowing down, all too soon for Karista. They slowly made their way onto the platform, where they immediately became engrossed in conversation with Fred and George, as well as Ginny.
"We'll miss you all next year," Fred whimpered, obviously trying to hold back real tears.
"You all have no idea," George mumbled, pulling the same expression as Fred and looking at Karista. "Take care of our dear boy Harry, won't you?"
Karista smiled and pulled Fred and George into gigantic hugs.
"You are both the funniest people I have ever met," Karsita laughed, kissing them both on the cheek and making them blush. "And you are brothers to me."
They winked at her and set off towards the barrier with Ginny at their heals, waving furiously at Harry and Karista.
"Well, we had better get going then," Ron murmured to Hermione. "Leave these 2 dingbats alone."
Karista laughed at Ron and turned to Harry.
"Harry, I think it is safe to say that we will see each other during holidays?" Karista smiled, wrapping her arms around Harry.
"Yes, I think so," Harry said questioningly, a smirk on his face. "You take care in New York, you hear?"
Karista laughed, pulling Harry towards her tighter. "I love you, the famous Harry Potter."
"And I love Karista Flannigan, the rare Sorceress of Fire," Harry cooed, pulling Karista into a kiss.
Soon enough, Harry had loaded his trunk into the awaiting Dursley car, turning to wave at Karista one last time, and remember her as she stood, silent tears and a weary smile across her face, waiving. He was going to remember this moment…possibly forever.
Karista sat on a bench outside the train station, watching the retreating Dursley mobile turn the corner and out of site.
"What will happen next year Harry?" She said out loud, noticing a limousine pull up in front of the station, a portly young man stepping out and asking for her bags. With a last look at King's cross-station, she stepped into the limo, waiting to see New York again.
It was with a heavy heart that Harry packed up everything into his trunk, which was un-closeable. No matter how many times Ron, Seamus, Dean or Neville sat on it, they couldn't get it shut.
"Harry, I can take some of this stuff back to the burrow with me, you know that, don't you?" Ron grunted, trying not to get his fingers crushed in the lid.
"Yeah…I guess you're right," Harry muttered, throwing open the lid and pulling out some of the less important objects in his trunk.
"Did you know Karista is staying with us this summer? After her two weeks in New York with some friends?" Ron asked, wiping the sweat from his brow. At the mention of this, Harry went bright pink.
"Seriously?" Harry asked, unable to wipe the smile off his face. "are you sure?"
"Yes…Dumbledore asked my mom and dad a while back," Ron said, now trying desperately to clasp his trunk shut. "Cool, huh?"
Harry nodded, a smile tracing its way through his face. His heart seemed to be skipping as he packed up the rest of his things in his backpack and headed out the room, nearly skipping.
***
"Funny…we didn't see much of Hagrid running around, did we?" Hermione said, laughing heartily as the exploding snap deck exploded in Ron's face. "Ron, I really think that you cannot afford to singe off anymore eyebrows."
Ron scowled at her, then lunged, tickling her to the floor.
"Nice try, Mione," Ron gasped from laughing so hard. "It's hopeless."
After rolling across the floor for a few minutes, they finally regained their composure and sat in the seats, taking out Harry and Ron's chess sets and playing.
"It is going to be strange not seeing you guys for two weeks," Karista murmured, flipping the pages in her book a little faster than usual. "Of course, I am going to miss you, but I think that my friends in New York are dying to see me."
Harry stifled a laugh at the dramatic expression on Karista's face, then ducked as Karista swung at Harry's arm, missing by mere millimeters. Gradually they could feel the train slowing down, all too soon for Karista. They slowly made their way onto the platform, where they immediately became engrossed in conversation with Fred and George, as well as Ginny.
"We'll miss you all next year," Fred whimpered, obviously trying to hold back real tears.
"You all have no idea," George mumbled, pulling the same expression as Fred and looking at Karista. "Take care of our dear boy Harry, won't you?"
Karista smiled and pulled Fred and George into gigantic hugs.
"You are both the funniest people I have ever met," Karsita laughed, kissing them both on the cheek and making them blush. "And you are brothers to me."
They winked at her and set off towards the barrier with Ginny at their heals, waving furiously at Harry and Karista.
"Well, we had better get going then," Ron murmured to Hermione. "Leave these 2 dingbats alone."
Karista laughed at Ron and turned to Harry.
"Harry, I think it is safe to say that we will see each other during holidays?" Karista smiled, wrapping her arms around Harry.
"Yes, I think so," Harry said questioningly, a smirk on his face. "You take care in New York, you hear?"
Karista laughed, pulling Harry towards her tighter. "I love you, the famous Harry Potter."
"And I love Karista Flannigan, the rare Sorceress of Fire," Harry cooed, pulling Karista into a kiss.
Soon enough, Harry had loaded his trunk into the awaiting Dursley car, turning to wave at Karista one last time, and remember her as she stood, silent tears and a weary smile across her face, waiving. He was going to remember this moment…possibly forever.
Karista sat on a bench outside the train station, watching the retreating Dursley mobile turn the corner and out of site.
"What will happen next year Harry?" She said out loud, noticing a limousine pull up in front of the station, a portly young man stepping out and asking for her bags. With a last look at King's cross-station, she stepped into the limo, waiting to see New York again.