Disclaimer- All characters that are in the Harry Potter books (witch are
most of the characters in this fic) belong to JK Rowling. The plot is
mine. All characters not in the Harry Potter books are mine.
It was then end of the war. It had lasted a total of one and a half years. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Sirius Black, and Albus Dumbledore walked out of the ruble arm linked. The moment they saw the crowd they through their arms up in triumph. Harry was only fifteen (flirting with sixteen). A scream erupted from the crowd, all rushing for them. Among them was the Weasley family. The whole Wealey family had fought in the war in some way shape of form. However when only Dumbledore, and Malfoy were left, the war was between Harry and Voldemort. Mrs. Weasley rushed at Ron. She thrust her arms over him. "Oh my baby. I'm so glad to see you again" she said smothering him with hugs and kisses. When out of her embrace, he was met with his father's smiling face. He extended his arms out, inviting Ron to come as he had when he was little. Ron ran to his father. They exchanged a tight embrace. "Ron I'm really proud of you" he said gazing proudly at his son. The rest of the Weasley family embraced Ron.
Everyone was joyous. In the middle of the huge dinner/celebration Dumbledore stood up. "Ladies and Gentlemen. I would like to tell you something that might scare you. Our Minister of Magic did not fight. In fact he tried to get us to believe that Voldemort didn't really rise again. I would like to recommend Arthur Weasley be our new Minister of Magic" applause erupted from the crowd when he had sat down. Perkins (the other guy in the misuse of muggle artifacts department) stood up and seconded the motion. "We will have a actual vote at the end of the night.
Mr. Weasley was blushing wildly, but still grinning. "Hey where is Sirius" Harry asked. "He told me to tell you that he'd see you in a few days. He's off to spend some time with "someone" you get my drift" Ron said striking Harry in the ribs with his elbow.
-Meanwhile at Sirius's house-
"Elle are you here" Sirius screamed as he stepped into the house. "Sirius is that really you" Elle said rushing out of the kitchen and jumping on him. "I was sure you were dead," Elle said punctuating each word with a painful kiss. "Elle have you ever known me to break a promise," Sirius said, struggling because she was on top of him. "What do mean Sirius" Elle asked looking bewildered. "I promised you I'd never leave you to your own devises. Don't every leave me okay" he said grinning and kissing her.
To someone just looking in on them it would be a rather strange sight. They were both sprawled on the hard wooden floor making out. An hour later they were lying on their backs smiling. "You know when Harry starts living with us we're really going to have to stop doing that" Elle said propping her head up. "Oh no we don't. James would be mortified if he found out that I wasn't teaching Harry about the birds and the bees" Sirius said grinning, and playing with a lock of her hair. Elle just grinned at him and got up. She walked into the kitchen and started cooking. "What are you doing," asked Sirius a surprised look on his face. "I'm cooking you twit" she said grinning and putting water on to boil. "Oh well I'm thinking I want to put some buns in the oven" Sirius said wrapping his arms around her waist. "Well we're going to have to tie the not before we do any of that" Elle said struggling to get out of his grasp.
Just then there was a knock at the door. Elle ran to get it, Sirius however grabbed her arm, and thrust himself ahead of her. Harry was waiting patiently at the front door with Dumbldore. They both heard a small scream and scampering feet. They exchanged bewildered looks. "Can you wait we're a little busy" Sirius said grinning. Elle ran under his arm and fake glared at him. "He's just joking please do come in" she said extending her arms backward, as and invitation to come in. This posed to be rather hard since Sirius was behind her trying to put her arm back down and kiss her at the same time.
Author's Note-So how'd you like it. I know it's short, but I'm going to write another chapter. R&R please. Tootles (read my poem please it's under original poetry, it's called Her name was Elizabeth).
-Lizzy
It was then end of the war. It had lasted a total of one and a half years. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Sirius Black, and Albus Dumbledore walked out of the ruble arm linked. The moment they saw the crowd they through their arms up in triumph. Harry was only fifteen (flirting with sixteen). A scream erupted from the crowd, all rushing for them. Among them was the Weasley family. The whole Wealey family had fought in the war in some way shape of form. However when only Dumbledore, and Malfoy were left, the war was between Harry and Voldemort. Mrs. Weasley rushed at Ron. She thrust her arms over him. "Oh my baby. I'm so glad to see you again" she said smothering him with hugs and kisses. When out of her embrace, he was met with his father's smiling face. He extended his arms out, inviting Ron to come as he had when he was little. Ron ran to his father. They exchanged a tight embrace. "Ron I'm really proud of you" he said gazing proudly at his son. The rest of the Weasley family embraced Ron.
Everyone was joyous. In the middle of the huge dinner/celebration Dumbledore stood up. "Ladies and Gentlemen. I would like to tell you something that might scare you. Our Minister of Magic did not fight. In fact he tried to get us to believe that Voldemort didn't really rise again. I would like to recommend Arthur Weasley be our new Minister of Magic" applause erupted from the crowd when he had sat down. Perkins (the other guy in the misuse of muggle artifacts department) stood up and seconded the motion. "We will have a actual vote at the end of the night.
Mr. Weasley was blushing wildly, but still grinning. "Hey where is Sirius" Harry asked. "He told me to tell you that he'd see you in a few days. He's off to spend some time with "someone" you get my drift" Ron said striking Harry in the ribs with his elbow.
-Meanwhile at Sirius's house-
"Elle are you here" Sirius screamed as he stepped into the house. "Sirius is that really you" Elle said rushing out of the kitchen and jumping on him. "I was sure you were dead," Elle said punctuating each word with a painful kiss. "Elle have you ever known me to break a promise," Sirius said, struggling because she was on top of him. "What do mean Sirius" Elle asked looking bewildered. "I promised you I'd never leave you to your own devises. Don't every leave me okay" he said grinning and kissing her.
To someone just looking in on them it would be a rather strange sight. They were both sprawled on the hard wooden floor making out. An hour later they were lying on their backs smiling. "You know when Harry starts living with us we're really going to have to stop doing that" Elle said propping her head up. "Oh no we don't. James would be mortified if he found out that I wasn't teaching Harry about the birds and the bees" Sirius said grinning, and playing with a lock of her hair. Elle just grinned at him and got up. She walked into the kitchen and started cooking. "What are you doing," asked Sirius a surprised look on his face. "I'm cooking you twit" she said grinning and putting water on to boil. "Oh well I'm thinking I want to put some buns in the oven" Sirius said wrapping his arms around her waist. "Well we're going to have to tie the not before we do any of that" Elle said struggling to get out of his grasp.
Just then there was a knock at the door. Elle ran to get it, Sirius however grabbed her arm, and thrust himself ahead of her. Harry was waiting patiently at the front door with Dumbldore. They both heard a small scream and scampering feet. They exchanged bewildered looks. "Can you wait we're a little busy" Sirius said grinning. Elle ran under his arm and fake glared at him. "He's just joking please do come in" she said extending her arms backward, as and invitation to come in. This posed to be rather hard since Sirius was behind her trying to put her arm back down and kiss her at the same time.
Author's Note-So how'd you like it. I know it's short, but I'm going to write another chapter. R&R please. Tootles (read my poem please it's under original poetry, it's called Her name was Elizabeth).
-Lizzy
