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A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while...but I've been busy. And I'm also sorry that this chapter is so short......but I feel bad for not posting in such a long time so I went ahead and posted even though I wasn't done.
Chapter 3
"Hermione??" Harry excalimed in shock. "Oh my gosh....I can't believe it's you!!
You won't believe all that's happened! Ron..........." Hermoine interupted him, "Harry,
calm down! I know about Ron....Dumbledore contacted me! You must feel terrible...
Ron being taken because of you!" Harry sat there in a stunned silence. "Harry...
are you ok??" Hermoine asked in a quiet voice. Suddenly Harry found his voice,
"Yeah, I'm ok." Then the reality of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks. All of
a sudden, Hermoine broke down in crying. Then Harry found silent tears running down
his face. They sat there, hunrdeds of miles apart, both of them crying like they never had
before. After about 10 minutes, they calmed down, Harry before Hermione. They just sat
there in a comfortible silence.
All of a sudden, Uncle Vernon yelled, "BOY, YOU HAD BETTER NOT STILL BE ON THE
PHONE!!! WE'RE GOING TO MISS SOME IMOPRTANT CALLS!!!!! GET OFF NOW!!!!!!!!!
Harry sighed. "Sorry Herm, but I gotta go! Man....I hate those muggles!!" "Harry, that's ok!
Here is my phone number, 807-4268. Call me sometime!!" "Thanks Herm!! Bye!" "Bye Harry!"
Harry heaved a sigh as he heard a click on the other end of the line, then hund up.
Harry slunk back down the stairs into the living room and put the phone in the charger. Suddenly,
there was a terrific booming noise, which sounded strangly familiar to Harry. Uncle Vernon slowly
approached the door, because it had vibrated when there was that noise. He cautiously opened the door,
only to find a gigantic figure stanging there. "Happy birthday Harry!!" boomed Hagrid. "Hagrid!!!!!" Harry
yelled. Just then, Dudley waddled into the hallway, followed by Aunt Petunia. When Dudley saw Hagrid,
he gave a frightened yelp and fled as he could, which wasn't very fast, back the way he had come. Then
Aunt Penunia followed, after throwing a hurried glance at Hagrid.
"What are you doing here??" bellowed Uncle Vernon. "Ah, shut up Dursley, ye great prune!" responded Hargid.
Then he turned to Harry. "Harry, happy birthday!! I have come to take you to Diagon Alley, school shopping.
I got McGonagall to give me your list of books and things, so you will get the right stuff." "Wow Hagrid!! Thanks!!!
Just give me a minute to go get my money bag and wand!!" So Harry got his things and was walking out the door
when he suddenly asked, "Hagrid...just how are we going to get to Diagon Alley??" "I thought we'd take the
Underground to the Leaky Cauldron," answered Hagrid. "All right, Hagrid!" said Harry enthusiastically, without a
backward glance. Vernon's face was the color of prunes, but he did nothing to stop them.
As Harry and Hagrid were walking to the station, Harry wondered if Hagrid had heard about Ron. "Um, Hagrid....
Has Dumbledore told you anything about...." Harry swallowed, unable to continue. Hagrid looked down at the
young wizard affectionately and nodded. "Yeah, Dumbledore told me about Ron......I'm really sorry 'bout all this,
Harry." Harry said nothing, tears welling up in his emerald eyes. He blinked them back furiously, determined not
to cry in front of Hagrid. "Well, here we are," said Hagrid as the two approached the station entrance.
"Tickets? Thank you!" The woman's cheery attitude grated on Harry's nerves to no end. 'Damn...why is everyone
so happy now? Don't they realize all this happiness and serenity is over? How can they not know that Voldemort
is back??' Harry sighed in exasperation and plopped down in the carriage that he and Hagrid had claimed for the
ride to London. "I don't have my list." Harry said dully. Hagrid rummaged through the numerous pockets in his
immense coat. "Ah ha! No worries, Harry, got it right here." Hagrid's beetle black eyes crinkled in a smile intended
to lift Harry's spirits. Harry couldn't help but return the smile, even though Ron's disappearance weighed heavily on
his heart. The train screeched to a halt as they reached their destination.
The two clamored off the train onto the platform along with the other passengers. Hagrid strode swiftly through the
throng, making a path for Harry to follow behind him. Despite the fact that Harry had to take three steps for Hagrid's
one, they got to the Leaky Cauldron in record time. Hagrid paused only for a quick wave to Tom and proceeded out
to the brick wall. He muttered under his breath, counting the bricks. Then, with a light tap of his umbrella, Hagrid
opened the archway to Diagon Alley.
Usually, the yearly shopping excursion to Diagon Alley was a great deal of fun for Harry. With Ron gone, though,
it seemed falsely bright. Then, in Flourish and Blotts, Harry saw a welcome face for the first time since seeing
Hagrid. "Hermione!" Harry ran over to where Hermione was looking over a display of advanced Transfiguration books.
"Harry!!" Hermione greeted him with a hug and kiss on the cheek. "Well, well, well....if it isn't Potter and his girlfriend."
Harry turned to see a boy with silver-blonde hair and silver eyes staring mockingly at him. "Malfoy." Harry nodded coldly.
Hermione had a look on her face that could kill...if only they could. He smirked, a truly evil smirk, and said: "Missing your
little friend, Weasel?" That was the last straw for Harry. "You're as good as dead, Malfoy!" Harry reached for his wand and
went on a mad rampage hexing everyone in his line of sight. Malfoy exhibited great fear and barley dodged the hexes, countering
with a well-placed Jelly-Legs curse. Harry fell to the floor, but was not out of commission yet. He hurled expletives and a volley
of curse toward Malfoy, who ducked behind Hermione in a sly plan to get Harry to hex Hermione. His eyes were a dark silver-gray
in his anger. "You bastard! You're too scared to face me are you? Ha! You're nothing but a piece of...well....let's not say." Malfoy
became even more in his great rage at the remark about him, and fired back: "I can whip your ass anytime, I simply choose not to
trouble myself with this petty argument. My, my, have you lost control of your wand? You seem to have jinxed poor Hermione...she
can't move at all. Tsk, tsk, Potter...you really should learn some self-discipline."
Harry quickly lunged at Malfoy, and tackled him. They rolled on the floor, wrestling, till Harry remembered Hermione was standing
there with a full-body blind on her. He immedently threw Malfoy off of him, and preformed the counter curse on Hermione. She
immedently fell to the floor, and Harry helped her up. Just as Malfoy lunged at him again, Hermione preformed a spell that enabled
Harry and Malfoy to be able to talk, yet they couldn't move. "So Potter...were has Weasley gone? Wait, did He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
finially get him or something?" Malfoy laughed at what he said, but quickly stopped at the look on both Harry and Hermione's faces. "What?"
Malfoy asked, more confused that ever. "Well, even though it's really none of your buisness, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has captured Ron."
Hermione said, while putting a restricting hand on Harry's shoulder because he looked ready to kill. Malfoy visibly paled, suprising both of the
other teens who were watching him because they didn't think he could possibly get any paler. "I gotta go." muttered Malfoy under his breath as
he rushed from the shop. "Were do you think he's going?" a puzzled Hermione asked an equaly puzzled Harry. "I don't know." Harry said quietly.
"And that's what scares me."
A/N: Do you want to know why Malfoy left in such a hurry then REVIEW!!! I won't post till I get some reviews!! ;-)
Oh yeah...my alignment is messed up....so sorry!
A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a while...but I've been busy. And I'm also sorry that this chapter is so short......but I feel bad for not posting in such a long time so I went ahead and posted even though I wasn't done.
Chapter 3
"Hermione??" Harry excalimed in shock. "Oh my gosh....I can't believe it's you!!
You won't believe all that's happened! Ron..........." Hermoine interupted him, "Harry,
calm down! I know about Ron....Dumbledore contacted me! You must feel terrible...
Ron being taken because of you!" Harry sat there in a stunned silence. "Harry...
are you ok??" Hermoine asked in a quiet voice. Suddenly Harry found his voice,
"Yeah, I'm ok." Then the reality of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks. All of
a sudden, Hermoine broke down in crying. Then Harry found silent tears running down
his face. They sat there, hunrdeds of miles apart, both of them crying like they never had
before. After about 10 minutes, they calmed down, Harry before Hermione. They just sat
there in a comfortible silence.
All of a sudden, Uncle Vernon yelled, "BOY, YOU HAD BETTER NOT STILL BE ON THE
PHONE!!! WE'RE GOING TO MISS SOME IMOPRTANT CALLS!!!!! GET OFF NOW!!!!!!!!!
Harry sighed. "Sorry Herm, but I gotta go! Man....I hate those muggles!!" "Harry, that's ok!
Here is my phone number, 807-4268. Call me sometime!!" "Thanks Herm!! Bye!" "Bye Harry!"
Harry heaved a sigh as he heard a click on the other end of the line, then hund up.
Harry slunk back down the stairs into the living room and put the phone in the charger. Suddenly,
there was a terrific booming noise, which sounded strangly familiar to Harry. Uncle Vernon slowly
approached the door, because it had vibrated when there was that noise. He cautiously opened the door,
only to find a gigantic figure stanging there. "Happy birthday Harry!!" boomed Hagrid. "Hagrid!!!!!" Harry
yelled. Just then, Dudley waddled into the hallway, followed by Aunt Petunia. When Dudley saw Hagrid,
he gave a frightened yelp and fled as he could, which wasn't very fast, back the way he had come. Then
Aunt Penunia followed, after throwing a hurried glance at Hagrid.
"What are you doing here??" bellowed Uncle Vernon. "Ah, shut up Dursley, ye great prune!" responded Hargid.
Then he turned to Harry. "Harry, happy birthday!! I have come to take you to Diagon Alley, school shopping.
I got McGonagall to give me your list of books and things, so you will get the right stuff." "Wow Hagrid!! Thanks!!!
Just give me a minute to go get my money bag and wand!!" So Harry got his things and was walking out the door
when he suddenly asked, "Hagrid...just how are we going to get to Diagon Alley??" "I thought we'd take the
Underground to the Leaky Cauldron," answered Hagrid. "All right, Hagrid!" said Harry enthusiastically, without a
backward glance. Vernon's face was the color of prunes, but he did nothing to stop them.
As Harry and Hagrid were walking to the station, Harry wondered if Hagrid had heard about Ron. "Um, Hagrid....
Has Dumbledore told you anything about...." Harry swallowed, unable to continue. Hagrid looked down at the
young wizard affectionately and nodded. "Yeah, Dumbledore told me about Ron......I'm really sorry 'bout all this,
Harry." Harry said nothing, tears welling up in his emerald eyes. He blinked them back furiously, determined not
to cry in front of Hagrid. "Well, here we are," said Hagrid as the two approached the station entrance.
"Tickets? Thank you!" The woman's cheery attitude grated on Harry's nerves to no end. 'Damn...why is everyone
so happy now? Don't they realize all this happiness and serenity is over? How can they not know that Voldemort
is back??' Harry sighed in exasperation and plopped down in the carriage that he and Hagrid had claimed for the
ride to London. "I don't have my list." Harry said dully. Hagrid rummaged through the numerous pockets in his
immense coat. "Ah ha! No worries, Harry, got it right here." Hagrid's beetle black eyes crinkled in a smile intended
to lift Harry's spirits. Harry couldn't help but return the smile, even though Ron's disappearance weighed heavily on
his heart. The train screeched to a halt as they reached their destination.
The two clamored off the train onto the platform along with the other passengers. Hagrid strode swiftly through the
throng, making a path for Harry to follow behind him. Despite the fact that Harry had to take three steps for Hagrid's
one, they got to the Leaky Cauldron in record time. Hagrid paused only for a quick wave to Tom and proceeded out
to the brick wall. He muttered under his breath, counting the bricks. Then, with a light tap of his umbrella, Hagrid
opened the archway to Diagon Alley.
Usually, the yearly shopping excursion to Diagon Alley was a great deal of fun for Harry. With Ron gone, though,
it seemed falsely bright. Then, in Flourish and Blotts, Harry saw a welcome face for the first time since seeing
Hagrid. "Hermione!" Harry ran over to where Hermione was looking over a display of advanced Transfiguration books.
"Harry!!" Hermione greeted him with a hug and kiss on the cheek. "Well, well, well....if it isn't Potter and his girlfriend."
Harry turned to see a boy with silver-blonde hair and silver eyes staring mockingly at him. "Malfoy." Harry nodded coldly.
Hermione had a look on her face that could kill...if only they could. He smirked, a truly evil smirk, and said: "Missing your
little friend, Weasel?" That was the last straw for Harry. "You're as good as dead, Malfoy!" Harry reached for his wand and
went on a mad rampage hexing everyone in his line of sight. Malfoy exhibited great fear and barley dodged the hexes, countering
with a well-placed Jelly-Legs curse. Harry fell to the floor, but was not out of commission yet. He hurled expletives and a volley
of curse toward Malfoy, who ducked behind Hermione in a sly plan to get Harry to hex Hermione. His eyes were a dark silver-gray
in his anger. "You bastard! You're too scared to face me are you? Ha! You're nothing but a piece of...well....let's not say." Malfoy
became even more in his great rage at the remark about him, and fired back: "I can whip your ass anytime, I simply choose not to
trouble myself with this petty argument. My, my, have you lost control of your wand? You seem to have jinxed poor Hermione...she
can't move at all. Tsk, tsk, Potter...you really should learn some self-discipline."
Harry quickly lunged at Malfoy, and tackled him. They rolled on the floor, wrestling, till Harry remembered Hermione was standing
there with a full-body blind on her. He immedently threw Malfoy off of him, and preformed the counter curse on Hermione. She
immedently fell to the floor, and Harry helped her up. Just as Malfoy lunged at him again, Hermione preformed a spell that enabled
Harry and Malfoy to be able to talk, yet they couldn't move. "So Potter...were has Weasley gone? Wait, did He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named
finially get him or something?" Malfoy laughed at what he said, but quickly stopped at the look on both Harry and Hermione's faces. "What?"
Malfoy asked, more confused that ever. "Well, even though it's really none of your buisness, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has captured Ron."
Hermione said, while putting a restricting hand on Harry's shoulder because he looked ready to kill. Malfoy visibly paled, suprising both of the
other teens who were watching him because they didn't think he could possibly get any paler. "I gotta go." muttered Malfoy under his breath as
he rushed from the shop. "Were do you think he's going?" a puzzled Hermione asked an equaly puzzled Harry. "I don't know." Harry said quietly.
"And that's what scares me."
A/N: Do you want to know why Malfoy left in such a hurry then REVIEW!!! I won't post till I get some reviews!! ;-)
Oh yeah...my alignment is messed up....so sorry!