Harry Potter and the Dragonblood Amulet
Okay, this is a fan fiction, not meant for publishing, except on the net, and most of this stuff is owned by Miss Rowling, k?
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Chapter Two- The News
Harry awoke to find a freckle-faced kid, around 14 years old, looking down at him. "Who are...Ron!" Harry said as loud as he dare.
"Yea, c'mon, the cars parked out front." Ron said. Harry just noticed the floating black car outside his window, as well as Ron's new Nike Airs, Tommy Hillfigure jeans and shirts, not to mention a few gold chains around his neck, and a ring that adorned his left index finger.
"Nice outfit, by the way." Harry toned in after making his discovery. Ron grinned and nodded.
"Ron," Harry asked, "how did you know to come and get me?" "Hedwig brought us the letter. Harry noticed for the first time that his parchment paper was missing from the top of the trunk.
By the time they had everything in the convertible, Uncle Vernon came busting into the room, "And just where do you think your going this time!?," he snarled, "not getting away like you did a couple of years ago. I told you that you couldn't stay with these, these, THESE, WHEEZLEYS!!!" Vernon's' mustache was quivering again and his face was changing shades. With a final look around the room, they both hopped into the back of the car and speed off into the night.
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A while later the car was zooming over a lake, which looked like a small glass of water from the high altitude. "Ron," Harry asked suddenly, "who's driving the car?"
Ron smiled and answered, "Auto-drive." Harry flashed a grin at Ron before looking back at the landscape.
A while later Ron announced that they would be there soon. Harry tried to tug out the wrinkles in his shirt, but gave up after a while.
The car landed in a wide courtyard, with an extremely large mansion, in its center. A large hedge maze was set along the left side, and an Olympic sized swimming pool on it's right.
"Wow," Harry breathed, "that's one of the biggest houses I've ever seen."
"Yea, I think that every time I see it too," replied Ron.
"We'll get your stuff out of the car later, lets go see mum first." Harry nodded, anxious to see Mrs. Weasley.
They walked across the large courtyard and entered the mansion through huge double doors plated with gold, silver, and precious gems. They entered into the kitchen to find a plump woman, with flame red hair, fussing over breakfast. Now that Harry smelled the food, he found out he was ravenous.
"Harry!" cried Mrs. Weasley happily, running over to give him a hug. After she had hugged him, she pushed him back to get a good look at him. "My how've you grown!" she said proudly, in a mother-like voice.
Smiling to himself Harry replied, "Yea. I grew about two inches over this summer. As Harry spoke, another red hair woman appeared in the room. Harry smiled at her and spoke, "Hi Ginny! How was your summer?"
Ginny blushed and replied, "Fine...how about..yours...?"
Harry smiled and said fine, and then Ginny turned and ran out the door. "She's more shy than usual." Harry stated.
Ron smiled and nodded, "She's got a secret. No one was able to get her to say what it is though. Oh, by the way, Hermione is here."
"Good," he answered, "can we got and see her?" Ron nodded and they started up the stairs.
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They reached the top floor of the mansion a few minutes later.
There were ten rooms at the top of the stairs; each had a little plaque with the name of the resident marked on it. They proceeded to the one in the center, which was marked Ron.
Harry entered the room, and almost died in shock. Ron's four poster bed was made of solid silver, his walls were covered with moving murals of his favourite Quidditch team, the Chudley Cannons, and his stereo must have cost as much as a 2001 Porsche.
After taking in the more striking aspects of the room, Harry glanced around the rest of the room, and saw Hermione setting in front of a computer.
Harry walked over to her and looked over her shoulder. She was watching a Kill bin Ladin movie,which featured bin Laden getting run through with a Firebolt with a spear tied onto it.
Hermione turned around as the mini-movie ended, a smile playing across her face.
"Well," said Ron, breaking the silence, "how do you like the room?"
"Very cool." said Harry.
"Very, very, nice." said Hermione
"What happened to Fudge?" asked Harry.
"He moved to America, to join the International Squad of Freedom Fighters, to help fight the Taliban, they have wizards and witches within their ranks also." said Hermione, pointing to the computer screen, which had the title, wwwn.woa.war/CFudge104.html
"Well, since Dumbledore is way stronger than Fudge, did he go?" asked Ron.
Turning around, Hermione's fingers flew across the keyboard, the rapping of the keys filling the room.
Hermione turns back around and shook her head, "Nope, he's not there."
"Good," said Harry, "I couldn't imagine anyone else running the school, except maybe Sirius." Harry had the sudden vision of his godfather showing up and claiming that he is headmaster. That would be so cool, and I bet it would have Malfoy peeing in his robes.
Harry could barley contain a laugh from this though, but managed to keep a straight face.
"C'mon," chimed Ron, "let's go see Fred and George."
They both nodded and started off towards the basement.
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A few minutes later, huffing and puffing, they reached the bottom of the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs there was a door marked 'EXPERIMENTS' on a gold plate. From the landing they made their way over to the door and entered.
What they saw almost shocked them to death. A huge machine was erected in the center, and against all four walls there were stacked different cases marked 'ZONKOS','BULGARIA','AMERICA', and all different sorts, stocked all the way up the ten-foot wall.
Harry and Hermione let out a small gasp of awe at the room.
After recovering from their intial shock they looked around the room, and after a few moments of seraching they spied two hunched over figures at a table, which was lit by several lamps floating in the air.
"Oy! Fred!George!Look whose here!" Ron shouted.
The twins at the table turned around to look and them, and they bothed flashed Harry a grin, because the previous year he had given them a large amount of galleons, Harry's winning from the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
"Well, Harry, how have the Dursley's been treating you over the summer?" inquired Fred.
"Pretty fair so far." answered Harry.
"I'm pretty sure you've noticed that we've come into a little bit of cash."
"Yes, I can certainly see that," Harry said, smiling, "How have you guys been?"
The twins just looked at each other and grinned, "We've been pretty good so far..Guess what?"
Harry pretended to think about it a moment before asking, "What?"
"Mum said since that we've come into all of this money, and because she's given up on us working at the Ministry of Magic, she said we can open up our own joke shop!" They both said in a rush.
Harry blinked and grinned at them, very happy about both of them getting to do what they've always wanted, "What are you going to call the shop?"
"We have several idea's, some given by members of the family...you help us decide" said George.
Fred started saying a few names, waiting on Harry's opinion. "The Joke's of Today, from Mum.Ye Ol' Shoppe of Magical Goods, from Dad.W&W Associates, from Percy.Loads of Fun, from Ginny, which we think is the lamest, and 'Kings of Grins', which we think is the best."
Harry mulled over it for a few moments, before agreeing with Fred and George that 'Kings of Grins' was the best.
With a satisfired grin, the twins went over and started to magick up stickers that read, 'Kings of Grins:Jokes of the Kings'.
After standing there a moment and watching them, Harry,Ron, and Hermione proceeded back up the steps, heading back towards Ron's room.
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Okay, this is a fan fiction, not meant for publishing, except on the net, and most of this stuff is owned by Miss Rowling, k?
*
Chapter Two- The News
Harry awoke to find a freckle-faced kid, around 14 years old, looking down at him. "Who are...Ron!" Harry said as loud as he dare.
"Yea, c'mon, the cars parked out front." Ron said. Harry just noticed the floating black car outside his window, as well as Ron's new Nike Airs, Tommy Hillfigure jeans and shirts, not to mention a few gold chains around his neck, and a ring that adorned his left index finger.
"Nice outfit, by the way." Harry toned in after making his discovery. Ron grinned and nodded.
"Ron," Harry asked, "how did you know to come and get me?" "Hedwig brought us the letter. Harry noticed for the first time that his parchment paper was missing from the top of the trunk.
By the time they had everything in the convertible, Uncle Vernon came busting into the room, "And just where do you think your going this time!?," he snarled, "not getting away like you did a couple of years ago. I told you that you couldn't stay with these, these, THESE, WHEEZLEYS!!!" Vernon's' mustache was quivering again and his face was changing shades. With a final look around the room, they both hopped into the back of the car and speed off into the night.
* * * * * *
A while later the car was zooming over a lake, which looked like a small glass of water from the high altitude. "Ron," Harry asked suddenly, "who's driving the car?"
Ron smiled and answered, "Auto-drive." Harry flashed a grin at Ron before looking back at the landscape.
A while later Ron announced that they would be there soon. Harry tried to tug out the wrinkles in his shirt, but gave up after a while.
The car landed in a wide courtyard, with an extremely large mansion, in its center. A large hedge maze was set along the left side, and an Olympic sized swimming pool on it's right.
"Wow," Harry breathed, "that's one of the biggest houses I've ever seen."
"Yea, I think that every time I see it too," replied Ron.
"We'll get your stuff out of the car later, lets go see mum first." Harry nodded, anxious to see Mrs. Weasley.
They walked across the large courtyard and entered the mansion through huge double doors plated with gold, silver, and precious gems. They entered into the kitchen to find a plump woman, with flame red hair, fussing over breakfast. Now that Harry smelled the food, he found out he was ravenous.
"Harry!" cried Mrs. Weasley happily, running over to give him a hug. After she had hugged him, she pushed him back to get a good look at him. "My how've you grown!" she said proudly, in a mother-like voice.
Smiling to himself Harry replied, "Yea. I grew about two inches over this summer. As Harry spoke, another red hair woman appeared in the room. Harry smiled at her and spoke, "Hi Ginny! How was your summer?"
Ginny blushed and replied, "Fine...how about..yours...?"
Harry smiled and said fine, and then Ginny turned and ran out the door. "She's more shy than usual." Harry stated.
Ron smiled and nodded, "She's got a secret. No one was able to get her to say what it is though. Oh, by the way, Hermione is here."
"Good," he answered, "can we got and see her?" Ron nodded and they started up the stairs.
*
They reached the top floor of the mansion a few minutes later.
There were ten rooms at the top of the stairs; each had a little plaque with the name of the resident marked on it. They proceeded to the one in the center, which was marked Ron.
Harry entered the room, and almost died in shock. Ron's four poster bed was made of solid silver, his walls were covered with moving murals of his favourite Quidditch team, the Chudley Cannons, and his stereo must have cost as much as a 2001 Porsche.
After taking in the more striking aspects of the room, Harry glanced around the rest of the room, and saw Hermione setting in front of a computer.
Harry walked over to her and looked over her shoulder. She was watching a Kill bin Ladin movie,which featured bin Laden getting run through with a Firebolt with a spear tied onto it.
Hermione turned around as the mini-movie ended, a smile playing across her face.
"Well," said Ron, breaking the silence, "how do you like the room?"
"Very cool." said Harry.
"Very, very, nice." said Hermione
"What happened to Fudge?" asked Harry.
"He moved to America, to join the International Squad of Freedom Fighters, to help fight the Taliban, they have wizards and witches within their ranks also." said Hermione, pointing to the computer screen, which had the title, wwwn.woa.war/CFudge104.html
"Well, since Dumbledore is way stronger than Fudge, did he go?" asked Ron.
Turning around, Hermione's fingers flew across the keyboard, the rapping of the keys filling the room.
Hermione turns back around and shook her head, "Nope, he's not there."
"Good," said Harry, "I couldn't imagine anyone else running the school, except maybe Sirius." Harry had the sudden vision of his godfather showing up and claiming that he is headmaster. That would be so cool, and I bet it would have Malfoy peeing in his robes.
Harry could barley contain a laugh from this though, but managed to keep a straight face.
"C'mon," chimed Ron, "let's go see Fred and George."
They both nodded and started off towards the basement.
***********
A few minutes later, huffing and puffing, they reached the bottom of the stairs.
At the bottom of the stairs there was a door marked 'EXPERIMENTS' on a gold plate. From the landing they made their way over to the door and entered.
What they saw almost shocked them to death. A huge machine was erected in the center, and against all four walls there were stacked different cases marked 'ZONKOS','BULGARIA','AMERICA', and all different sorts, stocked all the way up the ten-foot wall.
Harry and Hermione let out a small gasp of awe at the room.
After recovering from their intial shock they looked around the room, and after a few moments of seraching they spied two hunched over figures at a table, which was lit by several lamps floating in the air.
"Oy! Fred!George!Look whose here!" Ron shouted.
The twins at the table turned around to look and them, and they bothed flashed Harry a grin, because the previous year he had given them a large amount of galleons, Harry's winning from the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
"Well, Harry, how have the Dursley's been treating you over the summer?" inquired Fred.
"Pretty fair so far." answered Harry.
"I'm pretty sure you've noticed that we've come into a little bit of cash."
"Yes, I can certainly see that," Harry said, smiling, "How have you guys been?"
The twins just looked at each other and grinned, "We've been pretty good so far..Guess what?"
Harry pretended to think about it a moment before asking, "What?"
"Mum said since that we've come into all of this money, and because she's given up on us working at the Ministry of Magic, she said we can open up our own joke shop!" They both said in a rush.
Harry blinked and grinned at them, very happy about both of them getting to do what they've always wanted, "What are you going to call the shop?"
"We have several idea's, some given by members of the family...you help us decide" said George.
Fred started saying a few names, waiting on Harry's opinion. "The Joke's of Today, from Mum.Ye Ol' Shoppe of Magical Goods, from Dad.W&W Associates, from Percy.Loads of Fun, from Ginny, which we think is the lamest, and 'Kings of Grins', which we think is the best."
Harry mulled over it for a few moments, before agreeing with Fred and George that 'Kings of Grins' was the best.
With a satisfired grin, the twins went over and started to magick up stickers that read, 'Kings of Grins:Jokes of the Kings'.
After standing there a moment and watching them, Harry,Ron, and Hermione proceeded back up the steps, heading back towards Ron's room.
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