1 Disclaimer: Harry Potter and Company does not belong to me. But if I
woke up one morning and she begged to give them to me, I would let her.
But just because I'm a nice person who doesn't want to see J.K. Rowling
beg…Ya know? Ok- Here's the story-
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RON'S LETTER
Harry awoke in the middle of the night. This time Harry awoken not from nightmares or for a drink, he had planned it this way. Ron was still fast asleep. As quietly as Harry could, he sneaked out of bed, and crept towards the top dresser drawer. He gently eased it open, as quietly as he could. And the drawer didn't make a noise, however the sneak-o-scope inside the drawer did.
Sneak-o-scopes whistled loudly when someone was being untrustworthy. Harry guessed that sneaking around in the middle of the night, opening up someone else's dresser drawers, to take a letter out that wasn't his qualified as being untrustworthy.
He snatched the letter and sneak-o-scope out of the drawer, and before Ron could wake up, he stuffed the letter into his shirt, and tossed the sneak-o-scope out the window. Harry would retrieve it later. Right now, he couldn't risk it. Ron gave a grunt along with a "Whas wong?" in a very sleepy voice. Harry didn't respond. Ron went back to his deep sleep that the sneak-o-scope had interrupted.
That morning, Harry was very tired. Ron's awakening had disrupted his plan of reading it that night. Harry took the first opportunity to read the letter when Mrs. Wesley said,
"Ron, the gnomes are getting out of control, go out and de-gnome the garden." Ron, who told Harry he had de-gnomed the garden just a few days before, turned the red color that he did when he was under pressure. Not wanting Harry to notice that the garden needed de-gnoming so quickly, he didn't ask Harry to help him. Harry ran upstairs to Ron's room. His eyes opened in disbelief and anger as he pulled out the letter and read it. "Ron." He said in a very warning growl. It didn't really have a purpose, owning to the fact that Ron wasn't in the room. 'Stupid Ron, how could he be so stupid?' Harry asked himself. He re-read the letter to himself.
Hello Ron,
It is nice to hear from you again. How have you been? Do you know how Harry is doing? I haven't heard too much from him lately.
You can't fool me Ron, I know that school hasn't even started yet. I'm not that cut out from society. I also know that Professor McGonagell would never assign an assignment like that. So, I am telling you right now, becoming an Animagis is too hard, you don't know what you were attempting to get yourself into. If I hear anymore of your attempts I will be forced to tell your parents. Sorry. Hope you have a nice holiday, tell Harry and Hermione hello from me if you see them.
Sirus
Harry was very angry with Ron. He wanted nothing more to yell at him for a good long while and hear Ron apologize continuously to him. But he couldn't let Ron know that he had been snooping around. He got up and put the letter back in the top dresser draw. It was good that Harry had decided to do that right then, because Ron came upstairs as soon as the dresser draw had closed.
"Hey Harry, do you have any idea how my sneak-o-scope got in the garden?" Ron said as he walked into the room. Harry felt very guilty right then, but tried not to let it show on his face.
"You have a sneak-o-scope?" Harry asked him.
"Yeah, got it the same time I bought yours, do you have any idea how it got in the garden?" Ron asked persistently to Harry.
"Err.. No idea." Harry lied. He didn't look in Ron's eyes as he said it. Ron gave Harry a look.
"It was in my top drawer." Ron said as he put it back in it's proper place. Harry could tell that Ron was checking to make sure that the letter was still in there. Then he walked out to finish de-gnoming the garden. Harry breathed out a sigh of relief. Harry was mad at Ron, Ron was suspicious of Harry. They didn't talk much that day, neither wanting the other pick up their feelings.
Later that day at dinner, Mr. Wesley said something that got Harry's mind off of the whole affair.
"Got paid today, what do you say that we all go to Diagon Ally tomorrow to pick up everyone's school supplies."
Every one agreed. They house woke earlier than usually the next morning. They wanted to get a head start on their shopping. With five kids that had to get all of their school supplies, that would take quite a while.
Once everyone was ready, they all assembled by the fireplace. One by one they all climbed into a green fire and shouted "Diagon Ally!" Within five minutes, they all were standing together, next to a fireplace in Diagon Ally, all shouting were they should go first. Although none of them seemed to be places that they really needed to go.
"Quality Quidditch Supplies!" shouted Ron.
"No, Florescence's Ice Cream Shop!" Ginny yelled back at him.
"I don't know what you're doing, but were going down Knockturn ally!" shouted the twins.
"Oh no you not!" Mrs. Wealsy said to Fred and George. It took a loud whistle from Mr. Wealsy to get them to quite down.
"Listen, Listen! We need to go to Gringotts first. Can't buy anything without money." Everyone agreed quietly, not exactly where they wanted to go, but they couldn't argue with that they all needed to go there.
Harry and the Wealseys walked though the familiar ally that only wizards could get to. Harry saw familiar shops, memories in each one. Magical Mereigyes, were Hagrid bought him Hedwig; Florish and Blotts, where Mr. Wealsy got into a fight with Draco Malfoy's father. Malfoy was Harry's archenemy since they first met on the Hogwarts train, five years ago. At the end of the ally was a vast stone building, goblins at the door. Gringotts inscribed at the top. They walked into the building, and approached the front desk.
"We need to take out some money." said Mr. Weasly to the Goblin.
"I trust that the money you wish to take out is yours to take." the Goblin asked him. "You have the key?"
Mr. Weasly pulled out a small silver key. Harry piped up.
"I need to extract some money as well." He told the goblin.
" Graspgrapple , please escort these people down to their vaults." the goblin instructed another goblin that was close by.
"This way please." said Graspgrapple as he lead them into an attached room. They all got aboard a rickety wooden cart that would take them to their vaults. After a long neck-whipping ride down to the vaults, they stopped at a vault, close to being nauseous. Harry knew it must be the Weasleys, for he knew that this wasn't his. After all the things that Harry has seen that most people don't, one of the worst things that he had ever seen was the Wealsys vault. Last time he had been their it contained a few knuts and sickles, and only one gold gallon. Harry tried to look away as the vault was opened, but something caught his eye, he had to look closer. Harry closed his eyes after he had looked into the vault.
Then he opened his eyes back up and tried to suppress the urge to laugh, as one feels when they feel emense happiness for another person. Their vault was filled with wizard's money. Harry was rich. This wasn't nearly as filled as Harry's vault. But it had a good amount of money in it all the same. Ron looked over at Harry as his parents went and got the money that they would need.
"Did I tell you that Dad got a raise?" Ron said. Harry could tell that Ron was very proud for his father. Harry didn't answer, he just smiled, so that Ron would know he was happy for them. Harry didn't feel nearly as guilty as last time as he opened his vault, knowing that at least now his best friend wouldn't have to worry about major financial problems. Harry got the money he needed and soon they were traveling a not too fun ride back to the surface.
Breathing the fresh air of above the ground, and having a bag full of money, felt pretty good as Ron and Harry ran ahead of the rest of the Weasleys to do their shopping on their own.
"Where do you want to go first?" Harry asked Ron as they past the Magical Merigenies shop.
"Er, how 'bout the Quidditch store. Harry agreed that they could stop by even though they really need not go there. Harry and Ron went over there, looking at the balls, the robes, and the brooms. The brooms were all quite nice, but none as nice as his Firebolt, the best broom in the world.
Harry had to drag Ron over to Florish and Blotts to start getting their actual school things. Harry pulled out his list and started to read off the items. Standard book of spells, grade five, was first. It was found quickly and they soon moved on to the other books. They were done with their shopping by mid-afternoon and decided to get some ice cream at Florence's. Whilst eating their ice cream a familiar voice came across the boys ears. One that had not been heard in a while.
"Boys! What a pleasant surprise it is to see you here. Are you doing your school shopping?"
"Professor Lupin?!" Harry said as he jumped out of his seat to say hello.
"How have you been?" Harry asked him.
"Quite well. And you?"
"Good. What are you here for?" Harry asked him.
"I am short on the ingredients for a wolfsbane potion." replied Lupin. Several people around them scooted away. Lupin was a werewolf who was friends with Sirius, and had been friends with Harry's father. The wolfsbane potion made him less dangerous while in werewolf form. "I'm so glad I got to see you before you left for your school year. Cournelis Fudge has decided that no non-human creature can be inside the school grounds. That includes werewolves, vampires, trolls, dementors, and giants."
"What? What about Hagrid?" Ron asked.
"Hagrid is half human. I am sure that they will let him in. Besides Dumbledore will make sure of it"
"There is a trial set in mid-school year. Hagrid is allowed to stay until then." Lupin said. "I'm am sorry, I must go. I hope to see you in the not too distant future." The conversation put quite a damper on their good mood. They had even forgotten to be mad at each other.
"My gosh, they wouldn't do that to Hagrid, would they?!", Ron restated to Harry.
"I don't think that Dumbledore would let them, however, Fudge is a bit, umm." Ron understood what Harry was trying to say. Last year Cornilus Fudge, the minister of Magic, denied point-blank that You-know-who had returned to power, and was quite a bigot towards half-giants, such as Hagrid and Madam Maxine. Madam Maxine was the headmistress of Buexbatons, another wizarding school.
Harry knew that if it was solely up to the ministry that Hagrid wouldn't have lasted the summer in the school grounds. No one would know Hagrid was a half-giant if it hadn't been for Rita Skeeter, an extremely foul reporter for the Daily Prophet, the wizarding newspaper. Hermione found out that she was an illegal Animagi, a beetle. Harry cussed at her in his head. Ron whipped his head around. Harry guessed from Ron's response that he had let the words slip from his mouth. 'Opps.' Harry thought to himself.
"Sorry." Ron said.
"For what?" Harry asked him.
"Weren't you listing to me?" Ron said. He repeated what he said.
"Oh- I was thinking that same thing in my head." Harry said. If Hagrid was banned from Hogwarts nothing would be the same there. Harry looked down at his watch. "We need to get back over to Gringotts. We have to met up with your parents." They headed down to the bank, not watching were their feet were going. Before they even knew that they were going, they were there. They got aboard a fireplace with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and left to the Burrow.
Harry had a hard time going to sleep that night. He kept thinking about what life would be like with out Hagrid. 'At least there won't be any dragons this year.' Harry thought to himself. Hagrid loved dragons and had once illegally owned a baby Norwegian Ridge-Back Dragon.
Then Harry's eyes finally found themselves closed, and soon Harry was fast asleep. The next few days were quite uneventful at the Wesley's home, but Harry hardly ever got a break from too eventful days, and he quite enjoyed those quiet days. For eight people living in the same house, with two major time troublemakers it was quiet anyway. Finally, Harry heard the words that meant that those semi-quiet days were over.
"Make sure you're packed; tomorrow we have to leave to King's Cross by ten a.m." Mrs. Wesley called to them as they were heading out with their brooms over their shoulders; getting ready to play the last Quidditch game of the summer with Fred and George. After a game (Ron and Harry won- mostly because of Harry's broom), Ron and Harry went upstairs to begin the infamous task of packing. Ron had a much bigger project than Harry, owing to the fact that Harry already had most of his stuff in the trunk. So Harry watched Ron stuff everything into his trunk once he was done, and Harry noticed, he was bringing the letter from Sirius with him, as he hastily stuffed the piece of parchment in-between his robes.
Harry figured that Ron didn't want his mother finding the note. Then Ron and Harry went to bed early because they would have to get up early in the morning. Actually that is why Mrs. Wesley made them go to bed. They would have just assumed staying up.
A/N: Sorry that took so long. I had some slight problems that I wish I could blame on the computer but the real cause is that I couldn't figure out how to do what I wanted to on the computer. Did any of you catch the joke on the Goblin's name? I thought it was clever any ways. Yes, I do know that I misspelled some shop names and I think I misspelled some of the people's names too. Please don't hate me for it. So I would like to leave you with this last thought- See that pretty button below? Click it and see what happens. I dare you.
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RON'S LETTER
Harry awoke in the middle of the night. This time Harry awoken not from nightmares or for a drink, he had planned it this way. Ron was still fast asleep. As quietly as Harry could, he sneaked out of bed, and crept towards the top dresser drawer. He gently eased it open, as quietly as he could. And the drawer didn't make a noise, however the sneak-o-scope inside the drawer did.
Sneak-o-scopes whistled loudly when someone was being untrustworthy. Harry guessed that sneaking around in the middle of the night, opening up someone else's dresser drawers, to take a letter out that wasn't his qualified as being untrustworthy.
He snatched the letter and sneak-o-scope out of the drawer, and before Ron could wake up, he stuffed the letter into his shirt, and tossed the sneak-o-scope out the window. Harry would retrieve it later. Right now, he couldn't risk it. Ron gave a grunt along with a "Whas wong?" in a very sleepy voice. Harry didn't respond. Ron went back to his deep sleep that the sneak-o-scope had interrupted.
That morning, Harry was very tired. Ron's awakening had disrupted his plan of reading it that night. Harry took the first opportunity to read the letter when Mrs. Wesley said,
"Ron, the gnomes are getting out of control, go out and de-gnome the garden." Ron, who told Harry he had de-gnomed the garden just a few days before, turned the red color that he did when he was under pressure. Not wanting Harry to notice that the garden needed de-gnoming so quickly, he didn't ask Harry to help him. Harry ran upstairs to Ron's room. His eyes opened in disbelief and anger as he pulled out the letter and read it. "Ron." He said in a very warning growl. It didn't really have a purpose, owning to the fact that Ron wasn't in the room. 'Stupid Ron, how could he be so stupid?' Harry asked himself. He re-read the letter to himself.
Hello Ron,
It is nice to hear from you again. How have you been? Do you know how Harry is doing? I haven't heard too much from him lately.
You can't fool me Ron, I know that school hasn't even started yet. I'm not that cut out from society. I also know that Professor McGonagell would never assign an assignment like that. So, I am telling you right now, becoming an Animagis is too hard, you don't know what you were attempting to get yourself into. If I hear anymore of your attempts I will be forced to tell your parents. Sorry. Hope you have a nice holiday, tell Harry and Hermione hello from me if you see them.
Sirus
Harry was very angry with Ron. He wanted nothing more to yell at him for a good long while and hear Ron apologize continuously to him. But he couldn't let Ron know that he had been snooping around. He got up and put the letter back in the top dresser draw. It was good that Harry had decided to do that right then, because Ron came upstairs as soon as the dresser draw had closed.
"Hey Harry, do you have any idea how my sneak-o-scope got in the garden?" Ron said as he walked into the room. Harry felt very guilty right then, but tried not to let it show on his face.
"You have a sneak-o-scope?" Harry asked him.
"Yeah, got it the same time I bought yours, do you have any idea how it got in the garden?" Ron asked persistently to Harry.
"Err.. No idea." Harry lied. He didn't look in Ron's eyes as he said it. Ron gave Harry a look.
"It was in my top drawer." Ron said as he put it back in it's proper place. Harry could tell that Ron was checking to make sure that the letter was still in there. Then he walked out to finish de-gnoming the garden. Harry breathed out a sigh of relief. Harry was mad at Ron, Ron was suspicious of Harry. They didn't talk much that day, neither wanting the other pick up their feelings.
Later that day at dinner, Mr. Wesley said something that got Harry's mind off of the whole affair.
"Got paid today, what do you say that we all go to Diagon Ally tomorrow to pick up everyone's school supplies."
Every one agreed. They house woke earlier than usually the next morning. They wanted to get a head start on their shopping. With five kids that had to get all of their school supplies, that would take quite a while.
Once everyone was ready, they all assembled by the fireplace. One by one they all climbed into a green fire and shouted "Diagon Ally!" Within five minutes, they all were standing together, next to a fireplace in Diagon Ally, all shouting were they should go first. Although none of them seemed to be places that they really needed to go.
"Quality Quidditch Supplies!" shouted Ron.
"No, Florescence's Ice Cream Shop!" Ginny yelled back at him.
"I don't know what you're doing, but were going down Knockturn ally!" shouted the twins.
"Oh no you not!" Mrs. Wealsy said to Fred and George. It took a loud whistle from Mr. Wealsy to get them to quite down.
"Listen, Listen! We need to go to Gringotts first. Can't buy anything without money." Everyone agreed quietly, not exactly where they wanted to go, but they couldn't argue with that they all needed to go there.
Harry and the Wealseys walked though the familiar ally that only wizards could get to. Harry saw familiar shops, memories in each one. Magical Mereigyes, were Hagrid bought him Hedwig; Florish and Blotts, where Mr. Wealsy got into a fight with Draco Malfoy's father. Malfoy was Harry's archenemy since they first met on the Hogwarts train, five years ago. At the end of the ally was a vast stone building, goblins at the door. Gringotts inscribed at the top. They walked into the building, and approached the front desk.
"We need to take out some money." said Mr. Weasly to the Goblin.
"I trust that the money you wish to take out is yours to take." the Goblin asked him. "You have the key?"
Mr. Weasly pulled out a small silver key. Harry piped up.
"I need to extract some money as well." He told the goblin.
" Graspgrapple , please escort these people down to their vaults." the goblin instructed another goblin that was close by.
"This way please." said Graspgrapple as he lead them into an attached room. They all got aboard a rickety wooden cart that would take them to their vaults. After a long neck-whipping ride down to the vaults, they stopped at a vault, close to being nauseous. Harry knew it must be the Weasleys, for he knew that this wasn't his. After all the things that Harry has seen that most people don't, one of the worst things that he had ever seen was the Wealsys vault. Last time he had been their it contained a few knuts and sickles, and only one gold gallon. Harry tried to look away as the vault was opened, but something caught his eye, he had to look closer. Harry closed his eyes after he had looked into the vault.
Then he opened his eyes back up and tried to suppress the urge to laugh, as one feels when they feel emense happiness for another person. Their vault was filled with wizard's money. Harry was rich. This wasn't nearly as filled as Harry's vault. But it had a good amount of money in it all the same. Ron looked over at Harry as his parents went and got the money that they would need.
"Did I tell you that Dad got a raise?" Ron said. Harry could tell that Ron was very proud for his father. Harry didn't answer, he just smiled, so that Ron would know he was happy for them. Harry didn't feel nearly as guilty as last time as he opened his vault, knowing that at least now his best friend wouldn't have to worry about major financial problems. Harry got the money he needed and soon they were traveling a not too fun ride back to the surface.
Breathing the fresh air of above the ground, and having a bag full of money, felt pretty good as Ron and Harry ran ahead of the rest of the Weasleys to do their shopping on their own.
"Where do you want to go first?" Harry asked Ron as they past the Magical Merigenies shop.
"Er, how 'bout the Quidditch store. Harry agreed that they could stop by even though they really need not go there. Harry and Ron went over there, looking at the balls, the robes, and the brooms. The brooms were all quite nice, but none as nice as his Firebolt, the best broom in the world.
Harry had to drag Ron over to Florish and Blotts to start getting their actual school things. Harry pulled out his list and started to read off the items. Standard book of spells, grade five, was first. It was found quickly and they soon moved on to the other books. They were done with their shopping by mid-afternoon and decided to get some ice cream at Florence's. Whilst eating their ice cream a familiar voice came across the boys ears. One that had not been heard in a while.
"Boys! What a pleasant surprise it is to see you here. Are you doing your school shopping?"
"Professor Lupin?!" Harry said as he jumped out of his seat to say hello.
"How have you been?" Harry asked him.
"Quite well. And you?"
"Good. What are you here for?" Harry asked him.
"I am short on the ingredients for a wolfsbane potion." replied Lupin. Several people around them scooted away. Lupin was a werewolf who was friends with Sirius, and had been friends with Harry's father. The wolfsbane potion made him less dangerous while in werewolf form. "I'm so glad I got to see you before you left for your school year. Cournelis Fudge has decided that no non-human creature can be inside the school grounds. That includes werewolves, vampires, trolls, dementors, and giants."
"What? What about Hagrid?" Ron asked.
"Hagrid is half human. I am sure that they will let him in. Besides Dumbledore will make sure of it"
"There is a trial set in mid-school year. Hagrid is allowed to stay until then." Lupin said. "I'm am sorry, I must go. I hope to see you in the not too distant future." The conversation put quite a damper on their good mood. They had even forgotten to be mad at each other.
"My gosh, they wouldn't do that to Hagrid, would they?!", Ron restated to Harry.
"I don't think that Dumbledore would let them, however, Fudge is a bit, umm." Ron understood what Harry was trying to say. Last year Cornilus Fudge, the minister of Magic, denied point-blank that You-know-who had returned to power, and was quite a bigot towards half-giants, such as Hagrid and Madam Maxine. Madam Maxine was the headmistress of Buexbatons, another wizarding school.
Harry knew that if it was solely up to the ministry that Hagrid wouldn't have lasted the summer in the school grounds. No one would know Hagrid was a half-giant if it hadn't been for Rita Skeeter, an extremely foul reporter for the Daily Prophet, the wizarding newspaper. Hermione found out that she was an illegal Animagi, a beetle. Harry cussed at her in his head. Ron whipped his head around. Harry guessed from Ron's response that he had let the words slip from his mouth. 'Opps.' Harry thought to himself.
"Sorry." Ron said.
"For what?" Harry asked him.
"Weren't you listing to me?" Ron said. He repeated what he said.
"Oh- I was thinking that same thing in my head." Harry said. If Hagrid was banned from Hogwarts nothing would be the same there. Harry looked down at his watch. "We need to get back over to Gringotts. We have to met up with your parents." They headed down to the bank, not watching were their feet were going. Before they even knew that they were going, they were there. They got aboard a fireplace with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and left to the Burrow.
Harry had a hard time going to sleep that night. He kept thinking about what life would be like with out Hagrid. 'At least there won't be any dragons this year.' Harry thought to himself. Hagrid loved dragons and had once illegally owned a baby Norwegian Ridge-Back Dragon.
Then Harry's eyes finally found themselves closed, and soon Harry was fast asleep. The next few days were quite uneventful at the Wesley's home, but Harry hardly ever got a break from too eventful days, and he quite enjoyed those quiet days. For eight people living in the same house, with two major time troublemakers it was quiet anyway. Finally, Harry heard the words that meant that those semi-quiet days were over.
"Make sure you're packed; tomorrow we have to leave to King's Cross by ten a.m." Mrs. Wesley called to them as they were heading out with their brooms over their shoulders; getting ready to play the last Quidditch game of the summer with Fred and George. After a game (Ron and Harry won- mostly because of Harry's broom), Ron and Harry went upstairs to begin the infamous task of packing. Ron had a much bigger project than Harry, owing to the fact that Harry already had most of his stuff in the trunk. So Harry watched Ron stuff everything into his trunk once he was done, and Harry noticed, he was bringing the letter from Sirius with him, as he hastily stuffed the piece of parchment in-between his robes.
Harry figured that Ron didn't want his mother finding the note. Then Ron and Harry went to bed early because they would have to get up early in the morning. Actually that is why Mrs. Wesley made them go to bed. They would have just assumed staying up.
A/N: Sorry that took so long. I had some slight problems that I wish I could blame on the computer but the real cause is that I couldn't figure out how to do what I wanted to on the computer. Did any of you catch the joke on the Goblin's name? I thought it was clever any ways. Yes, I do know that I misspelled some shop names and I think I misspelled some of the people's names too. Please don't hate me for it. So I would like to leave you with this last thought- See that pretty button below? Click it and see what happens. I dare you.