"Just Harry" (2/?)
Author: GayRon
Email: Gayron@swipnet.se
This is Harry/Ron
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anyone else in the books, JK Rowling does.
Thanks to Anat Avtalion for Beta-ing this story for me, and great thanks to all you who gave feedback, it is thanks to you this chapter was done so fast.
WARNING: This is slash meaning m/m if you don't like that stop reading.
Harry turned around and was surprised to see Oliver Wood kissing Percy in the kitchen.
"Oh, Hello Harry… Ron…" Oliver said as he brook the kiss.
"Hello Oliver, Percy," Harry said shocked at finding Percy Weasley in the arms of Quidditch captain Oliver Wood.
Ron just stood there staring at them with his mouth open
"Something wrong?" Percy asked Ron.
"What are you doing here Percy? I thought you'd moved out…" Ron asked frowning.
Percy looked at Ron before saying "Oliver and I always come a few days before you guys return to Hogwarts, for the feast. You know that."
"Err, of course I do, I was just…" Ron began.
"Surprised that you came so early…" Harry put in trying to help him.
Percy seemed to accept it as he went past Harry and Ron to hug Ginny, who had just come out of the fireplace.
"Hello Perce, Oliver it was a long time ago," she said hugging them both.
Harry and Ron talked to Oliver and Percy some more and they found out that Percy was living with Oliver and that surprisingly enough Percy was also a reserve Quidditch player for the Puddlemer United. Harry had to excuse himself and Ron to drag Ron upstairs to his room because otherwise Ron's shocked face would give them away.
Once they had reached Ron's room Ron began laughing hard.
"Percy playing Quidditch! Ha! He can barely keep himself from falling off a broom."
While Ron continued laughing Harry looked around Ron's room. It was larger but it was still covered with posters of the Chudley Cannons, but, on the windowsill, where there was supposed to be a fish tank with a large frog in it, now stood three large trophies with a big pawn on top.
There were also two beds in the room.
"I think you spend too much time in here," Ron said seeing Harry stare at the two beds. He'd finally stopped laughing.
Ron pulled out his trunk from a closet and emptied it, then began throwing in the new books and robes.
"Haven't you done any homework?" Harry asked when he saw that the books still lay in the trunk.
"Who sounds like Hermione now?" Ron said smiling at Harry, "And I don't know if I've done it. Do you?"
"Well, no I suppose I don't," Harry answered.
They continued with the packing while Harry had troubled thoughts, how could they possiblly make this work. There was just so much they didn't know about this world and they couldn't ask anyone.
When they went through the closet for any more books Ron let out a scream of joy.
"Look Harry, I've got a Nimbus 2001," he said and showed Harry the broom before carefully putting it in the trunk, "Perhaps we can play some Quidditch at your house."
Then Mrs Weasley came in with the freshly washed new robes. They were packed in the trunk and the two of them carried the it downstairs.
"You can't leave before the feast," Mrs Weasley said as the twins came up behind them, forced them to release the trunk and then dragged them outside to where two tables had been set together like the summer before Harry's fourth year.
They sat all through dinner listening to all the conversions, hoping that they could learn something about this world or something about themselves but since nearly all conversions were about Quidditch all they learned was that not even in this world could the Chudley Cannons win a game.
After dinner they said their goodbyes and picked up Ron's trunk and threw the Floo powder into the fire.
Harry took Ron's trunk with him and turned it onto its end so that he could hold it better. He put his specs in his pocket and then said, "the Potter Mansion," and he was away.
When he reached the Potter Mansion he tumbled out the fireplace and nearly got crushed under the trunk.
"I'm home," he called out as he pulled himself up from the floor and pulled the trunk away from the fireplace.
He was just in time to remove the trunk when Ron came out of the fireplace.
James came out from the lounge and used his wand to lift the trunk.
"I hope you two remember the rules," he said giving Harry and Ron a stern look.
"Err, sure we do. Right Ron?" Harry said while Ron nodded.
"Good, I'll take the trunk up to your room, I've already transfigured a bed for you Ron," James said as he went up stairs.
Harry and Ron followed James, Ron with an open mouth as they went up, stair after stair, until they finally reached the forth floor. Harry had to tell Ron quietly to close his mouth.
When James had left the trunk and closed the door after himself Ron let out a gasp.
"How big is this house?" asked a shocked Ron.
"I don't know, after breakfast this morning I got lost trying to find my own room," Harry said to Ron.
"So how should we begin?" Ron asked.
"We should send a owl to Hermione and check if she remembers anything about our world," Harry said and opened a desk drawer in search for parchment but he only found a clip book, he opened it and found on first page a newspaper clip.
1.1 Ron Weasley and best friend save Hogwarts
Minister of Magic's son, Ron Weasley, and his best friend Harry Potter found out that the one who was behind the attacks on muggle borns was a Basilisk. They tracked it down to its layer and killed it.
It would seem that young Harry Potter is following in his parents's footsteps, as they are world known as the two Aurors who stopped He-who- must-not-be-named once and for all.
The Ministry refused to reveal who it was that released the monster from the secret chamber, but we can reveal that one, Mr. Borgin has been arrested. When asked, the Ministry said that he is partly guilty in releasing the beast but did not go into further detail.
"Hey, look at this Ron," Harry said and showed Ron the clip.
"Wow, your parents defeated You-know-who," Ron said impressed and turned the page, "There are more clips."
He handed the new clip to Harry.
Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger catche traitor
Three Hogwarts students have recaptured Peter Pettigrew; he had gone to Hogwarts and tried to sneak insdie in his Animagus form (Rat).
With help of Vertiserum he has confessed that his intention was to kidnap Harry Potter and to force Harry's father, Auror James Potter, to help him bring He-who-must-not-be-named back. He was condemned mad and has been sent down the Dementor cave and has probably already had The Kiss preformed on him.
He was captured when Ms. Granger's cat attacked him in his Animagus form on his way to try kidnap Mr. Potter.
He instantly changed back, and with a wand he stole when he fled from Azkaban, tried to curse the three children. However, he underestimated his opponents and was defeated quickly.
The reward was divided between the three; Harry Potter used a part of his reward to buy the new broom Firebolt as his old broom was destroyed when Pettigrew tried to jinx it.
"Wormtail is gone," Harry said happily and jumped up from the chair to pull Ron into a tight embrace and then began to spin around with Ron in his arms, "And that means that Sirius is free."
"That's good, but we still don't know about the rest of the world…" Ron said.
"Ron, could you let me be happy? even if is only for a moment," Harry said as he let go of Ron.
"I'm sorry Harry…" he said and put his hand on Harry's shoulder and squeezed it gently, "let's write that letter to Hermione now."
Harry nodded and continued to search for parchment in the drawers; he found it in the third drawer.
"What should we write?" Harry asked.
"We must find out how much she knows without letting her know what we don't know anything." Ron said as he took out a quill and began writing.
Dear Hermione
How is it in Bulgaria?
"We should mention my family, if she writes back asking how I can have a family we know she is our Hermione," Harry said.
"How about this," Ron said and began writing.
I'm at Harry's house right now and we have a blast even though his brothers never leave us alone to have a private moment.
We are sorry you couldn't come to Diagon Alley with us but we'll see you on the train.
You should be happy to know that we have done our homework.
"What about this, it's not a complete lie, we may have done it…" Ron said apologetically to Harry as he showed him what he'd written.
"Yeah, that should do it."
Ron signed the parchment, folded it and began looking around the room for Hedwig.
"Harry, don't you have a owl?" Ron asked.
Harry began to look around the room for any sign of an owl, but he couldn't see any owl treats or even a cage.
So they went down to the living room where James sat reading the sport pages of The Daily Prophet.
"Dad, can I borrow a owl, I need to send a letter to Hermione," he asked.
James looked over the newspaper, "Why don't you use Hedwig?"
So he had Hedwig at least, but why wasn't she in his room?
"Err, I don't know where she is," he said.
"Isn't she in the Owlery."
Ron gave Harry a surprised look That Harry shared. //We have our own Owlery,// Harry thought amazed.
"I don't know," Harry answered his father.
James let the newspaper fall down to his lap and looked at Harry and Ron strangely, "Shouldn't you go up and look before borrowing another owl, you know how angry Hedwig gets when you use another owl."
"Alright," Harry said and was about to leave when he remembered something.
"Uh dad, do you know where the closest wizard library is?"
James dropped the newspaper completely now, "What are you going to do at the library?"
"We need help with our homework," Ron said.
"I thought you'd done your homework," James said while Ron smiled at Harry "and besides what's wrong with our library?"
//We have a library too,// Harry thought flabbergasted, //Does this house have everything? It's like a miniature Hogwarts.//
But Harry didn't loose his tongue this time, "We need Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century, Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts," Harry said remembering those books that Hermione had tried to make Harry read, those he himself was mentioned in in their own world.
"I know we have them," James said, rising from the chair and leading Harry and Ron towards the library.
When they reached a statue, James stopped in front of it and the statue spoke, "Formatia trans sicere educatorum." and then swung forward revealing a large library with walls covered with bookcases and in the centre of the room was four roman chairs with a table between them.
James went through rows of bookcases before finally staying in front of a bookcase marked Family History
"Here they are," he said, giving Harry the three books
Harry took the books then nodded to Ron and they both left the library and returned to his bedroom.
Ron lay down on the bed James had transfigured for him, took one book and began go turn over the pages.
"You'll go through the books for information while I go and send the letter with Hedwig," Harry said and before leaving the room he bent down to put a kiss on Ron's mouth and then went to search after a stair leading upwards.
He searched for nearly half an hour and was ready to give up when a painting of a beautiful woman with long black hair spoke to him.
"Hello Harry," she said.
"Err, Hello."
"I see that you have a letter to send," she nodded to the letter in Harry's hand, then Harry heard a thud behind him and turned around to see a latter leading up.
"Thank you," Harry said to the painting when he went up the ladder.
"Your welcome," he heard the painting say before he was up.
Harry looked around the large room and noticed it was divided in two rooms, the larger part of the room was probably a storage area as it was full of trunks and all sorts of old things.
At the other end of the room was two large open windows and on a beam sat three owls, he recognised Hedwig immediately.
"Hello girl," he said and began patting her, "I've got a letter to Hermione for you to deliver."
Hedwig nipped his finger affectionately as he tied the letter to her leg and then she took off and flew out the window.
Harry followed her with his eyes until he couldn't see her any longer and was about to return to search through the storage area when he saw a forest and inside a glade was a Quidditch Pitch.
On the other side of the forest there were two large houses, probably as large as Harry's.
Harry walked away from the window and went to the other side of the room were he opened the nearest trunk, it was engraved with the name Lily Evans, Harry didn't like snooping around in his mother's private things but he needed to learn as much as possible.
He went through the trunk but couldn't find anything interesting, it was just his mother's old school things, books, a cauldron and potion ingredients.
Harry closed the trunk and looked around the loft before returning to his room.
"I now know why your parents are alive," Ron said as Harry entered the room.
"Alright, tell me," Harry said and seated himself on the opposite side of the bed.
"In this reality Snape followed You-know-who to Wormtail's house and saw as the rat told You-know-who where your parents hid, Snape ran directly to your father and told him that Wormtail was the traitor and had revealed your parents location to You-know-who and that he was on his way to kill them."
"Your father convinced Dumbledore that they should use this to their advantage and get rid of the Death Eaters and You-know-who once and for all." Now Ron smiled at Harry.
"They sat a trap for him, when You-know-who Apparated to your house he left the Death Eaters outside while he himself entered to kill your family, but as he duelled your father the Death Eaters outside were all defeated by some people that were called the Order of the Phoenix, and when his supporters were defeated, You-know-who couldn't draw power from them any longer and was weakened."
"Your parents used this moment to attack him together, with their combined magic they broke through his defences and your father cast the Avada Kedavra on him, You-know-who died."
Ron now had a huge grin on his face, "Now shadow survived, he died completely "
"Your father was declared a hero and he and your mother received the Order of Merlin, First Class," Ron said and showed Harry a picture in one of the books.
It was a picture of his parents getting two gold medallions and a crowd surrounding them clapped their hands.
Harry was quite as he let the information go through him until he asked, "What about Snape then?"
"Well, when You-know-who died his link with the Death Eaters wasn't severed, they all died with him, some people think that You-know-who wanted his supporters to die with him."
"But Pettigrew wasn't dead," Harry pointed at the clip book that lay on his bed, "why did he survive?"
"He didn't have the Dark Mark on him," Ron said, "He was a spy for You-know- who."
Harry gave Ron a sorrowful stare and then asked, "Do you still want to change back to the other world."
"I never said I wanted to change back, all I said was that we need to check out if this world is as perfect as it seems, and even if the wizard world is better we still don't know about the muggle world," Ron defended himself.
Harry could feel Ron tense up so he decided to meet him half way.
"What if tomorrow we go to the muggle world and see for ourselves how it is," Harry said taking Ron's hands in his own and pressing them gently.
Ron nodded and then said, "Sorry, it seems I've became a pessimist."
"That's alright, I love you anyway," Harry said smiling and then he kissed him.
Ron returned the kiss and deepened it.
As Ron began leaning on Harry, Harry's knees gave away and they both fell down on Harry's bed and continued kissing until Ron gave a yelp of pain.
"What is it," Harry asked worried.
"Something hard hit me," Ron said annoyed.
They both moved off bed and there, in the other bed they saw a small grey furry ball.
"Pig," Ron said amazed.
"He's got a letter," Harry said and removed it from Pig's leg before giving it to Ron.
"It's from Hermione," Ron told Harry showing him the letter.
"She couldn't have received the letter already, She must have sent it several days ago," Harry said before he began reading it.
1.2 Dear Harry and Ron
I am having a wonderful time here in Bulgaria with Viktor; he has showed me around his hometown, which is like Hogsmeade, a wizard only town.
And I also wrote a report on vampires based on my stay in Transylvania, I'm sure I'll get a top grade on it.
I have a reputation to uphold after all. I got a letter from Professor McGonagall and I've been chosen as Prefect, Ron stop leering.
Harry, I hope you're trying to make your brothers care more about their schoolwork and less about pranks, and try to keep them away from Fred and George's influence, it's not helping their behaviour.
You have a younger brother who begins Hogwarts now and he must be shown that such behaviour is not accepted at Hogwarts.
I am sorry I couldn't meet you at Diagon Alley but we will see each other's on the Hogwarts train
Love
Hermione
"Oh my god," Harry said astound, "Do you realise what this mean?"
Ron nodded gloomed; "She doesn't remember anything from our world."
TBC
Author: GayRon
Email: Gayron@swipnet.se
This is Harry/Ron
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anyone else in the books, JK Rowling does.
Thanks to Anat Avtalion for Beta-ing this story for me, and great thanks to all you who gave feedback, it is thanks to you this chapter was done so fast.
WARNING: This is slash meaning m/m if you don't like that stop reading.
Harry turned around and was surprised to see Oliver Wood kissing Percy in the kitchen.
"Oh, Hello Harry… Ron…" Oliver said as he brook the kiss.
"Hello Oliver, Percy," Harry said shocked at finding Percy Weasley in the arms of Quidditch captain Oliver Wood.
Ron just stood there staring at them with his mouth open
"Something wrong?" Percy asked Ron.
"What are you doing here Percy? I thought you'd moved out…" Ron asked frowning.
Percy looked at Ron before saying "Oliver and I always come a few days before you guys return to Hogwarts, for the feast. You know that."
"Err, of course I do, I was just…" Ron began.
"Surprised that you came so early…" Harry put in trying to help him.
Percy seemed to accept it as he went past Harry and Ron to hug Ginny, who had just come out of the fireplace.
"Hello Perce, Oliver it was a long time ago," she said hugging them both.
Harry and Ron talked to Oliver and Percy some more and they found out that Percy was living with Oliver and that surprisingly enough Percy was also a reserve Quidditch player for the Puddlemer United. Harry had to excuse himself and Ron to drag Ron upstairs to his room because otherwise Ron's shocked face would give them away.
Once they had reached Ron's room Ron began laughing hard.
"Percy playing Quidditch! Ha! He can barely keep himself from falling off a broom."
While Ron continued laughing Harry looked around Ron's room. It was larger but it was still covered with posters of the Chudley Cannons, but, on the windowsill, where there was supposed to be a fish tank with a large frog in it, now stood three large trophies with a big pawn on top.
There were also two beds in the room.
"I think you spend too much time in here," Ron said seeing Harry stare at the two beds. He'd finally stopped laughing.
Ron pulled out his trunk from a closet and emptied it, then began throwing in the new books and robes.
"Haven't you done any homework?" Harry asked when he saw that the books still lay in the trunk.
"Who sounds like Hermione now?" Ron said smiling at Harry, "And I don't know if I've done it. Do you?"
"Well, no I suppose I don't," Harry answered.
They continued with the packing while Harry had troubled thoughts, how could they possiblly make this work. There was just so much they didn't know about this world and they couldn't ask anyone.
When they went through the closet for any more books Ron let out a scream of joy.
"Look Harry, I've got a Nimbus 2001," he said and showed Harry the broom before carefully putting it in the trunk, "Perhaps we can play some Quidditch at your house."
Then Mrs Weasley came in with the freshly washed new robes. They were packed in the trunk and the two of them carried the it downstairs.
"You can't leave before the feast," Mrs Weasley said as the twins came up behind them, forced them to release the trunk and then dragged them outside to where two tables had been set together like the summer before Harry's fourth year.
They sat all through dinner listening to all the conversions, hoping that they could learn something about this world or something about themselves but since nearly all conversions were about Quidditch all they learned was that not even in this world could the Chudley Cannons win a game.
After dinner they said their goodbyes and picked up Ron's trunk and threw the Floo powder into the fire.
Harry took Ron's trunk with him and turned it onto its end so that he could hold it better. He put his specs in his pocket and then said, "the Potter Mansion," and he was away.
When he reached the Potter Mansion he tumbled out the fireplace and nearly got crushed under the trunk.
"I'm home," he called out as he pulled himself up from the floor and pulled the trunk away from the fireplace.
He was just in time to remove the trunk when Ron came out of the fireplace.
James came out from the lounge and used his wand to lift the trunk.
"I hope you two remember the rules," he said giving Harry and Ron a stern look.
"Err, sure we do. Right Ron?" Harry said while Ron nodded.
"Good, I'll take the trunk up to your room, I've already transfigured a bed for you Ron," James said as he went up stairs.
Harry and Ron followed James, Ron with an open mouth as they went up, stair after stair, until they finally reached the forth floor. Harry had to tell Ron quietly to close his mouth.
When James had left the trunk and closed the door after himself Ron let out a gasp.
"How big is this house?" asked a shocked Ron.
"I don't know, after breakfast this morning I got lost trying to find my own room," Harry said to Ron.
"So how should we begin?" Ron asked.
"We should send a owl to Hermione and check if she remembers anything about our world," Harry said and opened a desk drawer in search for parchment but he only found a clip book, he opened it and found on first page a newspaper clip.
1.1 Ron Weasley and best friend save Hogwarts
Minister of Magic's son, Ron Weasley, and his best friend Harry Potter found out that the one who was behind the attacks on muggle borns was a Basilisk. They tracked it down to its layer and killed it.
It would seem that young Harry Potter is following in his parents's footsteps, as they are world known as the two Aurors who stopped He-who- must-not-be-named once and for all.
The Ministry refused to reveal who it was that released the monster from the secret chamber, but we can reveal that one, Mr. Borgin has been arrested. When asked, the Ministry said that he is partly guilty in releasing the beast but did not go into further detail.
"Hey, look at this Ron," Harry said and showed Ron the clip.
"Wow, your parents defeated You-know-who," Ron said impressed and turned the page, "There are more clips."
He handed the new clip to Harry.
Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger catche traitor
Three Hogwarts students have recaptured Peter Pettigrew; he had gone to Hogwarts and tried to sneak insdie in his Animagus form (Rat).
With help of Vertiserum he has confessed that his intention was to kidnap Harry Potter and to force Harry's father, Auror James Potter, to help him bring He-who-must-not-be-named back. He was condemned mad and has been sent down the Dementor cave and has probably already had The Kiss preformed on him.
He was captured when Ms. Granger's cat attacked him in his Animagus form on his way to try kidnap Mr. Potter.
He instantly changed back, and with a wand he stole when he fled from Azkaban, tried to curse the three children. However, he underestimated his opponents and was defeated quickly.
The reward was divided between the three; Harry Potter used a part of his reward to buy the new broom Firebolt as his old broom was destroyed when Pettigrew tried to jinx it.
"Wormtail is gone," Harry said happily and jumped up from the chair to pull Ron into a tight embrace and then began to spin around with Ron in his arms, "And that means that Sirius is free."
"That's good, but we still don't know about the rest of the world…" Ron said.
"Ron, could you let me be happy? even if is only for a moment," Harry said as he let go of Ron.
"I'm sorry Harry…" he said and put his hand on Harry's shoulder and squeezed it gently, "let's write that letter to Hermione now."
Harry nodded and continued to search for parchment in the drawers; he found it in the third drawer.
"What should we write?" Harry asked.
"We must find out how much she knows without letting her know what we don't know anything." Ron said as he took out a quill and began writing.
Dear Hermione
How is it in Bulgaria?
"We should mention my family, if she writes back asking how I can have a family we know she is our Hermione," Harry said.
"How about this," Ron said and began writing.
I'm at Harry's house right now and we have a blast even though his brothers never leave us alone to have a private moment.
We are sorry you couldn't come to Diagon Alley with us but we'll see you on the train.
You should be happy to know that we have done our homework.
"What about this, it's not a complete lie, we may have done it…" Ron said apologetically to Harry as he showed him what he'd written.
"Yeah, that should do it."
Ron signed the parchment, folded it and began looking around the room for Hedwig.
"Harry, don't you have a owl?" Ron asked.
Harry began to look around the room for any sign of an owl, but he couldn't see any owl treats or even a cage.
So they went down to the living room where James sat reading the sport pages of The Daily Prophet.
"Dad, can I borrow a owl, I need to send a letter to Hermione," he asked.
James looked over the newspaper, "Why don't you use Hedwig?"
So he had Hedwig at least, but why wasn't she in his room?
"Err, I don't know where she is," he said.
"Isn't she in the Owlery."
Ron gave Harry a surprised look That Harry shared. //We have our own Owlery,// Harry thought amazed.
"I don't know," Harry answered his father.
James let the newspaper fall down to his lap and looked at Harry and Ron strangely, "Shouldn't you go up and look before borrowing another owl, you know how angry Hedwig gets when you use another owl."
"Alright," Harry said and was about to leave when he remembered something.
"Uh dad, do you know where the closest wizard library is?"
James dropped the newspaper completely now, "What are you going to do at the library?"
"We need help with our homework," Ron said.
"I thought you'd done your homework," James said while Ron smiled at Harry "and besides what's wrong with our library?"
//We have a library too,// Harry thought flabbergasted, //Does this house have everything? It's like a miniature Hogwarts.//
But Harry didn't loose his tongue this time, "We need Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century, Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts," Harry said remembering those books that Hermione had tried to make Harry read, those he himself was mentioned in in their own world.
"I know we have them," James said, rising from the chair and leading Harry and Ron towards the library.
When they reached a statue, James stopped in front of it and the statue spoke, "Formatia trans sicere educatorum." and then swung forward revealing a large library with walls covered with bookcases and in the centre of the room was four roman chairs with a table between them.
James went through rows of bookcases before finally staying in front of a bookcase marked Family History
"Here they are," he said, giving Harry the three books
Harry took the books then nodded to Ron and they both left the library and returned to his bedroom.
Ron lay down on the bed James had transfigured for him, took one book and began go turn over the pages.
"You'll go through the books for information while I go and send the letter with Hedwig," Harry said and before leaving the room he bent down to put a kiss on Ron's mouth and then went to search after a stair leading upwards.
He searched for nearly half an hour and was ready to give up when a painting of a beautiful woman with long black hair spoke to him.
"Hello Harry," she said.
"Err, Hello."
"I see that you have a letter to send," she nodded to the letter in Harry's hand, then Harry heard a thud behind him and turned around to see a latter leading up.
"Thank you," Harry said to the painting when he went up the ladder.
"Your welcome," he heard the painting say before he was up.
Harry looked around the large room and noticed it was divided in two rooms, the larger part of the room was probably a storage area as it was full of trunks and all sorts of old things.
At the other end of the room was two large open windows and on a beam sat three owls, he recognised Hedwig immediately.
"Hello girl," he said and began patting her, "I've got a letter to Hermione for you to deliver."
Hedwig nipped his finger affectionately as he tied the letter to her leg and then she took off and flew out the window.
Harry followed her with his eyes until he couldn't see her any longer and was about to return to search through the storage area when he saw a forest and inside a glade was a Quidditch Pitch.
On the other side of the forest there were two large houses, probably as large as Harry's.
Harry walked away from the window and went to the other side of the room were he opened the nearest trunk, it was engraved with the name Lily Evans, Harry didn't like snooping around in his mother's private things but he needed to learn as much as possible.
He went through the trunk but couldn't find anything interesting, it was just his mother's old school things, books, a cauldron and potion ingredients.
Harry closed the trunk and looked around the loft before returning to his room.
"I now know why your parents are alive," Ron said as Harry entered the room.
"Alright, tell me," Harry said and seated himself on the opposite side of the bed.
"In this reality Snape followed You-know-who to Wormtail's house and saw as the rat told You-know-who where your parents hid, Snape ran directly to your father and told him that Wormtail was the traitor and had revealed your parents location to You-know-who and that he was on his way to kill them."
"Your father convinced Dumbledore that they should use this to their advantage and get rid of the Death Eaters and You-know-who once and for all." Now Ron smiled at Harry.
"They sat a trap for him, when You-know-who Apparated to your house he left the Death Eaters outside while he himself entered to kill your family, but as he duelled your father the Death Eaters outside were all defeated by some people that were called the Order of the Phoenix, and when his supporters were defeated, You-know-who couldn't draw power from them any longer and was weakened."
"Your parents used this moment to attack him together, with their combined magic they broke through his defences and your father cast the Avada Kedavra on him, You-know-who died."
Ron now had a huge grin on his face, "Now shadow survived, he died completely "
"Your father was declared a hero and he and your mother received the Order of Merlin, First Class," Ron said and showed Harry a picture in one of the books.
It was a picture of his parents getting two gold medallions and a crowd surrounding them clapped their hands.
Harry was quite as he let the information go through him until he asked, "What about Snape then?"
"Well, when You-know-who died his link with the Death Eaters wasn't severed, they all died with him, some people think that You-know-who wanted his supporters to die with him."
"But Pettigrew wasn't dead," Harry pointed at the clip book that lay on his bed, "why did he survive?"
"He didn't have the Dark Mark on him," Ron said, "He was a spy for You-know- who."
Harry gave Ron a sorrowful stare and then asked, "Do you still want to change back to the other world."
"I never said I wanted to change back, all I said was that we need to check out if this world is as perfect as it seems, and even if the wizard world is better we still don't know about the muggle world," Ron defended himself.
Harry could feel Ron tense up so he decided to meet him half way.
"What if tomorrow we go to the muggle world and see for ourselves how it is," Harry said taking Ron's hands in his own and pressing them gently.
Ron nodded and then said, "Sorry, it seems I've became a pessimist."
"That's alright, I love you anyway," Harry said smiling and then he kissed him.
Ron returned the kiss and deepened it.
As Ron began leaning on Harry, Harry's knees gave away and they both fell down on Harry's bed and continued kissing until Ron gave a yelp of pain.
"What is it," Harry asked worried.
"Something hard hit me," Ron said annoyed.
They both moved off bed and there, in the other bed they saw a small grey furry ball.
"Pig," Ron said amazed.
"He's got a letter," Harry said and removed it from Pig's leg before giving it to Ron.
"It's from Hermione," Ron told Harry showing him the letter.
"She couldn't have received the letter already, She must have sent it several days ago," Harry said before he began reading it.
1.2 Dear Harry and Ron
I am having a wonderful time here in Bulgaria with Viktor; he has showed me around his hometown, which is like Hogsmeade, a wizard only town.
And I also wrote a report on vampires based on my stay in Transylvania, I'm sure I'll get a top grade on it.
I have a reputation to uphold after all. I got a letter from Professor McGonagall and I've been chosen as Prefect, Ron stop leering.
Harry, I hope you're trying to make your brothers care more about their schoolwork and less about pranks, and try to keep them away from Fred and George's influence, it's not helping their behaviour.
You have a younger brother who begins Hogwarts now and he must be shown that such behaviour is not accepted at Hogwarts.
I am sorry I couldn't meet you at Diagon Alley but we will see each other's on the Hogwarts train
Love
Hermione
"Oh my god," Harry said astound, "Do you realise what this mean?"
Ron nodded gloomed; "She doesn't remember anything from our world."
TBC
