The Long awaited Chapter 3!
The next day Harry woke up in a bedroom filled with posters of seven wizards and witches wearing bright orange robes and carrying broomsticks. The last thing Harry could remember was a sleeping Addy being carried by Logan on her back. Then Harry had dozed off to before they had gotten out of Godric's Hollow. Then Harry sat up in the bed, put his glasses on that someone had taken off him and he realized whom those wizards and witches were. Everything in the room was bright orange. Harry gave a wide smile and finally realized where he was. He opened the door and looked at the sign on it. RONALDS ROOM it read. Harry still being in the cloths that he had worn yesterday ran down stairs without hesitation.
"Ron?" he called when he reached the kitchen.
"Harry!"
Harry looked at the kitchen table sitting there was Ron, Mrs. Weasly, Ginny, Addy, and Logan. Harry took a seat next to Ron and Logan.
"Thought you were sleeping 'till tomorrow!"
Harry yawned. "What time is it?" he asked.
"It's a quarter to one." Logan said peaking over a copy of the Daily Prophet. Then she took a sip of her tea. She took her plate that was in front of her and walked to the sink where Mrs. Weasly was washing dishes. "Do you need any help Mrs. Weasly?" She said sweetly.
"No thank you dear. I'm fine. Harry would you like some toast?"
"Sure." Harry hadn't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday at the Dursleys.
Mrs. Weasly passed Harry a plate with four pieces of toast, two eggs, and five bacon strips on it. Harry wolfed down the whole plate in less then two minutes. "That was great." He said.
"So what should we do?" Ron asked. "Fred and George are outside, there probably practicing Quidditch. You know with Wood gone there is an opening for caption, and keeper."
"So we have to replace the keeper. This is gonna be a tough pick."
Then out of nowhere Ginny said, "What's Soccer?"
Ginny and Addy where in a conversation together since Harry had come down to eat. He hadn't heard any of the conversation until Ginny had shouted her question.
"Soccer! You've never heard of soccer?!" Addy said as if Ginny was insane. Logan kicked Addy under the table then continued to read. "Ouch. What was that for?" Logan was about to kick her again but Addy moved down where Logan couldn't reach her. "C'mon Ginny. I'll show you."
The two girls went upstairs to Ginny's room. They came back down and Addy was going threw her never ever bag.
"We have to go outside. It's to big to fit in here."
Logan got up and walked with them outside. Harry and Ron soon followed. Ron was as curious as Ginny. "What is soccer?"
"It's a Muggle sport, it's hard to explain, I never was good at it."
"Oh well that helps!" Ron said sarcastically.
Addy walked far out. She kept scrimmaging threw her bag. "UGH! I can't find my goal post! Logan!"
"Its under Shadow and the blankets."
Addy pulled out a black cat and a couple of blankets. Then, piece-by-piece she took out the goal post, then the net. Logan and Addy started putting pieces together. Fred and George joined them. "What are they doing?"
"Putting together a goal post. Whatever that is." Ron said.
Addy smiled. "I'm a great goalie." Then she threw a soccer ball out of the bag. "Okay what you have to do," she put the ball down a few feet from the goal. "You kick the ball and try to get it into the goal. Simple? I'll try to block it. Ok, hold on." She stood in front of the goal. "Kick it."
Ginny had tried; she went to kick it but her foot missed. She tried to go again but this time missed because she tried kicking the side and ended up kicking air.
"Let me try!" Ron said and pushed Ginny aside. Ron backed away then ran to kick the ball. His foot went up into the air and he fell backwards, hitting his head on the ground. "Ouch." He said. Then he started to laugh and roll around on the grass.
"Very attractive." Logan said while yawning.
"This is a job of a man." George said.
"But who? I don't see one around here." Fred teased.
George rolled his eyes. He kicked the ball, and it went flying all the way over the goal post.
"I hit it!"
"Yeah but it wasn't even close to the goal." Logan said.
George got the ball. "Fine if you're so good lets see you hit it." He said to Logan.
"All right."
Logan put the ball down. She walked back a bit. Then ran to the ball and kicked it right in the middle. It went flying to the goal, and Addy blocked it.
"Watch this." Addy went to the bag. She kept taking out more and more soccer balls until there were twenty. She put them all in front of Logan. Addy ran back to the goal and nodded.
Logan kicked each ball harder then the last going in all directions into the goal. Addy had not let one get by her. She jumped, punched, kicked, dived to block everything. No matter were they went.as long as they were going near the goal, and all of them did. It was no easy job cause Logan's kicks got faster and harder.
Finally she ran out of balls to kick. When Logan was finished she put her hands on her hips. Everyone's mouths were dropped George tried to say something, finally Ron spat out.
"Addy! If you are going to be in Gryffindor you have to be Keeper!"
Addy went red. "I'm not that good."
"Yes you are! You'd be perfect!" Harry said. "Do you know about Quidditch?"
"Yes. Who doesn't?!"
"You know what Addy, I'll buy you a broom when Gram takes us to Diagon Ally."
Addy's face lit up. "REALLY?"
"Yes. It'll be all those presents I owe you."
Addy jumped up and down. "YAY!"
"Addy calm down."
"Okay." And she stopped.
Shadow, the black cat Addy had taken out of her bag was now purring at Logan's foot. Logan picked up Shadow and petted her. Shadow had bright purple eyes and she was all black. Shadow purred gently as Logan petted her. Harry thought, Mrs. Figg has a picture of Shadow!
Suddenly a large brown owl swooped down and dropped a letter in front of Logan. Shadow dropped from Logan's arms and sniffed the letter. "Mweow." Logan picked up the letter. She read it and sighed.
"Gram needs us at the Ministry Addy."
"Why?"
"It's no business to be discussed now." She read on. "Harry you need to come also."
Harry would have asked 'why?' but Addy had already asked that and that was the answer. The owl swooped overhead dropping a small box. Ginny went to pick it up.
"DON'T touch it." Logan said.
Ginny jerked back.
"It's a portkey. Harry and Addy come here."
Addy turned to Ginny. "So long. See you at Hogwarts."
"Bye Ron, George, Fred. Bye!" Harry said.
The three of them reached for the box. "We should be back soon. If not we will send you and owl."
They all touched the box. Harry's feet left the ground: he was speeding forward in a howl of wind just like when Addy brought them to Godric's Hollow. Then he slammed into a concrete floor, Addy began to stumble and Logan stood there looking around. She walked to a desk but Harry couldn't see anything because he was on the floor. Addy helped him up.
Logan was talking to a middle-aged witch. She had dirty blonde hair with some gray strips of hair. Her nose was pointed and her eyes were wide and yellow.
"Good mornin' to you Wilkins. How's life treating you?"
"Fine thank you Logan. Here for your grandma?"
"Yes please. Tell her we'll be up there in a jiff. Four knocks and a kick correct?"
"Yes" Said Wilkins. She pressed a button and the floor beneath Harry, Addy and Logan dropped. The strange thing was, they weren't going down, they were going sideways.
Soon they were in a dark room with many doors all along the wall. Harry was getting sick from all the spinning he had done so far. Logan approached one of the doors. She knocked on it four times and kicked it once. Then it opened.
"Come in you two."
They walked into a huge room filled wit wizards and witches running around and giving papers to people to give to people. It looked very confusing but that didn't stop Logan. She started walking and was soon joined by a man who was no older then twenty.
"Logan, things are a mess! Ever since June it's been a lunatic house! Some think it's true while others don't! We can't convince people loyal to Pudgy and this damn Skeeter woman has been bugging to get stuff on it!"
"Breath David! Breath!" She sat on a desk while David took deep breaths.
"Who can we count on?"
David handed Logan what looked like no more than a dozen letters. She shook her head. She came to one of them then glanced at Harry. "Here Harry." She threw him one of them. He opened it up. The handwriting had looked familiar. He read the signature Remus Lupin it said. "Don't worry he'll be okay. I suspect that S-" She caught hers self from saying something and Harry wondered what it was.
Logan jumped on the desk. She screamed out, "I hope we are proud of ourselves! Who here believes Voldemort is back?" Out of all the people in the whole room only three raised their hands others twitched at his name. "Well he is. I saw him last night." She started walking back and forth on the desk. "He spared my life. Waiting for another time to torture me then kill me. Only some sensible people like David and the others who work hard to believe what is happening. You others are hopeless. The death of Bertha, Cedric, and my parents and I'm sure that many people have been killed already. You can't believe the truth that's right in front of you. Now this department is supposed to work against Voldemort. But how can we do that if some of you can't even say his name! And if you don't think he is back, you are not the wizards and witches I thought you were."
Logan jumped down from the desk. She started walking towards a closed door when people started clapping. David, Addy, and Harry followed Logan into the office.
They stepped into the dark office. The small room had only one light in it. The light came from a stained glass lamp on an old desk that had different engravement. On this desk were piles of paper and parchment. Behind the desk there was a tall green leather chair. The back of the chair was facing Logan who stood in front of the desk.
"They are hopeless Logan." Said the voice from behind the chair
Logan sighed. "Its because they are influenced bye Cornielious! They think everything he says is right. If he wasn't Minister he would be nothing."
The chair spun around so the person in it was facing Logan. Harry knew this person it was Mrs. Figg.
"Your right Logan. But this is not the time to appoint a new Minister and anyways it would probably be given to Lucius if we did re-vote. We can't let him get the job.
"I understand." But then Logan laughed. "Lucius won't be having the best day today. Have you seen the news?"
Logan threw a Daily Prophet on the desk in front of her Grandmother. She picked it up and started reading it. A small grin came across Logan and Mrs. Figg's face. When Mrs. Figg was done Logan handed the paper to David and then he started laughing.
"Harry if you know Draco Malfoy I just have one thing to say, he won't be a happy camper this year." Logan said and gave Harry the press. Harry read:
BIG TROUBLE FOR BIG TIME WIZARD
Ministry of Magic employee Lucius Malfoy is a descendant of one of the most Honorable wizardry families in history, until now. Recently the Malfoy Manor Has had a surprise Dark Arts check. The personals involved in raiding Mr. Malfoy's Manor have said there had a room hidden that was filled with tremendous amount of items have to deal with the Dark Arts. One of the personals who went threw the objects interviewed a boggart that became a Muggle Cheerleader that was peppy and had tons of glitter in her hair. The personal who shall be named Bob says "The Boggart says it has been surrounded by skulls, candles, diaries and other things that have been connected with Dark Arts" When Bob was questioned about the boggart turning into a cheerleader there was no comment same as when Mr. Malfoy was questioned about his basment.
"I was wondering how long it would take for the truth to come out." Mrs. Figg said.
"Is that the search you lead Logan?" David asked.
Logan still grinning nodded. "You should have seen his face."
"Logan it says here that you write the article."
"Lucius is going to be very upset when he reads it." Mrs. Figg added.
Logan became her cold self again. "I don't care."
There was a silence for a long time. Then there was a uproar from outside the office. Logan crossed her arms and Addy took cover behind her.
The door slammed open and Lucius Malfoy entered the room.
"WHAT is this?!" And he pulled out a paper and put it only a couple of inches from Logan's face.
"I believe that it is a Daily Prophet article about you Lucius."
"Yes it is about me. And about something's I own. Namely from Dark Arts!"
"I know I wrote it."
"Why did you write it Logan? I thought-''
"You thought wrong."
"Logan you just made some bad enemies." Lucius said.
"Lucius, I have been your enemy sine you became a death eater. And your threats don't scare me."
Lucius turned around to walk out and he saw Harry. He smiled slyly and turned back to Logan.
"You are going back to Hogwarts am I correct?"
"Yes as a matter of fact I am. But I don't know what you are talking about I have never been to Hogwarts. You must mistake me for my mother."
Lucius turned to Harry. Logan narrowed her eyes as Lucius was about to speak to Harry. He looked at her, then he left.
The next day Harry woke up in a bedroom filled with posters of seven wizards and witches wearing bright orange robes and carrying broomsticks. The last thing Harry could remember was a sleeping Addy being carried by Logan on her back. Then Harry had dozed off to before they had gotten out of Godric's Hollow. Then Harry sat up in the bed, put his glasses on that someone had taken off him and he realized whom those wizards and witches were. Everything in the room was bright orange. Harry gave a wide smile and finally realized where he was. He opened the door and looked at the sign on it. RONALDS ROOM it read. Harry still being in the cloths that he had worn yesterday ran down stairs without hesitation.
"Ron?" he called when he reached the kitchen.
"Harry!"
Harry looked at the kitchen table sitting there was Ron, Mrs. Weasly, Ginny, Addy, and Logan. Harry took a seat next to Ron and Logan.
"Thought you were sleeping 'till tomorrow!"
Harry yawned. "What time is it?" he asked.
"It's a quarter to one." Logan said peaking over a copy of the Daily Prophet. Then she took a sip of her tea. She took her plate that was in front of her and walked to the sink where Mrs. Weasly was washing dishes. "Do you need any help Mrs. Weasly?" She said sweetly.
"No thank you dear. I'm fine. Harry would you like some toast?"
"Sure." Harry hadn't eaten anything since breakfast yesterday at the Dursleys.
Mrs. Weasly passed Harry a plate with four pieces of toast, two eggs, and five bacon strips on it. Harry wolfed down the whole plate in less then two minutes. "That was great." He said.
"So what should we do?" Ron asked. "Fred and George are outside, there probably practicing Quidditch. You know with Wood gone there is an opening for caption, and keeper."
"So we have to replace the keeper. This is gonna be a tough pick."
Then out of nowhere Ginny said, "What's Soccer?"
Ginny and Addy where in a conversation together since Harry had come down to eat. He hadn't heard any of the conversation until Ginny had shouted her question.
"Soccer! You've never heard of soccer?!" Addy said as if Ginny was insane. Logan kicked Addy under the table then continued to read. "Ouch. What was that for?" Logan was about to kick her again but Addy moved down where Logan couldn't reach her. "C'mon Ginny. I'll show you."
The two girls went upstairs to Ginny's room. They came back down and Addy was going threw her never ever bag.
"We have to go outside. It's to big to fit in here."
Logan got up and walked with them outside. Harry and Ron soon followed. Ron was as curious as Ginny. "What is soccer?"
"It's a Muggle sport, it's hard to explain, I never was good at it."
"Oh well that helps!" Ron said sarcastically.
Addy walked far out. She kept scrimmaging threw her bag. "UGH! I can't find my goal post! Logan!"
"Its under Shadow and the blankets."
Addy pulled out a black cat and a couple of blankets. Then, piece-by-piece she took out the goal post, then the net. Logan and Addy started putting pieces together. Fred and George joined them. "What are they doing?"
"Putting together a goal post. Whatever that is." Ron said.
Addy smiled. "I'm a great goalie." Then she threw a soccer ball out of the bag. "Okay what you have to do," she put the ball down a few feet from the goal. "You kick the ball and try to get it into the goal. Simple? I'll try to block it. Ok, hold on." She stood in front of the goal. "Kick it."
Ginny had tried; she went to kick it but her foot missed. She tried to go again but this time missed because she tried kicking the side and ended up kicking air.
"Let me try!" Ron said and pushed Ginny aside. Ron backed away then ran to kick the ball. His foot went up into the air and he fell backwards, hitting his head on the ground. "Ouch." He said. Then he started to laugh and roll around on the grass.
"Very attractive." Logan said while yawning.
"This is a job of a man." George said.
"But who? I don't see one around here." Fred teased.
George rolled his eyes. He kicked the ball, and it went flying all the way over the goal post.
"I hit it!"
"Yeah but it wasn't even close to the goal." Logan said.
George got the ball. "Fine if you're so good lets see you hit it." He said to Logan.
"All right."
Logan put the ball down. She walked back a bit. Then ran to the ball and kicked it right in the middle. It went flying to the goal, and Addy blocked it.
"Watch this." Addy went to the bag. She kept taking out more and more soccer balls until there were twenty. She put them all in front of Logan. Addy ran back to the goal and nodded.
Logan kicked each ball harder then the last going in all directions into the goal. Addy had not let one get by her. She jumped, punched, kicked, dived to block everything. No matter were they went.as long as they were going near the goal, and all of them did. It was no easy job cause Logan's kicks got faster and harder.
Finally she ran out of balls to kick. When Logan was finished she put her hands on her hips. Everyone's mouths were dropped George tried to say something, finally Ron spat out.
"Addy! If you are going to be in Gryffindor you have to be Keeper!"
Addy went red. "I'm not that good."
"Yes you are! You'd be perfect!" Harry said. "Do you know about Quidditch?"
"Yes. Who doesn't?!"
"You know what Addy, I'll buy you a broom when Gram takes us to Diagon Ally."
Addy's face lit up. "REALLY?"
"Yes. It'll be all those presents I owe you."
Addy jumped up and down. "YAY!"
"Addy calm down."
"Okay." And she stopped.
Shadow, the black cat Addy had taken out of her bag was now purring at Logan's foot. Logan picked up Shadow and petted her. Shadow had bright purple eyes and she was all black. Shadow purred gently as Logan petted her. Harry thought, Mrs. Figg has a picture of Shadow!
Suddenly a large brown owl swooped down and dropped a letter in front of Logan. Shadow dropped from Logan's arms and sniffed the letter. "Mweow." Logan picked up the letter. She read it and sighed.
"Gram needs us at the Ministry Addy."
"Why?"
"It's no business to be discussed now." She read on. "Harry you need to come also."
Harry would have asked 'why?' but Addy had already asked that and that was the answer. The owl swooped overhead dropping a small box. Ginny went to pick it up.
"DON'T touch it." Logan said.
Ginny jerked back.
"It's a portkey. Harry and Addy come here."
Addy turned to Ginny. "So long. See you at Hogwarts."
"Bye Ron, George, Fred. Bye!" Harry said.
The three of them reached for the box. "We should be back soon. If not we will send you and owl."
They all touched the box. Harry's feet left the ground: he was speeding forward in a howl of wind just like when Addy brought them to Godric's Hollow. Then he slammed into a concrete floor, Addy began to stumble and Logan stood there looking around. She walked to a desk but Harry couldn't see anything because he was on the floor. Addy helped him up.
Logan was talking to a middle-aged witch. She had dirty blonde hair with some gray strips of hair. Her nose was pointed and her eyes were wide and yellow.
"Good mornin' to you Wilkins. How's life treating you?"
"Fine thank you Logan. Here for your grandma?"
"Yes please. Tell her we'll be up there in a jiff. Four knocks and a kick correct?"
"Yes" Said Wilkins. She pressed a button and the floor beneath Harry, Addy and Logan dropped. The strange thing was, they weren't going down, they were going sideways.
Soon they were in a dark room with many doors all along the wall. Harry was getting sick from all the spinning he had done so far. Logan approached one of the doors. She knocked on it four times and kicked it once. Then it opened.
"Come in you two."
They walked into a huge room filled wit wizards and witches running around and giving papers to people to give to people. It looked very confusing but that didn't stop Logan. She started walking and was soon joined by a man who was no older then twenty.
"Logan, things are a mess! Ever since June it's been a lunatic house! Some think it's true while others don't! We can't convince people loyal to Pudgy and this damn Skeeter woman has been bugging to get stuff on it!"
"Breath David! Breath!" She sat on a desk while David took deep breaths.
"Who can we count on?"
David handed Logan what looked like no more than a dozen letters. She shook her head. She came to one of them then glanced at Harry. "Here Harry." She threw him one of them. He opened it up. The handwriting had looked familiar. He read the signature Remus Lupin it said. "Don't worry he'll be okay. I suspect that S-" She caught hers self from saying something and Harry wondered what it was.
Logan jumped on the desk. She screamed out, "I hope we are proud of ourselves! Who here believes Voldemort is back?" Out of all the people in the whole room only three raised their hands others twitched at his name. "Well he is. I saw him last night." She started walking back and forth on the desk. "He spared my life. Waiting for another time to torture me then kill me. Only some sensible people like David and the others who work hard to believe what is happening. You others are hopeless. The death of Bertha, Cedric, and my parents and I'm sure that many people have been killed already. You can't believe the truth that's right in front of you. Now this department is supposed to work against Voldemort. But how can we do that if some of you can't even say his name! And if you don't think he is back, you are not the wizards and witches I thought you were."
Logan jumped down from the desk. She started walking towards a closed door when people started clapping. David, Addy, and Harry followed Logan into the office.
They stepped into the dark office. The small room had only one light in it. The light came from a stained glass lamp on an old desk that had different engravement. On this desk were piles of paper and parchment. Behind the desk there was a tall green leather chair. The back of the chair was facing Logan who stood in front of the desk.
"They are hopeless Logan." Said the voice from behind the chair
Logan sighed. "Its because they are influenced bye Cornielious! They think everything he says is right. If he wasn't Minister he would be nothing."
The chair spun around so the person in it was facing Logan. Harry knew this person it was Mrs. Figg.
"Your right Logan. But this is not the time to appoint a new Minister and anyways it would probably be given to Lucius if we did re-vote. We can't let him get the job.
"I understand." But then Logan laughed. "Lucius won't be having the best day today. Have you seen the news?"
Logan threw a Daily Prophet on the desk in front of her Grandmother. She picked it up and started reading it. A small grin came across Logan and Mrs. Figg's face. When Mrs. Figg was done Logan handed the paper to David and then he started laughing.
"Harry if you know Draco Malfoy I just have one thing to say, he won't be a happy camper this year." Logan said and gave Harry the press. Harry read:
BIG TROUBLE FOR BIG TIME WIZARD
Ministry of Magic employee Lucius Malfoy is a descendant of one of the most Honorable wizardry families in history, until now. Recently the Malfoy Manor Has had a surprise Dark Arts check. The personals involved in raiding Mr. Malfoy's Manor have said there had a room hidden that was filled with tremendous amount of items have to deal with the Dark Arts. One of the personals who went threw the objects interviewed a boggart that became a Muggle Cheerleader that was peppy and had tons of glitter in her hair. The personal who shall be named Bob says "The Boggart says it has been surrounded by skulls, candles, diaries and other things that have been connected with Dark Arts" When Bob was questioned about the boggart turning into a cheerleader there was no comment same as when Mr. Malfoy was questioned about his basment.
"I was wondering how long it would take for the truth to come out." Mrs. Figg said.
"Is that the search you lead Logan?" David asked.
Logan still grinning nodded. "You should have seen his face."
"Logan it says here that you write the article."
"Lucius is going to be very upset when he reads it." Mrs. Figg added.
Logan became her cold self again. "I don't care."
There was a silence for a long time. Then there was a uproar from outside the office. Logan crossed her arms and Addy took cover behind her.
The door slammed open and Lucius Malfoy entered the room.
"WHAT is this?!" And he pulled out a paper and put it only a couple of inches from Logan's face.
"I believe that it is a Daily Prophet article about you Lucius."
"Yes it is about me. And about something's I own. Namely from Dark Arts!"
"I know I wrote it."
"Why did you write it Logan? I thought-''
"You thought wrong."
"Logan you just made some bad enemies." Lucius said.
"Lucius, I have been your enemy sine you became a death eater. And your threats don't scare me."
Lucius turned around to walk out and he saw Harry. He smiled slyly and turned back to Logan.
"You are going back to Hogwarts am I correct?"
"Yes as a matter of fact I am. But I don't know what you are talking about I have never been to Hogwarts. You must mistake me for my mother."
Lucius turned to Harry. Logan narrowed her eyes as Lucius was about to speak to Harry. He looked at her, then he left.