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or any of that . . . . . ugh.
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The house they had just entered was Arabella Figg's, and they all looked around at her for an explanation. The house was all old looking and smelled strongly of cats. The furniture was extremely mis-matched, and there was dust everywhere. Seeing their confused faces, she said "Oh, don't mind this, i just have this set up for the nosey neighbors, and for when the boy comes over." And with a swish of her wand, it went back to normal . . ..
Or, at least, this is what Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sirius, and Araballa found normal. To you and me though, it would be extremely weird to look at, and one would find themselves wondering where they wondered into. The walls were a glistening silver, and the furniture was a deep crimson. The floors- if you could call them floors, as it looked as they were moving- looked like a shimmering sheet of gold that someone was rustling up and down.
Sirius walked over to the fire place, which had magically started itself and settled to a comfortable warm flame. He rubbed his hands over the fire for a minute then stood up, and looked into the mirror that was shaped like a unicorn's body, with the mirror in the middle of the stomach. The mouth of the unicorn said politely, "Honey, i think its time for a shower" and Sirius laughed heartily. He knew what he must have looked like, so he asked Arabella where he could wash up.
"Oh, the bathroom is down the hall, left door." said Arabella pointing, and then went back to showing McGonagall how she kept track of- (we'll get into that LATER)
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"Dumbledore, how is Fletcher getting here exactly?" said Sirius, returning back to the living room.
"Well, Lupin said he'd be apparating, but Fletcher-" Dumbledore was interuppted by a big Bang, as pots and pans fell out through the doorway leading to the kitchen.
"I was going to say that Fletcher hasnt mastered Apparation from what I knew, but I guess he tried it anyway." said Dumbledore, smiling at Sirius.
A short, grandfatherly looking wizard entered the living room, looking embarassed, but laughed when he saw all of the people staring back at him.
"Hello everyone! I'm so sorry about your kitchen Mrs.Figg, I'll fix it up in a minute! I just wanted to say hello to everyone first" he said, and walked over to greet Dumbledore.
"Dont worry about it Fletcher, ill fix it up" said Arabella, and she walked out into the living room.
Just then, the last man they were waiting for appeared. This man, Remus Lupin, was best friends with Sirius, and both of them were friends with - (later)
"Hello good friends." said Remus, and they all settled down on Arabella's couches to discuss what was to be done about the boy.
After a couple minutes of arguing, Dumbledore said quietly, "I'll wake him up, and tell him to come here. I'll let him know that its safe to come to your house Arabella . .."
Dumbledore closed his eyes, muttered something, and 6 houses down, at number four privet drive, the boy they were all talking about, the famous Harry Potter, woke up suddenly to the sound of Dumbledore's voice in his ear.
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The house they had just entered was Arabella Figg's, and they all looked around at her for an explanation. The house was all old looking and smelled strongly of cats. The furniture was extremely mis-matched, and there was dust everywhere. Seeing their confused faces, she said "Oh, don't mind this, i just have this set up for the nosey neighbors, and for when the boy comes over." And with a swish of her wand, it went back to normal . . ..
Or, at least, this is what Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sirius, and Araballa found normal. To you and me though, it would be extremely weird to look at, and one would find themselves wondering where they wondered into. The walls were a glistening silver, and the furniture was a deep crimson. The floors- if you could call them floors, as it looked as they were moving- looked like a shimmering sheet of gold that someone was rustling up and down.
Sirius walked over to the fire place, which had magically started itself and settled to a comfortable warm flame. He rubbed his hands over the fire for a minute then stood up, and looked into the mirror that was shaped like a unicorn's body, with the mirror in the middle of the stomach. The mouth of the unicorn said politely, "Honey, i think its time for a shower" and Sirius laughed heartily. He knew what he must have looked like, so he asked Arabella where he could wash up.
"Oh, the bathroom is down the hall, left door." said Arabella pointing, and then went back to showing McGonagall how she kept track of- (we'll get into that LATER)
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"Dumbledore, how is Fletcher getting here exactly?" said Sirius, returning back to the living room.
"Well, Lupin said he'd be apparating, but Fletcher-" Dumbledore was interuppted by a big Bang, as pots and pans fell out through the doorway leading to the kitchen.
"I was going to say that Fletcher hasnt mastered Apparation from what I knew, but I guess he tried it anyway." said Dumbledore, smiling at Sirius.
A short, grandfatherly looking wizard entered the living room, looking embarassed, but laughed when he saw all of the people staring back at him.
"Hello everyone! I'm so sorry about your kitchen Mrs.Figg, I'll fix it up in a minute! I just wanted to say hello to everyone first" he said, and walked over to greet Dumbledore.
"Dont worry about it Fletcher, ill fix it up" said Arabella, and she walked out into the living room.
Just then, the last man they were waiting for appeared. This man, Remus Lupin, was best friends with Sirius, and both of them were friends with - (later)
"Hello good friends." said Remus, and they all settled down on Arabella's couches to discuss what was to be done about the boy.
After a couple minutes of arguing, Dumbledore said quietly, "I'll wake him up, and tell him to come here. I'll let him know that its safe to come to your house Arabella . .."
Dumbledore closed his eyes, muttered something, and 6 houses down, at number four privet drive, the boy they were all talking about, the famous Harry Potter, woke up suddenly to the sound of Dumbledore's voice in his ear.
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i have no idea how many people are reading this, cause no one is reviewing! Dont be lazy! review my story! tell me what you think! dont worry the romance will come after! I know thats what you are all hungry for . . .