A/n: OK, I got flamed, by someone, who just doesn't understand my story!
Maybe this chapter will clear things up a bit. I mean, I aggree with him.
I hate Ron and Hermione stories, that is why this one, ISN'T one!
"Ashley, is everything alright?" asked Ron as he and Hermione ran into the room, with Midinght on their heels.
"I had another nightmare." she said in between shortened gasps. She looked exactly like her father. Long, jet black hair, and marvelous green eyes. "But, it wasn't a bad nighmare."
"What do you mean?" asked Hermione.
"I keep having the same dream over and over again. " she explained.
"Are you sure that you just aren't nervous about starting at Hogwarts tomorrow?" asked Ron.
"NO! I've had dreams like this everynight." she said.
"What happens in them?"
"I can never remember what fully happens, but it has something to do with a guy, who looks just like me. And a dude with snake eyes fighting in some cave. What does it mean?"
Hermione and Ron looked at each other. "Ashley, what do you remember happening?" asked Hermione.
"A lot of green light." she answered. Midnight layed his head onto her lap.
"Hunny, its ok, now please try to get some sleep for tomorrow." said Ron.
"Alright." she answered, "Goodnight."
*~*~*~*~*
The next night, was the sorting ceremony at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ashley was so excited, yet so nervous, she didn't know what to do.
"Kenny Benko." called Ron. A short boy with short brown hair walked up to the stool, and her fater put the hat on his head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted. And he went and joined the other Gryffindors.
"Joey Harmony." called Ron. Another boy walked up to the stool. "HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat shouted.
"Cassandra Hutzler." "SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat.
"Genevive Malfoy." "SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat.
Soon, it was her turn to put on the hat. "Ashley Weasley."called Ron, with an added, "Good luck, Ash." whispered in her ear.
The hat came down on top of her head, and she heard another whisper in that back of her head. "Ah. I don't know what that idiot is thinking, but you are no Weasley." it said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"You are a Potter." whispered that hat, "Very sly brain I see, you will do very well in SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted out the last word.
Ashley looked up at Ron. He had a look of pure displeasure on his face. "What does the hat mean, I am a Potter?" she thought to herself as she took her seat at the Slytherin table.
*~*~*~*~*
The next day was her first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, with the Gryffindors.
"So," asked Cassandra, "Is it really true that your dad is the Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, and your mum is the head mistress?"
"I know that my mum is headmistress, but I'm not sure about my dad." she answered, still thinking of what the Sorting Hat had said in her ear.
"Oh, O-kay." said Cassie.
"Good morning class." greeted Ron as he walked into the classroom, "And welcome to your first Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. The first part of the year, we will be studing jobs that go hand in hand with Defense Against the Dark Arts. Than we will move onto creatures, and finish off the year, with curses."
"Now, today, we will be studying Aurors. Aurors are dark wizard catchers, who are still in very well supply. Now, elven years ago, there were a group of three Aurors, called 'The Trio.' They were, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and me. For the next three days, we will study each one of them, and there may be a small quiz at the end, if I decide to even have it." he said with a smile.
"Today we will learn about Harry Potter." he paused slightly, trying to hold back what he really wanted to do. "Thirty-five years ago, when he was just a baby, he caused the downfall of You-Know-Who (one of the Slytherins coughed "Voldemort."), but he came back fourteen years later, and got all his strength back. You-Know-Who recked havok for ten years, until he dissappeared again, taking Harry along with him." he stifled back a small sobb.
"Ash, is your dad always this emotional?" asked Cassie.
"Lay off, from what I heard, he was there when it happened." she said as Ron magically put a picture of Harry up on the board. Cassie looked at the picture, then at Ashley, then, back to the picture.
"Oh my God, Ashley, you look just like him." she said. Ashley looked at the picture. She did look exactly like him. Then she blacked out.
*~*~*~*~*
"ASHLEY!" shouted Ron, "ASHLEY! Come on hun, please wake up." he said.
Her eyes slowly opened. "Thank goodness, you gave us quite a scare." said Ron.
"Dad?" she asked groogly.
"Yeah?" asked Ron.
"No, I wanna talk to my dad." she said.
"I am your dad." he answered.
"No, my real dad." she answered.
"I am your real dad."
"NO YOU'RE NOT!" she shouted as she ran out of the classroom.
"I better go after her. Kenny, you're in charge till I get back."
*~*~*~*~*
Ashley took her new found short cut to the headmistress' office. "MUM!"
"What is it Ashley, you know that you are not supposed to come here unless it is an emergency."
"It is. Where is my dad?"
"Well, he should be teaching."
"No, my real dad."
"He is."
"No he isn't. Isn't it funny how I look nothing like you or dad, but Harry Potter." Hermione looked flabbergasted. "You mean..."
"Yes, alright Harry is your dad."
"AND YOU KNEW THE WHOLE TIME, AND NEVER TOLD ME!"
"We were gonna tell you, when you were ready." There was a faint pop, causing Hermione mouth to open, and her eyes to pop open.
"I understand." came a male voice.
All of a sudden, the headmistress' door flew open. "Hermione, is Ashley ok?" He said as he casually walked into the room. He passed the man. "Hiya Harry." he said as she walked passed.
Then it finally sank in, "HARRY!?"
A/n: This is where I leave you. I would like to have at least six reviews before I post more :)
Cosmic Dare - my first reviewer :) THANX!
Clavel - ::giggles:: thanx
a pigeon named ricardo - does this make the story better?
"Ashley, is everything alright?" asked Ron as he and Hermione ran into the room, with Midinght on their heels.
"I had another nightmare." she said in between shortened gasps. She looked exactly like her father. Long, jet black hair, and marvelous green eyes. "But, it wasn't a bad nighmare."
"What do you mean?" asked Hermione.
"I keep having the same dream over and over again. " she explained.
"Are you sure that you just aren't nervous about starting at Hogwarts tomorrow?" asked Ron.
"NO! I've had dreams like this everynight." she said.
"What happens in them?"
"I can never remember what fully happens, but it has something to do with a guy, who looks just like me. And a dude with snake eyes fighting in some cave. What does it mean?"
Hermione and Ron looked at each other. "Ashley, what do you remember happening?" asked Hermione.
"A lot of green light." she answered. Midnight layed his head onto her lap.
"Hunny, its ok, now please try to get some sleep for tomorrow." said Ron.
"Alright." she answered, "Goodnight."
*~*~*~*~*
The next night, was the sorting ceremony at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ashley was so excited, yet so nervous, she didn't know what to do.
"Kenny Benko." called Ron. A short boy with short brown hair walked up to the stool, and her fater put the hat on his head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the hat shouted. And he went and joined the other Gryffindors.
"Joey Harmony." called Ron. Another boy walked up to the stool. "HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat shouted.
"Cassandra Hutzler." "SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat.
"Genevive Malfoy." "SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat.
Soon, it was her turn to put on the hat. "Ashley Weasley."called Ron, with an added, "Good luck, Ash." whispered in her ear.
The hat came down on top of her head, and she heard another whisper in that back of her head. "Ah. I don't know what that idiot is thinking, but you are no Weasley." it said.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"You are a Potter." whispered that hat, "Very sly brain I see, you will do very well in SLYTHERIN!" the hat shouted out the last word.
Ashley looked up at Ron. He had a look of pure displeasure on his face. "What does the hat mean, I am a Potter?" she thought to herself as she took her seat at the Slytherin table.
*~*~*~*~*
The next day was her first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, with the Gryffindors.
"So," asked Cassandra, "Is it really true that your dad is the Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher, and your mum is the head mistress?"
"I know that my mum is headmistress, but I'm not sure about my dad." she answered, still thinking of what the Sorting Hat had said in her ear.
"Oh, O-kay." said Cassie.
"Good morning class." greeted Ron as he walked into the classroom, "And welcome to your first Defense Against the Dark Arts Class. The first part of the year, we will be studing jobs that go hand in hand with Defense Against the Dark Arts. Than we will move onto creatures, and finish off the year, with curses."
"Now, today, we will be studying Aurors. Aurors are dark wizard catchers, who are still in very well supply. Now, elven years ago, there were a group of three Aurors, called 'The Trio.' They were, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and me. For the next three days, we will study each one of them, and there may be a small quiz at the end, if I decide to even have it." he said with a smile.
"Today we will learn about Harry Potter." he paused slightly, trying to hold back what he really wanted to do. "Thirty-five years ago, when he was just a baby, he caused the downfall of You-Know-Who (one of the Slytherins coughed "Voldemort."), but he came back fourteen years later, and got all his strength back. You-Know-Who recked havok for ten years, until he dissappeared again, taking Harry along with him." he stifled back a small sobb.
"Ash, is your dad always this emotional?" asked Cassie.
"Lay off, from what I heard, he was there when it happened." she said as Ron magically put a picture of Harry up on the board. Cassie looked at the picture, then at Ashley, then, back to the picture.
"Oh my God, Ashley, you look just like him." she said. Ashley looked at the picture. She did look exactly like him. Then she blacked out.
*~*~*~*~*
"ASHLEY!" shouted Ron, "ASHLEY! Come on hun, please wake up." he said.
Her eyes slowly opened. "Thank goodness, you gave us quite a scare." said Ron.
"Dad?" she asked groogly.
"Yeah?" asked Ron.
"No, I wanna talk to my dad." she said.
"I am your dad." he answered.
"No, my real dad." she answered.
"I am your real dad."
"NO YOU'RE NOT!" she shouted as she ran out of the classroom.
"I better go after her. Kenny, you're in charge till I get back."
*~*~*~*~*
Ashley took her new found short cut to the headmistress' office. "MUM!"
"What is it Ashley, you know that you are not supposed to come here unless it is an emergency."
"It is. Where is my dad?"
"Well, he should be teaching."
"No, my real dad."
"He is."
"No he isn't. Isn't it funny how I look nothing like you or dad, but Harry Potter." Hermione looked flabbergasted. "You mean..."
"Yes, alright Harry is your dad."
"AND YOU KNEW THE WHOLE TIME, AND NEVER TOLD ME!"
"We were gonna tell you, when you were ready." There was a faint pop, causing Hermione mouth to open, and her eyes to pop open.
"I understand." came a male voice.
All of a sudden, the headmistress' door flew open. "Hermione, is Ashley ok?" He said as he casually walked into the room. He passed the man. "Hiya Harry." he said as she walked passed.
Then it finally sank in, "HARRY!?"
A/n: This is where I leave you. I would like to have at least six reviews before I post more :)
Cosmic Dare - my first reviewer :) THANX!
Clavel - ::giggles:: thanx
a pigeon named ricardo - does this make the story better?