The cold winter air hit their faces; stinging their eyes and making their
teeth chatter. Harry brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes. His heavy
breathing was starting to make his glasses foggy. 'Just another minute.' He
kept telling himself, 'Just another minute and I'll be there.' The Burrow
was in view. Harry closed his eyes as he walked.
Falling onto the doorstep, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.exhausted.
"The poor thing." Ginny said as she wiped the chilled sweat off of his forehead. The snow had started now. "Why do you have to be so mushy?" bellowed Ron. "For the same reason you have to be so daggome loud!" He quickly "shhhh'ed" her in fear of waking their parents or worse, Percy. They carried him up the stairs and into Ron's room, the same Quidditch posters Ron's had since his first year were staring down at them. Ron laid Harry down on his bed and pulled the blankets up to his chin. "Want me to go get some chocolate?" Ginny offered. "No you blimey git! That's only if you're.if.if a dementor.does something to you! Not if you're unconscious and half frozen!" Ginny rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath. 'Great,' Ron thought, 'Now we'll never get to meet the girls at the station in time.unless I could apparate...'
Harry coughed and opened his eyes. His hand shot right to his scar. It was as though he could see what was happening to the girls.like a movie or something. They were at the station waiting on them, but they met someone else first.another guy. The guy handed them a bag and then- Ron shook Harry by the shoulders. "Harry!!! Harry!!! Are you alright?" Harry blinked again.
"The poor thing." Ginny said as she wiped the chilled sweat off of his forehead. The snow had started now. "Why do you have to be so mushy?" bellowed Ron. "For the same reason you have to be so daggome loud!" He quickly "shhhh'ed" her in fear of waking their parents or worse, Percy. They carried him up the stairs and into Ron's room, the same Quidditch posters Ron's had since his first year were staring down at them. Ron laid Harry down on his bed and pulled the blankets up to his chin. "Want me to go get some chocolate?" Ginny offered. "No you blimey git! That's only if you're.if.if a dementor.does something to you! Not if you're unconscious and half frozen!" Ginny rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath. 'Great,' Ron thought, 'Now we'll never get to meet the girls at the station in time.unless I could apparate...'
Harry coughed and opened his eyes. His hand shot right to his scar. It was as though he could see what was happening to the girls.like a movie or something. They were at the station waiting on them, but they met someone else first.another guy. The guy handed them a bag and then- Ron shook Harry by the shoulders. "Harry!!! Harry!!! Are you alright?" Harry blinked again.