A/N: This chapter is dedicated to me and my
beautiful house. Hah! No, just kidding. But the
house you see, is my house.
So, it's dedicated to.my few readers. And to the Andrezlians. Thank you! (
And it's dedicated to my little brother Hawk, who wanted to have a big birthday!
Oh, and sorry for the insanely long chapter..
Chapter 9: Four birthdays and a Funeral
And, so it was back to school. Harry and the other ones were working hard for all the O.W.L.s. Nothing had changed, except Harry had noticed that Hermione and Ron had started to hold hands and smile constantly.
There's someone who's got it, thougth Harry miserably. Not that he wasn't happy for them, cause he was, but Cho had got a new boyfriend. Now from Hufflepuff. What's wrong with the Gryffindors? Another thing, the Easter holidays were soon. Both Ingy, Hawk and Athon had their birthdays in the Easter holidays this year. Although Athon was still petrified, Ingy's parent wasn't worried, had Ingy told them. Hawk had told their mother all about the Mandrakes. So, when April 7th came, the holidays started. Athon's birthday was on the 8th, Hawk's was on the 9th and Ingy's was on the 13th (a/n: this is all true). Hawk was turning 13, Ingy was turning 15, and Athon was turing 18. It would've been a great day if he wasn't petrified, but the Vieelds said he could have a party when he woke up. He was getting a car in birthday present. Hermione and Ginny were in Hogsmeade buying birthday presents, but Harry and Ron didn't feel like it. They were in Hogsmeade, but none of them knew Ingy so well. But Ron had got a present from Ingy on his birthday, which hadn't been a long time ago.
"Oh, well, I guess I have to buy one," he sighed as they slowly walked through Zonko's.
"If you buy one, I'll do it too," said Harry, "I don't want to be left alone."
Ron grinned, and they looked in Zonko after presents.
"D'you think she'll like this?" said Harry and held up some fake quills. "I know she likes to draw and stuff."
"But that's fake, right?" said Ron.
"That's the clever part!" said Harry. "She thinks it's a normal quill, and when she's going to draw with it. BAM! And she might wanna borrow it to the Slytherin's!"
"If you really want to." said Ron.
"I really want to," said Harry.
He payed for the fake quill, then Ron bought some dungbombs. For him, and for Ingy's birthday.
They met the rest of them at Three Broomsticks. "Hi, Ron!" said Hermione and kissed him on the cheek. Ron's ears went pink. "Hi," said Harry to Ingy, Ginny and Hermione. They sat down at a table and ordered some butterbeer.
"We're leaving tomorrow," said Ingy, "by Floo Powder. Dad has fixed our fireplace. She nodded to Ron;
"Have you ever lived in a muggle house?"
Ron shook his head. "No."
"Well, now you can. Mom is pure muggle. Oh, and she doesn't know any english. Only Norwegian."
"Dude!" exclaimed Ron. Ingy raised her eyebrows.
"Okay," said Ingy, "Now. when we come to my house. Ginny and Hermione can sleep in the double bed on the guest room. Ron, you can use Athon's room. Harry, you can use the Rabbit Room."
"Rabbit room?" said Harry.
"The room our rabbit used to live in. She's dead now, though. Seven years, she got."
"Okay. So she's not there anymore?"
"Nope. But our dog is, though. Radja. But she's to coward to go down the stairs." Ingy sniggered. "Useless dog, she is."
"You have a dog too?" said Harry. Ingy nodded. "Cool," said Hermione. Harry guessed Ginny knew all this.
After they had been to the Three Broomsticks, they decided to go back to Hogwarts. They were ready to go to the Vieelds.
"Okay," said Ingy as they were standing at the Gryffindor Fireplace, "just say Erik W V 42. Okay? Then you'll get into our fireplace." Ginny, who obviously knew the adress since she had written with Ingy for a time, went first.
"Erik W V 42!" she said, and disappeared. "Um, I'll go now," said Ron. "Erik W V 42!" he yelled, and was gone too. Then Hermione got in, and said the same. Ingy looked at Harry. Harry went into the fireplace. "Erik W V 42!" he said, and left.
"Well, hello!" said Mr Vieeld as Harry came out of the fireplace. "Hello, Mr Vieeld," said Harry.
"Oh, please call me Tore." Tore was tall, with glasses and he looked very serious. He had blue eyes and thick eyebrows. He looked a lot like Hawk, thought Harry. And Ingy as well.
"And meet my wife, Irene." Irene had short, dark brown almost black hair and blue eyes. She was almost the same height as Ingy. Harry shook her hand. "Hi," he said.
"She doesn't speak any english," said Tore. "Sorry," said Harry.
"Han er en søt gutt," said Irene to Tore. "She thinks you are a cute boy," he said to Harry. He looked down.
Ingy was showing them the house after they was attacked by the dog, Radja. Harry had to admit, the dog was quite pretty. She was normal sized, with black and white fur, she was slim, and had a curly tail. Her eyes were deep brown. She jumped on Harry and wagged her tail, he almost fell down. She did the same to the others too. On the living room there was a TV, Ron was very interested in that, and there was a piano and a stereo.
"What's that?" said Ron suddenly and pointed at two machines standing next to each others.
"It's computers," said Ingy, "we have two down stairs too, but Athon's is password protected. Windows Xp," she said and rolled her eyes. Harry had no idea of what Windows Xp was, because Dudley's computer was not his property. Dudley had Playstation, Playstation2, Xbox, Gamecube and Nintendo 64 along with his computer. He also had Gameboy advanced, bacuse he sat down on the last one, and it broke.
"Wow," said Ron breathlessly.
"Ingvild!" sounded Irene's voice, "det er middag!" Ingy turned around to Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
"It's dinner," she said.
They walked to the kitchen, which was very small.
"Vi spiser i spisestua," said Irene.
"We'll eat in the dining room," said Ingy. "Come on." The dining room was outside the kitchen. There was a large table, and many chairs around it. They sat down. They were eating meat balls and potatoes.
"So, Hermione," said Tore, "I hear you're muggle born."
"That's true," said Hermione proudly.
"And I've heard you do it really well at school too," he added.
Hermione blushed and nodded.
"I'm teaching arithmancy at a magical university here. My students, unfortunatly, aren't too quick, though." He grinned, and kept eating.
"So, what d'you wanna do?" said Ingy as they were done with the dinner.
Harry and Ron shrugged. Hermione, however, was actually interested in the place. "Is there a quidditch pitch here?" she asked.
Ingy smiled. "Did I mention this was a muggle area? No quidditch. But there's soccer, though."
"What's soccer?" asked Ron. "I think Dean Thomas was doing some of that stuff."
"You're kicking a ball," said Ingy miserably. "Not very interesting if you ask me."
"That doesn't sound very interesting. Anything else?" said Ron.
"What about tennis?" sounded a voice behind them.
"Håkon, ta å drit, 'a," said Ingy. (a/n: Translated to: Fuck off, Hawk.)
"Jeg gidder ikke!" said Hawk (a/n: or Håkon. Translated to: I don't want to!)
"Vi kan jo spille tennis, da," said Ingy, completely forgetting that the other ones (except Hawk) couldn't understand what she was talking about. "Vi gjør det. Hadet'a Håkon." (a/n: translated to: We can play tennis, I guess. Let's do it. So long, Hawk.)
They went to the tennis pitch, there were four pitches there. They were playing double. Ginny didn't feel for it, so she was the judge. They were playing double (Ingy and Harry against Ron and Hermione).
"Hurrah!" exlaimed Ron as they were leading 40-0 against Harry and Ingy. He gave Hermione a smooch on her mouth.
"Herm-Own-Ninny!" they heard someone saying.
"Krum!" said Hermione in disbelief. "What are.what.I mean. What are you doing here?"
Krum answered, looking stunned.
"I vos in England vhen I thought of visiting you. Bot they said you vos in Norway. I vent here vit Flo Powder. Dombeldor told me vere you vos. I vent here."
"Krum, listen."
"Herm-Own-Ninny, how could you. I thought you vos liking me. Ve are through, Herm-Own-Ninny."
He walked away. Then a girl (Harry couldn't see who she was came over to him, and started to comfort him. Krum was crying.
Harry looked at Hermione, Ron too. Hermione blushed deeply.
"Erm," she said, still blushing, "I forgot to tell him that I really really like him as a friend, but I don't actually think we're meant for each other, and it's not him, it's me, but I really want to be friends." She looked down on the red ground on the tennis pitch.
"It WAS him, Hermione. Not you," said Ron.
Hermione started to smile. "Ron, can you ever forgive me?" she asked, her red colour was starting to fade.
"Of course I can, Hermione. You can't keep going out with some guy who can't pronounce your name correctly."
She grinned. "Thank you, Ron. I knew you would understand." She hugged him.
Athon's birthday was over, and now it was Hawk's turn. Ingy woke everybody up at eight o'clock, since Hawk never managed to sleep long on his birthdays.
"You can go to bed afterwards," she promised, as they went up to Hawk's room. Ingy's mom was holding some presents, so was Tore and Ingy. Harry had a strange thought that Hawk was maybe not asleep. Then Ingy opened the door, and they started to sing;
What day is it today? It's Håkon's birthday! What a day for a birthday! Let's go have some cake.
"Wooowh," said Hawk, and sat up in his bed. Ingy's mom handed him a present. He opened it. "Yay, a walkie-talkie!" he axclaimed (a/n my brother's always wanted that.) and looked at it for a while. Then his father gave him a long, thin present. Harry had a long experience with long, thin presents. "A Nimbus 2001! So much better than my old Cleansweep 7!" he said. Then, Ingy said they could go to bed again.
When they got up, around noon, Ingy's dad was reading the newspaper. "Look at this," he said, holding it up. It said:
QUIDDITCH LEGEND DEAD
Yesterday died the legendaric Bulgarian seeker Viktor Krum. He was found in his own bathtub.
"Oh, God," whispered Hermione and lay her hand on her chest. She started to read;
'Bulgaria's seeker Viktor Krum (19) died last night, he was proboably murdered. He was found in his own bath tub in Bulgaria. Sources says he had been in Norway to see his girlfriend, muggle born Hermione Granger (15) who was on Easter holiday, visiting her friend Ingy Vieeld. Some people also say he had a suicide, since Hermione had cheated on him earlier that day. Krum got comforted by his new lover - '
"New lover!" said Hermione indignantly,
'Who is unknown. It's of course possible that she killed him too. Krum will be buried 19/04 in his hometown in Bulgaria.'
"Dead?" said Hermione, her voice was shaking when she lay down the paper. "Is this all my fault?"
Ingy rolled her eyes,
"Hermione, he'd already got a new lover," she said, "of course it's not your fault."
"You can never know," said Hermione, she looked pale. Ingy sighed. "Come on, it was NOT your fault. Viktor Krum was a big snob anyway, so don't care about those stupid articles."
"I guess, then," said Hermione.
"Great!" said Ingy. Then they had to make Hawk's birthday party ready.
It had gone four days, and now it was Ingy's birthday too. They came in and sang the birthday song, however it wasn't eight o'clock this time. Harry looked forward to give her his present, which he was very proud of.
"Happy birtday, Ingy!" he said and handed her the present. She opened it. She didn't look overwhelmed by it, though.
"A quill," she said. "Thanks Harry. And a card; To Ingy. Happy sixteenth birthday. From Harry." She rolled her eyes, but also grinned a little. "Harry, I'm turning fifteen, not sixteen. My mom placed me in school way to early, didn't you know?" It all came back to him.
"Yeah, that's right, maybe." Ingy laughed. "Thanks anyway. But I have too much quills, though." But this is not a quill! thought Harry. It's a fake one! She lay the quill on her nightstand. She opened the other presents; a book, another book, another book, colours, painting kit, another book, and a Gryffindor scarf. "Great!" she said and took it around her neck. Hawk had a Hufflepuff one. She grinned at them. Then she said, "Go Gryffindor!" Everyone joined (except Hawk) and they all laughed. It was a great birthday.
A/N: How was it? Please Read and Review. If I write anything wrong, please correct me. I'm not always good with grammar, if you add the fact that I'm from Norway ((
Ingy
So, it's dedicated to.my few readers. And to the Andrezlians. Thank you! (
And it's dedicated to my little brother Hawk, who wanted to have a big birthday!
Oh, and sorry for the insanely long chapter..
Chapter 9: Four birthdays and a Funeral
And, so it was back to school. Harry and the other ones were working hard for all the O.W.L.s. Nothing had changed, except Harry had noticed that Hermione and Ron had started to hold hands and smile constantly.
There's someone who's got it, thougth Harry miserably. Not that he wasn't happy for them, cause he was, but Cho had got a new boyfriend. Now from Hufflepuff. What's wrong with the Gryffindors? Another thing, the Easter holidays were soon. Both Ingy, Hawk and Athon had their birthdays in the Easter holidays this year. Although Athon was still petrified, Ingy's parent wasn't worried, had Ingy told them. Hawk had told their mother all about the Mandrakes. So, when April 7th came, the holidays started. Athon's birthday was on the 8th, Hawk's was on the 9th and Ingy's was on the 13th (a/n: this is all true). Hawk was turning 13, Ingy was turning 15, and Athon was turing 18. It would've been a great day if he wasn't petrified, but the Vieelds said he could have a party when he woke up. He was getting a car in birthday present. Hermione and Ginny were in Hogsmeade buying birthday presents, but Harry and Ron didn't feel like it. They were in Hogsmeade, but none of them knew Ingy so well. But Ron had got a present from Ingy on his birthday, which hadn't been a long time ago.
"Oh, well, I guess I have to buy one," he sighed as they slowly walked through Zonko's.
"If you buy one, I'll do it too," said Harry, "I don't want to be left alone."
Ron grinned, and they looked in Zonko after presents.
"D'you think she'll like this?" said Harry and held up some fake quills. "I know she likes to draw and stuff."
"But that's fake, right?" said Ron.
"That's the clever part!" said Harry. "She thinks it's a normal quill, and when she's going to draw with it. BAM! And she might wanna borrow it to the Slytherin's!"
"If you really want to." said Ron.
"I really want to," said Harry.
He payed for the fake quill, then Ron bought some dungbombs. For him, and for Ingy's birthday.
They met the rest of them at Three Broomsticks. "Hi, Ron!" said Hermione and kissed him on the cheek. Ron's ears went pink. "Hi," said Harry to Ingy, Ginny and Hermione. They sat down at a table and ordered some butterbeer.
"We're leaving tomorrow," said Ingy, "by Floo Powder. Dad has fixed our fireplace. She nodded to Ron;
"Have you ever lived in a muggle house?"
Ron shook his head. "No."
"Well, now you can. Mom is pure muggle. Oh, and she doesn't know any english. Only Norwegian."
"Dude!" exclaimed Ron. Ingy raised her eyebrows.
"Okay," said Ingy, "Now. when we come to my house. Ginny and Hermione can sleep in the double bed on the guest room. Ron, you can use Athon's room. Harry, you can use the Rabbit Room."
"Rabbit room?" said Harry.
"The room our rabbit used to live in. She's dead now, though. Seven years, she got."
"Okay. So she's not there anymore?"
"Nope. But our dog is, though. Radja. But she's to coward to go down the stairs." Ingy sniggered. "Useless dog, she is."
"You have a dog too?" said Harry. Ingy nodded. "Cool," said Hermione. Harry guessed Ginny knew all this.
After they had been to the Three Broomsticks, they decided to go back to Hogwarts. They were ready to go to the Vieelds.
"Okay," said Ingy as they were standing at the Gryffindor Fireplace, "just say Erik W V 42. Okay? Then you'll get into our fireplace." Ginny, who obviously knew the adress since she had written with Ingy for a time, went first.
"Erik W V 42!" she said, and disappeared. "Um, I'll go now," said Ron. "Erik W V 42!" he yelled, and was gone too. Then Hermione got in, and said the same. Ingy looked at Harry. Harry went into the fireplace. "Erik W V 42!" he said, and left.
"Well, hello!" said Mr Vieeld as Harry came out of the fireplace. "Hello, Mr Vieeld," said Harry.
"Oh, please call me Tore." Tore was tall, with glasses and he looked very serious. He had blue eyes and thick eyebrows. He looked a lot like Hawk, thought Harry. And Ingy as well.
"And meet my wife, Irene." Irene had short, dark brown almost black hair and blue eyes. She was almost the same height as Ingy. Harry shook her hand. "Hi," he said.
"She doesn't speak any english," said Tore. "Sorry," said Harry.
"Han er en søt gutt," said Irene to Tore. "She thinks you are a cute boy," he said to Harry. He looked down.
Ingy was showing them the house after they was attacked by the dog, Radja. Harry had to admit, the dog was quite pretty. She was normal sized, with black and white fur, she was slim, and had a curly tail. Her eyes were deep brown. She jumped on Harry and wagged her tail, he almost fell down. She did the same to the others too. On the living room there was a TV, Ron was very interested in that, and there was a piano and a stereo.
"What's that?" said Ron suddenly and pointed at two machines standing next to each others.
"It's computers," said Ingy, "we have two down stairs too, but Athon's is password protected. Windows Xp," she said and rolled her eyes. Harry had no idea of what Windows Xp was, because Dudley's computer was not his property. Dudley had Playstation, Playstation2, Xbox, Gamecube and Nintendo 64 along with his computer. He also had Gameboy advanced, bacuse he sat down on the last one, and it broke.
"Wow," said Ron breathlessly.
"Ingvild!" sounded Irene's voice, "det er middag!" Ingy turned around to Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
"It's dinner," she said.
They walked to the kitchen, which was very small.
"Vi spiser i spisestua," said Irene.
"We'll eat in the dining room," said Ingy. "Come on." The dining room was outside the kitchen. There was a large table, and many chairs around it. They sat down. They were eating meat balls and potatoes.
"So, Hermione," said Tore, "I hear you're muggle born."
"That's true," said Hermione proudly.
"And I've heard you do it really well at school too," he added.
Hermione blushed and nodded.
"I'm teaching arithmancy at a magical university here. My students, unfortunatly, aren't too quick, though." He grinned, and kept eating.
"So, what d'you wanna do?" said Ingy as they were done with the dinner.
Harry and Ron shrugged. Hermione, however, was actually interested in the place. "Is there a quidditch pitch here?" she asked.
Ingy smiled. "Did I mention this was a muggle area? No quidditch. But there's soccer, though."
"What's soccer?" asked Ron. "I think Dean Thomas was doing some of that stuff."
"You're kicking a ball," said Ingy miserably. "Not very interesting if you ask me."
"That doesn't sound very interesting. Anything else?" said Ron.
"What about tennis?" sounded a voice behind them.
"Håkon, ta å drit, 'a," said Ingy. (a/n: Translated to: Fuck off, Hawk.)
"Jeg gidder ikke!" said Hawk (a/n: or Håkon. Translated to: I don't want to!)
"Vi kan jo spille tennis, da," said Ingy, completely forgetting that the other ones (except Hawk) couldn't understand what she was talking about. "Vi gjør det. Hadet'a Håkon." (a/n: translated to: We can play tennis, I guess. Let's do it. So long, Hawk.)
They went to the tennis pitch, there were four pitches there. They were playing double. Ginny didn't feel for it, so she was the judge. They were playing double (Ingy and Harry against Ron and Hermione).
"Hurrah!" exlaimed Ron as they were leading 40-0 against Harry and Ingy. He gave Hermione a smooch on her mouth.
"Herm-Own-Ninny!" they heard someone saying.
"Krum!" said Hermione in disbelief. "What are.what.I mean. What are you doing here?"
Krum answered, looking stunned.
"I vos in England vhen I thought of visiting you. Bot they said you vos in Norway. I vent here vit Flo Powder. Dombeldor told me vere you vos. I vent here."
"Krum, listen."
"Herm-Own-Ninny, how could you. I thought you vos liking me. Ve are through, Herm-Own-Ninny."
He walked away. Then a girl (Harry couldn't see who she was came over to him, and started to comfort him. Krum was crying.
Harry looked at Hermione, Ron too. Hermione blushed deeply.
"Erm," she said, still blushing, "I forgot to tell him that I really really like him as a friend, but I don't actually think we're meant for each other, and it's not him, it's me, but I really want to be friends." She looked down on the red ground on the tennis pitch.
"It WAS him, Hermione. Not you," said Ron.
Hermione started to smile. "Ron, can you ever forgive me?" she asked, her red colour was starting to fade.
"Of course I can, Hermione. You can't keep going out with some guy who can't pronounce your name correctly."
She grinned. "Thank you, Ron. I knew you would understand." She hugged him.
Athon's birthday was over, and now it was Hawk's turn. Ingy woke everybody up at eight o'clock, since Hawk never managed to sleep long on his birthdays.
"You can go to bed afterwards," she promised, as they went up to Hawk's room. Ingy's mom was holding some presents, so was Tore and Ingy. Harry had a strange thought that Hawk was maybe not asleep. Then Ingy opened the door, and they started to sing;
What day is it today? It's Håkon's birthday! What a day for a birthday! Let's go have some cake.
"Wooowh," said Hawk, and sat up in his bed. Ingy's mom handed him a present. He opened it. "Yay, a walkie-talkie!" he axclaimed (a/n my brother's always wanted that.) and looked at it for a while. Then his father gave him a long, thin present. Harry had a long experience with long, thin presents. "A Nimbus 2001! So much better than my old Cleansweep 7!" he said. Then, Ingy said they could go to bed again.
When they got up, around noon, Ingy's dad was reading the newspaper. "Look at this," he said, holding it up. It said:
QUIDDITCH LEGEND DEAD
Yesterday died the legendaric Bulgarian seeker Viktor Krum. He was found in his own bathtub.
"Oh, God," whispered Hermione and lay her hand on her chest. She started to read;
'Bulgaria's seeker Viktor Krum (19) died last night, he was proboably murdered. He was found in his own bath tub in Bulgaria. Sources says he had been in Norway to see his girlfriend, muggle born Hermione Granger (15) who was on Easter holiday, visiting her friend Ingy Vieeld. Some people also say he had a suicide, since Hermione had cheated on him earlier that day. Krum got comforted by his new lover - '
"New lover!" said Hermione indignantly,
'Who is unknown. It's of course possible that she killed him too. Krum will be buried 19/04 in his hometown in Bulgaria.'
"Dead?" said Hermione, her voice was shaking when she lay down the paper. "Is this all my fault?"
Ingy rolled her eyes,
"Hermione, he'd already got a new lover," she said, "of course it's not your fault."
"You can never know," said Hermione, she looked pale. Ingy sighed. "Come on, it was NOT your fault. Viktor Krum was a big snob anyway, so don't care about those stupid articles."
"I guess, then," said Hermione.
"Great!" said Ingy. Then they had to make Hawk's birthday party ready.
It had gone four days, and now it was Ingy's birthday too. They came in and sang the birthday song, however it wasn't eight o'clock this time. Harry looked forward to give her his present, which he was very proud of.
"Happy birtday, Ingy!" he said and handed her the present. She opened it. She didn't look overwhelmed by it, though.
"A quill," she said. "Thanks Harry. And a card; To Ingy. Happy sixteenth birthday. From Harry." She rolled her eyes, but also grinned a little. "Harry, I'm turning fifteen, not sixteen. My mom placed me in school way to early, didn't you know?" It all came back to him.
"Yeah, that's right, maybe." Ingy laughed. "Thanks anyway. But I have too much quills, though." But this is not a quill! thought Harry. It's a fake one! She lay the quill on her nightstand. She opened the other presents; a book, another book, another book, colours, painting kit, another book, and a Gryffindor scarf. "Great!" she said and took it around her neck. Hawk had a Hufflepuff one. She grinned at them. Then she said, "Go Gryffindor!" Everyone joined (except Hawk) and they all laughed. It was a great birthday.
A/N: How was it? Please Read and Review. If I write anything wrong, please correct me. I'm not always good with grammar, if you add the fact that I'm from Norway ((
Ingy