A/N Tankies to Jademi who commented! And.. As I promised.. Chapter two.. A
LONGER chapter two!!!
Chapter Two:
Startling Times
Harry rushed up the stairs, opened the heavy mahogany door to the master bedroom, only to find an ever-too-old Hedwig-gone. He had decided to start writing the letter anyway, when he heard a BANG on the window, it was Ginny's owl, Devon, he hit the closed window. With him, he had carried a Christmas gift, wrapped in shiny red paper. From who, Harry did not know. He set it on the night side table, and thought about what he was doing. He had gotten the day before, and after Christmas "off", and Christmas day itself. Being an Auror, he was never "off" work. And he didn't want to ask for any more. Looking out the window, he still didn't see any sign of Hedwig, and he did have a bit of shopping left. A thought crossed Harrys mind-shopping. In the blink of an eye, Harry appeared in Hogsmead.
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Third years, fourth years, fifth years, sixth years, and seventh years, were also in Hogsmead that day. Hermione-or rather Professor Granger- had been shopping for her dearest friends, standing in what used to be the Shrieking Shack, now Weasley Wizard Wheezys, she found herself face to face with none other than Harry. Her eyes grew larger as she stared at the handsome man towering the students.
"Harry!" She screamed, and a couple of students ran away mumbling something about "the old Shrieking Shack." Hermione embraced Harry in the biggest hug she could give and asked him what he was doing here. They talked for a half- hour or so, about things each had missed.
"You should see Gin, she's never been happier."
"Oh? How many more months now? Five?"
"Just about." Stumbled Harry as as bunch of fifth years came bustling by.
The other teachers there had noticed that it was time to be getting back to the school, but Hermione pleaded with a "Professor Plu" to stay a bit longer and talk to an old friend. Hermione won. Of course there were those seventh years that also pleaded to stay, about 7 of them maybe.. Wondering around the shops, wide eyed.
"So Harry, marriage going well?"
"Yes, wonderful." Harry's face lit up.
"Well, erm, Harry, I've been needing to tell you something..." The two of them entered "The Fourth Broomstick" and were about to sit down.. But never did.
Harry, looking at Hermiones left had.. Had yelped out, "You're getting married!!!"Hugged Hermione, but she was speechless. On Hermiones left had lay a ring, not just any ring, this rock was huge! A diamond centered this silver ring, on each side, were rubies, bright, shiny rubies, which were also quiet large.
"Um.. Yes Harry, I am..." She had to say it.. He pulled himself away; still holding her shoulders, and just looked at her, ready to cry.
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Ginny, realizing where Harry had gone, went into Diagon Alley and did some last minute Christmas shopping herself.. It was in two days she would be sitting down with her whole family, minus one, at the Weasley table. She walked down the alley looking for something..anything for Harry. Quality Quidditch Supplies was her first stop. Harry, who hadn't played in years, still loved the game. She saw new brooms, no. Cleaning kit, no.. that was last years gift. Nothing here, she supposed she better move on.
She then walked down into Flourish and Blotts. She picked up a Book called "Make Your Own Baby Food-It's Magic!!" And that's all she really could find. Walking down the Alley again, she stepped into a newer shop, called "Tids and Tods for the Everyday Wizard." Ginny was sure she would find a present for Harry here. She walked into this old shop turned new. She had supposed it might have been a wand shop, because of the many tall high shelves.
She went down each row, only to find theost suitable thing for Harry to be a bewitched set of Quidditch players dressed in red and gold robes. She walked up to the desk, to find a dark man standing there, with pale forget me not eyes...
"Excuse me," said Gin, "but I'd like to buy these." She said, holding up the tiny Quidditch players. She then pulled out an old, grey-ish bag, filled with Wizard gold.
"One Sickle and two Knuts please." The man said, in a one-tone phrase. She took the desired gold out of her bag, and gave it to the oh-so-familiar dark man. Walking out of the store was interesting. People running around, screaming, the look of terror on their face. Ginny looked up into the sky, and fainted.
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Ron had the afternoon "off." He was walking around Beauxbatons just staring off into space.
Well Ron, he thought to himself, really got yourself in a rut this time. What am I going to do for Christmas? Ron hadn't really realize that this Holiday, he was going to be all to his lonesome. No friends, no family, and a whole bunch of French people. It wasn't that Ron didn't like his collogues, but he wanted to see his friends. As he walked through the snow covered land, it was really hitting him how much his friends meant to him.
Just as he was about to turn back, and head in the other direction, his owl, Pig, headed straight for him with a letter. He didn't even know Pig was gone. He took the letter from the bird, and gave him a cookie.
Pig had aged a little in the past three years. (Since Ron's seventh year at Hogwarts). He was still small, but he had learned how to fly, and to control himself better. He was a good pet. The letter Ron received however wasn't good at all. Looked like he'd be coming home for the Holidays after all, but not for the reason he wanted to.
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Mr. and Mrs. Weasley also received a letter. They, as well as Ron, did not like what it was about. They rushed out of the house, in a cold sweat.
Harry was actually the first to read his letter. It disturbed him most, of all people. Hermione couldn't do anything about it. Harry disadarated after he finished reading his letter. Hermione didn't get one. The other five Weasley boys did to receive letters, they were all on their way home.
A/N Ok, so not as long as I wanted it to be. But it's still longer than the last!!! I hope I edited it ok!! There's more, comming! Keep reading!!
Chapter Two:
Startling Times
Harry rushed up the stairs, opened the heavy mahogany door to the master bedroom, only to find an ever-too-old Hedwig-gone. He had decided to start writing the letter anyway, when he heard a BANG on the window, it was Ginny's owl, Devon, he hit the closed window. With him, he had carried a Christmas gift, wrapped in shiny red paper. From who, Harry did not know. He set it on the night side table, and thought about what he was doing. He had gotten the day before, and after Christmas "off", and Christmas day itself. Being an Auror, he was never "off" work. And he didn't want to ask for any more. Looking out the window, he still didn't see any sign of Hedwig, and he did have a bit of shopping left. A thought crossed Harrys mind-shopping. In the blink of an eye, Harry appeared in Hogsmead.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Third years, fourth years, fifth years, sixth years, and seventh years, were also in Hogsmead that day. Hermione-or rather Professor Granger- had been shopping for her dearest friends, standing in what used to be the Shrieking Shack, now Weasley Wizard Wheezys, she found herself face to face with none other than Harry. Her eyes grew larger as she stared at the handsome man towering the students.
"Harry!" She screamed, and a couple of students ran away mumbling something about "the old Shrieking Shack." Hermione embraced Harry in the biggest hug she could give and asked him what he was doing here. They talked for a half- hour or so, about things each had missed.
"You should see Gin, she's never been happier."
"Oh? How many more months now? Five?"
"Just about." Stumbled Harry as as bunch of fifth years came bustling by.
The other teachers there had noticed that it was time to be getting back to the school, but Hermione pleaded with a "Professor Plu" to stay a bit longer and talk to an old friend. Hermione won. Of course there were those seventh years that also pleaded to stay, about 7 of them maybe.. Wondering around the shops, wide eyed.
"So Harry, marriage going well?"
"Yes, wonderful." Harry's face lit up.
"Well, erm, Harry, I've been needing to tell you something..." The two of them entered "The Fourth Broomstick" and were about to sit down.. But never did.
Harry, looking at Hermiones left had.. Had yelped out, "You're getting married!!!"Hugged Hermione, but she was speechless. On Hermiones left had lay a ring, not just any ring, this rock was huge! A diamond centered this silver ring, on each side, were rubies, bright, shiny rubies, which were also quiet large.
"Um.. Yes Harry, I am..." She had to say it.. He pulled himself away; still holding her shoulders, and just looked at her, ready to cry.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ginny, realizing where Harry had gone, went into Diagon Alley and did some last minute Christmas shopping herself.. It was in two days she would be sitting down with her whole family, minus one, at the Weasley table. She walked down the alley looking for something..anything for Harry. Quality Quidditch Supplies was her first stop. Harry, who hadn't played in years, still loved the game. She saw new brooms, no. Cleaning kit, no.. that was last years gift. Nothing here, she supposed she better move on.
She then walked down into Flourish and Blotts. She picked up a Book called "Make Your Own Baby Food-It's Magic!!" And that's all she really could find. Walking down the Alley again, she stepped into a newer shop, called "Tids and Tods for the Everyday Wizard." Ginny was sure she would find a present for Harry here. She walked into this old shop turned new. She had supposed it might have been a wand shop, because of the many tall high shelves.
She went down each row, only to find theost suitable thing for Harry to be a bewitched set of Quidditch players dressed in red and gold robes. She walked up to the desk, to find a dark man standing there, with pale forget me not eyes...
"Excuse me," said Gin, "but I'd like to buy these." She said, holding up the tiny Quidditch players. She then pulled out an old, grey-ish bag, filled with Wizard gold.
"One Sickle and two Knuts please." The man said, in a one-tone phrase. She took the desired gold out of her bag, and gave it to the oh-so-familiar dark man. Walking out of the store was interesting. People running around, screaming, the look of terror on their face. Ginny looked up into the sky, and fainted.
~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ron had the afternoon "off." He was walking around Beauxbatons just staring off into space.
Well Ron, he thought to himself, really got yourself in a rut this time. What am I going to do for Christmas? Ron hadn't really realize that this Holiday, he was going to be all to his lonesome. No friends, no family, and a whole bunch of French people. It wasn't that Ron didn't like his collogues, but he wanted to see his friends. As he walked through the snow covered land, it was really hitting him how much his friends meant to him.
Just as he was about to turn back, and head in the other direction, his owl, Pig, headed straight for him with a letter. He didn't even know Pig was gone. He took the letter from the bird, and gave him a cookie.
Pig had aged a little in the past three years. (Since Ron's seventh year at Hogwarts). He was still small, but he had learned how to fly, and to control himself better. He was a good pet. The letter Ron received however wasn't good at all. Looked like he'd be coming home for the Holidays after all, but not for the reason he wanted to.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Mr. and Mrs. Weasley also received a letter. They, as well as Ron, did not like what it was about. They rushed out of the house, in a cold sweat.
Harry was actually the first to read his letter. It disturbed him most, of all people. Hermione couldn't do anything about it. Harry disadarated after he finished reading his letter. Hermione didn't get one. The other five Weasley boys did to receive letters, they were all on their way home.
A/N Ok, so not as long as I wanted it to be. But it's still longer than the last!!! I hope I edited it ok!! There's more, comming! Keep reading!!