CHAPTER SIX
"Kill a dragon. Tsk." Jaime said in disgust as she, along with Charlie and Trent, sat at the Gryffindor table, after having just been sorted.
"Yeah, that was a lot easier." Trent added, who had looked very relieved ever since he saw that the only thing you had to do was try on a hat.
The food started to come through the plates, and looking around at everyone who had started eating, they figured it edible. After the welcoming feast, the Gryffindor prefect led them up their common room and dormitories. Charlie and Trent walked in to see that their luggage was already there, and Charlie, after a hectic day, fell right asleep.
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Meanwhile, back at their new house on Grodric's Hollow, Harry had just walked in the door to find Ginny looking out the back window again. Ginny heard a noise and turned around.
"Oh, Harry. There is just something out there- its just so familiar, yet so distant. I just want to know what it is." She said as she peered through the window once again.
Harry too looked out the window. He saw a huge valley, brightly colored with the brightly colored leaves of the fall season. A little wind blew, and some of the leaves swirled to the ground. Birds flew from tree to tree, while squirrels scampered around looking for acorns. He often passes by the window, but had never really paid much attention to it.
"Come on, Ginny." Harry said as he walked towards the back door.
"What?"
Harry smiled. "We're going to go see what's really out there."
They exited through the back door and skipped down the steps into the great valley. Harry immediately felt a sense of happiness, and he wondered why. He looked at Ginny, and she felt it to.
"Come on, Harry!" She yelled, and started running towards the other side of the valley. Harry ran after her, neither sure where they were running to are why.
Finally, they stopped at the hedge line that bordered their property. Ginny looked around for something, but still couldn't find it.
"I felt it." She said disappointed. "There is something here. I know there is."
"I know, I know. I felt it too." Harry looked around him, at the dark green hedges, the green valley, the bright trees, and the deep blue sky. He sighed, as nothing seemed to have changed and leaned on a hedge to see what they were going to do now.
"Harry! Be care.full." The hedge Harry had been leaning on tipped over, and he fell on the other side of it. "Harry! Where are you?" Ginny asked as she stepped over the overturned hedge. She found her husband standing there, staring straight ahead. "What are you doing?" She asked, and then turned to see what he was looking out.
"Lets go!" Harry whispered, still in awe, as they set out half running to their destination. They ran through the place that they had played Quidditch over the summer, through the gnome garden, and to the house that had been a home both to Ginny and then to Harry. The Burrow.
It had been Ginny's home, but Harry had been there so many times it almost felt like his home, since he wasn't exactly welcome in his Aunt and Uncle's house.
Ginny, with a shaky hand, knocked on the front door. It must have been only seconds, but it felt like hours waiting for someone to answer. And finally, someone did.
"Kill a dragon. Tsk." Jaime said in disgust as she, along with Charlie and Trent, sat at the Gryffindor table, after having just been sorted.
"Yeah, that was a lot easier." Trent added, who had looked very relieved ever since he saw that the only thing you had to do was try on a hat.
The food started to come through the plates, and looking around at everyone who had started eating, they figured it edible. After the welcoming feast, the Gryffindor prefect led them up their common room and dormitories. Charlie and Trent walked in to see that their luggage was already there, and Charlie, after a hectic day, fell right asleep.
~*~*~*
Meanwhile, back at their new house on Grodric's Hollow, Harry had just walked in the door to find Ginny looking out the back window again. Ginny heard a noise and turned around.
"Oh, Harry. There is just something out there- its just so familiar, yet so distant. I just want to know what it is." She said as she peered through the window once again.
Harry too looked out the window. He saw a huge valley, brightly colored with the brightly colored leaves of the fall season. A little wind blew, and some of the leaves swirled to the ground. Birds flew from tree to tree, while squirrels scampered around looking for acorns. He often passes by the window, but had never really paid much attention to it.
"Come on, Ginny." Harry said as he walked towards the back door.
"What?"
Harry smiled. "We're going to go see what's really out there."
They exited through the back door and skipped down the steps into the great valley. Harry immediately felt a sense of happiness, and he wondered why. He looked at Ginny, and she felt it to.
"Come on, Harry!" She yelled, and started running towards the other side of the valley. Harry ran after her, neither sure where they were running to are why.
Finally, they stopped at the hedge line that bordered their property. Ginny looked around for something, but still couldn't find it.
"I felt it." She said disappointed. "There is something here. I know there is."
"I know, I know. I felt it too." Harry looked around him, at the dark green hedges, the green valley, the bright trees, and the deep blue sky. He sighed, as nothing seemed to have changed and leaned on a hedge to see what they were going to do now.
"Harry! Be care.full." The hedge Harry had been leaning on tipped over, and he fell on the other side of it. "Harry! Where are you?" Ginny asked as she stepped over the overturned hedge. She found her husband standing there, staring straight ahead. "What are you doing?" She asked, and then turned to see what he was looking out.
"Lets go!" Harry whispered, still in awe, as they set out half running to their destination. They ran through the place that they had played Quidditch over the summer, through the gnome garden, and to the house that had been a home both to Ginny and then to Harry. The Burrow.
It had been Ginny's home, but Harry had been there so many times it almost felt like his home, since he wasn't exactly welcome in his Aunt and Uncle's house.
Ginny, with a shaky hand, knocked on the front door. It must have been only seconds, but it felt like hours waiting for someone to answer. And finally, someone did.