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OOOOOH! Thank you for reviewing! Pleeeeeaaaaaaseeeeeeee review some more! (It's the only reason I write more) so the more reviews I get the more I write. *Smirks and cuddles her reverse psychology book*
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Breakfast was tense that morning. Fred and George acted as normal, making jokes and generally having a laugh, but it soon petered out as they noticed that they were only getting small smiles from Bill and Charlie.
Ron, of course, was still upset and freaked out by the nightmares. Molly and Arthur (the parents - Duh) were worried about Ron, Ginny also knew about what had happened as she shared a room with Ron, but she didn't let on that Ron had also woken her, when he awoke screaming. Percy, as usual, was chattering non-stop about something he'd done for the ministry and Bill and Charlie were just tired.
"You've got a letter dear." Said Molly, wrestling the letter from Pig's grip then handing it to Ron.
Ron stared at it for a bit then picked it up and carried it off to his bedroom, without saying a word. It was from Harry, he could tell by the loopy writing.
It began;
Hey Ron!
How are you? Pig just turned up outside my bedroom window for no reason whatsoever so I figured I may as well write you a letter.
Snuffles turned up at my house yesterday! It was strange but he said something about needing to talk to me, you and Hermione right away. So we're all meeting in Diagon Alley next week - think you can make it?
The Dursleys have been simply awful the past few days, don't know why, maybe something crawled up their bums and died.
Anyway, try and get a reply back because Snuffles needs to know when we're meeting.
From Harry
Ron sat for a minute, lost in a daydream then shook his head as he realised where it was leading. He quickly scribbled down "ok, see you then." And handed it to pig, who rapidly soared out of sight.
The bedroom had gone strangely silent without Pig hooting and making a racket. He couldn't even hear the other's downstairs, the ghoul in the attic had stopped rattling the pipe's as well - it was if time was standing still for Ron.
Ron...
Ron looked up sharply wondering who was calling his name.
"Who.Who's there?" He called, looking round at his empty room. He checked the window too, no one was in the garden.
Listen to us Ron, we're your friends - we can make the nightmares stop!
Ron frowned. "How do you know about the nightmares?"
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Well! Did you like? Please review and tell me what you think. (But no flames please, if you don't like it, then don't read anymore!)
OOOOOH! Thank you for reviewing! Pleeeeeaaaaaaseeeeeeee review some more! (It's the only reason I write more) so the more reviews I get the more I write. *Smirks and cuddles her reverse psychology book*
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Breakfast was tense that morning. Fred and George acted as normal, making jokes and generally having a laugh, but it soon petered out as they noticed that they were only getting small smiles from Bill and Charlie.
Ron, of course, was still upset and freaked out by the nightmares. Molly and Arthur (the parents - Duh) were worried about Ron, Ginny also knew about what had happened as she shared a room with Ron, but she didn't let on that Ron had also woken her, when he awoke screaming. Percy, as usual, was chattering non-stop about something he'd done for the ministry and Bill and Charlie were just tired.
"You've got a letter dear." Said Molly, wrestling the letter from Pig's grip then handing it to Ron.
Ron stared at it for a bit then picked it up and carried it off to his bedroom, without saying a word. It was from Harry, he could tell by the loopy writing.
It began;
Hey Ron!
How are you? Pig just turned up outside my bedroom window for no reason whatsoever so I figured I may as well write you a letter.
Snuffles turned up at my house yesterday! It was strange but he said something about needing to talk to me, you and Hermione right away. So we're all meeting in Diagon Alley next week - think you can make it?
The Dursleys have been simply awful the past few days, don't know why, maybe something crawled up their bums and died.
Anyway, try and get a reply back because Snuffles needs to know when we're meeting.
From Harry
Ron sat for a minute, lost in a daydream then shook his head as he realised where it was leading. He quickly scribbled down "ok, see you then." And handed it to pig, who rapidly soared out of sight.
The bedroom had gone strangely silent without Pig hooting and making a racket. He couldn't even hear the other's downstairs, the ghoul in the attic had stopped rattling the pipe's as well - it was if time was standing still for Ron.
Ron...
Ron looked up sharply wondering who was calling his name.
"Who.Who's there?" He called, looking round at his empty room. He checked the window too, no one was in the garden.
Listen to us Ron, we're your friends - we can make the nightmares stop!
Ron frowned. "How do you know about the nightmares?"
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Well! Did you like? Please review and tell me what you think. (But no flames please, if you don't like it, then don't read anymore!)