Harry Potter and the Prophecy of Gryffindor
(A/N: Well, some good old H/G last chappie. Some R/Hr this one + a sprinkling of Gred and Forge.. aah! That formula can never go wrong!. Please don't kill me if I don't get it right, I don't own these characters, JK does. (Where have you been!?) Anyway, here goes.. J)
Chapter 4: Drops Of Jupiter
When Harry awoke the next morning, it was in oddly unfamiliar surroundings. Suddenly, he realised he was in Ron's bedroom at the Burrow, the orange walls made comforting sense now. He quickly got changed and walked downstairs to breakfast. "Harry, ol' man, we thought you were never getting up-" began George. "Yeah, we couldn't have our benefactor dying of sleeping too much- oops-" continued Fred. George glared at Fred. "What?" said Hermione and Ginny together. "You might as well tell them now," said Harry wearily. "Well, at the end of last year-" "We received a very good offer of-" "One thousand galleons-" "To continue production of-" "Our lovely business-" "Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes-" "From the lovely-" "Harry here." "It was the Triwizard Tournament winnings." explained Harry. "Harry, are you sure you want to do that?" said Hermione, worried. "Yes." Harry said firmly. "I want to do it."
*** Soon after, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny were stood in front of the fire. "Here goes," said Ron. He took a pinch of floo powder and stepped into the fire. "Diagon Alley!" "Wish me luck," said Hermione. "Diagon Alley!" Harry and Ginny were left. "Go on, you go first," Ginny said. "Thanks." said Harry. "Diagon Alley!" Harry landed in a heap on top of Ron and Hermione. After he had disentangled himself from the heap of arms and legs, Ginny joined them. "Where to first?" said Ron. "Gringotts. We need our money!" Hermione said. After going to Gringotts, the four split up, as Hermione had some 'shopping' to do and took Ron with her. Once again, Harry and Ginny were left on their own. "Hmm.. why can you bet they won't be doing much shopping?" said Ginny. "Yeah, how long are you giving it before those two get together?" Harry interjected. "Christmas." "A week." Laughing, the two set off. As they were passing Quality Quidditch Supplies, they saw a large crowd gathered around the shop. "Come on, let's go see what all the fuss is about." In the shop window, a notice was posted alongside a stunning gold broom.
The Thunderbolt
The only broom faster than the Firebolt, the Thunderbolt, has come into production in England. This broom will accelerate 0-360 in 2.5 seconds. It also has a shining gold coat of metallic waterproof paint, and incorporates carefully selected rosewood twigs with enamel coating for the ultimate finish.
Price on request.
Price on request. Harry knew it could be at least a third as expensive as his Firebolt, and he didn't know how much that cost. "Wow." said Ginny speechless. "Are you getting it?" "No. It's just too much money, and I've never lost a match on my Firebolt." The two went to get their school books, and floo powdered back to the Burrow. Going upstairs, they found Ron and Hermione having a blazing and quite spectacular row.
*** "You insensitive little prat!" "Well, you're the one who was fraternizing with little Vicky-poo! Why didn't you go stay with him. I'm sure we're not good enough for you. Why didn't you go stay in Bulgaria with him." Hermione sobbed. "Because I love you, you great insensitive little prat!"
Looking through the door, Harry and Ginny saw Ron and Hermione sharing their very first kiss. Harry smiled. "I won."
*** "Wake up!" the voice of Mrs. Weasley rang through Ron's bedroom, and Harry and Ron got out of bed. "Wasstherush?" said Ron, clearly still half-asleep. "You're catching the train today, boys." After everyone had eaten, Mr. Weasley announced that they were flooing to Platform 9 ¾. "The Ministry has declared the Muggle part of King's Cross unsafe." he said. One by one, they all stepped in the fire and shouted "Platform 9 ¾." They all landed on the platform. Mrs. Weasley hugged everyone goodbye, and said to Harry: "Take care of yourself, Harry."
*** The witch on the food trolley came round. Harry bought some of everything, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione were happily munching away when the train stopped, and went black. "What's going on?" said Hermione. A magnified voice boomed through the station. "Hogwarts Students, this is your driver speaking. The protection and anti- apparation wards have fallen on part of the track, and we have stopped on safe ground until the problem is resolved. Thank you." The trio finished all their food, when the three people they didn't want to see stuck their heads round the compartment door. "Well if it isn't Potty, Weasel, and the Mudblood." drawled a voice. "You're right. It isn't." said Harry. "Our fathers' taught us something very interesting over the holidays. We didn't exactly like the fact that we had to spend a week in St. Mungo's, so we decided it's.. payback time." "Avada Kedavra!" yelled two voices.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione fell to the floor, unconscious.
(A/N: Well, some good old H/G last chappie. Some R/Hr this one + a sprinkling of Gred and Forge.. aah! That formula can never go wrong!. Please don't kill me if I don't get it right, I don't own these characters, JK does. (Where have you been!?) Anyway, here goes.. J)
Chapter 4: Drops Of Jupiter
When Harry awoke the next morning, it was in oddly unfamiliar surroundings. Suddenly, he realised he was in Ron's bedroom at the Burrow, the orange walls made comforting sense now. He quickly got changed and walked downstairs to breakfast. "Harry, ol' man, we thought you were never getting up-" began George. "Yeah, we couldn't have our benefactor dying of sleeping too much- oops-" continued Fred. George glared at Fred. "What?" said Hermione and Ginny together. "You might as well tell them now," said Harry wearily. "Well, at the end of last year-" "We received a very good offer of-" "One thousand galleons-" "To continue production of-" "Our lovely business-" "Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes-" "From the lovely-" "Harry here." "It was the Triwizard Tournament winnings." explained Harry. "Harry, are you sure you want to do that?" said Hermione, worried. "Yes." Harry said firmly. "I want to do it."
*** Soon after, Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny were stood in front of the fire. "Here goes," said Ron. He took a pinch of floo powder and stepped into the fire. "Diagon Alley!" "Wish me luck," said Hermione. "Diagon Alley!" Harry and Ginny were left. "Go on, you go first," Ginny said. "Thanks." said Harry. "Diagon Alley!" Harry landed in a heap on top of Ron and Hermione. After he had disentangled himself from the heap of arms and legs, Ginny joined them. "Where to first?" said Ron. "Gringotts. We need our money!" Hermione said. After going to Gringotts, the four split up, as Hermione had some 'shopping' to do and took Ron with her. Once again, Harry and Ginny were left on their own. "Hmm.. why can you bet they won't be doing much shopping?" said Ginny. "Yeah, how long are you giving it before those two get together?" Harry interjected. "Christmas." "A week." Laughing, the two set off. As they were passing Quality Quidditch Supplies, they saw a large crowd gathered around the shop. "Come on, let's go see what all the fuss is about." In the shop window, a notice was posted alongside a stunning gold broom.
The Thunderbolt
The only broom faster than the Firebolt, the Thunderbolt, has come into production in England. This broom will accelerate 0-360 in 2.5 seconds. It also has a shining gold coat of metallic waterproof paint, and incorporates carefully selected rosewood twigs with enamel coating for the ultimate finish.
Price on request.
Price on request. Harry knew it could be at least a third as expensive as his Firebolt, and he didn't know how much that cost. "Wow." said Ginny speechless. "Are you getting it?" "No. It's just too much money, and I've never lost a match on my Firebolt." The two went to get their school books, and floo powdered back to the Burrow. Going upstairs, they found Ron and Hermione having a blazing and quite spectacular row.
*** "You insensitive little prat!" "Well, you're the one who was fraternizing with little Vicky-poo! Why didn't you go stay with him. I'm sure we're not good enough for you. Why didn't you go stay in Bulgaria with him." Hermione sobbed. "Because I love you, you great insensitive little prat!"
Looking through the door, Harry and Ginny saw Ron and Hermione sharing their very first kiss. Harry smiled. "I won."
*** "Wake up!" the voice of Mrs. Weasley rang through Ron's bedroom, and Harry and Ron got out of bed. "Wasstherush?" said Ron, clearly still half-asleep. "You're catching the train today, boys." After everyone had eaten, Mr. Weasley announced that they were flooing to Platform 9 ¾. "The Ministry has declared the Muggle part of King's Cross unsafe." he said. One by one, they all stepped in the fire and shouted "Platform 9 ¾." They all landed on the platform. Mrs. Weasley hugged everyone goodbye, and said to Harry: "Take care of yourself, Harry."
*** The witch on the food trolley came round. Harry bought some of everything, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione were happily munching away when the train stopped, and went black. "What's going on?" said Hermione. A magnified voice boomed through the station. "Hogwarts Students, this is your driver speaking. The protection and anti- apparation wards have fallen on part of the track, and we have stopped on safe ground until the problem is resolved. Thank you." The trio finished all their food, when the three people they didn't want to see stuck their heads round the compartment door. "Well if it isn't Potty, Weasel, and the Mudblood." drawled a voice. "You're right. It isn't." said Harry. "Our fathers' taught us something very interesting over the holidays. We didn't exactly like the fact that we had to spend a week in St. Mungo's, so we decided it's.. payback time." "Avada Kedavra!" yelled two voices.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione fell to the floor, unconscious.