~Chapter One: Strange Encounters~
"RON WEASLEY!"
Molly was in a bad mood, she just found another box of Fred and George's Canary Cream's in the kitchen, although she did make it clear earlier on in the holidays that they were strictly banned. Arthur Weasley was also late from work, he had told her he would be staying later than usual but who would stay until 7 a.m.?
"What?" Ron stuck his head into the kitchen.
"What do you think? Hurry up and sit down, its way past breakfast time." Molly yelled.
Ron sighed and ploncked himself down. He picked up a spoon and was just about to eat his cereal when Arthur Weasley entered.
"Oh," he said, seeing the angry look on his wife's face, "I just had to, erm."
"YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST TOLD ME!" Molly's voice rang out across the whole of the Burrow.
"Chill mum," Ron said, but after seeing the look his mother gave him he continued eating.
Just then there was a knock on the door, and a man in his 30's stepped in.
"Eer, is Arthur Weasley in?" he asked.
"No he is not," Molly answered.
"Okay then," the stranger looked around.
"Actually I am," Arthur looked at Molly then nodded to the stranger, "Is it another raid?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"At the Wattles."
~*~
Ron had never come before with his father on one of his raids before, but today was an exception. His mother was in an awful mood so he thought, "now or never."
It was kind of funny, he had to admit, apparently this "Wattle" was anti- magic and he doesn't know about Arthur being a wizard yet. Arthur did his best to wear normal clothes. He wore a football jersey and a pair of black tuxedo pants. When Ron tried to point out to him he looked strange, Arthur wouldn't listen.
Arthur explained in the car that the Wattles were a muggle family and this is the 2nd raid in a week. Apparently, a family "friend" was a witch and has been dropping some stuff down at their house.
"What kind of stuff?" Ron asked.
"Oh, the usual, shrinking keys, enchanted teapots," Arthur said as he swerved a corner, he wasn't used to normal driving.
"Here we are," he said as they stopped in front of a small suburban house with two big lions at the front, almost welcoming them.
There was a Muggle there already, watering the garden when he saw Arthur, he just smiled and waved.
"Hello there," he yelled across the sprinklers.
"Hello," he said.
To Ron he said : "Stay here Ron, and I'll be back." Before joyfully running towards the man.
Ron sighed, this was not his idea of a raid, just then he felt someone tap him, he turned around and got the biggest shock of his life.
There stood a mirror image of him, he must have noticed to, because he was standing there with his mouth open.
"I-"
"Excuse me, but my dad asked me to ask you in, they are discussing some problems," the look-a-like rolled his eyes.
Ron followed him in, "what was going on?" he wondered, who was this boy who looked just like him?
A/N I know these chapters are short, but they will get longer and the story will turn into something! Promise
. plz review
"RON WEASLEY!"
Molly was in a bad mood, she just found another box of Fred and George's Canary Cream's in the kitchen, although she did make it clear earlier on in the holidays that they were strictly banned. Arthur Weasley was also late from work, he had told her he would be staying later than usual but who would stay until 7 a.m.?
"What?" Ron stuck his head into the kitchen.
"What do you think? Hurry up and sit down, its way past breakfast time." Molly yelled.
Ron sighed and ploncked himself down. He picked up a spoon and was just about to eat his cereal when Arthur Weasley entered.
"Oh," he said, seeing the angry look on his wife's face, "I just had to, erm."
"YOU COULD HAVE AT LEAST TOLD ME!" Molly's voice rang out across the whole of the Burrow.
"Chill mum," Ron said, but after seeing the look his mother gave him he continued eating.
Just then there was a knock on the door, and a man in his 30's stepped in.
"Eer, is Arthur Weasley in?" he asked.
"No he is not," Molly answered.
"Okay then," the stranger looked around.
"Actually I am," Arthur looked at Molly then nodded to the stranger, "Is it another raid?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"At the Wattles."
~*~
Ron had never come before with his father on one of his raids before, but today was an exception. His mother was in an awful mood so he thought, "now or never."
It was kind of funny, he had to admit, apparently this "Wattle" was anti- magic and he doesn't know about Arthur being a wizard yet. Arthur did his best to wear normal clothes. He wore a football jersey and a pair of black tuxedo pants. When Ron tried to point out to him he looked strange, Arthur wouldn't listen.
Arthur explained in the car that the Wattles were a muggle family and this is the 2nd raid in a week. Apparently, a family "friend" was a witch and has been dropping some stuff down at their house.
"What kind of stuff?" Ron asked.
"Oh, the usual, shrinking keys, enchanted teapots," Arthur said as he swerved a corner, he wasn't used to normal driving.
"Here we are," he said as they stopped in front of a small suburban house with two big lions at the front, almost welcoming them.
There was a Muggle there already, watering the garden when he saw Arthur, he just smiled and waved.
"Hello there," he yelled across the sprinklers.
"Hello," he said.
To Ron he said : "Stay here Ron, and I'll be back." Before joyfully running towards the man.
Ron sighed, this was not his idea of a raid, just then he felt someone tap him, he turned around and got the biggest shock of his life.
There stood a mirror image of him, he must have noticed to, because he was standing there with his mouth open.
"I-"
"Excuse me, but my dad asked me to ask you in, they are discussing some problems," the look-a-like rolled his eyes.
Ron followed him in, "what was going on?" he wondered, who was this boy who looked just like him?
A/N I know these chapters are short, but they will get longer and the story will turn into something! Promise
. plz review