A/N: Long time no see, eh? Now I know you don't want me to blabber so I'll let you go on reading my story.
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Hermione: I kind of liked this chapter. . .
Ron: I loved it!!
Hermione: :::in rage::: How could you say such horrid things?!?!
Ron: :::nervously::: Um. . .duckies?
:::To Harry::: Do they always go at it like this?
Harry: :::sitting in a chair next to author and drinking tea::: Yep.
Hermione: -I'm gonna kill you Ron! :::Starts to chase him around:::
Ron: :::very girly scream::: AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!
Harry and author: :::choke on their tea:::
HARRY POTTER
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Chapter 3: Sleep tight Dursley's
Hermione_Harry
Harry was surprised. No, that's wrong. He was stunned. He never thought that the Dursley's were going to die. It was all his bloody fault! Now, the last of his relatives died. It was shocking. . . and yet. . .he didn't feel sad. Harry was not surprised by this. He just felt guilty; but he never wanted them dead. . .
"Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, "I'm so, so, sorry."
Harry's face was expressionless.
"Harry?" said Hermione faintly, "are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I was just shocked," Harry looked at Mrs. Weasley then to her husband, "Is it alright if I go to their grave?"
"Look, Harry, I'm sorry about your uncles, but why do you want to visit their grave, when they treated you so badly?" said Ron exasperated.
"I don't know Ron," said Harry, "It just feels right for me to go there. I don't want to feel guilty."
I better tell Sirius about what happened, thought Harry.
For a second it looked like Hermione had read his thoughts because she said " Yes Harry, you'd better do that."
Harry looked at her surprised and with a questioning look.
"Harry we'll go with you tomorrow, is that alright mum?" asked Ron while interrupting his thoughts.
Mrs. Weasley nodded
"What? You mean you'll all go with me?" asked Harry in mild surprise.
"Sure Harry. We don't want you to go alone." said Ron clapping his back.
Harry was glad he had great friends. And for the time being, he totally forgot about what Hermione said.
~F ~
The following afternoon, Harry and the others waited for Hermione and Ginny. Ginny came down the stairs first, then Hermione. Hermione was wearing a tight (not that tight) gray sweater with black pants. Ron's sister wore a black sweater with blue jeans. Ron gaped at Hermione like a fish, while Harry just smiled.
"Ron," muttered Harry, "close your mouth. You look like a fish."
He closed his mouth looking deeply embarrassed.
I'm so sorry Mrs. Weasley." said Hermione, "Ginny here, didn't know what to wear when going to say good-bye to some one."
"Not to worry dear," said Mrs. Weasley, then whispered in her ear, "I just came down too."
They all arrived at the graveyard minutes later by portkey. Passing by the tombstones; it gave Harry an eerie feeling. It reminded him of when he met Voldemort.
All of them slowly arrived to the three new graves. But Harry stopped suddenly by seeing a fat faced; no neck someone.
Aunt Marge was at his uncles grave.
A/N: Ooohhh! Another cliffy eh? MWHAHAHA!!!!!! I feel stupid now. Heh.
READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hermione: :::still chasing Ron::: -come back here!
:::To Harry::: I bet you five galleons that Hermione catches him and puts him through misery.
Harry: Your on!
But I would remind you that I'm the author.
Harry: Damn. . .
That's okay, you don't have to pay me :::mutters::: since your a chicken.
Harry: :::With narrowed eyes and suspiciously::: What did you say?
Nothing. . .
Harry: That's what I thought.
:::mutters::: Chicken.
