Hi everyone! For my psycho friend who knows nothing about Harry Potter I'm
going to answer a couple questions.
First of all, Draco's hair didn't glow in the dark because I wanted it to be pink.
Second of all, when Ron saw Harry on the street he didn't know if it was Harry or not because he thought Harry was dead because it was in the newspaper (and do nespapers ever lie? well they do but thats not the point) and some person could have easily made Polyjuice Potion and turned into Harry.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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After Hermione had explained to the group what little they knew, there were still many questions that remained unanswered.
"Oh my lord." Molly said after she had heard the tale. "Harry, you saw Ron just like that and knew it was him?"
"Yep. I knew immediatly that it was him." Harry replied from his spot on the floor.
"Well somone set up your death Harry, that much is obvious." Arthur said.
"But how would somone go about doing something like that?" Bill questioned.
"Right now we can only guess." Arthur replied.
"Should we tell the Ministry? I mean, it looks as though there's a dark wizard involved so wouldn't that be best?" Hermione inquired.
"It would probably be a good idea, as long as there is no newspaper coverage." Arthur said, "I'll go see Cornelius right now. Percy, would you like to come along?"
"Sure, let's go."
"Would it be all right if I came too?" Bill asked.
"I see no reason why not." With that the three left through the fireplace for the Ministry of Magic.
As soon as they disappeared from sight everyone began asking questions again. The constant answer to all of them was "We don't know."
"I have an idea," Molly said, "why don't we all head back to the burrow for lunch?"
"Sounds good to me!" Ron exclaimed.
"Alright then, let's go." Molly said.
With that the large group flooed to the burrow.
After a large and noisy lunch during which everyone was in each other's faces, Harry finally got some time alone with his friends in a deserted corner of the yard.
"So Harry," Hermione started, "who do you think did all this? I mean, who do you think told everyone that you were dead?"
"Well, I would say that it was Voldemort but that's impossible, I killed him."
"Well maybe he had a son or something?" Ron said.
"No, he wouldn't have had a son." Hermione said. "But what if he told a Death Eater to do it for him before he died?"
"That's a possibility," Harry said, "or he could simply still be alive. People have thought he was dead before, it's entirely possible that he could have fooled everyone again."
"That's true." Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Anyways," Ron started in a desperate attempt to change the subject, "where are you staying for the night? Are you going to go back to your apartment? Or do you want to stay at ours?"
"I dunno, I suppose I hadn't thought about it."
"Oh stay with us Harry, I mean, if all this hadn't happened you would be living with us anyways, right?" Hermione pleaded.
"Well alright, I'll stay with you if it's that important."
"Great, exept you'll have to sleep on the sofa, Hermione took over what would have been your room with her books. And the sofa isn't the most comfortable thing on the face of the earth, I'll tell you that." Ron said while laughing at the look on Harry's face.
"Oh shut up, Ron! Harry doesn't have to sleep on the sofa, theres plenty of room in the guest bedroom for him!" Hermione retorted.
"Well yeah, Harry's a midget, of course theres room for him. For a normal sized person there is barely enough room to turn around!"
"Oh thanks a lot!" Harry said.
"Anytime!"
"Hey, you guys!" Fred yelled from the house to where the friends were seated, "How would you like to join me, George, Bill and Charlie for a game of Quidditch?"
"Sounds great!" Ron yelled back. "How about you Hermione?"
"Sure, I'll join in."
"I'm in," Harry said, "I haven't had a game of Quidditch for the longest time!"
"Hurry up!" George shouted to them as he waited impatiently next to Fred.
"Come on!" Ron said to Harry and Hermione as he stood up and brushed the grass off of his jeans.
Harry and Hermione then stood up and joined Ron in running across the slightly overgrown yard, dodging the occasional garden gnome.
After a surprisingly long game of scrimmage the seven came back in to a huge meal that Molly had prepared in what seemed to have been a minute. The many conversations were, of course, all going on at the same time and were all about different things. While Percy and Arthur were discussing what had happened to Harry, Ron, Harry, Bill and Charlie were discussing the fantastic dive Harry had pulled off when he had seen the snitch during scrimmage. Molly, Ginny and Hermione were discussing a new robe shop that had opened in Diagon Alley while Fred and George were, of course, busy plotting their next prank.
Following dinner Harry, Hermione and Ron left the loud chaos for the quiet of the apartment. While they were there they did their best to stay off the topic of what had happened to Harry. Instead they just caught up with what had happened during the last five years, which turned out to take a very short time.
"Well," Ron started before he was interrupted by a yawn,"I think I'm going to go to bed now."
"It's only 9:30!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Well of course your not tired! You go to bed at a reasonable time every night!"
"You go to bed then, if your tired." Harry said.
"I think I will." Ron said as he stood up and stomped off into his room.
A while later Harry and Hermione decided as well to go to sleep and they each went off into their respective bedrooms.
'Well,' Harry thought, 'this has proven to be a very interesting day.
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Wheeeeeee!!!!!!!! I'm done!!! I'm sorry about the delay! I had real writer's block. The thing about this story is that I know where I'm going with it but I don't know how to get there. And Kristi better be happy now that I've updated. Anywho, please review!
-radioactivekitten
First of all, Draco's hair didn't glow in the dark because I wanted it to be pink.
Second of all, when Ron saw Harry on the street he didn't know if it was Harry or not because he thought Harry was dead because it was in the newspaper (and do nespapers ever lie? well they do but thats not the point) and some person could have easily made Polyjuice Potion and turned into Harry.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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After Hermione had explained to the group what little they knew, there were still many questions that remained unanswered.
"Oh my lord." Molly said after she had heard the tale. "Harry, you saw Ron just like that and knew it was him?"
"Yep. I knew immediatly that it was him." Harry replied from his spot on the floor.
"Well somone set up your death Harry, that much is obvious." Arthur said.
"But how would somone go about doing something like that?" Bill questioned.
"Right now we can only guess." Arthur replied.
"Should we tell the Ministry? I mean, it looks as though there's a dark wizard involved so wouldn't that be best?" Hermione inquired.
"It would probably be a good idea, as long as there is no newspaper coverage." Arthur said, "I'll go see Cornelius right now. Percy, would you like to come along?"
"Sure, let's go."
"Would it be all right if I came too?" Bill asked.
"I see no reason why not." With that the three left through the fireplace for the Ministry of Magic.
As soon as they disappeared from sight everyone began asking questions again. The constant answer to all of them was "We don't know."
"I have an idea," Molly said, "why don't we all head back to the burrow for lunch?"
"Sounds good to me!" Ron exclaimed.
"Alright then, let's go." Molly said.
With that the large group flooed to the burrow.
After a large and noisy lunch during which everyone was in each other's faces, Harry finally got some time alone with his friends in a deserted corner of the yard.
"So Harry," Hermione started, "who do you think did all this? I mean, who do you think told everyone that you were dead?"
"Well, I would say that it was Voldemort but that's impossible, I killed him."
"Well maybe he had a son or something?" Ron said.
"No, he wouldn't have had a son." Hermione said. "But what if he told a Death Eater to do it for him before he died?"
"That's a possibility," Harry said, "or he could simply still be alive. People have thought he was dead before, it's entirely possible that he could have fooled everyone again."
"That's true." Hermione said thoughtfully.
"Anyways," Ron started in a desperate attempt to change the subject, "where are you staying for the night? Are you going to go back to your apartment? Or do you want to stay at ours?"
"I dunno, I suppose I hadn't thought about it."
"Oh stay with us Harry, I mean, if all this hadn't happened you would be living with us anyways, right?" Hermione pleaded.
"Well alright, I'll stay with you if it's that important."
"Great, exept you'll have to sleep on the sofa, Hermione took over what would have been your room with her books. And the sofa isn't the most comfortable thing on the face of the earth, I'll tell you that." Ron said while laughing at the look on Harry's face.
"Oh shut up, Ron! Harry doesn't have to sleep on the sofa, theres plenty of room in the guest bedroom for him!" Hermione retorted.
"Well yeah, Harry's a midget, of course theres room for him. For a normal sized person there is barely enough room to turn around!"
"Oh thanks a lot!" Harry said.
"Anytime!"
"Hey, you guys!" Fred yelled from the house to where the friends were seated, "How would you like to join me, George, Bill and Charlie for a game of Quidditch?"
"Sounds great!" Ron yelled back. "How about you Hermione?"
"Sure, I'll join in."
"I'm in," Harry said, "I haven't had a game of Quidditch for the longest time!"
"Hurry up!" George shouted to them as he waited impatiently next to Fred.
"Come on!" Ron said to Harry and Hermione as he stood up and brushed the grass off of his jeans.
Harry and Hermione then stood up and joined Ron in running across the slightly overgrown yard, dodging the occasional garden gnome.
After a surprisingly long game of scrimmage the seven came back in to a huge meal that Molly had prepared in what seemed to have been a minute. The many conversations were, of course, all going on at the same time and were all about different things. While Percy and Arthur were discussing what had happened to Harry, Ron, Harry, Bill and Charlie were discussing the fantastic dive Harry had pulled off when he had seen the snitch during scrimmage. Molly, Ginny and Hermione were discussing a new robe shop that had opened in Diagon Alley while Fred and George were, of course, busy plotting their next prank.
Following dinner Harry, Hermione and Ron left the loud chaos for the quiet of the apartment. While they were there they did their best to stay off the topic of what had happened to Harry. Instead they just caught up with what had happened during the last five years, which turned out to take a very short time.
"Well," Ron started before he was interrupted by a yawn,"I think I'm going to go to bed now."
"It's only 9:30!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Well of course your not tired! You go to bed at a reasonable time every night!"
"You go to bed then, if your tired." Harry said.
"I think I will." Ron said as he stood up and stomped off into his room.
A while later Harry and Hermione decided as well to go to sleep and they each went off into their respective bedrooms.
'Well,' Harry thought, 'this has proven to be a very interesting day.
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Wheeeeeee!!!!!!!! I'm done!!! I'm sorry about the delay! I had real writer's block. The thing about this story is that I know where I'm going with it but I don't know how to get there. And Kristi better be happy now that I've updated. Anywho, please review!
-radioactivekitten
