Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. All of these characters belong to
J.K. Rowling.
For last times reviewers:
Julephenia- Thank you for your support! Yes, he likes Ginny. I hope JK hooks them up together in the next book! They go so well together!
bucky- Thanks for reading and reviewing! I'm a little disapointed with the way this story is turning out, but i think it will get better as it goes
along.
la2ur2a- Thank you so much! Yes, it is wonderful to have ppl support me. People like you!! : ) I'm gonna go read your stories after I post this
chapter.
Chapter 3
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It wasn't long before the muggle taxi arrived to take the Dursleys to Aunt Marge. Uncle Vernon stamped out of the house dragging Dudley
behind him, and completely ignoring Mrs. Weasley when she said "I hope you enjoy the rest of you holiday!" But Aunt Petunia, who was
walking behind Uncle Vernon, stopped when she reached Harry. She stood there looking at him for a few minutes, looking as if she was thinking
very hard about something. "I never understood you mother." She said suddenly. "Even before her abnormality was recognized. She was
always so wild, and free. Yet no matter now independant she was, she always found a way to be there for me when I needed her." She stood for
a moment longer in silence. "You have her eyes, you know." She looked like she was about to say more, but Uncle Vernon leaned over the taxi
driver and honked the horn, obviously telling her to hurry. She turned and walked briskly to the cab. As soon as she was in, it was off down the
road. "I'll never understand that family." Mrs. Weasley said with a sigh. But it seemed to Harry that what Aunt Petunia had been trying to say
was, thank you.
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Pretty soon everyone was sitting down to breakfast, except Mr. Weasley, who had gone to work already. "Ron, since Harry is staying for the
rest of the summer, why don't you ask Hermione to come, too." suggested Mrs. Weasley. Ron turned a bright shade of pink, then shrugged,
trying to look casual, but failing. Harry had always known that Ron had like Hermione just a little, but now it was really obvious. "Sure, I'll write
her today." he said in a 'trying too hard to sound careless' voice. George snorted into his cereal, and Fred slapped him on the back, really hard.
George then flipped a cheerio at Fred, who ducked. "Wow Harry," Fred said. "It sounds like you may become the 'third weel' in your little trio
pretty sooon." Harry just smiled. Ron got up and stormed up the stairs. "Don't tease him, Fred, you know you've had your number of crushes."
Mrs. Weasley scolded.
Harry got up and followed Ron up the stairs. When he got into Ron's room, he saw Ron sitting at his desk, hard at work on the letter for
Hermione. Harry smiled. He went and sat down on Ron's bed, watching his quil scratch across the paper, trying to think how to best aproach
this. He really didn't see any good way, though. "Have you told her?" He asked suddenly. Ron looked up from the paper and stared at Harry.
He turned pink again, but said "Told who what?" Harry sighed. Ron could be so stubborn sometimes. Ron got up and tied the finished letter to
Pig's foot. "Give this to Hermione." He said. The owl flew out the window and Ron watched it until it was out of sight. "You wanna go play
Quiddith?" Harry asked, since it was obvious Ron wasn't in the mood to talk about Hermione. "Sure." Ron shrugged, and walked over to get his
broom from the closet.
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Ginny watched Harry, Ron, Fred and George play Quidditch from her bedroom window. She sighed as she saw Harry make yet another
spectacular dive and catch the golf ball easliy in his hand. Harry has only been here for one day, and already she didn't know how much longer
she could do this. It was hard enough to live away from Harry, but it was even harder to live with him and know that he doesn't think of her as
anything except a little sister. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she brushed them away angrily. "Why can't I get over him?" She thought to
herself. All summer she had been trying not to to think about him, but that had only seemed to make things even worse. "Ginny!" She heard her
mom call. She quickly wiped the remaining tears from her face and went down stairs to see what she was wanted for.
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Hermione wrote back after a few days saying that she would be able to come in two weeks. Ron tried very hard to control his excitment, but
Harry could see it. Harry had a hard time controling himslef, too. Not about Hermione, but about Ginny. Whenever he was in a room with her
(which was quite a lot because it's hard to live in the same house with someone and not see each other every once in a while) His knees would
go weak and he'd find it very hard to stop staring at her. Another thing that troubled him was that she seemed to be over him. She no longer
broke things or spoke unevenly when he was around, like she used to. Did that mean she was no longer interested in him? Or just that she had
learned to control herself ? Harry wasn't sure, but he could hardly sleep at night worrying about it.
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I know, I know, that was very, very short. But I felt that the last chapter was a little boring and I wanted to get this part out of the way before
the next chapter, which is one of my favorite chapters in this whole story. If ya'll aren't too busy, I would appreciate it if ya'll read my other story
that I just put up, too. Thank you! R/R!
~*Katydid*~
p.s. If you haven't seen the Lord of The Rings movie, you need to. I've seen it 3 times. Frodo is sssoooo cute. : )
For last times reviewers:
Julephenia- Thank you for your support! Yes, he likes Ginny. I hope JK hooks them up together in the next book! They go so well together!
bucky- Thanks for reading and reviewing! I'm a little disapointed with the way this story is turning out, but i think it will get better as it goes
along.
la2ur2a- Thank you so much! Yes, it is wonderful to have ppl support me. People like you!! : ) I'm gonna go read your stories after I post this
chapter.
Chapter 3
**************************************************************************** *********************************
It wasn't long before the muggle taxi arrived to take the Dursleys to Aunt Marge. Uncle Vernon stamped out of the house dragging Dudley
behind him, and completely ignoring Mrs. Weasley when she said "I hope you enjoy the rest of you holiday!" But Aunt Petunia, who was
walking behind Uncle Vernon, stopped when she reached Harry. She stood there looking at him for a few minutes, looking as if she was thinking
very hard about something. "I never understood you mother." She said suddenly. "Even before her abnormality was recognized. She was
always so wild, and free. Yet no matter now independant she was, she always found a way to be there for me when I needed her." She stood for
a moment longer in silence. "You have her eyes, you know." She looked like she was about to say more, but Uncle Vernon leaned over the taxi
driver and honked the horn, obviously telling her to hurry. She turned and walked briskly to the cab. As soon as she was in, it was off down the
road. "I'll never understand that family." Mrs. Weasley said with a sigh. But it seemed to Harry that what Aunt Petunia had been trying to say
was, thank you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pretty soon everyone was sitting down to breakfast, except Mr. Weasley, who had gone to work already. "Ron, since Harry is staying for the
rest of the summer, why don't you ask Hermione to come, too." suggested Mrs. Weasley. Ron turned a bright shade of pink, then shrugged,
trying to look casual, but failing. Harry had always known that Ron had like Hermione just a little, but now it was really obvious. "Sure, I'll write
her today." he said in a 'trying too hard to sound careless' voice. George snorted into his cereal, and Fred slapped him on the back, really hard.
George then flipped a cheerio at Fred, who ducked. "Wow Harry," Fred said. "It sounds like you may become the 'third weel' in your little trio
pretty sooon." Harry just smiled. Ron got up and stormed up the stairs. "Don't tease him, Fred, you know you've had your number of crushes."
Mrs. Weasley scolded.
Harry got up and followed Ron up the stairs. When he got into Ron's room, he saw Ron sitting at his desk, hard at work on the letter for
Hermione. Harry smiled. He went and sat down on Ron's bed, watching his quil scratch across the paper, trying to think how to best aproach
this. He really didn't see any good way, though. "Have you told her?" He asked suddenly. Ron looked up from the paper and stared at Harry.
He turned pink again, but said "Told who what?" Harry sighed. Ron could be so stubborn sometimes. Ron got up and tied the finished letter to
Pig's foot. "Give this to Hermione." He said. The owl flew out the window and Ron watched it until it was out of sight. "You wanna go play
Quiddith?" Harry asked, since it was obvious Ron wasn't in the mood to talk about Hermione. "Sure." Ron shrugged, and walked over to get his
broom from the closet.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ginny watched Harry, Ron, Fred and George play Quidditch from her bedroom window. She sighed as she saw Harry make yet another
spectacular dive and catch the golf ball easliy in his hand. Harry has only been here for one day, and already she didn't know how much longer
she could do this. It was hard enough to live away from Harry, but it was even harder to live with him and know that he doesn't think of her as
anything except a little sister. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she brushed them away angrily. "Why can't I get over him?" She thought to
herself. All summer she had been trying not to to think about him, but that had only seemed to make things even worse. "Ginny!" She heard her
mom call. She quickly wiped the remaining tears from her face and went down stairs to see what she was wanted for.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hermione wrote back after a few days saying that she would be able to come in two weeks. Ron tried very hard to control his excitment, but
Harry could see it. Harry had a hard time controling himslef, too. Not about Hermione, but about Ginny. Whenever he was in a room with her
(which was quite a lot because it's hard to live in the same house with someone and not see each other every once in a while) His knees would
go weak and he'd find it very hard to stop staring at her. Another thing that troubled him was that she seemed to be over him. She no longer
broke things or spoke unevenly when he was around, like she used to. Did that mean she was no longer interested in him? Or just that she had
learned to control herself ? Harry wasn't sure, but he could hardly sleep at night worrying about it.
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I know, I know, that was very, very short. But I felt that the last chapter was a little boring and I wanted to get this part out of the way before
the next chapter, which is one of my favorite chapters in this whole story. If ya'll aren't too busy, I would appreciate it if ya'll read my other story
that I just put up, too. Thank you! R/R!
~*Katydid*~
p.s. If you haven't seen the Lord of The Rings movie, you need to. I've seen it 3 times. Frodo is sssoooo cute. : )