Harry walked back down stairs and sat down, picking at his breakfast.
"Is everything alright Love?" Lily asked while feeling Harry's forehead.
"Yeah," He quickly lied. "I just . miss my friends Ron and Hermione. D'you think that it'd be alright if I go visit them for a night?"
"Sure. You can go there tonight if they don't mind." James said from behind his mug of coffee.
Harry got up and shouted a good-bye, threw some dust into the fire and shouted 'The Burrow.' He stepped in and began spinning fast. He felt sick and light headed all at the same time but surely enough he fell on to the scruffy carpeted floor of the Weasley's house. The Weasleys were a nice family with seven kids (one who is a girl) all who had flaming red hair, and a house that had to be held up by magic. Harry opened his eyes and saw Miss Weasley above him.
"Hello Harry dear. What a pleasant surprise." She said happily while helping him to his feet.
"Thank you. Sorry that I didn't tell you that I was coming."
"No problem at all."
"What brings you here?"
"I felt like visiting Ron. And . where is Ron?" He asked realizing that they were the only two at the table.
"Diagon Ally. He had to pick up some things. Did you hear that awful news about the Death Eaters?"
"No."
"The ministry found out that there are some missing kids since He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Named first reign of terror. The Death Eaters would kill the parents and take the kids. Every one thought that they got killed too. Anyways, they had to live with other Death Eaters being their House Elf in a way. But some of them, had to go to another Death Eater's house and pretend to be their children. The ministry is trying to put this to a stop while finding Death Eaters. They gave them a Veritaserum and they all said that there was fifty kids taken. Fifty! Well I was in hysterics when I found out. I wouldn't let the kids leave the house. The ministry found forty seven so far. They were working for months trying to find the last three. Some of the workers think that they're dead but Percy doesn't want to believe it. He's searching like crazy, he's barely home. Wants to find the three kids that got taken; rumor is that one of the kids was taken when they were two years old during the first reign. That would make him . around . eighteen years old; that poor soul! "
Harry said nothing. His mouth was open in disbelief. He thought that he had it bad to have both his parents dead but to have to work afterwards.
"What did they do to the kids?" He asked even though he didn't want to know the answer.
"Threaten them. If they didn't do what they were told, they would get pretty injured. Punched, kicked, hit with a belt buckle across the back, pushed in to walls or down the stairs, choke them if they talked too much. Sometimes they'd even threaten to kill one of the others if they worked too slow. I'm surprised that they're still alive. They barely got fed. When they were babies they got plenty so they'll be strong enough for the work but afterwards, almost nothing. They starved those poor souls. Well when I heard that I cooked for hours and gave the food to Percy to feed to the kids."
Harry sat there as she let out a sigh. A thump could be heard from the other room.
"Good News Mum." Percy's voice came from the other room. "We found another but she's not in the best condition, any chance that you could make something for her to eat?"
Mrs. Weasley got up and busied her self. "Did she say anything about the other missing one?"
"Yes actually. She said it was a girl more than ten years older than her and that their names were Millie and Koki."
"How old is the poor darling?"
"I say around five. But it's a little hard to tell, she's all skin and bone." He told her while taking the bag of food from her. "Thanks Mom."
Mrs. Weasly walked back to the table. "Five years old. That is such a sin. The poor dear probably was there since she was born."
Harry just sat there. He always knew that Lord Voldemort's Death Eater's were awful, but a five year old. He couldn't accept it. He was pulled back to earth when he heard someone fall in the room next to them.
"God damn Floo Network. Who designed it? A blind baby? You could get trapped in there."
"It's not that bad Ron."
"Yes it is Ginny!"
"Maybe for you." Ginny said while dragging her bags into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw Harry and turned a faint scarlet.
"Hi Harry!" Ron said as he strolled into the room.
"Ron," Mrs. Wesley said. "Go feed Pig. He didn't stop squawking yet."
"Fine. Coming Harry?" Ron asked from over his shoulder. Harry got up and followed hi up the stairs of the multi floored house to the top (if you don't count the attic) floor. He opened the door and took his dress robe from his fourth year off of his owl's cage and the screeches from the pint size owl could be heard louder then ever.
"He's has too much energy. He didn't go anywhere's but Hermione's house. Why didn't you ever write?"
"You mean you never got an owl from me?"
"Right."
"But I sent Hedwig with a letter for you at the end of July."
"Weird. I never got it. Lots of weird things are happening. Did you hear about the stolen kids?"
"Yeah, your mom told me about it before you came back."
"We're supposed to bring Percy to a Karaoke bar tonight so he can relax a bit. You know a muggle one. D'you want to come?"
"Sure. Why not?"
"Because Fred and George might sing that's why." Ron laughed.
~*~
Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Percy all sat together at a round checkered covered table eating some French fries that the pretty waitress brought them while they were making their decision of what they wanted to eat while waiting for the Karaoke contest to begin. A half an hour later, Fred and George were up on stage trying to sing. (A/N: Keyword: TRYING) Harry suddenly found himself wishing that he didn't have ears while the twins were singing "It Takes Two." After the twins were off and people who could actually sing were on stage, Percy seemed to have a good time.
"Alright, we have our last contestant coming up on stage right now. After this we will have our votes, and then the final two will be competing." The blonde hostess said into the microphone.
A redheaded girl came up and stood, looking perfectly calm, in front of the microphone. She took it out while her song began to play.
"At first I was afraid I was petrified, Kept thinking' I could never live without you by my side; But then I spent so many nights, Thinking' how you did me wrong, And I grew strong. And so you're back from outer space, I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face. I should have changed that stupid lock I should have made you leave your key, if I'd have known for just one second you'd back to bother me"
Her eyes floated around the room and landed on Harry with a slightly shocked look on her face. "Go on now, go walk out the door, Just turn around now, ('cause) you're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye.." Harry didn't hear any more of the song; she was saying those last few lines he heard like it was meant for him to hear that. Why was he supposed to leave? "I must be hallucinating" Harry said to himself as the girl left the stage to a tremendous applaud. The hostess took five minutes to count up the results and returned to the microphone. "Would Mei Ling and Kerrie Curtis please come up to the stage?" She said clearly. A brunette and the redhead who looked at Harry made their way up, the brunette and red head stood on the stage and each of them took a microphone, held it up to their mouths and took a deep breath. "Does he love me, I want to know. How can I tell if he loves me so? Is it in his eyes? Oh no! You'll be deceived. Is it in his sighs? Oh no! He'll make believe. If you want to know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss. That's where it is "Is it in his face? Oh no! That's just his charms. In his warm embrace? Oh no! That's just his arms. If you want to know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss. That's where it is. It's in his kiss. That's where it is." They both sang in heavenly voices. They were about to start singing when an explosion went off behind them. Wood flew everywhere, the two girls saw six men in black cloaks and white masks coming out of the dust. Death eaters were getting closer and closer. "Run Harry they're after you. Hurry up and go!" The brunette screamed. Harry looked up and saw the redhead with her hand pointing at the table he was at and she blew it away with him and the Wesleys. Fred, and George grabbed Harry's and Ron's arms and apparted back home.
"Where's Percy at boys?" Mrs. Wesley asked as she looked at the four. "He stayed behind to try to take on the Death Eaters." George said with a slight quiver of fear. "Yeah Mum," Fred cut in, "They blew up the back of the bar and the last two stolen kids were there. It must have been them. They told Harry to run because they were after him." Mrs. Wesley stood there, white as the ghost of Hogwarts, "Why don't you all go to bed?" She asked not looking at them. Ron and Harry made their way to the top floor, hearing a thump as Percy apparated home. 'They're after me...' Harry thought before falling asleep.
A/N: Sorry that it took so long to get this up, busy schedule, espically now that I'm a cheerleader.
"Is everything alright Love?" Lily asked while feeling Harry's forehead.
"Yeah," He quickly lied. "I just . miss my friends Ron and Hermione. D'you think that it'd be alright if I go visit them for a night?"
"Sure. You can go there tonight if they don't mind." James said from behind his mug of coffee.
Harry got up and shouted a good-bye, threw some dust into the fire and shouted 'The Burrow.' He stepped in and began spinning fast. He felt sick and light headed all at the same time but surely enough he fell on to the scruffy carpeted floor of the Weasley's house. The Weasleys were a nice family with seven kids (one who is a girl) all who had flaming red hair, and a house that had to be held up by magic. Harry opened his eyes and saw Miss Weasley above him.
"Hello Harry dear. What a pleasant surprise." She said happily while helping him to his feet.
"Thank you. Sorry that I didn't tell you that I was coming."
"No problem at all."
"What brings you here?"
"I felt like visiting Ron. And . where is Ron?" He asked realizing that they were the only two at the table.
"Diagon Ally. He had to pick up some things. Did you hear that awful news about the Death Eaters?"
"No."
"The ministry found out that there are some missing kids since He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Named first reign of terror. The Death Eaters would kill the parents and take the kids. Every one thought that they got killed too. Anyways, they had to live with other Death Eaters being their House Elf in a way. But some of them, had to go to another Death Eater's house and pretend to be their children. The ministry is trying to put this to a stop while finding Death Eaters. They gave them a Veritaserum and they all said that there was fifty kids taken. Fifty! Well I was in hysterics when I found out. I wouldn't let the kids leave the house. The ministry found forty seven so far. They were working for months trying to find the last three. Some of the workers think that they're dead but Percy doesn't want to believe it. He's searching like crazy, he's barely home. Wants to find the three kids that got taken; rumor is that one of the kids was taken when they were two years old during the first reign. That would make him . around . eighteen years old; that poor soul! "
Harry said nothing. His mouth was open in disbelief. He thought that he had it bad to have both his parents dead but to have to work afterwards.
"What did they do to the kids?" He asked even though he didn't want to know the answer.
"Threaten them. If they didn't do what they were told, they would get pretty injured. Punched, kicked, hit with a belt buckle across the back, pushed in to walls or down the stairs, choke them if they talked too much. Sometimes they'd even threaten to kill one of the others if they worked too slow. I'm surprised that they're still alive. They barely got fed. When they were babies they got plenty so they'll be strong enough for the work but afterwards, almost nothing. They starved those poor souls. Well when I heard that I cooked for hours and gave the food to Percy to feed to the kids."
Harry sat there as she let out a sigh. A thump could be heard from the other room.
"Good News Mum." Percy's voice came from the other room. "We found another but she's not in the best condition, any chance that you could make something for her to eat?"
Mrs. Weasley got up and busied her self. "Did she say anything about the other missing one?"
"Yes actually. She said it was a girl more than ten years older than her and that their names were Millie and Koki."
"How old is the poor darling?"
"I say around five. But it's a little hard to tell, she's all skin and bone." He told her while taking the bag of food from her. "Thanks Mom."
Mrs. Weasly walked back to the table. "Five years old. That is such a sin. The poor dear probably was there since she was born."
Harry just sat there. He always knew that Lord Voldemort's Death Eater's were awful, but a five year old. He couldn't accept it. He was pulled back to earth when he heard someone fall in the room next to them.
"God damn Floo Network. Who designed it? A blind baby? You could get trapped in there."
"It's not that bad Ron."
"Yes it is Ginny!"
"Maybe for you." Ginny said while dragging her bags into the kitchen. She smiled when she saw Harry and turned a faint scarlet.
"Hi Harry!" Ron said as he strolled into the room.
"Ron," Mrs. Wesley said. "Go feed Pig. He didn't stop squawking yet."
"Fine. Coming Harry?" Ron asked from over his shoulder. Harry got up and followed hi up the stairs of the multi floored house to the top (if you don't count the attic) floor. He opened the door and took his dress robe from his fourth year off of his owl's cage and the screeches from the pint size owl could be heard louder then ever.
"He's has too much energy. He didn't go anywhere's but Hermione's house. Why didn't you ever write?"
"You mean you never got an owl from me?"
"Right."
"But I sent Hedwig with a letter for you at the end of July."
"Weird. I never got it. Lots of weird things are happening. Did you hear about the stolen kids?"
"Yeah, your mom told me about it before you came back."
"We're supposed to bring Percy to a Karaoke bar tonight so he can relax a bit. You know a muggle one. D'you want to come?"
"Sure. Why not?"
"Because Fred and George might sing that's why." Ron laughed.
~*~
Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Percy all sat together at a round checkered covered table eating some French fries that the pretty waitress brought them while they were making their decision of what they wanted to eat while waiting for the Karaoke contest to begin. A half an hour later, Fred and George were up on stage trying to sing. (A/N: Keyword: TRYING) Harry suddenly found himself wishing that he didn't have ears while the twins were singing "It Takes Two." After the twins were off and people who could actually sing were on stage, Percy seemed to have a good time.
"Alright, we have our last contestant coming up on stage right now. After this we will have our votes, and then the final two will be competing." The blonde hostess said into the microphone.
A redheaded girl came up and stood, looking perfectly calm, in front of the microphone. She took it out while her song began to play.
"At first I was afraid I was petrified, Kept thinking' I could never live without you by my side; But then I spent so many nights, Thinking' how you did me wrong, And I grew strong. And so you're back from outer space, I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face. I should have changed that stupid lock I should have made you leave your key, if I'd have known for just one second you'd back to bother me"
Her eyes floated around the room and landed on Harry with a slightly shocked look on her face. "Go on now, go walk out the door, Just turn around now, ('cause) you're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye.." Harry didn't hear any more of the song; she was saying those last few lines he heard like it was meant for him to hear that. Why was he supposed to leave? "I must be hallucinating" Harry said to himself as the girl left the stage to a tremendous applaud. The hostess took five minutes to count up the results and returned to the microphone. "Would Mei Ling and Kerrie Curtis please come up to the stage?" She said clearly. A brunette and the redhead who looked at Harry made their way up, the brunette and red head stood on the stage and each of them took a microphone, held it up to their mouths and took a deep breath. "Does he love me, I want to know. How can I tell if he loves me so? Is it in his eyes? Oh no! You'll be deceived. Is it in his sighs? Oh no! He'll make believe. If you want to know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss. That's where it is "Is it in his face? Oh no! That's just his charms. In his warm embrace? Oh no! That's just his arms. If you want to know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss. That's where it is. It's in his kiss. That's where it is." They both sang in heavenly voices. They were about to start singing when an explosion went off behind them. Wood flew everywhere, the two girls saw six men in black cloaks and white masks coming out of the dust. Death eaters were getting closer and closer. "Run Harry they're after you. Hurry up and go!" The brunette screamed. Harry looked up and saw the redhead with her hand pointing at the table he was at and she blew it away with him and the Wesleys. Fred, and George grabbed Harry's and Ron's arms and apparted back home.
"Where's Percy at boys?" Mrs. Wesley asked as she looked at the four. "He stayed behind to try to take on the Death Eaters." George said with a slight quiver of fear. "Yeah Mum," Fred cut in, "They blew up the back of the bar and the last two stolen kids were there. It must have been them. They told Harry to run because they were after him." Mrs. Wesley stood there, white as the ghost of Hogwarts, "Why don't you all go to bed?" She asked not looking at them. Ron and Harry made their way to the top floor, hearing a thump as Percy apparated home. 'They're after me...' Harry thought before falling asleep.
A/N: Sorry that it took so long to get this up, busy schedule, espically now that I'm a cheerleader.