(A/N) I just remembered that I did not post a disclaimer at the beginning
of my story, so here goes..I do not own anything to do with the Harry
Potter characters or books. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling.
I also need to state that if I have scarpered off with anyone's ideas, that
I am very sorry. I have been reading fan fiction for quite a while now,
and to be honest with all of you, I think most of the ideas have already
been done in one way or another. Still, if this sounds like any other
story out there, please let me know and I will try to rectify the
situation.
Also, I wanted to thank my reviewers..3 anonymous reviewers, TigerLily87
and JerseyGirl03. Thanks guys for being so nice to me. I am glad you like
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Chapter 2 or Pass the Smelling Salts, Please.
Sunday dawned hot and humid, and Harry had his trunk packed and was sitting on it at the bottom of the stairs waiting for the Weasleys to come pick him up. His uncle had eyed him suspiciously when he came down the stairs that morning, his trunk thumping on the treads as he heaved it down the stairs behind him, and Hedwig squawking in her cage. Harry had hurriedly quieted her down by giving her an Owl Treat and had settled down to wait for his friends to come.
"Boy." Growled his uncle. "Exactly when and how are these freaks coming to pick you up?" Harry noticed that his uncle had a funny tick going by his eye, and figured that the stress of having wizards come to pick him up was getting to him.
"Ron contacted me the other day and said that his family had a new car and they would be here to pick me up at 11:00." Replied Harry in a placating tone. He hoped that Ron and Mr. Weasley would be on time this year, as Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were always in a high state of excitement when he was picked up by them. He supposed he couldn't blame them, what with the pig's tail that Dudley acquired in his first year, the flying car in his second year and the flu incident in his third. He would be a little jumpy too if he were them.
Harry sighed in relief as the clock struck 11:00 and there was a knock on the door. As he went to open the door, his aunt peered out the window to see what kind of car the "freaks" had bought, and his uncle came in to the hall to make sure that his house remained intact. Smiling, Harry opened the door to greet his saviors.
"Hey Mr. Weasley, Ron," He started excitedly, only to be met by two identical faces full of shock. Ron's face had turned beet red and his eyes practically bugged out his head. Harry turned to Mr. Weasley to see almost the same look on his face. Wondering what had happened; Harry looked at Ron with a look of apprehension on his face and quickly turned around to see if anything was happening behind him, seeing that nothing was he looked back at Ron and Mr. Weasley very perplexed.
"Blimey, Harry!!" Said Ron smiling, but still with a shocked look on his face. "Look at you. When did you go and get so.so..so?" Before he could finish, Ron grimaced in pain and rubbed his shin. Scowling, Ron rubbed his shin again and looked at his father who had just kicked him when he had opened his mouth to speak. Flushing red, Ron smiled an apology to his father and turned back to Harry
"So what Ron?" Asked Harry. Harry was starting to get very confused. Ok now, he thought, this is starting to get a little freaky. First all of those girls in front of the house, his uncle and aunt, and yes, even Dudley being nicer to him, and now my best friend and his dad are starting to weird me out. He couldn't help but wonder how much more was going to happen.
"So.so tall." Improvised Ron. "I just wasn't expecting you to be so tall is all Harry." Smiling, Ron went on to tell Harry how Hermione had owled him and said that she could not stay with them this summer, but would instead meet them in Diagon Alley to pick up their school supplies.
"Ready to go Harry?" Asked a slightly shell shocked Mr. Weasley. Why he was so shocked at the transformation in Harry from skinny raga muffin to good looking boy that he could not even focus on his thought of asking Harry about the round thing hanging from the ceiling of the porch of the house.
Harry noticed that as he went back in to the hall to get his trunk and Hedwig that Ron and Mr. Weasley stood in the exact same spot that they had been in when they knocked on the door. As a matter of fact, they still had the same looks on their faces that they had when he had first opened the door. "Uh, Mr.Weasley? Sir?" Harry tried to gain his attention once again. "I have my trunk and I am ready to go now."
Harry was starting to get concerned, when Mr. Weasley suddenly gave a startled little jump and said, "Uh, yes.yes.so you are. Well off to the car then. Ron, help Harry with his trunk and we may make it to the Burrow before dinner." He commanded, walking swiftly to the car.
Ron shrugged and picked up one of the trunk while Harry picked up Hedwig and the other end. As he walked to the car with his best friend, Ron suddenly perked up and asked. "Harry. What is with all of the girls lining the sidewalk anyways?"
Harry flushed as he heard a giggle. "Don't honestly know Ron. They have been there all summer long. At first, I thought it was a muggle thing, but then it dawned on me that it only started happening this summer." Harry rubbed his forehead and continued. "To be honest with you, I was going to ask you if you knew anything about this sort of thing happening."
"Nope." Replied Ron. "Can't rightly say as I have, but we can ask Hermione if she knows of anything like this ever happening before. If that fails, maybe mom or Ginny will know something about it." Ron flashed Harry a grin and hefted the trunk up into the car. "You must admit though Harry" Ron continued. "It looks as if they are getting ready to have a parade or something." This said they got into the car and slowly pulled away from the curb leaving behind the smiling and waving girls lining the sidewalk.
The ride to the Burrow was uneventful. After leaving the Dursley's, Harry and Ron had settled down to a long talk of Quidditch, school, and what was going on in the wizarding world. Harry listened as Ron told him how his favorite team The Chudley Cannons were doing in the league, "Fourth, Harry," Ron yelled, smiling brightly. After telling Harry of the new broom he had gotten for his birthday he had to drop a little dung bomb into the conversation. Ron was practically jumping in his seat when he told Harry about the apparent demise of Lord Voldemorte in a freak accident of fate. "Curse from his own wand killed him Harry!" He exclaimed. "We heard that he was at a Death Eater Meeting when a curse from his wand back-fired and rebounded back onto him killing him instantly." While Harry was still trying to take in the fact that Voldemorte was dead, Ron went on to tell of Charlie in Romania and Bill's work for Gringotts and that they both were home for the summer too.
After an hour or so, Harry saw that the scenery was starting to change from urban track houses to lush fields of wheat and knew that they were not far from the Burrow. He settled back into the seat and watched the fields of wheat go by and drifted into another conversation about Quidditch which was quickly put aside as they turned into the gravel drive of the Burrow. Mr. Weasley turned the ignition to off and turned in his seat to look at both boys. "Well, you boys take your time getting Harry's trunk. I am going in to war.erm..tell Molly you are here Harry." Mr. Weasley flushed and got out of the car to scurry up the walk and into the house while Harry looked after him with a perplexed look on his face. Funny, he thought, I could have sworn he was going to say something about warning someone. He shrugged, looked at a smirking Ron and got out of the car to get his trunk.
Walking into the Burrow, was like walking into his true home. Harry smiled and looked around at the magical clock on the wall that had all 8 hands pointing to home. Ron had gone upstairs to get his broom so he walked into the kitchen and saw the dishes washing themselves and a broom sweeping the floor while Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were talking in hushed tones by the door. Harry could hear words being whispered such as Ginny, shocked, and looking and tried to edge closer to the quietly talking couple to hear what they were saying. Is something wrong with Ginny, Harry thought. Suddenly Mr. Weasley looked up and spotted Harry.
"Harry!" Smiled Arthur Weasley innocently. "Look Molly, Harry's here!" At Arthur Weasley's nod in Harry's direction Molly Weasley turned around with a smile on her face which flushed quite red when she got a good look at Harry. She sagged back against her husband and fanned herself with her hand while she frantically searched her mind for something to say to this absolutely gorgeous creature standing in front of her. Her mouth kept opening and closing as she tried to string a line of thought together in her mind. For the life of her she could not recall ever seeing someone so beautiful before in her life, and her mind just could not grasp onto an idea of what to say!
"Harry!" She exclaimed finally. "How lovely to see you again and in such fine, fine health." Harry flushed as Molly Weasley suddenly straightened up and rushed over to envelope him in a huge hug. "You must be hungry though. Such a...a..a tall.yes that's it.such a tall boy as yourself must need a lot of fuel to keep up his.er.energy." Molly crowed, regaining her wits quickly. "Come on, you are just in time for dinner." She looked around the Kitchen, flicked her wand and food appeared on the table.
"Boys! Ginny! Come on, dinner is ready!" Molly yelled at the ceiling. At this pronouncement, you could hear the thundering of 7 sets of feet running towards the stairs and the laughing and joking of the Weasley children as they all tried to get down the stairs at the same time.
Grinning in victory, Fred and George were the first into the kitchen only to stop short at Harry standing in the kitchen. They both wore identical looks of shock on their faces. With their mouths hanging open in surprise, they could only stand and stare at the new Harry that was before them. Not realizing that Fred and George had stopped at the door, Bill and Charlie came flying into the kitchen, and tripped over the twins who still could not find anything to say to Harry. All 4 bodies went down in a heap and all you could see and hear were the moans of pain and the mass of arms and legs of the 4 boys as they tried to get themselves untangled from each other and get up from the floor. Harry looked over the sea of bodies to see Ron and Ginny walking around their siblings into the kitchen. "Hi Ginny." Harry smiled shyly at the red headed girl.
Ginny turned around to say hi back, but instead she let out an EEEP, stared at Harry for a second and fainted right on top of her brothers who were still trying to untangle their bodies. Time stood still as Harry watched all movement of the boys on the floor stop and look at what had happened with shock. It was at this time that Ron decided to put his two cents worth in.
"Would someone pass the smelling salts please?"
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(A/N) Well there it is.Chapter 2. I can now say that I understand all of the delays that have kept J.K. from finishing book 5. I have been making this up as I type it and that is very hard. I cannot imagine having a dead line to go by. As always, I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think by.Reading and Reviewing.please.
Chapter 2 or Pass the Smelling Salts, Please.
Sunday dawned hot and humid, and Harry had his trunk packed and was sitting on it at the bottom of the stairs waiting for the Weasleys to come pick him up. His uncle had eyed him suspiciously when he came down the stairs that morning, his trunk thumping on the treads as he heaved it down the stairs behind him, and Hedwig squawking in her cage. Harry had hurriedly quieted her down by giving her an Owl Treat and had settled down to wait for his friends to come.
"Boy." Growled his uncle. "Exactly when and how are these freaks coming to pick you up?" Harry noticed that his uncle had a funny tick going by his eye, and figured that the stress of having wizards come to pick him up was getting to him.
"Ron contacted me the other day and said that his family had a new car and they would be here to pick me up at 11:00." Replied Harry in a placating tone. He hoped that Ron and Mr. Weasley would be on time this year, as Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia were always in a high state of excitement when he was picked up by them. He supposed he couldn't blame them, what with the pig's tail that Dudley acquired in his first year, the flying car in his second year and the flu incident in his third. He would be a little jumpy too if he were them.
Harry sighed in relief as the clock struck 11:00 and there was a knock on the door. As he went to open the door, his aunt peered out the window to see what kind of car the "freaks" had bought, and his uncle came in to the hall to make sure that his house remained intact. Smiling, Harry opened the door to greet his saviors.
"Hey Mr. Weasley, Ron," He started excitedly, only to be met by two identical faces full of shock. Ron's face had turned beet red and his eyes practically bugged out his head. Harry turned to Mr. Weasley to see almost the same look on his face. Wondering what had happened; Harry looked at Ron with a look of apprehension on his face and quickly turned around to see if anything was happening behind him, seeing that nothing was he looked back at Ron and Mr. Weasley very perplexed.
"Blimey, Harry!!" Said Ron smiling, but still with a shocked look on his face. "Look at you. When did you go and get so.so..so?" Before he could finish, Ron grimaced in pain and rubbed his shin. Scowling, Ron rubbed his shin again and looked at his father who had just kicked him when he had opened his mouth to speak. Flushing red, Ron smiled an apology to his father and turned back to Harry
"So what Ron?" Asked Harry. Harry was starting to get very confused. Ok now, he thought, this is starting to get a little freaky. First all of those girls in front of the house, his uncle and aunt, and yes, even Dudley being nicer to him, and now my best friend and his dad are starting to weird me out. He couldn't help but wonder how much more was going to happen.
"So.so tall." Improvised Ron. "I just wasn't expecting you to be so tall is all Harry." Smiling, Ron went on to tell Harry how Hermione had owled him and said that she could not stay with them this summer, but would instead meet them in Diagon Alley to pick up their school supplies.
"Ready to go Harry?" Asked a slightly shell shocked Mr. Weasley. Why he was so shocked at the transformation in Harry from skinny raga muffin to good looking boy that he could not even focus on his thought of asking Harry about the round thing hanging from the ceiling of the porch of the house.
Harry noticed that as he went back in to the hall to get his trunk and Hedwig that Ron and Mr. Weasley stood in the exact same spot that they had been in when they knocked on the door. As a matter of fact, they still had the same looks on their faces that they had when he had first opened the door. "Uh, Mr.Weasley? Sir?" Harry tried to gain his attention once again. "I have my trunk and I am ready to go now."
Harry was starting to get concerned, when Mr. Weasley suddenly gave a startled little jump and said, "Uh, yes.yes.so you are. Well off to the car then. Ron, help Harry with his trunk and we may make it to the Burrow before dinner." He commanded, walking swiftly to the car.
Ron shrugged and picked up one of the trunk while Harry picked up Hedwig and the other end. As he walked to the car with his best friend, Ron suddenly perked up and asked. "Harry. What is with all of the girls lining the sidewalk anyways?"
Harry flushed as he heard a giggle. "Don't honestly know Ron. They have been there all summer long. At first, I thought it was a muggle thing, but then it dawned on me that it only started happening this summer." Harry rubbed his forehead and continued. "To be honest with you, I was going to ask you if you knew anything about this sort of thing happening."
"Nope." Replied Ron. "Can't rightly say as I have, but we can ask Hermione if she knows of anything like this ever happening before. If that fails, maybe mom or Ginny will know something about it." Ron flashed Harry a grin and hefted the trunk up into the car. "You must admit though Harry" Ron continued. "It looks as if they are getting ready to have a parade or something." This said they got into the car and slowly pulled away from the curb leaving behind the smiling and waving girls lining the sidewalk.
The ride to the Burrow was uneventful. After leaving the Dursley's, Harry and Ron had settled down to a long talk of Quidditch, school, and what was going on in the wizarding world. Harry listened as Ron told him how his favorite team The Chudley Cannons were doing in the league, "Fourth, Harry," Ron yelled, smiling brightly. After telling Harry of the new broom he had gotten for his birthday he had to drop a little dung bomb into the conversation. Ron was practically jumping in his seat when he told Harry about the apparent demise of Lord Voldemorte in a freak accident of fate. "Curse from his own wand killed him Harry!" He exclaimed. "We heard that he was at a Death Eater Meeting when a curse from his wand back-fired and rebounded back onto him killing him instantly." While Harry was still trying to take in the fact that Voldemorte was dead, Ron went on to tell of Charlie in Romania and Bill's work for Gringotts and that they both were home for the summer too.
After an hour or so, Harry saw that the scenery was starting to change from urban track houses to lush fields of wheat and knew that they were not far from the Burrow. He settled back into the seat and watched the fields of wheat go by and drifted into another conversation about Quidditch which was quickly put aside as they turned into the gravel drive of the Burrow. Mr. Weasley turned the ignition to off and turned in his seat to look at both boys. "Well, you boys take your time getting Harry's trunk. I am going in to war.erm..tell Molly you are here Harry." Mr. Weasley flushed and got out of the car to scurry up the walk and into the house while Harry looked after him with a perplexed look on his face. Funny, he thought, I could have sworn he was going to say something about warning someone. He shrugged, looked at a smirking Ron and got out of the car to get his trunk.
Walking into the Burrow, was like walking into his true home. Harry smiled and looked around at the magical clock on the wall that had all 8 hands pointing to home. Ron had gone upstairs to get his broom so he walked into the kitchen and saw the dishes washing themselves and a broom sweeping the floor while Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were talking in hushed tones by the door. Harry could hear words being whispered such as Ginny, shocked, and looking and tried to edge closer to the quietly talking couple to hear what they were saying. Is something wrong with Ginny, Harry thought. Suddenly Mr. Weasley looked up and spotted Harry.
"Harry!" Smiled Arthur Weasley innocently. "Look Molly, Harry's here!" At Arthur Weasley's nod in Harry's direction Molly Weasley turned around with a smile on her face which flushed quite red when she got a good look at Harry. She sagged back against her husband and fanned herself with her hand while she frantically searched her mind for something to say to this absolutely gorgeous creature standing in front of her. Her mouth kept opening and closing as she tried to string a line of thought together in her mind. For the life of her she could not recall ever seeing someone so beautiful before in her life, and her mind just could not grasp onto an idea of what to say!
"Harry!" She exclaimed finally. "How lovely to see you again and in such fine, fine health." Harry flushed as Molly Weasley suddenly straightened up and rushed over to envelope him in a huge hug. "You must be hungry though. Such a...a..a tall.yes that's it.such a tall boy as yourself must need a lot of fuel to keep up his.er.energy." Molly crowed, regaining her wits quickly. "Come on, you are just in time for dinner." She looked around the Kitchen, flicked her wand and food appeared on the table.
"Boys! Ginny! Come on, dinner is ready!" Molly yelled at the ceiling. At this pronouncement, you could hear the thundering of 7 sets of feet running towards the stairs and the laughing and joking of the Weasley children as they all tried to get down the stairs at the same time.
Grinning in victory, Fred and George were the first into the kitchen only to stop short at Harry standing in the kitchen. They both wore identical looks of shock on their faces. With their mouths hanging open in surprise, they could only stand and stare at the new Harry that was before them. Not realizing that Fred and George had stopped at the door, Bill and Charlie came flying into the kitchen, and tripped over the twins who still could not find anything to say to Harry. All 4 bodies went down in a heap and all you could see and hear were the moans of pain and the mass of arms and legs of the 4 boys as they tried to get themselves untangled from each other and get up from the floor. Harry looked over the sea of bodies to see Ron and Ginny walking around their siblings into the kitchen. "Hi Ginny." Harry smiled shyly at the red headed girl.
Ginny turned around to say hi back, but instead she let out an EEEP, stared at Harry for a second and fainted right on top of her brothers who were still trying to untangle their bodies. Time stood still as Harry watched all movement of the boys on the floor stop and look at what had happened with shock. It was at this time that Ron decided to put his two cents worth in.
"Would someone pass the smelling salts please?"
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(A/N) Well there it is.Chapter 2. I can now say that I understand all of the delays that have kept J.K. from finishing book 5. I have been making this up as I type it and that is very hard. I cannot imagine having a dead line to go by. As always, I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think by.Reading and Reviewing.please.