Chapter Two
Uproar at the Burrow
"Why the hell would you care who I write to!?"
"Because he's a git!"
"Vicktor is not a git Ron Weasley!"
"Sure, neither is Malfoy!"
"You're impossible!"
"I'm impossible?"
"Yes you are!"
"I'm not the one who's dating someone four years older than me!"
"Vicktor and I are not dating!"
It wasn't the first time a argument broke out between Ron and Hermione that summer. Since Tonks and Hermione arrived at the burrow and the Weasley family began packing for the funeral at Number Twelve, Grimmuald Place, Ron and Hermione had broken out in several arguments. This perticular one was over Hermione's complaint that Vicktor Krum hadn't written her back in six months.
"Who cares, you know he got kicked off the team?" Ron had told her, and then went into reasons why Krum had lost his seeker spot. Hermione had accused Ron of being prejudice of Krum just because he attended Drumstrang, and Ron had gone into saying she only liked him because he was pretty. ("Same as with Lockhart" Ron said)
When Mrs. Weasley finally heard enough, she told Ron to degnome the garden and asked Hermione to feed the family owls. Fred and George, who were now living at their Joke Shop in Diagon Alley, had come home only for the funeral. Bill, the oldest Weasley, also arrived. Charlie once again sent his sorrows, saying he couldn't get away. ( "Mum, I want to come, but there's a Chinese Fireball about to give birth and they need me!")
The biggest surprise of the week leading up to their departure to London happened on Thursday. There was a knock on the door, and when Ron anwsered it (Still complaing about Krum under his breath) He nearly died of shock. On their door step was Percy.
"Is dad home?" Percy asked, a look of mixed embarressment and fear in his eyes.
"He's in bed. Why do you care anyway?" Ron said in a voice that could have frozen a polar bear.
"Ron... I... well... I need to talk to father."
Molly Weasley had been fixing her kids breakfast when she heard Percy's voice. She ran to the door, pushes Ron out of the way, and hugged him, only briefly. "Why are you home Percy dear?" She ask. Percy shook his head and ask again if their dad was awake. Percy was greeted with a rather cold shoulder by Bill and Ginny, and Tonks advoided him all toghther. Hermione nodded once, then returned to her letter to Krum.
Finally Arthur Weasley came downstairs.
The room became very still, Arthur was in mid-yawn when he saw Percy, his eyes narrowed and he spoke, "What is he doing here?" As if Percy was some kind of stray dog. Percy only shook his head and walked toward him. "Father." He said in a business-like-voice. "I have come to, err, well--" Percy broke off, he couldn't seam to find the words. "I wanted to apologize." He finally spit out. Arthur merely grunted and went off into the kitchen.
"Father!" Percy called, following him into the kitchen, (Ron, Hermione, Bill, Ginny and Molly all followed too, of course,) Arthur walked over to the pantry, and began to look for something, ignoreing Percy completely.
"Molly." He said digging through the cupboard. "I can't stay long enough for breakfast, Dumbledore wants me at the Ministry, he thinks he can get me a promotion. Oh that would be wonderful." He said, pulling some bacon out, cooking it with a flip of his wand, and then he pushed it into his mouth and began chewing. "Dumbledore wants the Order members to take over the fight against You-Know-Who, seeing as how we were right about him."
Arthur spoke these last words with perticular coldness, and it seamed directed toward Percy, who scowled.
"Father, I said I'm sorry. You were right."
"I know I was!" Arthur spat. "Now get out of my house!"
Percy's face became crimson around the ears and he spun on his heels and headed for the door, Mrs. Weasley made a move to stop him, but then stopped catching Arthur's glare.
As Percy stormed out, Lupin came back, it had been a full moon and he had been away, and his face turned to a look of bewilderment upon seeing Percy. He opened his mouth to speak, but Bill shook his head and Remus got the message.
Finally the time came for the trip to Number Twelve Grimmuald Place, the house was busy packing. Arthur and Fudge were still in debates over a promotion, and Percy hadn't been seen since the incident. Mad-Eye Moody sent a owl the day before they had to leave saying that he and Harry were fine, except for a small incident with a air conditioner, ("Well have to ask Harry about that" Ron said).
Hermione and Ron reached a wordless comprimise to stop arguing until they were back at Hogwarts, after one of Fred's comments suggested that they should be married, and they both, blushing furiously, had retired to their rooms.
The next morning they departed for Grimmuald Place.
*************** Okay, it was short. I don't like it that short, but unfortunatly Chap 3 "Summer at Grimmuald Place" Will also be very short. But I'll make up for it at the funeral and later on. So, keep reading, huh?
Uproar at the Burrow
"Why the hell would you care who I write to!?"
"Because he's a git!"
"Vicktor is not a git Ron Weasley!"
"Sure, neither is Malfoy!"
"You're impossible!"
"I'm impossible?"
"Yes you are!"
"I'm not the one who's dating someone four years older than me!"
"Vicktor and I are not dating!"
It wasn't the first time a argument broke out between Ron and Hermione that summer. Since Tonks and Hermione arrived at the burrow and the Weasley family began packing for the funeral at Number Twelve, Grimmuald Place, Ron and Hermione had broken out in several arguments. This perticular one was over Hermione's complaint that Vicktor Krum hadn't written her back in six months.
"Who cares, you know he got kicked off the team?" Ron had told her, and then went into reasons why Krum had lost his seeker spot. Hermione had accused Ron of being prejudice of Krum just because he attended Drumstrang, and Ron had gone into saying she only liked him because he was pretty. ("Same as with Lockhart" Ron said)
When Mrs. Weasley finally heard enough, she told Ron to degnome the garden and asked Hermione to feed the family owls. Fred and George, who were now living at their Joke Shop in Diagon Alley, had come home only for the funeral. Bill, the oldest Weasley, also arrived. Charlie once again sent his sorrows, saying he couldn't get away. ( "Mum, I want to come, but there's a Chinese Fireball about to give birth and they need me!")
The biggest surprise of the week leading up to their departure to London happened on Thursday. There was a knock on the door, and when Ron anwsered it (Still complaing about Krum under his breath) He nearly died of shock. On their door step was Percy.
"Is dad home?" Percy asked, a look of mixed embarressment and fear in his eyes.
"He's in bed. Why do you care anyway?" Ron said in a voice that could have frozen a polar bear.
"Ron... I... well... I need to talk to father."
Molly Weasley had been fixing her kids breakfast when she heard Percy's voice. She ran to the door, pushes Ron out of the way, and hugged him, only briefly. "Why are you home Percy dear?" She ask. Percy shook his head and ask again if their dad was awake. Percy was greeted with a rather cold shoulder by Bill and Ginny, and Tonks advoided him all toghther. Hermione nodded once, then returned to her letter to Krum.
Finally Arthur Weasley came downstairs.
The room became very still, Arthur was in mid-yawn when he saw Percy, his eyes narrowed and he spoke, "What is he doing here?" As if Percy was some kind of stray dog. Percy only shook his head and walked toward him. "Father." He said in a business-like-voice. "I have come to, err, well--" Percy broke off, he couldn't seam to find the words. "I wanted to apologize." He finally spit out. Arthur merely grunted and went off into the kitchen.
"Father!" Percy called, following him into the kitchen, (Ron, Hermione, Bill, Ginny and Molly all followed too, of course,) Arthur walked over to the pantry, and began to look for something, ignoreing Percy completely.
"Molly." He said digging through the cupboard. "I can't stay long enough for breakfast, Dumbledore wants me at the Ministry, he thinks he can get me a promotion. Oh that would be wonderful." He said, pulling some bacon out, cooking it with a flip of his wand, and then he pushed it into his mouth and began chewing. "Dumbledore wants the Order members to take over the fight against You-Know-Who, seeing as how we were right about him."
Arthur spoke these last words with perticular coldness, and it seamed directed toward Percy, who scowled.
"Father, I said I'm sorry. You were right."
"I know I was!" Arthur spat. "Now get out of my house!"
Percy's face became crimson around the ears and he spun on his heels and headed for the door, Mrs. Weasley made a move to stop him, but then stopped catching Arthur's glare.
As Percy stormed out, Lupin came back, it had been a full moon and he had been away, and his face turned to a look of bewilderment upon seeing Percy. He opened his mouth to speak, but Bill shook his head and Remus got the message.
Finally the time came for the trip to Number Twelve Grimmuald Place, the house was busy packing. Arthur and Fudge were still in debates over a promotion, and Percy hadn't been seen since the incident. Mad-Eye Moody sent a owl the day before they had to leave saying that he and Harry were fine, except for a small incident with a air conditioner, ("Well have to ask Harry about that" Ron said).
Hermione and Ron reached a wordless comprimise to stop arguing until they were back at Hogwarts, after one of Fred's comments suggested that they should be married, and they both, blushing furiously, had retired to their rooms.
The next morning they departed for Grimmuald Place.
*************** Okay, it was short. I don't like it that short, but unfortunatly Chap 3 "Summer at Grimmuald Place" Will also be very short. But I'll make up for it at the funeral and later on. So, keep reading, huh?
