Chapter 2:
~ Intentions ~
A bright green light flashed overhead while a muttered word echoed through his ears. "MORSMORDRE!" They were running faster and faster. They could their footsteps chasing after them. Hermione stumbled, only to be dragged to her feet again by Ron and Harry. Suddenly a colossal skull, composed of emerald stars with a snake protruding from its mouth, raised above their heads. The surrounding area erupted with screams.
**
'Kill The Spare"
"Avada Kedavra!"
A swooshing sound was heard overhead. Harry glanced at Cedric, who was lying, unmoving on the dirt covered ground. A cauldron bubbled on nearby while Wormtail placed a bundle in near it. He tied Harry up to the tombstone, with Tom Riddle's name on it. Wormtail revealed an ugly human, but so ugly, that it could not be human, child. He placed the child in the cauldron. Harry's scar was so painful that Harry's head felt like it would burst in half.
"Bone of the Father, unknowingly given, you will renew your son!"
" Flesh – of the servant- w-willingly given – you will – revive – your master." At this Wormtail brought out a dagger and placed in front of his arm, Harry knew what was going to happen too late, he quickly closed his eyes. THUD. A scream pierced the deathly quiet of the night. Chills ran through Harry as he tried to block out the sound.
Blood of the Enemy, forcefully taken, you will resurrect your foe."
Wormtail took the dagger and pressed it down on Harry's forearm. Blood seeped from the wound, pouring over his robes and into a vial, which Wormtail poured into the cauldron…. Long minutes passed.
Slowly sparks came up and out of the cauldron. A thin man rose from the depths. His snake like face with evil red eyes peered over at Harry.
"Harry Potter" the voice said evilly
Lord Voldemort has risen again.
***
"Harry."
No answer.
"Harry!"
Harry slowly opened his eyes. The voice sliced through his sleep deprived mind and had jolted him awake. He groaned and closed his eyes again. He didn't know how Ron could stand the neon orange room. The sun made it even worse. He could see the radiating colour through his eyelids. 'Uhh, it sometimes looks like the inside of a pumpkin' He groaned again as a pillow started thumping him on his head.
"Ron!" Harry growled, aggravated.
"Aww, come off it Harry, I was just tryin' to wake you up," Ron said back. "Breakfast is ready now!"
As anyone with a nose in working order could tell, breakfast was ready now. Almost drooling all over his pajamas, Harry changed into some clothes. As he and Ron raced downstairs, Harry marveled at the differences that came with living with the Weasleys', compared to the Dursleys'. Here at the Weasleys' Harry was treated like royalty, at the Dursleys' he was treated like trash. 'Oh well,' Harry thought, ' I won't see the Dursleys until next summer.' As Harry and Ron walked into the kitchen they were greeted with many different good mornings. From the bone crushing hug from Mrs. Weasley, to the overenthusiastic hello from Hermione, Harry felt more then welcome here in this cozy abode.
" 'Morning Mione, Mrs. Weasley, and everybody else," Nodding at each of them in turn while his gaze came to linger on Ginny's face. " 'Morning Ginny." Harry said quietly so only him and Ginny could hear. Ginny's face flushed with pink, as she ducked her head. As watching this exchange the Weasley brother's, shared worried looks. They knew that Ginny had a crush on Harry, and now it seems that Harry might be sharing the affections.
'God, he's gorgeous.' Ginny said to herself. A blush rose to her face once again, 'Get a grip, Harry doesn't like you that way…. But it would be so great if he did' Ginny thought dreamily. As she turned he attention back to her eggs and bacon, she never noticed the look that Harry gave her.
As Harry looked at Ginny, he was amazed at how much she had grown up in a month, she had gotten taller, and her body, even though the thought of this made Harry blush, had filled out. Her hair had grown longer and changed from red, to more of a redish gold. Her brown eyes were big and deep, her freckles faded slightly, and her mouth dark and full. Harry turned his attention away from her as he felt heat rise to his face. 'I guess I have changed a lot too.' Harry pondered. Harry noticed that he has grown taller. Not as tall as Ron, but only shorter by an inch or two. The clothes that had once been so big on him had became only slightly loose. His shoulders had grown broader and from playing Quidditch, he had grown muscular. With the absence of his glasses, his emerald eyes brightly shown. His hair that had once been a complete disaster now was only slightly messy. All in all, he had grown into quite a handsome young man, and this fact did not go unnoticed, well, at least by Ginny.
To everybody's annoyance, except maybe Mrs. Weasley, Percy greeted all of them, by coming in the front door.
"Good Morning, mother, father. I am sorry to say that I am only here on business. I have to get my clothes, and personal item because I am off to Greece until Christmas at least."
"Well, good show, Old man!" sniggered Fred.
"Why yes, great job, but are you positive you will only be gone for Christmas, not any longer? You wouldn't want to get our hopes up." Added George.
To this statement, everybody snorted into their eggs. Percy stomped out of the room, looking affronted and up to his room above.
"Wait for it…." Murmured Fred, "Here it comes…"
BOOM!
"What happened?" asked Hermione, trying her best not to burst out into laughter.
"Well, we- umm- made some adjustments to Exploding Snap." Not succeeding like Hermione and rolling around the floor in laughter.
"So what did you do?" Ginny giggled.
" Exploding cauldron bottoms." Sniggered George.
Percy burst through the door. His hair was sticking up, scorch marks were on hair face and his clothes were array.
"Who lined- my –cauldron- with exploding- snap?" He stammered.
The guilty parties, mumbled their excuses and ran for cover out the door.
**
After the whole exploding snap incident, Harry decided to go up to Ron's room and try to catch up on his sleep. Ever since he got that weird piece of parchment for his birthday, he was having trouble sleeping. Memories of Voldemort and the Death Eaters came flooding back to him in his sleep.
"Oi, Harry. Want to play a game of Quidditch? Fred and George agreed to play!"
"Sure Ron, Give me a second though, I'll be down in a minute."
As Harry walked to the stairs, he heard a voice carefully humming a song. He stood by their door, listening almost as if he was in a trance. He slowly opened the person's door. On the bed flipping through a copy of Witch's Weekly was Ginny. She sang on, not noticing that Harry was standing in her doorway gaping at her. Harry inhaled loudly, not meaning to disturb her, and placed a hand over his mouth. Ginny slowly turned, until she was face to face with The Boy That Lived.
"Oops." Stammered Harry " I didn't mean to disturb you…"
"It's okay," blushed the youngest Weasley "I didn't think anyone was listening"
"Well, if this makes the situation any less uncomfortable, you have a very pretty voice. Erm.. Do you want to play Quidditch with us?"
" Thanks, and I'd love too. Lets me just get my broom."
As they met everyone else in the apple orchard, they had gotten over the whole humming incident and were joking and teasing that it made the other Weasleys almost uncomfortable. While Hermione, standing behind Ron, just stifled a giggle and a knowing smile with her hand.
"Wittle Ginniekins is all grown up-"
"Soon, she won't need her brothers-"
"She'll have big, strong Harry to look out for her-"
"But he will do more then look!"
As the exchange between Fred and George progressed, Harry and Ginny, both simultaneously turned a nice rosey colour. Harry took off on his broom to avoid all confrontations. Ginny on the other hand turned redder.
"Fred, George, my dear brothers of mine." She said sweetly, pausing for dramatic effect. "How much would our dear mother like to know about, Angelina and Katie? I'm thinking quite a bit…" She turned as if to run in the other direction. "Won't she?"
"Umm- really Gin-"
"Yes, our sweet sister, who means so very- much- to us-"
"We didn't – mean- to um-"
"Say such things about you and dear Harry."
Ginny looked appraisingly over them, decided to not say anything, and hopped on her broom. When she got into the air, she flew over to Harry,
"Sorry about that, they just like teasing me, and this time you just happened to be involved. Sorry." she mumbled.
"Anytime." He grinned.
***
The next day, the Weasleys, plus Harry and Hermione, went into Diagon Alley. The separated and strolled off. Left in a group was Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Ginny.
"Were to? The Leaky Cauldron, for a butterbeer? Apothecary? 'Cause, I am running low on squid tentacles." Stated Ron.
"What about Flourish and Blotts? I need to pick a book on curses and counter curses." Harry said.
"Why do you need a book on curses? Is it on our reading list?" Hermione, was now very worried, thinking that she might have forgotten something so important to their studies.
"No, no it is just something I want more background reading on." Harry replied.
"Well, now your thinking properly, with the whole You-Know-Who thing going on."
"I don't want to get it because of Voldemort- opps, sorry- I want to get so I can learn some more on defense and dueling."
They all agreed and went into Flourish and Blotts.
***
"Nagini, come closer, what news do you have for you master?"
"Massster, not to dissssappoint you, but the medallion can not be found………."