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"Harry Dear! I'm so happy you could join us this summer," boomed Mrs. Weasly as Harry walked through the door, closely followed by Ron, "Where are your things?"
"Right-ugh-here mum" and 19-year-old George said dragging a very large trunk through the door.
"And here" George's twin brother Fred said, caring in Hedwig's cage.
"Harry you've grown so much," Mrs. Weasly said putting a hand on his shoulder. Harry had grown very much since last summer. He was now a week into his 17-year-old life. He was very tall now with chiseled features that carved his handsome face, his lightening bolt scar still visible on his forehead. Ron had grown as well, he was no a few inches taller then Harry with scruffy bright orange hair and freckles scattered all over his face.
"Thank you Mrs. Weasly" Harry said politely as they all sat at the dining table. Harry remembered the kitchen very well. Every time he visited Ron's home it fascinated him more. He never grew up in wizard's home, just an average muggle's home. With every moving photograph of the family, or a self-scrubbing pan. The house never ceased to amaze Harry, "Where's Mr. Weasly?"
"Oh at Work as usual. They're rumors going around of a promotion. We're all crossing out fingers for him. He's been working in Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office for ages now. 'Bout time I say." She said getting up, "cup of tea deary?"
"No thanks mum, I want to show Harry something in my room" Ron said, standing from the table and pulling Harry up with him. "C'mon" he muttered as they ran up the steps, "Percy's come to visit. Says he has some type of news for us," muttered gesturing towards a door with a large "P" on it. A couple of more flights of stairs, near the top, they reached Ron's room and opened it. It hasn't changed since Harry first visited the Weasly household. The same Chudley Cannon poster were zooming everywhere, and his small messenger owl, Pig, sat in its small cage in a corner of the room. It looked like it hadn't grown a day old. It was still small enough to fit in your hand but loud as an average sized owl. It began to hop up and down, squeaking and twittering at the site of Harry. "Shut up you stupid little bird" Ron spat at it. Harry just smiled as he walked up the cage, and allowed pig to nip affectionately at his index finger.
"Is Hermoine coming?" Harry asked, seeing out of the corner of his eye Ron sitting on his bed. He could see his ears go pink at her name. Ron hasn't admitted yet but he's had a crush on Hermoine for quite a while now, it was very obvious.
"Yea, she should be here around dinner time," Ron said shifting his attention else where in the room, "Any word from Sirus lately?"
"Last letter I got from him he said he was in Ireland. He's doing fine, still roaming as Padfoot though. Said he was going to try to find a nice family to-OUCH," Harry yelled pulling his finger out the cage. Pig had gotten a little carried away and bit Harry a little too hard. He sat on Ron's bed beside him, "to-uh-adopt him," he said as he put his finger in his mouth. "How's Percy's job going?"
"Oh, same ol' same ol',". Ron said shrugging his shoulder but was interrupted by his mother shrilling voice coming from downstairs.
"Ron!" she yelled, "Come down here!"
"Wonder what she wants?" he said getting up, "stay here. I'll be back in a second." Ron said running downstairs. Harry looked at one of the posters as a Seeker zoomed in every direction chasing a tiny gold ball, but not succeeding in his challenge. Just as he was a few inches from capture the tiny prize, Ginny came busting through the door. She instantly seized a nearby bookshelf, throwing books onto the ground.
"Ron! Where'd you put my Weird Sisters cd? You always take my stuff and never-" she turned and stopped in her tracks and her eyes went wide. "Oh Harry" Ginny said breathlessly and almost instantly her face began to turn a beat red such as Ron's.
"Hello Ginny. Good to see you" he said, she was now 16 with her long red hair flowing down to her mid back. Harry hadn't noticed before, but she was becoming a very beautiful women.
"Oh-uh h-hi H-Harry" she stuttered, backing towards the door. "I'll- uh I'll come back later." She said and bolted out of the door. Harry softly laughed to himself. He was very much aware of Ginny's infatuation with him but it didn't bother him. He continued to watch the seeker zoom around, almost falling off his broom here and there. Ron soon came back with a grim look on his face.
"We have to go into the attic and get the separate cot for Hermoine." Ron said as he leaned against the doorframe.
"What's so wrong with that?" Harry said standing up, "it's just an attic. Right?"
"The ghoul" Ron muttered, "I hope it's one of her good days." He said as he turned and headed up another flight of stairs. Harry had never been into the Weasly's attack and continued to wonder what could be so horrible about this particular ghoul.
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"Harry Dear! I'm so happy you could join us this summer," boomed Mrs. Weasly as Harry walked through the door, closely followed by Ron, "Where are your things?"
"Right-ugh-here mum" and 19-year-old George said dragging a very large trunk through the door.
"And here" George's twin brother Fred said, caring in Hedwig's cage.
"Harry you've grown so much," Mrs. Weasly said putting a hand on his shoulder. Harry had grown very much since last summer. He was now a week into his 17-year-old life. He was very tall now with chiseled features that carved his handsome face, his lightening bolt scar still visible on his forehead. Ron had grown as well, he was no a few inches taller then Harry with scruffy bright orange hair and freckles scattered all over his face.
"Thank you Mrs. Weasly" Harry said politely as they all sat at the dining table. Harry remembered the kitchen very well. Every time he visited Ron's home it fascinated him more. He never grew up in wizard's home, just an average muggle's home. With every moving photograph of the family, or a self-scrubbing pan. The house never ceased to amaze Harry, "Where's Mr. Weasly?"
"Oh at Work as usual. They're rumors going around of a promotion. We're all crossing out fingers for him. He's been working in Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office for ages now. 'Bout time I say." She said getting up, "cup of tea deary?"
"No thanks mum, I want to show Harry something in my room" Ron said, standing from the table and pulling Harry up with him. "C'mon" he muttered as they ran up the steps, "Percy's come to visit. Says he has some type of news for us," muttered gesturing towards a door with a large "P" on it. A couple of more flights of stairs, near the top, they reached Ron's room and opened it. It hasn't changed since Harry first visited the Weasly household. The same Chudley Cannon poster were zooming everywhere, and his small messenger owl, Pig, sat in its small cage in a corner of the room. It looked like it hadn't grown a day old. It was still small enough to fit in your hand but loud as an average sized owl. It began to hop up and down, squeaking and twittering at the site of Harry. "Shut up you stupid little bird" Ron spat at it. Harry just smiled as he walked up the cage, and allowed pig to nip affectionately at his index finger.
"Is Hermoine coming?" Harry asked, seeing out of the corner of his eye Ron sitting on his bed. He could see his ears go pink at her name. Ron hasn't admitted yet but he's had a crush on Hermoine for quite a while now, it was very obvious.
"Yea, she should be here around dinner time," Ron said shifting his attention else where in the room, "Any word from Sirus lately?"
"Last letter I got from him he said he was in Ireland. He's doing fine, still roaming as Padfoot though. Said he was going to try to find a nice family to-OUCH," Harry yelled pulling his finger out the cage. Pig had gotten a little carried away and bit Harry a little too hard. He sat on Ron's bed beside him, "to-uh-adopt him," he said as he put his finger in his mouth. "How's Percy's job going?"
"Oh, same ol' same ol',". Ron said shrugging his shoulder but was interrupted by his mother shrilling voice coming from downstairs.
"Ron!" she yelled, "Come down here!"
"Wonder what she wants?" he said getting up, "stay here. I'll be back in a second." Ron said running downstairs. Harry looked at one of the posters as a Seeker zoomed in every direction chasing a tiny gold ball, but not succeeding in his challenge. Just as he was a few inches from capture the tiny prize, Ginny came busting through the door. She instantly seized a nearby bookshelf, throwing books onto the ground.
"Ron! Where'd you put my Weird Sisters cd? You always take my stuff and never-" she turned and stopped in her tracks and her eyes went wide. "Oh Harry" Ginny said breathlessly and almost instantly her face began to turn a beat red such as Ron's.
"Hello Ginny. Good to see you" he said, she was now 16 with her long red hair flowing down to her mid back. Harry hadn't noticed before, but she was becoming a very beautiful women.
"Oh-uh h-hi H-Harry" she stuttered, backing towards the door. "I'll- uh I'll come back later." She said and bolted out of the door. Harry softly laughed to himself. He was very much aware of Ginny's infatuation with him but it didn't bother him. He continued to watch the seeker zoom around, almost falling off his broom here and there. Ron soon came back with a grim look on his face.
"We have to go into the attic and get the separate cot for Hermoine." Ron said as he leaned against the doorframe.
"What's so wrong with that?" Harry said standing up, "it's just an attic. Right?"
"The ghoul" Ron muttered, "I hope it's one of her good days." He said as he turned and headed up another flight of stairs. Harry had never been into the Weasly's attack and continued to wonder what could be so horrible about this particular ghoul.
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