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Harry Potter and the Scottish Play
Chapter Five - At the Burrow
"Oh Harry! Sirius! Come now, drop your belongings right over there and come have some cocoa," Molly Weasley said. Her and the other Weasleys were all still awake, except for Ginny.
"I hope we didn't keep you all up Mrs. Weasley," Harry worried.
"Nonsense... none of the boys are ever asleep this early anyway," she said, throwing a jesting glare over at Fred and George who were playing a game of Wizards' Chess.
"Oh mother," Fred called from his spot on the floor. "You always let us stay up this late anyway!"
Molly crinkled her face. "Hush now you two..." She then turned her attention to their guests. Taking a quick glance at the numberless clock on the wall, Molly smiled at Harry. "You'll find Ron in his room... feel free to go get him for cocoa!"
Harry thanked Mrs. Weasley and ran up the stairs. Catching a glimpse of Ron's name on one of the closed doors, Harry knocked on it and waited.
"Go away Ginny! You should be asleep by now!" came Ron's voice through the wooden barrier.
Harry chuckled. "Ron! It's me!"
The two friends greeted each other with big smiles and boyhood enthusiasm. Ron shut his bedroom door before his mother told them to keep it down.
Moments later, Molly called the two boys back downstairs and served everyone hot cocoa.
That night, Harry slept soundly for the first time all summer. The serene and calming noises of crickets chirping and owls softly hooting acted like a lullaby to Harry.
Before he knew it, the bright sunshine was bursting through the windows of the Burrow. "C'mon! Get up now!" Molly Weasley said cheerfully to Ron and Harry. She yanked back Ron's Chudley Cannons draperies causing both boys to throw the covers over their heads.
"It's too early! Diagon Alley isn't going anywhere..." moaned Ron from his own bed.
"Don't be ridculous! We've got much to do today! Your owls from Hogwarts just arrived! Now come along... don't keep everyone waiting..." Molly warned before heading to George and Fred's room.
Forty-five minutes and waking five sleepy children later, Molly Weasley and Sirius Black were leading the group around diagon Alley. Arthur Weasley was at the Ministry of Magic working on the latest raid of some sort.
George and Fred had already graduated from Hogwarts, but their mother wanted to purchase some items for them at Flourish & Botts anyway. Molly skimmed down the list that was included in the annual letter from Hogwarts when something different caught her eye. "What's this... Macbeth...?"
"What's that mum?" Ginny asked.
George took the letter from his mother. "Doesn't say what class it's for but, how odd... all three of you have it on your lists."
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Harry Potter and the Scottish Play
Chapter Five - At the Burrow
"Oh Harry! Sirius! Come now, drop your belongings right over there and come have some cocoa," Molly Weasley said. Her and the other Weasleys were all still awake, except for Ginny.
"I hope we didn't keep you all up Mrs. Weasley," Harry worried.
"Nonsense... none of the boys are ever asleep this early anyway," she said, throwing a jesting glare over at Fred and George who were playing a game of Wizards' Chess.
"Oh mother," Fred called from his spot on the floor. "You always let us stay up this late anyway!"
Molly crinkled her face. "Hush now you two..." She then turned her attention to their guests. Taking a quick glance at the numberless clock on the wall, Molly smiled at Harry. "You'll find Ron in his room... feel free to go get him for cocoa!"
Harry thanked Mrs. Weasley and ran up the stairs. Catching a glimpse of Ron's name on one of the closed doors, Harry knocked on it and waited.
"Go away Ginny! You should be asleep by now!" came Ron's voice through the wooden barrier.
Harry chuckled. "Ron! It's me!"
The two friends greeted each other with big smiles and boyhood enthusiasm. Ron shut his bedroom door before his mother told them to keep it down.
Moments later, Molly called the two boys back downstairs and served everyone hot cocoa.
That night, Harry slept soundly for the first time all summer. The serene and calming noises of crickets chirping and owls softly hooting acted like a lullaby to Harry.
Before he knew it, the bright sunshine was bursting through the windows of the Burrow. "C'mon! Get up now!" Molly Weasley said cheerfully to Ron and Harry. She yanked back Ron's Chudley Cannons draperies causing both boys to throw the covers over their heads.
"It's too early! Diagon Alley isn't going anywhere..." moaned Ron from his own bed.
"Don't be ridculous! We've got much to do today! Your owls from Hogwarts just arrived! Now come along... don't keep everyone waiting..." Molly warned before heading to George and Fred's room.
Forty-five minutes and waking five sleepy children later, Molly Weasley and Sirius Black were leading the group around diagon Alley. Arthur Weasley was at the Ministry of Magic working on the latest raid of some sort.
George and Fred had already graduated from Hogwarts, but their mother wanted to purchase some items for them at Flourish & Botts anyway. Molly skimmed down the list that was included in the annual letter from Hogwarts when something different caught her eye. "What's this... Macbeth...?"
"What's that mum?" Ginny asked.
George took the letter from his mother. "Doesn't say what class it's for but, how odd... all three of you have it on your lists."