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cHAPTER tWO - mUDBLOODS aND hALFBREEDS
Harry checked to make sure that the fireplace was unblocked, and then proceeded to pack his trunk. He was much happier than he had been five minutes ago, at least he would be with the Weasley's now. CRASH. Uh-oh, thought Harry. Mrs. Weasley must be here. He packed as quickly as possible and sprinted down the stairs. "Hi Mrs. Weasley," he smiled. "Hello Harry dear. All packed?" "Yes. I'm so happy to be going to the burrow!" Mrs. Weasley frowned. "Actually, dear we must do some unfortunate business and clear out some things at Grimmauld Place." "Oh," frowned Harry. For a minute he had been so happy to go to the burrow, and now he had to clean out Sirius' things. "Uncle Vernon, Mrs. Weasley's here, I'm leaving!" he shouted. There was no response, but Harry could hear Aunt Petunia still crying. "I'm very sorry about Mrs. Figg, Harry," consoled Mrs. Weasley. "It's okay, I didn't really know her that well, but my aunt and uncle did." They both stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say. "Here's some Floo Powder Harry, off you go." "12 Grimmauld Place!" he shouted. His head started to spin and he landed with a thud.
"Harry!" squealed a voice. He immediately saw loads of brown hair speeding at him. The girl branded him with an enormous hug, almost knocking him over. "Hi Hermione!" he gasped, out of breath. "Ron and Ginny are upstairs, keeping an eye on Kreacher, you know. They wouldn't let me talk to him for some reason. If only they could just listen to me about S.P.E.W., they would understand me better." She droned on like this for quite some time. "I think they already know enough about spew, Hermione." "For the last time Harry, it's S.P." "Oi! Harry!" Harry looked up and saw Ron looking down on him. Ron looked just the same as he had since Harry last saw him." "Come up here! Ginny's up here as well." "The both of them are really stubborn, you know, they wouldn't even listen to me about S.P.E.W.--" "Er, Hermione?" interrupted Harry. "Ron wants me to come upstairs." "What? Oh yes, of course, go ahead." Hermione continued to talk to herself about S.P.E.W. as Harry walked up the stairs.
Harry opened the door to the first room on the left-"If only my mistress could see me now, the house full of mudbloods and halfbreeds, what a shame." "Hey guys," said Harry. "Hello Harry, how was your summer?" smiled Ginny. Ron elbowed her in the stomach. "Ow! Ron, what the hell was that for? I-oh, right." Ginny looked down for a moment and then walked over to Harry and hugged him sympathetically. "I'm sorry Harry, oh I just feel awful now." "No really Ginny, it's okay." "MUDBLOODS AND HALFBREEDS! MUDBLOODS AND HALFBREEDS!" "Look you little git, someone's going to give you a good." The daily prophet was lying on the desk next to Harry. It appeared to be a few weeks old. He picked it up and was shocked by what he saw.
Sirius Black: Mass Murderer Killed in Battle
Cutthroat murderer, Sirius Black, has been killed. In a battle against Death Eaters in the Department of Ministry, he was slain by fellow Death Eater and cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. The reason for the murder is unknown, although Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, was present. With him were Ministry members Nymphadora Tonks and Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody. They were joined by Remus Lupin, former Hogwarts teacher (and reported werewolf). Also present were Hogwarts students Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, and boy-who- lived, Harry Potter. A shocking revelation showed that the Ministry's Lucius Malfoy is in suspicion of being a death eater. Nobody present was willing to share what went on in the Department of Ministries, although the Ministry's Head, Cornelius Fudge, believes that Dumbledore and Lupin were in contact with Black, and may even have helped him hide. "We are most gracious," said Fudge, "to be rid of a terrible man like Black." The Daily Prophet will continue to update this story in tomorrow's edition.
Harry felt a great surge of anger. So the Ministry of Magic was STILL acting like Sirius was a murderer, after battling the death eaters! "Was anyone going to tell me about this?" Harry glared. "Oh no!" cried Ginny softly. Anger was bubbling up inside Harry. "SO THIS IS WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE WIZARDING WORLD? EVERYONE TALKS TO EACH OTHER, BUT NEVER TO ME! I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!" Harry stormed out of the room, listening to Kreacher talk about mudblood and halfbreeds. He climbed down the stairs and saw a familiar face. "Professor Lupin!" smiled Harry, although he was still angry. "Harry, I've told you a million times, you can call me Remus." Harry grinned. "Okay, Remus." "I trust you've seen the article? I had the pleasure of hearing you yell at Ron and Ginny." Harry looked down at the floor, embarrassed. "Don't feel too bad, everyone is probably going to suspect I'm making trouble," he sighed, referring to his mention in the Daily Prophet." "How could they say that about Sirius? Don't they know the truth?" "Of course they do Harry," said Remus. "The Daily Prophet represents the Ministry. Do you think they'll admit that they made a big mistake? They wrongly imprisoned a man for years. It wouldn't be a smart decision on their part." Harry frowned. "It just makes me so mad!" "I know, Harry. But as I was clearing the attic, I found something that might make you happier." Harry followed Remus up the stairs and climbed into the attic. Remus went into the back and emerged with a large picture containing. "SIRIUS!" "Hello, Harry," Sirius smiled through the picture.
cHAPTER tWO - mUDBLOODS aND hALFBREEDS
Harry checked to make sure that the fireplace was unblocked, and then proceeded to pack his trunk. He was much happier than he had been five minutes ago, at least he would be with the Weasley's now. CRASH. Uh-oh, thought Harry. Mrs. Weasley must be here. He packed as quickly as possible and sprinted down the stairs. "Hi Mrs. Weasley," he smiled. "Hello Harry dear. All packed?" "Yes. I'm so happy to be going to the burrow!" Mrs. Weasley frowned. "Actually, dear we must do some unfortunate business and clear out some things at Grimmauld Place." "Oh," frowned Harry. For a minute he had been so happy to go to the burrow, and now he had to clean out Sirius' things. "Uncle Vernon, Mrs. Weasley's here, I'm leaving!" he shouted. There was no response, but Harry could hear Aunt Petunia still crying. "I'm very sorry about Mrs. Figg, Harry," consoled Mrs. Weasley. "It's okay, I didn't really know her that well, but my aunt and uncle did." They both stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say. "Here's some Floo Powder Harry, off you go." "12 Grimmauld Place!" he shouted. His head started to spin and he landed with a thud.
"Harry!" squealed a voice. He immediately saw loads of brown hair speeding at him. The girl branded him with an enormous hug, almost knocking him over. "Hi Hermione!" he gasped, out of breath. "Ron and Ginny are upstairs, keeping an eye on Kreacher, you know. They wouldn't let me talk to him for some reason. If only they could just listen to me about S.P.E.W., they would understand me better." She droned on like this for quite some time. "I think they already know enough about spew, Hermione." "For the last time Harry, it's S.P." "Oi! Harry!" Harry looked up and saw Ron looking down on him. Ron looked just the same as he had since Harry last saw him." "Come up here! Ginny's up here as well." "The both of them are really stubborn, you know, they wouldn't even listen to me about S.P.E.W.--" "Er, Hermione?" interrupted Harry. "Ron wants me to come upstairs." "What? Oh yes, of course, go ahead." Hermione continued to talk to herself about S.P.E.W. as Harry walked up the stairs.
Harry opened the door to the first room on the left-"If only my mistress could see me now, the house full of mudbloods and halfbreeds, what a shame." "Hey guys," said Harry. "Hello Harry, how was your summer?" smiled Ginny. Ron elbowed her in the stomach. "Ow! Ron, what the hell was that for? I-oh, right." Ginny looked down for a moment and then walked over to Harry and hugged him sympathetically. "I'm sorry Harry, oh I just feel awful now." "No really Ginny, it's okay." "MUDBLOODS AND HALFBREEDS! MUDBLOODS AND HALFBREEDS!" "Look you little git, someone's going to give you a good." The daily prophet was lying on the desk next to Harry. It appeared to be a few weeks old. He picked it up and was shocked by what he saw.
Sirius Black: Mass Murderer Killed in Battle
Cutthroat murderer, Sirius Black, has been killed. In a battle against Death Eaters in the Department of Ministry, he was slain by fellow Death Eater and cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange. The reason for the murder is unknown, although Headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, was present. With him were Ministry members Nymphadora Tonks and Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody. They were joined by Remus Lupin, former Hogwarts teacher (and reported werewolf). Also present were Hogwarts students Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, and boy-who- lived, Harry Potter. A shocking revelation showed that the Ministry's Lucius Malfoy is in suspicion of being a death eater. Nobody present was willing to share what went on in the Department of Ministries, although the Ministry's Head, Cornelius Fudge, believes that Dumbledore and Lupin were in contact with Black, and may even have helped him hide. "We are most gracious," said Fudge, "to be rid of a terrible man like Black." The Daily Prophet will continue to update this story in tomorrow's edition.
Harry felt a great surge of anger. So the Ministry of Magic was STILL acting like Sirius was a murderer, after battling the death eaters! "Was anyone going to tell me about this?" Harry glared. "Oh no!" cried Ginny softly. Anger was bubbling up inside Harry. "SO THIS IS WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE WIZARDING WORLD? EVERYONE TALKS TO EACH OTHER, BUT NEVER TO ME! I DON'T BELIEVE YOU!" Harry stormed out of the room, listening to Kreacher talk about mudblood and halfbreeds. He climbed down the stairs and saw a familiar face. "Professor Lupin!" smiled Harry, although he was still angry. "Harry, I've told you a million times, you can call me Remus." Harry grinned. "Okay, Remus." "I trust you've seen the article? I had the pleasure of hearing you yell at Ron and Ginny." Harry looked down at the floor, embarrassed. "Don't feel too bad, everyone is probably going to suspect I'm making trouble," he sighed, referring to his mention in the Daily Prophet." "How could they say that about Sirius? Don't they know the truth?" "Of course they do Harry," said Remus. "The Daily Prophet represents the Ministry. Do you think they'll admit that they made a big mistake? They wrongly imprisoned a man for years. It wouldn't be a smart decision on their part." Harry frowned. "It just makes me so mad!" "I know, Harry. But as I was clearing the attic, I found something that might make you happier." Harry followed Remus up the stairs and climbed into the attic. Remus went into the back and emerged with a large picture containing. "SIRIUS!" "Hello, Harry," Sirius smiled through the picture.