Disclaimer ~ I don't own these people. I just control them.
A/N: Thanks to all of those who reviewed my last chapter. Well, on with the reading. This is for ChoChanger and hermione; who were both kind enough to review. Enjoy.
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"Ahem." Molly Weasley cleared her throat as she continued to knit. Ron gave her an agitated look. "Now, Ron, you're face is going to freeze like that."
Ron rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. How many times had he heard that one growing up? Too many to still believe it, that was for sure. He looked back down on the floor.
"How about I go and get you some soup?" She looked hopefully at Ron, whose face stayed the same. "Okay, then." Molly stood up from her chair and brushed her lap off. "Ginny! Ginny, come and watch your brother. I have to run to Diagon Alley and pick a few things up."
"Okay mum!" Ginny came in from the kitchen area holding a chess board against her chest. "Ron, how about a game?"
Ron huffed as Ginny put the board in front of him and started to set up the little chess pieces. There was a loud knock on the door and Ginny groaned as she pulled herself off of the floor. "Stay here. I'll be right back." As she was leaving the room, she took one final glance over her shoulder.
Ron pulled the covers off of his lap. He needed his wand. Knowing his mother, she had probably locked it in the small hall closet. He tiptoed over the closet and twisted the doorknob. Locked. Ron cursed. Slowly, a smile crept upon his face as he moved back to the living room davenport side-table. He opened the drawer slowly, listening to the conversation Ginny was having with the person at the door. "No, that's quite alright." He heard her say to the person at the door.
He reached into the drawer and pulled out a small round piece of candy. He rubbed it between his hands and felt the warmth from the candy radiating into his palms. He smiled wickedly as he rolled the small ball under the closet door.
He counted off a few seconds and heard a pop. The door clicked open and a small cloud of smoke erupted from the depths of the closet. He smiled. Closet Bombs. Not one of Fred and George's best inventions but had come in quite handy as a child.
He climbed into the closet and reached up onto the top shelf. Just as he had thought. His mother always put things that she had taken away from him on the top shelf. Unfortunately for Molly, Ron wasn't so little anymore, and his 6- foot-2 frame could easily reach the top shelf.
He grabbed the wand and apparated as soon as he saw Ginny come back into the room. He laughed at the look on his sister's face as he apparated to the Forbidden Forest. He still chuckled to himself. He began to walk, looking around for evidence. 'Any kind of evidence would do,' he thought as he looked around.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he felt an all too familiar foreboding. Then he heard it. The same rustling noise he had heard before he was attacked. He stopped dead in his tracks and the noise stopped. 'Your mind is just playing games with you, Ron.' He nodded and started to walk again.
A hand grasped tightly on his shoulder. He winced, "Ow, what the-" he started as he was spun around.
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Hermione opened her eyes. She could hardly ever remember being as tired as she was right then. She could hear voices, but her brain kept telling her to shut her eyes. They began to sink shut again, until she heard a shout, "Obliviate!" A thud was the last thing she heard before the light filtering in through the door disappeared. She closed her eyes with a sigh and fell back to sleep.
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"Harry!" Ron screeched. "You scared the wits out of me."
"Good, you bloody deserve it."
"Oh, come on mate, you knew I would come." Ron said wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder.
"I love your sister, and your mum, but I knew there was no way they were going to be able to watch you. That's why I didn't bring McAllister with me." Harry laughed.
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Hermione opened her eyes and stretched out. She searched around her, but couldn't find Snape. "Professor?"
After minutes of silence no one answered. Was she alone now?
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A/N: Thanks to all of those who reviewed my last chapter. Well, on with the reading. This is for ChoChanger and hermione; who were both kind enough to review. Enjoy.
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"Ahem." Molly Weasley cleared her throat as she continued to knit. Ron gave her an agitated look. "Now, Ron, you're face is going to freeze like that."
Ron rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. How many times had he heard that one growing up? Too many to still believe it, that was for sure. He looked back down on the floor.
"How about I go and get you some soup?" She looked hopefully at Ron, whose face stayed the same. "Okay, then." Molly stood up from her chair and brushed her lap off. "Ginny! Ginny, come and watch your brother. I have to run to Diagon Alley and pick a few things up."
"Okay mum!" Ginny came in from the kitchen area holding a chess board against her chest. "Ron, how about a game?"
Ron huffed as Ginny put the board in front of him and started to set up the little chess pieces. There was a loud knock on the door and Ginny groaned as she pulled herself off of the floor. "Stay here. I'll be right back." As she was leaving the room, she took one final glance over her shoulder.
Ron pulled the covers off of his lap. He needed his wand. Knowing his mother, she had probably locked it in the small hall closet. He tiptoed over the closet and twisted the doorknob. Locked. Ron cursed. Slowly, a smile crept upon his face as he moved back to the living room davenport side-table. He opened the drawer slowly, listening to the conversation Ginny was having with the person at the door. "No, that's quite alright." He heard her say to the person at the door.
He reached into the drawer and pulled out a small round piece of candy. He rubbed it between his hands and felt the warmth from the candy radiating into his palms. He smiled wickedly as he rolled the small ball under the closet door.
He counted off a few seconds and heard a pop. The door clicked open and a small cloud of smoke erupted from the depths of the closet. He smiled. Closet Bombs. Not one of Fred and George's best inventions but had come in quite handy as a child.
He climbed into the closet and reached up onto the top shelf. Just as he had thought. His mother always put things that she had taken away from him on the top shelf. Unfortunately for Molly, Ron wasn't so little anymore, and his 6- foot-2 frame could easily reach the top shelf.
He grabbed the wand and apparated as soon as he saw Ginny come back into the room. He laughed at the look on his sister's face as he apparated to the Forbidden Forest. He still chuckled to himself. He began to walk, looking around for evidence. 'Any kind of evidence would do,' he thought as he looked around.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he felt an all too familiar foreboding. Then he heard it. The same rustling noise he had heard before he was attacked. He stopped dead in his tracks and the noise stopped. 'Your mind is just playing games with you, Ron.' He nodded and started to walk again.
A hand grasped tightly on his shoulder. He winced, "Ow, what the-" he started as he was spun around.
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Hermione opened her eyes. She could hardly ever remember being as tired as she was right then. She could hear voices, but her brain kept telling her to shut her eyes. They began to sink shut again, until she heard a shout, "Obliviate!" A thud was the last thing she heard before the light filtering in through the door disappeared. She closed her eyes with a sigh and fell back to sleep.
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"Harry!" Ron screeched. "You scared the wits out of me."
"Good, you bloody deserve it."
"Oh, come on mate, you knew I would come." Ron said wrapping his arm around Harry's shoulder.
"I love your sister, and your mum, but I knew there was no way they were going to be able to watch you. That's why I didn't bring McAllister with me." Harry laughed.
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Hermione opened her eyes and stretched out. She searched around her, but couldn't find Snape. "Professor?"
After minutes of silence no one answered. Was she alone now?
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