Author's Note: In the second section of this chapter, I'm going to assume
that Harry's and Ron's birthdays are not too far apart, since I have no
idea when Ron's birthday is. It's been a while since I've read all of the
books together. Has it ever been mentioned?
Disclaimer: All of the HP characters belong to the wonderful J. K. Rowling, but she's kind enough to let me borrow them every now and then for my own entertainment...like now, for instance.
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Chapter 2
Harry had barely stopped spinning when he was roughly grabbed by several pairs of hands. Cheers erupted all around him, followed by several "Hey Harry!" and many thumps on the back.
"Alright, alright. Give the boy some air!" shouted a familiar voice. Harry looked around, grinning broadly. Mrs. Weasley was standing a little off to the side (Mr. Weasley was right next to her) with hands on her hips. She was trying to look stern, but failing, because of the smile she was giving Harry. Fred, George, and Ron released Harry as Mrs. Weasley gave him a big hug.
"It's good to see you again, dear," Mrs. Weasley said, releasing Harry. The past year had been absolutely horrible for her. She'd felt on the verge of a panic attack every few minutes, worrying about one member of her family or another, including Harry and Hermione. Poor Hermione...Mrs. Weasley gave an involuntary shudder as the thought of what had almost happened to Harry and Ron's best friend hit her for the hundredth time that month.
Molly hadn't been there personally (the Order had needed her elsewhere) , but Mr. Weasley had filled her in on what had happened when she learned that Hermione was in St. Mungo's. A meeting of the Order had been called at the Ministry. She had tried to stop the children from going, but to no avail. There had been fighting everywhere...bloodshed as far as the eye could see. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had stayed mostly out of it. Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Harry, and several others had been fighting their way through, trying to get to him. Harry had gotten to him first by avenging Sirius death and getting rid of Bellatrix (who had been "guarding" Voldemort). Many spells had then been thrown back and forth between them; the Death Eaters had held off Albus and the others, leaving Voldemort and Harry to deal only with each other. There had been a blood-curdling scream that had caught them both off guard for a moment. Harry had been the first to regain his composure; he had then put the Cruciatus Curse on Voldemort, lifting it only to finally end it all. Then all hell broke loose.
The remaining Death Eaters had fought tooth and nail to escape, killing several members of the Order. At least ten witches and wizards had gathered together and cast a very strong spell, preventing the Death Eaters' escapes. They had then learned what (or should I say, who) had screamed so terribly. Hermione Granger had been dueling with one of the Death Eaters. She had tried to block the spell he or she had sent in her direction, but it hit her anyway, nearly killing her. She was taken to St. Mungo's as soon as possible. Thank God they had been able to save her! Besides Hermione's parents, Harry had been the most worried about her. He had to be practically dragged from her bedside at night to get some rest himself. He hadn't slept at all the first 48 hours.
Mrs. Weasley shook her head, trying to clear it of such thoughts. 'It will not do to dwell on the past,' she thought. The kids (meaning Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny, of course) had finally laid off of Harry a little bit. Fred and George had grabbed Harry's trunk and were heading up the stairs with it, followed by Ron, Harry, and lastly Ginny. Mr. Weasley grinned and sat down to his breakfast while Mrs. Weasley busied herself around the kitchen preparing a plate for Harry.
Roughly 3 weeks before school starts...
Harry and Ron (having passed their Apparation tests not too long ago) decided to take the Fred-and-George route and began to Apparate and Disapparate just about everywhere, much to the chagrin of Ginny and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Fred and George found this quite amusing and began to join the boys in regularly scaring Ginny. They also began using magic around the house since they were now old enough to do so.
"Boys, lunch is ready!" hollered Mrs. Weasley. "But please use the stairs!" These words were barely out of her mouth when CRACK! Harry and Ron appeared at the foot of the stairs with (CRACK) Fred and George just behind them.
"Oh for Goodness sake..." she began, but was cut off when Hedwig flew in the open window with what appeared to be their notices about the start of term in her beak. 'That's odd,' thought Harry. 'I sent her with a letter to Hermione.' Hedwig did have Hermione's response, however. It was written on a tiny piece of parchment and didn't look to be more than a couple of sentences long. Harry had written Hermione quite a lengthy letter and was surprised that he felt a little aggravated with her for not writing more than that in response. Harry stuffed the letter in his pocket and sat down at the table to a lunch of a variety of sandwiches and stews. The conversation was mainly about what everyone thought the new DADA teacher was going to be like (the one in their sixth year had been involved in the fight at the Ministry and had been badly injured, though it had not been life threatening, he had not wanted to return for the coming year). Even though Fred and George no longer attended Hogwarts and were currently working on acquiring a place of their own close to their joke shop , they still loved talking about what perils lay ahead for the new teacher. Harry had been only half listening. His mind was on the letter burning a hole in his pocket...
******************** Sorry for the cliff hanger, but I want reviews people! Come on, tell me what you think! Love it? Hate it? Any ideas for other pairings? Who should Ginny be with? By the way, I need a beta reader. Any takers? E-mail me at sheagreeneyes@aol.com and let me know!
Have a good 4th of July everyone!
Disclaimer: All of the HP characters belong to the wonderful J. K. Rowling, but she's kind enough to let me borrow them every now and then for my own entertainment...like now, for instance.
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Chapter 2
Harry had barely stopped spinning when he was roughly grabbed by several pairs of hands. Cheers erupted all around him, followed by several "Hey Harry!" and many thumps on the back.
"Alright, alright. Give the boy some air!" shouted a familiar voice. Harry looked around, grinning broadly. Mrs. Weasley was standing a little off to the side (Mr. Weasley was right next to her) with hands on her hips. She was trying to look stern, but failing, because of the smile she was giving Harry. Fred, George, and Ron released Harry as Mrs. Weasley gave him a big hug.
"It's good to see you again, dear," Mrs. Weasley said, releasing Harry. The past year had been absolutely horrible for her. She'd felt on the verge of a panic attack every few minutes, worrying about one member of her family or another, including Harry and Hermione. Poor Hermione...Mrs. Weasley gave an involuntary shudder as the thought of what had almost happened to Harry and Ron's best friend hit her for the hundredth time that month.
Molly hadn't been there personally (the Order had needed her elsewhere) , but Mr. Weasley had filled her in on what had happened when she learned that Hermione was in St. Mungo's. A meeting of the Order had been called at the Ministry. She had tried to stop the children from going, but to no avail. There had been fighting everywhere...bloodshed as far as the eye could see. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had stayed mostly out of it. Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Harry, and several others had been fighting their way through, trying to get to him. Harry had gotten to him first by avenging Sirius death and getting rid of Bellatrix (who had been "guarding" Voldemort). Many spells had then been thrown back and forth between them; the Death Eaters had held off Albus and the others, leaving Voldemort and Harry to deal only with each other. There had been a blood-curdling scream that had caught them both off guard for a moment. Harry had been the first to regain his composure; he had then put the Cruciatus Curse on Voldemort, lifting it only to finally end it all. Then all hell broke loose.
The remaining Death Eaters had fought tooth and nail to escape, killing several members of the Order. At least ten witches and wizards had gathered together and cast a very strong spell, preventing the Death Eaters' escapes. They had then learned what (or should I say, who) had screamed so terribly. Hermione Granger had been dueling with one of the Death Eaters. She had tried to block the spell he or she had sent in her direction, but it hit her anyway, nearly killing her. She was taken to St. Mungo's as soon as possible. Thank God they had been able to save her! Besides Hermione's parents, Harry had been the most worried about her. He had to be practically dragged from her bedside at night to get some rest himself. He hadn't slept at all the first 48 hours.
Mrs. Weasley shook her head, trying to clear it of such thoughts. 'It will not do to dwell on the past,' she thought. The kids (meaning Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny, of course) had finally laid off of Harry a little bit. Fred and George had grabbed Harry's trunk and were heading up the stairs with it, followed by Ron, Harry, and lastly Ginny. Mr. Weasley grinned and sat down to his breakfast while Mrs. Weasley busied herself around the kitchen preparing a plate for Harry.
Roughly 3 weeks before school starts...
Harry and Ron (having passed their Apparation tests not too long ago) decided to take the Fred-and-George route and began to Apparate and Disapparate just about everywhere, much to the chagrin of Ginny and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Fred and George found this quite amusing and began to join the boys in regularly scaring Ginny. They also began using magic around the house since they were now old enough to do so.
"Boys, lunch is ready!" hollered Mrs. Weasley. "But please use the stairs!" These words were barely out of her mouth when CRACK! Harry and Ron appeared at the foot of the stairs with (CRACK) Fred and George just behind them.
"Oh for Goodness sake..." she began, but was cut off when Hedwig flew in the open window with what appeared to be their notices about the start of term in her beak. 'That's odd,' thought Harry. 'I sent her with a letter to Hermione.' Hedwig did have Hermione's response, however. It was written on a tiny piece of parchment and didn't look to be more than a couple of sentences long. Harry had written Hermione quite a lengthy letter and was surprised that he felt a little aggravated with her for not writing more than that in response. Harry stuffed the letter in his pocket and sat down at the table to a lunch of a variety of sandwiches and stews. The conversation was mainly about what everyone thought the new DADA teacher was going to be like (the one in their sixth year had been involved in the fight at the Ministry and had been badly injured, though it had not been life threatening, he had not wanted to return for the coming year). Even though Fred and George no longer attended Hogwarts and were currently working on acquiring a place of their own close to their joke shop , they still loved talking about what perils lay ahead for the new teacher. Harry had been only half listening. His mind was on the letter burning a hole in his pocket...
******************** Sorry for the cliff hanger, but I want reviews people! Come on, tell me what you think! Love it? Hate it? Any ideas for other pairings? Who should Ginny be with? By the way, I need a beta reader. Any takers? E-mail me at sheagreeneyes@aol.com and let me know!
Have a good 4th of July everyone!