Sixth Year-Chapter 8
"Harry, I thought you lready went to sleep?" Hermione asked when he came over to their usual spot in the common room, including Ron's usual unoccupied chair.
"Me? Sleep before everyone else, Did you hit your head?"
"Of course not, so, where were you?"
"Dumbledore wanted to see me."
"Why?"
"I'm not really sure, he kept comparing us to the Marauders, saying Ron's like Sirius, your Moony, and I'd be my Dad, excepct I'm compleatly different from him, and he compared Snape to Malfoy, minus the boulders."
"What brought all this on?"
"I said my Dad was an arse."
"Why would you say such a thing?"
"Because... What I saw."
"What did you see, Harry?"
"I can't tell you, I promised Snape."
"Promised Snape?" she asked shocked.
"Yes, it's also why he stopped giving me Occulmency lessons."
"What did you do?"
"I was too curious for my own good."
"Huh? If your not going to tell me then..., what else did Dumbledore say?"
"He compared your house elf efforts to my mother trying to protect Slytherins."
"Harry, have you gone mad?"
"No, but Dumbledore might have."
"Was anyone compared to Wormtail?"
"No, thank god or I probably would kill them."
"What happened to him, he wasn't there was he?"
"No, your right, he wasn't, I wonder, where he was, why wasn't he there, was he on some sort of mission for Voldemort, Did Voldemort kill him? Where is he now?"
"I don't know, but it is a possibility Voldemort would terminate him, especially if he's gaining followers."
"Of course he has followers, there's been attacks at least once a month since the ministry."
"Your right, when will he go after a prime target?"
"Like me, when will he attack, he has to attack me, it's been his tradition since first year."
"But, how will he get to you? He can't just waltz into the school."
"He did in first year."
"Fourth year he used a portkey and last year a ruse in your mind."
"That won't work anymore."
"Portkey might."
"But how would Voldemort get a portkey and get it to me?"
"It's Voldemort, who knows?"
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The rest of the house is hearing 'blah, blah Voldemort, blah, blah Voldemort,' and is freaking out so much McGonagall came in,
"What is the problem, here?" She asked sternly.
"Pro... Profes... Professor, their talking about You-Know-Who!" A scared second year answered gestering to Harry and Hermione.
"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, have you realized you have spooked the entire house?"
"What do you mean, Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Your conversation about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
"What? Does the entire house have a habit of eavesdropping on everything I say?" Harry asked angrily.
"It seems so, Mr. Potter, perhaps certain topics should be disscussed in private, between yourself and Miss Granger, if you must speak of things that spook your housemates, I suggest you use a silencing charm, Good night," and off McGonagall went.
"Did Dumbledore speak of anything else?" Hermione asked, once McGonagall was gone, and everyone else was back to whatever they were previously doing.
"Yes, Ron."
"What about him?"
"We will soon learn something, or that's what Dumbledore said."
"He knows of everything that happens here, doesn't he?"
"It certainly seems that way."
A few days before Christmas break, "I HATE Quidditich," Harry snapped after he recieved his post, once again, as like everyday since the article, Harry was bombarded by owls from pro teams, and even the English, and for some odd reason,
"Why in the hell did Bulgaria send me an owl, I'm English."
Ron's been gaping at Harry with his mouth full of food since Harry said, 'I HATE Quidditich.'
"Ron, close your mouth it's disgusting, can I see that Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah," he said handing over the letter.
"It's from Viktor."
"Vicky? Why is he sending Harry a letter?"
"Why shoult I know, Ron, Do you know?" Ron just sent her a glare.
"Okay, enough," Harry asid angrily to his bickering friends.
"I have to get these teams to quit, I'm in school, plus I probably won't even be around long enough to play pro, anyways."
"SHUT UP, HARRY!" Both Ron and Hermione yelled at him.
"I'm just being honest."
"Harry, positive thoughts, mate."
"Wow, Ron said something right... for once."
"If I didn't have to be somewhere I'd curse you," Ron threatened before dashing off, as usual.
Christmas break is here, Ron's going home to be with his family, while Harry and Hermione are remaining.
-Entrance Hall- before Ron's Departure,
"So, Ron, why have you been disappearing all term?" Harry asked bluntly.
Ron started to walk away, turned around and shouted back, "I have a girlfriend, Happy Christmas!" and he was gone in a carriage leaving Harry and Hermione to wonder, who? Why didn't he tell us? That certainly explains his dissappearencs.
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Review, Please Suggestions on who Ron's secret girlfriend should be, only requirement is a none Gryfindor, 5,6, or 7th year, next will be Christmas w/ H&H, and replying to the Quidditich teams, I'm Probably going to try to finish off my other story before the nest chapter comes, but who knows, whichever, is inspired will be written, Oh yeah, someone was saying I should get a beta, What's a beta? -ears91
"Harry, I thought you lready went to sleep?" Hermione asked when he came over to their usual spot in the common room, including Ron's usual unoccupied chair.
"Me? Sleep before everyone else, Did you hit your head?"
"Of course not, so, where were you?"
"Dumbledore wanted to see me."
"Why?"
"I'm not really sure, he kept comparing us to the Marauders, saying Ron's like Sirius, your Moony, and I'd be my Dad, excepct I'm compleatly different from him, and he compared Snape to Malfoy, minus the boulders."
"What brought all this on?"
"I said my Dad was an arse."
"Why would you say such a thing?"
"Because... What I saw."
"What did you see, Harry?"
"I can't tell you, I promised Snape."
"Promised Snape?" she asked shocked.
"Yes, it's also why he stopped giving me Occulmency lessons."
"What did you do?"
"I was too curious for my own good."
"Huh? If your not going to tell me then..., what else did Dumbledore say?"
"He compared your house elf efforts to my mother trying to protect Slytherins."
"Harry, have you gone mad?"
"No, but Dumbledore might have."
"Was anyone compared to Wormtail?"
"No, thank god or I probably would kill them."
"What happened to him, he wasn't there was he?"
"No, your right, he wasn't, I wonder, where he was, why wasn't he there, was he on some sort of mission for Voldemort, Did Voldemort kill him? Where is he now?"
"I don't know, but it is a possibility Voldemort would terminate him, especially if he's gaining followers."
"Of course he has followers, there's been attacks at least once a month since the ministry."
"Your right, when will he go after a prime target?"
"Like me, when will he attack, he has to attack me, it's been his tradition since first year."
"But, how will he get to you? He can't just waltz into the school."
"He did in first year."
"Fourth year he used a portkey and last year a ruse in your mind."
"That won't work anymore."
"Portkey might."
"But how would Voldemort get a portkey and get it to me?"
"It's Voldemort, who knows?"
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The rest of the house is hearing 'blah, blah Voldemort, blah, blah Voldemort,' and is freaking out so much McGonagall came in,
"What is the problem, here?" She asked sternly.
"Pro... Profes... Professor, their talking about You-Know-Who!" A scared second year answered gestering to Harry and Hermione.
"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, have you realized you have spooked the entire house?"
"What do you mean, Professor?" Hermione asked.
"Your conversation about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
"What? Does the entire house have a habit of eavesdropping on everything I say?" Harry asked angrily.
"It seems so, Mr. Potter, perhaps certain topics should be disscussed in private, between yourself and Miss Granger, if you must speak of things that spook your housemates, I suggest you use a silencing charm, Good night," and off McGonagall went.
"Did Dumbledore speak of anything else?" Hermione asked, once McGonagall was gone, and everyone else was back to whatever they were previously doing.
"Yes, Ron."
"What about him?"
"We will soon learn something, or that's what Dumbledore said."
"He knows of everything that happens here, doesn't he?"
"It certainly seems that way."
A few days before Christmas break, "I HATE Quidditich," Harry snapped after he recieved his post, once again, as like everyday since the article, Harry was bombarded by owls from pro teams, and even the English, and for some odd reason,
"Why in the hell did Bulgaria send me an owl, I'm English."
Ron's been gaping at Harry with his mouth full of food since Harry said, 'I HATE Quidditich.'
"Ron, close your mouth it's disgusting, can I see that Harry?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah," he said handing over the letter.
"It's from Viktor."
"Vicky? Why is he sending Harry a letter?"
"Why shoult I know, Ron, Do you know?" Ron just sent her a glare.
"Okay, enough," Harry asid angrily to his bickering friends.
"I have to get these teams to quit, I'm in school, plus I probably won't even be around long enough to play pro, anyways."
"SHUT UP, HARRY!" Both Ron and Hermione yelled at him.
"I'm just being honest."
"Harry, positive thoughts, mate."
"Wow, Ron said something right... for once."
"If I didn't have to be somewhere I'd curse you," Ron threatened before dashing off, as usual.
Christmas break is here, Ron's going home to be with his family, while Harry and Hermione are remaining.
-Entrance Hall- before Ron's Departure,
"So, Ron, why have you been disappearing all term?" Harry asked bluntly.
Ron started to walk away, turned around and shouted back, "I have a girlfriend, Happy Christmas!" and he was gone in a carriage leaving Harry and Hermione to wonder, who? Why didn't he tell us? That certainly explains his dissappearencs.
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Review, Please Suggestions on who Ron's secret girlfriend should be, only requirement is a none Gryfindor, 5,6, or 7th year, next will be Christmas w/ H&H, and replying to the Quidditich teams, I'm Probably going to try to finish off my other story before the nest chapter comes, but who knows, whichever, is inspired will be written, Oh yeah, someone was saying I should get a beta, What's a beta? -ears91