The rain pounded on the roof of a house on Privit Drive. Harry Potter
sat in his bed, sifting through letters from Sirius. Being kept in this
house all summer had not made the pain of Sirius's death any better. Being
alone just made him think more.
Harry heard Aunt Petunia scream to him from the kitchen. "Harry! Dinner!" Harry abruptly stood up and walked out. The past two months that's mainly all Harry had done. Living a life just didn't seem worth it to him anymore.
Cabbage, potatoes, and ham sat limply on his plate. Harry slumped himself in his seat, and Uncle Vernon eyed him suspiciously. Of course, Uncle Vernon had always been suspicious that Harry had been up to something.
Harry's minds were diverted around the middle of dinner time as an owl flew in the window.
"Dang it!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "Another one of those dang owls! Dinner time to! Its mopping wet!" The bird flew to the table and laid a letter on Harry's lap. Then it got up on the table and started picking at his dinner.
"Thank you Hedwig." Harry said. Uncle Vernon was red-faced, but did not say a thing.
"Take.take your food and disgusting owl and letter up to your room Harry! NOW!" Uncle Vernon yelled loudly. As Harry gathered his stuff, he heard Dudley yell. Fat pig. Harry hated them all, except maybe Aunt Petunia. Something about her made Harry not hate her.
When Harry got to the room, he shut the door and locked the lock. Pushing all of the food to Hedwig, who happily started pecking at it, he ripped the letter open.
Harry, Hi mate, its me, Ron! Just wondering whats up with you. I'm alright. Hermione's here. Were going to get you soon! A week or two. Back to Grimmauld Place it is. Its boring here. Can't wait for school to start again. Just hope we don't get another Umbridge. Well, I can't really think of more to say. See you soon, hopefully! Ron
Harry's mood perked a bit. Being around friends might get his mind of Sirius. So Harry began to await the hopefully soon arrival of Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
He rushed to pack his things, quickly incase they made a surprise trip to pick him up today.
Then he lay on his bed, falling into a sleep that was actually quite peaceful.
~*~
Two weeks had past, and still no Weasley's. He had checked in Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's bedroom quite often, because they had the only fireplace (floo powder if you hadn't guessed).
But one day, when Harry was sitting on his bed, imagining a conversation with Sirius, it happened. He heard Aunt Petunia scream, and a shuffle of people come from the kitchen.
But instead of Mr. And Mrs. Weasley coming to Harry's room, Fred and George walked in!
"Harry, ol' buddy ol' pal!" George exclaimed. He grabbed Harry's hand and shook it very hard.
"Yeah Harry, whats up?" Fred asked excitedly. They both grabbed Harry's arms and dragged him and his stuff to the fireplace.
"Uh.wheres your parents?" Harry asked, unsure of what to think of this unexpected visit.
"Sent us. A little busy, ya know." Fred said, and winked.
"So we apparated into your kitchen! You'll use floo powder and take your stuff, and we'll apparate back to the house. Oh yeah, floo to 12 Grimmauld Place, remember! Here's the powder." George added.
George apparated, and Fred soon after. Harry sat there, floo powder in the bag in his left hand, and the trunks on the floor beside him. He dragged the trunks with Hedwigs cage to the fireplace, through the floo powder in, and as it turned blue "12 Grimmauld Place" was what Harry muttered.
Then he jumped in the fire with his trunks and Hedwig. The room started spinning, but soon Harry arrived. Fred and George were waiting.
"Good, you made it bud!" George said, nudging Harry's shoulder. Ron and Ginny ran downstairs.
"Ginny give me back my.Harry! Hermione, Harry's here!" Ron exclaimed. Ginny left the room, stuffing her face with chocolate while giggling. Hermione came bounding down the steps not soon later.
"Harry!" Hermione said, hugging Harry. Ron hugged Harry too.
"Oh, news about the order! Come upstairs and we'll tell you about everything that has been happening here all summer." Ron said, going upstairs, Hermione and Harry trailing after.
When they got their, Harry looked at Ron curiously.
"We have new members! Their names are Shirley Smart and.get this.Harry Smart! Just like your name!" Ron started busting out laughing.
"Yeah, like my name.so?" Harry said, apparently not finding this matter funny.
"But, mate his name is like yours! He's like forty and has no top teeth! He takes out his dentures all the time! He's a crackup!" Ron said, rolling on the floor.
"Well Ron, you sure are shallow. I've been talking to Shirley, she's actually quite nice. They moved from Pennsylvania. Pennsylvania in the USA. Yeah, odd I think. That's one of the richest countries! They have three daughters, but they stayed back to be with their friends before they transfer to Hogwarts." Hermione said, giving Ron a dirty look.
"Oh, that's so interesting." Harry said. This wasn't the kind of information he had been thinking of when they mentioned news about the Order, but it was news.
"Kids! Dinner time!" Mrs. Weasley called from downstairs. They all shuffled downstairs to the table.
Harry grabbed a seat beside Ron and Fred. He looked around the table. Mrs. Weasley was chatting with a lady who didn't look familiar.
"Harry! I must introduce you! This is Shirley Smart." Mrs. Weasley said, gesturing to the lady beside her. She smiled. "And this is Harry Smart." A man who had a bald head and shaggy hair waved.
"Hello Harry." Shirley said, smiling. "I think I have a daughter your age! Jennifer."
"Umm.yes." Harry said, looking slightly uncomfortable.
Harry silently ate his food. He listened to the conversations around the table.
"So tell me about your girls!" Mrs. Weasley said excitedly.
"Elizabeth is seventeen. Jennifer is sixteen. Christine is fifteen. Lastly, I'm taking care of my niece, Samarah, who is seven. She'll be coming here too." Shirley said.
"Hey Harry. Those girls are all around our ages!" Ron said, winking.
"Hah, you to can have them. Judging by their parents, they're probably as ugly as a monkeys butt!" George said. Fred started laughing.
"We'll have to invent a beautify product George! Just for them!" Fred said, and George snorted while banging his fists on the table.
"You guys are so immature! You have to look past looks." Hermione said. Harry agreed, but noticed that Ron had a disappointed look on his face. Was he embarrassed?
After dinner they all went up to their rooms. Hermione went with Ginny to their room, and Harry and Ron went laughing to theirs.
"That was the best joke Ron!" Harry said. He couldn't stop being happy since he was around people he loved.
Soon everyone was asleep. The sound of Ron slightly snoring was peaceful to Harry. The thought of Sirius crept back into his mind though. He just wished he could talk to him.
~*~
Authors Note: Like my idea for a story? I do! I am looking so forward to writing this. I swear I'll try to update EVERY day! Please review, it would make me so happy to know people READ my story! I am so tired, but I want to add another chapter! Its hypnotizing, writing for me. I love writing stories. I can't wait till the next chapter! Well, please review, and criticism is okay, you won't be hurting my feelings!
Harry heard Aunt Petunia scream to him from the kitchen. "Harry! Dinner!" Harry abruptly stood up and walked out. The past two months that's mainly all Harry had done. Living a life just didn't seem worth it to him anymore.
Cabbage, potatoes, and ham sat limply on his plate. Harry slumped himself in his seat, and Uncle Vernon eyed him suspiciously. Of course, Uncle Vernon had always been suspicious that Harry had been up to something.
Harry's minds were diverted around the middle of dinner time as an owl flew in the window.
"Dang it!" Uncle Vernon yelled. "Another one of those dang owls! Dinner time to! Its mopping wet!" The bird flew to the table and laid a letter on Harry's lap. Then it got up on the table and started picking at his dinner.
"Thank you Hedwig." Harry said. Uncle Vernon was red-faced, but did not say a thing.
"Take.take your food and disgusting owl and letter up to your room Harry! NOW!" Uncle Vernon yelled loudly. As Harry gathered his stuff, he heard Dudley yell. Fat pig. Harry hated them all, except maybe Aunt Petunia. Something about her made Harry not hate her.
When Harry got to the room, he shut the door and locked the lock. Pushing all of the food to Hedwig, who happily started pecking at it, he ripped the letter open.
Harry, Hi mate, its me, Ron! Just wondering whats up with you. I'm alright. Hermione's here. Were going to get you soon! A week or two. Back to Grimmauld Place it is. Its boring here. Can't wait for school to start again. Just hope we don't get another Umbridge. Well, I can't really think of more to say. See you soon, hopefully! Ron
Harry's mood perked a bit. Being around friends might get his mind of Sirius. So Harry began to await the hopefully soon arrival of Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
He rushed to pack his things, quickly incase they made a surprise trip to pick him up today.
Then he lay on his bed, falling into a sleep that was actually quite peaceful.
~*~
Two weeks had past, and still no Weasley's. He had checked in Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia's bedroom quite often, because they had the only fireplace (floo powder if you hadn't guessed).
But one day, when Harry was sitting on his bed, imagining a conversation with Sirius, it happened. He heard Aunt Petunia scream, and a shuffle of people come from the kitchen.
But instead of Mr. And Mrs. Weasley coming to Harry's room, Fred and George walked in!
"Harry, ol' buddy ol' pal!" George exclaimed. He grabbed Harry's hand and shook it very hard.
"Yeah Harry, whats up?" Fred asked excitedly. They both grabbed Harry's arms and dragged him and his stuff to the fireplace.
"Uh.wheres your parents?" Harry asked, unsure of what to think of this unexpected visit.
"Sent us. A little busy, ya know." Fred said, and winked.
"So we apparated into your kitchen! You'll use floo powder and take your stuff, and we'll apparate back to the house. Oh yeah, floo to 12 Grimmauld Place, remember! Here's the powder." George added.
George apparated, and Fred soon after. Harry sat there, floo powder in the bag in his left hand, and the trunks on the floor beside him. He dragged the trunks with Hedwigs cage to the fireplace, through the floo powder in, and as it turned blue "12 Grimmauld Place" was what Harry muttered.
Then he jumped in the fire with his trunks and Hedwig. The room started spinning, but soon Harry arrived. Fred and George were waiting.
"Good, you made it bud!" George said, nudging Harry's shoulder. Ron and Ginny ran downstairs.
"Ginny give me back my.Harry! Hermione, Harry's here!" Ron exclaimed. Ginny left the room, stuffing her face with chocolate while giggling. Hermione came bounding down the steps not soon later.
"Harry!" Hermione said, hugging Harry. Ron hugged Harry too.
"Oh, news about the order! Come upstairs and we'll tell you about everything that has been happening here all summer." Ron said, going upstairs, Hermione and Harry trailing after.
When they got their, Harry looked at Ron curiously.
"We have new members! Their names are Shirley Smart and.get this.Harry Smart! Just like your name!" Ron started busting out laughing.
"Yeah, like my name.so?" Harry said, apparently not finding this matter funny.
"But, mate his name is like yours! He's like forty and has no top teeth! He takes out his dentures all the time! He's a crackup!" Ron said, rolling on the floor.
"Well Ron, you sure are shallow. I've been talking to Shirley, she's actually quite nice. They moved from Pennsylvania. Pennsylvania in the USA. Yeah, odd I think. That's one of the richest countries! They have three daughters, but they stayed back to be with their friends before they transfer to Hogwarts." Hermione said, giving Ron a dirty look.
"Oh, that's so interesting." Harry said. This wasn't the kind of information he had been thinking of when they mentioned news about the Order, but it was news.
"Kids! Dinner time!" Mrs. Weasley called from downstairs. They all shuffled downstairs to the table.
Harry grabbed a seat beside Ron and Fred. He looked around the table. Mrs. Weasley was chatting with a lady who didn't look familiar.
"Harry! I must introduce you! This is Shirley Smart." Mrs. Weasley said, gesturing to the lady beside her. She smiled. "And this is Harry Smart." A man who had a bald head and shaggy hair waved.
"Hello Harry." Shirley said, smiling. "I think I have a daughter your age! Jennifer."
"Umm.yes." Harry said, looking slightly uncomfortable.
Harry silently ate his food. He listened to the conversations around the table.
"So tell me about your girls!" Mrs. Weasley said excitedly.
"Elizabeth is seventeen. Jennifer is sixteen. Christine is fifteen. Lastly, I'm taking care of my niece, Samarah, who is seven. She'll be coming here too." Shirley said.
"Hey Harry. Those girls are all around our ages!" Ron said, winking.
"Hah, you to can have them. Judging by their parents, they're probably as ugly as a monkeys butt!" George said. Fred started laughing.
"We'll have to invent a beautify product George! Just for them!" Fred said, and George snorted while banging his fists on the table.
"You guys are so immature! You have to look past looks." Hermione said. Harry agreed, but noticed that Ron had a disappointed look on his face. Was he embarrassed?
After dinner they all went up to their rooms. Hermione went with Ginny to their room, and Harry and Ron went laughing to theirs.
"That was the best joke Ron!" Harry said. He couldn't stop being happy since he was around people he loved.
Soon everyone was asleep. The sound of Ron slightly snoring was peaceful to Harry. The thought of Sirius crept back into his mind though. He just wished he could talk to him.
~*~
Authors Note: Like my idea for a story? I do! I am looking so forward to writing this. I swear I'll try to update EVERY day! Please review, it would make me so happy to know people READ my story! I am so tired, but I want to add another chapter! Its hypnotizing, writing for me. I love writing stories. I can't wait till the next chapter! Well, please review, and criticism is okay, you won't be hurting my feelings!