Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Rating: PG or so
A/N: Back with Sirius again! Sorry this chapter is really short. It's a bridge to the next chapter.
JadeMoonWing: with the"..."s situation: solution, or at least on my computer that I could find is that you have to put three sets of "..."s to make one "..." (I think)
After Ashley and I had figured out that I could see everything, and she could hear, we wasted no time figuring out exactly what was going on in the Weasley household. Ron and Hermione were going out, which made Harry jealous. Fred and George weren't allowed in the order, and Mrs. Weasley was very worried over-something.
That was the one thing we couldn't figure out. There was a time when the four Weasleys, Harry and Hermione had gone to play Quidditch, and they came home and she was crying because she thought that she'd lost them.
It was rather weird to watch them...and half the time have no idea what they were talking about. Every once in awhile, I'd seen Lupin, Tonks, or Mad-Eye there. Every time I saw them there, I noticed that Harry made himself scarce.
Ashley noticed that Ron was beginning to have feelings of frustration because Harry was being so distant. Harry was beginning to fall into spots of depression.
Ashley and I meanwhile, were becoming quite good friends. It almost all came to an end one night though. It was late, almost midnight, and I was going to go to the bathroom, and go to bed. How was I supposed to know that our rooms adjoined with a bathroom in the middle?!
Well...the point is I DIDN'T know. I thought Ashley was going to have a heart-attack, when I walked in on her, drying her hair, clad in only a towel. She screamed so loudly, I thought she was going to wake the dead- literally. I jumped about eight miles and slammed the door quite quickly.
After she'd thrown on a shirt and a skirt, she ran into my room, and almost gave me a heart attack screaming at me for about five minutes straight,
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU DOING IN THERE?! HOW DID YOU GET IN THERE?! WHY DID YOU WALK IN ON ME?!" and so on for awhile.
When she stopped, I finally managed to say, very weakly I might add, as Ashley had just scared me out of my wits (she definitely had two different sides to her), "I didn't know that our rooms connected."
"You didn't KNOW?!"
"Do you honestly think I would have walked in on you otherwise?!"
She stopped and thought about it for awhile.
"Look, Ash, I'm sorry. If it helps any, you're really pretty," I managed with a little difficulty. I never was one to charm people, or compliment them at the very least.
She blushed a bit. "Thanks," she said
"No problem"
She turned to go then, and as she neared the bathroom door, she turned around, and said in a VERY fierce voice, "DO NOT walk in on me again! Knock first!"
I nodded. I definitely did not want to see Ashley to go all scary again.
Otherwise we were the best of friends, and whenever she wanted to tease me, she brought up the way my face looked when she's tapped my on the shoulder on earth. When I felt like giving her a taste of her own medicine, I'd tell her what her face looked like when I told her she was pretty.
And once I'd been done describing how amazingly red she'd become, she was amazingly red.
We watched Harry and Ron everyday, and we witnessed Ron and Hermione's first kiss...on the front lawn of the Weasley's house.
We saw a lot those first couple weeks. But it was in July, on Harry's birthday, that things really got interesting...
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
Rating: PG or so
A/N: Back with Sirius again! Sorry this chapter is really short. It's a bridge to the next chapter.
JadeMoonWing: with the"..."s situation: solution, or at least on my computer that I could find is that you have to put three sets of "..."s to make one "..." (I think)
After Ashley and I had figured out that I could see everything, and she could hear, we wasted no time figuring out exactly what was going on in the Weasley household. Ron and Hermione were going out, which made Harry jealous. Fred and George weren't allowed in the order, and Mrs. Weasley was very worried over-something.
That was the one thing we couldn't figure out. There was a time when the four Weasleys, Harry and Hermione had gone to play Quidditch, and they came home and she was crying because she thought that she'd lost them.
It was rather weird to watch them...and half the time have no idea what they were talking about. Every once in awhile, I'd seen Lupin, Tonks, or Mad-Eye there. Every time I saw them there, I noticed that Harry made himself scarce.
Ashley noticed that Ron was beginning to have feelings of frustration because Harry was being so distant. Harry was beginning to fall into spots of depression.
Ashley and I meanwhile, were becoming quite good friends. It almost all came to an end one night though. It was late, almost midnight, and I was going to go to the bathroom, and go to bed. How was I supposed to know that our rooms adjoined with a bathroom in the middle?!
Well...the point is I DIDN'T know. I thought Ashley was going to have a heart-attack, when I walked in on her, drying her hair, clad in only a towel. She screamed so loudly, I thought she was going to wake the dead- literally. I jumped about eight miles and slammed the door quite quickly.
After she'd thrown on a shirt and a skirt, she ran into my room, and almost gave me a heart attack screaming at me for about five minutes straight,
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU DOING IN THERE?! HOW DID YOU GET IN THERE?! WHY DID YOU WALK IN ON ME?!" and so on for awhile.
When she stopped, I finally managed to say, very weakly I might add, as Ashley had just scared me out of my wits (she definitely had two different sides to her), "I didn't know that our rooms connected."
"You didn't KNOW?!"
"Do you honestly think I would have walked in on you otherwise?!"
She stopped and thought about it for awhile.
"Look, Ash, I'm sorry. If it helps any, you're really pretty," I managed with a little difficulty. I never was one to charm people, or compliment them at the very least.
She blushed a bit. "Thanks," she said
"No problem"
She turned to go then, and as she neared the bathroom door, she turned around, and said in a VERY fierce voice, "DO NOT walk in on me again! Knock first!"
I nodded. I definitely did not want to see Ashley to go all scary again.
Otherwise we were the best of friends, and whenever she wanted to tease me, she brought up the way my face looked when she's tapped my on the shoulder on earth. When I felt like giving her a taste of her own medicine, I'd tell her what her face looked like when I told her she was pretty.
And once I'd been done describing how amazingly red she'd become, she was amazingly red.
We watched Harry and Ron everyday, and we witnessed Ron and Hermione's first kiss...on the front lawn of the Weasley's house.
We saw a lot those first couple weeks. But it was in July, on Harry's birthday, that things really got interesting...