Hey everyone! Me again! Sorry it took so long for me to update... I thought I could use one of those 1045 free hours of AOL down here, but I can't. The stupid timeshare place won't let me connect to AOL using a local number.... I still don't own Harry Potter, JKR does, although I do wish I owned Draco... heehee. I really have nothing to say other than the usual disclaimer.
* The next morning at the Burrow, Hermione woke up only to find that it was five am. She knew that she couldn't go back to sleep, so she snuck downstairs to the sitting room to find Mrs. Weasley reading The Daily Prophet.
"Good morning Hermione!" Mrs. Weasley said brightly. "Why on earth are you up this early?"
"Morning Mrs. Weasley. I can't sleep past five anymore for some odd reason." Mrs. Weasley gestured for her to sit down on a couch.
"Would you like a section to read?"
"Yes, thank you," Hermione responded politely as Mrs. Weasley handed her the front section. She read the headline on the page. Thompson and Smith Families found dead in London apartment details on page 2 *Wow, I wonder what happened...* Hermione thought as she flipped to page 2 to continue reading the story. Early yesterday morning, two families were found dead in an apartment in London. They were identified as Theresa and Mark Thompson, Olivia and William Thompson, all from America. The other family was identified as the Smith family of London, England. They were all killed by You-Know-Who and his deatheaters, who used the killing curse. The Thompsons were relatives of the Smith family and were visiting at the time. Mysteriously, one member of the two families was left alive, but only barely. Aidan Thompson, age 16, was left with a few scratches and a lot of horrible memories after the brutal attacks. He is expected to be fine.
"Did you read the story on the front page yet Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, its horrible isn't it? I can't believe it. I just hope the killings don't start again."
"I know."
They returned to their reading. After another half an hour, Ginny woke up and joined her mother and Hermione.
"Good morning Virginia!" Mrs. Weasley told her only daughter.
"Morning Gin" Hermione said.
"Morning Mum, morning Mione!" Ginny replied just as brightly as her mother.
"Why don't I start breakfast while you two catch up some more?" Mrs. Weasley half asked, half stated.
The girls simply nodded as Hermione showed Ginny the article. Ginny gasped as she read the headline. "That's horrible. I can't believe it." Ginny muttered as she read the article.
One by one, the rest of the occupants slowly woke up and one by one, Hermione and Ginny showed them the article. One by one they read it. And one by one they all had the same reaction as Ginny.
After breakfast, they all flooed to Diagon Alley to pick up their school supplies. After buying all their books from Flourish and Blott's, plus a few extra for Hermione's 'light reading', they ran into a bunch of Slytherins. But instead of being insulted, they were crying. Pansy and Millicent were both being comforted by Blaise Zambini, who had a look of helplessness on his face. The group of Gryffindors had to laugh just at the look on Blaise's face.
"I still can't believe no more Malfoy forever! We're rid of that slimy git for good!" Ron celebrated, just a little too loud for the grieving group of Slytherins.
"Ron!" Both Hermione and Ginny chided simultaneously. "Even though he *was* kind of evil and your enemy doesn't mean he wasn't a person too." Ginny continued in a motherly tone.
"Ron, I think you're being a bit childish. You-Know-Who could have just as easily killed anyone of us as he did Malfoy."
"Are you daft Mione? This is the same git that has been calling you a mudblood for the past, oh six bloody years." Ron argued, his face reddening severely. All this time, Harry stood there, seemingly unaware of the argument.
"Mione's right Ron," Harry said quietly, not wanting to make Ron even madder. "Voldemort could have killed you or anyone else." Everyone but Harry flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name. Ron just turned even redder, if possible.
"Hey guys!" Parvati and Lavender called from the ice cream parlor, where they had just ordered milkshakes. It was common knowledge that Lavender liked Ron, well almost common. Everyone knew that Lavender liked Ron but Ron. He was convinced that Lavender liked Dean. Ginny was still in love with Harry and vice versa, but they weren't going out yet. Ginny had suddenly disappeared during her fifth year, and Harry had figured out then that he liked Ginny.
"Do you guys mind if we joined you?" The wonder trio and Ginny asked.
"Not at all."
The group seated themselves and ordered themselves something from the menu.
"So how have your summers been so far?" Parvati asked. "Good" "Not as bad as last year" "Educational" "Fun" came the various responses.
The group of 6th and 7th years happily talked until Ginny happened to look at her watch and realized they were 15 minutes late in meeting Mrs. Weasley. With that, the groups said their goodbye's and left to go to the Leaky Cauldron.
*
Later that afternoon, a dark haired boy had awoken in room 14 of the Leaky Cauldron. He had been awoken by the sound of wings fluttering on his window. At first, he couldn't remember anything at all, like his parent's names, why he was here, where he was, or even who he was. As he walked over to the window to open it, he started to remember bits and pieces of things. His name was Aidan Nicholas Thompson, his birthday is January 27th, he is 16 years old. He then remembered why it was that he was here. His family was killed by Voldemort. His entire family was killed; his mother and father, his sister Olivia, and his little brother Will. He was still trying to figure out why he was still alive. He knew why his parents were attacked. They were very powerful Aurors on the verge of destroying the dark side. His sister was a very powerful witch and his little brother showing signs of being very powerful as well. It wasn't that he *wasn't* powerful, he was the top student in his school, he just didn't know. He couldn't figure it out no matter which way he thought about it.
He went over and took the letter from the snowy white owl. He stroked the owl before it left, and then studied the front of the envelope. It was plain with emerald green ink shimmering in the light. It read. Mr. Aidan Thompson, Room 14, The Leaky Cauldron, England He flipped the envelope over to find a crest he would soon become very familiar with, The Hogwarts School Crest.
He carefully opened the envelope and unfolded the letter. Mr. Thompson,
We are pleased to congratulate you on your acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, As we understand you were the top student of your previous school, The Institute of Magic in America. So we are also pleased to congratulate you on your position of Head boy. You are above the rest of the students in your year and are just about equal with this year's head girl, Hermione Granger, so you will fit right in.
In the near future, you will be receiving your supply lists for your year at Hogwarts. If you have any questions, feel free to owl any of the staff or the Head girl, Hermione Granger.
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
*Wow* was all that was running through Aidan's mind. He sat back down on his bed and pulled a book out of his bag that he had brought with him.
*
After the Weasleys and Harry and Hermione returned from Diagon Alley, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley fixed dinner and everyone was outside playing quidditch until it was too dark to see.
Sorry that took so long to post. I had the worst week family wise so it was hard to find time to type this up. Thanks to all my reviewers, your reviews mean so much to me and they make me feel all warm and tingly inside. I have 10 days to get everything ready for college, so I'll try really really hard to post the next chapter asap. Oh yeah, I'm sorry this chapter is kind of short...
* The next morning at the Burrow, Hermione woke up only to find that it was five am. She knew that she couldn't go back to sleep, so she snuck downstairs to the sitting room to find Mrs. Weasley reading The Daily Prophet.
"Good morning Hermione!" Mrs. Weasley said brightly. "Why on earth are you up this early?"
"Morning Mrs. Weasley. I can't sleep past five anymore for some odd reason." Mrs. Weasley gestured for her to sit down on a couch.
"Would you like a section to read?"
"Yes, thank you," Hermione responded politely as Mrs. Weasley handed her the front section. She read the headline on the page. Thompson and Smith Families found dead in London apartment details on page 2 *Wow, I wonder what happened...* Hermione thought as she flipped to page 2 to continue reading the story. Early yesterday morning, two families were found dead in an apartment in London. They were identified as Theresa and Mark Thompson, Olivia and William Thompson, all from America. The other family was identified as the Smith family of London, England. They were all killed by You-Know-Who and his deatheaters, who used the killing curse. The Thompsons were relatives of the Smith family and were visiting at the time. Mysteriously, one member of the two families was left alive, but only barely. Aidan Thompson, age 16, was left with a few scratches and a lot of horrible memories after the brutal attacks. He is expected to be fine.
"Did you read the story on the front page yet Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, its horrible isn't it? I can't believe it. I just hope the killings don't start again."
"I know."
They returned to their reading. After another half an hour, Ginny woke up and joined her mother and Hermione.
"Good morning Virginia!" Mrs. Weasley told her only daughter.
"Morning Gin" Hermione said.
"Morning Mum, morning Mione!" Ginny replied just as brightly as her mother.
"Why don't I start breakfast while you two catch up some more?" Mrs. Weasley half asked, half stated.
The girls simply nodded as Hermione showed Ginny the article. Ginny gasped as she read the headline. "That's horrible. I can't believe it." Ginny muttered as she read the article.
One by one, the rest of the occupants slowly woke up and one by one, Hermione and Ginny showed them the article. One by one they read it. And one by one they all had the same reaction as Ginny.
After breakfast, they all flooed to Diagon Alley to pick up their school supplies. After buying all their books from Flourish and Blott's, plus a few extra for Hermione's 'light reading', they ran into a bunch of Slytherins. But instead of being insulted, they were crying. Pansy and Millicent were both being comforted by Blaise Zambini, who had a look of helplessness on his face. The group of Gryffindors had to laugh just at the look on Blaise's face.
"I still can't believe no more Malfoy forever! We're rid of that slimy git for good!" Ron celebrated, just a little too loud for the grieving group of Slytherins.
"Ron!" Both Hermione and Ginny chided simultaneously. "Even though he *was* kind of evil and your enemy doesn't mean he wasn't a person too." Ginny continued in a motherly tone.
"Ron, I think you're being a bit childish. You-Know-Who could have just as easily killed anyone of us as he did Malfoy."
"Are you daft Mione? This is the same git that has been calling you a mudblood for the past, oh six bloody years." Ron argued, his face reddening severely. All this time, Harry stood there, seemingly unaware of the argument.
"Mione's right Ron," Harry said quietly, not wanting to make Ron even madder. "Voldemort could have killed you or anyone else." Everyone but Harry flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name. Ron just turned even redder, if possible.
"Hey guys!" Parvati and Lavender called from the ice cream parlor, where they had just ordered milkshakes. It was common knowledge that Lavender liked Ron, well almost common. Everyone knew that Lavender liked Ron but Ron. He was convinced that Lavender liked Dean. Ginny was still in love with Harry and vice versa, but they weren't going out yet. Ginny had suddenly disappeared during her fifth year, and Harry had figured out then that he liked Ginny.
"Do you guys mind if we joined you?" The wonder trio and Ginny asked.
"Not at all."
The group seated themselves and ordered themselves something from the menu.
"So how have your summers been so far?" Parvati asked. "Good" "Not as bad as last year" "Educational" "Fun" came the various responses.
The group of 6th and 7th years happily talked until Ginny happened to look at her watch and realized they were 15 minutes late in meeting Mrs. Weasley. With that, the groups said their goodbye's and left to go to the Leaky Cauldron.
*
Later that afternoon, a dark haired boy had awoken in room 14 of the Leaky Cauldron. He had been awoken by the sound of wings fluttering on his window. At first, he couldn't remember anything at all, like his parent's names, why he was here, where he was, or even who he was. As he walked over to the window to open it, he started to remember bits and pieces of things. His name was Aidan Nicholas Thompson, his birthday is January 27th, he is 16 years old. He then remembered why it was that he was here. His family was killed by Voldemort. His entire family was killed; his mother and father, his sister Olivia, and his little brother Will. He was still trying to figure out why he was still alive. He knew why his parents were attacked. They were very powerful Aurors on the verge of destroying the dark side. His sister was a very powerful witch and his little brother showing signs of being very powerful as well. It wasn't that he *wasn't* powerful, he was the top student in his school, he just didn't know. He couldn't figure it out no matter which way he thought about it.
He went over and took the letter from the snowy white owl. He stroked the owl before it left, and then studied the front of the envelope. It was plain with emerald green ink shimmering in the light. It read. Mr. Aidan Thompson, Room 14, The Leaky Cauldron, England He flipped the envelope over to find a crest he would soon become very familiar with, The Hogwarts School Crest.
He carefully opened the envelope and unfolded the letter. Mr. Thompson,
We are pleased to congratulate you on your acceptance to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, As we understand you were the top student of your previous school, The Institute of Magic in America. So we are also pleased to congratulate you on your position of Head boy. You are above the rest of the students in your year and are just about equal with this year's head girl, Hermione Granger, so you will fit right in.
In the near future, you will be receiving your supply lists for your year at Hogwarts. If you have any questions, feel free to owl any of the staff or the Head girl, Hermione Granger.
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
*Wow* was all that was running through Aidan's mind. He sat back down on his bed and pulled a book out of his bag that he had brought with him.
*
After the Weasleys and Harry and Hermione returned from Diagon Alley, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley fixed dinner and everyone was outside playing quidditch until it was too dark to see.
Sorry that took so long to post. I had the worst week family wise so it was hard to find time to type this up. Thanks to all my reviewers, your reviews mean so much to me and they make me feel all warm and tingly inside. I have 10 days to get everything ready for college, so I'll try really really hard to post the next chapter asap. Oh yeah, I'm sorry this chapter is kind of short...