"Funny!" Ginny quivered, "I saw you miles away!" Dudley sneered.
"Sure you did kid!" Ginny coughed as Ron got up, she seemed to have fallen into some kind of coughing fit.
"Your a fat idoit!" Ron shouted, he didn't have time to duck as Dudley's fat fist landed perfectly in his face. Ron fell back down as Dudley stood over him.
"Well, not so aragant now, ah?" Piers Polkiss chuckled behind Dudley. Dudley turned round to see Piers, who had a tight hold on Ginny who was almost on the brink of murder.
"Let her go!" Dudley bit coldly at his henchman. Piers was so suprised he dropped Ginny anyway. Dudley saw the curtains pulled at his house. He stepped away from Ron as his mother rushed out the house.
"Dinky Duddums, where we're you? Mummy missed you!" Ron choked on the floor, next to Ginny who was in a equally aggressive fit of coughs. Ron saw Harry peer through the top window. Hedwig beside him, he closed his eyes and turned his back on his friend. He couldn't let the Dursley's know his friend had had a fight with thier precoius son. That would be suicide,he knew only too well the blame would be on him if Uncle Vernon found outl.
"Harry......" Ron muttered.
"What?" Aunt Petunia snapped.
"I, er, I, We must Hurry, thats it, Hurry!" Ron got up, but Uncle Vernon, who'de just come out caught him by the arm and shook his hard.
"Where do you live?" Ginny stood up.
"Leave him alone!" she grabbed Uncle Vernons fat arm.
"Who are you?" Uncle Vernon asked, pushing Ginny to the ground. Obvoiusly Uncle Vernon didn't have a very good memory.
"Leave him alone!" Ginny shouted, pulling Ron away.
"I live at 12 Warren Drive!" Ron shouted back.
"Idoit! whyd didn't you tell him a fake address?" Ginny asked as they ran away.
"Oops!!" Ron bit his lip.
"Never mind now, we better get back before mum starts to worry!"
***
"Where have you two been? I've been worried sick? you've been gone for an hour!" Ron sighed.
"It's not THAT long!"
"Mum's gonna go mad when she finds out what you've been doing!" FGinny said sadly, as she sat at the end of Ron's bed.
"It wasn't me!" Ron swung round.
"I know that, Ron! But Harry's Uncle and Aunt are gonna believe Dudley when he tells them it was you!" Ron nodded doubtfully.
"She'll blow a fuse!" he agreed.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" Molly shouted. Ginny flinced, as Ron left the room she hummed a small death amthem. Ron shot her an evil look.
"My son would never hurt anyone!" Aunt Petunia shouted.
"Anyone that was larger than him!" Molly observed, "Ron, this woman claims you had a fight with her son, is this true?"
"NO!" Ron shouted.
"See!" Molly squinted.
"Believe me Mrs Weasley, my son doesn't lie!" Dudley stepped in the door as if on que. Ron sneered at him.
"Mum!" Dudley's expression softened as he huddled to his mum. Mrs Weasley wasn't fooled.
"Get out!" Aunt Petunia frowned, but reluctantly walked out with Dudley at her heels. Molly shut the door behind her and returned to her washing up.
"Your father's gonna be home soon, make a cup of tea!"
"You believe me don't you mum?" Ron asked hopefully.
"Of course, dear!" Molly said, unconvicingly.
"You think I'ld be able to lay a finger on that kid?"
"That kid happens to be Harry's cousin! Ronald, how could you? We are supposed to be making friends with the neybourhood, not making them think I let you lot run around like a bunch of hooligans. Now go unpack your stuff, we have a lot to do, your cousin is coming over tomorrow!"
Ron sighed as he walked upstairs reliizig mum had been extremly calm over the whole ordeal. But as he walked slowly up to his bedroom he could hear her crying. Obvoiusly last years events had effected her just as much as they had done Harry.
***
Harry Potter sat in the dark, he prefered trhe curtains closed these days. They cut him off from reality. Infact, the Dursley's hadn't seen him for the last three days. Not that any of them cared. Harry hated the world, he hated his friends, his life. He just wanted to melt away into the darkness forever. No one would notice. Last year his Godfather, Sirius Black, who had been wrongly convicted of murder, had been murdered himself, by his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange, a death eater.
"Boy!" Uncle Vernon called, Harry berely noticed, "There's someone on the phone for you, a Hermoninny or something!" Harry perked up ammidatly.
"HERMIONE!" he rushed downstairs and skiided into the hall, he grabbed the phone and shouted eagerly down it.
"Hello Hermione! What is it?" Harry listened for a second, looking away, when he looked back, his eyes we're full of tears.
"A funaral! Right, Sataday, 12.00, Okay, I'll be there!" Harry hung-up. Not a social call...... He would tell Ron, and both of them could go together. To the Funaral... for someone close to him. Someone his dad had been close to too. Someone that had given his life for Harry. Someoen that no longer had that life. Sirius.........
"Sure you did kid!" Ginny coughed as Ron got up, she seemed to have fallen into some kind of coughing fit.
"Your a fat idoit!" Ron shouted, he didn't have time to duck as Dudley's fat fist landed perfectly in his face. Ron fell back down as Dudley stood over him.
"Well, not so aragant now, ah?" Piers Polkiss chuckled behind Dudley. Dudley turned round to see Piers, who had a tight hold on Ginny who was almost on the brink of murder.
"Let her go!" Dudley bit coldly at his henchman. Piers was so suprised he dropped Ginny anyway. Dudley saw the curtains pulled at his house. He stepped away from Ron as his mother rushed out the house.
"Dinky Duddums, where we're you? Mummy missed you!" Ron choked on the floor, next to Ginny who was in a equally aggressive fit of coughs. Ron saw Harry peer through the top window. Hedwig beside him, he closed his eyes and turned his back on his friend. He couldn't let the Dursley's know his friend had had a fight with thier precoius son. That would be suicide,he knew only too well the blame would be on him if Uncle Vernon found outl.
"Harry......" Ron muttered.
"What?" Aunt Petunia snapped.
"I, er, I, We must Hurry, thats it, Hurry!" Ron got up, but Uncle Vernon, who'de just come out caught him by the arm and shook his hard.
"Where do you live?" Ginny stood up.
"Leave him alone!" she grabbed Uncle Vernons fat arm.
"Who are you?" Uncle Vernon asked, pushing Ginny to the ground. Obvoiusly Uncle Vernon didn't have a very good memory.
"Leave him alone!" Ginny shouted, pulling Ron away.
"I live at 12 Warren Drive!" Ron shouted back.
"Idoit! whyd didn't you tell him a fake address?" Ginny asked as they ran away.
"Oops!!" Ron bit his lip.
"Never mind now, we better get back before mum starts to worry!"
***
"Where have you two been? I've been worried sick? you've been gone for an hour!" Ron sighed.
"It's not THAT long!"
"Mum's gonna go mad when she finds out what you've been doing!" FGinny said sadly, as she sat at the end of Ron's bed.
"It wasn't me!" Ron swung round.
"I know that, Ron! But Harry's Uncle and Aunt are gonna believe Dudley when he tells them it was you!" Ron nodded doubtfully.
"She'll blow a fuse!" he agreed.
"RONALD WEASLEY!" Molly shouted. Ginny flinced, as Ron left the room she hummed a small death amthem. Ron shot her an evil look.
"My son would never hurt anyone!" Aunt Petunia shouted.
"Anyone that was larger than him!" Molly observed, "Ron, this woman claims you had a fight with her son, is this true?"
"NO!" Ron shouted.
"See!" Molly squinted.
"Believe me Mrs Weasley, my son doesn't lie!" Dudley stepped in the door as if on que. Ron sneered at him.
"Mum!" Dudley's expression softened as he huddled to his mum. Mrs Weasley wasn't fooled.
"Get out!" Aunt Petunia frowned, but reluctantly walked out with Dudley at her heels. Molly shut the door behind her and returned to her washing up.
"Your father's gonna be home soon, make a cup of tea!"
"You believe me don't you mum?" Ron asked hopefully.
"Of course, dear!" Molly said, unconvicingly.
"You think I'ld be able to lay a finger on that kid?"
"That kid happens to be Harry's cousin! Ronald, how could you? We are supposed to be making friends with the neybourhood, not making them think I let you lot run around like a bunch of hooligans. Now go unpack your stuff, we have a lot to do, your cousin is coming over tomorrow!"
Ron sighed as he walked upstairs reliizig mum had been extremly calm over the whole ordeal. But as he walked slowly up to his bedroom he could hear her crying. Obvoiusly last years events had effected her just as much as they had done Harry.
***
Harry Potter sat in the dark, he prefered trhe curtains closed these days. They cut him off from reality. Infact, the Dursley's hadn't seen him for the last three days. Not that any of them cared. Harry hated the world, he hated his friends, his life. He just wanted to melt away into the darkness forever. No one would notice. Last year his Godfather, Sirius Black, who had been wrongly convicted of murder, had been murdered himself, by his cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange, a death eater.
"Boy!" Uncle Vernon called, Harry berely noticed, "There's someone on the phone for you, a Hermoninny or something!" Harry perked up ammidatly.
"HERMIONE!" he rushed downstairs and skiided into the hall, he grabbed the phone and shouted eagerly down it.
"Hello Hermione! What is it?" Harry listened for a second, looking away, when he looked back, his eyes we're full of tears.
"A funaral! Right, Sataday, 12.00, Okay, I'll be there!" Harry hung-up. Not a social call...... He would tell Ron, and both of them could go together. To the Funaral... for someone close to him. Someone his dad had been close to too. Someone that had given his life for Harry. Someoen that no longer had that life. Sirius.........