The Disclaimer....I do not own the lovely characters of Harry Potter. The lovely JK Rowling does. I do, however, own the plot of this story and the new character, Brooke McGill. My twisted mind decided it might be fun to write a haunted house story involving Ron and Harry. Yeah, I know, I'm weird.
Chapter One
"Look at this" Harry Potter said, thrusting a piece of paper into the fists of his best friend, Ron Weasley. The men were at Ron's small home in Muggle London one Saturday afternoon. Both of them were off from work and trying to think of something to do. They were having difficulties trying to find something to do that they haven't done before. Only 19 years old, the boys had just recently graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Many things, including Quidditch came to mind, but they wanted to do something they haven't done before. It wasn't as easy at it sounded. Until Harry handed Ron the piece of paper he found with all the other pieces of paper which were cluttering Ron's bedroom.
Ron took the paper from Harry and read it out loud. "The Brennan Mansion. Come and experience the frightful adventure of the Brennen Mansion. The first three guests who show up will be the chosen three who get this once in a life-time experience...Starts 5PM on Saturday, June 13 and ends at 12PM on Sunday, June 14...Hurry so you don't miss it!"...Ron stared at the paper for a moment. "What do you think it is?"
Harry shrugged. "I'm not sure, but it said 'frightful adventure'. Caught my eye. It will give us something to do today"
"So, it's supposed to be some spooky fun house type thing?" Ron asked. "Look, it says 'Starts 5PM on Saturday, June 13 and ends at 12PM on Sunday, June 14'. Does that mean we have to stay all night?"
"Seems like it" Harry said. "Want to try it?"
"I don't know" Ron said slowly.
Harry threw his hands in the air. "Look, Ron, we've, and yes, that includes you, fought Voldemort. How scary could anyone else be?" Harry was glad that Ron no longer flinched everything he heard Voldemort's name.
Ron hesitated. Harry rolled his eyes. "Come on, Ron. What else is there to do today? And you can't tell me your not a bit curious about it? And it says here that only three people are chosen which means we have to get there early"
"I guess we could" Ron said, though reluctantly. He wasn't exactly frightened to go, a bit nervous, yes. He liked to know what he was getting into. This flier didn't explain as much as he'd have liked.
Harry punched the air with his fists. "All right!"
"You want to go that bad, huh?" Ron asked him. Even though he was still reluctant, he would be with Harry.
The fun house starts at 5pm and it was only noon. Harry wanted to get there by 3, so they'd have a better shot at being chosen. Ron still preferred not going at all. But at 3pm on the dot, the boys were walking up towards the huge mansion.
It was in nice condition. Either someone lived in it or it just had nice caretakers. The mansion was three stories high with a balcony on the second story and the third story that wrapped itself all the way around the house. Ron had never seen a bigger house in his life. Neither had Harry, who was staring at the house with his eyes wide.
The the front door of the house was a young girl, who was around their age, and an older woman, probably around Ron's mother's age. The woman had a clipboard in her hands. She smiled as Ron and Harry walked up. "You boys here for the adventure?"
"I guess we are" Ron said dully. Harry poked him in the ribs.
"Well then." The woman said. "We've got our three adventurers. My name is Olivia Caldwell. I'll be your tour guide until 9pm"
"Who is going to be our tour guide after 9?" Ron asked, staring nonchalantly at the girl standing by the door.
Olivia Caldwell smile had never left her face. "No one. You'll be on your own until 8 the next morning. I'll be back then"
"On our own?" Harry asked her, though he didn't sound nervous. He sounded excited.
Olivia nodded. "Yes, you'll be fine. Well, since we've got just under two hours until the adventure begins, why don't you three get to know each other better?" With that, she walked into the house and closed the door behind her. Ron could hear the lock being turned.
Ron looked back at the girl. She was pretty, but she was wearing clothes he had never seen anyone wear before. He had seen pictures of girls wearing those dresses, like the one she had on, back in the 1800's, when he was researching stuff in a library near his house.
Harry stuck out his hand towards her. "Hi, I'm Harry Potter"
She smiled and shook his hand. "Brooke McGill" She turned to Ron with her hand outstretched "You are?"
"Oh" Ron said, taking her hand. "My name is Ron Weasley. Umm, interesting dress you're wearing"
She giggled shyly. "Yeah. My mum and friends think I'm insane. I love old fashioned dresses. It's all I'll wear. It's really hard to buy my clothes, of course, since no one wears them anymore, so I make my own"
The three of them stood around and talked amongst themselves until Olivia opened the door and smiled. "It's time to begin the fun"
Chapter Two up soon