Chapter 9
Alyson was terrified.
What was she thinking? She was ditching school, at five o'clock at night with her brother to go visit her family under an invisibility cloak and tell them that her parents were alive after all? And not to mention she was breaking about fifty school rules.
Nevertheless, her feet were moving, her hands clutched the Invisibility clock around her to keep from being seen. It seemed as much as she willed herself not to be going home the faster she walked.
They went through the passageway through Honeyduke's that Alyson had learned from her uncles. The shop was crowded enough so they could slip quietly out of the store and onto the street where the sunshine was slowly melting into the night sky. They walked out of the major street of Hogsmeade and Alyson led Chris to her nice modern home a little outside the city.
Alyson slipped of the Invisibility cloak and looked at her brother.
"You nervous?"
"I think I'm going to be sick all over your front steps. You?"
Alyson shrugged. "About the same."
She gave her brother one last look, sighed, and knocked on the door.
She could hear rustlings from inside, and someone coming to the door. The person inside opened it, and Alyson found herself staring at her Aunt Hermione.
"Aly?" Her pretty brunette aunt stared gapingly at her. "What on earth are you doing here?"
"Hi Aunt Hermione." Alyson gave her aunt a sheepish smile. "Can we come in?"
Hermione stared at Chris, who looked uncomfortable. "Yes, yes, come in Aly. What is going on?"
Alyson stepped into her house, holding her cloak tightly around her. "I- I have to tell you and Uncle Ron something."
Hermione stared at Alyson, then to Chris, then back to Alyson. A realization spread over her voice and she put her hand to her mouth.
"Oh, no, Aly, you and him, you-"
"Oh! Oh no. Nothing like that." Alyson said blushing. "No. Is Uncle Ron home?"
"Yes, we are in the middle of dinner." Alyson followed her aunt to the dining room. "Really Alyson, its not like you to cut class like this! I'm sure anything you had to say could have been mailed!"
Alyson entered the dining room where Ron and Hannah were seated. Hannah's brown eyes opened wide.
"Aly!" The small redhead zoomed out of her chair and attached herself to Aly's legs. "Are you coming to eat with us, Aly? Are ya? Are ya? Why are you here?"
"I've been wondering the same thing." Ron stared curiously at his niece. "Aly, what's going on? And why is Mr. Ryan with you?"
"Hello Professor." Chris gave a weak grin.
Alyson sat down, and Chris sat next to her. "Um, well."
"We have something to tell you sir," Chris said. "Something important."
"And, well, it sounds crazy but you have to believe us, you have to!" Alyson looked at her bewildered aunt and uncle.
"Re-remember how Claire kept teasing me at Christmastime about how Chris and I were an item, and I got so upset?"
They nodded.
"Well, that's because he's not my boyfriend. He's-" Alyson stared her aunt and uncle in their eyes. "He's my brother."
Alyson was terrified.
What was she thinking? She was ditching school, at five o'clock at night with her brother to go visit her family under an invisibility cloak and tell them that her parents were alive after all? And not to mention she was breaking about fifty school rules.
Nevertheless, her feet were moving, her hands clutched the Invisibility clock around her to keep from being seen. It seemed as much as she willed herself not to be going home the faster she walked.
They went through the passageway through Honeyduke's that Alyson had learned from her uncles. The shop was crowded enough so they could slip quietly out of the store and onto the street where the sunshine was slowly melting into the night sky. They walked out of the major street of Hogsmeade and Alyson led Chris to her nice modern home a little outside the city.
Alyson slipped of the Invisibility cloak and looked at her brother.
"You nervous?"
"I think I'm going to be sick all over your front steps. You?"
Alyson shrugged. "About the same."
She gave her brother one last look, sighed, and knocked on the door.
She could hear rustlings from inside, and someone coming to the door. The person inside opened it, and Alyson found herself staring at her Aunt Hermione.
"Aly?" Her pretty brunette aunt stared gapingly at her. "What on earth are you doing here?"
"Hi Aunt Hermione." Alyson gave her aunt a sheepish smile. "Can we come in?"
Hermione stared at Chris, who looked uncomfortable. "Yes, yes, come in Aly. What is going on?"
Alyson stepped into her house, holding her cloak tightly around her. "I- I have to tell you and Uncle Ron something."
Hermione stared at Alyson, then to Chris, then back to Alyson. A realization spread over her voice and she put her hand to her mouth.
"Oh, no, Aly, you and him, you-"
"Oh! Oh no. Nothing like that." Alyson said blushing. "No. Is Uncle Ron home?"
"Yes, we are in the middle of dinner." Alyson followed her aunt to the dining room. "Really Alyson, its not like you to cut class like this! I'm sure anything you had to say could have been mailed!"
Alyson entered the dining room where Ron and Hannah were seated. Hannah's brown eyes opened wide.
"Aly!" The small redhead zoomed out of her chair and attached herself to Aly's legs. "Are you coming to eat with us, Aly? Are ya? Are ya? Why are you here?"
"I've been wondering the same thing." Ron stared curiously at his niece. "Aly, what's going on? And why is Mr. Ryan with you?"
"Hello Professor." Chris gave a weak grin.
Alyson sat down, and Chris sat next to her. "Um, well."
"We have something to tell you sir," Chris said. "Something important."
"And, well, it sounds crazy but you have to believe us, you have to!" Alyson looked at her bewildered aunt and uncle.
"Re-remember how Claire kept teasing me at Christmastime about how Chris and I were an item, and I got so upset?"
They nodded.
"Well, that's because he's not my boyfriend. He's-" Alyson stared her aunt and uncle in their eyes. "He's my brother."