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[A/N]: Sorry for not writing in a bit, I've had a minor case of writer block. that or "writers stupidity", I'm not exactly sure. Well, anywho, hopefully you'll like this chapter. Thanks for the reviews!
It was almost dark when Harry and the others arrived at the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley was waiting patiently at the table when they opened the door, and she immediately sprung up to hug Harry as soon as she saw him.
"Harry Dear! How've you been?! Have those horrid muggles been treating you better?" She said, suffocating him with her tight embrace.
"Er. not really. I'll live, though." Harry said, trying his best to get free of Mrs. Weasley's overly tight grasp.
"Well don't just stand there boys! Help Harry get his things up to Ron's room!" She said dismissively. George, Fred, and Ron all sighed and lifted his trunk up the stairs. Once in Ron's room, Ron flopped down on his bed, and closed his eyes.
"We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow, Mate." Ron said, yawning.
"We do? What's happening?" Harry said, lying down on the cot next to Ron's bed.
"Yeah, Hermione is coming, and Mum, Dad, Fred, and George are all leaving for Diagon Ally."
"Why do Fred and George have to go to Diagon Ally? They're out of school." Harry said, sleepily.
"Well, turns out that they made up enough money to buy a small joke shop right in the middle of the Ally." Ron said, standing up to change into his night clothes, "I have no idea how they got all that money. When Mum found out, they got in a horrid row. She said she'd kick them out of the house if they went through with it. Luckily, afterwards, she felt bad for it. So, they got to stay."
Harry smiled. He was happy for Fred and George, and even happier that no one knew who had given them all that money. Harry was still unsure how Mrs. Weasley would react if she found out that it was Harry who had given up all his winnings to Fred and George. "R-ron, are you still awake?" Harry said, sitting up slightly so he could see him. Ron's mouth was half open, and his eyes closed. "Guess that's a no." Harry lay back down, and closed his eyes. He knew tomorrow would be a good day. He smiled as the thought of together with all of his friends again clouded his mind. "Harry, are you going to get up, or do I have to pull you out of bed?" Came Ron's voice from the other side of the room. Harry sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked around.
"W-what timeizt?" Harry said, sleepily.
"11:00! I've been trying to wake you up for hours!" Ron said, moving back across the room to sit on his bed, "I mean, bloody hell Mate! You sleep like rock."
"Heh, yeah. I guess you could say that." Harry said, standing up to change into his regular clothes. "Um. Ron? Where have my clothes gone?" He said, looking around for them.
"Oh, yeah. Mum took them this morning. She's probably out to wash them."
"Well, what the bloody hell am I supposed to wear, then?" Harry said, only half kidding.
"I guess you'll have to wear some of my clothes." Ron said, digging through his dresser drawer. "Ah, here's something that might fit you!" Ron handed Harry a green t-shirt, and a pair of dark blue-jeans which were faded at the knee.
Harry reluctantly put them on, and to his surprise, they fit nicely. "Well then, I'm happy about this!" Harry said, looking at himself in the mirror. "Has everyone left yet?"
"Yeah," Ron said heading towards the door, "You just missed em'. Hermione's here too. Dad went to pick her up early this morning. She's unpacking in Ginny's room. Shall we go visit?"
"Sounds good." Harry said, smiling. Something about seeing Ginny again made Harry happy. He realized over the summer how much he really did like her, and he couldn't believe that he'd ever liked Cho. "Well, let's go." Harry said, pushing Ron into the hallway. "Lead the way, I've never been to her room."
"Follow me."
[A/N]: Cliff Hanger! Wouldn't you just LOVE to know what happens in Ginny's room? Well, you and I both. Lol. Sorry that this chapter was so .. Blah. Hopefully the next one will be a bit better. REVIEW!!
[A/N]: Sorry for not writing in a bit, I've had a minor case of writer block. that or "writers stupidity", I'm not exactly sure. Well, anywho, hopefully you'll like this chapter. Thanks for the reviews!
It was almost dark when Harry and the others arrived at the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley was waiting patiently at the table when they opened the door, and she immediately sprung up to hug Harry as soon as she saw him.
"Harry Dear! How've you been?! Have those horrid muggles been treating you better?" She said, suffocating him with her tight embrace.
"Er. not really. I'll live, though." Harry said, trying his best to get free of Mrs. Weasley's overly tight grasp.
"Well don't just stand there boys! Help Harry get his things up to Ron's room!" She said dismissively. George, Fred, and Ron all sighed and lifted his trunk up the stairs. Once in Ron's room, Ron flopped down on his bed, and closed his eyes.
"We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow, Mate." Ron said, yawning.
"We do? What's happening?" Harry said, lying down on the cot next to Ron's bed.
"Yeah, Hermione is coming, and Mum, Dad, Fred, and George are all leaving for Diagon Ally."
"Why do Fred and George have to go to Diagon Ally? They're out of school." Harry said, sleepily.
"Well, turns out that they made up enough money to buy a small joke shop right in the middle of the Ally." Ron said, standing up to change into his night clothes, "I have no idea how they got all that money. When Mum found out, they got in a horrid row. She said she'd kick them out of the house if they went through with it. Luckily, afterwards, she felt bad for it. So, they got to stay."
Harry smiled. He was happy for Fred and George, and even happier that no one knew who had given them all that money. Harry was still unsure how Mrs. Weasley would react if she found out that it was Harry who had given up all his winnings to Fred and George. "R-ron, are you still awake?" Harry said, sitting up slightly so he could see him. Ron's mouth was half open, and his eyes closed. "Guess that's a no." Harry lay back down, and closed his eyes. He knew tomorrow would be a good day. He smiled as the thought of together with all of his friends again clouded his mind. "Harry, are you going to get up, or do I have to pull you out of bed?" Came Ron's voice from the other side of the room. Harry sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked around.
"W-what timeizt?" Harry said, sleepily.
"11:00! I've been trying to wake you up for hours!" Ron said, moving back across the room to sit on his bed, "I mean, bloody hell Mate! You sleep like rock."
"Heh, yeah. I guess you could say that." Harry said, standing up to change into his regular clothes. "Um. Ron? Where have my clothes gone?" He said, looking around for them.
"Oh, yeah. Mum took them this morning. She's probably out to wash them."
"Well, what the bloody hell am I supposed to wear, then?" Harry said, only half kidding.
"I guess you'll have to wear some of my clothes." Ron said, digging through his dresser drawer. "Ah, here's something that might fit you!" Ron handed Harry a green t-shirt, and a pair of dark blue-jeans which were faded at the knee.
Harry reluctantly put them on, and to his surprise, they fit nicely. "Well then, I'm happy about this!" Harry said, looking at himself in the mirror. "Has everyone left yet?"
"Yeah," Ron said heading towards the door, "You just missed em'. Hermione's here too. Dad went to pick her up early this morning. She's unpacking in Ginny's room. Shall we go visit?"
"Sounds good." Harry said, smiling. Something about seeing Ginny again made Harry happy. He realized over the summer how much he really did like her, and he couldn't believe that he'd ever liked Cho. "Well, let's go." Harry said, pushing Ron into the hallway. "Lead the way, I've never been to her room."
"Follow me."
[A/N]: Cliff Hanger! Wouldn't you just LOVE to know what happens in Ginny's room? Well, you and I both. Lol. Sorry that this chapter was so .. Blah. Hopefully the next one will be a bit better. REVIEW!!