Chapter Five- Weasley's, Potter, Granger and the Malfoy's
Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione made sure they never spoke of the article in the Daily Prophet around Percy or Mrs. Weasley. The clock that stood in their living room was of much use these days. The Picture of Mr. Weasley was on "Work" just as Percy's was. Percy had left a week after Hermione arrived. Fred and George's pictures were on "work" too. It seemed that they rarely came home. They sometimes apparated in for Breakfast and then disapparated back to Diagon Alley.
Harry's Birthday was a nice affair in the Weasley's home as well. Mrs. Weasley baked him a delicious chocolate éclair cake, and made dozens of her famous and delicious Taffees. Hermione had gotten Harry a book titled "Defense Against the Dark Arts, for advanced students" by Lynn Abbots. Ron and Ginny had gotten Harry a large supply of different chocolates (which he knew they had gotten from Fred and George and didn't need to spend any galleons). Mrs. Weasley had given Harry something in a box, which was surprising to him, because she usually did this during the Christmas Holiday's. When Harry un wrapped it, he discovered it was a cloak of some sort. It was Periwinkle Blue, and had a bunch of silver stars on it. She told him it was a winter cloak that she had made herself. Harry was very happy for it. Although Mr. Weasley was at the Ministry, he had not failed to pick up a present for Harry, and to Harry's surprise, Percy bought it with him. They're present was a set of Assorted socks with a bunch of different Quidditch team colors on it. This had by far been the best birthday Harry had ever had. (Fred and George sent him 3 dozen bags of Dungbombs and Bertie-Botts every flavor beans)
As July came to a close, and August had begun, Owls began to show up around the second week of August. Their letters contained their Hogwarts Letters, Ron and Hermione's new Prefect duties and the results of their OWL examinations, which everyone was nervous to open (Harry, Ron and Hermione)
"I-I-Cant open t-this!" said Harry nervously clutching his closed envelope that said Mr. Harry Potter, The Burrow. O.W.L results
"M-Me either!" said Ron who thrust his letter upon the table.
To Harry's mild surprise, Hermione was nervous more than he was.
"I have an idea" shouted Ginny over all the whimpers Ron and Harry were letting out. "How about you all let Mum read you're results to you?" she said, as though she had just invented the use of fire.
Harry felt as though the sun would come bursting through the house, congratulating Ginny on her thinking. "Good idea Ginny" said Mrs. Weasley as she snatched the Envelopes from their owners. "Who wants to go first?"
Hermione looked too scared to speak. Ron looked as though he were about to vomit, so Harry chose to go first.
"Good boy Harry! Showing a bit of Gryffindor Courage!" said Mrs. Weasley beaming at her son, and Hermione.
She began to open Harry's envelope, and something fell. It was a small message written neatly on a piece of Parchment. "What's this?" she asked, picking it up off the floor. "Shall I read it aloud, Harry?"
Harry nodded.
Dear Mr. Potter
We would like to congratulate you on the O.W.L grades you have received for your fifth year of magical training at Hogwarts School. The Ministry believes that your magical abilities are far more advanced than your level and we would like to invite you to the Banquet we are holding here at the Ministry of Magic on November the twenty-third. Please send a return owl to reserve your spot. Have a wonderful school year.
Sincerely
Cornelius Fudge
Minister of Magic
Everyone stared at Harry, as though he were carrying something contagious and deadly. Mrs. Weasley took the O.W.L results out of the Envelope and Harry saw her eyes widen with joy. She began to read.
Transfiguration- Outstanding
Potions- Exceeds Expectations
Charms- Outstanding
Care of Magical Creatures- Outstanding
Divination- Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic- Exceeds Expectations
Herbology- Exceeds Expectations Defense Against the Dark Arts- Perfect
Harry looked Petrified. Was that letter his results? But no one cheered yet. There was two more letters to open. With the same feelings of nervousness back in place, Mrs. Weasley proceeded to Ron's envelope and a letter fell out too. It had the same words that Harry's had (except "Dear Mr. Weasley") Then, she opened the results and Ron pretty much had the same results Harry had except his Defense against the Dark Arts was Exceeds Expectations.
Hermione's letter was finally opened, and she too had a small invitation, and all her grades were outstanding except Arithmacy which she only achieved Exceeds Expectations.
In an instant, the Burrow sounded as though a million people inhabited it. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were cheering at the top of their lungs. (Harry had a distinct feeling some cast the Sonorus charm on them both).
"I AM SO PROUD OF YOU ALL!" shouted Mrs. Weasley throwing all three of them into tight hugs, kissing their foreheads one by one a dozen times, and she began bursting into tears stamping her feet wildly. Ginny began to shield herself from the shower of tears raining down from her mother.
"I-I can't believe those are our results" said Ron, once his mother had let them go.
"Same here," said Harry.
It was truly weird to them both that their O.W.L grades were what they had been delivered. The only grade he seemed to worry about was his potion grade. He thought he had done terrible on the examination. He threw the thought away, and joined in the parade of cheering. Perhaps, Potions wasn't as hard as he thought it was.
On Friday, August ninth, Mrs. Weasley told them all they were going to Diagon Alley, to purchase their school items. The Books on Harry, Ron and Hermione's list seemed rather short, but contained four news books. A Intermediate guide to Transfiguration by Yetta Grubinski, Advanced Charms by Julia Barnerd and To become a Potions Master by Arnold Warent and Standard Book of Spells, Grade Six.
"Is everyone ready?" Mrs. Weasley called, as Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny began thundering down the stairs, wearing their school cloaks with the Gryffindor symbol on them. The weather outside was rather chilly for the summer.
"Alright, Harry, Ron. You first" said Mrs. Weasley, as they both walked into the fireplace, and grabbed some Floo Powder.
"DIAGON ALLEY" shouted Ron as he dropped the powder and they were both emerged into Emerald Green flames. Harry felt all the winds begin to exit his body, and felt himself being thrown into a vortex. He saw many grates zooming by him, and alas, they reached Diagon Alley. Diagon Alley was perhaps the most happiest and lively place Harry knew of in Britain. All around him were witches and wizards of different families walking about, lugging items they had purchased, others going to purchase their items. This was in fact the ideal place to see students from Hogwarts, because they normally all came to Diagon Alley in August to purchase their items for school.
The alley was comprised of so many shops, it was hard to count them all. Directly up the street from where Ron and Harry were standing was Gringotts Bank. On their left were Flourish and Blotts bookshop, The Ice-cream pallor, and a Quidditch shop. On their right were Mr. Ollivander's Wand shops, Pets and Creatures shop, and.Weasley's Wizard Wheezys. Fred and George's shop were decorated with Many of the Hogwarts House colors except that of Slytherin house. (Fred and George weren't highly popular there when they were in school).
"Wow, their shop fits right in.and its crowded" said Ron, as he watched many witches and wizards (mostly young) walking in and out of the shop exciting.
"We'll visit when we're done shopping" said Harry.
A few seconds later, Hermione and Ginny arrived, and lastly, Mrs. Weasley arrived, clutching they're school lists.
"Alright, I suppose Harry'll need to take some Gold out of the bank, right?" asked Mrs. Weasley, taking no notice of her son's shop.
"Alright" said Harry. The Group trotted up the street, seeing so many familiar faces along the way towards Gringotts bank. They saw Dean Thomas, an African-American kid with short black hair, and brown eyes. Seamus Finnagan, a short boy with spiky black hair, and blue eyes, both of who were good friends to Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny, accompanied him.
Further up the street, they spotted the Creevy Brothers, both of who had short blonde hair, and always bore smiles whenever they saw Harry (Because Harry saved Colin's life in Harry's second year). They tried to talk to Harry, but Mrs. Weasley helped him out run the Creevy brothers by telling them Marcus had the bad case of the flu.
Harry then spotted someone who he had dreaded to see again; Cho Chang. A stunningly pretty girl with long black hair. She played on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as seeker. Normally, Harry would have wanted to see her, but after telling her off in his fifth year, he dreaded her ever since. She spotted him, and Harry saw her flush red so quick, he thought she was turning into a red balloon. She was accompanied by several of her Seventh year friends, all of whom were giggling, and Harry thought that their giggling should be fined.
"Why don't you talk to her?" whispered Ginny. "No" Harry said quickly.
"Have it your way then" she said. When they reached Gringotts, Harry and Mrs. Weasley went in, and Harry was led to his vault (number 687) and filled his sack with Gold Galleons, Silver Sickles and Bronze Knuts. Mrs. Weasley payed a trip to the Weasley's vault and Harry saw that there were far more Gold Galleon, Silver Sickles and Bronze Knuts in there than the last time he came here. Mrs. Weasley took some, and both left the bank.
An angry looking Mrs. Malfoy and Draco cornered outside, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny. Malfoy's mother bore a look as though there were something foul under her nose. Draco had sleeked back Blonde hair, with cold gray eyes. He was Ron's height and loathed Harry since they met on the train six years ago, on Harry's first trip to Hogwarts.
"-All of you deserve to be boiled in Frogspawn" said Mrs. Malfoy.
"Excuse me?" called Mrs. Weasley walking over to them.
Both Mrs. Malfoy and Mrs. Weasley glared at each other, wishing the other nothing but horrible things.
"Putting my husband into Azkaban was the wrong step, Weasley" said Malfoy's mother.
Mrs. Weasley raised her eyebrows. "We didn't put your husband into Azkaban. He put himself in," she said coldly.
"You and your brats did it!"
"Do not call my children or their friends brats, you foul pile of Dung!" spat Mrs. Weasley.
That comment couldn't surprise Harry even more. He had never heard Mrs. Weasley say a negative comment about the Malfoy's before. It was something very new.
People began to stop and watch the two wives bickering.
"Take that back you-you-" Malfoy grabbed his mother's arm.
"Aren't you going to finish that comment?" said Mrs. Weasley, with a look showing no fear on her face.
"I am not going to sink so low to even throw my comments at you!" Mrs. Weasley's smile did not fade from her face and her eyebrows lowered slightly.
"Sinking low isn't something new to your family, now is it?" she asked, her voice ice cold.
Malfoy's mother's eyes began to water slightly.
"I think it is time for you to leave now, Narcissa"
Malfoy's mother shoved Draco to the floor and walked straight up to Mrs. Weasley, glaring into her eyes.
"You think your family are all that now because your husband is Assistant Minister Of Magic" she said, her voice now colder than Mrs. Weasley's was.
Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny's eyes widened quickly. It as though Narcissa Malfoy dropped a bomb on Mrs. Weasley.
"What-are you talking about?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Don't pretend like you do not know! Last week, the Minister of Magic promoted him!"
"Arthur never told me about that, so it's not nice of you to lie!" snapped Mrs. Weasley.
"Well believe it! Don't think you and your low standard Mudblood loving family have a chance of defeating the Dark lord!" said Mrs. Malfoy, chuckling coldly. "Because it's not going to happen, Not in a million years. The Dark Lord will come after your family first, and show you not to mess with his supporters!" she said quietly, so that only Mrs. Weasley could hear her.
Mrs. Weasley quickly drew her wand at Mrs. Malfoy's chest. The people watching gasped; Hermione covered her face; Ginny and Ron tried to restrain their mother and Harry assisted.
"Are you going to kill me?" asked Mrs. Malfoy, not looking scared at all. In fact, she looked hopeful. "Go ahead. You'll only make matters worse"
"Mum, don't do it" Ron said, trying his hardest to lower his mothers hand.
"You don't have the guts to kill me you Mudblood lover! You're entire family consists of-"
"Furnunculus" yelled Mrs. Weasley before Malfoy's mother could finish her sentence.
The spell hit her with a flash of red light, and caused boils to begin springing on her face. She shrieked trying to clutch her face. The people around them began to laugh at her, as she turned on her heel and ran away, leaving her son on the ground, watching her leave.
"MUM!" yelled Ginny, in an astonished voice.
"What the-" said Ron, still trying to come to terms that his mother cursed Malfoy's mother.
"Oh my!" gasped Hermione.
Harry was watching the look on Draco's face. It didn't seem upset, angry or hateful in any way. In fact, there was something strange about the look on his face. He seemed.happy about the curse put on his mother. He stood up, brushed himself off.
He turned to Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny and said some unthinkable words.
"Thanks" and he dashed after his mum.
All five of them looked at one another with deep confusion etched on their faces.
Harry wondered whether Malfoy wanted that to happen to his mother, and became clear to him that Draco did want that to happen. The only thing that made Harry really think was the fact that could Draco have done this, just to have a clear reason to make their lives worse when they returned to school in a few short weeks? Harry didn't know. He seemed completely lost that the word "Thanks" that came out of Draco's mouth and it was directed at Ron's mother.
Mrs. Weasley muttered "Arthur's Assistant Minister?" in a voice that seemed happy, but her eyes were filling with tears.
Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione made sure they never spoke of the article in the Daily Prophet around Percy or Mrs. Weasley. The clock that stood in their living room was of much use these days. The Picture of Mr. Weasley was on "Work" just as Percy's was. Percy had left a week after Hermione arrived. Fred and George's pictures were on "work" too. It seemed that they rarely came home. They sometimes apparated in for Breakfast and then disapparated back to Diagon Alley.
Harry's Birthday was a nice affair in the Weasley's home as well. Mrs. Weasley baked him a delicious chocolate éclair cake, and made dozens of her famous and delicious Taffees. Hermione had gotten Harry a book titled "Defense Against the Dark Arts, for advanced students" by Lynn Abbots. Ron and Ginny had gotten Harry a large supply of different chocolates (which he knew they had gotten from Fred and George and didn't need to spend any galleons). Mrs. Weasley had given Harry something in a box, which was surprising to him, because she usually did this during the Christmas Holiday's. When Harry un wrapped it, he discovered it was a cloak of some sort. It was Periwinkle Blue, and had a bunch of silver stars on it. She told him it was a winter cloak that she had made herself. Harry was very happy for it. Although Mr. Weasley was at the Ministry, he had not failed to pick up a present for Harry, and to Harry's surprise, Percy bought it with him. They're present was a set of Assorted socks with a bunch of different Quidditch team colors on it. This had by far been the best birthday Harry had ever had. (Fred and George sent him 3 dozen bags of Dungbombs and Bertie-Botts every flavor beans)
As July came to a close, and August had begun, Owls began to show up around the second week of August. Their letters contained their Hogwarts Letters, Ron and Hermione's new Prefect duties and the results of their OWL examinations, which everyone was nervous to open (Harry, Ron and Hermione)
"I-I-Cant open t-this!" said Harry nervously clutching his closed envelope that said Mr. Harry Potter, The Burrow. O.W.L results
"M-Me either!" said Ron who thrust his letter upon the table.
To Harry's mild surprise, Hermione was nervous more than he was.
"I have an idea" shouted Ginny over all the whimpers Ron and Harry were letting out. "How about you all let Mum read you're results to you?" she said, as though she had just invented the use of fire.
Harry felt as though the sun would come bursting through the house, congratulating Ginny on her thinking. "Good idea Ginny" said Mrs. Weasley as she snatched the Envelopes from their owners. "Who wants to go first?"
Hermione looked too scared to speak. Ron looked as though he were about to vomit, so Harry chose to go first.
"Good boy Harry! Showing a bit of Gryffindor Courage!" said Mrs. Weasley beaming at her son, and Hermione.
She began to open Harry's envelope, and something fell. It was a small message written neatly on a piece of Parchment. "What's this?" she asked, picking it up off the floor. "Shall I read it aloud, Harry?"
Harry nodded.
Dear Mr. Potter
We would like to congratulate you on the O.W.L grades you have received for your fifth year of magical training at Hogwarts School. The Ministry believes that your magical abilities are far more advanced than your level and we would like to invite you to the Banquet we are holding here at the Ministry of Magic on November the twenty-third. Please send a return owl to reserve your spot. Have a wonderful school year.
Sincerely
Cornelius Fudge
Minister of Magic
Everyone stared at Harry, as though he were carrying something contagious and deadly. Mrs. Weasley took the O.W.L results out of the Envelope and Harry saw her eyes widen with joy. She began to read.
Transfiguration- Outstanding
Potions- Exceeds Expectations
Charms- Outstanding
Care of Magical Creatures- Outstanding
Divination- Exceeds Expectations
History of Magic- Exceeds Expectations
Herbology- Exceeds Expectations Defense Against the Dark Arts- Perfect
Harry looked Petrified. Was that letter his results? But no one cheered yet. There was two more letters to open. With the same feelings of nervousness back in place, Mrs. Weasley proceeded to Ron's envelope and a letter fell out too. It had the same words that Harry's had (except "Dear Mr. Weasley") Then, she opened the results and Ron pretty much had the same results Harry had except his Defense against the Dark Arts was Exceeds Expectations.
Hermione's letter was finally opened, and she too had a small invitation, and all her grades were outstanding except Arithmacy which she only achieved Exceeds Expectations.
In an instant, the Burrow sounded as though a million people inhabited it. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were cheering at the top of their lungs. (Harry had a distinct feeling some cast the Sonorus charm on them both).
"I AM SO PROUD OF YOU ALL!" shouted Mrs. Weasley throwing all three of them into tight hugs, kissing their foreheads one by one a dozen times, and she began bursting into tears stamping her feet wildly. Ginny began to shield herself from the shower of tears raining down from her mother.
"I-I can't believe those are our results" said Ron, once his mother had let them go.
"Same here," said Harry.
It was truly weird to them both that their O.W.L grades were what they had been delivered. The only grade he seemed to worry about was his potion grade. He thought he had done terrible on the examination. He threw the thought away, and joined in the parade of cheering. Perhaps, Potions wasn't as hard as he thought it was.
On Friday, August ninth, Mrs. Weasley told them all they were going to Diagon Alley, to purchase their school items. The Books on Harry, Ron and Hermione's list seemed rather short, but contained four news books. A Intermediate guide to Transfiguration by Yetta Grubinski, Advanced Charms by Julia Barnerd and To become a Potions Master by Arnold Warent and Standard Book of Spells, Grade Six.
"Is everyone ready?" Mrs. Weasley called, as Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny began thundering down the stairs, wearing their school cloaks with the Gryffindor symbol on them. The weather outside was rather chilly for the summer.
"Alright, Harry, Ron. You first" said Mrs. Weasley, as they both walked into the fireplace, and grabbed some Floo Powder.
"DIAGON ALLEY" shouted Ron as he dropped the powder and they were both emerged into Emerald Green flames. Harry felt all the winds begin to exit his body, and felt himself being thrown into a vortex. He saw many grates zooming by him, and alas, they reached Diagon Alley. Diagon Alley was perhaps the most happiest and lively place Harry knew of in Britain. All around him were witches and wizards of different families walking about, lugging items they had purchased, others going to purchase their items. This was in fact the ideal place to see students from Hogwarts, because they normally all came to Diagon Alley in August to purchase their items for school.
The alley was comprised of so many shops, it was hard to count them all. Directly up the street from where Ron and Harry were standing was Gringotts Bank. On their left were Flourish and Blotts bookshop, The Ice-cream pallor, and a Quidditch shop. On their right were Mr. Ollivander's Wand shops, Pets and Creatures shop, and.Weasley's Wizard Wheezys. Fred and George's shop were decorated with Many of the Hogwarts House colors except that of Slytherin house. (Fred and George weren't highly popular there when they were in school).
"Wow, their shop fits right in.and its crowded" said Ron, as he watched many witches and wizards (mostly young) walking in and out of the shop exciting.
"We'll visit when we're done shopping" said Harry.
A few seconds later, Hermione and Ginny arrived, and lastly, Mrs. Weasley arrived, clutching they're school lists.
"Alright, I suppose Harry'll need to take some Gold out of the bank, right?" asked Mrs. Weasley, taking no notice of her son's shop.
"Alright" said Harry. The Group trotted up the street, seeing so many familiar faces along the way towards Gringotts bank. They saw Dean Thomas, an African-American kid with short black hair, and brown eyes. Seamus Finnagan, a short boy with spiky black hair, and blue eyes, both of who were good friends to Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny, accompanied him.
Further up the street, they spotted the Creevy Brothers, both of who had short blonde hair, and always bore smiles whenever they saw Harry (Because Harry saved Colin's life in Harry's second year). They tried to talk to Harry, but Mrs. Weasley helped him out run the Creevy brothers by telling them Marcus had the bad case of the flu.
Harry then spotted someone who he had dreaded to see again; Cho Chang. A stunningly pretty girl with long black hair. She played on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as seeker. Normally, Harry would have wanted to see her, but after telling her off in his fifth year, he dreaded her ever since. She spotted him, and Harry saw her flush red so quick, he thought she was turning into a red balloon. She was accompanied by several of her Seventh year friends, all of whom were giggling, and Harry thought that their giggling should be fined.
"Why don't you talk to her?" whispered Ginny. "No" Harry said quickly.
"Have it your way then" she said. When they reached Gringotts, Harry and Mrs. Weasley went in, and Harry was led to his vault (number 687) and filled his sack with Gold Galleons, Silver Sickles and Bronze Knuts. Mrs. Weasley payed a trip to the Weasley's vault and Harry saw that there were far more Gold Galleon, Silver Sickles and Bronze Knuts in there than the last time he came here. Mrs. Weasley took some, and both left the bank.
An angry looking Mrs. Malfoy and Draco cornered outside, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny. Malfoy's mother bore a look as though there were something foul under her nose. Draco had sleeked back Blonde hair, with cold gray eyes. He was Ron's height and loathed Harry since they met on the train six years ago, on Harry's first trip to Hogwarts.
"-All of you deserve to be boiled in Frogspawn" said Mrs. Malfoy.
"Excuse me?" called Mrs. Weasley walking over to them.
Both Mrs. Malfoy and Mrs. Weasley glared at each other, wishing the other nothing but horrible things.
"Putting my husband into Azkaban was the wrong step, Weasley" said Malfoy's mother.
Mrs. Weasley raised her eyebrows. "We didn't put your husband into Azkaban. He put himself in," she said coldly.
"You and your brats did it!"
"Do not call my children or their friends brats, you foul pile of Dung!" spat Mrs. Weasley.
That comment couldn't surprise Harry even more. He had never heard Mrs. Weasley say a negative comment about the Malfoy's before. It was something very new.
People began to stop and watch the two wives bickering.
"Take that back you-you-" Malfoy grabbed his mother's arm.
"Aren't you going to finish that comment?" said Mrs. Weasley, with a look showing no fear on her face.
"I am not going to sink so low to even throw my comments at you!" Mrs. Weasley's smile did not fade from her face and her eyebrows lowered slightly.
"Sinking low isn't something new to your family, now is it?" she asked, her voice ice cold.
Malfoy's mother's eyes began to water slightly.
"I think it is time for you to leave now, Narcissa"
Malfoy's mother shoved Draco to the floor and walked straight up to Mrs. Weasley, glaring into her eyes.
"You think your family are all that now because your husband is Assistant Minister Of Magic" she said, her voice now colder than Mrs. Weasley's was.
Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny's eyes widened quickly. It as though Narcissa Malfoy dropped a bomb on Mrs. Weasley.
"What-are you talking about?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Don't pretend like you do not know! Last week, the Minister of Magic promoted him!"
"Arthur never told me about that, so it's not nice of you to lie!" snapped Mrs. Weasley.
"Well believe it! Don't think you and your low standard Mudblood loving family have a chance of defeating the Dark lord!" said Mrs. Malfoy, chuckling coldly. "Because it's not going to happen, Not in a million years. The Dark Lord will come after your family first, and show you not to mess with his supporters!" she said quietly, so that only Mrs. Weasley could hear her.
Mrs. Weasley quickly drew her wand at Mrs. Malfoy's chest. The people watching gasped; Hermione covered her face; Ginny and Ron tried to restrain their mother and Harry assisted.
"Are you going to kill me?" asked Mrs. Malfoy, not looking scared at all. In fact, she looked hopeful. "Go ahead. You'll only make matters worse"
"Mum, don't do it" Ron said, trying his hardest to lower his mothers hand.
"You don't have the guts to kill me you Mudblood lover! You're entire family consists of-"
"Furnunculus" yelled Mrs. Weasley before Malfoy's mother could finish her sentence.
The spell hit her with a flash of red light, and caused boils to begin springing on her face. She shrieked trying to clutch her face. The people around them began to laugh at her, as she turned on her heel and ran away, leaving her son on the ground, watching her leave.
"MUM!" yelled Ginny, in an astonished voice.
"What the-" said Ron, still trying to come to terms that his mother cursed Malfoy's mother.
"Oh my!" gasped Hermione.
Harry was watching the look on Draco's face. It didn't seem upset, angry or hateful in any way. In fact, there was something strange about the look on his face. He seemed.happy about the curse put on his mother. He stood up, brushed himself off.
He turned to Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny and said some unthinkable words.
"Thanks" and he dashed after his mum.
All five of them looked at one another with deep confusion etched on their faces.
Harry wondered whether Malfoy wanted that to happen to his mother, and became clear to him that Draco did want that to happen. The only thing that made Harry really think was the fact that could Draco have done this, just to have a clear reason to make their lives worse when they returned to school in a few short weeks? Harry didn't know. He seemed completely lost that the word "Thanks" that came out of Draco's mouth and it was directed at Ron's mother.
Mrs. Weasley muttered "Arthur's Assistant Minister?" in a voice that seemed happy, but her eyes were filling with tears.