Chapter 2:
Harry turned the note over in his hand. The slip was written on a cutting from "The Sweet Water Journal." He flipped it over again. Number two shall suffer the same fate. Harry pondered it's meaning for a while.
Ron landed right beside Harry. "Nice move!" he said. "It worked better than we thought! Genius, that's what it… what's that you have there?"
Harry stuffed the note into a pocket on the side of his quidditch robes, saying, "Nothing."
The referee walked up to Harry. He had a smile on his face, and looked very welcoming. He walked up to Harry and said, "Congratulations on a game well played! Hey, what's that?" he said, looking at Harry's pocket.
"That's a page from the Sweet Water Journal isn't it? I have a subscription myself."
Ron said, "Do you?"
"Why yes," said Flint Berrings. "I live in Sweet Water, Texas! But the Allstars barely ever see past game three, so I figured I should go into refereeing so I could watch more Quidditch. Darn that Quodpot!" said Flint.
Harry had read in the book, "Quidditch through the ages" that Quodpot was another sport played on brooms that is popular in the Americas. He also knew that that Sweet Water was a city in Texas, USA.
"Well, I better be off. Don't want to miss the portkey home." And with that, Flint left the stadium.
Just then, Ginny came up and hugged Harry saying, "Wow, that was quite a game. What a move Harry!"
Then, Ashley and James came to. Ashley was running rather slowly, and James was walking.
"Daddy!" Ashley yelled. Then she too gave him a hug.
James yawned. "Great game, I guess," he said quickly.
"You guess?" came Harry's reply.
"Yeah, with the new move Quidditch is a little more exciting, but still not as good as Quidmot."
Quidmot is yet another sport played on brooms, invented on July 23, 2010. This game uses the ever popular quaffle, but when touched, you must stop your broom within 2 seconds of catching, then chuck it at the bludger, or pass it to another team mate. You must still avoid getting hit by the bludger though, and that's the trick!
To end the game you still need to catch the snitch.
The team is made up of four passers, two hitters, and a grabber. The passers deal with the quaffle, the hitters try to get the bludger a good distance away from the passers, without letting it knock them out. The grabber tries to catch the snitch.
Hitting the bludger is worth 20 points, catching the snitch is worth 50.
James plays on the gryffindor Quidmot team as grabber. He studies his dad's job because it helps him win his Quidmot games. But quidditch is known to bore the heck out of him.
Hermione came running up to Ron. She kissed him, and as she was holding hiss head, Harry noticed a ring on her finger.
"What's that?" Harry asked immediately.
"Oh," Hermione said. Then she held out her hand. "Ron and I are engaged!"
What followed was a lot of cheering and congratulation on the engagement. Aslo came wishes of a happy future.
However, Harry did not. Not because he wasn't thrilled, but because he had to find out what that note meant. Harry solved mysteries best with Ron and Hermione. He'd have to ask them to help.
As Harry left the Quidditch field, he had both happiness in knowing his two best friends were finally getting married, and fear of whatever it was that note meant. The word "suffer" can never mean something good.
However, Harry felt happier than he was worried. He took the portkey home with his family, while Ron and Hermione disapparated back to Ron's place. He also looked at the other team. They were disapparating too, except for one, he noticed, was looking at him; Barney Kingledarm, Applby seeker.
Only the Quidditch referee broke their gaze. Suddenly, a pain overcame Harry in his scar. In fact, it hurt so much that Harry passed out.
Ginny's hand left her husband's grip. She looked around for Harry. She found him on the ground, about 20 feet from the portkey. Ashley said, "Mom, we're gonna miss the portkey!"
Ginny looked James straight in the face. "Take your sister and touch the portkey. I'll be along as soon as possible."
James grabbed his sister by the wrist and pulled her toward a huddle of people carrying the portkey. He instructed Ashley to touch it. She touched it, and they waited for the time to run out.
Ginny, however, struggled to pull her husband to the kids. She pulled and pulled, and slowly edged nearer. Twenty seconds left. She was 18 feet away. Ten seconds. She was eight feet away. Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two…
She thrust her husband's hand onto the portkey. In seconds, he, Ginny, James, and the other people touching the portkey all disappeared, and reappeared in a little shop in Hogsmeade. When they got there, the first thing Ashley did was shake her dad.
"Dad, please get up! Don't be dead!"
James laughed. Then he assured Ashley he wasn't dead. He pointed to Harry's chest, and explained to Ashley that as long as their dad breathes, he isn't dead.
Ginny soon appeared in the shop too, her wand raised over her head. She lowered the wand and stuffed it in her pocket. Then she ran over to Harry. "Please get up!" she sobbed.
When Harry finally came to, he shook his head. Then he rubbed his scar, while muttering, "Ugh!"
Ashley ran up and hugged her dad. "You're alive!" she screamed.
Harry laughed, "I think so," he said.
Ginny said, "Well, at least your all right." She didn't ask what happened, because she recognized one of Harry's scar attacks when she saw one.
"Well," Harry said, while standing up slowly. "Let's go home."
They all walked toward the entrance to the store. There, Harry saw a magazine. It had Hermione Granger written over the top of the cover, and a moving picture of her in the middle. Her picture self was giving Harry flirtish looks, as her bushy brown hair blew behind her. Harry smiled and thought That's Hermione all right!
Harry walked out of the store with Ginny, and Ashley. But James stayed, hypnotized by Hermione's picture, which had begun to flirt with him. Ginny noticed that James was gone and went back to go get him.
This is a perfect time for me to tell you about Hermione. In her Hogwarts year, she had sort of a crush on Harry. The two did end up good friends, but Hermione was the nerd of Gryffindor, so the two didn't hang out as much as Harry and Ron did. No one could have guessed that she'd grow up to be a witch supermodel (just to model wands though).
She has bushy brown hair and hypnotizing green eyes. When she's not modeling, she wears small glasses.
After tearing James away from the magazine (Wands for Witches and Wizards Weekly), The Potters went home. They ate a lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and then got doing whatever it was they did on a Saturday. James got into his Hogwarts robes and got back on the Hogwarts Express, Ashley went off to play with the girl next door, and Ginny cleaned up the table. Harry went to bed, because a lot had happened to him that day.
As he jumped into his bed, he heard crunching from outside his window, and a swish of robes. He looked outside, only to see the tail of black robes moving through his yard. Suddenly, he heard Ginny scream and a plate smash. He ran to the kitchen and found a piece of paper where Ginny had been. It read, "At last, number two."
It was in a different handwriting than the first note.
"Really?" asked Ron, even though he hadn't paid much attention.
It was the day of Ron and Hermione's wedding. Ron was dressed in a tuxedo. Weddings are a muggle tradition that carried on in the wizard world.
Harry had just finished telling Ron about what happened.
"Yes," he continued, "And immediately after, I called the Ministry. They said if they find who it is, he'll get five years in Azkaban, minimum. I just…"
"Look Harry, I can't really pay attention right now. It's my wedding! I supposed to be happy. I'll help you after the wedding."
Then Ron puffed out his chest, and walked into the wedding hall. Harry also walked up. He was Ron's best man.
The music started. The flower girls ran through the hall, throwing flowers here and there. They where shortly followed by Hermione. She walked down the hall in probably the most beautiful wedding dress Harry and Ron had ever seen.
She finally got to the altar, but the music didn't stop. A man dressed in white robes and a white pointed hat walked out of the back door. Then the music stopped.
"Dearly beloved," he said warmly. "We are gathered here today to witness these two lovers join each other in marrige. If anyone objects to this marrige, let him speak now or forever keep quiet." It isn't exactly what a muggle preacher would have said, but it still worked.
Then, a man in the audience stood up. It was the seeker from the team Harry defeated! Harry also noticed that he was wearing black robes! Smoke Erupted from his finger. There were gasps and screams, as everyone tried to escape.
Harry was trying too, but then he heard Ron yell, "Hermione!" as someone would if they where looking for someone.
It was then that it hit Harry.
Harry turned the note over in his hand. The slip was written on a cutting from "The Sweet Water Journal." He flipped it over again. Number two shall suffer the same fate. Harry pondered it's meaning for a while.
Ron landed right beside Harry. "Nice move!" he said. "It worked better than we thought! Genius, that's what it… what's that you have there?"
Harry stuffed the note into a pocket on the side of his quidditch robes, saying, "Nothing."
The referee walked up to Harry. He had a smile on his face, and looked very welcoming. He walked up to Harry and said, "Congratulations on a game well played! Hey, what's that?" he said, looking at Harry's pocket.
"That's a page from the Sweet Water Journal isn't it? I have a subscription myself."
Ron said, "Do you?"
"Why yes," said Flint Berrings. "I live in Sweet Water, Texas! But the Allstars barely ever see past game three, so I figured I should go into refereeing so I could watch more Quidditch. Darn that Quodpot!" said Flint.
Harry had read in the book, "Quidditch through the ages" that Quodpot was another sport played on brooms that is popular in the Americas. He also knew that that Sweet Water was a city in Texas, USA.
"Well, I better be off. Don't want to miss the portkey home." And with that, Flint left the stadium.
Just then, Ginny came up and hugged Harry saying, "Wow, that was quite a game. What a move Harry!"
Then, Ashley and James came to. Ashley was running rather slowly, and James was walking.
"Daddy!" Ashley yelled. Then she too gave him a hug.
James yawned. "Great game, I guess," he said quickly.
"You guess?" came Harry's reply.
"Yeah, with the new move Quidditch is a little more exciting, but still not as good as Quidmot."
Quidmot is yet another sport played on brooms, invented on July 23, 2010. This game uses the ever popular quaffle, but when touched, you must stop your broom within 2 seconds of catching, then chuck it at the bludger, or pass it to another team mate. You must still avoid getting hit by the bludger though, and that's the trick!
To end the game you still need to catch the snitch.
The team is made up of four passers, two hitters, and a grabber. The passers deal with the quaffle, the hitters try to get the bludger a good distance away from the passers, without letting it knock them out. The grabber tries to catch the snitch.
Hitting the bludger is worth 20 points, catching the snitch is worth 50.
James plays on the gryffindor Quidmot team as grabber. He studies his dad's job because it helps him win his Quidmot games. But quidditch is known to bore the heck out of him.
Hermione came running up to Ron. She kissed him, and as she was holding hiss head, Harry noticed a ring on her finger.
"What's that?" Harry asked immediately.
"Oh," Hermione said. Then she held out her hand. "Ron and I are engaged!"
What followed was a lot of cheering and congratulation on the engagement. Aslo came wishes of a happy future.
However, Harry did not. Not because he wasn't thrilled, but because he had to find out what that note meant. Harry solved mysteries best with Ron and Hermione. He'd have to ask them to help.
As Harry left the Quidditch field, he had both happiness in knowing his two best friends were finally getting married, and fear of whatever it was that note meant. The word "suffer" can never mean something good.
However, Harry felt happier than he was worried. He took the portkey home with his family, while Ron and Hermione disapparated back to Ron's place. He also looked at the other team. They were disapparating too, except for one, he noticed, was looking at him; Barney Kingledarm, Applby seeker.
Only the Quidditch referee broke their gaze. Suddenly, a pain overcame Harry in his scar. In fact, it hurt so much that Harry passed out.
Ginny's hand left her husband's grip. She looked around for Harry. She found him on the ground, about 20 feet from the portkey. Ashley said, "Mom, we're gonna miss the portkey!"
Ginny looked James straight in the face. "Take your sister and touch the portkey. I'll be along as soon as possible."
James grabbed his sister by the wrist and pulled her toward a huddle of people carrying the portkey. He instructed Ashley to touch it. She touched it, and they waited for the time to run out.
Ginny, however, struggled to pull her husband to the kids. She pulled and pulled, and slowly edged nearer. Twenty seconds left. She was 18 feet away. Ten seconds. She was eight feet away. Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two…
She thrust her husband's hand onto the portkey. In seconds, he, Ginny, James, and the other people touching the portkey all disappeared, and reappeared in a little shop in Hogsmeade. When they got there, the first thing Ashley did was shake her dad.
"Dad, please get up! Don't be dead!"
James laughed. Then he assured Ashley he wasn't dead. He pointed to Harry's chest, and explained to Ashley that as long as their dad breathes, he isn't dead.
Ginny soon appeared in the shop too, her wand raised over her head. She lowered the wand and stuffed it in her pocket. Then she ran over to Harry. "Please get up!" she sobbed.
When Harry finally came to, he shook his head. Then he rubbed his scar, while muttering, "Ugh!"
Ashley ran up and hugged her dad. "You're alive!" she screamed.
Harry laughed, "I think so," he said.
Ginny said, "Well, at least your all right." She didn't ask what happened, because she recognized one of Harry's scar attacks when she saw one.
"Well," Harry said, while standing up slowly. "Let's go home."
They all walked toward the entrance to the store. There, Harry saw a magazine. It had Hermione Granger written over the top of the cover, and a moving picture of her in the middle. Her picture self was giving Harry flirtish looks, as her bushy brown hair blew behind her. Harry smiled and thought That's Hermione all right!
Harry walked out of the store with Ginny, and Ashley. But James stayed, hypnotized by Hermione's picture, which had begun to flirt with him. Ginny noticed that James was gone and went back to go get him.
This is a perfect time for me to tell you about Hermione. In her Hogwarts year, she had sort of a crush on Harry. The two did end up good friends, but Hermione was the nerd of Gryffindor, so the two didn't hang out as much as Harry and Ron did. No one could have guessed that she'd grow up to be a witch supermodel (just to model wands though).
She has bushy brown hair and hypnotizing green eyes. When she's not modeling, she wears small glasses.
After tearing James away from the magazine (Wands for Witches and Wizards Weekly), The Potters went home. They ate a lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and then got doing whatever it was they did on a Saturday. James got into his Hogwarts robes and got back on the Hogwarts Express, Ashley went off to play with the girl next door, and Ginny cleaned up the table. Harry went to bed, because a lot had happened to him that day.
As he jumped into his bed, he heard crunching from outside his window, and a swish of robes. He looked outside, only to see the tail of black robes moving through his yard. Suddenly, he heard Ginny scream and a plate smash. He ran to the kitchen and found a piece of paper where Ginny had been. It read, "At last, number two."
It was in a different handwriting than the first note.
"Really?" asked Ron, even though he hadn't paid much attention.
It was the day of Ron and Hermione's wedding. Ron was dressed in a tuxedo. Weddings are a muggle tradition that carried on in the wizard world.
Harry had just finished telling Ron about what happened.
"Yes," he continued, "And immediately after, I called the Ministry. They said if they find who it is, he'll get five years in Azkaban, minimum. I just…"
"Look Harry, I can't really pay attention right now. It's my wedding! I supposed to be happy. I'll help you after the wedding."
Then Ron puffed out his chest, and walked into the wedding hall. Harry also walked up. He was Ron's best man.
The music started. The flower girls ran through the hall, throwing flowers here and there. They where shortly followed by Hermione. She walked down the hall in probably the most beautiful wedding dress Harry and Ron had ever seen.
She finally got to the altar, but the music didn't stop. A man dressed in white robes and a white pointed hat walked out of the back door. Then the music stopped.
"Dearly beloved," he said warmly. "We are gathered here today to witness these two lovers join each other in marrige. If anyone objects to this marrige, let him speak now or forever keep quiet." It isn't exactly what a muggle preacher would have said, but it still worked.
Then, a man in the audience stood up. It was the seeker from the team Harry defeated! Harry also noticed that he was wearing black robes! Smoke Erupted from his finger. There were gasps and screams, as everyone tried to escape.
Harry was trying too, but then he heard Ron yell, "Hermione!" as someone would if they where looking for someone.
It was then that it hit Harry.
