Disclaimer- okay I don't own Harry Potter, Hermione, the Weasleys, or any
other Characters in J.K.'s stories. As one of my reviewers put it, this
story line has been used before, so I am just gonna have to make mine
special. LOL Enjoy yet another chappie.
Chapter 4-A moment of meeting
Later that morning Harry awoke to an empty house. Glancing around the room, he found a note in Crystal's handwriting, on his nightstand. Picking up his glasses he read it over.
Harry, Hey hon. Unfortunately, my alarm clock didn't go off today. You didn't have anything to do with that did you? Don't worry; it was a relief to sleep in for a change. Today is the day we, as in all of us, were supposed to go pick out a pet for Ginny. For the life of me, you would not get up! So it's just me and Ginny. We'll be back around one.
Lots of love,
Crystal
P.S. There was a note for you on top of the car this morning, right next to the cutest little owl; I had to restrain myself from keeping it as a pet. The letter is in the kitchen.
After reading the letter, he slowly made his way down to the kitchen for a quick breakfast, and most importantly, his letter. After not being able to find something already made, he gave up on the breakfast, in fear that he might torch the house. Eyeing the piece of rolled up parchment on the counter; he figured this was his letter. Unrolling it caused three other letters to fall out as well. Picking one up, he started on the first of many letters he would read that morning.
Harre,
Hows lif ben treatin ya? We all mis ya lik craze. Dumbledor was gonna ofer ya the dada position after ya lef Hogwarts. But ya lef' in such a 'urry. I'm sur if ya came back he woul' glaly giv it to ya. Congrats on yer wif and dauter, bes of luk, an come hom soon.
Hagrid
Harry couldn't help but let out a small grin. He sighed softly, as he picked up the next letter.
Harry,
Congratulations on all that you have. I'm not going to ask you to come home, as I'm sure you would rather stay there with your wife. Bring your daughter up right Harry. And as much as I wish you'd come home, you need to be with your family. OH, and bye the way, your daughter's name sounds vaguely FAMILIAR!
Ginny
Harry let a shocked look fill his face. He had to admit it, he was shocked. He was expecting Ginny to be a little upset, maybe a little depressed, but not hysterically angry.
Harry,
It's so good to be in contact with you again! So you're married, with a daughter? Well as I already know Ginny is not very happy with that. She still fancies you. But Ron and I convinced her to write you anyway. Although, after reading her letter, we weren't exactly sure if that was a good thing. Why did you give your daughter her name? Well Ron told me about you wanting to meet up with him. Do you mind if I tag along? It would be so great to see you again. Well, hopefully, I will see you then.
Love
Hermione
Harry was glad that Hermione wrote him. He even felt a little flattered about Ginny's feelings. But that vanished as he picked up his next letter.
Harry, Hey mate. You finally wrote back! Mum nearly had a heart attack when she found out. She looks at you as another son. Well I suppose you have already read the other letters. More so, Ginny's. Sorry about that, I didn't know she would go nutters like she did. About the meeting. How about this morning. You can apparate right? I mean we got our licenses before you, well disappeared. So apparate to the burrow. We'll be waiting. Come around eleven. Does that sound good?
Ron
Harry instantly turned around to glance at the clock, 10:37. Harry sighed in frustration. He didn't have time to send a reply. He supposed he would get ready, then just apparate over to the burrow. He ran up the stairs and grabbed some nice, yet casual looking clothes, and headed for the shower. About twenty minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, dressed and groomed as nicely as possible, which wasn't very easy considering his hair was unkempt at all times. He quickly grabbed a few pictures of Himself, Ginny, and Crystal, shoved them in his pocket, and with a pop, he apparated o the burrow.
******************AT THE BURROW*********************************************
Harry sighed as he stepped up to the porch of the once familiar house. It was exactly the same, and it seemed so different at the same time. He swiftly pounded on the door. A few moments later the door slowly opened. Only to reveal an older Mrs. Weasley. You could still see some of the Weasley red in her hair, but most of it had turned gray with age. Mrs. Weasley slowly pulled Harry into a hug. It was hard not to notice but she was crying. She let go of him and smiled. Harry let out a large grin, and walked into the house. Mrs. Weasley let out a sigh. "I'll go fetch Ron. It's so good to see you Harry. At least you moved on with your life, as much as I wish you didn't, but Ron still lives at home." He could hear her slow, steady footsteps; make their way up the stairs. For the first time in years, he didn't feel like something was missing. His thoughts were interrupted by the stampeding footsteps, of what sounded like all of the Weasley children. But as they emerged, he found he was wrong. Ginny was not among them. Harry forced himself to grin at his friends. Fred, George, Hermione, and Ron anxiously waited for Harry to say the first word. "Hi everyone" Harry managed before four sets of arms simultaneously pulled him into a large hug. He felt like he was home at last.
AUTHOR NOTE: thanx for the reviews. I'll keep writing for those who care. The next chapter is going to be in Ginny's POV. From the time Harry arrives at the burrow, chapter 6 will be back in Harry's POV and what happens during their conversation.
Chapter 4-A moment of meeting
Later that morning Harry awoke to an empty house. Glancing around the room, he found a note in Crystal's handwriting, on his nightstand. Picking up his glasses he read it over.
Harry, Hey hon. Unfortunately, my alarm clock didn't go off today. You didn't have anything to do with that did you? Don't worry; it was a relief to sleep in for a change. Today is the day we, as in all of us, were supposed to go pick out a pet for Ginny. For the life of me, you would not get up! So it's just me and Ginny. We'll be back around one.
Lots of love,
Crystal
P.S. There was a note for you on top of the car this morning, right next to the cutest little owl; I had to restrain myself from keeping it as a pet. The letter is in the kitchen.
After reading the letter, he slowly made his way down to the kitchen for a quick breakfast, and most importantly, his letter. After not being able to find something already made, he gave up on the breakfast, in fear that he might torch the house. Eyeing the piece of rolled up parchment on the counter; he figured this was his letter. Unrolling it caused three other letters to fall out as well. Picking one up, he started on the first of many letters he would read that morning.
Harre,
Hows lif ben treatin ya? We all mis ya lik craze. Dumbledor was gonna ofer ya the dada position after ya lef Hogwarts. But ya lef' in such a 'urry. I'm sur if ya came back he woul' glaly giv it to ya. Congrats on yer wif and dauter, bes of luk, an come hom soon.
Hagrid
Harry couldn't help but let out a small grin. He sighed softly, as he picked up the next letter.
Harry,
Congratulations on all that you have. I'm not going to ask you to come home, as I'm sure you would rather stay there with your wife. Bring your daughter up right Harry. And as much as I wish you'd come home, you need to be with your family. OH, and bye the way, your daughter's name sounds vaguely FAMILIAR!
Ginny
Harry let a shocked look fill his face. He had to admit it, he was shocked. He was expecting Ginny to be a little upset, maybe a little depressed, but not hysterically angry.
Harry,
It's so good to be in contact with you again! So you're married, with a daughter? Well as I already know Ginny is not very happy with that. She still fancies you. But Ron and I convinced her to write you anyway. Although, after reading her letter, we weren't exactly sure if that was a good thing. Why did you give your daughter her name? Well Ron told me about you wanting to meet up with him. Do you mind if I tag along? It would be so great to see you again. Well, hopefully, I will see you then.
Love
Hermione
Harry was glad that Hermione wrote him. He even felt a little flattered about Ginny's feelings. But that vanished as he picked up his next letter.
Harry, Hey mate. You finally wrote back! Mum nearly had a heart attack when she found out. She looks at you as another son. Well I suppose you have already read the other letters. More so, Ginny's. Sorry about that, I didn't know she would go nutters like she did. About the meeting. How about this morning. You can apparate right? I mean we got our licenses before you, well disappeared. So apparate to the burrow. We'll be waiting. Come around eleven. Does that sound good?
Ron
Harry instantly turned around to glance at the clock, 10:37. Harry sighed in frustration. He didn't have time to send a reply. He supposed he would get ready, then just apparate over to the burrow. He ran up the stairs and grabbed some nice, yet casual looking clothes, and headed for the shower. About twenty minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, dressed and groomed as nicely as possible, which wasn't very easy considering his hair was unkempt at all times. He quickly grabbed a few pictures of Himself, Ginny, and Crystal, shoved them in his pocket, and with a pop, he apparated o the burrow.
******************AT THE BURROW*********************************************
Harry sighed as he stepped up to the porch of the once familiar house. It was exactly the same, and it seemed so different at the same time. He swiftly pounded on the door. A few moments later the door slowly opened. Only to reveal an older Mrs. Weasley. You could still see some of the Weasley red in her hair, but most of it had turned gray with age. Mrs. Weasley slowly pulled Harry into a hug. It was hard not to notice but she was crying. She let go of him and smiled. Harry let out a large grin, and walked into the house. Mrs. Weasley let out a sigh. "I'll go fetch Ron. It's so good to see you Harry. At least you moved on with your life, as much as I wish you didn't, but Ron still lives at home." He could hear her slow, steady footsteps; make their way up the stairs. For the first time in years, he didn't feel like something was missing. His thoughts were interrupted by the stampeding footsteps, of what sounded like all of the Weasley children. But as they emerged, he found he was wrong. Ginny was not among them. Harry forced himself to grin at his friends. Fred, George, Hermione, and Ron anxiously waited for Harry to say the first word. "Hi everyone" Harry managed before four sets of arms simultaneously pulled him into a large hug. He felt like he was home at last.
AUTHOR NOTE: thanx for the reviews. I'll keep writing for those who care. The next chapter is going to be in Ginny's POV. From the time Harry arrives at the burrow, chapter 6 will be back in Harry's POV and what happens during their conversation.