A gift from the heavens
One more week to go, Harry thought, one more week 'till we go to Hogwarts. Harry got out of bed and went downstairs to have some toast. Everyone was already dressed and busy and Harry noticed that there was a new house elf! Hermione was already badgering it about freedom and what not, but when Harry ran up to it, she ran away.
"Why is she running away?" Harry asked Hermione.
"Because she is afraid of you silly."
"Why is she afraid of me?"
"Because you are the Harry Potter." Hermione laughed.
"Hey, want to trade lives?"
"Ha, Ha, Ha"
"Well what's her name?"
"Penelope."
"Penelope? Whose elf is it?"
"Well that's the thing, it's actually your elf."
"My elf? MY ELF!! I have an elf! But how, I mean where did it come from?"
"Don't you read? Of course you don't, elves are created to serve people right? So an elf was created by the heavens and sent to you. They are sent to those who need them most, and I guess the heavens thought that you needed one. Now that she is in your family, she stays in your family until you free her."
"But I can't free her now."
"Well of course you cant."
"So why is she afraid of me?"
"Because all of the house elves envy her because she got you and now she is afraid to meet you from all of the magnificent things that she has heard."
"Oh well, now we have someone to keep the house clean!" Harry joked.
"Harry that isn't funny, remember my S.P.E.W. club you joined, now I'm gonna go get her so that she can meet you."
"Wait Hermione, what do I do with her over the summer? Just keep her here until I get my own house?"
"I don't know Harry that's for you to decide." And she was off to go get Penelope. Ron was over in the corner playing chess against himself and Harry went over to go join him.
"Mind if I play?"
"Oh no, not at all." And Ron reset his side of the board and Harry his.
"Did you hear that the heavens created a house elf for me!"
"Yes well don't you think it's a bit strange that in the middle of the dilemma of You-Know-Who you end up with a house elf created by the heavens?"
"True but can't the Order tell if it's a house elf or not."
"Well no creature, or human can take the form of a house elf. There is a certain pureness about house elfs that enable even the darkest wizards to take its form. Plus Dumbledore, and a high crew of wizards already checked out your elf, Penelope is it? Anyways Hermione doesn't know this because she would obviously go mental. So that's the reason why Penelope might seem timid towards you at first because she had to take so many tests before she could see you."
"Oh, Hermione thinks that the other house-elfs envy Penelope."
"Well that can be part of it too."
Harry and Ron started their chess game and just as Harry felt as though he could win, Ron moved his knight to put Harry in checkmate and win the game. As Ron did a triumph dance, Hermione burst through the door with Penelope behind her.
"Penelope, this is your master, Harry Potter, Harry, this is your house elf Penelope." Hermione introduced.
"Hello Penelope, its nice to meet you."
Penelope was a little pink elf, with a pillowcase for clothing, like Dobby used to wear. She had big green eyes, and long eyelashes. She had thin blond silky hair, which almost reached her feet. She looked like a cute little doll, which can be held forever. Her eyelids had shiny purple eye-shadow looking stuff covering them, and she had really straight teeth.
"Penelope, say hello to Harry." said Hermione.
"Sor—sorry for Penelope's rudeness master, master should punish Penelope, Penelope a bad elf, Penelope not worthy of your great power sir." She had a cute high-pitched little voice.
"NO! I don't care what you do, you can sleep, play, or clean, whatever makes you happy." said Harry.
"Master, Penelope don't understand, which do you wish Penelope to do?"
"Which ever you want."
"Master Penelope should clean sir?" wondered Penelope hoping to please Harry.
"If that makes you happy." Harry answered.
"Of course that doesn't make her happy!" Pitched in Hermione.
"Hermione shutup, if a house elf wishes to clean, then she should be able to clean." Ron confirmed.
"But she doesn't know what she wants—"
"Penelope, what do want to do?" Harry interrupted.
"Whatever master wishes Penelope to do."
"Well I wish for you to have fun!"
"But sir—"
"Go on now and have fun."
"Yes master."
"And you don't have to call me master, you can call me Harry."
"Like an equal sir?"
"Yes, and no sir either, just Harry."
"If master wishes for Penelope to call him Harry, then Penelope should call master Harry."
"Ok then, with that settled go do whatever you want." And with than Penelope left the room humming a song to herself.
"Isn't she so-o cute!" Screamed Hermione.
"Yeah real cute." said Ron.
"I wasn't talking to you Ron."
"Oh, well I thought that was a rhetorical question."
"Well it wasn't"
"I think she is very cute Hermione," said Harry attempting to end the about to start argument.
"I gave her one of the rooms that isn't being used, because I don't think she should have to sleep in the spot, which Kreacher called his room."
"That's fine Hermione," said Harry.
"Oh I'm going to go get Ginny so we can go read stories to Penelope!" And with that she was running down the hall to go get Ginny.
"I haven't talked to Ginny that much all summer." said Harry.
"Well she's nothing special. Just a girl with red hair." And Harry and Ron started to laugh, even though that wasn't even that funny, they just felt that they had to get out a good laugh. Harry had all this time been receiving grief from all the others in the household, which brought back memories of his own. Harry has felt that this whole summer, and he has felt that he has been going through a depression disorder, but thanks to Ron, Harry's summer was turning into a new direction.
Harry and Ron played chess again, and all of a sudden anything that the other said became hilarious. They couldn't stop laughing! Then Harry and Ron kept eating and making impressions of other people they knew. Harry's favorite was reenacting Dudley's reaction to the atomic wedge that Harry had given him. After what seemed like hours Harry and Ron heard a scream made by Hermione upstairs which sounded like,
"MY OWLs ARE HERE!!!" Harry and Ron ran up the stairs and was about to open the door to Hermione's and Ginny's bedroom, when Penelope came running out of it, looking in relief to escape the room. When Harry and Ron entered the room they saw a huge book lying on Hermione's bed and Ginny and Hermione were gazing at a piece of paper that looked as though it were torn out of its envelope.
"No wonder Penelope looked relieved to get out of here," whispered Ron as he motioned to the huge book Harry noticed earlier. Harry smiled back in approval and ran to see what classes Hermione was going to be taking next year. They included, Arithmacy, Potions, Defense Against the Darks Arts, Herbology, and basically any other class that you can think of.
"Hermione aren't you going to drop any of these classes? I mean don't you remember what happened in our third year when you took so many?" Ron wondered.
"Well I don't exactly know what I want to be yet." Hermione replied.
"So you are going to take all of these classes until you know what you want to be!"
"Well I do have something in mind…"
"WHAT?!" asked Ron, Harry and Ginny all at once.
"Well, you guys can't laugh, I was thinking of either becoming a teacher, or or…"
"WHAT?!" They all repeated.
"Or ministress of magic." Hermione breathed out.
"Hermione how could you!" Ron screamed.
Ginny applauded and Harry stood there as if he thought she was joking.
"What do you mean how could I?"
"After all the mean things that Fudge has done to Harry, Lupin, Dumbledore, Hargrid and all the things that he has put my family through."
"Well Ron, if I became ministress, then I could change all that, and I could fire people like Lucius, and me and Dumbledore can go through things together. I can make great changes to our world."
"But Hermione, what if Percy gets there first?" Ginny wondered.
"Oh, I've thought that, and I think that Percy would be great, but from what I hear, he just isn't Minister of Magic material. No offense to him or anything."
"YES!" Ron screamed. "Now I won't have to have a minister of magic in the family!"
"And that's a good thing?" Hermione wondered.
"To me Fred and George it is."
"Not to me." Said Ginny, "Although it would be cool to have Hermione be ministress of magic."
"Well I don't know if that's the career I'm going to be taking." Hermione assured.
"HEY mine's here too! And Harry there is a letter here for you." Said Ron.
Harry opened the letter to see Dumbledore's handwriting. It read-
Harry,
I will be coming to the Order tonight where we can discuss you dream. I can't write much in this letter in case it gets intercepted. Oh yes and your OWLs results didn't include Occumlecy, which you will be taking with me this year.
Dumbledore
"Oh man, I can't be an Auror, Snape didn't put me in his class this year… HA HA HA for you two! I don't have SNA-APE I don't have SNA-APE!" Ron broke into song.
"But Ron what can you be?" Hermione wondered.
"I don't know I'm going to not plan out my whole life story as a 15, almost 16 year old if you don't mind." Ron replied.
Harry thought this was funny and so did Ginny because they both started to laugh. Hermione didn't think this was funny and grunted to herself when she realized,
"Where did Penelope go?"
Ron and Harry both shot looks at each other and looked away as quickly as they could so as not to break out in laughing. Hermione ran out the door to go look for her and Ginny followed.
"Poor, poor Penelope…" said Ron as he bowed down his head as if saying it in respect to her. "Hey Harry, what was in the letter that you got?"
Harry realized that he hadn't told anyone besides Dumbledore about his dream.
"Oh just that they forgot to tell me that I also had to take Occumlecy lessons this year."
"Not with Snape again!"
"Oh no, this year I'm going to be taking it with Dumbledore."
"Oh well you're lucky."
"Yeah… hey Ron, I have to tell you and Hermione something."
"What?"
"I can't tell you now, we have to get Hermione first." So Harry and Ron ran and found Hermione cornering Penelope. They grabbed Hermione and told Ginny to look out for Penelope for a couple minutes. They ran up the stairs into Ron and Harry's room.
"What's so urgent Harry?" Hermione wondered. To start of this conversation, Harry decided to tell Hermione and Ron about "the prophecy." Harry then told Ron and Hermione in full detail about his dream, and then the letter he wrote to Dumbledore and the letter he received from him. Hermione and Ron looked, not what Harry had pictured them to at the Dursley's, but with great concern. They told Harry that tonight when he saw Dumbledore to really share everything with him and try to get as much information out of him as he possibly could.
"Your dream, and the incident when you ended up in the hospital a couple days ago, it all links together." Hermione said.
"Yeah I should ask Dumbledore about that too, even though he probably already knows. He hopefully will have a lot of answers." Harry wished.
"I'm sure he will." Hermione answered. "And the prophecy, I knew it Harry, I just knew it. You have to be careful though. I can't believe that you have to do this. That you are the one who can conquer Lord Voldemort. Harry, I know you are going to win. I have full confidence. Just put everything you have into your schoolwork, and it will all pay off. If you want to, we can look up extra spells in our free time and have you try to learn them, incase you may need them." Harry was grateful to have Hermione's full support. Ron on the other hand, just sat there as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. His best friend was going to be the one who determined whether Voldemort died, or conquered the world.
"You guys, can you not mention this to anyone?"
"Of course we won't!" Hermione answered. "Right Ron? Ron? Are you with us Ron?"
"Y-ye-yeah of course I wont tell anyone Harry, I-I just can't believe it. Oh what the look on Malfoy's face is going to be when you defeat You-Know- I mean Voldemort."
"Ron you actually said his name!" Harry yelled.
"Yeah-well, you are going to get rid of him which means I should fear your name more than his so I decided to call you, you-know-who from now on!" Ron joked.
"HARRY! RON! HERMIONE! DINNER!!" Came Mrs. Weasly's voice.
"Dinner, and then Dumbledore," said Harry to Ron and Hermione as they went down the stairs to go eat some food, even though Harry was too nervous to eat anything.
Author's note: WOW what a long chapter! And I wrote it all within the time that I would have had a field hockey practice **looks at clock to see it says 4:30** now I've been good with the updating, seeing as I update every day! But people I want some reviews here. Kathryn I love u and your REVIEWS!!! And my anti-sheep muffin! Now people snap snap or you wont find out what MR. Dumbledore has to say! Mwhahaha! I have the power to keep you guys waiting! **Shows muscle** now review and tell people to read my story! I don't work these fingers for nothing! **Shakes out hand** Well ne who I hope u r enjoying my story and I hope u enjoy my gay author's notes! Toodles!