Bring Me To Life
~* Firstly, thanks to Faroutindaforse, Cataclysmic, GoldenWolf88, Rary and Hannah for reviewing my story so far, you guys have given me the inspiration to continue! I'll keep you posted. *~
Chapter 3 ~ The Burrow, and Ron's Hair
Harry arrived at the Burrow with a pop. He was in their oh-so-familiar garden, with some Garden Gnombes chasing eachother around the place, ducking in and out of holes in the ground. Harry cautiously walked over to the side door, not wanting to make himself noticed to the Gnombes.
'Harry? Harry!' Ginny spotted Harry and ran over to open the side door. She flung it open and surprised Harry with a big hug.
'Hi Ginny, how has your summer been?'
'Great! Oh, you have GOT to see Ron's hair!' Ginny said, excitedly, and she grabbed Harry's wrist and led him upstairs, only stopping to yell to Molly Weasley that Harry was staying for the rest of the holidays.
They got to Ron's room, and Ginny left Harry to say hi to Ron. Ron, however, was sitting at his desk reading a copy of Quidditch Through The Ages, and he had bright purple hair. Harry started to laugh. Ron turned around.
'Harry! What are you doing here?' He asked.
'Oh, nothing, I just put a small hex on Dudley that'll wear off in a few days, and got out of there as quick as possible. (I wonder if he's started growing branches yet. . .) More importantly, what happened to your hair?'
'Woah, you hexed your cousin? Nice one Harry. Oh yeah, my hair. I'd forgotten about that. I was trying to do a potion that old Snape's got for us on the curriculem this year, and it kind of, well, backfired. Better now than in class I say.'
'Why don't you get one of your family to set it straight again?' Harry asked.
'They've all tried, nothing seems to work. . . maybe Hermione will be able to do it.' Ron wondered. Harry found Ron's purple hair quite funny, so he exploded into a fit of laughter.
'Shut up Harry.' Ron said. 'How long you staying?'
'Oh, until the end of the holidays, if that's alright.' Harry said.
'Of corse that's alright, mum loves having you here.' Ron mused.
'Cool.' Harry said. Ron and Harry left Ron's room and headed downstairs. Fred and George were sitting at the table with Ginny playing exploding snap. Ginny yelled out in surprise as her hand almost got singed. (A/N - not SING- ed, SINGE-d)
'Alright Harry?' Geroge said.
'Alright Harry?' Fred echoed.
'Hello Fred and George.' Harry said.
'We heard you were here.' One of the twins said (man they're hard to tell apart!)
'Do you like Ron's hair?' The other twin said, laughing, no, actually, BOTH twins were laughing. Harry cast Ron a look, and he too, started to laugh.
'Cut it out.' Ron whinged.
'Awwww, Ickle-Ronnikins can't take a bit of paying out.' George mocked. With the twins now 19, wouldn't you have thought they would have matured a bit? Wrong! They all burst out laughing again.
'What is all the fuss about?' Molly said sternly, coming into the room with some cut up sandwiches. 'Oh hello Harry dear, lovely to see you again.' She hugged Harry.
'Nothing mum, we're just telling Harry all about Ron's ACCIDENT.'
'Shut up Fred.' Ron mumbled.
'Now Fred, just because your brother has purple hair, no need to poke fun at him.' Molly said. George waved his wand, and a stick with the letters "F.U.N" written on it in purple writing appeared. He started poking Ron with the stick.
'Owch! Ow, cut it out George.' Molly gave George a death stare, and George got rid of the stick.
'It's okay, I've had my fun now.' He said. Ginny ended the game of exploding snap, and the twins left.
Molly put down the tray with the sandwiches on it, and left the room.
'Would you like me to try to get your hair back to normal?' Harry asked. 'After Fred and George finnished with it, it's probably near impossible to get back to normal.'
'Oh, alright then, just try not to make it worse.' Ron said, unsure of whether he should let Harry near his hair with a 10 foot pole.
'Worse? How could it be worse?' Ginny asked in a skeptical tone.
'I dunno,' Ron said, 'But you never know, do you.' He looked at a Garden Gnombe that was waddling around the garden outside.
'Okay, here goes nothing.' Harry said, and pulled out his wand. 'Reparus Onorema!' Ron cringed.
This, however, did get a reaction from Ron's hair, but was apparently the wrong spell. The once purple hair, was now purple with bright yellow stripes through it. Ginny stiffled a giggle, and Harry just gave Ron a sympathetic look.
'Give me a mirror.' Ron growled seeing Harry's expression. Ginny handed him her little pocket mirror.
'Ahhhhh! Harry, you made it worse!' Ron yelled. Fred and George ran in, and they both fell over in a fit of laughter.
'Hahahahahahahaha! We knew someone'd eventually try that spell!' Fred said, between laugher. Ron glared at the twins.
'You did this?' He accused.
'No, Harry did, we just, um, HELPED him along a bit!' George said, looking completely innocent. It was at that moment, Ron decided to chase Fred and George, screaming bloody murder.
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When all the boys had settled down, and Ron's hair was still purple with yellow stripes, Harry asked Ron when they were going to go to Diagon Alley.
'I'm not going in public like this.' Was Ron's reply. Harry shot him a nasty look.
'Wear a hat.' He tossed Ron his Chudley Cannon's souvineer hat.
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~* Well, that was chapter 3, hope you liked it. I have to go work on my other Fic's now, but I'll write more tomorrow! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~
~* Firstly, thanks to Faroutindaforse, Cataclysmic, GoldenWolf88, Rary and Hannah for reviewing my story so far, you guys have given me the inspiration to continue! I'll keep you posted. *~
Chapter 3 ~ The Burrow, and Ron's Hair
Harry arrived at the Burrow with a pop. He was in their oh-so-familiar garden, with some Garden Gnombes chasing eachother around the place, ducking in and out of holes in the ground. Harry cautiously walked over to the side door, not wanting to make himself noticed to the Gnombes.
'Harry? Harry!' Ginny spotted Harry and ran over to open the side door. She flung it open and surprised Harry with a big hug.
'Hi Ginny, how has your summer been?'
'Great! Oh, you have GOT to see Ron's hair!' Ginny said, excitedly, and she grabbed Harry's wrist and led him upstairs, only stopping to yell to Molly Weasley that Harry was staying for the rest of the holidays.
They got to Ron's room, and Ginny left Harry to say hi to Ron. Ron, however, was sitting at his desk reading a copy of Quidditch Through The Ages, and he had bright purple hair. Harry started to laugh. Ron turned around.
'Harry! What are you doing here?' He asked.
'Oh, nothing, I just put a small hex on Dudley that'll wear off in a few days, and got out of there as quick as possible. (I wonder if he's started growing branches yet. . .) More importantly, what happened to your hair?'
'Woah, you hexed your cousin? Nice one Harry. Oh yeah, my hair. I'd forgotten about that. I was trying to do a potion that old Snape's got for us on the curriculem this year, and it kind of, well, backfired. Better now than in class I say.'
'Why don't you get one of your family to set it straight again?' Harry asked.
'They've all tried, nothing seems to work. . . maybe Hermione will be able to do it.' Ron wondered. Harry found Ron's purple hair quite funny, so he exploded into a fit of laughter.
'Shut up Harry.' Ron said. 'How long you staying?'
'Oh, until the end of the holidays, if that's alright.' Harry said.
'Of corse that's alright, mum loves having you here.' Ron mused.
'Cool.' Harry said. Ron and Harry left Ron's room and headed downstairs. Fred and George were sitting at the table with Ginny playing exploding snap. Ginny yelled out in surprise as her hand almost got singed. (A/N - not SING- ed, SINGE-d)
'Alright Harry?' Geroge said.
'Alright Harry?' Fred echoed.
'Hello Fred and George.' Harry said.
'We heard you were here.' One of the twins said (man they're hard to tell apart!)
'Do you like Ron's hair?' The other twin said, laughing, no, actually, BOTH twins were laughing. Harry cast Ron a look, and he too, started to laugh.
'Cut it out.' Ron whinged.
'Awwww, Ickle-Ronnikins can't take a bit of paying out.' George mocked. With the twins now 19, wouldn't you have thought they would have matured a bit? Wrong! They all burst out laughing again.
'What is all the fuss about?' Molly said sternly, coming into the room with some cut up sandwiches. 'Oh hello Harry dear, lovely to see you again.' She hugged Harry.
'Nothing mum, we're just telling Harry all about Ron's ACCIDENT.'
'Shut up Fred.' Ron mumbled.
'Now Fred, just because your brother has purple hair, no need to poke fun at him.' Molly said. George waved his wand, and a stick with the letters "F.U.N" written on it in purple writing appeared. He started poking Ron with the stick.
'Owch! Ow, cut it out George.' Molly gave George a death stare, and George got rid of the stick.
'It's okay, I've had my fun now.' He said. Ginny ended the game of exploding snap, and the twins left.
Molly put down the tray with the sandwiches on it, and left the room.
'Would you like me to try to get your hair back to normal?' Harry asked. 'After Fred and George finnished with it, it's probably near impossible to get back to normal.'
'Oh, alright then, just try not to make it worse.' Ron said, unsure of whether he should let Harry near his hair with a 10 foot pole.
'Worse? How could it be worse?' Ginny asked in a skeptical tone.
'I dunno,' Ron said, 'But you never know, do you.' He looked at a Garden Gnombe that was waddling around the garden outside.
'Okay, here goes nothing.' Harry said, and pulled out his wand. 'Reparus Onorema!' Ron cringed.
This, however, did get a reaction from Ron's hair, but was apparently the wrong spell. The once purple hair, was now purple with bright yellow stripes through it. Ginny stiffled a giggle, and Harry just gave Ron a sympathetic look.
'Give me a mirror.' Ron growled seeing Harry's expression. Ginny handed him her little pocket mirror.
'Ahhhhh! Harry, you made it worse!' Ron yelled. Fred and George ran in, and they both fell over in a fit of laughter.
'Hahahahahahahaha! We knew someone'd eventually try that spell!' Fred said, between laugher. Ron glared at the twins.
'You did this?' He accused.
'No, Harry did, we just, um, HELPED him along a bit!' George said, looking completely innocent. It was at that moment, Ron decided to chase Fred and George, screaming bloody murder.
~***~
When all the boys had settled down, and Ron's hair was still purple with yellow stripes, Harry asked Ron when they were going to go to Diagon Alley.
'I'm not going in public like this.' Was Ron's reply. Harry shot him a nasty look.
'Wear a hat.' He tossed Ron his Chudley Cannon's souvineer hat.
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~* Well, that was chapter 3, hope you liked it. I have to go work on my other Fic's now, but I'll write more tomorrow! *~
~Gryffindor Gal~