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Chapter 3: The Best Day of Holiday (Part 2)
Harry stepped, or rather ducked into the fireplace of number 4 Privet Drive and for a moment, all happiness of seeing Ron and the Weasly's was pushed over by the sickness of the whirling inside the fireplace.
"I think I might lose my stomach if this goes on any longer" Harry said, with a look like he was about to gag.
"Hey Harry! How are ya, mate?" Ron said with a smile on his face.
"Sss-sick." Harry felt dizzy and woozy from the spinning and Ron immediately took notice.
"Sorry Harry, the twins couldn't think of any other way to bring you to the Burrow. I forgot that you don't like traveling by Floo Powder. Here, have a seat."
Harry was happy that he was surrounded by people who cared about him, instead of the nasty Dursley's. He knew Ron would get him something to make him feel well again, Ron would do almost anything for Harry, except his homework. "Mum could you get the-no mum, Harry just has a bit of a headache he's f- O, I'll get it. Wait here Harry."
While Ron was getting the 'un-sick in one flick' wand, (Harry had never heard of this before, and even in his sixth year in the wizarding world, he still learned things) Harry became a little better and was able to look around at the Burrow. He was sitting in a nice chair in front of the Weasly's fireplace, which was quite tall, enough height for him to stand up in while ducking his head a little, and he looked at their special wizard clock. This clock did not tell time, but it told the location of where all of their family members were.
Dad: Working Over-time Fred: Diagon Alley George: Diagon Alley Mum: Garden Ginny: De-gnomeing Ron: Home
Harry remembered seeing a hand that said 'Percy' and he wondered where it had gone. Then he realized that they had gotten into a big fight over the ministry about a year ago, and Ron's dad must have removed it. "Well, I guess after that big a row you can't forgive someone that quickly." Harry said. In the corner by the clock stood some dusty cleaning brooms and other trinkets and things around the family room. Harry laid back and waited for Ron.
"Sorry it took me so long, mate. Couldn't find the little rascal. Anyway, 1, 2, 3"-He tapped Harry's head three times--- "Sickness is free!"
Harry felt as if he just was doused with a bucket of freezing water, and he began to shiver. Then he felt warmth inside, and felt completely healed, both mentally and physically.
"That sure did the trick!" Harry said, exploding with happiness. Harry hadn't felt this happy since the first year he went to Hogwarts.
"I've got to find one of those amazing things!!" Harry exclaimed. "Where did you find that Ron? I feel completely out of depression and everything!"
"Can't find it anymore, sorry mate. Mum bought it when she was in her 5th year, and they stopped manufacturing them 4 years ago. Besides, if you use it too much, it can make you off the Mickey in the head, you wouldn't want that."
Even though Harry couldn't get one, his happiness did not leave him and he was this way for the rest of the day.
Harry headed up with Ron on the thin, long flight of stairs to Ron's room. When Harry entered, he heard a booming voice, which sounded like Ludo Bagman's.
"HERE HE COMES FOLKS, YOUR FAVORITE STAR OF THE CHUDLEY CANNONS, RON WEASLY!!!"
Ron jumped on his bed and pretended to be flying around on a broom.
"RONS ONE OF THE BEST PLAYERS IN THE UNIVERSE!!! HOW DID HE GET SO GOOD YOU ASK? PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE! THANK YOU, ENJOY THE MATCH!!"
In the midst of all of the commentary, Harry could hear a crowd erupting with cheers, it felt as if he was in a real crowd in a Quidditch stadium himself.
Ron jumped down off of his bed. "Wasn't that great Harry? Fred and George bought it for me, custom made, it must have cost loads of Galleons! It does that every time I open the door, except at night."
"It was brilliant Ron, you must have done something for the twins or else they've changed a bit!"
"Yea" Ron said, with a proud look on his face. "Hey Harry, how about playing some Quidditch tomorrow, you and me and Ginny?" he said with a smirk.
Harry laughed aloud and could no longer contain his joy from being at the Burrow with his best friend. "That would be great Ron!! It would be one of the best days I've had in a long while!"
Harry was engulfed in happiness and truly thought that nothing that was brought upon them would ruin their fun together.
He couldn't wait for the next day to arrive, and fell asleep with peace and happiness in his mind and soul.
*--------------*
"Harry, mate. Hey Harry, HARRY?!"
Harry started and woke up with a jolt to see Ron standing over his bed. Ron was wearing Quidditch pads and was holding a Nimbus 2001 in one hand, and a Nimbus 2000 in the other.
"You slept for quite a while, you did, mate." Ron said. "12 hours of sleep Harry!"
"Really?!" Harry said disbelievingly.
"Yea, its just past 1, you were out like a light." Ron said with astonishment on his face.
"I better get ready then, but first, I'll need some breakfast. . ."
After Harry had fitted the second pair of pads on to himself, and Ginny was ready to go, they all headed outside to the open field past the garden of the Weasly's.
"Ginny, didn't see you yesterday" Harry said, with some concern.
"Yes, I was out in the garden De-gnomeing. But it was SOMEBODY ELSES JOB." She said, with annoyance.
Ron blushed and kicked off from the ground, on his Nimbus 2001.
"Ron was supposed to do the De-gnomeing yesterday, but he had to wait for you, his lame excuse. Mum helped me a bit, not too much." Ginny said with disgust.
"Well, no one really enjoys de-gnomeing anyway, Ginny," Harry said matter- of-factly.
"Lets just enjoy today and the rest of the holiday, I'm not up for fights." Harry said, seriously.
Ginny sighed, "Ok Harry, I don't like being mad at him anyway. Did you see our new brooms?"
Harry looked at the broom he was carrying and found that it was a Nimbus 2000.
"The twins bought you all of this?" Harry asked, astounded.
"Yep. They've become very generous to the family and are providing us with a lot of things we would never have had without you giving them the Tri- Wizard winnings. A thousand Galleons could get you anywhere. Thanks a lot Harry." Ginny said.
"Um, yea your welcome Ginny." Harry said, blushing.
"Come on you two, we have to try out these brooms and new Quidditch gear before daylight is spent." Ron yelled down from the air. He was a good 70 feet up.
"Let's go Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, and they kicked their feet off the ground to a wonderful day.
Harry felt free, free from all of his troubles and weaknesses, he felt like he could do anything.
"Whoever invented Quidditch," Harry said, "was a genius."
They played until it became dark, and they went inside and washed up for dinner.
*----*
"Harry dear, haven't had a chance to talk to you. How have you been?" She gave Harry a motherly hug.
"I'm doing great Mrs. Weasly!" and that was the truth.
After they had finished dinner, Mrs. Weasly discussed the trip to Diagon Alley that would take place tomorrow, and everyone was happy with the plan.
Harry couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts, and he fell asleep once again, happy.
To be continued. . . Please Review! Feel free to give ideas about what should happen in the story.
Anyway, here's what you wanted:
Chapter 3: The Best Day of Holiday (Part 2)
Harry stepped, or rather ducked into the fireplace of number 4 Privet Drive and for a moment, all happiness of seeing Ron and the Weasly's was pushed over by the sickness of the whirling inside the fireplace.
"I think I might lose my stomach if this goes on any longer" Harry said, with a look like he was about to gag.
"Hey Harry! How are ya, mate?" Ron said with a smile on his face.
"Sss-sick." Harry felt dizzy and woozy from the spinning and Ron immediately took notice.
"Sorry Harry, the twins couldn't think of any other way to bring you to the Burrow. I forgot that you don't like traveling by Floo Powder. Here, have a seat."
Harry was happy that he was surrounded by people who cared about him, instead of the nasty Dursley's. He knew Ron would get him something to make him feel well again, Ron would do almost anything for Harry, except his homework. "Mum could you get the-no mum, Harry just has a bit of a headache he's f- O, I'll get it. Wait here Harry."
While Ron was getting the 'un-sick in one flick' wand, (Harry had never heard of this before, and even in his sixth year in the wizarding world, he still learned things) Harry became a little better and was able to look around at the Burrow. He was sitting in a nice chair in front of the Weasly's fireplace, which was quite tall, enough height for him to stand up in while ducking his head a little, and he looked at their special wizard clock. This clock did not tell time, but it told the location of where all of their family members were.
Dad: Working Over-time Fred: Diagon Alley George: Diagon Alley Mum: Garden Ginny: De-gnomeing Ron: Home
Harry remembered seeing a hand that said 'Percy' and he wondered where it had gone. Then he realized that they had gotten into a big fight over the ministry about a year ago, and Ron's dad must have removed it. "Well, I guess after that big a row you can't forgive someone that quickly." Harry said. In the corner by the clock stood some dusty cleaning brooms and other trinkets and things around the family room. Harry laid back and waited for Ron.
"Sorry it took me so long, mate. Couldn't find the little rascal. Anyway, 1, 2, 3"-He tapped Harry's head three times--- "Sickness is free!"
Harry felt as if he just was doused with a bucket of freezing water, and he began to shiver. Then he felt warmth inside, and felt completely healed, both mentally and physically.
"That sure did the trick!" Harry said, exploding with happiness. Harry hadn't felt this happy since the first year he went to Hogwarts.
"I've got to find one of those amazing things!!" Harry exclaimed. "Where did you find that Ron? I feel completely out of depression and everything!"
"Can't find it anymore, sorry mate. Mum bought it when she was in her 5th year, and they stopped manufacturing them 4 years ago. Besides, if you use it too much, it can make you off the Mickey in the head, you wouldn't want that."
Even though Harry couldn't get one, his happiness did not leave him and he was this way for the rest of the day.
Harry headed up with Ron on the thin, long flight of stairs to Ron's room. When Harry entered, he heard a booming voice, which sounded like Ludo Bagman's.
"HERE HE COMES FOLKS, YOUR FAVORITE STAR OF THE CHUDLEY CANNONS, RON WEASLY!!!"
Ron jumped on his bed and pretended to be flying around on a broom.
"RONS ONE OF THE BEST PLAYERS IN THE UNIVERSE!!! HOW DID HE GET SO GOOD YOU ASK? PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE! THANK YOU, ENJOY THE MATCH!!"
In the midst of all of the commentary, Harry could hear a crowd erupting with cheers, it felt as if he was in a real crowd in a Quidditch stadium himself.
Ron jumped down off of his bed. "Wasn't that great Harry? Fred and George bought it for me, custom made, it must have cost loads of Galleons! It does that every time I open the door, except at night."
"It was brilliant Ron, you must have done something for the twins or else they've changed a bit!"
"Yea" Ron said, with a proud look on his face. "Hey Harry, how about playing some Quidditch tomorrow, you and me and Ginny?" he said with a smirk.
Harry laughed aloud and could no longer contain his joy from being at the Burrow with his best friend. "That would be great Ron!! It would be one of the best days I've had in a long while!"
Harry was engulfed in happiness and truly thought that nothing that was brought upon them would ruin their fun together.
He couldn't wait for the next day to arrive, and fell asleep with peace and happiness in his mind and soul.
*--------------*
"Harry, mate. Hey Harry, HARRY?!"
Harry started and woke up with a jolt to see Ron standing over his bed. Ron was wearing Quidditch pads and was holding a Nimbus 2001 in one hand, and a Nimbus 2000 in the other.
"You slept for quite a while, you did, mate." Ron said. "12 hours of sleep Harry!"
"Really?!" Harry said disbelievingly.
"Yea, its just past 1, you were out like a light." Ron said with astonishment on his face.
"I better get ready then, but first, I'll need some breakfast. . ."
After Harry had fitted the second pair of pads on to himself, and Ginny was ready to go, they all headed outside to the open field past the garden of the Weasly's.
"Ginny, didn't see you yesterday" Harry said, with some concern.
"Yes, I was out in the garden De-gnomeing. But it was SOMEBODY ELSES JOB." She said, with annoyance.
Ron blushed and kicked off from the ground, on his Nimbus 2001.
"Ron was supposed to do the De-gnomeing yesterday, but he had to wait for you, his lame excuse. Mum helped me a bit, not too much." Ginny said with disgust.
"Well, no one really enjoys de-gnomeing anyway, Ginny," Harry said matter- of-factly.
"Lets just enjoy today and the rest of the holiday, I'm not up for fights." Harry said, seriously.
Ginny sighed, "Ok Harry, I don't like being mad at him anyway. Did you see our new brooms?"
Harry looked at the broom he was carrying and found that it was a Nimbus 2000.
"The twins bought you all of this?" Harry asked, astounded.
"Yep. They've become very generous to the family and are providing us with a lot of things we would never have had without you giving them the Tri- Wizard winnings. A thousand Galleons could get you anywhere. Thanks a lot Harry." Ginny said.
"Um, yea your welcome Ginny." Harry said, blushing.
"Come on you two, we have to try out these brooms and new Quidditch gear before daylight is spent." Ron yelled down from the air. He was a good 70 feet up.
"Let's go Ginny!" Harry exclaimed, and they kicked their feet off the ground to a wonderful day.
Harry felt free, free from all of his troubles and weaknesses, he felt like he could do anything.
"Whoever invented Quidditch," Harry said, "was a genius."
They played until it became dark, and they went inside and washed up for dinner.
*----*
"Harry dear, haven't had a chance to talk to you. How have you been?" She gave Harry a motherly hug.
"I'm doing great Mrs. Weasly!" and that was the truth.
After they had finished dinner, Mrs. Weasly discussed the trip to Diagon Alley that would take place tomorrow, and everyone was happy with the plan.
Harry couldn't wait to get back to Hogwarts, and he fell asleep once again, happy.
To be continued. . . Please Review! Feel free to give ideas about what should happen in the story.