Chapter 18
It was just a week before Christmas break started. Ron's parents and Ginny would go to Rumania to visit Charlie, so the rest of the Weasleys would have to stay at Hogwarts. Hermione and Neville were going home and Harry wanted to go home too, but he didn't want to leave Ron, so he had secretly asked his parents if Ron could come to stay with them and was now waiting for a reply.
The four friends were eating breakfast and waiting for mail to arrive.
"So Harry, are you going home for Christmas?" Neville asked.
"I don't know yet."
"McGonagall wants to know today." Hermione said.
Before Harry could reply, Hedwig landed and Harry freed her from the letter with a relieved breath.
Dear Harry,
Of course Ron can come, don't be silly. I do wnat you to check if it's ok with his parents, though. Elisabeth is jumping up and down next to me, trying to make me force you to come home, she really misses you.
Oh, your dad wants me to force you home too. He wants to hear a fully detailed story on your first Quidditch match. Keith and Sean miss you too, of course.
Well, just let us know if you two are coming.
Love,
Mom
"Hey Ron, how would you like to come home with me for Christmas?"
Ron's eyes lit up.
"Could I really?"
Harry gave Ron the letter and Ron would have jumped with joy if he wasn't stopped.
"Well?" Harry asked.
"I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind, so write your mother we'll come."
Harry laughed and did as he was told. He was going home and Ron was coming with him, he couldn't be more happy.
~~~Hogwarts Express~~~
"How long untill we reach platform 9 ¾?" Ron asked.
"Two hours. You've been asking that question every hour since we left. Could you please stop?" Hermione asked irritated.
Harry sniggered and stared out of the window. Two more hour and he would be back with his family.
"Let's play Exploding-snap." Neville suggested.
Hermione rolled her eyes, but Harry and Ron gladly complied.
"You know, you could use this time to find out who Flamel is." She said.
"When I get home, I'll just ask Elisabeth, she's know." Harry replied.
"What if your parents find out what we're doing?"
"They won't, Lisa won't tell."
"How are you so sure?"
"You sound like I don't know my own sister, Miony."
"Sorry."
Harry smirked and turned back to the game.
~~~God know's how long later~~~
"How long untill we reach the platform?" Harry asked.
"Half an hour, and don't tell me your filling in for Ron." Hermione whined
"Well, that's exactly what I'm doing." Harry smiled. "Oh, Ron, I forgot to tell you. The village I live in is as special as Hogsmead."
"Why?" Harry's three friends were prakticly hanging on his lips.
"Well, it's tradision for the first born son to live in his parental house. It has been like that for I think even before Hogwarts was founded. My family is the only one who's lastname changed, because there was a family with only one girl, but that's not the point. The point is that wizards and Muggles live together in harmony. Now I know that's the situation in most places where wizards live with Muggles, but the Muggles in our village know we're wizards, so we don't have to worry about exposing the wizarding world, because Muggles have grown up with it."
"That's so cool." Neville commented.
"Don't the wizards get bugged about magical solutions to the problems of the Muggles in your village?" Hermione asked.
"That's the best part, they don't. The Muggles know about magic, but never bordered us with their problems and to show our gratitude all of age wizards decorate the village with magic for Christmas."
"How many wizarding families live in your village?" Ron asked.
"Three pureblood families, the Doors, Byrne's and Potters, but once in a while there is a muggleborn born."
"The Byrne's, do they have a son about the age of twenty named Nicky?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, and yes he is part of Westlife. (A/N: Sorry, but I just love them, so if you can't stand them; tough. They're in here and will not leave.) Oh, but the Byrne's aren't home. Mr Byrne is an Auror, but he had to work abroad. They left when I was eight and Lissy still had to turn seven. She was really good friends with their second son Matt, I think she still misses him."
Harry was being tormented for the rest of the ride with questions about his villages and the people living there.
Finally the train stopped and the four of them got of. On the Muggle part of the station they were greeted by their families.
"Harry!" Elisabeth yelled and hugged him tight.
Everybody laughed, but soon Harry was pulled into more tight hugs.
Ron and Harry said goodbye to Neville and Hermione and followed the rest of the Potters out to the limo (A/N: Hey, they're rich.) and got in.
The rid home was really interesting. Harry and Ron were forced to tell all about Harry's recruting and his first Quidditch match and of course about Hogwarts, the classes and the teachers.
"Potions master is a git." Harry said.
"Definitely, he treats Gryffindor's, especially Harry, as durt." Ron agreed.
"What's his name?" Sean asked.
"Snape." Harry answered.
"Snivellus?" James exclaimed.
Harry and Ron gave him a strange look and Lily hit her husband over the head.
"Don't you ever use that name again."
"Greaseball?" Elisabeth asked.
"Elisabeth Lily Potter, behave." Lily warned.
Elisabeth just ignored her mother and turned to Harry and Ron.
"Snape, as in Severus Snape?"
"How do you know that?" Harry asked.
"He was in the same year me and your mother, Harry." James answered.
"And your father was always bugging him." Lily said with disgust.
"He called you a Mudblood, Lils, he deserved everything that happened to him."
"Not everything, James."
"Ok, maybe not everything, but most of it."
Lily just rolled her eyes.
"At least we know why he treats Harry so badly."
"Hey dad, shale we anonymously sent greaseball shampoo for Christmas?" Keith asked.
"That's a great idea, but unfortunatly, your mother would kill us if we did."
"Darn."
They reached the house and James levitated the two trunks into the house. Harry took his sister apart. (A/N: No, not as in demolishing, though that would be funy.)
"Do you know who Nicolas Flamel is?" Harry whispered.
"Ever heard of the Philosopher's stone?"
"No." Harry and Ron answered.
"Mom, Harry and I are gonna show Ron the library." Lisa yelled and run of.
Harry and Ron followed and soon found themselves in the library.
"How in the world are you going to find him in here? This library is even bigger than the one at Hogwarts." Ron commented.
"I know where to be." Elisabeth replied and walked over to the alchemy section.
After a minute she took out a book and sat down at a table. She opened the book and began to look through it, flipping the pages. (A/N: Duh!)
"I know it's in here somewhere. Oh here it is." She pointed to the page.
Harry and Ron read it and smiled.
"Hermione will be proud of us." Ron smirked.
"Why did you want to know anyway?"
"We have reason to believe the Philosopher's Stone is at Hogwarts and Snape is trying to steal it." Harry answered.
"Snape? Are you sure?"
"I told you my broom went crazy at the game, right? Well, it was Snape. He was hexing it."
"Why would Snape want to do that?"
"To kill Harry. You heard he hates him and your father." Ron said.
"And he's been a Death Eater." Harry added.
"Yes, but he became a spy near the end of the war, and he's also the one who warned Dumbledore that Voldemort was after us."
"How do you know that?" Harry asked.
"Eavesdropping." Elisabeth winked.
A/N: Hope you liked it. I'm still looking for ideas on protection spells that were used on 31 October 1981 and your ideas will be welcome and almost surtainly used. Please review.
It was just a week before Christmas break started. Ron's parents and Ginny would go to Rumania to visit Charlie, so the rest of the Weasleys would have to stay at Hogwarts. Hermione and Neville were going home and Harry wanted to go home too, but he didn't want to leave Ron, so he had secretly asked his parents if Ron could come to stay with them and was now waiting for a reply.
The four friends were eating breakfast and waiting for mail to arrive.
"So Harry, are you going home for Christmas?" Neville asked.
"I don't know yet."
"McGonagall wants to know today." Hermione said.
Before Harry could reply, Hedwig landed and Harry freed her from the letter with a relieved breath.
Dear Harry,
Of course Ron can come, don't be silly. I do wnat you to check if it's ok with his parents, though. Elisabeth is jumping up and down next to me, trying to make me force you to come home, she really misses you.
Oh, your dad wants me to force you home too. He wants to hear a fully detailed story on your first Quidditch match. Keith and Sean miss you too, of course.
Well, just let us know if you two are coming.
Love,
Mom
"Hey Ron, how would you like to come home with me for Christmas?"
Ron's eyes lit up.
"Could I really?"
Harry gave Ron the letter and Ron would have jumped with joy if he wasn't stopped.
"Well?" Harry asked.
"I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind, so write your mother we'll come."
Harry laughed and did as he was told. He was going home and Ron was coming with him, he couldn't be more happy.
~~~Hogwarts Express~~~
"How long untill we reach platform 9 ¾?" Ron asked.
"Two hours. You've been asking that question every hour since we left. Could you please stop?" Hermione asked irritated.
Harry sniggered and stared out of the window. Two more hour and he would be back with his family.
"Let's play Exploding-snap." Neville suggested.
Hermione rolled her eyes, but Harry and Ron gladly complied.
"You know, you could use this time to find out who Flamel is." She said.
"When I get home, I'll just ask Elisabeth, she's know." Harry replied.
"What if your parents find out what we're doing?"
"They won't, Lisa won't tell."
"How are you so sure?"
"You sound like I don't know my own sister, Miony."
"Sorry."
Harry smirked and turned back to the game.
~~~God know's how long later~~~
"How long untill we reach the platform?" Harry asked.
"Half an hour, and don't tell me your filling in for Ron." Hermione whined
"Well, that's exactly what I'm doing." Harry smiled. "Oh, Ron, I forgot to tell you. The village I live in is as special as Hogsmead."
"Why?" Harry's three friends were prakticly hanging on his lips.
"Well, it's tradision for the first born son to live in his parental house. It has been like that for I think even before Hogwarts was founded. My family is the only one who's lastname changed, because there was a family with only one girl, but that's not the point. The point is that wizards and Muggles live together in harmony. Now I know that's the situation in most places where wizards live with Muggles, but the Muggles in our village know we're wizards, so we don't have to worry about exposing the wizarding world, because Muggles have grown up with it."
"That's so cool." Neville commented.
"Don't the wizards get bugged about magical solutions to the problems of the Muggles in your village?" Hermione asked.
"That's the best part, they don't. The Muggles know about magic, but never bordered us with their problems and to show our gratitude all of age wizards decorate the village with magic for Christmas."
"How many wizarding families live in your village?" Ron asked.
"Three pureblood families, the Doors, Byrne's and Potters, but once in a while there is a muggleborn born."
"The Byrne's, do they have a son about the age of twenty named Nicky?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, and yes he is part of Westlife. (A/N: Sorry, but I just love them, so if you can't stand them; tough. They're in here and will not leave.) Oh, but the Byrne's aren't home. Mr Byrne is an Auror, but he had to work abroad. They left when I was eight and Lissy still had to turn seven. She was really good friends with their second son Matt, I think she still misses him."
Harry was being tormented for the rest of the ride with questions about his villages and the people living there.
Finally the train stopped and the four of them got of. On the Muggle part of the station they were greeted by their families.
"Harry!" Elisabeth yelled and hugged him tight.
Everybody laughed, but soon Harry was pulled into more tight hugs.
Ron and Harry said goodbye to Neville and Hermione and followed the rest of the Potters out to the limo (A/N: Hey, they're rich.) and got in.
The rid home was really interesting. Harry and Ron were forced to tell all about Harry's recruting and his first Quidditch match and of course about Hogwarts, the classes and the teachers.
"Potions master is a git." Harry said.
"Definitely, he treats Gryffindor's, especially Harry, as durt." Ron agreed.
"What's his name?" Sean asked.
"Snape." Harry answered.
"Snivellus?" James exclaimed.
Harry and Ron gave him a strange look and Lily hit her husband over the head.
"Don't you ever use that name again."
"Greaseball?" Elisabeth asked.
"Elisabeth Lily Potter, behave." Lily warned.
Elisabeth just ignored her mother and turned to Harry and Ron.
"Snape, as in Severus Snape?"
"How do you know that?" Harry asked.
"He was in the same year me and your mother, Harry." James answered.
"And your father was always bugging him." Lily said with disgust.
"He called you a Mudblood, Lils, he deserved everything that happened to him."
"Not everything, James."
"Ok, maybe not everything, but most of it."
Lily just rolled her eyes.
"At least we know why he treats Harry so badly."
"Hey dad, shale we anonymously sent greaseball shampoo for Christmas?" Keith asked.
"That's a great idea, but unfortunatly, your mother would kill us if we did."
"Darn."
They reached the house and James levitated the two trunks into the house. Harry took his sister apart. (A/N: No, not as in demolishing, though that would be funy.)
"Do you know who Nicolas Flamel is?" Harry whispered.
"Ever heard of the Philosopher's stone?"
"No." Harry and Ron answered.
"Mom, Harry and I are gonna show Ron the library." Lisa yelled and run of.
Harry and Ron followed and soon found themselves in the library.
"How in the world are you going to find him in here? This library is even bigger than the one at Hogwarts." Ron commented.
"I know where to be." Elisabeth replied and walked over to the alchemy section.
After a minute she took out a book and sat down at a table. She opened the book and began to look through it, flipping the pages. (A/N: Duh!)
"I know it's in here somewhere. Oh here it is." She pointed to the page.
Harry and Ron read it and smiled.
"Hermione will be proud of us." Ron smirked.
"Why did you want to know anyway?"
"We have reason to believe the Philosopher's Stone is at Hogwarts and Snape is trying to steal it." Harry answered.
"Snape? Are you sure?"
"I told you my broom went crazy at the game, right? Well, it was Snape. He was hexing it."
"Why would Snape want to do that?"
"To kill Harry. You heard he hates him and your father." Ron said.
"And he's been a Death Eater." Harry added.
"Yes, but he became a spy near the end of the war, and he's also the one who warned Dumbledore that Voldemort was after us."
"How do you know that?" Harry asked.
"Eavesdropping." Elisabeth winked.
A/N: Hope you liked it. I'm still looking for ideas on protection spells that were used on 31 October 1981 and your ideas will be welcome and almost surtainly used. Please review.