HOLA!! That's Spanish for Hello... I think. Okay, I know lots of people
have been criticizing me on my grammer and spelling. But, please, GIVE ME A
BREAK!! I'm only a 13 year old who studies English as a second language
(My first language is Malay. I'm a Malaysian who used to live in the US for
6 years. Now I'm in Malaysia)! Ahh... whatever. Just read and review.
Thanks!
"Mother!" Harry screamed. He bit his bottom lip as he remembered his dream. He had had the same dream every night since his stay at the Weasleys. The stone... The enchanting green stone... It was like a never ending light... Always glowing... Always... Calling...
Harry remembered how he had seen a clear reflection of his mother, begging Harry to let her out. Harry tried of course. He tried practically every night, and each night his dream grew longer and he became more desperate.
"God...," Harry muttered, "The same dream eight times in a row...," He shook his head, trying to recall the new episode of tonight's dream. Harry groaned. It was useless. Every tiny detail was quickly dripping out of his memory . 'Oh, well,' Harry thought after a long pause of thought. 'There's always tomorrow.' And with that, he dropped himself back into bed and drifted into a slightly easier sleep.
The first thought that reached Harry's mind when he woke up in the morning (Just now was the middle of the night), was a large meal of bacon and eggs. This was probably because the smell of Mrs Weasley's cooking was swarming in the air (Hah! I KNOW that's not a word!!). Harry licked his lips in delight and rushed towards the kitchen.
"Mornin', Harry!" The Weasley twins chorused once Harry arrived in the kitchen (The Weasleys dining table is in the kitchen so they probably ain't got a dining room. Watch Chamber of Secrets if you don't believe me!)
"Morning," Harry replied, taking a seat across Ron.
Mrs Weasley placed a plate full of scrambled eggs in front of Harry and gave him a warm smile. Harry thanked her gratefully and dug into his breakfast.
"Bacon?" Ron offered, holding a plate full of fried bacon in front of him. Harry nodded vigorously, his mouth stuffed with eggs. He took the plate of bacon from his best friend and dumped the lot of it onto his plate. After that, he scooped up all the bacon and eggs he could hold with a fork, and gobbled it all up (Don't ask me why I'm telling you all this! I'm just hungry!).
Harry heard a yawn from behind him followed by a giggle. He turned around and quickly swallowed his food.
"Hungry, eh?" Hermione asked with her hands on her hips. Ginny gave out another giggle.
Both Ron and Harry blushed hotly. He didn't know why, but something about Ginny and Hermione made him feel uncomfortable. At times Harry wondered; is it the fact that Hermione and Ginny are girls? But Harry would always shake that thought out of his head. Sure they were girls! THAT was obvious! But it's the fact that they're PRETTY girls was what made Harry confused. They seemed to grow prettier every year, Harry sometimes wouldn't even recognize them! He always wondered, if Hermione and Ginny weren't his best friends (Okay, sure. Ginny isn't Harry's BEST friend, but they are very good friends... right?), would he ever get a crush on them?
'No! NOOO!' Harry thought, trying to rid that thought out of his head. 'BAD THOUGHT! I wouldn't EVER fall for them! No matter how pretty they are! BAD THOUGHT! BAD BRAIN!'
"Hey, you guys want to follow us to our prank store?" George suddenly asked, breaking Harry from his thoughts. "We'll treat you with sweets if you want."
"Really?" Ginny asked, her brown eyes lighting up in delight. Then she frowned skeptically, as though getting a second thought, "What's the catch then, you two?"
Fred grinned mysteriously, "Why, what makes you think that, dear sister of mine?" He asked, his grin still on his lips, "We'd never ask for everything... in fact, we'd NEVER ask for nothing!"
Ginny stared at them in confusion, still wondering what the heck they were up too. But she passed that thought after Ron and Harry agreed to go. Hermione however, remained quiet for the time being.
"Aren't you going, Hermione?" Ron asked, grabbing his cloak.
Hermione shook her head no. "Er... no... I can't. I've got tons of studying to catch up too! I've been out on holiday much too long. It's time I get back down to earth."
Ron rolled his eyes. "For Heavens sake, Hermione! You're not going back on earth, you're leaving it! Have some fun, why don't you?" He said angrily.
"But... I've got studying... and...,"
"Just go already! You have forever to study! Besides, you're already three chapters ahead of the whole year six!"
"Actually, I'm four chapters ahead-,"
"SEE! Give the whole studying thing a rest!"
Harry could tell Ron was making Hermione uncomfortable. She (Hermione) was staring down at her shoes as though torn between two wishes. Harry felt her pain and tried to help. He walked behind her and patted her on the back, reassuringly. "Come on, 'Mione!" He said gently, "You can study later... just come with us. Wouldn't you like to see the prank store?"
Hermione nodded. "Of course... but... I don't know...," Harry gave her some time to think. "Alright... I'll come," She said after a moment. "Just let me get ready. Come on, Gin." She pulled Ginny and they both rushed upstairs.
Once the two girls were out of their sight, the two Weasley twins faced Harry with a smug look on their face.
"What?" Harry asked, in a blur.
"Nothing." The twins chorused happily.
A few minutes passed by, and the two girls finally came back down. Ron stared and Harry didn't blame him. Ginny looked extremely pretty in scarlet robes, her flaming red hair looked a lot darker than usual, Harry could tell that she didn't use as much makeup as Lavender and Parvati, but that didn't stop her beauty from shining. And if Harry thought Ginny was pretty, he should take a look at Hermione. She (Hermione) looked just as pretty, if not prettier. The only plus side to Hermione's beauty was the look of maturity (Ginny's mature too. It's just that Hermione's older and... I don't know... smarter?). She had her hair done in fancy curls whilst Ginny's were tied in a difficult fashion. Harry guessed they took their time to do each other's hair.
Fred gave them a questioning look. "Why are you going all fancy like?" He asked staring at the two girls, "We're just off to a joke shop. Nothing special."
Ginny blushed. "Erm... well... I was kind of thinking of... er... meeting a friend of mine... Joshua Crane...," She said, blushing harder.
Ron cocked a brow. "Friend? Friend as in BOY-friend?" He asked, as though daring her to agree. Harry was very much familiar to Ron's over protective brother attitude.
Ginny gave her brother a sharp glare. "No! He is not my boy friend!" She said hotly. "Besides," She added, crossing her arms, "Even if he WAS – and I'm not saying that he IS – It'll be none of your business! ANY of you!"
George shrugged. "Yeah, yeah," He said, "No need to get heated up about things... shall we go now?" Everybody nodded, Ron still eyeing Ginny suspiciously, "Alrighty then. Let's go,"
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins reached Hogsmead through floo powder. It (Hogsmead) wasn't as packed with students as it used to be due to the fact that it was still the holidays.
"Come on," Fred said, leading them to the West side. "Our shop's this way. We've got the best spot in town! Right across the sweet shop (Candy shop)!"
The gang rushed to the prank store, eager to see how it is (Alright! Their not THAT eager! Their more interested in eating the candy/sweets if you know what I mean!).
"Wow!" Ron gasped once they reached the front of the prank store. "It's really... unique?"
And right he was. Across the sign, in bright red letters were the words:
WEASLEY WIZARD WHEEZES
GRED AND FORGE
THE AMAZING WEASLEY TWINS
Pranks, Gags, and Tricks for ALL occasions!
"Nice, isn't it?" Fred said, grinning. Harry nodded, thoroughly impressed.
George frowned slightly, "Why's it always YOUR name first?" He complained, looking pointedly at Fred.
Fred smirked smugly, "Because, oh brother of mine," He said proudly, "I'M the OLDER one!" (I really don't know who's older. So... WHAT-EVER!)
George rolled his eyes, "Yeah, right... only by two minutes...," He mumbled angrily under his breath.
Harry and the rest of them (I don't HAVE to type in ALL their names, do I?) entered the store. It was packed with freaky and peculiar items of all shapes and sizes. Harry recognized a few but the rest he didn't.
Harry chuckled. 'Canary Cream' he read aloud, picking up a round blue bottle. "Nice...,"
"This is ridiculous...," Harry heard Hermione mutter from behind him, "I should be at home... studying...,"
Harry didn't argue with her. If Hermione felt she wanted to study, he won't try to change her mind (It's tough changing her mind). "Hey, what's then?" Ron asked from beside Harry. Harry turned to face his red-headed friend, smiling. "Wow," He said, "Your brother's sure are taking their work seriously! I mean, Invisibility Cream? Tough isn't it? The invisibility charm hasn't even been invented, really!"
Hermione peeked up from behind Harry's shoulder. "Invisibility?" She asked, looking impressed, "Lasts for 3 ½ hours, is it? That's quite good!"
"Quite?!" George spluttered, looking aghast, "That's not 'QUITE' good, Hermione! It's VERY good! Many full grown wizards can't do THAT! In fact, nobody's invented it before US!"
Hermione stared at him for a moment, as though trying to read his expression. "Is it safe?" She asked after a while, with her hands on her hips. George nodded. Hermione continued to stare at him. "Fine, then. I'll take two."
An hour later, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the twins could be seen outside Honeydukes sucking on Peppermint Sticks, Choco Balls, Sour Suckles (???) etc.
"Oh!" Ginny said suddenly, looking down at her watch. "I forgot! I've got to meet Joshua in a few minutes!" Ron suddenly turned as sour as Harry's Sour Suckle (???). Ginny ignored him. "I've got to go! I'll meet you later, alright?"
"Okay, bye, Ginny," Hermione said. Ron was fuming angrily.
Once Ginny left, Harry and Hermione were left to put up with Ron's angry complaints. "Ron!" Harry said exasperatedly, "Give it a rest already!"
Ron stayed silent for a moment, but couldn't stand but to continue again.
"Ugh...," Harry said in defeat. Ron was impossible!
"Having fun, children?" A voice asked from behind Harry. He spun around and came face to face with none other than the malicious, Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Ron spat nastily.
"Nothing. It's a free country isn't it, Weasley? I can do whatever I like...," Malfoy said smirking, "You're lucky they don't charge money for everything you do here in England, or you'd be broke! Well..., more broke than usual that is,"
Ron growled and started to make a move on Malfoy by grabbing his wand. However, he was quickly stopped by Hermione.
"Don't, Ron," She said, holding her red-headed friend back from attacking Malfoy. "He's not worth it...,"
Malfoy turned to Hermione, and looked at her as though he'd never seen her before, "Er...," He said, in a loss for words, "Who are you?"
"What? You don't recognize me Malfoy? You don't remember the filthy old Mudblood?" She said. Ron and Harry stared at her in surprise. They've never heard her call herself a Mudblood before.
Malfoy's eyes widened. "You- you're – but... you look – different...," He stammered.
Ron's face turned bright red and he glared angrily at Malfoy, who was still goggling at Hermione. "Stop staring at her, you git!" He shouted, "She can change her look if she likes! She isn't some item you see through a shop window!"
Malfoy turned back to face Harry and Ron as though he had finally fallen back into reality. He snorted. "I've seen prettier anyways...," He said nastily.
But as Malfoy walked away, Harry could've sworn he saw him (Malfoy) take another last glance at Hermione.
EH?! Malfoy staring at Hermione?! Freaky... but I guess that's what you get when a FREAKY writer is in charge of a Harry Potter fic. There's not much of the plot unfolding in here, and by the looks of it, they'll never meet Lily and James until chapters 20 and above! I'll try to do this a little quicker. Just continue to review, alright?
"Mother!" Harry screamed. He bit his bottom lip as he remembered his dream. He had had the same dream every night since his stay at the Weasleys. The stone... The enchanting green stone... It was like a never ending light... Always glowing... Always... Calling...
Harry remembered how he had seen a clear reflection of his mother, begging Harry to let her out. Harry tried of course. He tried practically every night, and each night his dream grew longer and he became more desperate.
"God...," Harry muttered, "The same dream eight times in a row...," He shook his head, trying to recall the new episode of tonight's dream. Harry groaned. It was useless. Every tiny detail was quickly dripping out of his memory . 'Oh, well,' Harry thought after a long pause of thought. 'There's always tomorrow.' And with that, he dropped himself back into bed and drifted into a slightly easier sleep.
The first thought that reached Harry's mind when he woke up in the morning (Just now was the middle of the night), was a large meal of bacon and eggs. This was probably because the smell of Mrs Weasley's cooking was swarming in the air (Hah! I KNOW that's not a word!!). Harry licked his lips in delight and rushed towards the kitchen.
"Mornin', Harry!" The Weasley twins chorused once Harry arrived in the kitchen (The Weasleys dining table is in the kitchen so they probably ain't got a dining room. Watch Chamber of Secrets if you don't believe me!)
"Morning," Harry replied, taking a seat across Ron.
Mrs Weasley placed a plate full of scrambled eggs in front of Harry and gave him a warm smile. Harry thanked her gratefully and dug into his breakfast.
"Bacon?" Ron offered, holding a plate full of fried bacon in front of him. Harry nodded vigorously, his mouth stuffed with eggs. He took the plate of bacon from his best friend and dumped the lot of it onto his plate. After that, he scooped up all the bacon and eggs he could hold with a fork, and gobbled it all up (Don't ask me why I'm telling you all this! I'm just hungry!).
Harry heard a yawn from behind him followed by a giggle. He turned around and quickly swallowed his food.
"Hungry, eh?" Hermione asked with her hands on her hips. Ginny gave out another giggle.
Both Ron and Harry blushed hotly. He didn't know why, but something about Ginny and Hermione made him feel uncomfortable. At times Harry wondered; is it the fact that Hermione and Ginny are girls? But Harry would always shake that thought out of his head. Sure they were girls! THAT was obvious! But it's the fact that they're PRETTY girls was what made Harry confused. They seemed to grow prettier every year, Harry sometimes wouldn't even recognize them! He always wondered, if Hermione and Ginny weren't his best friends (Okay, sure. Ginny isn't Harry's BEST friend, but they are very good friends... right?), would he ever get a crush on them?
'No! NOOO!' Harry thought, trying to rid that thought out of his head. 'BAD THOUGHT! I wouldn't EVER fall for them! No matter how pretty they are! BAD THOUGHT! BAD BRAIN!'
"Hey, you guys want to follow us to our prank store?" George suddenly asked, breaking Harry from his thoughts. "We'll treat you with sweets if you want."
"Really?" Ginny asked, her brown eyes lighting up in delight. Then she frowned skeptically, as though getting a second thought, "What's the catch then, you two?"
Fred grinned mysteriously, "Why, what makes you think that, dear sister of mine?" He asked, his grin still on his lips, "We'd never ask for everything... in fact, we'd NEVER ask for nothing!"
Ginny stared at them in confusion, still wondering what the heck they were up too. But she passed that thought after Ron and Harry agreed to go. Hermione however, remained quiet for the time being.
"Aren't you going, Hermione?" Ron asked, grabbing his cloak.
Hermione shook her head no. "Er... no... I can't. I've got tons of studying to catch up too! I've been out on holiday much too long. It's time I get back down to earth."
Ron rolled his eyes. "For Heavens sake, Hermione! You're not going back on earth, you're leaving it! Have some fun, why don't you?" He said angrily.
"But... I've got studying... and...,"
"Just go already! You have forever to study! Besides, you're already three chapters ahead of the whole year six!"
"Actually, I'm four chapters ahead-,"
"SEE! Give the whole studying thing a rest!"
Harry could tell Ron was making Hermione uncomfortable. She (Hermione) was staring down at her shoes as though torn between two wishes. Harry felt her pain and tried to help. He walked behind her and patted her on the back, reassuringly. "Come on, 'Mione!" He said gently, "You can study later... just come with us. Wouldn't you like to see the prank store?"
Hermione nodded. "Of course... but... I don't know...," Harry gave her some time to think. "Alright... I'll come," She said after a moment. "Just let me get ready. Come on, Gin." She pulled Ginny and they both rushed upstairs.
Once the two girls were out of their sight, the two Weasley twins faced Harry with a smug look on their face.
"What?" Harry asked, in a blur.
"Nothing." The twins chorused happily.
A few minutes passed by, and the two girls finally came back down. Ron stared and Harry didn't blame him. Ginny looked extremely pretty in scarlet robes, her flaming red hair looked a lot darker than usual, Harry could tell that she didn't use as much makeup as Lavender and Parvati, but that didn't stop her beauty from shining. And if Harry thought Ginny was pretty, he should take a look at Hermione. She (Hermione) looked just as pretty, if not prettier. The only plus side to Hermione's beauty was the look of maturity (Ginny's mature too. It's just that Hermione's older and... I don't know... smarter?). She had her hair done in fancy curls whilst Ginny's were tied in a difficult fashion. Harry guessed they took their time to do each other's hair.
Fred gave them a questioning look. "Why are you going all fancy like?" He asked staring at the two girls, "We're just off to a joke shop. Nothing special."
Ginny blushed. "Erm... well... I was kind of thinking of... er... meeting a friend of mine... Joshua Crane...," She said, blushing harder.
Ron cocked a brow. "Friend? Friend as in BOY-friend?" He asked, as though daring her to agree. Harry was very much familiar to Ron's over protective brother attitude.
Ginny gave her brother a sharp glare. "No! He is not my boy friend!" She said hotly. "Besides," She added, crossing her arms, "Even if he WAS – and I'm not saying that he IS – It'll be none of your business! ANY of you!"
George shrugged. "Yeah, yeah," He said, "No need to get heated up about things... shall we go now?" Everybody nodded, Ron still eyeing Ginny suspiciously, "Alrighty then. Let's go,"
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins reached Hogsmead through floo powder. It (Hogsmead) wasn't as packed with students as it used to be due to the fact that it was still the holidays.
"Come on," Fred said, leading them to the West side. "Our shop's this way. We've got the best spot in town! Right across the sweet shop (Candy shop)!"
The gang rushed to the prank store, eager to see how it is (Alright! Their not THAT eager! Their more interested in eating the candy/sweets if you know what I mean!).
"Wow!" Ron gasped once they reached the front of the prank store. "It's really... unique?"
And right he was. Across the sign, in bright red letters were the words:
WEASLEY WIZARD WHEEZES
GRED AND FORGE
THE AMAZING WEASLEY TWINS
Pranks, Gags, and Tricks for ALL occasions!
"Nice, isn't it?" Fred said, grinning. Harry nodded, thoroughly impressed.
George frowned slightly, "Why's it always YOUR name first?" He complained, looking pointedly at Fred.
Fred smirked smugly, "Because, oh brother of mine," He said proudly, "I'M the OLDER one!" (I really don't know who's older. So... WHAT-EVER!)
George rolled his eyes, "Yeah, right... only by two minutes...," He mumbled angrily under his breath.
Harry and the rest of them (I don't HAVE to type in ALL their names, do I?) entered the store. It was packed with freaky and peculiar items of all shapes and sizes. Harry recognized a few but the rest he didn't.
Harry chuckled. 'Canary Cream' he read aloud, picking up a round blue bottle. "Nice...,"
"This is ridiculous...," Harry heard Hermione mutter from behind him, "I should be at home... studying...,"
Harry didn't argue with her. If Hermione felt she wanted to study, he won't try to change her mind (It's tough changing her mind). "Hey, what's then?" Ron asked from beside Harry. Harry turned to face his red-headed friend, smiling. "Wow," He said, "Your brother's sure are taking their work seriously! I mean, Invisibility Cream? Tough isn't it? The invisibility charm hasn't even been invented, really!"
Hermione peeked up from behind Harry's shoulder. "Invisibility?" She asked, looking impressed, "Lasts for 3 ½ hours, is it? That's quite good!"
"Quite?!" George spluttered, looking aghast, "That's not 'QUITE' good, Hermione! It's VERY good! Many full grown wizards can't do THAT! In fact, nobody's invented it before US!"
Hermione stared at him for a moment, as though trying to read his expression. "Is it safe?" She asked after a while, with her hands on her hips. George nodded. Hermione continued to stare at him. "Fine, then. I'll take two."
An hour later, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and the twins could be seen outside Honeydukes sucking on Peppermint Sticks, Choco Balls, Sour Suckles (???) etc.
"Oh!" Ginny said suddenly, looking down at her watch. "I forgot! I've got to meet Joshua in a few minutes!" Ron suddenly turned as sour as Harry's Sour Suckle (???). Ginny ignored him. "I've got to go! I'll meet you later, alright?"
"Okay, bye, Ginny," Hermione said. Ron was fuming angrily.
Once Ginny left, Harry and Hermione were left to put up with Ron's angry complaints. "Ron!" Harry said exasperatedly, "Give it a rest already!"
Ron stayed silent for a moment, but couldn't stand but to continue again.
"Ugh...," Harry said in defeat. Ron was impossible!
"Having fun, children?" A voice asked from behind Harry. He spun around and came face to face with none other than the malicious, Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Ron spat nastily.
"Nothing. It's a free country isn't it, Weasley? I can do whatever I like...," Malfoy said smirking, "You're lucky they don't charge money for everything you do here in England, or you'd be broke! Well..., more broke than usual that is,"
Ron growled and started to make a move on Malfoy by grabbing his wand. However, he was quickly stopped by Hermione.
"Don't, Ron," She said, holding her red-headed friend back from attacking Malfoy. "He's not worth it...,"
Malfoy turned to Hermione, and looked at her as though he'd never seen her before, "Er...," He said, in a loss for words, "Who are you?"
"What? You don't recognize me Malfoy? You don't remember the filthy old Mudblood?" She said. Ron and Harry stared at her in surprise. They've never heard her call herself a Mudblood before.
Malfoy's eyes widened. "You- you're – but... you look – different...," He stammered.
Ron's face turned bright red and he glared angrily at Malfoy, who was still goggling at Hermione. "Stop staring at her, you git!" He shouted, "She can change her look if she likes! She isn't some item you see through a shop window!"
Malfoy turned back to face Harry and Ron as though he had finally fallen back into reality. He snorted. "I've seen prettier anyways...," He said nastily.
But as Malfoy walked away, Harry could've sworn he saw him (Malfoy) take another last glance at Hermione.
EH?! Malfoy staring at Hermione?! Freaky... but I guess that's what you get when a FREAKY writer is in charge of a Harry Potter fic. There's not much of the plot unfolding in here, and by the looks of it, they'll never meet Lily and James until chapters 20 and above! I'll try to do this a little quicker. Just continue to review, alright?