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Esodes08= No, I've never been to the UK. I haven't even been out of the United States, for that matter. :-(
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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"What the-?" She never got to finish her sentence, because the telephone booth that she was in suddenly started to move downwards! What was going on? A few second later, a chink of golden light appeared, rose up Kathleen's body, and then the phone booth stopped moving. Kathleen opened the door of the booth, and stepped out. Her jaw dropped.
She was in a long hall. In the middle, there was a magnificent fountain, and on both sides of the hall, there were fireplaces. People in robes were coming out of, or disappearing into, the fireplaces. The ceiling was covered with little moving golden figures, and at the far end of the hall, were golden gates.
She decided to ask someone where she was, and so went up to a boy who looked to be about her age, 17. He had fiery red hair, and was talking to someone who could only be his friend, and he, too, looked to be about 17. The boy's friend had raven black hair, and startlingly green eyes. He wore a pair of round glasses, and on his forehead, there was a most peculiarly shaped scar, like a bolt of lightning.
She decided to go up to them.
"Ron, when are you going to learn?" The raven haired boy was saying. "Girls don't appreciate it when boys sneak up behind them and scare them like that!"
"Honestly, Harry! I didn't mean for-"
"Excuse me," said Kathleen. The two teenagers, Ron and Harry, turned to face her.
"Can we help you?" said Harry politely.
"Um, yes, actually...um...I need help."
"You're from the states, aren't you?" said Ron. Kathleen nodded.
"What do you need help with?" asked Harry.
"I'm a little lost..." she paused. "You see...I just arrived here in England today, and I was staying in a hotel when I decided to go and get something to eat, and on the way back to the hotel I got..."
"Lost?" Harry said.
Kathleen nodded.
"How did you get in here?"
"The phone booth-"
"Ah..."
"Look, who's the boss around here? I need to see him."
"He's my dad," said Ron. "He's in a meeting right now, but it should be over in a few minutes."
"Meanwhile, why don't you stick with us?"
"Ok."
Kathleen followed them to the golden gates. There was a line of people in front of the elevators.
"Where exactly are we going?" Kathleen asked.
"My dad's office," said Ron.
Kathleen was silent as Harry and Ron and herself finally stepped onto the lift. Ron pushed the number 1 button, and they were off.
When the doors of the lift opened, they revealed a bushy haired girl. She was standing in front of the lift, as if to block their entrance.
"Hermione! Move out of the way!" complained Ron.
The girl, Hermione did move out of the way, but she stared at Kathleen as she, Ron, and Harry stepped off the lift.
"Who's your friend?" said Hermione.
"I'm Kathleen."
"You're from the States, aren't you? Which school do you go to? I've heard there are many good schools of magic there-"
"Hermione, calm down or you're going to hurt yourself," said Ron.
"Don't tell me to calm down!"
"Then what should I tell you?"
Ron and Hermione continued arguing. Harry ended the argument by saying that he was going to hex Ron and Hermione if they didn't shut up, which, of course, they did.
"Ron, you're dad's meeting is over."
Ron opened his mouth to say something, but closed it.
"Should we take Kathleen to meet him?" Harry said.
"Good idea," said a voice.
All four of the teenagers turned around.
"Dad!" said Ron.
"Mr. Weasley!" said Hermione.
"Hello, hello," said Mr. Weasley. Then he spotted Kathleen. "And who are you?"
Kathleen told him who she was, and then Ron and Harry told him how exactly she had entered the Ministry. When they were done with their story, Mr. Weasley didn't look very happy.
"What's wrong Mr. Weasley?" Hermione asked.
"I want all of you to follow me into my office."
He didn't explain why, though Ron asked. He just said again for them to follow him. When they reached Mr. Weasley's office, Mr. Weasley hurried them all inside, and then shut his office door.
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I know this story isn't as good as my other stories, but keep in mind that I'm just taking a break before writing the sequal to A New Beginning. I've already planned it out, I just need to write it. Trust me, it'll be a lot better than this current story...Anyway, Please review.
Esodes08= No, I've never been to the UK. I haven't even been out of the United States, for that matter. :-(
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
.
"What the-?" She never got to finish her sentence, because the telephone booth that she was in suddenly started to move downwards! What was going on? A few second later, a chink of golden light appeared, rose up Kathleen's body, and then the phone booth stopped moving. Kathleen opened the door of the booth, and stepped out. Her jaw dropped.
She was in a long hall. In the middle, there was a magnificent fountain, and on both sides of the hall, there were fireplaces. People in robes were coming out of, or disappearing into, the fireplaces. The ceiling was covered with little moving golden figures, and at the far end of the hall, were golden gates.
She decided to ask someone where she was, and so went up to a boy who looked to be about her age, 17. He had fiery red hair, and was talking to someone who could only be his friend, and he, too, looked to be about 17. The boy's friend had raven black hair, and startlingly green eyes. He wore a pair of round glasses, and on his forehead, there was a most peculiarly shaped scar, like a bolt of lightning.
She decided to go up to them.
"Ron, when are you going to learn?" The raven haired boy was saying. "Girls don't appreciate it when boys sneak up behind them and scare them like that!"
"Honestly, Harry! I didn't mean for-"
"Excuse me," said Kathleen. The two teenagers, Ron and Harry, turned to face her.
"Can we help you?" said Harry politely.
"Um, yes, actually...um...I need help."
"You're from the states, aren't you?" said Ron. Kathleen nodded.
"What do you need help with?" asked Harry.
"I'm a little lost..." she paused. "You see...I just arrived here in England today, and I was staying in a hotel when I decided to go and get something to eat, and on the way back to the hotel I got..."
"Lost?" Harry said.
Kathleen nodded.
"How did you get in here?"
"The phone booth-"
"Ah..."
"Look, who's the boss around here? I need to see him."
"He's my dad," said Ron. "He's in a meeting right now, but it should be over in a few minutes."
"Meanwhile, why don't you stick with us?"
"Ok."
Kathleen followed them to the golden gates. There was a line of people in front of the elevators.
"Where exactly are we going?" Kathleen asked.
"My dad's office," said Ron.
Kathleen was silent as Harry and Ron and herself finally stepped onto the lift. Ron pushed the number 1 button, and they were off.
When the doors of the lift opened, they revealed a bushy haired girl. She was standing in front of the lift, as if to block their entrance.
"Hermione! Move out of the way!" complained Ron.
The girl, Hermione did move out of the way, but she stared at Kathleen as she, Ron, and Harry stepped off the lift.
"Who's your friend?" said Hermione.
"I'm Kathleen."
"You're from the States, aren't you? Which school do you go to? I've heard there are many good schools of magic there-"
"Hermione, calm down or you're going to hurt yourself," said Ron.
"Don't tell me to calm down!"
"Then what should I tell you?"
Ron and Hermione continued arguing. Harry ended the argument by saying that he was going to hex Ron and Hermione if they didn't shut up, which, of course, they did.
"Ron, you're dad's meeting is over."
Ron opened his mouth to say something, but closed it.
"Should we take Kathleen to meet him?" Harry said.
"Good idea," said a voice.
All four of the teenagers turned around.
"Dad!" said Ron.
"Mr. Weasley!" said Hermione.
"Hello, hello," said Mr. Weasley. Then he spotted Kathleen. "And who are you?"
Kathleen told him who she was, and then Ron and Harry told him how exactly she had entered the Ministry. When they were done with their story, Mr. Weasley didn't look very happy.
"What's wrong Mr. Weasley?" Hermione asked.
"I want all of you to follow me into my office."
He didn't explain why, though Ron asked. He just said again for them to follow him. When they reached Mr. Weasley's office, Mr. Weasley hurried them all inside, and then shut his office door.
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I know this story isn't as good as my other stories, but keep in mind that I'm just taking a break before writing the sequal to A New Beginning. I've already planned it out, I just need to write it. Trust me, it'll be a lot better than this current story...Anyway, Please review.