A/N: Hello to my readers. :) I thought I might warn you. I'm leaving on a
family vacation on Sunday, so this will be the last update for about a
week. When I get back I'll post the chapter after this one. :) Thanks for
the reviews.
Chapter 5-
From where they stood they could hear voices shouting, though they couldn't make out the words. Harry and Ron exchanged looks and walked foreword, listening intently to the muffled shouts. It was no easier to hear, but the twins joined them on the front walk of the house, trying to discern what the shouting was all about as well.
Through the front window they could see two people silhouetted in front of a lamp. There was the thin frame of the mother they had seen earlier standing on the lawn, and the then a slightly shorter and thicker frame belonging to the second voice they heard.
Soon one of the shapes disappeared and the shouting stopped as the front door slammed behind the same girl Harry and Ron and seen calling from the upstairs window. She looked considerably more upset now than she had before. Her oval face was red, and a few tears streamed down her cheek.
She saw the group standing there and hastily brushed the tears away, looking down at the ground timidly.
"Did you lot hear all that?" She asked, not looking at any of them.
Her voice sparked something in Harry's mind. He had heard that voice before... but where?
"No, we could hear shouting, but not what you said." Ron told the girl.
Both twins were staring at her in a way that suggested they had the same feeling Harry had about her.
"Good... I'm really sorry,"
"Sorry?" Fred asked, cutting her off quickly.
She smiled slightly, walking away from her door. "Yeah, my mum is a bit fussy about things."
"What sort of things?" Harry asked in spite of not wanting to. He knew, had Hermione been there, that she would have shot him a cold look to tell him to shut up and stop asking rude questions.
"School, my father, everything..." She was now standing with the boys in a loose circle, though she looked much calmer than when she first exited the house.
There was a short silence, where they all looked around at each other blankly. Harry's mind was still racing to figure out who this girl was.
"What do school and your father have to do with anything?" George asked, taking Ron's arm and forcefully turning him, to walk back down the path and into the open road.
"Want to join us on our walk then?" Fred inquired.
"I'd love to, thanks." She turned and walked with the three red heads and Harry. "Well, mum is upset because I'm only staying with her over summer holiday, and then I'm going back to live with my dad during the school holidays. She wanted me to quit at Hogwarts and go to a muggle school now that she's got a real place of her own."
All of them stopped dead in their tracks and stared at her. Hogwarts?
Chapter 5-
From where they stood they could hear voices shouting, though they couldn't make out the words. Harry and Ron exchanged looks and walked foreword, listening intently to the muffled shouts. It was no easier to hear, but the twins joined them on the front walk of the house, trying to discern what the shouting was all about as well.
Through the front window they could see two people silhouetted in front of a lamp. There was the thin frame of the mother they had seen earlier standing on the lawn, and the then a slightly shorter and thicker frame belonging to the second voice they heard.
Soon one of the shapes disappeared and the shouting stopped as the front door slammed behind the same girl Harry and Ron and seen calling from the upstairs window. She looked considerably more upset now than she had before. Her oval face was red, and a few tears streamed down her cheek.
She saw the group standing there and hastily brushed the tears away, looking down at the ground timidly.
"Did you lot hear all that?" She asked, not looking at any of them.
Her voice sparked something in Harry's mind. He had heard that voice before... but where?
"No, we could hear shouting, but not what you said." Ron told the girl.
Both twins were staring at her in a way that suggested they had the same feeling Harry had about her.
"Good... I'm really sorry,"
"Sorry?" Fred asked, cutting her off quickly.
She smiled slightly, walking away from her door. "Yeah, my mum is a bit fussy about things."
"What sort of things?" Harry asked in spite of not wanting to. He knew, had Hermione been there, that she would have shot him a cold look to tell him to shut up and stop asking rude questions.
"School, my father, everything..." She was now standing with the boys in a loose circle, though she looked much calmer than when she first exited the house.
There was a short silence, where they all looked around at each other blankly. Harry's mind was still racing to figure out who this girl was.
"What do school and your father have to do with anything?" George asked, taking Ron's arm and forcefully turning him, to walk back down the path and into the open road.
"Want to join us on our walk then?" Fred inquired.
"I'd love to, thanks." She turned and walked with the three red heads and Harry. "Well, mum is upset because I'm only staying with her over summer holiday, and then I'm going back to live with my dad during the school holidays. She wanted me to quit at Hogwarts and go to a muggle school now that she's got a real place of her own."
All of them stopped dead in their tracks and stared at her. Hogwarts?