Yay! Chapter two!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the other characters.
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"Uh…thanks…" Harry replied, not knowing whether he was really grateful or not.
"It is, as you can see, a step up from Grimmauld Place," Dumbledore said, his eyes slightly twinkling, "There are no house elves here, much to Miss Granger's delight."
Harry chuckled at this, wondering was Hermione still trying to get SPEW to work. It had been two years now, and he had lost any hope he may have had for the little organization.
"Hey, Professor," said Harry quickly, "Is my stuff here?"
Dumbledore nodded, "You don't think we'd drag you all this way without your belongings now, do you?"
Harry shook his head.
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After Dumbledore had showed him his room, Harry set about finding Cho. He had felt he'd been a bit rude to her.
"Harry!" Ron's excited voice said suddenly, "You're here, mate. You want to see the gallery its really-"
"Ron, have you seen Cho Chang anywhere?" interrupted Harry suddenly.
Ron looked quite taken aback, "Um…yeah, she's in the pet room."
"Pet room?" asked Harry bewilderedly.
"Yeah, Hedwig and Pig are there, along with everyone else's pets. That's why its called a pet room, you want to go see that, too. They have beds for the pets and everything!" Ron exclaimed.
"Ok, thanks. I suppose Hermione'll be here too?" asked Harry.
Ron nodded, "In the library."
"Well, I'm gonna go see…um…Hedwig, if you see Hermione tell her I'll catch up with both of you later." Harry told Ron.
Ron watched his best friend run off, wondering why he wanted to see Hedwig so much.
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"Cho! Are you in here?" Harry yelled, walking into the pet room.
It was only by chance he'd found the room; he had been trying to find someone to tell him where it was but instead of going into another hall like he thought he had, he'd entered the pet room. It was…strange. It was quite unlike the other rooms he had seen so far as it was red with a golden carpet. There were little red and gold beds lying around the place for the pets. There were toads, rats, cats and owls. Hedwig was on a perch above a bed with a black cat in it. Something like a gust of wind came from above. Harry tilted his head up quickly enough to see that the same black cat who was sleeping under Hedwig had flown up to the ceiling, which like all of the other rooms, had a phoenix chandelier. Harry rubbed his eyes. No, cats didn't fly! But it was flying, and it had large black wings, almost like raven's wings on its back.
"Professor Dumbledore said that was due to illegal enchantment of animals," came a voice.
Harry looked over and saw Cho sitting down with a phoenix perched on her shoulder. She was stroking it slowly and not letting her gaze wander from the magnificent sight of the phoenix. Harry recognised it as Fawks.
"Oh," Harry said quickly, "Who owns it?"
"I don't know," admitted Cho, standing up and finally looking at Harry, "I reckon it's a member of the Order, one that hasn't came here yet."
"Um…you know about the Order?" asked Harry awkwardly.
Cho sighed and looked away, "It's not really fair they wont let any of us into their meetings."
Harry cocked his head. That had nothing to do with his question, "No, its not." He agreed, "But…why are you here?"
Cho remained silent for what seemed like an eternity but could only have been a few minutes. Finally, she looked over to Harry, her dark eyes full of tears. "Harry, there after me! I don't know why-but they are!"
Harry looked at her sympathetically. He knew what it was like to look over his shoulder all the time, to have to watch what he was saying incase he let something slip. It was practically the story of his life.
They remained in silence for about 10 minutes before Harry broke the silence.
"Sooo…how's your summer been?"
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