Through Death,Love Blooms
Chapter 4
Author:Rose-of-Red
I woke up and glanced at my alarm clock. It was only six o' clock. I sighed and rolled over. I couldn't go back to sleep. I got up, the morning sun shining in brightly through my window. I opened a drawer quietly;Hermione was still asleep.I pulled out a pair of shorts and a top and dressed quickly. I padded downstairs. I was the only one up. Or I thought I was until I heard laughter from the twins' bedroom. I smiled. I opened our pantry and pulled out some stuff to make pancakes. I heated the oven and soon our tiny kitchen was filled with the smell of mine and the twins' favorite pancakes. Apple cinnamon for myself and green apple for the twins. I heard movement upstairs. I paused for a moment. Someone else was coming downstairs. I looked towards the staircase. Two feet appeared. I smiled again; this was Harry. Someone I could enjoy a nice quiet breakfast with because the twins would enjoy their pancakes in their room and I would have been left in the kitchen alone.
"Hi,Harry.You want a pancake?"I said cheerfully.
"Sure,"Harry said,standing in the doorway of the kitchen, almost filling it completely. He had gotten taller over the summer and towered over me from his height of five feet nine inches. His face was composed handsomely. He was something every girl admired. Myself included in that. "What kind?"I asked.
"Just a plain pancake,"Harry said with a gentle smile.He glanced at the pancakes I had made for Fred and George. Or as they called themselves, Gred and Forge."What on earth?"
I had put food coloring in the pancakes,turning them bright green."Those are green apple."
"Well, I don't know about the apple part but they sure are green,"Harry said,walking up behind me and giving me a quick hug. By now, I had gotten used to this and didn't blush any. I turned and hugged him back. I looked up just in time to see a devilish grin play across his lips and then it happened. He started tickling me until I laughed so hard I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Stop!Stop!"I cried,"You'll make me burn your breakfast!"
"Maybe I like burned pancakes,"Harry said and started tickling me again. I twisted and managed to get my hand in the pancake batter. A devilish grin played across my lips this time; I turned back around and smeared the batter over Harry's bare chest.
"You want to play rough,huh?"Harry said and pretty soon we were flinging batter back and forth across our tiny kitchen. Somehow,I managed to cook breakfast and served it for Harry and myself and then I had him deliver the twins' pancakes to them. Harry and I ate breakfast together and chatted happily. We got through breakfast without having a food fight. Then when we finished breakfast and rinsed our dishes,we turned to the mess we had made earlier.
"Oh,Harry!Guess what?I looove you,"I purred,hugging him.
"Okay,Gin,you don't have to pour the charm on.I'll clean this mess,"Harry said and pretty soon he had the kitchen as clean as it was when it had just been me in there.
"You want to go for a fly?"Harry said.
"Sure,"I said.
He jogged back upstairs and got his broom. We walked out the front door and I grabbed a broom from the broomshed and we flew off into the morning sky.
After two hours, we landed back in my front yard I shouldered my broom and took it back to the broomshed. Harry waited on me. I rejoined him and we walked into the house. Everyone had congregated in the living room, apparently waiting for Harry and me.
"Thanks for breakfast, Gin," said Fred softly.
I looked around at everyone around us. They had spread from one corner of the room to the other. I shivered; there was something eerie about the whole thing.
"Now that everyone's here," Mum said.
"We have something to tell you all," said Dad.
My heart leaped to my throat.
"A terrible tragedy has occured," Mum said, tears forming in her eyes.
"As you all know, Bill was in The Order. He was working overseas to help promote our cause," Dad said.
"Last night, there was a raid upon Bill's headquarters. The raid was carried out by the Deatheaters, naturally," Mum said.
"There were many lives lost and everyone at headquarters fought bravely," Dad said.
"What about Bill?" I said, unable to stop myself.
"Bill is dead," Dad said as Mum dissolved into tears.
"NO!" I shouted, "Bill can't be dead! He's my-my-my-my brother!"
"I'm sorry," Dad said, moving to embrace me.
"NO!" I yelled again and fled from the room.
My door slammed behind me and I was left alone. I crawled into my bed, my tears flowing freely as I pulled my photo album from under my bed. I flipped through the pages, staring down at the smiling, moving faces.
"Oh, Bill," I sobbed, pulling the album to my chest and crying harder than I ever thought possible.
Sorry for the very long delay. I hope this chapter lived up to your expectations. Please let me know by reviewing or sending an email to roseofred8903yahoo.com. You could also contact me with an IM at Roseofred03 if you have AIM. Thanks much!
RoR
Chapter 4
Author:Rose-of-Red
I woke up and glanced at my alarm clock. It was only six o' clock. I sighed and rolled over. I couldn't go back to sleep. I got up, the morning sun shining in brightly through my window. I opened a drawer quietly;Hermione was still asleep.I pulled out a pair of shorts and a top and dressed quickly. I padded downstairs. I was the only one up. Or I thought I was until I heard laughter from the twins' bedroom. I smiled. I opened our pantry and pulled out some stuff to make pancakes. I heated the oven and soon our tiny kitchen was filled with the smell of mine and the twins' favorite pancakes. Apple cinnamon for myself and green apple for the twins. I heard movement upstairs. I paused for a moment. Someone else was coming downstairs. I looked towards the staircase. Two feet appeared. I smiled again; this was Harry. Someone I could enjoy a nice quiet breakfast with because the twins would enjoy their pancakes in their room and I would have been left in the kitchen alone.
"Hi,Harry.You want a pancake?"I said cheerfully.
"Sure,"Harry said,standing in the doorway of the kitchen, almost filling it completely. He had gotten taller over the summer and towered over me from his height of five feet nine inches. His face was composed handsomely. He was something every girl admired. Myself included in that. "What kind?"I asked.
"Just a plain pancake,"Harry said with a gentle smile.He glanced at the pancakes I had made for Fred and George. Or as they called themselves, Gred and Forge."What on earth?"
I had put food coloring in the pancakes,turning them bright green."Those are green apple."
"Well, I don't know about the apple part but they sure are green,"Harry said,walking up behind me and giving me a quick hug. By now, I had gotten used to this and didn't blush any. I turned and hugged him back. I looked up just in time to see a devilish grin play across his lips and then it happened. He started tickling me until I laughed so hard I had tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Stop!Stop!"I cried,"You'll make me burn your breakfast!"
"Maybe I like burned pancakes,"Harry said and started tickling me again. I twisted and managed to get my hand in the pancake batter. A devilish grin played across my lips this time; I turned back around and smeared the batter over Harry's bare chest.
"You want to play rough,huh?"Harry said and pretty soon we were flinging batter back and forth across our tiny kitchen. Somehow,I managed to cook breakfast and served it for Harry and myself and then I had him deliver the twins' pancakes to them. Harry and I ate breakfast together and chatted happily. We got through breakfast without having a food fight. Then when we finished breakfast and rinsed our dishes,we turned to the mess we had made earlier.
"Oh,Harry!Guess what?I looove you,"I purred,hugging him.
"Okay,Gin,you don't have to pour the charm on.I'll clean this mess,"Harry said and pretty soon he had the kitchen as clean as it was when it had just been me in there.
"You want to go for a fly?"Harry said.
"Sure,"I said.
He jogged back upstairs and got his broom. We walked out the front door and I grabbed a broom from the broomshed and we flew off into the morning sky.
After two hours, we landed back in my front yard I shouldered my broom and took it back to the broomshed. Harry waited on me. I rejoined him and we walked into the house. Everyone had congregated in the living room, apparently waiting for Harry and me.
"Thanks for breakfast, Gin," said Fred softly.
I looked around at everyone around us. They had spread from one corner of the room to the other. I shivered; there was something eerie about the whole thing.
"Now that everyone's here," Mum said.
"We have something to tell you all," said Dad.
My heart leaped to my throat.
"A terrible tragedy has occured," Mum said, tears forming in her eyes.
"As you all know, Bill was in The Order. He was working overseas to help promote our cause," Dad said.
"Last night, there was a raid upon Bill's headquarters. The raid was carried out by the Deatheaters, naturally," Mum said.
"There were many lives lost and everyone at headquarters fought bravely," Dad said.
"What about Bill?" I said, unable to stop myself.
"Bill is dead," Dad said as Mum dissolved into tears.
"NO!" I shouted, "Bill can't be dead! He's my-my-my-my brother!"
"I'm sorry," Dad said, moving to embrace me.
"NO!" I yelled again and fled from the room.
My door slammed behind me and I was left alone. I crawled into my bed, my tears flowing freely as I pulled my photo album from under my bed. I flipped through the pages, staring down at the smiling, moving faces.
"Oh, Bill," I sobbed, pulling the album to my chest and crying harder than I ever thought possible.
Sorry for the very long delay. I hope this chapter lived up to your expectations. Please let me know by reviewing or sending an email to roseofred8903yahoo.com. You could also contact me with an IM at Roseofred03 if you have AIM. Thanks much!
RoR