Chapter 2 of A "Burrowing" Affection
{Author Note: Thanks to SesamE ChIckEN for reviewing.}
Harry woke up in the middle of the night with his scar burning. For a second he thought of writing Sirius, but as he started toward the small desk he remembered. He often wondered if he would ever get over the loss of his godfather. It was a humid June night and the small room Harry often referred to as a furnace was as hot as a furnace. He went to the window and opened it, only to feel the hot outside air. He peeled off his nightshirt and turned to Ron's bed, making sure he didn't wake him. To his surprise Ron's bed was empty, if you counted the rumpled sheets then it wasn't but the bed was definitely missing a certain Weasley.
Harry wondered down the hall to the toilet, being careful not to wake anyone. He tapped lightly on the door. "You in there mate?" He whispered through the door. No answer. After a couple more seconds of silence Harry turned around and walked towards the room that Hermione and Ginny shared. He knocked on the door. "Hello? It's me..." Harry softly said. He was tired of waiting for an answer and, figuring both girls were asleep, opened the door. Much to Harry's surprise the door developed a mouth and bit him. Harry yelled out and stepped backwards. "Bloody hell, what is wrong with the door?" Harry thought aloud. Ginny and Hermione stumbled out of the room. George and Fred came running down the stairs. Fred gave Harry one look and slammed him against the wall. "What do you think you are doing?" George and Fred yelled in unison. "Noth-"Harry started but was interrupted by Mrs. Weasley apparting in front of the scene. She pulled Fred off of Harry and demanded to know what was going on.
"Well, mom you see, Harry here was sneaking into little Ginny's room in the MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!" George yelled. "And I expect you were the ones who bewitched the door?" Harry asked. Fred nodded. "Brilliant aren't we?" But he quickly lost his humor when he looked at Ginny. "And Harry, what were you doing in the girls' room?" Mrs. Weasley asked calmly. "Well, Ron was missing, and I went to get Hermione, and..." Harry's voice trailed off when he glanced at Hermione. She was trying to contain her giggles, but it resulted in giving her a somewhat pained look. Harry silently laughed and became aware of his bare chest. He immediately folded his arms across his chest. Mrs. Weasley broke everyone up into pairs to search for Ron. Ginny had been secretly hoping to be paired with Harry, but her mother had instantly put Hermione and Harry together to search the garden.
After they had left the hall Hermione burst into laughter. "And what is so funny?" Harry demanded, but Hermione just looked at him and continued laughing. Harry shook his head and sighed. Girls. They finally walked out the door and headed for the garden. Harry and Hermione took separate sides of the garden and started looking. Harry thought he saw something move in the shadows when he heard Hermione scream...
{Author Note: Thanks to SesamE ChIckEN for reviewing.}
Harry woke up in the middle of the night with his scar burning. For a second he thought of writing Sirius, but as he started toward the small desk he remembered. He often wondered if he would ever get over the loss of his godfather. It was a humid June night and the small room Harry often referred to as a furnace was as hot as a furnace. He went to the window and opened it, only to feel the hot outside air. He peeled off his nightshirt and turned to Ron's bed, making sure he didn't wake him. To his surprise Ron's bed was empty, if you counted the rumpled sheets then it wasn't but the bed was definitely missing a certain Weasley.
Harry wondered down the hall to the toilet, being careful not to wake anyone. He tapped lightly on the door. "You in there mate?" He whispered through the door. No answer. After a couple more seconds of silence Harry turned around and walked towards the room that Hermione and Ginny shared. He knocked on the door. "Hello? It's me..." Harry softly said. He was tired of waiting for an answer and, figuring both girls were asleep, opened the door. Much to Harry's surprise the door developed a mouth and bit him. Harry yelled out and stepped backwards. "Bloody hell, what is wrong with the door?" Harry thought aloud. Ginny and Hermione stumbled out of the room. George and Fred came running down the stairs. Fred gave Harry one look and slammed him against the wall. "What do you think you are doing?" George and Fred yelled in unison. "Noth-"Harry started but was interrupted by Mrs. Weasley apparting in front of the scene. She pulled Fred off of Harry and demanded to know what was going on.
"Well, mom you see, Harry here was sneaking into little Ginny's room in the MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!" George yelled. "And I expect you were the ones who bewitched the door?" Harry asked. Fred nodded. "Brilliant aren't we?" But he quickly lost his humor when he looked at Ginny. "And Harry, what were you doing in the girls' room?" Mrs. Weasley asked calmly. "Well, Ron was missing, and I went to get Hermione, and..." Harry's voice trailed off when he glanced at Hermione. She was trying to contain her giggles, but it resulted in giving her a somewhat pained look. Harry silently laughed and became aware of his bare chest. He immediately folded his arms across his chest. Mrs. Weasley broke everyone up into pairs to search for Ron. Ginny had been secretly hoping to be paired with Harry, but her mother had instantly put Hermione and Harry together to search the garden.
After they had left the hall Hermione burst into laughter. "And what is so funny?" Harry demanded, but Hermione just looked at him and continued laughing. Harry shook his head and sighed. Girls. They finally walked out the door and headed for the garden. Harry and Hermione took separate sides of the garden and started looking. Harry thought he saw something move in the shadows when he heard Hermione scream...