Emanating Power
Chapter 2
Harry decided he was tired so he levitated himself about two inches off the ground and just floated along on his way to his new room. He finally stopped in front of a tapestry on the 5th floor of a huge thunder storm in a little valley. He muttered under his breath about how he hated living by himself in the place but pushed the tapestry out of the way before ascending up the spiral staircase he had put in. It was exactly like Dumbledore's so he lowered himself onto the first step and was taken up to the top of Outlook Tower. He had come across it the previous year and told Dumbledore that he wanted to live there if he had to live by himself.
When he reached the top, he was greeted by a painting about six feet high of a lighthouse with a watchman at the top who squeaked, "Password?" Harry said, "Rubber Duck." The portrait swung open and Harry stepped into a beautiful furnished common room. A potion bottle green, mini shag carpet greeted his suddenly bare feet. Directly in front of him stood a grand, stone fireplace with a roaring fire to heat the otherwise freezing room. To the left and right, but in front of the fireplace, stood two identical over-stuffed loveseats the color of ebony. In front of the fireplace was a large chair with almost enough room for two accompanied by an agnomen. All the furniture was adorned in leather. In the right corner of the room stood a large grand piano. Harry didn't play but he put it there just to furnish the room. In the left corner, next to the fireplace was a large desk above which was a large, arched window. It looked out over the entire grounds and he had a perfect view of the Quidditch Pitch from the window. To his immediate left was a small, four person set of table and chairs, made of ebony wood. To his immediate right was a small kitchen all decorated in black next to which stood a door.
Harry went straight for the door taking off his wizard robes on the way. With a flick of his hand the large swimming pool sized bathtub started to fill in the adjoining room. He slipped the rest of his clothes off, put them on the bed for later, and went into the bathroom. The bathroom had a marble stone floor the color of dark sapphires. The rest of the room was done in a cream color accented by all dark sapphire towels and other dark blues. The shower off to one side was completely done in the same dark sapphire blue tile. The tiles were scattered among the many cream tiles lining the walls.
As Harry stepped into the tub, he was in paradise. The temperature of the water was perfect, the jets were on full blast and no one would bother him in his secret solitude for another hour or two. Just then Harry heard a knock on his bedroom door and groaned deeply. He hadn't even gotten the chance to get clean yet. He grumbled through the door for the person to come in. He summoned a bathing suit on just before the door opened. Remus Lupin stood in the door way averting his eyes from Harry who was now at the edge of the bath tub closet to Remus. "Remus, I have a swim suit on, you can look at me. By the way, what did you come up here in the first place for?"
Remus shifted uncomfortably as he spoke to Harry, "Well Dumbledore sent me up here to ask you if you were doing okay, if you needed anything, or if you wanted to talk in case something was bothering you." His eyes were cast down at the floor the whole time until he said the last and looked straight into Harry's face.
This was absolutely the last thing he wanted at the moment but he could tell that Remus truly wanted to talk so he whisked the water away with a wave of his hand, and summoned his robes back from the bed in the other room. He thought he probably wouldn't be able to do much more wandless magic since school was starting soon so he got in as much as possible. He walked from the room as Remus followed him. He summoned some tea and biscuits onto the coffee table in front of the roaring fire and took a seat in one of the large, comfortable, oversized chairs. Remus did the same. "So what was it you wanted to talk to me about again?"
Remus looked down seemingly embarrassed. He took a long breath and said, "Harry, I'm worried about you. Some of the things you can do are completely amazing. I mean, levitating yourself all the way up here from Dumbledore's office. That's unheard of! No one your age has ever possessed this much power, actually no one in the wizarding world possesses this much power, except perhaps Voldemort. Harry, we have decided that you are going to be separately trained in all your classes, except for a select few people, five other people. The six of you will live together here in the castle; you will eat together and learn together. Obviously you are more advanced than the other five but they will learn. Also we are going to make you a full fledged member of the Order. If you want to that is."
Remus was saying this all very fast so Harry was still listening after Remus stopped talking. Harry then blurted out, "A full-fledged member? That's awesome! Who are the other five people? Where are we going to live? Can we stay here? What classes are we going to be taking? What---?"
Remus cut him off abruptly, "One question at a time Harry. Okay, yes, if you want, you will become a full-fledged member. The other five people will also be full-fledged members. We have talked to them already and they have all agreed to become members. I can't tell you who the other three people are but you will be able to live up here, granted that you do some remodeling, adding more rooms that is. They will be here tomorrow so I suggest you do the remodeling now. I will help if you wish but I would like to entertain any more questions you might have."
Harry paused for a second thinking, "I don't really have any more questions but I don't really need help unless you really want to or you might have to get back to talk to Dumbledore."
Remus nodded his head and said, "I will leave you then. Good luck, oh and Harry, there will be four boys and two girls all together." With that Remus left Harry to his own devices. "Now, time to get down to some major remodeling."
An hour later, Harry stood in the middle of a quite large common room, smiling to himself. The carpet was still mini-shag but was now a dark navy blue. The fireplace was enlarged a bit but was still made of stone. Around the fireplace was now a large "L" shaped couch made of beige leather which seated six people quite comfortably. A large, overstuffed, beige chair accompanied by an agnomen sat across from the large couch almost forming a square with the fireplace.
Harry enlarged the kitchen, which was still black and fully stocked, but the four-seater kitchen table was replaced by an oval, oak finished, wooden table with six chairs. He enchanted the refrigerator to supply the opener with whatever he or she wanted to eat at the moment.
To the left of the fireplace was a wall that separated the sitting area from the study area. The study area, as Harry was going to call it, had plenty of brass lights in the room with six, large, oak finished desks. On the far wall was a small bookcase but actually you could access any of the books in the Hogwart's library from the bookshelf. The room had a set of French double doors that led out to a balcony which had a few pool chairs, a table with an umbrella, and an incredible view.
To the right of the fireplace was still the Grande piano but it was now playing itself. Where the door to his bedroom once was, now opened up into a long corridor with six separate doors. He had left the five other rooms blank except for a bed, fireplace, and bathroom in each one. He didn't know who was going to be in the rooms so he didn't know was to put in each but he also didn't know if the five people would be up to furnishing their rooms so he just put in the necessities.
Harry sighed and plopped down onto the large chair by the fireplace and closed his eyes. The soothing sounds of the piano and the extensive use of wandless magic, which he used for all the remodeling, put him straight to sleep.
Harry woke around 9:30 the next morning feeling quite refreshed, even for sleeping in the large chair all night. He summoned some sausage links and toast when he heard a knock on the door. He banished his uneaten breakfast and stalked toward the closed door. He spotted himself in the floor length mirror and frowned. He whispered, "Verfris kleding!" Harry's clothing was cleaned and fresh looking as he opened the portrait hole to find Hermione staring at him.
Hermione hurled herself at him and Harry was barely able to keep the two of them standing. "Harry! I knew you would be one of the people to join the Order, I just knew it!" She gasped, "Harry did you decorate this room? It's amazing; I didn't know you had it in you!" Hermione nudged Harry in the ribs and said, "It's really good to see you, I was so worried when you weren't answering my owls, did you even get them?"
"No, I'm sorry Hermione. They have kept me working really hard for this Order stuff. So why don't I get your trunk and you can pick out a room and I will help you decorate it any way you like."
Harry grabbed her trunk and gestured at his room after kicking the door open, "This is my room, but you can have any other one that you want." She ended up picking the one on the left of his. Harry put down the trunk and asked, "What do you want to start with?"
"How about we start with the carpet." She opened her trunk and reached for her wand and said, "I was thinking about oak, hard wood floors with a sky blue rug under the bed." When she straightened her robes she saw exactly what she had described already in place. She stared at Harry then back to the floor, "Harry, how did you do that? I didn't even hear you say a spell and where is your wand?"
She was giving him a quizzical stare and he said, "Magic." Then she outright glared at him so he held out his hands and a large bouquet of red, pink, and white roses appeared. "Like that. Dumbledore and I have been working on my wandless magic. It is actually quite easy once you get the hand of if." He summoned a bed side table to put the vase down on and then ventured a peek at Hermione's reaction.
"Harry James Potter! Why didn't you tell me you could do wandless magic!? Now I realize why we are getting this special treatment. Our very own rooms, this penthouse apartment. It's because of you. I knew it, don't worry, I won't tell any one. It will be our secret. Can you do some more wandless magic?"
By the time Harry was finished with Hermione's room there was another knock on the door. He decided that he would just open it from here. "Hello?" Hermione raised her right eyebrow in inquiry about why he shouted. Harry clarified, "Someone is at the portrait hole, let's go see who it is."
Harry went out into the common room and was faced with Professor Dumbledore standing there with a box of lemon drops in his hand, which he was studying thoroughly. He plucked two apart and offered them to Harry and Hermione. Each declined gratefully. He put the box in his pocket and said, "I am here to make sure that all goes well with your new house mates Harry. I know some of them you may not like as much as your friend Hermione here, so I am here to supervise all comings and goings until all are here and situated." He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Okay then, would you like something to eat or drink? The fridge is fully stocked and I am sure that you will find what ever you want."
"Oh, no thank you Harry. After all are settled I am off to lunch with some new prospect teachers who will be helping you with your studies. I really like what you have done to this place Harry. What spells did you use, if you don't mind me asking.
Harry blushed scarlet a moment before he could get his emotions under control then said, "I used wandless magic for the decorating and remodeling last night and I didn't really use spells for it. I just kind of picture the furnishings in my mind, wave my hand a little bit, and the things just appear. I guess its like a summoning charm but I summon the thing from my mind's eye, if you know what I mean. I figured I wouldn't be aloud to do much wandless magic after school starts so I wanted to get in as much as possible." Harry looked down to the floor again then back to see Dumbledore's reaction.
Dumbledore smiled to himself and then said to Harry, "On the contrary, you and your five other room mates will take an entire course in advanced wandless magic. Obviously the other students will have to learn the basics first and some of them may not be able to do wandless magic ever, but I have great faith in them and will not be surprised if all the students residing here will be doing wandless magic in no time."
Hermione's mouth dropped to the floor. She had no idea that the schedule was going to be this advanced. She politely excused herself and went straight to the study room and up to the bookshelf. Harry stared at her and said, "Hermione, do you see that parchment and quill on the stand next to the bookcase? Just write on it a keyword, such as wandless magic, and the bookcase will fill with all the books pertaining to that in Hogwart's library." Harry glanced at the Professor and said, "I hope you don't mind that I did that. I just thought that it would be painstakingly tiresome to have to walk all the way to the library and back from here to get a book."
Dumbledore smiled at Harry but on the inside he was awestruck. He had never heard of a spell so sophisticatedly exact. He nodded to Harry and said, "Do you mind if I take a look? I would like to see how it works."
About ten minuets later, Harry heard loud shouting coming from the corridor outside the common room. He opened the portrait of a large golden griffin to find red hair clashing with silvery blonde in a tangle on the floor. A kick and two punches later, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasly, Hermione, Harry, and Professor Dumbledore were all sitting around the fire. "He started it!"
"Now, now Weasley, it's not nice to talk about you future room mate that way. Spreading lies can hurt people's reputations. Besides we both started it. I may have thrown the first insult but you threw the first punch."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat there awestruck, "D-draco M-malfoy, taking the blame for starting a fight. Now I have seen everything." Ron stammered out, feeling his forehead.
"Just trying to make amends, be a civilized adult, and hopefully get on your semi-good side due to the fact that we will be spending all our time together. How about we start by apologizing for our past transgretions. Harry, I am sorry for all those terrible things I've said about you or done to you. I absolutely feel aweful. And Hermione, I am sorry for all the foul names I've called you and the things I've done to you. Ron, I am sorry that I have insulted you and your family all these years. I hope you all can forgive me."
The looks on the trios' faces were quite comical: mouths hanging open in shock and eyes bugging out from their heads. Harry came to his senses first and reciprocated Malfoy's apology, "Draco, I am sorry for the past six years and I wish we wouldn't have fought the entire time. I hope you will also forgive the three of us." Hermione stared at her feet and just shook her head in agreement. Ron huffed and everyone took that as confirmation. "How about I help you with that trunk so you and Ron can choose a room." Ron mouth dropped to the floor once again and Harry just glared at him so that he would join them. Ron took up his trunk and took the room to the right of Harry, slamming the door in the process.
"Don't worry about him, he will come around. But I can't disagree to his skepticism. I mean, why the sudden change of heart? Has something happened or is something wrong?" There was genuine concern in Harry's eyes and Malfoy sighed, "It would probably be better to tell all of you at the same time so I don't have to go through the story a million times. I will talk to you after Dumbledore leaves and the other two get here." Draco took Harry's burden, walked into the room across from Harry's and silently closed the door.
Harry decided to check on Ron but knocked on his door before entering. Harry found Ron trying to redecorate his room in red and gold. Things weren't going so well so Harry decided to help out a little. He closed his eyes for a few seconds then opened them to a gaping Ron, "That look is upon your face more and more often now a days." Harry gave Ron a wry smile.
"When did you learn to do that? I had no idea you could do wandless magic! This is so cool. I wish I could learn, could you teach me?" Ron blurted this out very fast.
Harry told Ron about the wandless magic class while the two of them finished up Ron's room. "So what do you think of Malfoy's apology? Do we believe him or not?" ron said, with voice full of skepticism.
"For now I think all we can do is trust him and worry about it later. Come on, I will show you my and Hermione's rooms."
Harry decided he was tired so he levitated himself about two inches off the ground and just floated along on his way to his new room. He finally stopped in front of a tapestry on the 5th floor of a huge thunder storm in a little valley. He muttered under his breath about how he hated living by himself in the place but pushed the tapestry out of the way before ascending up the spiral staircase he had put in. It was exactly like Dumbledore's so he lowered himself onto the first step and was taken up to the top of Outlook Tower. He had come across it the previous year and told Dumbledore that he wanted to live there if he had to live by himself.
When he reached the top, he was greeted by a painting about six feet high of a lighthouse with a watchman at the top who squeaked, "Password?" Harry said, "Rubber Duck." The portrait swung open and Harry stepped into a beautiful furnished common room. A potion bottle green, mini shag carpet greeted his suddenly bare feet. Directly in front of him stood a grand, stone fireplace with a roaring fire to heat the otherwise freezing room. To the left and right, but in front of the fireplace, stood two identical over-stuffed loveseats the color of ebony. In front of the fireplace was a large chair with almost enough room for two accompanied by an agnomen. All the furniture was adorned in leather. In the right corner of the room stood a large grand piano. Harry didn't play but he put it there just to furnish the room. In the left corner, next to the fireplace was a large desk above which was a large, arched window. It looked out over the entire grounds and he had a perfect view of the Quidditch Pitch from the window. To his immediate left was a small, four person set of table and chairs, made of ebony wood. To his immediate right was a small kitchen all decorated in black next to which stood a door.
Harry went straight for the door taking off his wizard robes on the way. With a flick of his hand the large swimming pool sized bathtub started to fill in the adjoining room. He slipped the rest of his clothes off, put them on the bed for later, and went into the bathroom. The bathroom had a marble stone floor the color of dark sapphires. The rest of the room was done in a cream color accented by all dark sapphire towels and other dark blues. The shower off to one side was completely done in the same dark sapphire blue tile. The tiles were scattered among the many cream tiles lining the walls.
As Harry stepped into the tub, he was in paradise. The temperature of the water was perfect, the jets were on full blast and no one would bother him in his secret solitude for another hour or two. Just then Harry heard a knock on his bedroom door and groaned deeply. He hadn't even gotten the chance to get clean yet. He grumbled through the door for the person to come in. He summoned a bathing suit on just before the door opened. Remus Lupin stood in the door way averting his eyes from Harry who was now at the edge of the bath tub closet to Remus. "Remus, I have a swim suit on, you can look at me. By the way, what did you come up here in the first place for?"
Remus shifted uncomfortably as he spoke to Harry, "Well Dumbledore sent me up here to ask you if you were doing okay, if you needed anything, or if you wanted to talk in case something was bothering you." His eyes were cast down at the floor the whole time until he said the last and looked straight into Harry's face.
This was absolutely the last thing he wanted at the moment but he could tell that Remus truly wanted to talk so he whisked the water away with a wave of his hand, and summoned his robes back from the bed in the other room. He thought he probably wouldn't be able to do much more wandless magic since school was starting soon so he got in as much as possible. He walked from the room as Remus followed him. He summoned some tea and biscuits onto the coffee table in front of the roaring fire and took a seat in one of the large, comfortable, oversized chairs. Remus did the same. "So what was it you wanted to talk to me about again?"
Remus looked down seemingly embarrassed. He took a long breath and said, "Harry, I'm worried about you. Some of the things you can do are completely amazing. I mean, levitating yourself all the way up here from Dumbledore's office. That's unheard of! No one your age has ever possessed this much power, actually no one in the wizarding world possesses this much power, except perhaps Voldemort. Harry, we have decided that you are going to be separately trained in all your classes, except for a select few people, five other people. The six of you will live together here in the castle; you will eat together and learn together. Obviously you are more advanced than the other five but they will learn. Also we are going to make you a full fledged member of the Order. If you want to that is."
Remus was saying this all very fast so Harry was still listening after Remus stopped talking. Harry then blurted out, "A full-fledged member? That's awesome! Who are the other five people? Where are we going to live? Can we stay here? What classes are we going to be taking? What---?"
Remus cut him off abruptly, "One question at a time Harry. Okay, yes, if you want, you will become a full-fledged member. The other five people will also be full-fledged members. We have talked to them already and they have all agreed to become members. I can't tell you who the other three people are but you will be able to live up here, granted that you do some remodeling, adding more rooms that is. They will be here tomorrow so I suggest you do the remodeling now. I will help if you wish but I would like to entertain any more questions you might have."
Harry paused for a second thinking, "I don't really have any more questions but I don't really need help unless you really want to or you might have to get back to talk to Dumbledore."
Remus nodded his head and said, "I will leave you then. Good luck, oh and Harry, there will be four boys and two girls all together." With that Remus left Harry to his own devices. "Now, time to get down to some major remodeling."
An hour later, Harry stood in the middle of a quite large common room, smiling to himself. The carpet was still mini-shag but was now a dark navy blue. The fireplace was enlarged a bit but was still made of stone. Around the fireplace was now a large "L" shaped couch made of beige leather which seated six people quite comfortably. A large, overstuffed, beige chair accompanied by an agnomen sat across from the large couch almost forming a square with the fireplace.
Harry enlarged the kitchen, which was still black and fully stocked, but the four-seater kitchen table was replaced by an oval, oak finished, wooden table with six chairs. He enchanted the refrigerator to supply the opener with whatever he or she wanted to eat at the moment.
To the left of the fireplace was a wall that separated the sitting area from the study area. The study area, as Harry was going to call it, had plenty of brass lights in the room with six, large, oak finished desks. On the far wall was a small bookcase but actually you could access any of the books in the Hogwart's library from the bookshelf. The room had a set of French double doors that led out to a balcony which had a few pool chairs, a table with an umbrella, and an incredible view.
To the right of the fireplace was still the Grande piano but it was now playing itself. Where the door to his bedroom once was, now opened up into a long corridor with six separate doors. He had left the five other rooms blank except for a bed, fireplace, and bathroom in each one. He didn't know who was going to be in the rooms so he didn't know was to put in each but he also didn't know if the five people would be up to furnishing their rooms so he just put in the necessities.
Harry sighed and plopped down onto the large chair by the fireplace and closed his eyes. The soothing sounds of the piano and the extensive use of wandless magic, which he used for all the remodeling, put him straight to sleep.
Harry woke around 9:30 the next morning feeling quite refreshed, even for sleeping in the large chair all night. He summoned some sausage links and toast when he heard a knock on the door. He banished his uneaten breakfast and stalked toward the closed door. He spotted himself in the floor length mirror and frowned. He whispered, "Verfris kleding!" Harry's clothing was cleaned and fresh looking as he opened the portrait hole to find Hermione staring at him.
Hermione hurled herself at him and Harry was barely able to keep the two of them standing. "Harry! I knew you would be one of the people to join the Order, I just knew it!" She gasped, "Harry did you decorate this room? It's amazing; I didn't know you had it in you!" Hermione nudged Harry in the ribs and said, "It's really good to see you, I was so worried when you weren't answering my owls, did you even get them?"
"No, I'm sorry Hermione. They have kept me working really hard for this Order stuff. So why don't I get your trunk and you can pick out a room and I will help you decorate it any way you like."
Harry grabbed her trunk and gestured at his room after kicking the door open, "This is my room, but you can have any other one that you want." She ended up picking the one on the left of his. Harry put down the trunk and asked, "What do you want to start with?"
"How about we start with the carpet." She opened her trunk and reached for her wand and said, "I was thinking about oak, hard wood floors with a sky blue rug under the bed." When she straightened her robes she saw exactly what she had described already in place. She stared at Harry then back to the floor, "Harry, how did you do that? I didn't even hear you say a spell and where is your wand?"
She was giving him a quizzical stare and he said, "Magic." Then she outright glared at him so he held out his hands and a large bouquet of red, pink, and white roses appeared. "Like that. Dumbledore and I have been working on my wandless magic. It is actually quite easy once you get the hand of if." He summoned a bed side table to put the vase down on and then ventured a peek at Hermione's reaction.
"Harry James Potter! Why didn't you tell me you could do wandless magic!? Now I realize why we are getting this special treatment. Our very own rooms, this penthouse apartment. It's because of you. I knew it, don't worry, I won't tell any one. It will be our secret. Can you do some more wandless magic?"
By the time Harry was finished with Hermione's room there was another knock on the door. He decided that he would just open it from here. "Hello?" Hermione raised her right eyebrow in inquiry about why he shouted. Harry clarified, "Someone is at the portrait hole, let's go see who it is."
Harry went out into the common room and was faced with Professor Dumbledore standing there with a box of lemon drops in his hand, which he was studying thoroughly. He plucked two apart and offered them to Harry and Hermione. Each declined gratefully. He put the box in his pocket and said, "I am here to make sure that all goes well with your new house mates Harry. I know some of them you may not like as much as your friend Hermione here, so I am here to supervise all comings and goings until all are here and situated." He smiled but it didn't reach his eyes.
"Okay then, would you like something to eat or drink? The fridge is fully stocked and I am sure that you will find what ever you want."
"Oh, no thank you Harry. After all are settled I am off to lunch with some new prospect teachers who will be helping you with your studies. I really like what you have done to this place Harry. What spells did you use, if you don't mind me asking.
Harry blushed scarlet a moment before he could get his emotions under control then said, "I used wandless magic for the decorating and remodeling last night and I didn't really use spells for it. I just kind of picture the furnishings in my mind, wave my hand a little bit, and the things just appear. I guess its like a summoning charm but I summon the thing from my mind's eye, if you know what I mean. I figured I wouldn't be aloud to do much wandless magic after school starts so I wanted to get in as much as possible." Harry looked down to the floor again then back to see Dumbledore's reaction.
Dumbledore smiled to himself and then said to Harry, "On the contrary, you and your five other room mates will take an entire course in advanced wandless magic. Obviously the other students will have to learn the basics first and some of them may not be able to do wandless magic ever, but I have great faith in them and will not be surprised if all the students residing here will be doing wandless magic in no time."
Hermione's mouth dropped to the floor. She had no idea that the schedule was going to be this advanced. She politely excused herself and went straight to the study room and up to the bookshelf. Harry stared at her and said, "Hermione, do you see that parchment and quill on the stand next to the bookcase? Just write on it a keyword, such as wandless magic, and the bookcase will fill with all the books pertaining to that in Hogwart's library." Harry glanced at the Professor and said, "I hope you don't mind that I did that. I just thought that it would be painstakingly tiresome to have to walk all the way to the library and back from here to get a book."
Dumbledore smiled at Harry but on the inside he was awestruck. He had never heard of a spell so sophisticatedly exact. He nodded to Harry and said, "Do you mind if I take a look? I would like to see how it works."
About ten minuets later, Harry heard loud shouting coming from the corridor outside the common room. He opened the portrait of a large golden griffin to find red hair clashing with silvery blonde in a tangle on the floor. A kick and two punches later, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasly, Hermione, Harry, and Professor Dumbledore were all sitting around the fire. "He started it!"
"Now, now Weasley, it's not nice to talk about you future room mate that way. Spreading lies can hurt people's reputations. Besides we both started it. I may have thrown the first insult but you threw the first punch."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat there awestruck, "D-draco M-malfoy, taking the blame for starting a fight. Now I have seen everything." Ron stammered out, feeling his forehead.
"Just trying to make amends, be a civilized adult, and hopefully get on your semi-good side due to the fact that we will be spending all our time together. How about we start by apologizing for our past transgretions. Harry, I am sorry for all those terrible things I've said about you or done to you. I absolutely feel aweful. And Hermione, I am sorry for all the foul names I've called you and the things I've done to you. Ron, I am sorry that I have insulted you and your family all these years. I hope you all can forgive me."
The looks on the trios' faces were quite comical: mouths hanging open in shock and eyes bugging out from their heads. Harry came to his senses first and reciprocated Malfoy's apology, "Draco, I am sorry for the past six years and I wish we wouldn't have fought the entire time. I hope you will also forgive the three of us." Hermione stared at her feet and just shook her head in agreement. Ron huffed and everyone took that as confirmation. "How about I help you with that trunk so you and Ron can choose a room." Ron mouth dropped to the floor once again and Harry just glared at him so that he would join them. Ron took up his trunk and took the room to the right of Harry, slamming the door in the process.
"Don't worry about him, he will come around. But I can't disagree to his skepticism. I mean, why the sudden change of heart? Has something happened or is something wrong?" There was genuine concern in Harry's eyes and Malfoy sighed, "It would probably be better to tell all of you at the same time so I don't have to go through the story a million times. I will talk to you after Dumbledore leaves and the other two get here." Draco took Harry's burden, walked into the room across from Harry's and silently closed the door.
Harry decided to check on Ron but knocked on his door before entering. Harry found Ron trying to redecorate his room in red and gold. Things weren't going so well so Harry decided to help out a little. He closed his eyes for a few seconds then opened them to a gaping Ron, "That look is upon your face more and more often now a days." Harry gave Ron a wry smile.
"When did you learn to do that? I had no idea you could do wandless magic! This is so cool. I wish I could learn, could you teach me?" Ron blurted this out very fast.
Harry told Ron about the wandless magic class while the two of them finished up Ron's room. "So what do you think of Malfoy's apology? Do we believe him or not?" ron said, with voice full of skepticism.
"For now I think all we can do is trust him and worry about it later. Come on, I will show you my and Hermione's rooms."