Metalhead13: YAAAAAAAAAAAAY! My most beloved reviewer has returned!!
HOORAY!!!! OF COURSE I MISSED YOU! Yes boyfriends...everyone needs a
boyfriend (or girlfriend) so we can all feel warm and fluffy!! :P YAY! Yes
and we love long chapters so more long chapters more more more. We shall
embark on a quest to acquire a boyfriend for you metalhead!!!!
Amy: heh, thanx. There are a lot of typos though XP hehe
BlueEyedDemon90: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I can see it now "Fan Fiction Chainsaw Massacre" glad you like it :P
Le: wow, thanx for the compliment! There may be a little Herm/Ron later but it'll end up same Herm/George so don't worry!!
Ok Ok see I'm updating! YAY! Let's all dance! Ok enough of that (I think I had one too many energy drinks) Neways, we need a recap, yes? Ok, so Hayley sent Ron an owl to come back to school because he'd sunk into devastation over the loss of Hermione and was doing nothing but reading Romeo and Juliet and missing his classes *takes a deep breath* So then he sent Hermione an owl and...now we're here. Hmmm, what's gonna happen? (yeah I don't know either till I start writing. The only thing I know is the ending hehe) Well I guess I'll get a move on. :P I love weird al (I'm listening to him right now)
Ron sat by the window for the remainder of the day. There was no sign of an owl. Harry managed to coax him into bed late that night.
"You ok mate?" Harry asked.
Ron gave a sigh of devastation. "If something horrible happens to her, I—I don't know what—"he choked off. Harry felt his stomach churn. What if something had happened to Hermione. He got out some parchment and lay down in his bed.
Dear George,
Hermione's gone missing. Ron has totally lost all will to live. The school is freaky just to walk around. I haven't heard from you. Neville's still missing. Any new news in the order? I need to know all you can tell me.
Harry
He handed it to Ron to review but he only handed it back, nodding, without even glancing it over. Harry hurried out of the room, down the steps, and out the portrait hole. He was halfway to the owlry when Ginny caught up with him.
"Harry!" his name echoed off the walls. Harry turned around to shush her and saw there were tears in her eyes.
Fear coursed through him. He knew what was coming next. "Not Luna, please, not Luna."
Ginny threw her arms around his waist and burst into tears, soaking his shirt. "I—I'm real—really sorry *hic* Harry. *hic* She w—was not in her b- bed *hic* or any-*hic*-anywhere."
Harry laid a hand on her quivering shoulder doing his best to be strong for her, but having a hard time controlling the tears that longed to come.
***
Harry joined Ron in his depression while waiting for George's reply. The two were required to attend classes once more, but did so with no energy. Ron would sleep straight through. Both their grades slowly dropped.
Dumbledor watched them all the time. "We cannot tell them." He told Fawks who watched nearby. Fawks let out a quavering note of agreement. "I will tell the teachers not to count their grades."
"But that's not fair to the other students!" exclaimed McGonnagal, just arriving in the office.
"We have no choice, Minerva. We cannot tell them. It's not their fault."
"Dumbledor," she began with great difficulty. "If we don't treat them as normally as possible, they are sure to get suspicious! Potter is not stupid."
"Minerva, I am completely aware of Potter's abilities. You are right, he will figure it out soon enough. Expecially with us not making a big fuss over it."
"Thank yo—"
"So we will have to tell him," Dumbledor said simply, cutting her off.
"Dumbledor!" McGonagal whispered shrilly. "We can't tell Potter! He'd tell Mr. Weasley for sure!"
"What would I tell Ron?" came an angry voice from behind them. "What can't you tell me?"
McGonagal and Dumbledor turned to see Harry, stationed in the doorway, shaking with fury.
***
Hermione bustled around with Mrs. Weasley, helping out the best she could. She had been so excited to be going to live with the Weasley's again. But when she remembered Ron, Harry, and Ginny would still be at school and George and Fred worked, her happy balloon deflated. Her only friend the entire week, had been Luna Lovegood.
Hermione could see she missed Harry. But, though Hermione talked of her friends all the time, Luna never mentioned Harry. Her eyes never brightened at the sound of his name, she never daydreamed, nothing. But late one night, Hermione had found a stack of papers neatly stored under Luna's sleeping bag. They were all letters, and every single one was addressed to Harry.
Ok, sorry it took a little while and it's so short, but B-ball just started again and I have to write a stupid report. Yay. (see the sarcasim) Anyways. I'll update ASAP. TTYT!
Yours truly,
Pickled Cow
Amy: heh, thanx. There are a lot of typos though XP hehe
BlueEyedDemon90: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I can see it now "Fan Fiction Chainsaw Massacre" glad you like it :P
Le: wow, thanx for the compliment! There may be a little Herm/Ron later but it'll end up same Herm/George so don't worry!!
Ok Ok see I'm updating! YAY! Let's all dance! Ok enough of that (I think I had one too many energy drinks) Neways, we need a recap, yes? Ok, so Hayley sent Ron an owl to come back to school because he'd sunk into devastation over the loss of Hermione and was doing nothing but reading Romeo and Juliet and missing his classes *takes a deep breath* So then he sent Hermione an owl and...now we're here. Hmmm, what's gonna happen? (yeah I don't know either till I start writing. The only thing I know is the ending hehe) Well I guess I'll get a move on. :P I love weird al (I'm listening to him right now)
Ron sat by the window for the remainder of the day. There was no sign of an owl. Harry managed to coax him into bed late that night.
"You ok mate?" Harry asked.
Ron gave a sigh of devastation. "If something horrible happens to her, I—I don't know what—"he choked off. Harry felt his stomach churn. What if something had happened to Hermione. He got out some parchment and lay down in his bed.
Dear George,
Hermione's gone missing. Ron has totally lost all will to live. The school is freaky just to walk around. I haven't heard from you. Neville's still missing. Any new news in the order? I need to know all you can tell me.
Harry
He handed it to Ron to review but he only handed it back, nodding, without even glancing it over. Harry hurried out of the room, down the steps, and out the portrait hole. He was halfway to the owlry when Ginny caught up with him.
"Harry!" his name echoed off the walls. Harry turned around to shush her and saw there were tears in her eyes.
Fear coursed through him. He knew what was coming next. "Not Luna, please, not Luna."
Ginny threw her arms around his waist and burst into tears, soaking his shirt. "I—I'm real—really sorry *hic* Harry. *hic* She w—was not in her b- bed *hic* or any-*hic*-anywhere."
Harry laid a hand on her quivering shoulder doing his best to be strong for her, but having a hard time controlling the tears that longed to come.
***
Harry joined Ron in his depression while waiting for George's reply. The two were required to attend classes once more, but did so with no energy. Ron would sleep straight through. Both their grades slowly dropped.
Dumbledor watched them all the time. "We cannot tell them." He told Fawks who watched nearby. Fawks let out a quavering note of agreement. "I will tell the teachers not to count their grades."
"But that's not fair to the other students!" exclaimed McGonnagal, just arriving in the office.
"We have no choice, Minerva. We cannot tell them. It's not their fault."
"Dumbledor," she began with great difficulty. "If we don't treat them as normally as possible, they are sure to get suspicious! Potter is not stupid."
"Minerva, I am completely aware of Potter's abilities. You are right, he will figure it out soon enough. Expecially with us not making a big fuss over it."
"Thank yo—"
"So we will have to tell him," Dumbledor said simply, cutting her off.
"Dumbledor!" McGonagal whispered shrilly. "We can't tell Potter! He'd tell Mr. Weasley for sure!"
"What would I tell Ron?" came an angry voice from behind them. "What can't you tell me?"
McGonagal and Dumbledor turned to see Harry, stationed in the doorway, shaking with fury.
***
Hermione bustled around with Mrs. Weasley, helping out the best she could. She had been so excited to be going to live with the Weasley's again. But when she remembered Ron, Harry, and Ginny would still be at school and George and Fred worked, her happy balloon deflated. Her only friend the entire week, had been Luna Lovegood.
Hermione could see she missed Harry. But, though Hermione talked of her friends all the time, Luna never mentioned Harry. Her eyes never brightened at the sound of his name, she never daydreamed, nothing. But late one night, Hermione had found a stack of papers neatly stored under Luna's sleeping bag. They were all letters, and every single one was addressed to Harry.
Ok, sorry it took a little while and it's so short, but B-ball just started again and I have to write a stupid report. Yay. (see the sarcasim) Anyways. I'll update ASAP. TTYT!
Yours truly,
Pickled Cow