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friendly_mione: Happy? I put up book six for you. Please don't kill me! ( I hope you enjoy it!
Harry woke up to a tugging Hermione.
'Harry, I can't sleep! That damn movie scared me half to death!' she whispered.
'Huh? Oh. But we didn't even see the good parts.'
'Yeah? Well maybe I wanted an excuse to sleep here for tonight.' she said with a mischievous grin.
'Well if you put it that way, get in!' he laughed.
She got in and slept by his side. (NOTHING HAPPENED) Harry forgot about his dream in the morning.
Harry was awoken by Hermione's shaking.
'Harry, wake up. Breakfast's ready!' she said.
For a brief moment, Harry saw a vision where Hermione had prepared breakfast for him and a small child. He wasn't in Hermione's house but another house which he had never seen before. He was older too. He heard the child say something which sounded like 'dad'.
'What time is it, Hermione? He asked, forgetting the vision.
'Its half past 9, Harry.And they're waiting for you so, come on.' she replied.
'Oh yeah! Did your parents see you here?' he asked suddenly remembering where she slept.
She giggled. 'No, Harry, don't worry. I always get up before mom and dad do. Now come on Hon, breakfast!'
He went down and saw that they were having bacon with eggs.
'Good morning. Look who's been having a goodnight's sleep.' said Mr. Granger.
'Harry, dear, you've received an owl from your friend Ron and your godfather I think.'
'Thank you Mrs. Granger.' he said as he sat down.
They ate breakfast and as soon as Harry finished, he went to see what Ron and Sirius wrote.
Harry,
Guess what? Dad got an increase! Or, as more commonly known in the muggle world, a raise. We're going to Romania to visit Charlie and then go to Egypt to visit Bill. We might come back on August 15.See if you can come to the Burrow, okay, mate?
And oh yeah, Lavender and I are officially going out! She's really more than an obsessed fortune teller. (Don't tell her I called her that)
So till then, mate. Give Hermione my best and tell her for me, will you? Thanks, bye!
Ron
Harry smiled at the thought of Ron and Lavender as a couple. He was happy for the Weasleys. If anyone deserved a raise more than anyone was Mr. Weasley. He read the next letter by Sirius.
Dear Harry,
I've heard Arabella Figg has talked to you and made you stay at Hermione's house. Stay there for now. It's not safe anywhere else. She told you about the traitor in the Order. The thing is, we don't know who it is. Don't trust anyone new, Harry. And Lupin's with me. He says Hagrid will be your Professor again. And he gives you his best. I'll see you soon. Take care till then.
Sirius
Trust no one new? What does he mean? Harry's thoughts were interrupted when Hermione entered the room he was staying in.
'Anything wrong, Harry?' she asked worriedly.
'Kind of. Read this.' he said, handing her the letter.
After she read it, she was surprised.
'Traitor? Order? Why is the Order such a big deal?'
Harry and Hermione spent the day thinking up what the "Order" was. They went from 'secret agency' to 'TV station' and decided not to think of anything more. If they did, reality might seem stranger than fiction.
Harry and Hermione spent the next few days going through her muggle street. Harry noticed that Hermione was loved in her neighborhood.
Hermione showed Harry to a dog she walks for free. His name was Ross. Ross seemed oddly familiar but he let it go.
He had his birthday with the Grangers. Mr. Granger treated them out. Harry was completely embarrassed by this.
When he got home, he found a few owls perched comfortably on his bed. Hedwig was one of them. He opened the first letter, which was from Hagrid.
Dear Harry,
Happy birthday! I thought I gave you too much sweet on your last birthday so I thought of something else to give you. Besides, with Hermione's parents there, who knows what they'll say. I'll be teaching you again this year. And do take care.
Hagrid
Harry went to see what he gave him. It was a book on magical creatures. Anything and everything you needed to know. Harry thought this would be the book they'll be using this year.
He opened the next one which was from Ron. It was a Rolex watch. He was really grateful because his watch broke two years ago from the TriWizard Tournament. He was surprised he forgot about it. Ron wrote a note.
Here mate. I knew you had no time to buy a watch *cough Hermione cough*
Hope you like it.
Ron
He went to the next nearest one. It was oddly enough, from Fred and George.
Oy Harry!
Thanks a lot for the thousand galleon prize money you gave us two years ago. We started our Joke Shop. We've got some fine merchandise if you know what we mean. Here's a free sample of our favorite ones. Happy birthday by the way.
Fred and George
Harry looked at the two samples. There were two notes attached to them. One said 'This is a magical 8 ball that tells the truth!' and the other one which looked like Bertie Botts every flavor beans read 'This one is an exact replica of the real thing. However, it's all bogey flavored!' Harry put the samples down and opened Hermione's gift. He was doing all this alone by the way.
It was chain bracelet. (A manly bracelet, okay? Harry's not gay![pic] [pic])
In the bracelet, the words 'Loved by Hermione' were engraved.
He smiled at this and put it on as soon as possible.
Harry saw Sirius' present and opened it. It was book. Harry read the title. 'Wizard's Joke books for all ages. Nice comebacks included.'
The note said, 'Harry, it's tough times now and it's getting harder to laugh each day. I thought this would come in handy someday.'
Lastly, he opened a long slender box. Inside was the most perfect broom he's ever seen. It had every piece of wood in place and it was as smooth as a baby's bottom. There was a letter.
Dear Harry,
The last time I gave you a birthday gift was 15 years ago. I doubt you'll remember it. Sirius gave me the idea of buying you a broom since yours is a tad bit slow for the new Snitch of Hogwarts. This is 15 years worth of birthday presents so don't think much of it. Happy Birthday.
Remus Lupin.
Harry couldn't believe it. He had just gotten a Quicksilver9000 from Lupin. The fastest broom ever made according to Quidditch Yearly.
A smile broke in his face as he had never received so many gifts all at one day.
He fell asleep and had the same dream he had on his first night of stay at the Grangers.
Harry got his list of his Hogwarts need for his 6th year from the owl with the Hogwarts crest on its chest.
Hermione offered to go with him and he agreed but he suggested they wait for Ron.
August 15th came and they heard nothing from Ron yet.
'Herm, what do you thinks happened to Ron?' he asked, worried.
'Harry, don't worry so much. He might have been delayed or something. I really should get you a cup of...'she was cut off. Outside, she saw something. Or someone flying towards them, who were in the house.
'Hermione!' called Harry.They both ducked.
When Harry thought it was safe, he began to get up. He looked over head and saw nothing.
'Herm, I think the coast's clear.' he whispered.
'Then why are you whispering?' said a voice from behind.
Harry and Hermione turned at the same time to see a boy of around 18.standing there in front of them. He was tall and had tanned skin. He had a serious face and he was a wizard. Harry noticed he was awfully good- looking too. Unfortunately, Hermione noticed this, too.
'Hi! What can we do you for?' she asked, standing up.
Harry felt a surge of something, he didn't know. He suspected hunger but he really knew it was jealousy.
'Yeah, why are you here?' he asked, hoping to sound rude.
'I'm here for you, Potter. I was sent by the Order. My name's Chris.' said the tall, dark and handsome.
'Oh, the Order, huh? Wait for a sec while I talk to Harry here.' said Hermione.
They went to the corner and whispered.
'Harry, we can't trust him. Remember what Professor Figg and Sirius said? Trust no one new!'
Harry was extremely glad Hermione found Chris not trustworthy. 'Yeah. I'll just ask him to come back another day.' he whispered back.
They went back to Chris who was now checking out Hermione's family pictures.
'Uh, Chris? You wouldn't mind if you came back again maybe later? I have to see if nothing's wrong.' said Harry casually.
Chris nodded while looking at Hermione. 'So I'll just come back later, huh? But I assure you, I might not make it. My schedule's very tight, you see.' he said.
Harry secretly said in his head, 'Yeah, busy stealing girlfriends, no doubt.'
Chris mounted his broom and gave Hermione a last glance which she returned with a snobbish look. Harry saw this.
When Chris left, flying, Harry turned to Hermione. He kissed her forehead (yet again)
and spoke. 'Hermione, if I ever see you looking at other guys, I'll kill you.' he said with a smile and narrowing eyes.
Hermione knew he was joking but replied nevertheless, 'Harry, you won't see it, I promise.' with an evil grin.' Cause I'll be as careful as anything if I do.'
'Oh yeah?'
'Yeah.'
Hermione tickled him in his sides. 'Secretly, I won't ever look at any other guys but it never hurts to play.' she said with a smile.
Hermione had a bad secret. She did think Chris was good-looking, but to tell Harry was like saying Harry's not as good-looking. But in her eyes he was so it wasn't worth telling.
Harry wrote to Sirius. He didn't know whether to trust Chris or dismiss him. When he finished writing on the parchment, it said:
Dear Sirius,
thanks for your gift. And Professor Lupin's.
Let me cut to the chase.
This person who claimed he was from the "Order" came to Hermione's house today. You told me not to trust anyone new so I asked him to come back later. His name is Chris. So, is he really from the Order? I don't know what to do.
It would be really great if you told me all about the "Order", though. If that's possible.
Anyway, take care over there, wherever you are.
Harry
Harry tied it to Hedwig and gave her a treat. She cooed affectionately and flew off.
Harry turned to Hermione. 'What's wrong, Hon?' he asked.
Hermione felt a surge of guilt. 'Nothing, Harry. Nothing.' she lied.
Just then, a grey fluffy ball hit Harry's head.
'Ouch! Pig!' he exclaimed.
Pigwidgeon was Ron's owl.
He opened the letter tied to his leg and read it aloud for Hermione to hear.
Hey Harry,
sorry I didn't reply earlier but something came up. Anyway, you guys want to stay at the Burrow? Give me an owl ASAP. Till then.
Ron.
Harry didn't know if he could go so he wrote to Sirius again.
Hey Sirius,
Can I go to the Burrow? Ron's inviting Herm and I. Please send me an owl as fast as you can. Thanks.
Harry.
When he was finished, it occurred to him that Hedwig had gone to give his previous letter. Hermione was using her owl to give Ron the reply and he had no other owl except...Pig.
'Herm, can I borrow your owl? I need to send this to Sirius. I can't use Pig. He might not make it there.' he said. Pig had eyes that could kill.
'Sorry, Harry. I'm afraid you'd have to use him instead. I just sent my owl off to Ron's.'
Harry looked at a determined Pig.
'Oh well.' he said as he tied his letter to Pig.
He flew off as fast as anything, still had determination. Harry doubted his chance of getting to go to Ron's.
friendly_mione: Happy? I put up book six for you. Please don't kill me! ( I hope you enjoy it!
Harry woke up to a tugging Hermione.
'Harry, I can't sleep! That damn movie scared me half to death!' she whispered.
'Huh? Oh. But we didn't even see the good parts.'
'Yeah? Well maybe I wanted an excuse to sleep here for tonight.' she said with a mischievous grin.
'Well if you put it that way, get in!' he laughed.
She got in and slept by his side. (NOTHING HAPPENED) Harry forgot about his dream in the morning.
Harry was awoken by Hermione's shaking.
'Harry, wake up. Breakfast's ready!' she said.
For a brief moment, Harry saw a vision where Hermione had prepared breakfast for him and a small child. He wasn't in Hermione's house but another house which he had never seen before. He was older too. He heard the child say something which sounded like 'dad'.
'What time is it, Hermione? He asked, forgetting the vision.
'Its half past 9, Harry.And they're waiting for you so, come on.' she replied.
'Oh yeah! Did your parents see you here?' he asked suddenly remembering where she slept.
She giggled. 'No, Harry, don't worry. I always get up before mom and dad do. Now come on Hon, breakfast!'
He went down and saw that they were having bacon with eggs.
'Good morning. Look who's been having a goodnight's sleep.' said Mr. Granger.
'Harry, dear, you've received an owl from your friend Ron and your godfather I think.'
'Thank you Mrs. Granger.' he said as he sat down.
They ate breakfast and as soon as Harry finished, he went to see what Ron and Sirius wrote.
Harry,
Guess what? Dad got an increase! Or, as more commonly known in the muggle world, a raise. We're going to Romania to visit Charlie and then go to Egypt to visit Bill. We might come back on August 15.See if you can come to the Burrow, okay, mate?
And oh yeah, Lavender and I are officially going out! She's really more than an obsessed fortune teller. (Don't tell her I called her that)
So till then, mate. Give Hermione my best and tell her for me, will you? Thanks, bye!
Ron
Harry smiled at the thought of Ron and Lavender as a couple. He was happy for the Weasleys. If anyone deserved a raise more than anyone was Mr. Weasley. He read the next letter by Sirius.
Dear Harry,
I've heard Arabella Figg has talked to you and made you stay at Hermione's house. Stay there for now. It's not safe anywhere else. She told you about the traitor in the Order. The thing is, we don't know who it is. Don't trust anyone new, Harry. And Lupin's with me. He says Hagrid will be your Professor again. And he gives you his best. I'll see you soon. Take care till then.
Sirius
Trust no one new? What does he mean? Harry's thoughts were interrupted when Hermione entered the room he was staying in.
'Anything wrong, Harry?' she asked worriedly.
'Kind of. Read this.' he said, handing her the letter.
After she read it, she was surprised.
'Traitor? Order? Why is the Order such a big deal?'
Harry and Hermione spent the day thinking up what the "Order" was. They went from 'secret agency' to 'TV station' and decided not to think of anything more. If they did, reality might seem stranger than fiction.
Harry and Hermione spent the next few days going through her muggle street. Harry noticed that Hermione was loved in her neighborhood.
Hermione showed Harry to a dog she walks for free. His name was Ross. Ross seemed oddly familiar but he let it go.
He had his birthday with the Grangers. Mr. Granger treated them out. Harry was completely embarrassed by this.
When he got home, he found a few owls perched comfortably on his bed. Hedwig was one of them. He opened the first letter, which was from Hagrid.
Dear Harry,
Happy birthday! I thought I gave you too much sweet on your last birthday so I thought of something else to give you. Besides, with Hermione's parents there, who knows what they'll say. I'll be teaching you again this year. And do take care.
Hagrid
Harry went to see what he gave him. It was a book on magical creatures. Anything and everything you needed to know. Harry thought this would be the book they'll be using this year.
He opened the next one which was from Ron. It was a Rolex watch. He was really grateful because his watch broke two years ago from the TriWizard Tournament. He was surprised he forgot about it. Ron wrote a note.
Here mate. I knew you had no time to buy a watch *cough Hermione cough*
Hope you like it.
Ron
He went to the next nearest one. It was oddly enough, from Fred and George.
Oy Harry!
Thanks a lot for the thousand galleon prize money you gave us two years ago. We started our Joke Shop. We've got some fine merchandise if you know what we mean. Here's a free sample of our favorite ones. Happy birthday by the way.
Fred and George
Harry looked at the two samples. There were two notes attached to them. One said 'This is a magical 8 ball that tells the truth!' and the other one which looked like Bertie Botts every flavor beans read 'This one is an exact replica of the real thing. However, it's all bogey flavored!' Harry put the samples down and opened Hermione's gift. He was doing all this alone by the way.
It was chain bracelet. (A manly bracelet, okay? Harry's not gay![pic] [pic])
In the bracelet, the words 'Loved by Hermione' were engraved.
He smiled at this and put it on as soon as possible.
Harry saw Sirius' present and opened it. It was book. Harry read the title. 'Wizard's Joke books for all ages. Nice comebacks included.'
The note said, 'Harry, it's tough times now and it's getting harder to laugh each day. I thought this would come in handy someday.'
Lastly, he opened a long slender box. Inside was the most perfect broom he's ever seen. It had every piece of wood in place and it was as smooth as a baby's bottom. There was a letter.
Dear Harry,
The last time I gave you a birthday gift was 15 years ago. I doubt you'll remember it. Sirius gave me the idea of buying you a broom since yours is a tad bit slow for the new Snitch of Hogwarts. This is 15 years worth of birthday presents so don't think much of it. Happy Birthday.
Remus Lupin.
Harry couldn't believe it. He had just gotten a Quicksilver9000 from Lupin. The fastest broom ever made according to Quidditch Yearly.
A smile broke in his face as he had never received so many gifts all at one day.
He fell asleep and had the same dream he had on his first night of stay at the Grangers.
Harry got his list of his Hogwarts need for his 6th year from the owl with the Hogwarts crest on its chest.
Hermione offered to go with him and he agreed but he suggested they wait for Ron.
August 15th came and they heard nothing from Ron yet.
'Herm, what do you thinks happened to Ron?' he asked, worried.
'Harry, don't worry so much. He might have been delayed or something. I really should get you a cup of...'she was cut off. Outside, she saw something. Or someone flying towards them, who were in the house.
'Hermione!' called Harry.They both ducked.
When Harry thought it was safe, he began to get up. He looked over head and saw nothing.
'Herm, I think the coast's clear.' he whispered.
'Then why are you whispering?' said a voice from behind.
Harry and Hermione turned at the same time to see a boy of around 18.standing there in front of them. He was tall and had tanned skin. He had a serious face and he was a wizard. Harry noticed he was awfully good- looking too. Unfortunately, Hermione noticed this, too.
'Hi! What can we do you for?' she asked, standing up.
Harry felt a surge of something, he didn't know. He suspected hunger but he really knew it was jealousy.
'Yeah, why are you here?' he asked, hoping to sound rude.
'I'm here for you, Potter. I was sent by the Order. My name's Chris.' said the tall, dark and handsome.
'Oh, the Order, huh? Wait for a sec while I talk to Harry here.' said Hermione.
They went to the corner and whispered.
'Harry, we can't trust him. Remember what Professor Figg and Sirius said? Trust no one new!'
Harry was extremely glad Hermione found Chris not trustworthy. 'Yeah. I'll just ask him to come back another day.' he whispered back.
They went back to Chris who was now checking out Hermione's family pictures.
'Uh, Chris? You wouldn't mind if you came back again maybe later? I have to see if nothing's wrong.' said Harry casually.
Chris nodded while looking at Hermione. 'So I'll just come back later, huh? But I assure you, I might not make it. My schedule's very tight, you see.' he said.
Harry secretly said in his head, 'Yeah, busy stealing girlfriends, no doubt.'
Chris mounted his broom and gave Hermione a last glance which she returned with a snobbish look. Harry saw this.
When Chris left, flying, Harry turned to Hermione. He kissed her forehead (yet again)
and spoke. 'Hermione, if I ever see you looking at other guys, I'll kill you.' he said with a smile and narrowing eyes.
Hermione knew he was joking but replied nevertheless, 'Harry, you won't see it, I promise.' with an evil grin.' Cause I'll be as careful as anything if I do.'
'Oh yeah?'
'Yeah.'
Hermione tickled him in his sides. 'Secretly, I won't ever look at any other guys but it never hurts to play.' she said with a smile.
Hermione had a bad secret. She did think Chris was good-looking, but to tell Harry was like saying Harry's not as good-looking. But in her eyes he was so it wasn't worth telling.
Harry wrote to Sirius. He didn't know whether to trust Chris or dismiss him. When he finished writing on the parchment, it said:
Dear Sirius,
thanks for your gift. And Professor Lupin's.
Let me cut to the chase.
This person who claimed he was from the "Order" came to Hermione's house today. You told me not to trust anyone new so I asked him to come back later. His name is Chris. So, is he really from the Order? I don't know what to do.
It would be really great if you told me all about the "Order", though. If that's possible.
Anyway, take care over there, wherever you are.
Harry
Harry tied it to Hedwig and gave her a treat. She cooed affectionately and flew off.
Harry turned to Hermione. 'What's wrong, Hon?' he asked.
Hermione felt a surge of guilt. 'Nothing, Harry. Nothing.' she lied.
Just then, a grey fluffy ball hit Harry's head.
'Ouch! Pig!' he exclaimed.
Pigwidgeon was Ron's owl.
He opened the letter tied to his leg and read it aloud for Hermione to hear.
Hey Harry,
sorry I didn't reply earlier but something came up. Anyway, you guys want to stay at the Burrow? Give me an owl ASAP. Till then.
Ron.
Harry didn't know if he could go so he wrote to Sirius again.
Hey Sirius,
Can I go to the Burrow? Ron's inviting Herm and I. Please send me an owl as fast as you can. Thanks.
Harry.
When he was finished, it occurred to him that Hedwig had gone to give his previous letter. Hermione was using her owl to give Ron the reply and he had no other owl except...Pig.
'Herm, can I borrow your owl? I need to send this to Sirius. I can't use Pig. He might not make it there.' he said. Pig had eyes that could kill.
'Sorry, Harry. I'm afraid you'd have to use him instead. I just sent my owl off to Ron's.'
Harry looked at a determined Pig.
'Oh well.' he said as he tied his letter to Pig.
He flew off as fast as anything, still had determination. Harry doubted his chance of getting to go to Ron's.