A/N: allllllloooooo!!!! How are you guy's doing?? No new reviews!(shakes
fist in anger) oh, well, better luck next time. Hope you guys don't hate
this chappie too much.....
Harry lifted his head drowsily from his pillow. Sunlight was streaming the window and gilding the quilted bedspread with gold light. He looked over at the opposite wall where Ron was sleeping in a bed identical to Harry's. Harry could see Ron's tousled red hair poking from under the covers. Harry pushed the bedspread off of his feet and carefully made his way over to the door, trying not to wake Ron. He made his way down the stairs. He stopped when he reached the landing. He could hear voices emenating from behind the door to his left. He leaned his head to the left so as to hear better what the people within were discussing. He felt a twinge of guilt at eavesdropping, but he pushed his guilt to the side and pressed his ear to the door.
There seemed to be two men in the room conversing in tight, terse whispers. One of them sounded like Mr. Weasley, the other, Harry couldn't make out. Mr. Weasley's voice sounded from behind the door. "You, you mean, this is it?" the other voice responded in a tense whisper. "It is the only thing that he didn't manage to take from the library of records. It is the only hope that we have left." Harry heard Mr. Weasley sigh. "All right then Conners, I'll keep it for now. But I want your assurance that I needn't keep it long." "I give you the ministry's promise." The man called Conners said formally. "Yes, well, you'd better be off then." Mr. Weasley said in a slightly louder voice. "Er, yes, thanks very much for all this Arthur. You're really helping us out." "Not at all, not at all. See you at the office, then." "Right. Bye, then.". There was a small 'pop' and Harry heard footsteps coming toward the door. He hastily crept down the rest of the stairs and into the kitchen before Mr. Weasley came out of the room and caught him with his ear pressed to the door.
Mrs. Weasley was laying out plates of eggs and bacon when Harry entered the warm kitchen. "Oh, sit down, Harry dear. Have a spot of breakfast." Harry took his place in one of the seats at the long, scarred wooden table and waited while Molly Weasley dished eggs and bacon onto his plate. Mrs. Weasley finished scooping food onto his plate, she made her way up the stairs to wake the others for breakfast. Harry slowly chewed his bacon. What had Mr. Weasley and Mr. Conners been talking about, and what was hidden in the room off the landing?
R&R or I wont update!!
Harry lifted his head drowsily from his pillow. Sunlight was streaming the window and gilding the quilted bedspread with gold light. He looked over at the opposite wall where Ron was sleeping in a bed identical to Harry's. Harry could see Ron's tousled red hair poking from under the covers. Harry pushed the bedspread off of his feet and carefully made his way over to the door, trying not to wake Ron. He made his way down the stairs. He stopped when he reached the landing. He could hear voices emenating from behind the door to his left. He leaned his head to the left so as to hear better what the people within were discussing. He felt a twinge of guilt at eavesdropping, but he pushed his guilt to the side and pressed his ear to the door.
There seemed to be two men in the room conversing in tight, terse whispers. One of them sounded like Mr. Weasley, the other, Harry couldn't make out. Mr. Weasley's voice sounded from behind the door. "You, you mean, this is it?" the other voice responded in a tense whisper. "It is the only thing that he didn't manage to take from the library of records. It is the only hope that we have left." Harry heard Mr. Weasley sigh. "All right then Conners, I'll keep it for now. But I want your assurance that I needn't keep it long." "I give you the ministry's promise." The man called Conners said formally. "Yes, well, you'd better be off then." Mr. Weasley said in a slightly louder voice. "Er, yes, thanks very much for all this Arthur. You're really helping us out." "Not at all, not at all. See you at the office, then." "Right. Bye, then.". There was a small 'pop' and Harry heard footsteps coming toward the door. He hastily crept down the rest of the stairs and into the kitchen before Mr. Weasley came out of the room and caught him with his ear pressed to the door.
Mrs. Weasley was laying out plates of eggs and bacon when Harry entered the warm kitchen. "Oh, sit down, Harry dear. Have a spot of breakfast." Harry took his place in one of the seats at the long, scarred wooden table and waited while Molly Weasley dished eggs and bacon onto his plate. Mrs. Weasley finished scooping food onto his plate, she made her way up the stairs to wake the others for breakfast. Harry slowly chewed his bacon. What had Mr. Weasley and Mr. Conners been talking about, and what was hidden in the room off the landing?
R&R or I wont update!!