I layed down next to Chelsie, who had already been sleeping for quite a
while, and shut my eyes. No sooner than I had done that, the bus came to a
screeching hault. Before we even had time to collect ourselves we were
pushed off the bus and it disappeared from sight. I helped Chelsie up as we
stared at the two houses which stood there in front of us.
I could tell Chelsie was confused by the way she kept glancing at the numbers on the two houses. "Well....where is it?" We waited a few seconds and before our very eyes up popped Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Chelsie blinked, rubbed her eyes, and stared directly at the house which seemingly appeared out of no where. "O.K. that was just really odd."
Hagrid walked up to the front door and it opened. We entered and there was Professor Dumbledore along with the rest of the Order waiting for us. The moment they laid eyes on Chelsie they gasped. "Are you sure this is her Albus?" Professor Moody looked her over before grasping her right arm and examining it. The whole time Chelsie did nothing but stare at his magical eye which seemed to continually be moving around. Everyone crowded around her and I was pushed out of the way. For once in my life, I wasn't the center of attention. "Well she doesn't look like the product of V...."
Before Prof. Moody could finish Mrs. Weasley had raked him over the head with her wand. "That's enough!" She pulled Chelsie away from her "adoring fans" and handed her over to me. "You two must be awfully exhausted. I want you to rush upstairs right this moment and get some sleep. Run along now."
We did as we were told and as we headed upstairs Chelsie briefly stopped in front of some very familiar looking velvet curtains. I saw her reach to touch them out of the corner of my eye. "NO!" I yelled as I raced over and hauled her away. "Trust me, you don't want to open that." I opened the door and escorted her into her bedroom. "Well if you need anything I'll be right across the hall. Good night."
"Wait!"
"Yes?"
She took a deep breath. "I know this sound weird, but would you....sleep with me....and I don't mean that in a sexual way...unless you wanted to but....um...no I mean like sleep with me...I don't sleep well in strange places and it helps to have someone I know laying next to me that's all."
"Uh...I don't know..."
"Please?" How could I turn her down? I finally have in and watched a smile cross her face. She climbed into bed and I climbed in beside her. "Harry?"
"What?" I said as I shut my eyes.
"What happened downstairs?" Before I could answer her I had drifted off to sleep. She kissed my forehead, turned over on her side, and did the same. Before long I had drifted into a deep sleep...a very...frightening...deep sleep.
[2 Be Continued]
I could tell Chelsie was confused by the way she kept glancing at the numbers on the two houses. "Well....where is it?" We waited a few seconds and before our very eyes up popped Number 12 Grimmauld Place. Chelsie blinked, rubbed her eyes, and stared directly at the house which seemingly appeared out of no where. "O.K. that was just really odd."
Hagrid walked up to the front door and it opened. We entered and there was Professor Dumbledore along with the rest of the Order waiting for us. The moment they laid eyes on Chelsie they gasped. "Are you sure this is her Albus?" Professor Moody looked her over before grasping her right arm and examining it. The whole time Chelsie did nothing but stare at his magical eye which seemed to continually be moving around. Everyone crowded around her and I was pushed out of the way. For once in my life, I wasn't the center of attention. "Well she doesn't look like the product of V...."
Before Prof. Moody could finish Mrs. Weasley had raked him over the head with her wand. "That's enough!" She pulled Chelsie away from her "adoring fans" and handed her over to me. "You two must be awfully exhausted. I want you to rush upstairs right this moment and get some sleep. Run along now."
We did as we were told and as we headed upstairs Chelsie briefly stopped in front of some very familiar looking velvet curtains. I saw her reach to touch them out of the corner of my eye. "NO!" I yelled as I raced over and hauled her away. "Trust me, you don't want to open that." I opened the door and escorted her into her bedroom. "Well if you need anything I'll be right across the hall. Good night."
"Wait!"
"Yes?"
She took a deep breath. "I know this sound weird, but would you....sleep with me....and I don't mean that in a sexual way...unless you wanted to but....um...no I mean like sleep with me...I don't sleep well in strange places and it helps to have someone I know laying next to me that's all."
"Uh...I don't know..."
"Please?" How could I turn her down? I finally have in and watched a smile cross her face. She climbed into bed and I climbed in beside her. "Harry?"
"What?" I said as I shut my eyes.
"What happened downstairs?" Before I could answer her I had drifted off to sleep. She kissed my forehead, turned over on her side, and did the same. Before long I had drifted into a deep sleep...a very...frightening...deep sleep.
[2 Be Continued]